Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
◙warnings: dom! Reader, sub! Floch. hate sex, gun kink, degradation, creampie, rough, cock stepping, Floch. Smut, minors dni 18+ I block blogs with no age indication.
◙word count: 1.5k
◙summary: After Floch shows up waving a gun in everybody’s face at the restaurant, it’s time for him to have a gun in his own face.
◙note: @tinyjeanmarco thank her for the stepping and nipple play AND for being a wonderful editor. @x6nji @seraphdreams and @alert-arlert we were all thirsting over Floch so I blame you all FFFF I love y’all. Also I’m shit at summary’s I’m sorry ;;-;; I know @murmikaa also wrote a gun+Floch fic! Check it out!
A pretty steel gun pressed to his temple and he shivers. You wish he was shivering out of fear.
“You were waving this around earlier Floch. Doesn’t feel the best to be on the receiving end, huh?”
Sitting on his lap already feels disgusting in its own right but with his cock pressing hard against your thigh… it makes you want to gag. He just lets out a deranged giggle, hands resting feather-light on your thighs as you glare at him.
“Personally, I think it feels great,” he nudges his forehead against the gun and hums. His eyes could roll back just from this feeling, the thrill, the risk.
You scoff, “You’re useless, Floch, a good-for-nothing puppet,” you shoo his hands off your thighs and keep the gun against his forehead.
He already knows it is loaded, all you would need to do is cock it back and pull the trigger.
He cuts his eyes up to you and smirks, “Make me be useful then.”
His hands are back on you, too firm and too quick so you gun-whip the side of his face, causing him to groan out and stop touching you, “I get to decide how to make you useful. Not you.”
His cheek is slowly swelling up a bit as he lets some of the blood from his cheek hitting his teeth slip out of his mouth. Disgusting, all of him is disgusting. Yet, seeing him so feral and docile underneath you is making you heat up. So you get off his lap and stand in front of him, gun bared between your teeth as you take off your pants, leaving you in only your white button-up.
He’s staring like he’s seeing a miracle for the first time but you get the gun back in your hand and point it at him once more, gesturing him to do the same. He strips his pants and leaves his shirt like you but you look dissatisfied. So, he strips completely for you, slowly unbuttoning his shirt as he looks into the barrel of the gun. He sits back down, completely at your mercy, “Is this how I’m useful?”
He’s quirking an all too smug brow at you, “Have you tried shutting up? It works wonders for not getting your brains blown before,” you look at his cock, leaking pre and hard against his lower belly and glancing over his sculpted chest, “well, getting your brains blown out.”
He stays silent so you can just get on with it already. As much as he likes being a brat, he’s more impatient than ever. You push a sock-covered foot over his cock, stepping it into his belly as he gasps, eyes wide and teeth-gritting as his face turns red.
“Fuck-” he gasps out, reaching to grab your calf to loosen the weight your pressing onto his cock but when he leans forward a bit his head is stopped by the gun. A not-so-subtle reminder that he is at your beck and call. He retreats his hands into fists, balling by his side. You just mockingly pout at him before having mercy once you feel his precum seep into your sock.
“You really are pitiful…” You nudge his bangs with the gun as you climb atop him, “Just a puppet for everyone to play with. Eren, me, who will be next Floch?” He desperately wants to spit out an angry retort, something that will get your blood boiling just as much as his but the sadistic look in your eye makes him pause. You enjoy riling him up so you can push him further into the void of anger. Because it’s fun. Because it makes this a hundred times more interesting than it would have been if you two didn’t hate each other. He presses his lips together in a firm line.
You hum, letting your hand with the gun rest against his shoulder so you can focus on working his cock inside you. It’s angrily red, pulsing with need and adrenaline, thick veins decorating it. You resist the moan when you get the tip in, but the sigh when you sink down all the way is unavoidable. You can hear his teeth squeeze and a moan rip through his chest. The blood he spit from his mouth earlier still sits pretty on his chin, a drop that made its way down his chest, smeared and barely visible. His chest is so flushed, with anger or arousal you can’t tell which. Probably both, as it rises and falls which each moan you pull from him when you grind down. His nipples peaked and unusually pretty, waiting to be ruined.
