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I’m so sorry to hear that!! ppl are really the worst sometimes… hope you feel better <3

Thank you anon I rlly appreciate it🥹

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When you finish writing a spicy scene and immediately consider changing your name, deleting your blog, and moving to a small cottage in the woods.

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your art is so good omg!!

Thank you so much anon🥹

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wait what’s ur art ig? I can’t find it under the last post username 🥺

It’s @Torection on Instagram :)

https://www.instagram.com/torection?igsh=NTc4MTIwNjQ2YQ==

Thank you for your support!��🏼

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Football Eren x fem reader

I drew Eren Yeager off a fanfic I read

Hi.. I usually don’t post my art off of insta, but I wanted to share a drawing I did of Eren Yeager, inspired by my favorite fanfic i read on Ao3 where he’s a football player. It’s the very fic/smut that awoke my obsession for Eren.. and this is exactly how I envisioned him based on the way the author described him.

I really wanted to savor that image of him by sketching it out and got a little carried away haha.. anyways

I seriously recommend checking out that fanfic to get the full picture.. you will not regret

Here is the link to the fanfic if you are interested! 18+ Contains smut

“The coaches daughter” written by Girlinlove1004

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33132442/chapters/82250134

Please show some love to my art account if you wanna see more Eren Yeager or attack on titan artwork from me.. I’d really appreciate it🙏🏼

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Major update on the eren x fem reader fic im cooking up!

Please check the link below for the original plot of this fic before reading this update.

Content Warnings: modern AU, porn with plot, unprotected sex, slow burn, trauma, childhood crush/ best friend crush leading you on, breakup, overprotective Eren, mentions of heartbreak, conflict, drama, drinking, friends with benefits at first, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, Jean and Mikasa are Antagonists

Goal: 10k words

new summary:

I’ve decided to make some important adjustments to the story. After receiving feedback about Mikasa being perceived as the antagonist, I realized a few things needed to shift in this fic I’m working on.

I’ve decided to make y/n and Jean childhood friends, with y/n developing feelings for him early on in the story. But instead of having an established relationship with Jean cheating on y/n, he will simply reject y/n and choose Mikasa. Meanwhile, Mikasa ends up family-zoning Eren, which still sets off the emotional drama that follows in the plot, same as before, just without labeling anyone as outright cheaters. Both Jean and Mikasa unintentionally lead y/n and Eren on, but I feel this route stays truer to their characters since some parts of the fandom ship Jean and Mikasa, and Mikasa doesn’t end up with eren, I think this plot fits better for what I’m writing.

I love Jean too much to paint him as the villain, and I want him more included in the story. This change keeps things messy, emotional, and realistic, without making anyone inherently “evil.”

All of this will tie together in forming the slow burn relationship between eren and y/n

I hope you guys enjoy the adjustment and are excited for this fic! Hopefully I can get it completed soon! Let me know what you guys think!

Here is the link from the last update I had on this fic if you don’t know about the original plot! 😽

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yesss pls write it :p

Its coming in hot anon! You’ll see

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Update on the Eren x reader smut im working on

Content Warnings: modern AU, porn with plot, unprotected sex, slow burn, trauma, ex cheating, breakup, overprotective Eren, mentions of heartbreak, conflict, drama, drinking, friends with benefits at first, friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, Jean and Mikasa are Antagonists

Goal: 10k words

Summary:

In this modern college AU, y/n starts her freshman year heartbroken after catching her boyfriend Jean cheating with another girl who just so happens to be the ex of Eren Yeager, the schools Lead guitarist of campus’s famous band called The Titans. Just when y/n thinks she’s done with everything, she finds solace in Erens company. What starts as a casual friends-with-benefits arrangement soon spirals into something deeper as unspoken feelings, jealousy, and emotional vulnerability threaten to ruin the arrangement as both of you struggle to outrun your pasts. This slow burn between you and Eren turns into something neither of you expected.

