hello everyone!! this blog is quite literally dead (i’m p sure at least) and i haven’t consistently written in so longggg due to life and having to unfortunately grow up. i’m starting college next month after taking a gap semester from graduating high school and i really want to put a full fledge fic out! it will be a fic w my beloved sugar booger inumaki toge from jjk he is my beloved (after my armin ofc duh). i know the little bit of followers i do have are mostly aot stans and i promise to feed u guys soon (hopefully) but yeah! i may make a new tumblrini but i’m not sure yet. :)
hi I saw your need for fluff armin so I found these for you
I promise they are all safe
borrowing his clothes
cuddles with armin also includes jean
soft boyfriend armin
fluffy marriage
beach picnic
BELOVED im going to check these out asap thank u sm stinky 💖🌟
where is all the cute fluffy armin fluff his tags are so ghetto rn i literally sobbed for like 30 minutes over some personal stuff and all i wanted is some cute comfort fluff from my blonde seashell boy but no all u mfs gotta be horny or weirdos 😒
lack of toge content has me seeing my ancestors and twitching every 10 seconds im going crazy i cant breathe the room is spinning i hear colors my plushies are speaking to me i can hear whitney and michael jackson singing to me rn
contents: fluff time 😈, established relationship, gn!reader, reader wears makeup, alcohol mention, armin is cute and sweet, one (1) swear word i think that's all! > 1k words
Armin was deeply inebriated. Faded didn’t even begin to cover it. This man was slurring his words and stumbling, his cheeks were dark and his hair was fluffed–the whole nine yards. But you were even worse.
During the uber ride home from Eren’s engagement party, you were giggling with your neck out the window, tackling Armin in an affectionate headlock, and crying because you were too sleepy all in the span of a minute. The inside of the car was spinning through Armin's eyes, but he tried his best to stay alert for your sake. When you started fumbling with the buttons on your blouse, Armin clumsily grabbed your wrist and pulled it away. “It’s so hoooot help me take it off ‘min!”
“Mmm no baby we’re still in the uber,” he whispered loudly. The driver side eyed you both through the rearview mirror.
When the car finally pulled to the curb in front of your building, you glared at the offensive seatbelt restricting your movement, ripping at it to come loose before Armin clicked the button to release you, gripping your hand to drag you from your seat. The opening to get out of the car was shorter than it seemed though, and Armin bonked his head hard on the way out. “fuuuck.” he rubbed his temple before reaching down, shielding your forehead with his hand while he pulled you out so you wouldn’t suffer the same blow.
Then you were swinging your hands between you as you both tripped your way into the building, finally falling to the floor the second you set foot into your apartment. You both giggled as you made your way to your bed, panting from the effort it took. Finally free of your suffocating party outfits and seconds away from passing out in each other's arms, you suddenly tried to get up, ultimately rolling yourself onto the floor. “W’happen?” Armin sat up. You mumbled about needing to take off your makeup, trying but failing to pull yourself up towards the bathroom.
Armin huffed. This was a mission only he could take on, he realized with a flashback to the countless tequila shots you downed not long ago. You heard a thud behind you. Craning your neck you saw Armin struggling to his feet after a presumable fall off the bed. You couldn’t fight the cackle that rose out of you. “Hee hee. You too min?” He gave you a dirty look as he shuffled to the bathroom, muttering something about ungratefulness. You heard a few things falling in the other room followed by the sink running briefly. Then Armin returned with your whole skin care routine in his hands.
“Aghhh I looove you!” You beamed. He grinned as he sat down criss-cross applesauce beside you. You closed your eyes as he angled your face up towards the ceiling for better access. He was much gentler than you had ever once been removing your makeup. The makeup wipe that usually stung when you used it just felt cool and soft in his hands. Then he was carefully rubbing cleanser into your skin before lightly washing it off with a wet towel. He finished with lotion, squishing your cheeks at the end with his pointer finger and thumb so your lips puckered before stealing a quick kiss. “M’done.” Without further ado, he laid down on the floor beside you and promptly fell asleep. You smiled as you tucked yourself into his side and followed shortly after.
hi guys LOL long time no see… sorry my life’s been kinda hectic because i’m preparing for my graduation next tuesday and well i promise i’ll try to write more and be more active during my summer break bc i have no life LMFAOO and well i’m also considering writing for both min and toge from jjk bc i love them both sm my beloveds anyways yasss
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!! May i request number 32 with armin ? (If you could make it armin from behind the lens it would be amazing ❤️❤️❤️)
thank you!! ahh I always love writing BTL armin so of course <3
"You make me sound so selfish for wanting to make you cum again"
armin x reader
warnings: smut, 18+ content, overstimulation, oral, praise, BTL armin which is enough of a warning as it is.
word count: ~600
papijean's one year anniversary
One thing you were never worried about when you started your relationship with Armin was the sex. You knew what he could do and would only try to push himself further with you. There was never a doubt that he could please you, and you were right. Months after you began dating there was never a day he left you unsatisfied.
