i love this song https://open.spotify.com/track/5kfNriitmkNE8mUbZ7gbq8?si=ABipdw_BQqygrGqFEGPcEA and musician eren so why not combine them 🤭
everybody known eren is a rapper but my man got vocals too!! so imagine him writing this song about like an early y/n like in the early stages of their relationship. basically eren releases the song (it’s on an album or something) and everybody thinks it’s some club anthem because of the title- in my head eren has his music loved down ; ain’t nobody hearing until it’s ready!! it’s really this emotional piece about y/n.
this was probably the longest thing i put in cherry’s ask box but i just wanted to say my piece yall 😭
baeee!! This was beautiful. I swear you feed my delusions so well. 🥹 and this songgg?? I love it. I imagine this is how it came to be too..
tw: angst, mentions of childhood trauma, more reverb spoilers, weed and alcohol use
living a busy lifestyle on the road, going from city to city..state to state trying to make a name for yourself wasn’t easy. Your journey to stardom was one consistent of hard work, faith and sadly, a lot of tears. It wasn’t often that you had the chance to sit down and reflect on your past. But tonight, you found yourself in the one place that felt like a safe haven..around the one person you found solace in to freely confide in about your problems..
“It was the night of my first performance with the girls and I wanted to go run to the phone…tell my granny that I finally did it. But I couldn’t…I felt so fucking stupid. I think I spent an hour crying on the floor of that damn dressing room. Didn’t want anybody bothering me..”
(Y/N)‘s feet swayed freely in the crystalline pool waters, kicking alongside another set of legs underneath the pale moonlight. Stars glistening in the dark sky like a blanket; hovering above your head. But the hand holding your own was what gave you the strength to finish telling such a heartbreaking story. Your longtime friend and new partner, EJ The Don..at least as the world knew him. But to you? He was just Eren and that was all he ever wanted. Was for someone to see him for who he truly was. And the feeling was reciprocated. So the two of you were sitting outside, as you had done many nights before and just reflected on your past lives. All the things and experiences that led you to where you were today.. blunts illuminated around you and unfinished bottle of wine. Honestly, it was the easiest way to cope with sharing your feelings. Something that didn’t come easy. But with him listening along, you felt more at ease and comfortable..so the words flowed as did the tears you had been holding in.
“..my mama didn’t even congratulate me. Hadn’t seen that lady in years. Hell, I didn’t even know who she was until two years ago but the first thing from her mouth when I went back to my old hood was ‘think you can loan me some money?’ What kind of shit is that?”
he had never seen you so open and you had never been this vulnerable with anyone in your life. It was a new experience for the both of you. In a way, you felt ashamed..that maybe he’d view you in a different light after airing out your dirty laundry. Even though he left home of his own volition, he still grew up in a stable environment. You guys were from opposite sides of the tracks but even so he didn’t judge! And when you tried to apologize for your past, he’d clutch your hand tighter; placing a kiss to your temple before rubbing his thumb across your cheek.
“What are you sorry for? Something out of your control? I love you for who you are now and I’m grateful that you shared all of this with me. Stop apologizing for shit you couldn’t help.”
it was such a refreshing change from all the men you’ve encountered in the past. He didn’t show it that night but every word you said to Eren stuck with him. From the pain of losing the one guardian you’d had in your entire life to the toxic relationship with your estranged parents and even your stint of having to do things you weren’t proud of just to avoid sleeping on the streets. It wasn’t sunshine and rainbows for you, hence why you smiled so much now. Gracious for the life you had built. Even so, his heart ached for you..he wanted to cry knowing that such a beautiful woman with an even more beautiful heart had to endure such hardship. It pained him to not be able to find the right words to express how truly sorry and empathetic he was of your situation. How could he? Here he was some kid from Jersey who grew up well off while you were on the other side of the tracks suffering. He felt he had no right to speak on you or the things you’d overcome. But he couldn’t help himself….long after you had gone home; sitting up in his studio with his pen and pad, trying to come up with a new track. Like he had done so many times before when the woes of insomnia had kept him awake. He’d scribble a few things here and there..nothing sticking. That was until he thought about you…so helplessly crying in front of him. In that moment, he felt so weak; unable to tell you what you needed to hear. But he hoped to atone with his next gesture. Reaching over into the corner, he’d retrieve his guitar. An instrument only used in a few tracks of his but one he enjoyed playing the most. Strumming along, he’d hum a melody..closing his eyes to get a feel for what he was playing. That’s when it’d all start to click.