Let me know what you guys think of the plot? Do you think Mikasa and Jean are fit for the role of the two Antagonists in this fic?

I’m really excited for this fic, as I always head canon that Eren would be a skilled guitarist if he was in the modern AU. This is also my first fic/Smut im writing. Let me know your thoughts!

NEW IMPORTANT UPDATE ON THIS FIC

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I’m working on a eren x reader slow burn smut that takes place in modern au and in college.

But there will be 2 antagonists in the fic (both male and female) and idk who to pick? They need to be around the same age as Eren.

I’m wondering if people are cool with the idea of Jean & mikasa being the antagonists? If you’re able to connect the dots (since I don’t wanna spoil the plot) then I need to know if this is a good idea? I love Jean and I also love mikasa, but they are the only fit for the antagonists role, yall think the idea sounds good? (Just once for this fic) or should I not…

Here’s an update if you’re interested in this fic!

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I read your Sanemi x Reader squid game idea, and if you haven't got it all found out yet i have an idea. I feel like the trope should be Friends to Lovers, because they wouldn't have enough time to get to know eachpther that well in the games Maybe Sanemi had feeling for her beforehand, and finally confesses after figuring out they might not have much time left.

I actually love this idea!!! I’ll definitely work with this one when I get started on it 💙

Thank you for your recommendation!

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Why are you guys making sephiroth a rapist in all your fanfics and smut? Is there a single fic of him where he isn’t rapist?

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Squid game x demon slayer crossover?

I’m planning to write a Sanemi x Reader fic with a Squid Game crossover. Would you guys be interested?

It will be a ( fem x reader ) and contain a plot for background. Want to make it 10k words or more. There will be smut in this as well, some angst, sensitive topics, and more

Also, I’m debating whether Y/N should have a past with Sanemi or meet him for the first time during the games. What do you think would work better, and what kind of trope would fit best?

Things I want to include in it:

Muzan will be the front man.

Demons will be the pink soldiers

Still figuring out which demon will be the betrayer and which characters will be the enemy’s

If anyone has recommendations to add for this leave a comment

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Headcanons

Demon Slayer

One Piece

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Which crew member would have the worst skid mark

Note: this is a joke for laughs, it’s not serious

A/N: So I recently started watching One Piece with a friend, and at one point, she paused and asked me which crew member I think would have the worst skid marks and smelliest farts. So, here’s my answer because, why not?

Starting from 1 to 5, where 1 is the worst and 5 is the least worst.

1. Luffy

Luffy definitely tops the list with the darkest skid mark. There’s no convincing me otherwise. This guy’s always running around, jumping, and just being all over the place. I haven’t seen him take a shower once. He totally gives off that “I hate bathing” vibe.

2. Usopp

Usopp is a solid second place. This guy is constantly whining, crying, and panicking, especially when things get intense or when he’s in a dangerous situation. Given how quick he is to lose his shit, I can totally picture him shitting his pants. It’s definitely not hard to imagine a nasty little skid mark under there, something that cant be bleached out with industrial strength cleaner.

3. Zoro

Now Zoro is the type of guy who showers every now and then, and there’s a very good reason for it. If he’s skipping that shower, you know that skid mark will devour.

4. Sanji

Sanji is 4th on the list because he seems well put together, and since he’s the cook of the ship, he definitely keeps his hygiene on point. That alone gives me reason to believe his underpants are as clean as his kitchen.

5. Nami

Nami’s last on the list, and it’s no surprise, she seems like the type who always keeps things clean and pristine. With her sharp attention to detail and constant care for her surroundings, I’m pretty sure her underpants are as spotless as her well organized maps. For the most part.

