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can I be 🎂 anon pls

first of all, abt the don’t die part: 🤘🤘🤘🤘🤘 (to ward off bad luck) …. JKKKK

second of all: TYSM ❤️❤️❤️

— E.M.A TWITTER LINKS .ᐟ PT. 2

ᰔ warnings: this is straight up porn so beware….!!! also little yap rant but i acc forgot i had this req i’m so sorry😭😭 anyways enjoy this n’ goon!!!!

⟢ EREN YEAGER

steamy morning sex

“sorry babe….y’just look soo pretty.”

size kink goes brrr

sending you vids for when you’re away

loves loves your tits

rough as usual

⟢ MIKASA ACKERMAN

putting you in your place

fucking you with her clit

almost as if she could feel it

no strap? no problem!

munch!mikasa

riding her thigh

⟢ ARMIN ARLERT

cumming in his boxers

whimpering (!!!)

68 + 1

keeping him quiet

riding him

fucking his face

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BEACH DATE WITH MARI IBARRA

𐐪 mari i. + reader.

synopsis:

finding out what’s mari’s business with you is bound to happen at the beach.

ᰔ warnings: gn!reader. no crash!au. some angst (??). beach date hcs + some backstory if you don’t mind anon. fwb. semi-public sex. internalized homophobia. fingering. nipple play lowk. kind of rushed to the porn…..i’m so sorry

mari who insisted on inviting you for a beach date with the rest of the yellowjackets, as a friend, obviously. maybe it’s post-nationals, and what a better way to celebrate their victory if not going to swim and have fun during this atrocious heat?? thinking of having a subtle affair with mari, which has been going before she even joined the soccer team. it all consists in perverted jokes and ogles, but it never turns out in anything more because, as she’s stated multiple (asphyxiating) times, mari’s straight.

mari who calls you on the landline to tell you that she’s going to bring you to the beach with her car (she’ll even honk annoyingly if you take too long) <33. mari who sighs out of relief as soon as you surpass the door, chanting you to walk faster: “mooove!! we haven’t got all day here!”

mari who’s a little shit when it comes to pick music for the trip. mari who tells you to sit on the front with her for two reasons: one, she’s brought her whole house with her, along with snacks, sunscreen, a ball to play with and a fucking parasol (mari who hates the sun); two, and this one she’ll never ever admit, she wants to be closer to you. mari who ‘jokingly’ teases you, saying stuff like: “uh-uh, i bet you can’t wait to see me in a bikini.” among other things during a pure, friendly conversation. as much as your cheeks flush with blood, you maintain your cool and make the joke wheel because you two always match each other’s humor (mostly).

mari who, as soon as she parks the car, begs you to carry half of her stuff. it amazes you how she was able to bring it in the first place. you come across the rest of the team with a huge bag in your left arm and the parasol in your other one. mari who hands you her towel and tells you to “lay it down so i can put the stuff there.” mari who, as much as she despises the sun, doesn’t mind getting a little tan before this ‘vacation’ ends!!!

the air is so thick with heat you feel your body heaving whenever you stand up, feet bursting with the hot sand. tai suggests to rely onto something that could freshen up your skins, and trick of fate, a fruit cart is visible through the strong weeps of the sun. “we can go there!” jackie invites with relish, and how can you possibly deny some food? you catch up on mari when she beckons you over to buy some water or, as a whim, a bowl of fresh fruits, possibly watermelon cubes. you head yourself to the line along with her as she stands right next you with her palms positioned over her hips. “ugh,” she scoffs, “i fucking hate how hot it is. i swear to god, i thought this cart was a mirage at first.” you let a little chuckle slip, only because it’s oddly enjoyable when she complains. “how do you know what a mirage is?” she fakes a laugh to roll her eyes in discontent, “ha ha, fuck you.”

mari who asks you to smear sunscreen on her back. and she does her thing accurately, laying herself down in a small arch & putting on a small show to ‘tease’ you- read: friendly speaking. you do as she says, spurting a good amount of cream on your hand before committing to the next step. if you said she doesn’t look divine in her brand new black bikini, you’d be telling fiction. does it bother you how much she plays along with the fact that she ‘doesn’t like girls’? this whole situation, more so for the way she’s smiling at you, doesn’t match with how she calls you a ‘gaywad’ whenever you show some respect/valuation for another girls. is that rooted in…….jealousy, perhaps??

thinking of mari who returns the favor, shifting from her initial point to sit & tell you to “let me help, or else you’ll become a fucking roast chicken.” when you aren’t looking, she catches herself staring a bit too long for her liking, pushing onto make-believe and pretend that she doesn’t enjoy who what she’s glancing at. you feel some kind of weird, as if someone couldn’t take their eyes off you- when your head spins above for a small check, it turns out it’s mari, who even pretends and flames you for your intuition, “what are you looking at?”

mari who adverts the group that she has to ‘run to the bathroom’. translated: a reason to grab your arm & head you to her way…..

