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a shameless display of public delusion.

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𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 | 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 { 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 }

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.☆.

𝒑𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍, 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒔, 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒊𝒅

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hello should i come on here and write nanami x reader wedding cake testing that devolves into living room floor sex and disappear again or just die

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die in it | t. fushiguro

word count: 420 (blazeitlolhaahahaimsofunny) | ✪ content warnings: squirting, a slap to the ass, toji’s bout to suffocate under you, sixnine but not the rapper, he’s a munch, uhhhh nasty sex i wrote at 6 am

toji x reader

✭ toji “bounce that ass on my face” fushiguro

he’s giving you the meanest head of your life halfway down your shared bed. you’re supposed to be six-nining but it’s more he’s spitting on it, slurping it back up and then using the lubrication to swirl your clit around before sucking on it while you struggle to keep stroking his dick smoothly rather than in jerks due to the pleasure.

he alternates between grabbing your ass, hips and thighs to keep you still and you can hear nothing but the sloshing of his mouth and your pussy, and your unified moans.

“bounce that ass on my face, c’mon” you can tell he’s taking in air as he says it, breathing so heavy you move up and down with his chest, “twerk on me, princess.”

he punctuates it with a harsh slap to your right cheek that makes you jerk a little.

your head is spinning and it takes you a second to compute his demand, but you comply as you lay your head down between his groin and upper thigh to take his dick into your mouth. the fat of your ass ripples and you put all your weight into him —knowing that’s the way he likes it and you’d have hell to pay if you did anything different— and you swear you can hear a muffled ‘jesus fuck.’

all your mental energy is put into the up and down motion of your hips and head, trying to focus on the feeling of the skin and veins of his cock across your lips rather than the burning urge to cum all over his face to maybe, just maybe, last a little bit longer.

but toji’s never had an issue getting you to come before.

you pop off his dick, breathless, pumping him instead.

“fuck- toji ‘m.. ‘m boutta cum….” the overstimulation is creeping up on you and your hip movements become jerky until they come to a stop, instead opting to try to push your cunt into his face to chase the pleasure.

“do it.” he replies- simple, short and gruff.

toji gets the hint, moving his hands to grab your hips before he starts tongue fucking you.

he’s fast, in out in out.

the way you can hear juices gushing out of you with every in and out motion of his tongue is nasty. what’s disgusting, though, is the fact his cum is spilling out into your hands at the sensation of you squirting on his face.

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ride | onyankopon

word count: 466 [1 min 41 sec read] | ✪ content warning: riding… question mark question mark question mark, assisted riding, sex, fuckin, uhhh

onyankopon x reader / boyfriend!onyankopon x reader

✭ what it’s like trying to ride your boyfriend

there really is no riding onyankopon. yeah, you can get ontop of him and all that good shit but something about how your ass is the only part of your body that even somewhat compares to his towering size, gets him. when he has that delicious view of the curve of your back, the feeling of your chest on his, nipples standing at attention for him? he can’t keep his hands off you.

his big hands are always either on the small of your hips or on your cheeks, bringing you up and down, up and down. listening to the shliiiick sounds your cunt makes guiding up and down the long expanse of his cock drives. him. wild.

“y’know how whipped you got me, mama?” you almost don’t hear him over the moaning you’re doing into his neck.

when he gets nothing but a “ohmygooooduhh…” in response alongside your long almond nails digging into his thick, toned triceps, it prompts him to take hold of your face and force it upwards to look at him.

“huh? look at me,” he demands, all the while the sound of your pussy nearly drowns out your whines, and you struggle to maintain eye contact with him. you tighten around him upon the sight of his big lips glossy with spit from the erratic making out you two had been doing while you struggled to align yourself with him earlier.

“you love the way i fuck you huh?” he asks, once he starts thrusting up into you from below aswell.

“yes daddy, pleasepleaseplease fuck, i love- i need your dick,” despite the grip he has on your cheeks, forcing your glossed lips to pucker, you fuzzy head threatens to fall forward into the crook of his neck but you knew better if you’d expected him to let you cum, instead opting to give him the best, sloppiest kiss of his life before pleading, “can i cum? please.. please”

onya knew he couldn’t tell you no, not only because of how beautifully desperate you sounded but with the moan that interrupted your pleas… you’d come anyway.