"s'too much 'min," you whined. His head was lost between your thighs for what could have been hours. Armin's face was covered in your slick and his eyes were so lust-blown you could barely see that bright blue you loved. His arms were tight around your thighs, preventing you from squirming away as he overstimulated you with nothing but his lips and tongue.
Armin's hair was a mess. The once tamed blonde strands stood up in every direction due to the endless assault of your fingers running through them. He looked so perfect as he looked up at you, enough that you wanted the image engraved in you forever. Before you could praise him for his looks, he unlatched his arms and crawled up until he was hovering over you.
"You're so sensitive today, my love," he pointed out. He used the back of his hand to wipe down his face before pecking your lips. His knee was positioned between your legs, just barely snug against your core. As he shuffled, the muscles of his leg brushed against your clit causing you to gasp. "I only made you cum twice so far."
"Twice is lots," you breathed out. His lips were on your neck, kissing and nipping until you were needy enough to grind against his leg. You could feel his grin on your skin, playing into his hands just as you always did.
"You don't want to cum on my cock?" Armin asked, already knowing the answer.
"'course I do," you whined.
Your fingers trailed between your bodies until reaching his aching length. He was so hard this whole time thinking about you, depriving himself of release until he was inside you. You knew damn well Armin could have cum all on his own while eating you out, he was holding out for you.
"Good," Armin pulled away from your neck. He sat up straight, fisting his cock as he gazed down at your drenched folds. The sheets were a puddled mess where you laid, both his own saliva and your wetness. "Wanna make you feel good."
Your legs spread for him, nice and wide so he could appreciate the mess he had already created with you. He couldn't help but moan out your name as he sheathed himself inside you just as you couldn't stop the way you mewled at him. You really were overly sensitive, even without moving you felt the urge of release building.
"S-slow, Armin, please," your fingers dug into the bedding. Your whole body felt like electricity was flowing through it. "Don't wanna cum to fast."
"Awe, you're that sensitive today, huh?" Armin teased. He abided to your words, moving his hips at a painfully slow speed. "Maybe I should see how many times I can get you to cum, how does that sound?"
"No, no 'Min can't," you shook your head. The thought of it alone had your walls clenching around him. You couldn't handle the overstimulation he always loved to give you, not today.
"You make me sound so selfish for wanting to make you cum again," he chuckled. His thumb slowly pressed circles into your clit, just for the sole reason he wanted to see how reactive you were. A quiet yelp emerged from you, along with the arching of your back. "Baby if you keep making sounds like that I'm not going to be able to help it to make you cum over and over.
warning: smut (but not really it’s just a teeny tiny bit of foreplay)
armin alert who finds a way to make you squirm even when he isn’t touching you, when you’re sat together in a restaurant, looking like an innocent couple to the public who can’t hear the taunting words escaping from his lips, those who don’t see the smirk painting his face sinisterly when he watches you wriggle in your seat.
armin’s hand that makes it’s way to rest upon your knee during the drive home, the hand with clean, neatly cut nails and slim fingers that slowly creeps up to your thigh, but armin knows exactly how you tick, and how to keep you on edge for the entire ride.
armin who keeps his hands on your waist as he guides you towards the door, where you fumble with your keys until he grows impatient and gently slips them out of your hand, and then pulls you inside where you’re greeted by the warmth of the house..
your back collided with the wall when armin decides that he won’t tolerate a journey upstairs to your shared bedroom before he can get his hands on you. armin, who has you writhing under him once he’s torn your bra off and is slowly kissing down from your collarbone to the rest of your body…
“-and we can pet stingrays!” Armin exclaims, lacing your fingers together as you make your way across the parking lot, “Oh! Only if you’d want to, of course.” he glances at you.
“Of course!” you reply, smiling at him as you purposely bump shoulders with him.
Armin can’t hide the giant smile that makes its way up his cheeks. He brings your hand up to his face to press a kiss to the back, before he starts swinging your intertwined hands again. Letting go of your hand for a moment, Armin reaches the door to the aquarium, pushing it open to let you in first. After you make it inside, he presses a chaste kiss to your cheek, gently rubbing his hand on your arm to let you know that he’ll be right back, before making his way over to one of the greeters to pay for both of your tickets. You had a squabble over who would be paying while you were both in the car, but Armin is a stubborn man and refused to back down which resulted in you giving up and letting him pay for the both of you. You noticed that there weren't a lot of people around - most likely to it being about thirty minutes since its opening. Armin had wanted to go earlier in hopes that this would happen.