it doesn’t take long to isolate yourselves, until in mari’s brain something snaps. hesitantly at first, you see her fidgeting with one of the bows the underside of her bikini shapes. eyes filled with intent, you try to ask: “uhm, are you okay-” you see her breath shatter bit by bit before she gets to firmly interrupt you with a kiss. a fucking kiss on the lips, from a woman who’s reluctant for a hug even. you quickly withdraw, not because you weren’t enjoying it, but sure as hell you want explanations now. “what the FUCK mari?!” you humble with utter shock, eyes widening to the max. she doesn’t say as well, if anything, she’s got the same exact reaction as you- silently, though. “i-i can’t believe it! you’ve been shaming me for ages whenever i would compliment someone else, and now you just come and kiss me like that? what the fuck is wrong with you?!” your hearts drumming with tension, mari feels herself on the verge of running away from the embarrassment. pupils blown and lashes slightly wet from the tears trying to escape, her mouth falls agape, attempting to mutter a single word out. “i-i know! you don’t have to preach me, okay? i’ve been…questioning myself a lot lately,” she sighs, purposely avoiding eye contact with you. “and i have come to the conclusion that i…” she elongates that last letter, leaving you hanging. you don’t know what to believe anymore, you can’t tell if she’s serious or just messing with you for the fun of the game. she gulps, now unsure of the way you’ll react. “mari.” you start, “what are you trying to tell me?” your tone seems a little more controlled than before, as if you were testing her. repeating yourself within the privacy of your own mind, it’s not like you didn’t enjoy the kiss; because sure, mari’s pretty and you secretly like whenever her jokes go a bit too far from being ‘innocent’, but you couldn’t possibly figure that she…

mari who lets herself go with her senses and, consequently, feelings. repressing them is an antiquated concept that she’s been honoring for too long….if she’d have hidden this much longer, she probably would’ve died. mari who lowkey loves the whole circumstance; confessing her feelings to you in a bathroom, while the other girls just mind their own business. though, she’s yet to know what you’ll say about it. maybe it’s just the thrill of the moment, but purely out of curiosity and, which is beyond your usual self control, lust, you lean back in for another kiss before she can even answer. this lasts much more, it’s slower and- fuck it, it veils passion beneath.

mari who can tell that neither of you plans to keep their hands off each other; and so do you, gradually nearing your digits to her hips.

the saltiness in her hair seems like velvet under your touch, her lips a bit rough in the way she kisses: as if she’s been craving to have a taste of you for months. her tongue joins in, carving its path in your mouth before you can give it room. as much as this is the first time you engage in such activity, mari wants all of it; what if you’ll regret it and, worst yet most possible case scenario, shame her for this..? she can’t be wasting this ‘opportunity’. she hurriedly withdraws a few inches, only to whisper: “if you don’t want this just say it.” all with your swollen lips under her gaze. is she serious? with the effort you’re taking in letting her know how much you want to take part in this (considering the kiss itself as well) how is she going to even think about that? you have no intention of backing up, for christ sake. you answer her question by sliding your mouth down to her neck, leaving soft kisses and, if you may, a few love bites. she probably shouldn’t be enjoying this, given her ‘reputation’ (and along with the fact that you’re in a public bathroom), yet even if she can’t control her inner voices, she’s getting oddly wet at this. her breath ghosts against your ear, muttering a weak “touch me…” instinctually, your hand dips in her clothed heat, and just like you both expected, she’s soaked. you start toying with her clit eagerly, pinching it through your middle & ring fingers until you hear whimper- read: whimper. from that on, mari threatens to make eventual noises that could make her sound weak; but you don’t want that, of course you don’t. “f-fuck!” about in a rushed gasp, which you’d like to expand. your pace quickens, rubbing on her clit faster & harder as her composure falters. your mouth clings onto her skin like glue, spit dribbling as you slither to her cleavage to, consequently, one of her breasts. nipples poking from the bathing suit, your first thought is to glance over them with a brush as delicate as a feather, softly snoozing your mouth on one as the other feels up the warmth of your free hand.

mari who pretends like nothing happened afterwards????

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i need jackie to ride my face after a heated argument. like we're both so upset, and she needs to put me in my place ☹️ her cunt smothering me so much i can't breathe but she doesn't stop bc that's what i get for starting an argument with her anyway 😫 maybe a little hair pulling, maybe her calling me names... :P

oh mina you cooked….dom!mean!jackie who’s still a bottom guys!!!

jackie who’s got the feeling that she’s always right. as a matter of fact, the only dream of surpassing her decisions/convictions is a total utopia. every argument you have ends up with jackie proving you how in the wrong you are, and her methods for that are….surely interesting!!!! jackie who uses your ‘submission’ to her advantage, making you do whatever she wants in order to search for forgiveness.

jackie, whose favorite technique to shut you up (whenever she’s horny) is to….sit on your face!! she doesn’t care how nasty it sounds, the best and probably only way to gain your control reduces to this- not that you complain about it…..if anything, it’s a blessing that this is her best way to!!!

jackie who smothers you with her crotch. her whole pussy in your mouth has you lapping like a whiny bitch, though you technically aren’t receiving anything. if the shoe fits, you’re the one who’s being treated like a puppet & jackie’s the ventriloquist; yet, to her utter shock, you enjoy it far more than you should. her thighs frame your face just perfectly, her engorged clit hangs in between your lips, already glossy with her slick.

one hand of hers comes to tug at your hair, gripping it with force as she quite literally humps your face unconsciously. “fucking bitch-” she rasps, following her insult with a loud moan escaping from the back of her throat. her tone is punishing, punctuating her point to death as she chases her own pleasure, uncaring of letting you run.

