The Realization This Brought Me Made Me Cry Actual Tears.. [not Mine]

PUSSY TALK! FT AOT MEN

STARRING - CONNIE, ONY, ARMIN, EREN

SYNOPSIS - just aot men, and times they wanna eat you

WARNINGS - very suggestive (duh), boys being downbad, cursing, gramar errors, reader is black and female.

CONNIE

peering over the edge of your phone screen to see a very tired looking connie, his shoulder sagging as he makes his way towards you slowly. you allow him to push your legs apart and slot himself between them, landing on your tummy and rubbing his face agains the material of your (his) shirt. naturally your hands come to scratch his head, which is freed from his usual beanie, smiling at the soft hum he lets out because of the action.

"hi papa." you say with a soft voice, continuing to scratch his head while you scroll through your tumblr feed. he shifts momentarily the pressure on your stomach gone as he gets up but before you can question him you stiffen, the feeling of lips pressed against your cunt has your phone almost landing in your face as you sit up on your elbow to look down at connie. He presses his lips against it once more before pulling away with an exagerated 'mwah' which has your body heating up, and your thighs closing as you look at him with wide eyes.

connie licks his lips, leaning towards you and caging you into his forearms, his nose brushes against yours as he leans in to peck your lips. "you so nasty." you whisper, scrunching up your nose at him playfully.

he gives you a panty-dropping smile, dimples showing and all. "she looked like she wanted a kiss though." rolling your eyes, your arms move to wrap around his neck pulling him towards you so that you can kiss him. moaning into the kiss connie leans back, lifting up your legs which makes you fall back with a squeak, he licks his lips again when his honey coloured eyes drifts down to your pussy and back to your eyes.

"m' so hungry, mama. lemme eat your pussy, please?"

ONY

you can feel his eyes on you as you talk to your homegirls, drilling into the side of your head and making you feel warm all over. yall only fucked once, and it's like this undeniable tension between the both you since then. shifting on your feet you turn your head to look at him, rubbing your glossed lips together because of how good he looked.

white dress shirt tucked into his slacks with a few of the top bottons opened, his gold chain flashing brightly and matching the grills on the bottom row of his teeth that looked so good with his jaw-dropping smile. he was so shameless, not even attempting to hide the fact that he was staring at you, not giving the person infront of him a glance as he talked to them, no, he would rather have his eyes on stuck on you.

clearing your throat you turned back towards your friends who all had raised eye-brows and a amused look on their face. "girl please do not tell me yall about to fuck at this wedding." one of them said, laughing loudly as you bit your lips with a smile and played with the wine glass in your hand. you shook your head as you brought the glass to your lips, "bye, it's not even like that."

the table suddenly went quiet, and everyone looked over your shoulder with shocked looks on their face they started giggling which caused your face to scrunch up in confusion. "what's funny?"

they shook their heads looking at each other as they sipped on their wine, one of them waving behind you with a smirk. "hey ony." your back straightened as you felt his warmth surround you his chest pressed against your back causing your homegirls to look at you with wide eyes and smiles, you tried to feign ignorance continuing to drink your wine with a blank face.

"hey, girls."you could hear the smile in his voice, and by the way your friends were reacting you knew he was. he leaned down so that his mouth was beside your ear his chain brushing against your bare back causing a shiver to run down your spine. his next words not helping your case either.

"tell your lil friends buh-bye so I can eat your pussy, and stop playing with me."

ARMIN

armin was fidgety. spacing out way too oftenwhen eren or anyone else was asking him questions. everyone was over your house for some party, and you decided to dress to impress. weain a cute little dress that fitted your figure perfectly, not to mention the colour compliemented your sun-kissed skin very well.

his eyes were constantly scanning over the room, looking for you watching the way your glossed plump lips widened as you laughed at something sasha said. feelings eyes on your, you looked over at your boyfriend smile widening when you see his gaze already on you.

you excuse yourself and walk over to him, sitting on his lap a warmth fluttering through you when you feeling his hands immediately find their way to your waist. a strand of blonde hair is twirled around your finger repeatedly as you look down at him, cheeks flushed with a pretty blush and ocean blue eyes glossed over, his pretty pink lips pushed out almost in a pout-like manner. "hi blonde."

he kisses his teeth at your nickname, squeezing your waist as he leans up to kiss your lips only for you to press a finger to his lips. shaking your head with a smug look on your face, armin's eyebrow raising as he looked at you. "nope. spent way too long putting this make-up on, your not about to ruin it."

it's cute, the way you think he needs permission to kiss you. the way you think he ould actually care to listen to your words.

armin leans back, pushing up his hips to the 'fix them' which pulls a gasp from your lips. his lips curl up, head tilting as he looks you up and down with a glint in his eyes. "so I can't eat your pussy?"

your eyes widen at his words, slapping his chest which causes him to snort, looking at you through his lashes with amusement. "why are you so vulgar?" you hiss out moving to get up off his lap only for him to hold you down, you rub your lips together staring at him, feeling your pussy pulse at the way he looks at you.