‘They don’t care like I do..’
from there, every lyric, harmony and melody flowed freely like the tears from his eyes when he pictured his precious girl, his princess in such a horrible situation. Scared, alone and afraid..he wrote it with everything he had in him. Pouring his heart out into that paper and microphone as he played the tune on his Fender. Singing to his hearts content as he had not done in a long time. He recorded it that same night and although, he knew it’d become lost in the shuffle of the other more upbeat tracks on his album, EJ gladly placed it in the middle of the playlist. Hoping that if it reached no one else in this world, that it’d find its way to the one person who inspired it. It was while you were out with your girls, tossing back drinks and laughing at a downtown lounge when it first debuted on radio. Months after the album had come out and he was long on tour across the country. Everyone instantly loved it, even making remarks of how they didn’t know your ‘man’ could sing like that. But as you hummed along to the beat, you couldn’t help but become emotional as you took in the intense lyrics. Realizing that they hit a little too close to home. It took everything in you not to break down right there. But it only further proved how blessed you were to have him in your life.
I hope you’re listening, (y/n). Wherever you are…I hope you can hear me. Hear how much I love you..
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AN: Have I ever written on here? No. Am I scared? YES VERY 😭😭. idk what to say other than enjoy I guess.
TW: Horribly written, contains thou of homos 😭
Kunikida x Dazai fluff
Kunikida sat at his desk, meticulously organizing files and trying to focus on his work. However, his thoughts kept drifting to Dazai, his enigmatic coworker. The way Dazai's laughter echoed in the office, the subtle glances they shared during meetings – it all left Kunikida feeling a warmth he couldn't ignore.
As deadlines loomed, Kunikida found himself partnering with Dazai on various projects. Late nights at the office turned into moments of shared silence, broken only by the clicking of keyboards and the occasional exchange of ideas. Kunikida admired Dazai's creativity and unique perspective on problem-solving, yet he struggled to articulate the growing feelings within him.
One day, after a particularly challenging assignment, Dazai suggested grabbing dinner together. Kunikida hesitated but agreed, his heart pounding with anticipation.
The evening unfolded in a mix of laughter, shared stories, and a comfortable companionship that Kunikida had never experienced before.As weeks passed, Kunikida grappled with his emotions. He found solace in writing in his notebook, attempting to make sense of the conflicting thoughts and the undeniable attraction he felt towards Dazai.
He questioned societal norms and his own preconceived notions, realizing that love wasn't bound by traditional expectations.Summoning courage, Kunikida decided to share his feelings with Dazai.
They met at a quiet park, surrounded by the soft glow of city lights. Kunikida stumbled through his confession, revealing the depth of his emotions. To his surprise, Dazai listened with a gentle smile, his eyes reflecting understanding.In that moment, the weight lifted from Kunikida's shoulders.
Dazai confessed that he, too, had been wrestling with similar emotions. They decided to explore this new chapter together, navigating the complexities of their burgeoning relationship while continuing to support each other at work.
Their colleagues soon noticed the change in dynamics but embraced it, realizing that love knows no boundaries. Kunikida and Dazai's journey became an inspiration for acceptance and authenticity, proving that sometimes, the heart chooses paths that defy conventional expectations.
