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The aot boys as your toxic exes who somehow cant let you go???
Idk why i js thought about it, also add porco, Zeke and bertholdt if u can
Love me Harder
"so what if i do i do if i can't figure it out? I'm gonna leave, leave again."
aot boys as your toxic exes who canât seem to accept that the relationship is over.
CONTENT WARNINGS : SMUTTY, toxic relationships/exes, typical down bad behavior you'd expect from a desperate ex, sexting, nudes exchanging, heavy petting, unprotected sex, doggy style, creampies, breeding kink, lowk evil!nerdmin makes a reappearance, manipulation, dubcon, 'just the tip' activities, oral f!receiving, car sex, riding, reader has hair that can be pulled, dirty talk, sub/service dom!reiner, two special little twt links are in erenâs too ;P
TRIGGER WARNINGS : themes of manipulation i.e brief insinuations of self harm (doesnât happen), lying and dubcon are prevalent in arminâs (oops), overall lowkey toxic behavior from all the boys but when do i ever write any of them normally đ, and thatâs all that comes to mind but if i missed anything pls lmk !
includes : eren, armin, jean, reiner
word count : 9k
what's playing : love me harder by ariana grande / none of your friends business by ginuwine
*unedited
a/n : hiii anon i hope u like this! iâm sorry the aot boys u requested werenât featured here but i will do a part two with them just for you ;P i apologize my posting has been so painfully sporadic things r sooo hectic rn but i will be going on a 10 day trip in less than a week and i know the chances of me posting while im out are slim to none so i wanted to give yall a little goodbye post for now! love you all so much, thank you for being so patient with me :( comments are appreciated <3 hate will be deleted
eren
oh that man is so toxic in and out of a relationshipÂ
and unfortunately you had to learn this firsthandÂ
what you two had was the definition of a push and pull dynamic
one minute he would be absolutely flooding you with love and affection and the next would be him pulling away the second it felt too seriousÂ
because of this, eren was the one who broke things off, claiming that he wasnât ready to settle down yet and that things were getting way too committal for his tasteÂ
he figured heâd do the mature thing and let you go once and for all, knowing it was selfish to keep a loyal girl like you tied down to a man who didnât know what he wantedÂ
but of course, at the end of the day eren was far from the selfless man he was attempting to be when he broke up with youÂ
he initially respected the fact that you no longer wanted to follow him on any social media, acknowledging that you wanted your space away from him while you took the time to heal Â
but upon his first night without you, he was hit with the deep gut punch of loneliness. he felt cold in his own bed without having you cuddled up beside him and with your legs tangled togetherÂ
his fixation on you only grew and ultimately devolved from him borrowing (stealing) arminâs phone to watch your stories and check your posts to him giving up and just doing it all on his own phone altogetherÂ
he didnât bother in making a fake account either, he just simply viewed all your posts on his main account, having grown desperate for you to not only notice him but to respond to him as wellÂ
even if it was to tell him off for breaking no contact, he didnât care, he just needed to hear from youÂ
he even grew a little bolder with it too, he began hearting your stories and sending you those stupid drooling emoji reactions, always making sure to slide up on the ones where you posted a selfieÂ
which prompted your friends to beg you to just block him or at the very least block him from viewing your stories so that heâd stop sliding up on them every. single. time.Â
but you couldnât, no matter how much you tried to ignore him and to leave him on read, you couldnât find it within you to remove the one last thing tethering you togetherÂ
your silence was driving him crazy, he missed you, yearned for you in ways he hadnât for anyone elseÂ
it even drove him to hold onto a few of your possessions that he claimed he had no idea what you were talking about when you asked for them backÂ
it was the first week of the break up and you two were returning each otherâs items, and it didnât take you long to realize you were missing something. you two had gone back and forth about it until you gave up and left before you allowed him to suck you back into another stupid argumentÂ
in his defense, all that he had left of you was a pair of your favorite panties and one of your softest scrunchies, and he would be damned if he was going to let those go. besides, itâs not like they were necessities
heâd buy you dozens of each if it meant youâd spend an ounce of time with himÂ