Follow if you want a part 2 of which crew member has the nastiest farts

If you would like any more headcanons leave a comment

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Jesus Christ😩 I haven’t giggled this much over a fic in a while. PLEASEEEE do a part 3

sweet like candy - choi su bong / thanos

pairings : thanos/ su bong x fem reader part 2

summary/request : despite only a few insignificant interactions with thanos, he grows jealous when he sees you talking to an ex marine, dae ho.

warnings: jealous thanos, use of drugs, swearing, violence, ooc thanos bc he’s kinda nice most of the time except for when he’s jealous, lowkey sub thanos idk how it happened but bros a good boy😭, oral(f receiving), hand job, sex(p in v)

ngl this is not my best work unfortunately:( it just feels like i rushed too much at certain parts but i just didn’t want it to be too repetitive to other stories with too much detail when we all know how the games work. send me some requests, i wanna do au or write for thanos where the reader and him are outside of the games

not responsible for the content you consume, use discretion when reading past the border. 18+

“Señorita, excuse me.”

You turn, an eyebrow already raised at the strange pet name you’d just been called. It’s a tall, young ish man. You take in his appearance; his hair is a bright shade of purple, slender fingers painted like infinity stones, marked with dark tattoos, chunky rings, and a cross necklace.

You don’t respond, instead continuing to walk in the eerie room painted like the sky, with a giant doll at the other side.

You sigh, still confused at how you ended up here with 456 other people in ugly green tracksuits and millions, if not billions, of won in debt.

He raps you a song, also stating his name is Thanos, which you try to tune out but its mediocrity makes you stifle a laugh. He notices, and your sweet smile makes him smile.

“I like you.” He says, flashing you a little heart with his fingers. You roll your eyes, walking past him as he lingers on your trail.

A man runs out, player 456, you note. He begins screaming, saying the game was “Red Light, Green Light” and the doll was going to kill us if we moved. His reaction makes you nervous, his fear seemed so genuine.

“My dad comes home like this sometimes,” Thanos says, noticing your shift in demeanor. “Saying there’s bugs in the walls and his phone’s been tapped by the government.”

“Do you think the guy yelling is high?” You ask.

He smirks a little before answering, which doesn’t go unnoticed by you. “Fuck no.”

The game begins, and Thanos takes your hand. You go to pull away but his grip is tight.

“Let go.” You whisper, on a red light.

“Come on, señorita. Let’s stick together.” He whispers back.

Before you can respond, the girl in front of you starts screaming about a bee landing on her. She faces you both and laughs a little.

“Oh, shit. I just moved, didn’t I?”

Bang.

Blood splatters on you and Thanos’ face.

“Don’t scream.” He whispers, but even if you wanted to, you couldn’t. Your body is in shock, frozen. You grip his hand in return now, trying to hold your shaking.

More rounds continue, but neither of you move. That is until the man tells you to finish you have to be behind the doll. Thanos moves you behind him, and you press your head into his back with your eyes shut tight, gripping his jacket. He slowly moves, pulling you with him.

A woman reacts to the body, and an another shot goes off. Panic ensues, as people run and shots fire continuously. All you can hear is screaming and shooting.

During the next green light Thanos doesn’t move, but you feel him fidgeting around. Two rounds go by of this before he finally moves again.

He lurches forward, and you feel him go “Ding” as he pushes a group of people down. Three shots ring off, and during the next green light you let go of him. He doesn’t even notice, skipping and jumping and dancing during every green light.

In the end, you survive. Splattered in blood, yes, but alive nonetheless.

You avoid him after that, feeling unnerved by the way he played during the games. You noticed him sharing a pill with a guy later, which made his behavior in the game make sense to you.

You sat on your bed, your face buried in your knees as you rocked back and forth. The lights were out, everyone going to sleep but, how could you? After everything you saw?

You glanced up at the piggy bank, glowing gold

and filled with won.

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The next game was about to begin.

You had been brought into a room, eerily similar to the one with the doll, except the room had rainbow tracks and pink suit men standing around it. They ordered you to get into teams of 5.

You wandered around, searching for a group of people who wouldn’t kill you for fun.

