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if this mf looks at I'd be scared
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@flocholate-chip
He has the most intimidating and softest eyes I've ever seen
if this mf looks at I'd be scared

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YOUR FIC BLESSED MY DAY 😭🙏🏻
IM SO GLAD. FEEDING THE FLOCH FANDOM IS MY JOB. I HOPE YOUR DAY STAYS BLESSED AND AMAZING.
imagine comforting floch after he has a nightmare n petting his hair while he clings onto you im going to be ill i love him sm
Omfg literally imagine though. It’s late and the window is slightly cracked and the room is chilly, and you have the blanket pulled up over your shoulder on the verge of sleep. The door startled you when you hear a soft bang, and then you realize somebody is knocking on the wood. They sound so hesitant and unsure. You’ve been at the yeagarist base as a ‘prisoner’ for about a week now. I put parentheses on prisoner because you aren’t even sure if you can consider yourself one. You’re given almost full reign of the base, simply because for reasons you can’t understand, the devoted charismatic ginger is so so desperate that you see his point and join his side. He could care less if the others agree with them, he’ll mow them down, and yet for some reason it’s so important to him that you agree with him. You don’t get it, but what can you really do?
And then you find yourself laying there questioning which buttfuck yeagarist is knocking on your door so late. It surely isn’t an emergency. There would be more shouting outside, or the knocks would be more urgent at least. The knocks seem so light the person might as well not even be trying to wake you up, which defeated the whole purpose of wrapping their knuckles on the wooden door in the first place.
None the less you find yourself getting up, pulling on your robe as you adjust the silk of the outfit you’re wearing. (Depending on your gender preference that could be a nightgown or maybe you’re just a really classy homie rocking a silk button down. You know? Feel yourself.)
You don’t even bother tying the thick fluffy robe completely around your waist, as you don’t feel you have time. By the time your bare feet had hit the floor to make their way to your door the knocking had already slowed. And by the time you were at the door, adjusting the silk of your sleepwear to make sure you were presentable, the knocking had completely stoppped.
Your hand brushes against the cold metal of the handle, tainted by the chilled air, and you shiver slightly before pushing down on it and pulling open the door to the sight of....
Nothing....
You stare for a moment in shock and confusion at the empty doorway, blinking a couple of times before clearing your throat, muttering a soft
“What the fuck...?” Under your breath as you barely stepped out into the hallway, looking down both ways. If you saw no one... you were going to assume you were being fucked with, or this place was haunted as fuck.
You looked left and the hallway was empty... so you looked right,
Just in time to catch a sliver of ginger hair attempting to quickly disappear around the corner.
So you stepped out just a little further into the hall, squinting slightly in the dark before stepping out after the person. You just needed to get close enough to see who was fucking with you and then-
Your hand hit their shoulder, whipping them around quickly, which they didn’t seem to like, as they quickly flinched away. You weren’t sure how you’d moved fast enough to catch up with them already but, god speed you know?
None the less, when you saw the face of the person standing before you, you were left momentarily shocked, trying to piece together what the fuck was happening.
“Forster???”
He grimaced and looked away. You stood there for a moment, mouth opening and closing confusedly like a fish out of water. You caught your breath then, and took in a gasp of air, preparing to use it to go off on him and ask him why he was playing such a cheap prank as ding dong ditching. Didn’t he have better things to do???
But then- you stopped yourself, one finger pointed out in front of your face and mouth hanging open as if you were about to begin to make a statement but... you couldn’t. You were caught off guard by something else.
Maybe you had just connected that he flinched when you first touched him. Or maybe you were finally questioning why his cheeks were so red. His eyes were puffy.... nose just as red as his flushed cheeks. He was biting his lower lip slightly, brows furrowed. Both of his fists were clenched at his sides tightly. His ken doll cut of ginger hair was... messy. It was parted at an odd direction to the left, part of it sticking up at an odd angle as if he’d just rolled out of bed.
The closer you looked... come to think of it. His green military jacket looked hastily thrown on.... the uniform underneath softer than usual.... sleep where? Were his shoulders shaking???
Your hand dropped slowly back to your side as you watched his face. He refused to seem to want to meet your gaze. So, for a moment you both just stood there in silence before you finally softly muttered,
“Floch??” You tried to be careful with your tone. You weren’t sure what state the self appointed captain was in.
He took in a deep breath, and then suddenly blurred out.
“So do you hate me? Or what??”
You stared in absolute awe for a second as you tried to process the word vomit that had just been thrown at you. Finally, squinting slightly in confusion you murmured,
“What? No- i don’t hate you floch... what are you doing though it’s late? Surely you’re not outside my door at three in the morning to ask me if i am fond of you or not.”
“So you don’t hate me?” He dodged your question.