"m not being vulgar. one way or another im gonna eat that pretty pussy, even if it 'ruins' your make-up."

your make-up was ruined btw!

EREN

coming up behind you eren delivers a slap to yout ass, squeezing the flesh and snickering at the way you cuss him out under your breath. it becomes silent as he takes in your attire, your bottom attire to be specific, his hand linger on your ass while the other comes up to rub your waist.

"this new?" he pinches the material of your tights between his finger, eyes glued to your ass and how nice it looked in the material. you hum, not paying him much attention as you wash the plates.

"yeah, you like it? got it offa temu for - eren!" the water splashes as you jump, erens hand cupping your pussy pressing as his face holds a smug look.

"yeah, makes your pussy look fat. your ass too." his voice is raspy, he applies pressure unto your cunt with one of his finger, smirking at the moan you let out. a mouth is on your neck and you unintentionally lean back as eren fingers you through the material of your new tights, you'd be sure to cuss him out later for ruin it but for now you feel too good to say anything.

his chest vibrate as he hums, burrying his head in your shoulder. "you smell good." whimpering at his words, the pace of his finger sped up and your back arched into him pawing at his wrist as you felt yourself getting close.

eren suddenly removed his finger, spinning you around, teal eyes almost seeming dark as he looked down at you, his fingers squeeze at your waist as he swallows.

"lemme eat you out, pretty please?"

fede to liverpool ??!

rkgk

its disgusting im ashamed that people romanticize this type of stuff :(

warning: r*pe/'non-con' content

hello, people, im not sure if it will have some type of attention on this app, but im a smut reader and unfortunately i've been seeing one type of content that could be classified at least as a concerning one, yeah, im talking about that "non-con" things where, honestly, b*tches be trying to romanticize r*pe masking it with this little term they made up and ngl, i didn't like it, but honestly i didn't understand very well what i was reading, i just didn't like it and just, yk, kept scrolling/ignored, but one of this days, I've seen one little dumbass b*tch actually don't giving a shit about masking this sickness and just not putting any warning and actually ACTUALLY admitting in the middle of the smut that she was talking about r*pe and using it as a mechanism of entertainment for teen girls to read, honestly, im sick, im angry asf with this shit and that's it. Im asking very politely, people with with a healthy mind, please, report this type of shit, i made it without meaning to, reporting it like an "explicit sexual content", tumblr didn't let me specify and just made it and the content disappeared, i don't remember the user, but please, guys, DON'T let this type of content keep existing, seriously.

Also, let's stop pretending that people with less than 18 are not reading this, because you know they are, there's not even a guarantee that these people who's writing it is not a minor, so imagine this minors reading and writing this non con shit and thinking is normal and normalizing it, honestly, I don't know what's worse. that's it. im sorry for the curses, but i just cant.

everyone moved on but i stayed here. satoru with scars

request: ‘Can you please write a Toji x (blk)fem reader smut but she like one of those earthy girls with all the waist chains/beads and he like obsessed with her style and all the jewelry she wears. boho/earthy girls don’t get enough love.’

i hear you anon and i see you so here you go <333

ᡣ𐭩ྀིྀི₊ ⊹ cw include: drug usage (weed), oral m receiving, unprotected sex, riding, slight pussyjob, toji likes her sm so a lot of praise, PUSSYDRUNK TOJI!!!, sex outdoors (no one can see them hehe), creampie, an ‘i like you’ confession bc i’ve been watching a lot of rom coms lately///not proofread sorry :(

‘it’s a lot of lust not a lot of love’

you hummed along to the song as you made out with toji, your tongue swirling against his. your bracelets jangled against your wrist as you tugged on his soft locs, a low groan rumbling in his chest as you did so. “slow down toji, s’no rush,” you mumbled against his lips, teeth biting down the tiniest bit on his bottom lip.

toji tried to distract himself by toying with your waist beads, but it just wasn’t working. between the two blunts you both shared, along with a couple sips of wine—courtesy of you, there was just no way you expected him to be in his right mind enough for him to go slow. “i don’t want to go slow though,” he groaned, grabbing a handful of your ass over your skirt.

you kissed your teeth, now pulling away from the pouting man. you pushed him down against the blanket you had crocheted yourself, your hands now resting on his pecs. “you’re so impatient you know that? need my pussy that bad hm?” you giggled cocking your head to the side. toji gulped, his eyes finding it hard to stay locked on yours. eye contact with you was always so intense.