but that never happened. which led him to developing a new routine that consisted of spending his nights either drinking himself unconscious or jerking off to your stories and posts, panties in hand and scrunchie around his wristÂ
memories of your sweet, soft and wet little cunt plagued him like a disease he never wanted to heal from, and all he could do was squeeze his eyes and pump his cock while pretending it was you wrapped around himÂ
but his imagination and recollection of memories with you could only go so far, and one night his desperation spiraled further than it usually did, leading him to travel beyond his better judgment and land right back into your text messagesÂ
from : DO NOT LET BACK IN! :Â i miss u so fuckin much right nowÂ
you <3 : eren what the fuck are you doing?Â
DO NOT LET BACK IN! : i canât stop thinking about u itâs driving me crazyÂ
you <3 : that sucks for you.Â
DO NOT LET BACK IN! : please baby i need u [Image attached]Â
you <3 : jesus are those my panties?Â
DO NOT LET BACK IN! : yea, itâs all i have left of u n i couldnât let em go. canât stop fucking them while wishing it was ur pussy insteadÂ
you <3 : eren you need to stopÂ
DO NOT LET BACK IN! :Â i canât, iâm so hard rn it hurts i need youÂ
you <3 : how bad do you need me, eren?Â
eren : so so bad im leaking pre all over your pretty lil panties rn, fuckin throbbing just thinking about that cunt of yours [Video Attached]Â
you <3 : fuck eren oh my godÂ
eren : yea baby? like how fucking hard i am for u? touch ur pussy for me, i wanna hear how wet u areÂ
you <3 : [Audio Recording Attached]
eren : fuck u sound like a mess, send me a vid of u fucking urself on ur fingers, stretch that lil pussy out for meÂ
you <3 : [Video Attached]Â
eren : shit i wish i had ur pussy gripping my cock like that rn babyÂ
you <3 : you could.Â
you saw his chat bubbles appear then disappear and you frowned, your fingers stilling inside you before pulling them out altogetherÂ
the burn of rejection and embarrassment flooded you overwhelmingly at his lack of a response and tears prickled your eyes when you realized youâd humiliated yourself for his benefit all over againÂ
you laid there in shock that you let yourself get sucked back in so easily like you promised yourself you wouldnât, stuck with the feeling of having been used and discarded like a toy that finally broke and was no longer fun Â
when you finally stood up to head into the bathroom to clean yourself up, you heard a knock at your doorÂ
âin a minute!â you called out, rushing to wash your hands before you answered the doorÂ
the knocking was aggressive and incessant and you huffed, marching down to swing it open and curse at the unlucky person who caught you after embarrassing yourself in front of your ex for the last timeÂ
except the person at your door was your ex, and he didnât give you a moment to react or speak with how quickly he rushed to lean in and kiss youÂ
he was moaning into your mouth the second your lips locked, kicking the door behind him shut before his hands were all over youÂ
he was hungry for you, starved more like it as he roved his palms across your hips, and under your ass, gripping you tight until it hurtÂ
he cupped your cunt and latched onto the side of your neck, licking a wet pane over your pulse before kissing a bruise into it with his fingers drawing up and down your soaked foldsÂ
âcouldnât just stay in bed,â he had finally breathed out, mouthing over your throat as his fingers sunk into your tight hole, the corners of his lips perking when he felt your lower half tremble from the intrusionÂ
âwhile knowing you were wet for me and i wasnât there to take care of it.â he groaned, rutting his aching cock up against your hipÂ
âth-thought you were ghosting me when you didnât respond,â you whimpered, bucking up into his touch and nearly collapsing when he began to thumb over your clitÂ
ânever that baby,â he panted, kissing his way down your collarbones as his wrist curled between your thighsÂ
and when you finally stumbled into your bedroom he took you with your face smushed into a pillow and your ass flushed against his hipbones
he fucked you with a fervor you didnât even know he had in him, his hard and toned sweat sheened abdomen curled over your back with his teeth sunken into your shoulder, marking you up while his heavy cock dragged in and out of youÂ
heâd already pulled two orgasms from you, however he wasnât quite satisfied with just two measly climaxes, not after how long heâd gone without you. he wanted you limp and borderline non responsive after he was done with youÂ
he needed you to feel how the lack of your presence had affected him and how much heâs needed you during your period of no contactÂ