You take your free hand and flick over his nipple and his reaction is priceless. He gasps like he's offended, reeling back trying to cover his chest with his hands so you don’t find a new way to torture him. It’s too late for that though, you are already giggling and moving his hand to twist it harshly as his eyes roll back at the pain, cock twitching inside your cunt.
“A whore for adrenaline and pain, what a combo,” you flick his red and irritated nipple again and his hips involuntarily roll up into yours as he tries not to splay his hands on your body, nails digging into his palms as they rest near your hips. You pinch his other nipple and he squirms but stops when the gun presses heavy against his jawline. Though the whimpers he’s pressing out due to your cunt combined with the stinging sensation coming from your abuse of his nipples and the adrenaline running through his veins make this so pleasurable, cock throbbing inside you.
But his whining is honestly… getting annoying. Pressing a hand against his chest to push him back against the bench, you push the gun against his lips and now he looks extra pitiful. Looking at you with sly lusty eyes, eyebrows pulled submissively. At least he can look this cute while you fuck him brainless because he is never worth looking at usually. He does as you silently demand, sticks his tongue out, and wraps his lips around the barrel, gagging as you push it down on his tongue.
“I bet Eren sees this often,” he groans out of protest but you just press the barrel firm on his tongue, “You like to be his lil’ puppet, don’t doubt he uses your throat too.”
You grind harshly down on him. Seeing someone you hate so fucked up and teary-eyed, all because of you is euphoric in its own right, your cunt flutters around him. He can be useful to you in this way, even though you would rather see him behind bars. This is your own way of trapping him, punishing him, even if he enjoys it. You claw your nails into his chest to gain some leverage as you bounce, all this adrenaline and dominance high brings you to an orgasm too quickly, way quicker than you wanted because this is Floch you are riding, you shouldn’t be cumming so soon.
He looks sweeter this way, shut up with a gun stuck in his mouth and muffled moans running through the metal. If only he was like this more often, maybe then you could tolerate him. Also, he really is sucking on the barrel of the gun so obediently, making sure it avoids his teeth. Maybe he does serve Eren in other ways…
You retract the gun from his mouth, wiping the drool leftover onto his bruised cheek before cocking the gun. Once Floch hears that dangerous click his cock throbs inside you as you set it under his chin. His hands can’t resist touching you this time, just grasping onto the edges of your shirt as he smiles like a lunatic, begging out for you to do something. You're not sure if that something is to shoot him already or to let him cum, but your hand is faltering on the gun as your cunt spasms sporadically around his cock. He immediately lets loose his cum inside you just as your pussy swallows him whole. Gross, letting him fill you up feels disgusting but it still makes your blood sing along with the adrenaline. Your hand is too tense, coming so close to squeezing the trigger as you fall forward into him, panting heavily.
Floch lets out an exhausted laugh when you pull the gun away and decock it, turning the safety on before setting it down on the bench. He looks even more deranged than before, chest red with scratches, face bruised, drool running down his chin but still smirking, albeit tiredly.
“I told you, it felt great,” your eyes cut into him as he repeats his words from earlier.
“It’s ‘cause you’re a fuckin’ brat,” it’s tempting to slap him.
“You sound like Captain Levi.”
“Don’t talk about Captain Levi while you are having the privilege of being inside of me.”
He just laughs as he leans back, arm covering his face from the light above the two of you.
You need to gun-whip him again, he looks prettier with a bruise on his face.
PLEASE WRITE SOMETHING FOR FLOCH. I NEED HIM. IM BEGGING.
floch forster x reader [f.f]
𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔩𝔲𝔟.
attack on titan [aot]
content warnings: degradation, toxic relationship, unprotected sex, creampie, hair pulling, semi-public sex, slight mentions of intoxication. 18+, minors please dni.
note: before anyone decides to come for me, i’m gonna defend myself and say i’m just really whore knee rn and not in my right mind. i hate that bitch. i promise. uwu (also pls listen to this sexc song it’s literally the basis of this drabble)
You hate him. Loathe him. Despise him.