“Hi.”

You turned, facing a handsome dark haired man, his hair half tied up. He was neatly kept, carrying himself with confidence and grace, despite everything.

“Hi.” You respond, meekly.

“Would you like to join our group?” He motions to the 4 men behind him. Their faces are stoic, but they look friendly enough. You notice the one man on the team was the one who warned everyone about the last games. You accept their offer; it’s not like you really had a choice anyway. Besides, why not let them pity you if they felt sorry enough to offer you a spot? No one else was itching to have you on your team…

Or so you thought.

On the other side of the room, Thanos was searching for you to be in his group. He felt inclined to protect you now after the events of the first game. The drugs were fueling him into wanting to be the hero of your story. He was convinced he could you get out of here, and you would tell the world Thanos the Great saved you with a snap of his fingers. Besides, such a sweet face like yours? It would be such a waste for you to die somewhere so silly.

He finds you, in the sea of people, talking to another man.

He fumes with rage, the ecstasy making him react more uncontrollably than usual.

He bites his lip, all of his prior convictions now forgotten. Let the bitch die then, he thinks to himself.

The games start, and players drop like flies from the first groups alone.

Thanos’ team goes, and you can’t help but cheer when you see them play successfully. You jump up and down, laughing and clapping at their win.

Thanos locks his eyes on yours, noticing your childlike joy at his win. It makes him strangely prideful, makes him forget why he was so mad at you in the first place.

He bows to you, like a musician after a performance. You blush a little, smiling at him, forgetting why he scared you in the first place.

Your team is last, and you’re up first playing ddakji. Your whole team plays successfully, and you survive another round of the games.

You go back to your bunks, Dae Ho wrapping a friendly and comforting arm around you as you both walk. You sit with your group, eating and laughing while you slowly forget the chaos around you.

Thanos watched it all play out with Dae Ho again. His palms were sweaty the whole time, hoping you’d survive and walk back into that room. The second you walked back through the door alive, his eyes were on you.

“Are you good?” Nam Gyu asks Thanos, noticing his eyes constantly following you.

“I don’t know what the fuck are you talking about.” Thanos spits, defensively. He takes another pill, needing the courage for his next move.

“Let me have one.” Nam Gyu begs. Thanos reluctantly hands one over.

Nam Gyu takes it with haste, as Thanos stands and makes his way towards you. He quickly gets up and follows his friend, ready for whatever fight may come.

Each time you laugh at Dae Ho, Thanos picks his pace up a little faster. He’s convinced that it’s like with each laugh that slips past your honey coated lips, then the closer Dae Ho is to getting to taste them. He sways his body unnaturally as he walks, wanting to appear more bad ass than he really felt.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He says as he approaches you.

“Thanos.” You say, a warning in your voice to leave you alone.

“You good, bro?” Dae Ho asks.

“Why the fuck are you talking to my girl?” He addresses Dae Ho now. You and Dae Ho both scoff in disbelief, but this is how your reaction played out in Thanos’ mind.

They both laugh

“Dae Ho, you’re so funny.”

“Well, you’re sexy.”

“Let’s make out and fuck right here in front of Thanos.”

“Whatever you say, beautiful.”

He reaches his hand out, grabbing you by your jacket and yanking you to your feet.

“Thanos!” You yell. Dae Ho and In Ho stand up to diffuse the situation. Before they can even intervene, you land a closed fist to Thanos’ eye.

He backs away, holding it as a little cut forms.

“Crazy bitch.” He says. He points at Dae Ho. “You stay away from her.”

“Fuck off.” You yell at Thanos. He backs away, still facing you and nodding his head in anger. His face reads This isn’t over.

“You okay?” Dae Ho asks. You nod, slightly breathless.

The way Thanos grabbed you was rude,

unnecessary,

controlling…

and hot.