âfuckinâ gushing all over me baby, you do that for anyone else while i was gone?â he grunted in your ear, unlatching his teeth from your flesh to press kisses behind itÂ
ân-no âren,â you sobbed, your lungs clawing for breath as he continually fucked it out of youÂ
âno? you didnât give this pussy up to anyone else?â he hissed, raising a hand to smack the side of your ass, pulling you apart to spit between your cheeks and watch it dribble down to his pivoting cockÂ
âno!â you wailed, your pleasure induced tears soaking through the pillow beneath your cheek
your bed was slowly becoming drenched with what eren was doing to you, he had your mixed arousal drooling down your thighs and onto your duvet, as well as both yours and his sweat imprinting into the fabricÂ
âgood.â he exhaled, completely guttural and primal as he shoved himself inside you
his balls hit your clit and his large hand came around to encase your throat in a tight grip, his lips attached harshly to the side of your neckÂ
âyou and your pussy belong to me, no oneâs gonna fuckinâ change that, you understand me?â he nudged deeper, his fat cockhead bruising into your cervix with his free hand nestled between your grinding bodies, rubbing your all too sensitive clitÂ
ây-yes â haah â yes!â you sobbed mindlessly, rendered an utter incoherent mess as he drew another orgasm out of you, hitting your g-spot over and over relentlessly with his index and ring finger tracing hard circles over your clit until you spasmed beneath himÂ
he guided you through your third orgasm with a rough and possessive hand, leading you through a wave of sensations no one else could provide for youÂ
âkeep fuckinâ gripping me like that baby, juuusâ like that,â he groaned, his parted lips panting warm breaths into the sweaty crevice of where your throat and shoulder met, using your poor abused cunt to drain himself completely inside youÂ
he pushed your body into prone bone, laying you flat onto your tummy as he fucked you, burying himself deeper than anyone had ever gone before his thick and leaking cockhead twitched and out came his own orgasmÂ
long and plentiful spurts of his cum oozed inside you, filling you to the brim and then someÂ
after his hips came to a halt, he laid on top of you like a weighted blanket, his heavy cock jerking like an electrified muscle inside your tight cuntÂ
when he pulled out he attempted to be as gentle as possible, shushing you lovingly with delicate kisses sponged to your shoulder bladesÂ
he slowly inched down your body with a kiss to your back, to your spine, to your sides, your hips, until he reached your ass, palming the round flesh in his rough palms adoringlyÂ
he spread you open, exhaling with a deviant kind of awe at the sight of your well used pussy dripping full of him
pride struck him in the chest upon seeing how much cum he filled you with, never having seen a sight more right in his lifeÂ
he kissed the backs of your thighs, slowly making his way back up to your pretty and panting little flushed face, gathering you up until you were laid against his chest securelyÂ
âyou okay?â he murmured, his lips pressed softly to your hairlineÂ
âmmm, my left leg canât stop twitching,â you mumbled, completely exhausted but still capable of joking with himÂ
he laughed and held you closer, tracing the curves and contours of your back with his fingertips, feeling your heart beat thump against his until it slowed into a calmer, less rampant thud
âwe canât do this again, eren.â you murmured sleepily all while making no effort to slide out of his arms, continuing to lay curled into him despite your promise of continued severance from each otherÂ
anyone else wouldâve felt deterred from your statement, but eren knew you like the back of his hand and felt no fear from the feigned finality in your wordsÂ
âokay baby.âÂ
safe to say he was back at your house the next night and you may or may not have been bent over at least three different pieces of furnitureÂ
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armin
your friends did not like armin in the slightestÂ
due to the fact that they were the only ones who could see how tightly wound he had you wrapped around his fingerÂ
you were like his little doe, following him blindly and naively believing every single one of the fake explanations heâd conjure up to make his shitty actions seem reasonableÂ
but unfortunately heâs a smart man and he used that to his advantage over you, knowing that youâd trust him and whatever new thing he threw your wayÂ
he definitely utilized therapy lingo to get what he wanted, stating that him trying to limit how often you went out with your friends or even on your own, was just him establishing âboundariesâÂ
oh and that deciding what was âappropriateâ for you to wear was one of his boundaries too, that having you go out in something he deemed as too revealing was âtriggeringâÂ