“go’head princess, cmon,”

if your neighbors couldn’t hear y’all before they absolutely heard the symphony of you and your boyfriends moans, the slapping of where you two connected.. delicious and sinful and loud.

you wasted no time moaning directly into his ear while your release dripped down his length, prompting his own.

you’d always came hard when it came to sex with him, but he’d never seen you pass out so quickly.

and of course, he’d let his angel sit like that and cockwarm him for a few minutes until he deemed it was time to clean up.

the cake you present to him the next day for his birthday reads, “best dick ever” :)

did u miss me pookie?

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WOOP WOOP PARTAYYYY

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no good | onyankopon

word count: 520 [2 min read] | ✪ content warning: fingering, cum eating, clit slapping, slight manhandling, established relationship

onyankopon x reader / boyfriend!onyankopon x reader

✭ boyfriend! ony fingers you on his lap and slaps your clit.

your boyfriend onyakopon is back to the headboard and you’re ontop off him, getting the sonic coins finger-fucked out of you and holding onto your orgasm for dear life as per threatening demand.

“oooohh shhhitt,” you mewl, pushing yourself up by grabbing his thighs and trying to escape his fingers.

ony lands a swift slap to your clit and wraps his free hand around your neck, “stay fuckin’ still. you’n wanna know what i’ll do t’you if i gotta cuff you mama.”

the stinging sensation halts your movements and has you back on his lap, ass jiggling over his hard dick.

you’re left wondering what you could’ve possibly done today to deserve this, and truthfully you’ve been on your best behavior, ony just wanted to fuck you real good tonight and he couldn’t do that if you kept squirming away.

you kick your feet out, thrashing slightly until his grasp on your neck tightens and his legs push yours down.

but the issue here is ony wasn’t just prepping you- he was teasing. torturing, even. telling you to hold onto your orgasm so you’d squirt on him. he wanted you messy tonight without the wait of making you cum a bunch of times over, he just wanted you to wet up his dick.

“pa- daddy ohmygoddd please jus wanna cummmm, please please please please” ony smirks at your sudden switch to daddy instead of papa, knowing he’s pushing you further into submission.

“if i let you cum you gon’ squirt on me, baby? make it real wet princess or you gotta keep holding it.” he asks, pausing between the question and the sentence to start kissing your neck and the valley between it and your shoulder.

“hahhh- yes baby, m’finna squirt for you jus lemme- please i…” you’re cutting yourself off, loosing your train of thought as your wetness runs down his knuckles and between his fingers.

he releases your neck and instead moves to rub your dripping pussy, massaging your clit. the added stimulation of the bud sends you into your orgasm, arching your back off of him as he rains down praise upon you.

“let it out, that’s my good girl. such a good fuckin’ girl for me, huh?” he asks, knowing you’re not going to answer him, you can’t answer him.

his and your sleep clothes have been long discarded— so your wetness is wets the sheets, his dick and a little of his lower abdomen. mostly his hands and tattooed, veiny forearms that he’s yet to remove from your cunt.

he continues penetrating you through your orgasm, eventually slowing down along with the circles his fingers are making around your clit, no longer being able to keep the tight circles he was making as your orgasm was making it too slippery.

you spasm once or twice, taking harsh and heaving breaths, as he slips his fingers out of you and slides them into his mouth, choking you lightly in the process.

“tastes so fuckin’ good…” he pops them out and his lips are now glossed, “now let’s get you to do it on my dick.”

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dinner and dessert | e. yaeger

word count: 1,150 [4 min 10 sec read] | ✪ content warning: porn w a plot, medium-slow burn (?), p in v sex, semi-self aware cringe writer, missionary, creaming, creampie

eren x black!latina!reader / afrolatina!reader

✭ eren appreciating his sweet lil’ wife

your girl ever put down a plate of food so good you just have to take her soul? eren knows what that’s like.

he had that happen today, when he walked in after a long day of work to a plate of hot honey tenders with a side of mac and cheese and hand squeezed lemonade.

his beautiful wife, y/n, having just wiped her hands on her apron smiled when she caught his gaze.

“welcome home papi. yo cocinado para ti.”

he’s learning spanish but didn’t bother to listen to the second part, completely zoned out with his focus on her lightly glossed brown lips moving, smiling at him.

“‘rennie? i have a hot meal infront of you and you’re just staring at me?”