“j-jackie..” you attempt to mutter, turned down and muffled from the way you choke. her clit pulses against your tongue, her hips jerk every time you catch the perfect angle for her arousal.

“shut up,” she stays incoherent on her own words; as much as she wants to keep a stance on wherever this is taking place, her moans betray her to the hilt. “m’still so disappointed in you,”

jackie who spanks your clit….? i’d see her doing it just to hold your tongue, letting her inner captain attitude slip & watch your body squirm under her touch.

secretly edging jackie??? maybe you don’t even tell her when it happens, just letting her notice in the meanwhile of her insults. firstly she’s too mad to acknowledge that you literally stopped flicking your tongue on her bud, hence why, as soon as she does, her fingers tighten on your hair. “who told you to stop?” as she places herself harder on your face, mounting you for all it’s worth. “don’t you ever- you have to remember you’re in the wrong!”

“yeah sure-” you start, until she shoves her crotch back to where it belongs, making you gag on your words. you whimper around her, the vibrations crawling up her spine within the speed of sound.

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first katara work feat. toph 🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️ i’m so atla pilled rn, also this is a bit short but i needed to post something :((((

katara and toph fighting for dominance, searching & thriving on whatever reactions they can drawl out of you. the first to ever announce- soft launch the idea, unbelievable to say, is katara herself, who’s been dreaming of putting both of you in this predicament. and, latter to a fault, how is toph going to say no?

starting off with katara, who strips you off and pulls your pants & underwear down to your ankles, gripping them with ease as she throws them somewhere in the room. her touch is as light as a feather, delicate to the point it barely grazes your skin. given the fact that you’re already squirming underneath her gaze, her approach as a whole seems carefully crafted to make you feel safe; because, what common knowledge is, the last thing katara wants is to overwhelm you from the very beginning.

“don’t be scared,” she murmurs, tone sweet as a kiss, “we’ve got you.”

your wetness already soaks through your panties, the fabric clings onto your puffy folds & strains against pressure to evaluate the outline of your cunt. without a single warning, toph has the brilliant (if not devilish) idea to push a finger over the mess you’ve gathered in between your plush thighs, right above your perked-up clit. your breath hitches, hips jerking upwardly to her hand. “fuckk,” toph grins, “this pussy….so fucking damp for me,”

her movements don’t grow unnoticed, as if she totally blanked on the fact that she isn’t the only person contributing on your pleasure, just when katara initiates the process: soft kisses trail down from your neck to your cleavage, the fresh smell of sex driving you insane. “toph,” she starts, turning her head right away, “be nice to her.”

“yeah, whatever….”

just when toph’s pace becomes more promising, katara’s lips seal around your nipple, soon for her tongue to twirl and discover how long it’ll take to harden- little to nothing. blood flushes in your cheeks, blending through a rosy color. “ugh- like that…” you mewl, impatient for whatever they’re bound to throw at you.

as much as toph cannot fully comprehend what’s going on, your languid moan doesn’t pass for unnoticed. she wonders; was it because of me? or for katara??

that sprouts her to press her fingers roughly, more so than before. your clothed cunt clenches & unclenches around nothing, the wet stain growing overtime. katara can’t do anything but hum with her mouth full, processing her breath through her nose- until, to your surprise, she swats away a few inches with a wet pop, a string of saliva portraying her attachment towards you.

with your head thrown back, her attempt to make eye contact seems like a waste of benevolence. her enchanting blue eyes show upon lightning in pure content, as in to make you see how much she’s been craving this.

“you look insanely beautiful,” she rasps, “i can’t believe i’ve waited eons for this to happen-”

“hey!” toph interrupts, “don’t you think you’re the only who’s been thinking about this all along!”

katara’s eyes roll in pettiness, to then punctuate her initial point and stance. “well, i was the one suggesting this. you know it, i know it and most importantly, she knows it.”

toph’s pace doesn’t falter, it’s as unrelenting as it’s been since the start. your own clit pulses, toph’s fingers don’t struggle one bit to slide up & down your clothed crotch, given the sheer of wetness your throbbing cunt manages to produce.

“i bet i can make her cum faster than you ever will.”

katara gulps in rage, determined to actually witness toph’s defeat. “you wish,” states as her mouth takes its place back on your sore nipple, now thoroughly lubed in her spit.

the two actions combined have you squinting your hips upwards, whimpering like a bitch in heat. “fuckfuckfuck- ahh!! s-so good…so good….”

katara genuinely seems fully concentrated on making you cum from sucking on your nipples only, which is truly challenging….though, with a woman as strong as her, nothing’s impossible.

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