“Why won’t you listen to me then? Nothing is working out right now- these battles are going to shit and it seems like we’re loosing and-“
You’d never seen him like this.
“These people are relying on me!” He continued,
“They’re relying on me to be eren’s voice! And I’m only trying to do what’s right for the sake of Eldia and i really can’t keep fighting this hard without-“
“Floch- what the hell are you-“
“I need you!” He spat.
“All you do is deny me but i need you, don’t you get that?”
You found yourself silent again, standing there staring at the ginger in shock, you had no idea how to process what you were hearing.
“I need you like you were there for me four years ago....” he whispered. And finally he made eye contact with you, and you noticed the fresh glaze of liquid on his lower lids. The way it made his golden brown eyes glisten in the moonlight coming from the small hall window. His lip was trembling, his voice cracked.
“I lost everyone... y/n.... and you were the ONLY one that was there for me? Why- i don’t know, you had so many other things to do and you chose to stick by me.... i need you like that again.... please... tell me you’ll stand by me again.”
“Floch...” you were quiet for a moment, trying to find your words, and then you spoke.
“You’re one of my closest comrades-“ at the word ‘comrade’ you watched the light leave his eyes a little bit, and you stumbled to reword your sentence, not quite sure where you went wrong.
“You know I’ll always stand by you- even if i don’t support what you-“
“I need you more than i needed you then-“ he interrupted you.
“I wanted you more then... but.... i need you more now.”
“Floch- what in the world are you talking ab-“ you could barely get a word in with the ginger being as worked up as he was.
“I need you more now! I need you in a different way!”
“Floch!” You whisper hissed, reaching out and slapping a hand over his mouth. He let out a muffled shout, which you aggressively shushed.
“What has gotten into you, do you want to wake up everyone in this base?!?” You hissed. He was quiet for a moment, glancing back and forth from your hand to your eyes. You cleared your throat and then in a calmer tone, very gently whispered.
“I don’t know what you mean by a different way, Floch i need you to really explain to me what you need from me because i can’t help you if you don’t explain to me what the fuck is running through that muddled little mind of yours....”
“Y/n....” he whimpered slightly, looking desperate if not almost hopeless.
“You’ve been my only real friend for years.... always sticking around me and staying with me when things were at their worst. Defending me.... caring for me... you’d have to understand where i get off wanting more out of this relationship.”
“I mean... maybe?” You muttered.
“But- I’m not sure I’m following. You’re ranting frantically and By the walls you’re shaking like a leaf.... why don’t we get you some tea and then you can explain to me what-“
You were cut off by something warm pressed against your lips, and you fought for a moment before realizing it was the ginger’s desperate... and awkward attempt at kissing you. It wasn’t... the best kiss you’d ever had in regards to technique but... something about it still set your body on fire. Within seconds, without even thinking you’d thrown your arms around his neck, gently pulling him closer. His whole body shuttered at your welcoming invite his romantic advance and he tilted his head slightly to deepen the sloppy kiss. He was simply desperate to feel you on his skin. You weren’t pushing him off... after weeks of your avoidant behavior you weren’t pushing him off. You weren’t telling him to get the fuck away from you. He felt his knees buckle slightly, but he didn’t think it was that big of a deal until you’d gasped. He only then realized his lips weren’t on yours anymore, and he was leaned into you awkwardly, topped over on his knees in front of you.
“Floch....” you muttered softly, slipping a hand around to gently support him before he fell completely over.
“Woah woah.... you never explained why you’d been crying. What’s going on... are you okay?”
He cleared his throat, tiredly resting his head against your stomach as he tried to grab his bearings again, grunting out in embarrassment,
“Sorry i just.... i.... i had a nightmare is all... it’s not that big of a deal... listen... um.”
With this new found fuck up he was having to face, he was quickly considering the option of just retreating and not having to face the fact that he just kissed you and collapsed.
“Maybe i should just go back to my room and we can talk about this tomorrow over tea? I-“
“Floch.... no.” You sighed quietly, slipping a hand gently around his torso.
“Come on.... come sleep in my bed.... it’s okay.”
He was still for a moment, contemplating, before nodding.
Your room was still cool, but he found comfort in the chilly air even after he took off his jacket, exposing his arms to the cold. Sliding into the bed against your warm body seemed to ease every ounce of cold in the room, and he welcomed the offer to gently nuzzle his face into your plush chest, soothed by the sound of your heart beat.
“So this is why you’ve been so intent on keeping me around, huh?” You joked softly as you gently brought a hand up to card through his hair.
“Because you love me?”
Your smile dropped from smug to adoring, however, when he softly responded with only a sleepy,
“Mhm.... i... love you.” Into your chest, muffled by your skin. Gently, you curled yourself around him, pressing a kiss to the top of his head as you wrapped your leg around his torso to pull him closer.