“‘cause i can’t tell what’s sexier. you or that plate of food.”

she bursts into the most beautiful giggles he’s ever heard and he can’t help but return the smile she’s beaming. everyday he comes home and is reminded to just how good of a catch he made, how stunning and amazing his wife truly is.

and so, over some RnB, she and eren sit for dinner. she has her legs to her chest in the dining room chair, pedicured toes and anklet resting comfortably. she waits, satisfied at the sight of her husband filling his stomach, until he’s ready to eat her up too.

——

“the only thing i can feed you that’s better than that food is this dick, even then it still might not compare.” he compliments in between neck kisses, you playfully swat him away and cower away into the bed. eren has since taken his shirt off and changed into a pair of shorts, you two deciding on movie and a glass of wine for yourself.

a glass of wine that you're close to spilling if he doesn't lighten up on the smothering.

"eren jaeger! these are white sheets! compartas y sientate!" you scold, still giggling, swatting at his bicep.

eren scoffs at your tone and moves lower on your neck, from the spot that makes you giggle to the one that makes you moan. and you'll be damned if you break your favorite wine glass.

"eren. let me- ahh- let me put down the glass. or i'll have you buy me twelve." he takes the glass, sitting it down on the nightstand himself while his other hand pulls you down the bed a little bit. he's leaning over you, dragging his kisses from your lower neck to your shoulder blades while his hands travel under your satin pajama shirt. his kisses are sloppy and you can hear the smack of his lips everytime he comes up to go elsewhere.

"thank you, my love, for the food." he says, finally using his lips for things other than trying to suck your skin off. he pulls up your shirt to reveal your breasts, nipples hard and at attention for him.

"mmm," you purr out at the sensation of his tounge dragging over your nipples, licking and sucking passionately. your hand goes up to his sloppily done bun, gently scratching at the back of his neck in a silent praise. through his own light moans, his green eyes focus on yours. the eye contact drives you crazy, he keeps it no matter what he’s doing, switching from kisses to licks or sucking.

“reeeeenn. ren bebe please,” you plead, beginning to grind your hips onto his thigh.

“you want something, princess?”

“yeah. you.” you flash him a smile that makes his dick throb, clearly feeling the wine with that smooth response.

it triggered something in him, if he wasn’t on a mission to break your pussy in before he was now.

in an instant, he’s between your thighs and ravaging at you. you can’t tell if that’s his spit or your pre running down your slit— probably a mix of both, but he digs in like you didn’t just feed him one of the best meals of his life. his tongue switches between moving your bud in circles, and placing deep kisses up and down your pussy. if there was a way to give a pussy hickies, yours would be littered with them.

his shoulders are flexing under the dimmed lighting of the moon and the tv long forgotten, drowned out by your moans. years of eating you out has perfected his science to a t, so needless to say the sucking sounds he’s coerced from your dripping cunt are beyond sinful.

“i don’t think you’ll ever know how fucking hard your pretty sounds make me.”

“mmmmm.. s-show me instead?” you ask rhetorically, rolling your hips into his face.

he pulls away to sit up, tugging off his black boxers to reveal his cock, standing hard at your attention. you spread your legs to allow him space between, and eagerly stroke him after he’s lined himself up with your entrance. the precum coating his dick gathers around your manicured fingers and the web between your thumb and pointer with each pump. he stops your movements and while he pushes himself into your cunt, he licks it all straight off, circling his tongue around your wedding ring. both sensations make you cry out.

and while he starts off slow, his pace never gets too fast but it’s still rough, making sure he hits your g-spot with every thrust and dragging the apparent vein of his cock along your walls. the one that splits in two from the middle to the left of his shaft that you’ve dragged your tongue up and down so many times.

“papi.. oh s-shit please..”

the feeling leaves your hands scrambling to ground you, and eren can’t help but find it adorable how you loose it no matter how many times he fucks you.

“calm down princess. you’re too tight, don’t end this too quick now. relax.” he commands, his hips stuttering slightly.

“c-cannn’t ren, hhhhn,” you voice over the wet squelch of eren driving his cock in, knocking into your walls harshly, and slowwwwly back out.

plop, slap, plop, slap, as the squelching sound of him entering you and then the rough slam of his hips once he was almost all the way in interchange. soon, your eyes rolled back as you barely mentioned something about cumming at your husband.