I SAW THE “WE OFF” POST AND OH MY LAWD.
i’m like the biggest reiner simp not as big as you ofc ofc but my god. i just get so turned on at the idea of him being completely submissive to a femdom like you can’t look at that man and tell me he WOULDNT be at the most pathetic state when he sees a woman in high heels esp if she’s not even at his height? ugh he is so needy for her in the best way possible and would wanna do anything for her as long as she’s happy!! like he’d edge HIMSELF while he watches her touch all over herself and shit and have such a whiny voice asking his femdom to touch him… reiner my baby…
EYE!—see, I don’t know what y’all are trying to do to me but my words. 😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫 first of all, nonnie. You are an absolute fucking genius and may your pillows always remain cold and your dreams come true. Second, lemme just get into this before I start barking like a feral dog. This is literally my entire aesthetic wrapped into one. I apologize in advance for how insane this may be.
content warning: subby reiner (bc this just altered my brain chemistry), dom, black fem reader, impact play, oral sex, reader calling reiner good boy and babyboy, nipple play, degradation, mommy kink, foot play, spit kink, slapping, edging, slight hair pulling
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the sight set before him was one that only dreams were made of…an absolute vision of beauty, a deity among men and an actual goddess if he had ever laid eyes on one. A statuesque silhouette standing above him wrapped in latex..from the corset synching her waist to the gloves on her fingertips tracing delicately over his pale skin. Long black curls dangling from the top of her head to her shoulder blades. Fishnets wrapping around those thick legs and on her feet? Six inch stilettos with red under the sole. Matching the lipstick painted on those pretty lips. Dark skin glistening with glazing oil all over. The type of woman that only appeared once in a lifetime and he managed to be ever so blessed to call her his: (y/n). At least for the time being that was. Because your relationship was one rooted in control, power over the other and a clear understanding of who ran the show.
“Look at you..such a mess. ‘S so cute.”
the words rolling from your tongue like a snake hissing; so casually and suavely. Each one sending a tingle up his spine and down to his aching balls. Ones that had become excessively swollen with his seed and slicked in precum, along with his own spit. A result of the constant edging that you had subjected him to over the course of the past thirty minutes. Tears streaming down his face and Adam’s Apple hitched in his throat..suspended as if he were awaiting your precise command to release a single breath. Control and dominance that you had established in him early on so as to know his place when he was with you. His mouth was agape, letting off one pathetic moan right after the next. The sound of his fist slamming against his slimy base coagulating with it perfectly. It was enough to feed into your own sick pleasures, sure…the very sight of seeing him pump his thick cock between those trembling fingers; a six foot four man with such an intimidating presence reduced to nothing more than a mere toy..your personal bitch may have been your favorite kink thus far. But it wouldn’t suffice if he wanted the privilege of laying so much as a hand on your perfect physique. A luxury he soon wished to enjoy once you began to massage those exposed breasts in your palm..whirling your body in slow motion as you scaled your own frame with gentle hands. Pinching your own nipples, bringing each breasts to your mouth to suckle them whilst opposite fingers teased those silky folds and clit. Your pussy dripping at the sight of him being so helpless and weak. “Do you wanna play with me now, babyboy? Touch my tits..rub on my pussy? I bet you want to stick your face in it..lick my clit like a fucking mutt.” Taunting him with cruel thoughts of what he only wished could be.
“P-please..mommy. I don’t think I can keep going. I’m gonna come soo—“
his words and pleas cut short by a sudden smack to the face, thanks to the riding crop brandished in your hand. Not enough to bring him any real harm but to bring him back to coherence as he was starting to lose his mind! “Darling…my sweet darling. Surely, you haven’t forgotten how things work here, have you?” That voice as condescending as it was sensual. Your buttery like tone captivating him and it would have behooved him to listen carefully because you would not be repeating yourself for a second time. Shoving a set of fingers between his jaws, you’d jolt them around until you’d hear the sound of him gagging on them before forcefully tugging his head to eye level with both his abdomen and your heel between his thighs.