He’s always been so confident in himself. Too absorbed in his own little bubble to pay any attention to you. Has he ever cared about you? During those times you told him you loved him with every fibre of your being, did he even bat an eye? He looked so unbothered when he noticed you were at the club, downing drinks and blankly watching your every move. You still felt like you belonged to him when he looked at you like that.
But you didn’t. And you knew that. So why were you so hung up on Floch Forster?
Why were you standing in a dirty cubicle, with your panties hanging around your knees and his hard cock pushing inside you? He gives you no time to adjust to his girth as he starts thrusting harshly, his hips slapping against your ass without a care for prying eyes and ears.
Floch touches you so passionately when he has you like this. “You’re such a fucking slut,” he groans, voice shaking under the force of his movements. “Always comin’ back for more. You love me that much, baby?”
Baby. An affectionate word; so why does he say it with so much venom? You almost wish it would come with gently wandering hands or soft kisses along your exposed shoulder. But you don’t complain when he pulls your hair hard instead, yanking your head back to press his lips to your ear. “I can’t fucking hear you.”
You cry for him, moaning his name like a mantra. I want you this and I need you that, all the things you know he loves to hear from that pretty little mouth of yours. And still, you don’t complain, because you hold out hope that maybe your words will finally strike a cord in his stone cold heart.
“That’s it,” he sighs, “if there’s one thing you’re good at, it’s doing what you’re told.”
Brows knit in concentration, his balls drip with your wetness as he continues to pound into you. His breathing gets heavier, raspier, until his thrusts gain a familiar urgency and his hand finds its way between your weak legs. He rubs fervently at your clit, a string of curses flying from his mouth with every push and pull of his hips. “So fucking tight,” he grunts, looking down to watch the way your slick walls grip the length of his shaft. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, ah— I-I’m gonna cum—”
Floch’s hand jumps from your swollen clit to your stomach. As his hips finally stutter to a stop and he cums deep inside your sloppy cunt, he presses down possessively against your navel, pulling you impossibly closer until your ass is flush against the soft hair at the base of his softening cock.
You feel so uncomfortably full, head hanging between your arms in shame. You figure he’s not going to bother with cleaning you up - he never does - and before you realise it, he’s buckled up his belt and left the cubicle without so much as a word.
Nothing has changed. Especially not Floch Forster.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Yes. This is him. And Jesus CHRIST he can be such an ugly little goblin-
But that’s the face of the ugly little goblin i wanna bear hug and rock in my arms. I wanna kiss that ugly face while he fucking screams at me to let him go because he’s got shit to do.
ahah shawty🤩do you write for floch? if so, lemme get sum hcs on dating floch😳🤪😩👹
— 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑.
WARNINGS: language.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: ahhhaha ayo 🥴 okayokayokausokeu i know it says on my masterlist that i wouldn't write headcanons or drabbles for floch but i thought yk might as well HJDFK if this is ooc imsosoRry anytime floch is on the screen he's always angry and j triggering people 😭
"i broke my rules for you."
let me tell you— getting this little weasel into a relationship was not an easy task. you and floch were, dare i say, the most aggravating slow burn known to man. somehow, you managed to do the impossible. and without a doubt, it was worth it.
had you not been a soldier, floch likely wouldn't have ever fallen for you. it was both your drive and your realism that pulled him in, as well as the lovable personality that came with. silently, he looked up to you. and during his rougher moments, he wished to steal your dignity all for himself. of course, with that being impossible, he instead chose to try his absolute damnest to become inspired by it. by you.
you're basically this boy's mother. always telling him that he's being too honest, always trying to pull him out of sour situations, always putting him in his place when necessary. some days, it's exhausting. other days, you feel as if you've already grown rather used to it. as floch's girlfriend, it's simply routine.