“cmon baby, cum for me.”

your orgasm sent your back flying up off the mattress, arching you towards him. the sensation of you contracting around him while you creamed and cried out sent him over the edge,

eren’s letting the most desperate groans out right into your ear as he empties his cock in you. the load spurting quickly then oozing from his tip as he slows his thrusts to a shop, eyes screwed shut while he holds your hips down on his dick.

all is still as you catch your breaths until,

“now roll over and arch for me princess.”

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Eren x caribbean gf headcanons 🙏

wanderlust | e. yaeger

word count: 1,440 [5 min 13 sec read] | ✪ content warnings: facesitting, six nine, handjob, eren using y/n like a face mask, he’s a munch in this (all hail the munches)

eren x reader / eren x black!reader / eren x carribean!reader

✭ drabbles of eren and his pretty beach bound girl. ( ps, sorry for taking so long anon. side note, everyone and their mama is jamaican, so the reader in this is not jamaican. trinidad and tobago i’m side eyeing you too. sorry not sorry, we need representation for other islands. )

eren absolutely gets himself into trouble just to hear you yell at him. he thinks it’s so fucking sexy, especially when you notice his hard-on and yell more.

the way your accent tends to come out when you’re angry just goes straight to his dick, mans can’t help it.

“woooii- ya make mi blood clot, eren! round with ya friends, can’t give nuh call or send mi text den tiptoe in the damn house like a ninja. ya can’t answer when me fa call ya name?”

he’s between your legs and you’re scolding him, finger pushing his big ass head around. he’s been out for a few hours later then he said he would, then came and snuck up behind you in the bathroom as you’re doing your hair.

yet all he can do after he’s put you on the counter is smirk down at you. he grabs you finger, guiding it down his chest and silences your complaints with a kiss.

it’s when he leads your hands low enough that you break it.

“jesus eren. you’re fucking nasty,” you shame, your american tongue coming back.

“no keep yelling,”

“ya fa be ‘shamed a-yaself.” you scold, trying to hide your smirk, brushing your fingers over his buldge.

eren takes u to the most luxurious parts of your home possible, he knows how much you love your families native country.

in college, he works his ass off to take you home atleast twice a year at fancy resorts or luxurious airbnbs.

as he gets older and more successful, the trips get better and more frequent.

your 10 year anniversary gift? him buying you a home at home.

eren finds the way you eat fruit with no fork adorable. he loves your brown doe eyes staring up at him accompanied by your sticky mouth.

“what?” you question, looking up at eren from your beach chair, mango in hand.

“nothing baby,” he smiles, bending down to grab a wet-wipe from your picnic blanket, “you just devour fruit like a bulldozer.”

“do not.” you protest, and despite him wiping your hands down his gaze is still set straight on you. there’s a slight breeze passing by, and his green eyes peer at you though his waving hair.

“stop looking at me like i’m that mango.”

“am not!” you protest again as he moved onto wiping your mouth and cheeks, knowing damn well you’re about to jump his bones in the hotel room later.

he loves your mango, grapefruit and pineapple fed pussy, he swears it makes you taste sweeter. before you, eren never came home craving his girl’s pussy like a meal. but yours? you have to claw him off you.

this time, eren’s taken you to jamaica, one of the carribean islands you actually haven’t been to yet. he pulls the rented jeep into the drive way of your two’s airbnb, coming home to feed you the breakfast you sent him to the market for.

“hi ren baby. did you get it?” your brown eyes and coily hair peek up at him from your book from your place on the couch when he turns the corner into the living room.

“mhm.” he nods simply, holding up the brown paper bag in his hand to show you.

but he’s craving a different meal.

“ohhh good! the utensils and plates here are so so cute, i think the host even left wine. is it too early to day drin- baby?” you question, distracted at the way he pulls at your hips and cuts you off with an absolutely nasty kiss.

“i need to be fed too,” eren says, briefly breaking the kiss, his hands sneaking into your tiny panties and toying with your clit. you know he isn’t talking about his own meal in the bag.

two of his fingers slide up and down your hole, collecting your slick, then slowly penetrates your tight ring.

“mmmm,” you let out a cat-like purr as his fingers slide deeper into you, moving up and down, riding, and he knows the perfect balance of thrusting to please you.

he’s swallowing all of your pretty moans, tasting the chapstick off your lips as he’s attacking at your lips, then your jaw. your neck. your collarbones. until he’s laid you down and pulling your cropped cami top up to get at the valley between your breasts.

he’s humming out appreciatively against your skin, tasting the soft reminants of your shea butter from a shower the night before. he travels, just a little, but cruelly ignores your hard nipples pointing up for him. he disconnects from your breasts with a squelch, sitting back up to pull off your panties and lay down beneath you.