“In case that empty little head of yours can no longer comprehend, I’m the only one that makes demands around here. My love, you are nothing more than my pet and like a pet, you will follow my instructions to a tee..”
questioning without missing so much as a single breath, (y/n) pressed that leather sole to his balls, pressing down with the perfect amount of pressure. Enough to elicit a high pitched grunt from an obviously disheveled Reiner. An outsider may have pictured him as helpless and in a dire situation yet it could be the furthest thing from as he was in a state of utter and pure bliss at the moment! “M-more, please! Don’t stop..” not even caring that his outburst may get him in further trouble. In conjunction with the light pushing against his sack, you’d twist his nipples ever so slightly to increase the sadistic feeling of pleasure that was coursing through his body. Like a drooling dog, he’d huff and suck his teeth, tossing his head back until you clutched a smaller hand around his startle thicker throat. Regardless, he was yours to command. “And another thing. If you so much as speak out of turn again, I’ll make sure you keep stroking that dick until your fucking hand falls off. Speaking is a privilege, not a right. Do..you fucking understand? Speak.” The venomous declaration and question turning him into pure putty, as if you didn’t already own his entire being.
“Y-yes ma’am.” Answering promptly and swiftly as to not piss you off any further. With that declaration made, a smile would creep across your face and you’d pat his cheek as a sign of acknowledgment. After all, he lived only to please and serve you. Anything else did not matter.
“Good boy, now let’s try that again.”
can you write one when its like, reader x plug!connie where they like toxic off and on, but he still spoils her and all that because they in love fr. he's like a real jealous type and is lowkey overprotective. but they always together and spend alot of time with eachother
No matter what you were always gonna be Connie’s.
No matter how many times you guys “broke up” you still belonged to him and everyone knew.
It was hard to strive as a now “single” woman. All of your old hoes were wiped off the face of the earth somehow (thanks to Connie). Any new guy that has the potential of being just a one night stand was scared away by a pair of emotionless eyes that stared you down from across the club.
Every night out with your girlfriends was ruined, any attempt to hook up with someone. ruined
Connie was everywhere you were. You blocked him on every social media, but he still created more accounts just watching your page. He also had eyes on you everywhere. You’d often see some of his most trusted guys at the mall, updating him on your safety.
His friends are so faithful to him it’s frustrating. Your bestfriends were his bestfriends, due to the fact that you were always around you all just became so close!
But when you have a girls night out with Mikasa and Sasha they are always cockblocking for connie.
“That guy was a dick Y/N”
“I dunno maybe you should just get back with Con”
Everyone around you did nothing but encourage you to get back with him, even your parents!
They love having him around and he’s excellent help in the kitchen!
Connie is fairly toxic but you won’t really notice until you think about it.
He’s got himself so involved in your life and everything you do, people can’t help but ask about him! And that was what he intended to do.
There was no possible way you could forget him, he was everywhere. You broke up with Connie but Connie didn’t break up with you.
You lasted 35 days and 45 minutes before getting back with Connie. Ever since you “broke up” with Connie, you’ve been focusing on a clothing line you’ve been wanting to release. You gave up on trying to go out and find simple one night stands. You were fairly sex deprived but didn’t give in. Nothing a vibrator couldn’t fix.
You were over men and their stupid ass inconsiderate ass feelings. Connie didn’t stop taking care of you though. You’d get random paypals and cash apps from Armin or Eren. $850 - FOR from Connie :)
You still were extremely grateful though. This particular night you decided to go to a party Ony was throwing. You were going out for yourself tonight, plus you haven’t pooped out in a while gotta keep these bitches hatin
You walked through the entrance of the house, “Way 2 Sexy” blasting through the speakers.
“Heyy sexyy” Sasha drags out as she wraps her arm around you, holding a cup in her hand. You hug her back with a smile on your face, ready to get wasted.
After many mixed drinks and a blunts worth inside of you. You stumbled to a bathroom, closing the door behind you.
You lip synced to the song that was playing from downstairs, checking yourself out in the mirror. Your eyes were red and low, all your movements sloppy.
As you re-applied your lip gloss, a deep voice spoke out to you.