it was astonishing how much you let slide with him, too blinded by love and the belief that he was only looking out for you to see his actions for what they were; pure control over you
and after an intervention held by your friends, you made the decision you never thought youâd have to make, and you broke things off with himÂ
he was caught all the way off guard by your choice, partially because of how sudden it all felt but mainly because he didnât think youâd ever have it in you to leave him, let alone be even able to conceptualize a life without himÂ
at first, he figured youâd regret it the second you were left to your own devices, giving you a week â two weeks tops before you came crawling backÂ
but when the weeks turned into months he panicked, feeling the hot sting of fear course through his veins when he realized that the odds of you coming back were practically nonexistent, whereas the permanence of this break up began to feel more and more concrete the longer he went without hearing from youÂ
he knew he had to devise some kind of a plan to get you back and to keep you back by his side for goodÂ
he reached out, relieved to see that you hadnât blocked him yetÂ
he spewed some bullshit apology for how he treated you, claiming that he regretted ever doing anything to hurt you and that he knows he doesnât deserve your forgiveness or even a response from you at all, but he doesnât know what to do without you and heâs scared to be alone because heâs not sure of what heâll do to himself
with the fear that heâd harm himself you didnât even think to run it by any one of your friends, you just tip toed out of the dorm you shared with them and went over to his place to make sure he didnât hurt himselfÂ
when you arrived he was pinched with pink, his eyes watery and irritated from rubbing at them behind his glasses and his lips swollen with soft wracking tearsÂ
he nearly fell in your arms when you reached out for him, going up on the tips of your toes to accommodate him practically latching onto you while he sobbed
âiâm so sorry,â he sniffled and you shook your head, rubbing his neck comfortinglyÂ
âitâs okay, donât be sorry, iâm here now okay?â you said softly, and if you saw the shit eating grin that spread across his face as he pretended to sob into the crevice of your neck you wouldâve allowed him to collapse on the floor and walked outÂ
but you didnât. and he made sure to sell the act of falling victim to possible self destruction and utter depression from the break up the best he could, nearly wrapping you entirely in his limbs as he cried and squeezed you as if youâd evaporate the second his arms loosened around youÂ
after the first night you spent consoling him and promising him that heâd done nothing wrong (he had) you told yourself it would be a one time thing, that making sure he was okay was important but prioritizing yourself was more so
however youâd quickly find yourself doing the exact oppositeÂ
youâd spend the next following weeks sneaking past your friends and roommates late at night to meet up with him in his solo dorm, sitting on his futon while he cried in your arms over how much he missed you and still loved youÂ
some nights heâd lean in and kiss you and youâd let it happen
a part of you knew you shouldnât have been alone with him in the first place, let alone kissing him, but the other part was an amalgamation of feelings too intense to ignore and denyÂ
you missed him so fucking much, missed his presence, his affection, his comfort, the way he seemed to always take care of everything for you no matter what it was, including the ache he instilled deep within you
making you cum was something like a sacred act for him, getting to pull you in his arms and bring a large palm between your thighs to soothe the throb thumping in your clit brought upon a feeling no one before him or after him could replicateÂ
however your friends promised you that armin arlert, the nerd whoâs hunched over his laptop at any given point in the day and whose prescription glasses are thicker than a phone book could not possibly be the only person on planet earth who could make you finish, and that surely down the line thereâd be someone else who could make you feel just as good if not betterÂ
and in the peak of your grief from the breakup, you found it hard to believe their reassurances but nevertheless, they stood by your side as your anchor in staying logical and far, far away from him
they tried their best to have you recognize how shitty he was to you and how he veiled it behind sweet words and illusions of boundaries and the goal of strengthening the relationshipÂ
but what they didnât take into account amidst their defenses against him was that he was nothing if not perseverant. he knew quickly that he had to sever the rope between the anchor and your ship, acting as the lighthouse that brought you back to shore, with the intent on never letting you drift away againÂ