“what’s gotten into you, rennie?” you ask, a little breathless between movements.

“nothing sweetheart. now sit,” he demands, pulling you up onto his chest.

“wait. let me touch you?” he doesn’t object and you go straight for it, sliding down his sweats and eagerly pulling out his coated dick. there’s two beads of pre still going down his shaft when you lean down to lick and start to suck on him, he slaps your ass.

“i’m eating. if you’re going to touch and distract me, hands only.”

and you do. scooting back more so your cunt hovers over his face, wrapping your fist around his cock. he pulls you down and begins licking at your cunt.

eren shakes his head lightly, pressing his tongue into you and passing over your clit a few times so deliciously, the downright nasty sounds of him slurping at your cunt making you clench around nothing. while his tongue travels back up to your leaking hole, he closes his lips around your cunt too, sucking.

“s-so good baby,” you praise, then get caught off guard by him prodding his tongue at your entrance and penetrating you.

and eren’s tounge is thick. not absolutely abnormal, but definitely matches his 6’4 height.

the repeated feeling of his muscle penetrating you sends you spiraling, tightening your grip around his shaft trying to ground yourself. with every in and out motion, more of your slick is pushed out and down his throat.

eren is addicted to feeling you come on his tongue instead of his dick, something about you creaming on his face? does it for him.

you’d think it’d be the way your hands swivel around his shaft that’d send him spurting sticky while liquid up around your hands but instead, it’s the way your hips jerk in their up and down motion while you cum, your ass jiggling on his face.

“ima.. ima cum eren.. i’m cummin’” hence the stuttering of your hips and your breathy, choked out moans. he wraps his arms around your thighs, burying his face further into your cunt.

“yeah princess?” he asks rhetorically, softly slapping at and jiggling your thighs, “do it baby. keep cumming on my face.”

“hah- fuckkk rennn..” you’re mewling, riding out your orgasm on your mans unfaltering tongue, drinking in the vibration of his words against your cunt.

“you’re such a sweet girl. my sweet girl.” he says, gazing up at you as you’ve now scooted down and are sitting on his chest. he doesn’t protest at way you leak down his abs.

“am i?” you return a dopey smile, flopping over ontop of him.

one of his arms wrap around you waist, rubbing soothingly at your bare ass while the other softly rubs at your scalp.

he doesn’t reply, instead you’re left to listen to the beat of his heart and rise and fall of his chest as you two share radiated body heat. you’re close enough to the ocean to hear the waves in the distance.

“.. okay, now can we eat?” you ask, breaking the silence, gazing at the forgotten food on the side table.

eren loves traveling with you, you grabbing him by the hand and leading the way. he’ll follow you anywhere.

“it’s a type of spanish lime but TECHNICALLY, but it’s more like a grape. it’s called kenip.” you inform him, tapping his shoulder indicating he could put you down now.

he puts you back down on the sand, having previously had you on his shoulder so you could pick the fruit from a tree growing on the beach.

he just stares up at you with the biggest eyes of admiration as you peel and hand feed him a handful.

“you like it?”

“yeah. i like you.”

“the stupid limes that are actually grapes, big head.”

“those too.”

he does like you. he loves you. his little caribbean girlfriend who’s smile glows the brightest when she’s taken to the beach. who cries in disdain when he gets fruit from the supermarket and not the farmers market. who’s vibrant dark skin, which he’s in awe by, enhances in the summer.

he loves you.

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butt bongo | k. eijirou

word count: 264 [1 min read] | ✪ content warnings: non-sexual ass slapping, you and kiri are just feral, established relationship

Kirishima Eijirou x reader / Kirishima x black!reader

ur boyfriend is just a little bit feral

your boyfriend kirishima absolutely plays butt bongo when you lay across his lap.

worst thing about it is he gets so aggressive and it’s not even to get a reaction out of you. he’s just so into it and forgets he’s on your ass and not real drums.

“KIRI WHAT THE FUCK- paws off,” you scold, meeting his guilty gaze and shoving his hands off your butt. your ass is stinging and your eyes are squinted with disturbed sleep.