You wanted to kick yourself for feeling so attracted to him in that moment. He was mentally unstable, high; everything that could be wrong with a man, he was.

Yet here you were, yearning for a piece of him just as he yearned for you.

Later that night, you couldn’t sleep in your bunk. You were stressed with nerves, with the thought that each next day could be your last. You tapped your foot relentlessly against the frame of the bed, until a person above you made a threat.

You sighed, getting up and walking to the door to be let to the bathroom.

You washed your face again for what was probably the 15th time, feeling like the blood was still on you.

You didn’t even hear the door, didn’t hear him walk up behind you, didn’t notice he was there until his hands were on your hips.

You gasped, turning with your fist, ready to make a collision; but Thanos was quicker than you this time, catching your wrist before you could seal the hit.

“Whoa.” He said, “Relax, girl.”

“What are you doing in here?” You yelled at him. He shushed you, making a tcht tcht tcht sound.

“You embarrassed me out there.” He said, tilting his head to show you his bruised eye.

“You? How about you yanking me to my feet in a room full of people?”

He says nothing, but he smirks at you.

“You’re just so pretty. How am I supposed to sit back and watch my girl flirt with other men?”

You sigh, rolling your eyes. “Is that what you think I am?”

“It’s what I know you are.” He says lowly, his hand resting against your throat. “You’re mine.”

“I’m not yours. You don’t ask, you just take from people. You’re a bully.”

“What are we, kids on a school yard? I’m a bully?” He steps closer than he already was, pressing himself into you.

“Yes.” You whisper out.

“Quiet now, aren’t we?” He teases, his voice low.

“If you’re gonna kill me, just fucking do it.” You say.

He laughs loudly, “Kill you? Get serious, girl.”

“Then what do you want?”

“You.”

You say nothing. Your hands are pressed against the counter top of the sink, and his body is pressed against yours. Chest to chest, you have nowhere to go.

“Move.” You say. Your eyes are locked, and you feel like prey being tortured by predator. Tortured in the way he’s doing nothing, just staring you down. He doesn’t budge still.

You grab him by his collar, pulling his face inches from yours.

“Move.” You say again, your voice pleading.

He notices. You’re not pleading him to move because of fear, you’re pleading for him to move because of lust.

His fingers trail up your arm, then trace your jaw to pull your chin up. He laces his fingers through your hair, pulling you so that your lips are on his.

He didn’t expect you to kiss him the way you did, it took him by such surprise, which he dared never admit because he was almost never surprised. But the way you grabbed his collar, trying to pull him so deep into you that you both might collapse into each other like stars.

“Where’d this come from?” He asks breathlessly, barely able to break away from you to get the question out.

“Can you just shut up?” You say quickly, pulling him back into you.

“As my queen commands.” He says, matching your ferocity with the kiss.

Both of his hands rest on your cheeks while he kisses you, but you take one and slowly push it down to your sweats.

“Why so eager?” He asks, breathlessly.

“You’re talking too much.” You say, pushing him off you. “Get on your knees.”

He scoffs, shocked. “Are you serious?”

You nod, and so he listens. He kisses down your body, tugging on your sweats when he’s on his knees. He kisses your thighs, mumbling sweet nothings about your body that were too soft to hear.

“Thanos-“

“Su Bong.” He corrects you, needing to hear you moan his real name.

“Su Bong, please don’t tease me.” You whine, so he concedes. Lifting up your leg onto his shoulder so he can kiss and lick and suck every part of you. You whine, pulling his purple tufts of hair.

“You are so sweet,” He whispers. “Sweet like candy.”

“Oh, my boy.” You moan, egging him on. His nails grip into your thighs unintentionally. He’s just so desperate for you, desperate to taste every drop.

Your nails dig into his forearm, scratching for release.

“Please, oh, please, Su Bong.”

He looks up at you, pupils dilated like the size of black holes. You throw your head back, grinding your hips into his mouth, chasing your release.