“yes….yes i am impatient and yes i need your pussy that bad.”

you smiled at his words, now leaning down to give him a slow kiss. you kissed your way down his jaw, to his neck, and finally down his chest. “damn….you got this worked up over a little kissing?” you teased, cupping toji over his jeans, earning a deep groan from him. toji didn’t respond, instead he just gave you the finger, too fucked out already to even come up with a proper comeback.

toji hissed when he felt you finally undo the button to his jeans, his leaking dick now free from its confinements. “go slow m’feelin’ a little sensitive,” toji grumbled and all you did was laugh, taking his throbbing dick in your hands. you gave the tip a soft squeeze, licking your lips. “now you wanna go slow? that’s funny,” you snickered, bringing his dick to your mouth, suckling the tip softly.

you ran your tip along the underside of his dick, fighting the urge to laugh again when you felt toji buck his hips up. toji wanted so badly to just push your head down, but you had just gotten your hair done a few days prior and he’d hate to cause you any discomfort. it was your first time getting passion twists and he was absolutely enamored with the way you looked with them.

“deeper—please go deeper y/n,” toji finally lifted his head up, now making eye contact with you but he reallyyyyy wishes he hadn’t. the way you were looking at him with those low, red eyes; eyelashes fluttering shut each time you took more of him in your mouth had him wanting to bust right then and there. toji felt his face flush, cheeks burning hot at the way you looked at him like he was the most precious thing to ever grace this earth—which in his opinion he wasn’t, far from it honestly.

toji’s eyes rolled back when he felt his dick hit the back of your right throat. “mmph fuck yeah—that’s that shit,” he groaned, bringing his hand to rest on the crown of your head. he didn’t grip it or apply any pressure, he just sat there and let you do what do best—suck the soul outta him.

the wind began to pick up, giving toji’s flaming cheeks a nice breeze to cool off. you made him so…so…beside himself. i mean for god sakes you had him fucking in the middle of a field of flowers, blazed out of his mind—it’s safe to say the grip you had on him was the most annoying shit ever.

“keep sucking me like that baby, f-fuck, take it deeper. be a good girl and take it deeper f’me,” you listened without protest, taking the last few inches of him in your mouth. toji was beyond fucked out, praises flying past his lips left n right and it only egged you on to turn him into even bigger pile of mush than he already was.

you pulled off of his dick with lewd pop! now paying attention to his swollen balls. toji’s body jerked, his heavy hand gripping onto your shoulder. “w—hah! w-wait y/n,” toji hissed, his jaw clenching impossibly tight. you lifted your head up, puffing air through your cheeks.

“i’m sorry i—”

“just shush toji.”

you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand before crawling up toji’s body, your lower half hovering over his twitching dick. you pushed toji down gently by his shoulders, humming to yourself at just how damn good he looked beneath you.

“you’re fuckin’ unreal,” toji sounded damn near breathless as he said it, his chest puffing up with each deep breath. his hand reached up to tug down your olive green, cropped tube top; his rough hands immediately latching onto your breasts.

“you really mean that or you jus’ fucked up?” you knew he meant it with all his heart, you just wanted to hear him say it. you blindly reached for the end of your skirt, tugging the soft material up your thighs. just as you pressed your panty clad pussy against toji’s dick he whispered the three words ‘i mean it’ in your ear, his teeth nibbling at your lobe.

the words ‘i like you’ were sitting so heavy on his tongue but he just couldn’t find the courage to tell you how he felt.

toji—a grown ass thirty four year old man who’s literally served time in the slammer was scared to tell you, a twenty something year old woman who was the literal embodiment of a fawn how he felt about you. what a joke.

“what are you thinking about?” you spoke softly, running your thumb over the stubble on toji’s jaw. toji shook his head, bringing his rough hands to your petal soft love handles.

“s’nothin.”

“liar.”

“i said it’s nothing.”

your breath hitched, mouth dropping open slightly at the feeling of toji’s dick pressed against your bare pussy. he felt so hot and soft against you and toji could certainly say the same thing about you. with one harsh tug toji ripped your thong off, tossing the semi soaked material to the side. you rlly should’ve known better with that one—toji hates whenever things are in his way.