You make your way over to the cylinder tank in the entry room while you wait for Armin. The tank went from the floor all the way up to the ceiling. The sound of footsteps causes you to look away from the fish and towards the sound. Armin smiles at you as he stands beside you, “They’re so pretty,” he looks up at the fish before turning towards you, “Not as much as you though.”
You feel your face heat up and you lightly shove him, “Shut up.”
Armin only chuckles. “Are you ready to go?”
“Yeah,” he says, holding up the two tickets, “But first, look how cute these are!”
The tickets had the aquariums’ name toward the left side and a picture of a sea turtle on the other side. “They’re very cute,” you smile, “Do you want me to put them in my bag, so they don’t get bent?”
“Yeah,” Armin nods, “That would be nice. Thank you.”
After placing the tickets into your bag, you link arms with Armin. “Ready to go on an adventure, darling?” Armin asks, looking over at you.
You laugh, “I’m always ready, my love.”
---
Armin looks like a child in a candy store, with his eyes wide and taking his time in admiring all the creatures that the sea had to offer. His smile never once left his face since he had picked you up for this date. You managed to sneak a few candid pictures of him on your phone. You couldn’t help it with how happy he looked. The blue of the water and lights illuminated his face, highlighting his beautiful eyes, and one of the biggest grins you have ever seen on his face. “Y/n, look at how pretty that fish is,” Armin points to a fish that looks like it had been painted, “That’s called a Picasso Triggerfish and they- Hey, look at the fish, not me.” he pouts.
“But I like the view.” You say, your smile growing as you watch Armin’s face turn pink, “So what about the Picasso fish?”
---
The date continued with Armins’ hand in yours as he shared facts about the creatures you both saw. “Are you ready to go pet some stingrays?” you ask after you both had made your way through the exhibits.
“Yes!” he exclaims, fist bumping the air, “Lets go!”
Armin leads the way, still holding on to your hand. Soon you reach the separate area for the stingrays, with hand washing stations before the actual stingray pond. “We have to wash our hands and up to our elbows before petting them.” Armin states, rolling the sleeves of his sweater to above his elbows.
When he finishes, he notices you struggling. “Oh, those will slide down,” he gently takes your arm, beginning to roll your sleeves up, “Here, let me.”
You take advantage of the closeness to admire his features up close; the way he’s focused on the task at hand, how his hair falls, how long his eyelashes are… he truly is a sight. “There we go,” he chirps, looking back up at you, “We’re all set!”
You thank him and he presses a kiss to your cheek. “Let's wash up and pet some rays!”
---
After washing your hands, the two of you make your way to the stingray pond, which was noticeably more crowded than the exhibit. Armin notices a free spot for the both of you, and leads you over to it, with one hand on your lower back. The instructor stands at the far end,telling everyone the rules and instructions for petting the stingrays. Armin places his hand in the water, palm flat, waiting for a stingray to come his way. You follow suit, placing your hand in the water. You have to bite your lip to contain your smile when you hear the excited “oh!” that leaves his lips as a stingray approaches. The stingray flies under his hand, and then yours. The slimy fin making its way under your hand before moving on to the next person. Another one starts coming closer to you and Armin, but a lot closer to the wall this time. When it makes its way to Armin, the fin slides up the wall, slapping it and splashing Armin. He flinches slightly and laughs. “They’re so cute.” he coos, gently stroking the fin of the splashy stingray.
Not as cute as you, you thought, smiling to yourself.
---
Once you had finished petting the stingrays, you both went to the gift store to buy matching plush stingrays (and some books for Armin), Armin stops and asks if you would want to take a picture with him in front of the tank. How could you say no? He places the gift shop bag by his feet and wraps an arm around your waist to bring you closer. He swipes on his phone to pull up the camera. “Would you like me to take a picture of the two of you?” a voice asks.
You look past Armin and see an older lady looking at the both of you, and her two grandchildren standing beside her. “That would be really nice,” you smile at her, “Thank you!”
“It’s no problem.” she replies as Armin hands her his phone.
The older woman moves in front of the two of you and takes a few steps back. “Alright,” she says, “Say ‘cheese’!”
You and Armin play along, saying “cheese” as she takes the photo. She coos, “That’s a cute one. Let’s take one more, okay?”
Armin nods, and you both switch your position slightly. Right before she presses the button, Armin moves his head to place a kiss on your cheek. Your face heats up as you laugh, and you can feel the heat radiating off his own cheeks as he smiles against your skin.
The woman hands Armin his phone back, and he thanks her once again. “You two are the cutest couple,” she compliments, “I wish you the best of luck in the future.”
You both thank her again, taking a look at the picture. It was definitely going to become your new lockscreen.
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