“sorry- fuck babe OW,” he quickly draws his hand back, shaking it as it stings. did you just fucking bite him?

kirishima just sinks into the couch as you curl back up across him like a sleek cat, knowing if he tried to run and compromised your beauty sleep he’d have hell to pay.

you and kirishima are definitely just feral like that idk. you guys got very comfortable in your relationship very quickly.

like it literally just started off as one day he decided to sit in the middle of the couch instead of either ends so your butt was laying over him.

and he had mindlessly began poking and prodding at you, entranced by the ripples his manipulation caused.

it was light enough that you remained asleep, and the habit just continued. he’d even have his own beat specifically for your ass. he never played it with pencils on a table or his palms, it sounded best coming from you.

so now, whenever he’s absentmindedly picking a movie or scrolling on his phone while you watch one, you know what his free hand is doing.

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Heyy are your requests open?

yes!!! you can check by the pinned post on my blog aswell if you don’t wanna send in an ask🫶🏿

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it’s my birthday and we suddenly went from 500 followers to 700 overnight or something??? hello what kinda sourcery? thank you all.

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I JUST REALIZED U FOLLOW ME?? I love your work sm oml <33 🫶🏾

my luvvvv :(

ily and i’m so sorry i took so long to reply to this it’s finals season

the way you’re always rebloging black writers works is so sexc nd ofc i’m going to support a blog like that! i love seeing feedback from a reader perspective <3 i love u more gorjus

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outstanding ovation | t. fushiguro

word count: 596 [2 min 10 sec read] | ✪ content warnings: squirting, p in v sex, missionary, scratching, use of a vibrator, head, fingering

boyfriend!toji x reader / boyfriend!toji x black reader

✭ toji does not feel accomplished if he’s not drenched.

ever since he’s figured out you can squirt, he’s been absolutely obsessed with sending your pretty cunt into overdrive. he said something about it being his “personal round of applause”. and god damn him if he wasn’t going to put on a show.

“tojiiiiiii.. please papi i cannnt…” you plead from your position under him while toji fidgets with your vibrator, slowing down the missionary strokes he’s giving while he contemplates what speed to give you.

“shhhh. let me think,” he silences you, clicking through the different speeds to a strong, incessant hum on your freshly charged vibrator.

you squirm and put your hands out to block his torture when he begins in your direction, but he just tsk’s. one of toji’s fist can hold both of your wrists, and he uses that to firmly press your hands into the mattress above you.

he’s stretched over you, face to face.

“behave.” he demands, and you feel a sting across your clit that tempts you to close your thighs, but you know better. (the last time you did that when he was upset is a whole other story)

the flinch and jiggle of your thighs raises his brow a bit, a silent dare for you to disobey him.

“good girl.”

“hhhnnnn-“ is all you can manage back, staring up at him with teary brown orbs.

slowly, he places the vibrator to your already overstimulated nerve, watching as your bottom lip is tugged between your teeth and then dropped as you groan out.

his thrusts speed up, and the squelching of the two loads he’s given you earlier becomes apparent. your skin is warm, a little sweaty, as your ass jiggles against his nuts and the sight drives him crazy.

it’s then that he leans down between your neck and collar bone, placing suckling wet kisses. your toes curl and you can barely stammer out,

“cummin’, ji..” before squirt is running down the shaft of his cock. he’s entranced, quickly speeding up so the liquid splashes up to his abs and pelvis.

he could never pick, but he thinks one of your most beautiful moments is when he’s pushing you past your limits and watching the way your body and face struggle to react.

he loves the way your nails are clawing at his back and you’re pleading up at him like he’s a god.

as your orgasm dulls out, toji’s pace slows but doesn’t stop.

“toji?” you question weakly.

“just be good and take what i’m giving you, like the sweetheart i know you are,” and with a particularly harsh thrust he adds, “the one i trained you to be.”

he keeps goes back to the fast pace he was at before, plop plop plop sounding from the soaking skin on skin contact.

his own is approaching as he’s fucking you back to the cliff of another orgasm. his cock twitches inside you as he begins to spurt lines of cum into your cunt but his pace never falters, overstimulating himself due to his determination to end this session soaking.

and when you squirt again, he’s fucking filthy. replacing his cock with three of his thick fingers, keeping his pace while he interchanges from his lips around your clit to greedily sucking your juices.

you’re overwhelmed with sensation, clawing marks into his neck and upper back until your high is finally dull and you’re panting with your boyfriends head laying on your stomach.