without a doubt, it's become a thing where you place an absolute death grip on this manchild's ear, yanking him out of wherever it is he's causing trouble. every time you do it, you'll get a mouthful of his pained complaints, yet he's never stopped you. again, it's your job to put him in his place. you know it, and so does he. pull on that earlobe, queen.
whenever you're genuinely angered by something, floch is actually shaken. like, mans is scared. you're freaky when you're mad. still, even when he's sweating absolute buckets, he'll try his hardest to fix your problem and put your frustration to an end.
expect to get teased by this boy about everything and anything. you're short? ha, sucks to suck. you're tall? wow, how's the weather up there? he may view you as an upstanding figure, but teasing is his go-to flirting technique. this is all he knows, lethimloveyou.
let's be honest here,, you were probably the one to kill that pizza cutter season three haircut. it was a funny conversation between the two of you.
"so,, are you gonna look like that forever?"
"what?"
"here, let's see what the combs are up to-"
you combed that bitch OUT, and the process of training it was an absolute shitfest. literally, you had to hype him up profusely so that he wouldn't tap out.
"W h O' S TH E SEXIE S T GING E R ALivE?!"
"I AM, GO DD A M M I T-"
yeah, jean despised you two for weeks.
working out side by side! yes, floch enjoys training with you. whenever the two of you need to maintain your physique, you tend to do so together, and together only. it's strictly the two of you for only one reason: neither of you can get embarrassed. the amount of times you've both just collapsed thirty minutes into a training session is ridiculous, and it's hEavenLy that there's nobody there to judge you. when one of you quits, the other follows. it's a great dynamic, don't take it for granted.
when the time comes where floch and the jaegerists band together, he bears no shame in asking you to join him. and while he'd make sure to keep a stoic, stable expression, he'd be desperate for you to accept. if you aren't by his side, nothing feels right. he absolutely despises this power you hold over him, and how it's bound to jeopardize his mission entirely.
still, he's far too weak to let you go. while your hold on him is enough to make him want to loathe you, he can't. why? because he loves you. and to him, love is enough.
when it comes to affection, you'll have to be the one to first initiate it. while he melts at your touch, floch is a bit too closed off for his own good, and that's a bit of a struggle. however, once you set things into motion, he won't be able to ever get enough of you. the first time you lean in to kiss him? he's addicted to the taste of your lips. once you nuzzle into his neck for the first time during an embrace, he savors the feeling for days. that first time you sleep in the same bed, he can no longer succumb to sleep without the feeling of you beside him beneath the sheets.
^ basically, he's far too confident in his ability to resist you. you greatly humble this man.
at first, he was confused on whether or not he wanted to be you, or be with you. does he overwork himself to reach your level, or does he take his actual feelings into consideration and make a move on you? many questions, not enough answers. he was,, very conflicted.
never will he ever admit it, but whenever floch is sick or injured, he absolutely loves when you baby him. please don't EVER do it front of people, but behind closed doors, go nuts. please, spoil him, it makes him feel better.
due to just how highly he thinks of you, he has a bad tendency to overestimate you. mans thinks that you're capable of doing literally anything, and it shows. it's cute, but overbearing. he's accepted overly aggressive challenges for you, only to be absolutely shocked when you get your ass handed to you.
like, what? baby, what do you mean you can't bench press jean and armin's weight combined while chugging a two-liter of sweet tea? u got this, babe.
if floch ever witnesses you all dressed up, he'll be floored. one time, he walked in on you trying on a strapless burguny dress, and he face planted into the doorframe. you thought he broke his nose, and he's swoOning over you.
a lot of bickering. it's typically lighthearted, but it's a lot. it's far too much back and forth than remotely necessary, and everyone absolutely hates the two of you for arguing 70% of the time.
apologies go somewhat like this:
"sorry."
"you better be."
"biTCH-"
nobody understands how the two of you operate— nobody except you guys.
I can promise you that this is literally all i will be reading on repeat for the next collective month. This is IT. This is- this might be one of the best depictions of this idiot in my personal opinion. I’m on the floor. Thanks. I’m laying on the floor dead.