“I love you too flochy....” you whispered softly as you carded your fingers through the ginger’s soft locks, stopping to gently toy with his adorable bangs.
“Get some sleep...” you sighed as you shut your eyes, feeling him hug you tighter.
“And you’ll still be here when i wake up?” He questioned hesitantly, to which you softly replied,
“Promise....”
And when sunrise came, you were, face still buried in his hair, breathing softly. He needed you more than you expected, but you still had no problem coming in clutch. After all, it wasn’t always easy to love him, but for him it was worth it.
((WHY DOES IT ALWAYS BECOME A WHOLE FIC. WHY CAN’T I RESPOND TO ASKS NORMALLY.))
YA’LL- why is everyone so hateful to the floch simpppssssss- like i know he did some shitty stuff but damn people really treat his fans like some kind of social outcast.
Like most of the floch simps are just unproblematic unassuming bros why are ya’ll so mean to us we’re VIBING just like you and we didn’t do shit to you!
None of us are trying to say what floch has done is okay. We’re just saying we like him.
To those of you who are constantly posting hate about floch, i don’t really care. Frankly, nine times out of ten i laugh at the ken memes too. I love seeing them.
But if you’re really going to be out here posting stuff like,
“Floch simp’s kindly get the fuck out of my page. :)” or.
“I swear to god I’m going to vomit if i have to interact with a floch Stan.”
(Ya’ll KNOW who you are, and yes, one of those was a DIRECT quote that actually prompted me to post this.)
You need to check yourself. We didn’t do anything to you. We’re not asking you to share the same opinion as us, we’re not going to get mad if you don’t. All we ask is that we don’t get demonized for finding comfort in a character that YOU specifically don’t like. Your behavior in the aot fandom community is the kind of shit that makes me sick.
I Stan floch but you’ll NEVER see me posting shit like
‘Gabi stans don’t interact.’
Because I’m respectful to EVERYONE no matter which character they take comfort in because everyone should be able to be comfortable to talk about what they enjoy in this fandom.
I’m sick of opening the floch tag to see nothing but a bunch of posts telling me I’m a terrible person. I’m sure other people who Stan controversial characters feel the same way. I don’t really care what you all think about a character. be respectful to those who feel safe and comfortable with that character. And for God’s sake, grow up. The Floch stans aren’t gonna give you the plague and the Gabi stans aren’t gonna murder your family.
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Anywaysss look at this mf! Looking cute as always
FLOCH- IM- i want to touch him like that.

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F l o c h F o r s t e r ♥ SMUT HEADCANONS
- sex drive: medium - is a switch to be honest - likes to have control over you but wouldn’t mind you taking what you want from him so he can lay back and let you do all the work - but please bear in mind that if you tease him too much he’ll be the top again (he adores putting you in your place again) - more of a receiver than a giver - fucks your mouth while holding your face - loves the sight of his cock disappearing between your perfect lips over and over again - prefers to finger you, and oh god he’s so good at it - he’ll quickly figure out what exactly makes you fall apart before his eyes - while he’s not really vanilla, he’s also not into bdsm stuff if you ask me - so no to calling you a ‘slut’ or insulting you otherwise, no to actually causing any serious pain to you, no to spitting into your face and shoving a gun into your pussy - he would choke you slightly, but only if you asked him to - that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t pull your hair while he ruts into you from behind with increasing tenacity - most of the times he also wouldn’t let you get used to his size as he enters you, he adores your eyes widening when he stretches your tight little hole - because yes, he likes to be a bit rough with you as long you like it (- still kisses away the tiny tear that was forming in your eye) - if you’re the top: ride him, whether cowgirl or reverse, he loves watching you - if he’s the top: he prefers to fuck you into the mattress while holding your hands above your head - Floch is a tease for sure so yes to orgasm denial (him on you!) - loves when you beg him and loves being worshipped, nothing gets him harder - please tell him how much you want and need him, boost his ego - makes the most adorable expressions with his flushed cheeks - even more endearing with his whining and quiet moans - coos genuine praises into your ear and is a dirty talker - “good girl” - “you take my cock so well” - “you’re so wet for me” - likes to suck and bite your skin so sometimes he ultimately leaves a hickey - it’s not very obvious and prominent, so it wouldn’t catch one’s eye immediatly, but one could see and that’s the thing - doesn’t like receiving them though - loves to see his cum leaking from your hole when he’s done with you
I- i- i-.... 😳😳😳😳😳
I- AHHHHHGGGHHHHHHHHHH
💖💖💖💖💖
❗❗❗❗
Istg if I fail again
I laughed so hard i fucking choked on my own spit.