“you’re such a liar toji,” your laugh was breathless as you began to slowly grind your pussy against toji’s dick. he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth, his brows furrowing in annoyance but mostly pleasure. he was already so close it was so fucking embarrassing. pre dripped from his throbbing tip and onto his clenching abs, creating an even bigger mess between the two of you.

toji bucked his up, puffing air through his cheeks to silently tell you he was more than ready for you. you gave him a small smile, your tooth gems glistening in the afternoon sun. “can i confess something toji?” you asked, lifting yourself up to balance your weight on your feet. you grabbed toji’s dick, swiping his tip between your folds before slowly inserting it.

you both gasped in unison, toji’s eyes fluttering shut at the warmth that enveloped his cock. “w-what do you need to confess you fu—hucking brat,” he growled, his fingernails digging in the soft flesh of your thighs. in one swift movement you sat all the down, toji’s balls now pressed snugly against your backside.

“i really, really like hanging out with you toji,” your voice was a little high pitched, rightfully so because you practically feel the trembling man below you in your stomach. you pressed your hands against toji’s chest, bouncing on his dick like your life depended on it.

you brushed a stray hair out of toji’s face, cradling his jaw in your palm that still smelled of the shea butter you applied before your outing. “you like hanging out with me too toji? you like me?” your tone was coming off a tad desperate but you could’ve cared less. toji’s adam’s apple bobbed, a pathetic whine bubbling in his throat.

“yes.”

“yes what?”

toji wrapped his arms around your waist, his feet planting into the ground before fucking up into you. “yes i fucking l-like you y/n, could you not—shit! fucking tell? jesus christ your pussy is so good,” toji couldn’t help the drool that slipped past his lips, it was impossible to keep his mouth shut at this point. your hands found themselves in toji’s hair, tugging roughly at the soft strands.

“i knew you did i just wanted to hear you say it. i like you too toji.”

i like you too toji.

toji halted his movements, his dick now in you to the hilt. you suddenly felt a warm sensation in your lower half and knew immediately that toji was in the process of cumming. you circled your hips as best as you could, milking him for all he was worth.

“hah f-fucking shit i can’t stop fucking cumminggg,” he groaned, burying his face in your sweet smelling neck; the scent of vanilla and caramel had him feeling more dizzy than he already was.

after giving toji a few minutes to catch his breath you sat up, his dick still sheathed inside of you. “look how messy,” you spread your lips, giving toji a mouthwatering view of your overly stuffed pussy. toji licked his lips, reaching over to down the rest of the wine that was in your abandoned glass.

“lemme clean you up.”

topless gojo at what cost… I SAID AT WHAT COST?!!!!

💒 ݁ ⪧♡︎⪦ ׁ 日味ㅤ✧✦ㅤㅤꨴ 𖧷 ܆ ͙ ͙۪۪ ̥ 𓉳̸ ▊▍ ֪ 🗯️ ׁ ۪ ⋆ᝆ ׁ 🩷ྀི 𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི ❘❙❚❙ ݂ ᨳ ֔ 🎀 ۪ ⳰⳱

⠀ꔫ⠀⠀〇⠀⠀⍰⠀⠀ര⠀⠀ᝪ⠀⠀⠀ױ⠀⠀♡𝅼 ⠀⠀๑

ᄊ⠀⠀♡⃘ ⠀⠀⠀₊ 𓆡 ۫ ♱ ‧ 인형 ⠀ﾉ ⠀ ৶⠀ഒ⠀⠀᱖⠀⠀♡⃕⠀⠀✿𝆬⠀⠀𖦹 🐇 ๛ ๋ ׅ ˖ ꕮ 𝅄 ׂ. ㅋᩚ 𓇼 ꯱ 여왕 ❀ ᨺᰌ ִ を 🅅 귀여운 ֙ㅤ 𝚣 ᶻ zㅤ𓈒ㅤ 𑁯ㅤ 🫧 ☆‌ ੭ ꒰ ੭⭒ ׁ ᛝ‎ ۪ ⵐ ܼ ദ്ദി（• ˕ •マ.ᐟ ׁ ⩍ ۪ ׁ ݂ ᯤ ݁ ݂ 𖠾 ׁ ⏱️ ᮫ ( ˶°ㅁ°) !! 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 ୭୭ 𖥉 ⃝🧠 ׁ ݂ ᮫ ➁➁➁ ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ ʕ·͡ˑ·ཻʕ·͡ˑ·ཻʔ­ ྀ ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊°.~♡︎ ݂ ׄᯅ ⋆݂ ✎⠀⠀꒰⠀⠀꒱