“He likes to be babied but only when no one else is around-“ PLEASE. 💀 IM SO IN LOVE- EVERYBODY OUT HERE HATING AND MY DUMBASS THINKS THIS BASTARD IS SO FUCKING CUTE-
(Anywho- i wasn’t even the one who requested this but- it made my morning when i saw that it existed so thank you. 🥺)
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
hi :p can i request aot boys (you can choose which ones) and sweet things they do in a relationship headcannons?
Hi!! Yes, yes I love this! i hope this is what you were looking for ♡
AOT boys + acts of love
featuring: Jean, Armin, Connie, Eren, Reiner, Levi, and Floch
→ Jean
Always taking pictures of you
Ok listen...on paper it sounds creepy but it’s literally the cutest thing ever
Has a photo album on his phone dedicated to pictures of you
If you guys travel together he will make you stand in front of pretty backgrounds/ historical landmarks to document the moment with a snapshot
“Y/n, look! The mountains behind you are so cool. Stand here and let me take a pic.”
Picture date night at a fancy restaurant...Jean will make you hold up your plate of food and forces you to say cheese with his phone in your face
You’ll be constantly rolling your eyes but you honestly love it
His instagram feed is literally just you
→ Armin
Remembering your food/drink orders just the way you like it
Very attentive and can keep up with any of the seasonal changes to your coffee/tea order
Conversations with Armin just flow so easily and he’s so eager to know your thoughts on everything. It will melt your heart.
Best listener!!!
Writes cute things on sticky notes and places them in spots he knows you check frequently
“Drink water and be kind to yourself. Love you- A” found in between the pages of your human anatomy textbook
→ Connie
Trying to get you to laugh in any way that he can
Always telling you he loves the sound of your laugh and that he adores your smile
Never fails to make you blush 24/7
The best person to have around when you’re feeling down, even when you’re not in the mood to be cheered up and you just wanna feel sad, he’ll hold you in complete silence until you feel better
Such a caring bf 100% that’s not afraid to tell you how much he loves you
→ Eren
Eren will drive you wherever you want to go, whenever you want to go, no questions asked
He’s your little personal chauffeur
It could be in the middle of the night, you’re craving some greasy fast food and he’ll answer your call on the first ring
Eren in plaid pajama pants @ 3am. That’s all. That’s it.
He uses long drives as a way to clear his mind and always, always extends an invitation for you to join him
Would even carry your purse if it was annoying you, he’s just so chivalrous
Feeds you from his own plate
Just be prepared for a spoonful of whatever he’s eating all up in your face
Don’t bother declining
Never lets you pay for anything when you’re with him either
→ Levi
Takes off your makeup for you when you’re too tired
Is very gentle when doing so
“Hey, brat. I know you’re not falling asleep with all that stuff on your face. Come over here.”
I can also see him doing your eyeliner for you in the morning because his hand is just so steady and precise
He pretends he does it because he hates how much time it takes you and how late it makes the both of you but he honestly just wants to help you as much as he can
→ Floch
Always brings home something for you whenever he goes out
If he takes a trip to the corner store, he’s bringing home your favorite snack! If he went to the mall, he’s buying you a plushie that he knew would make you smile! Be warned that sometimes the little gifts are a bit miscellaneous and obscure like he’ll come with a garden gnome or a can opener even though you already have one in your kitchen drawer.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
✓ Live Streaming✓ Interactive Chat✓ Private Shows✓ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
The subtle reflection of space and its ever changing qualities is expressed in the work of Alyson Shotz. The American artist conceives large-scale sculptural pieces which stand as mediums in which one experiences their surrounding environment with a renewed perspective. ‘Mirror Fence‘ is indicative of Shotz’s creative approach whereby she has constructed a picket fence entirely from mirror. The iteration illustrated in this feature was a commissioned installation for Storm King Art Center in New York, and exhibits the physical existence of the barrier being almost completely obliterated by its glassy surface that casts back images of the landscape in which it stands.
baratheonpilled
ellievsbear
andulkaphoto
dededos
vaporwave