Episode 14
I am filled with rage and seek justice for my sweet blonde baby
⌖˳˚˖« floch forster »˖˚˳⌖ being legendary again ʚïɞ°
i rlly ♡ floch。 he's the most loyal to eren ♡࿐
SO HANDSOME 🥵🥵😍😍😍💖💖💖💖
Guys..... Daddy’s got a gun...
A really big one... 🤤🤤🤤

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Think about floch fucking you right in front of the scouts to remind them and you that you’re his. Like when you question the yeagarists motives he just takes you right in front of your friends and makes them watch, ripping you back by your hair and making you look your commander in the eyes while he wrecks you. And you look over and you’re even more mortified when you realize Connie Armin and jean are all three very visibly aroused, though they’re clearly trying to hide it.
ok this is hot
“fuck,” you hiss, teeth clenched, “they’re watching, floch.” floch just shakes his head with a twisted smile, shoving his fingers into your mouth as he pulls on your hair with the other hand.
his cock is pushing into with a bruising force, taking every little breath and whine out of you. “let them watch,” he scoffs, “should let them see what whore you are for me. my whore.”
connie, armin, and jean all stare, unable to move or even think abt it. they can’t get themselves to look away. they feel so disgusting and gross for not wanting to but they all secretly want to see your little drooling pussy take a cock almost too big for you.
HOLY FUCK-
Damn it was the ‘making you look at your commander for me.’ That’d be literally so embarrassing to have to look Hanji in the eyes while Floch uses you like a toy for his pleasure.
This is literally so hot holy shit i have a new fantasy.
Time for another Floch post. (Before i make a sequel to the last fanfic i wrote.)
Think about laying in bed with Floch, fresh after a roll in the sheets. His chest is still flushed red and he’s heavily panting. Laying on his back next to you. He takes in a heavy swallow, staring up at the ceiling. His expression is almost unreadable for a second, if not... a little shocked. He looks beautiful like that, lips slightly parted, pupils blown.
“You okay baby...?” You begin softly, frowning as you sit up to look at him. You had said you were going to suck the soul out of him, which he’d nervously chuckled at... but now you were worried you’d actually done it. He glanced at you and the only thing he managed to get out was a faint.
“H-holy shit....”
Realizing he’s okay, you take a deep breath, and then laugh slightly, shaking your head and reaching out, placing a hand on his chest. He looks up at you with a soft expression for a moment, while you ran your thumb gently back and forth across his skin.
“Feeling a little better now...?” You murmur sweetly. He gives you a soft nod, and scoots slightly closer so that he can press his head against your thigh.
You stare down at him for a moment, and then scoot down into the bed to slip your arms around his body. His skin is still hot, thighs still twitching slightly. He quickly hides his face in your neck, and you smile lovingly, slipping your fingers into his soft undercut, nails running along his scalp.
His whole body shutters slightly, and he lets out a low groan into your shoulder, leading you to cheekily grin and mutter.
“You like that?”
He nods quickly against your skin, and lets out a faint.
“Lower... please?”
You guide your hand down a little bit so that your nails gently run back and forth along the nape of his neck, and his body twitches. He lets out a soft squeak, and you laugh quietly before relaxing your body against his and closing your eyes.
You fall asleep like that, listening to his soft content breathing against your skin. It’s always a pleasure to take care of your boy.
Still thinking about submissive Floch, and how he blushes and squirms when you call him baby- or anything equal to that form of affection.
He probably walks up behind you when he’s tired and just rests his head in the crook of your neck sleepily, and when you ask him what’s up he just grumbles slightly and snuggles a little closer and that’s how you know to take your personal ginger human to bed and hold him until he falls asleep.
FLOCH SMILING FLOCH SMILING FLOCH SMILING 🗣‼️
AIDHDDHANNSHDHSNSDHAISB HE DESERVES NOTHING BUT THE WORLD 🌎 HERE BABY TAKE IT.
🌎
TAKE IT.
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If you know. You know. @petitbanana @kuboshu1 @msnina @ai-nymph

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Gently tightening Floch’s military bolo tie in the mornings before kissing his Jaw right below his ear and sending him off to do his heinous acts with a softly worded,
“I love you, gingersnap! Have a good day at work!”
That’s all i have to say, thank you.
Gun-Whipped - Floch Forester x Reader
◙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.”
I DIDNT KNOW THIS EXISTED UNTIL NOW AND I AM SO- SO AROUSED???? AND I SHOULDN’T BE?!? LIKE- I DO NOT WANT TO EVER CAUSE ANY PAIN TO THIS BABY BUT THIS WAS HOT. THIS WAS SO WELL WRITTEN AND IT WAS HOT AND I AM ABSOLUTELY ENAMORED WITH SUBMISSIVE FLOCH.
I wanna cuddle him afterwards though... and tell him he’s handsome and kiss his cheek. 🥺