ूੂ ⃛͡ ຶ⵿ ⠀ ♬ ೃ࿔ ୨꒰✿⃨. . ꛒ ︵⠀⠀Ⳋ⠀⠀⊹⠀⠀𝅄⠀⠀୨

⃛͡ †⏝ིི᭨ ྀ ϑℓ‎ ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈ )ʃƪ(ᐡ꒳ᐡ Ꮚᵕ̣̣̣̣̣ ہ ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣̣ Ꮚ ⠀ ̩͙﹡ ̩͙﹡ ̩͙﹡❀ ✿ ིུ͠⠀ ࿀࿁ ‧₊˚ ┊ ✿𝆬՞๑￫ܫ￩՞꒱ა ၄ ۪ ݁ ⑅ ݂ ݁ ꙰ ♡⃟࿔ ̥°̩̥˚̩̩̥͙♡̵̼͓̥͒̾͘⠀𓎢𓎠𓎟𓎠𓎡⠀⠀♫ ໂ✿﮾᳜⡴⠀⠀ ❦ ▓ ⓵⃛⡂⢀⠀૮ ․ ․ ྀིა⠀. ⋆˙⟡♡✧˖° ʚ̷ ܼ ٪ 𝇄 ⟡ ݄ 💬 ׁ𝈹𝈸݂ 𐍉 ۪ ⪩⪨  𐔌 ᥩྀི. ˔ ، ꒱ ィ . % 𓂃 ᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

⠀✽⠀𓂃𓈒 ﹑ 𖣯 .⠀ᰈ̠⠀⠀✩⠀⠀ꮼ⠀⠀ꮽ᤻⠀⠀▞⠀⠀︖

ׁ 〻 ׄ ᨀ ⃞🐭 ݂ ⚞🎀・◦・⚟🌷︭ ܼ ׁ ᮫ 𐀔 ܼ ؘ 🖇️ ݂ ׁ 𐃑𐃑

🍓 ૮₍ ˃⤙˂ ₎ა. ੧𓍢 ♱ ꒰ྀི໒Ꮚ ´ ˕ ` Ꮚ𑇖꒱ིྀ ♱ ꢾ౿  𐔌  ᩙ ᦏ♡᪔ 𓂋 ꢤꢆ ୨९ ྀི⃝𖤐 ಣ˚｡

=͟͟͞͞✧⠀⠀♡⃞⠀⠀𔘓 ⋆.˚. 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᡣ𐭩 •｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅ ໒·͜:)𑇓 ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚⠀ᜊ⠀⠀𖧧⠀⠀੭⠀⠀࿁⠀⠀˙⠀⠀˖⠀⠀ꕀ

ଘ꒱ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀི ੭ˊ ﻌ ˋ ੭ ( •ω•ฅ)꒰ྀིྀིྀིྀིྀིଓ ᪖ ྀི ᩤ᭔ ꒰ྀིᵋ ꐑꐑ ꒱ིྀ ノ 𐙚˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ୨ʚɞ୧ (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ ᛪ༙ 𑂯

୨୧⠀⠀꒪⠀♡̵ ᡴꪫ⠀⟡⠀𝜗𝜚⠀✧⠀⠀✦⠀⠀

✐⠀🂱⠀᜴⠀𐂯⠀⠀⠀⃞⠀. ⑇⠀⠀ᄶ⠀⠀⌒⠀⠀⌕⠀⠀𔔀⠀⠀び⠀⠀‹𝟹⠀⠀𔓕⠀⠀３ ⠀⠀𝇁𝇃𝇂𓂃 𒄬 ݂ ꐐꐐ ݂ ׄ 🐄 ๑ ݂ ׄ ᱂

၄⋆၃  ꢤꢆ ♡̵ ᡴꪫ ୨९ 𐔌 ᩙ   ᦏ♡᪔  ໒꒱ ‎ ‎ꪆ୧‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‹𝟹 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ✦‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎✿‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ᨳິ‎ ‎ 𓄯ᩙ⠀⠀

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full offense but in this time of genocide, your comfort doesn't fucking matter. you SHOULD be uncomfortable about the fact that in various places across the globe, people and cultures are being faced with genocide.

those in palestine, sudan, congo, their lives are being ripped away and destroyed, they will never be the same. they will forever be traumatized by this, and by the face that the western world has been FUNDING their eradication. an academic year was SUSPENDED because their student population is DEAD.

YOUR TAX DOLLARS ARE FUNDING THEIR MURDERS.

sure, we can't control where our taxes go, but we CAN protest, speak up, share the stories and the images so those in power CANNOT get away with this or live this down.

people in palestine are begging us not to look away. they are begging us to share their stories, to share what's going on. to keep the anger and outrage alive because they WILL survive this, and they need all the support they can get.

and i fucking hope you can live with yourselves if you are quiet about this. it takes .5 seconds to retweet or reblog. fuck your blog aesthetic. fuck your anything aesthetic.