You pull his hair harshly, and he digs his nails into your thighs even more as you release. You cry out, repeating his name like a prayer, and he moans into you, fueling your release. He doesn’t miss a drop.

He comes off you, breathless. He sets your leg down, pulling your sweats back up as he stands.

You stare at each other, both of you panting in silence for a few moments. You sneak your hand down, resting it against his hard crotch. You smirk a little, and he mirrors it.

“I think I love you.” He moans as you rub him.

“I think you’re high.” You respond, and he laughs and nods. He leans down to kiss you again, gentler this time.

“Do you want one?” He asks, nodding to his necklace. You hesitate, but end up shaking your head no.

“I think we should head back.” You whisper, still rubbing him. He shakes his head no, moaning into your neck. He grips your jacket in desperate agony.

“I need you so bad.” He finally admits.

“Fine.” You fold, and he’s ever so quick to pull your sweats back down. He unhooks one of your legs from the pants, pulling it up so he can rest it around his hips as he pushes his sweats down just slightly so he can insert himself into you.

So, there you both are. Standing with one leg hooked around him and absolutely gripping the sink as he thrusts into you relentlessly. You don’t even try to hide your moans, throwing your head back in euphoria as Thanos buries his face in your neck with shameful whimpers. You grip onto whatever part of him you can for support. Your back is slamming into the edge of the sink over and over, surely leaving a bruise on your tailbone.

He kisses and sucks on your neck, leaving dark bruised purple hickeys on every inch. Marking you, so that you knew who you belong to and so that everyone else out there knew too.

His thrusts were relentless, and the angle he fucked you was crucial, hitting into your cervix each time. Your hands pushed on his hips, resisting his movements slightly, which only fueled him more.

“Stop it.” He moans.

“You stop, you’re being so rough.” You whimper.

“This is me being gentle,” He says. “You want something less than this, then I better not ever catch you speaking to another man again.”

You moan in defeated acceptance, grasping at his shoulders instead for balance. His perfect thrusts make you leak all over him, his pants soaked with your juices.

“You’re so wet.” He moans. “I think you’re gonna make me cum.”

You tighten around him, sending him into a frenzy. His hands tighten their hold on your thighs, and you yank him by the collar to pull his lips onto yours.

“Fuck, I’m cumming, oh please.” You beg him, between kisses.

“I’ve got you.” He manages to get out, holding you as you let out the most heavenly cry. Your moans send him over, and he pulls out to spill himself all over your cunt.

He smears it on your folds with his hands, and you smack his chest, giving him a push off you while he laughs at your irritability.

“You’re such a dick.” You say, wiping yourself with a paper towel from the dispenser. He kisses your neck with a smirk.

“Come lay with me when you’re done.” He says, walking out of the bathroom.

You roll your eyes, cleaning yourself up before walking out.

You re enter the bunks, searching the room for his bed. He’s in a lower ish one, laying down with hands resting behind his head and his eyes blissfully closed. Your eyes move back and forth between his bed and your empty one, until your feet start moving before your mind can even decide.

He doesn’t even open his eyes when you crawl in beside him. He just wraps his arm around you, kissing your temple as you both drift off to sleep,

both of you blissfully unaware of the horrors of tomorrow’s game…

Part 2?

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Why are fics I read so boring nowadays? Like there’s no plot to them anymore, it just goes straight into fucking the character and it’s so repetitive. I miss reading those long lengthy fics that build the relationship and tension. The kind of smut that makes me bite my nails you know what I’m saying… I might have to do it myself..

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Masterlist

Disclaimer: All is 18+ NSFW

Fics marked red means they are still in the works

All Fem Reader!

Demon Slayer

Sanemi shinazugawa

▎The beginning of the end sanemi x fem reader

▎Bad liar roommate sanemi x fem reader

Attack On Titan

Eren Yeager

▎where the Fire sleeps Eren x fem reader

Death note

Light yagami

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