“You’re avoiding me” You jumped at the sudden voice, thinking you were in the bathroom alone. You looked back in the corner of the bathroom, seeing Connie lean on the wall. He looked good as always.
“Connie just go” You mumbled in irritation, not wanting to give into the man in your drunken state.
“What did I tell you about watching your surroundings mama, hmm?” Connie stepped closer to you, “Didn’t even notice me following you. How are you supposed to stay safe princess” Connie fake pouted at you, looking down at you with pity. You could reject him all you want but your face told it all, you missed him so much.
“Sshut upp” You slurred, attempting to walk around him and out of the door.
“Talk to me” Connie’s hand gripped your waist, pulling you back in-front of him. “There’s nothing to talk about, we areee overrrr” Your own eyes filled with tears.
“Don’t cry mami,” Connie cupped your chin, making you look up at him, “Just take me back. I promise I won’t fuck up anymore. I swear i’m going crazy without you, I can’t stop thinking about you. Just please come back home with me” Connie rushed out, the tattooed drug dealer fought the urge to cry. You’ve been ignoring him like crazy. A part of him felt like you were really done with him and he couldn’t let that happen.
“Okay Connie, I will” You nodded, letting your emotional state take over. Your arms wrapped around Connie, just wanting to feel him. “I’m gonna go home with you”
The next day you were sitting on Connie’s lap at Eren’s house. You sat pressing sticky kisses up and down Connie’s neck while he counted a few bands, a joint resting in his mouth.
Eren rolled his eyes as he walked pass you two on the couch. As annoying as it was, everything felt back normal again. You were right where you were supposed to be, with connie <3
thinking about toxic!yandere!friend group now but in a platonic way
Satoru.
Sug—
note; first aot post!!! #nervous
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content warnings; modern au, anal, thigh fucking, titty fucking, anal fingering [f receiving], toys (buttplug), spanking, backshots, possessiveness, marking, nipple play, in the titty one reader has tits big enough to push together
men who cum so fast when they fuck your ass because it's always so tight. the way you're clenching around him feels heavenly, and the sound of your breathy moans and begs don't help his case. men who come addicted to fucking your ass, making sure to finger it regularly or make you wear a buttplug so his fat cock could always slip in without hurting you!! & men who will bend you over the nearest table if you walk by him in those little denim shorts, (and he won't be nice!), slamming into your ass from behind as he slaps it, leaving red handprint marks before pulling out and cumming all over your lower back.
zeke, connie, floch, kenny, porco
men who shove their cocks between your closed thighs, thrusting relentlessly as they chase their high. the sensation of his cock squeezed between your plush thighs and your wet pussy rubbing against him was almost enough for him to slip a ring on your finger. men who keep a close eye on you all night when you choose to wear a playsuit on your night out clubbing, letting the fabric ride all the way up to your hips letting the crotch line press against your pussy, showing off your legs to everyone there. 10/10 experience, he dragged you outside to an alley and spent a few minutes marking your thighs with his mouth, leaving purple bruises for all eyes to see as you pats your ass back onto the dancefloor.
eren, bertoldt, erwin, mike
men who googled 'boobies' one day when they were nine and have never gone back. they're all honestly such pervs, always groping & ogling your tits when he's not fucking them. men who straddle you, cock in his hand as pre cum spurts out at the sight of your coy expression as you pressed your precious mounds together, lashes fluttering. men who babble absolute nonsense as they thrust into your chest, feeding into the warmth of your cute tits and sinful moans as you toy with your nipples. men who bite their lip to stifle their moans because they never thought fucking your tits would feel this good. men who last an embarrassingly short time before they're shooting cum, making sure to aim so your tits would be covered in his seed as you cheekily jiggled them, making him rock hard again.
armin, levi, colt, onyakankopon
all 3 because he can't pick a fav
jean, reiner
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hahaha doodleman
moe!!
plus cropped<3
they are not the same sized image but whatever
the realization this brought me made me cry actual tears.. [not mine]