“i have aftershocks,” you giggle out happily, breathlessly.

“yeah?” he kisses your pelvis.

“yeah.”

[killxio]

Baby daddy headcanons? Baby daddy/mama culture is not cute and shouldn't even be glorified, but you black women take pride in that huh? 😂

shawty what are u talking about.. the same fanfic that i make eren and the reader get married in? the one where eren is an involved loving parent the entire way through and includes no harmful stereotypes about absent fathers, fighting parents, etc. ?

plenty of families are formed this way (from accidental pregnancies (i’m sure u were one btw)) so had i titled it something more white-aligned instead of using “baby daddy”, would u react the same way?

“you black women” mf u have such a horrid scent coming from your asscheeks that i can smell through the screen, and if i ever smell it in public i’m going to run you over. 🥰

[killxio]

bluecollar!reiner headcannons

word count: 725 [ 2 min 40 sec read] | ✪ content warnings: smut, kitchen sex, blue collar men :/ but a good one, p in v sex in general, fingering.. uhhh

bluecollar!reiner x black!reader / constructionworker!reiner x black!reader

✭ you and your blonde-headed personal bob the builder

bluecollar!reiner who does construction and pools.

bluecollar!reiner who sleeps like a LOG. like, has rolled over ontop of you on multiple instances and it’s taken having to literally slap him to wake him up.

bluecollar!reiner who absolutely throws down at cookouts and get togethers, you and your friends and family are just so good in the kitchen and babyboy needs to EAT.

bluecollar!reiner who works so hard because his favorite view of you is on a beach, or poolside at a fancy resort taking his cock in a risky, barely covered blind spot.

bluecollar!reiner who, 8/10 times cannot sleep without your manicured fingers scrubbing at his scalp or smooth palms scanning over his body and rubbing soothing circles.

bluecollar!reiner who sometimes brings you small bouquets if the landscape of the construction site he’s on has some pretty ones for the taking.

bluecollar!reiner who saved the petals from those flowers and proposed to you surrounded by them.

bluecollar!reiner who walks so hard for literally no reason. :/ like, he comes home late after pushing through the end of his customers pool build and i stg you think the rapture is occurring. it took you a few months of dating to get used to the fe-fi-fo-fum ass walking he does but even sometimes he still manages to wake you up.

reiner finally emerges in the bedroom after putting away his lunch box and heavy work boots to see his poor poor fiancé glaring at him from underneath a pillow.

“i woke ya’ didn’t i?”

“yes mister braun. you did.😐”

bluecollar!reiner who does that thing in the gym where he uses you as a weight for his pull ups sometimes. your lock screen is a photo of you smiling as reiner is doing a pull-up and you can see his abs on full display overhead.

bluecollar!reiner who looks forward to the massages you give him every night, working out the knots in his shoulder blades, soothing the aches in his biceps..

bluecollar!reiner who thanks you for the massages by doing you one better:

the plat plat plat of his dick sliding in and out of you resonates through the room, and your back is arching off the wall. reiner was supposed to be carrying you back to bed after a show and a massage on the couch, but here you are only halfway down the hall and coating his dick in cream.

“please please kiss me” you plead, feeling the knot in your stomach tighten and swell.

he huffs a little and between your deep kisses you can feel the stubble of his beard.

“reiiiii ‘m gonna cummmm” you whine, looking at him with that hazy glint in your eyes as you release on him.

“good girl, so so good for me doll.”

bluecollar!reiner who’s socials are empty besides a few photos of you or you and him and MAYBE a selfie.

bluecollar!reiner who you send video rants to throughout the day to keep him company while he works. he responds with videos of his own if he can.

you open the video reiner sent twenty minutes ago.

he’s propped his phone up on the back of his truck, his work shirt is absolutely covered in wet cement so as he’s responding to whatever you said in your previous video, he’s taking off his shirt and putting on a new one.

“.. oh yeah and lunch was amazing. not burnt or overcooked. thank you princess.”

his video ends after a quick wink and pop of his gum. meanwhile, you’re thinking about the way reiner was far from concerned about his lunch while you were trying to make it. he had you bent over the counter, knuckle deep in your cunt and tongue circling your clit. reiner wasn’t focused on anything besides the way your wetness was dripping down his arm, but you’re busy struggling to keep tell him about the food on the stove.

“r-rei baby.. i have- fuck.. i have your lunch for t-tomorrow- ah.. on the stoveee.”

“uh-huh.. god this pussy is so fucking delicious.” he says, only coming up for air for a brief second and continuing to ravage you.

bluecollar!reiner who has a photo of you on the dashboard of his work truck.

bluecollar!reiner who loves letting you ride him slow while he talks over the plans and spreadsheets for the next big project he has.

bluecollar!reiner who loves you to the moon and back and will build anything for you.

[killxio]

one-shots/drabbles

⋆ 𝙊𝙐𝙏𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙊𝙑𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 - 𝚝. 𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘

ⁿˢᶠʷ · [𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: squirting, p in v sex, missionary, scratching, use of a vibrator, head, fingering] ⊳ toji does not feel accomplished if he’s not drenched.

multi-part fics

headcannons

⋆ 𝘽𝙊𝙔𝙁𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙉𝘿 𝙂𝙊𝙅𝙊 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝘿𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙉𝙊𝙉𝙎 - 𝚐. 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚞

ⁿˢᶠʷ · [𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: smut, fingering, p in v sex, pussy eating, exhibitionism] ⊳ tiny headcannons about sex with your boyfriend.

[killxio]

one-shots/drabbles

⋆ 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏 𝙊𝙁 𝙎𝙊𝙈𝙀𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘽𝙀𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙄𝙁𝙐𝙇 - 𝚛. 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚗

ˢᶠʷ · [𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: no explicit content, pregnancy, childbirth ] ⊳ a glimpse into life with reiner and your newborn baby.

⋆ 𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙉 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙎𝙊𝙉𝘼𝙇 𝙒𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙆 - 𝚎. 𝚢𝚊𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛

ⁿˢᶠʷ · [𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: smut, squirting, p in v sex] ⊳ short drabble in which your husband, eren, makes you squirt for the first time.

⋆ 𝙋𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙃𝘼𝙋 - 𝚎. 𝚢𝚊𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛

ⁿˢᶠʷ · [𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: smut, car sex, p in v sex] ⊳ you and your boyfriend eren have a little pr mishap.

⋆ 𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙃𝙊𝙈𝙀 - 𝚎. 𝚢𝚊𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛

ˢᶠʷ · [𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: no explicit content] ⊳ your husband and eight month old daughter are waiting for you on the couch when you get home.

⋆ 𝙒𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙐𝙎𝙏 - 𝚎. 𝚢𝚊𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛

ⁿˢᶠʷ · [𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: a munch munching, six nine, face sitting, cum eating, handjob, did i mention he’s being a munch] ⊳ eren with a carribean girlfriend

⋆ 𝘿𝙄𝙉𝙉𝙀𝙍 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝘿𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙀𝙍𝙏 - 𝚎. 𝚢𝚊𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛

ⁿˢᶠʷ · [𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: porn w a plot, medium-slow burn (?), p in v sex, semi-self aware cringe writer, missionary, creaming, creampie] ⊳ eren loving on his wife after dinner

⋆ 𝙉𝙊 𝙂𝙊𝙊𝘿 - 𝚘𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚘𝚙𝚘𝚗

ⁿˢᶠʷ · [𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: fingering, cum eating, clit slapping, slight manhandling, established relationship] ⊳ you thought it’d just be an average foreplay session?

⋆ 𝙉𝙊 𝙂𝙊𝙊𝘿 - 𝚘𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚘𝚙𝚘𝚗

ⁿˢᶠʷ · [𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: assisted riding, cockwarming, established relationship] ⊳ there is no riding onyankopon.

multi-part fics

headcannons

⋆ 𝘽𝙇𝙐𝙀 𝘾𝙊𝙇𝙇𝘼𝙍 𝙍𝙀𝙄𝙉𝙀𝙍 - 𝚛. 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚞𝚗

ⁿˢᶠʷ · [𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: smut, kitchen sex, fingering, pussy eating, p in v sex] ⊳ life with your blonde edition of bob the builder.

⋆ 𝘽𝘼𝘽𝙔𝘿𝘼𝘿𝘿𝙔 𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙉 - 𝚎. 𝚢𝚊𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛

ⁿˢᶠʷ · [𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: brief smut descriptions, pregnancy, childbirth, non-sexual breastfeeding] ⊳ you accidentally fucked the ceo of your new job and now you’re pregnant. now what?