your friends had zero clue you were sneaking off nearly every other night back to his dorm, cuddling in his futon or his bed, comforting him on things that were 100% his fault to begin with, but to see him so torn up and devastated, it had you feeling as though perhaps you were in the wrong the entire time
and with the last time you had stopped by his dorm, he figured it was the best as any time to act before your friends caught wind of what you were doing and forbade you from seeing him againÂ
not long after you arrived at his dorm, he had you spread out on your back in his bed, and you laid there beneath him knowing that it wasnât right, knowing that you were only burrowing yourself further into a situation you shouldnât even have been touching with a ten foot poleÂ
you should have been making strides towards getting over him, not under him with his hand curled between your legs rubbing firm circles over your clothed clit with the heel of his palm
you knew his dorm was the furthest place you shouldâve been in, let alone in his bed allowing him to be back on top of you with his fingers drawing up and down the quickly dampening gusset of your panties
he hadnât touched you like that at all throughout the nights you had spent with him post break up, and while you knew you should have pushed his hand away from your cunt and him off of you altogether, you didnât â you couldnâtÂ
you just spread your legs further and rolled your hips up into his touch, asking and pleading without words for more Â
âmissed this so much, no one makes me feel the way you do,â he panted above you, his breath wavering into your parted bitten lips, his eyes trailing down your faceÂ
âme too,â you whimpered, his fingers sliding up and flush against your clit, tracing circles through the material
âdo you still think about me? about us, about this?â he slid his hand underneath the waistband of your underwear and met your pulsing clit with two long fingers, taking his time to draw deep swirls over it, taking your bottom lip between his teeth when it dropped open and outcame a shaky gaspÂ
ây-yes, yes â fuck âmin,â you breathed out, swallowing hard when he released your lip and trailed down to your jaw, trickling hot kisses across your neckÂ
âgod,â he whimpered, pressing his bulge up against the side of your thigh, his warm breath fanning out into the side of your throat, his lips ghosting over your thumping pulseÂ
âtell me you missed me,â he begged, his voice throaty and just a breath above whiny, his cock leaking pre into his boxers as he dragged his hips against your side and rubbed your clitÂ
âi missed you so much, i miss you whenever iâm not with you, i always miss you,â you said, air lacking in your words with your heart racing within the suddenly tight confines of your chest, tilting your head to the side to allow him more access to kiss and biteÂ
with that, you heard his breathing fall into something more ragged, more desperate and soon the sound of a zipper coming undone followed suit, pausing the rapid thud within your chestÂ
âwait min,â you rushed, placing your hand over the wrist he had down below his hips, palming himselfÂ
âwe shouldnât, weâreââ he cut you off with his lips against yours, moaning softly into your mouth as he replaced his fingers with his bare cock, pushing your panties to the side to feel your dripping cunt envelope his blushing tipÂ
âi just want to feel you, please, itâs been so long angel, i need it,â he whimpered, bucking his hips up closer to yours, choking on a groan when he slid up and down your folds with the underside of his shaft
âyou feel so fucking good, oh my god,â he whined breathily, tracing over your hole with the head of his cock, dipping just slightly inside without ever fully putting it inÂ
âm-min youâre not wearing a c-ondom,â you protested weakly, your soaked cunt betraying your words by nearly sucking him inÂ
âi know b-but just the tip, please angel? thatâs it, th-that's all i need, please?âÂ
your logic had fully eroded away at that point, and all you could do was arch up into him with every swipe of his wet tip across your clit, physically aching for moreÂ
he was at a half plank above you, a forearm supporting his weight on top of you as he leaned down to crush his lips into yours, using your soft and pliant cunt as a grinding pad for his cock, sliding the heavy shaft of himself up and down your folds, nudging your needy clit with his cockhead and teasing both himself and you by never pushing his full length inside of youÂ
âfuck â fuck,â he panted, his movements having grown more rushed, more urgent, and he could no longer help himself before he pushed forward all the way in and felt himself cum inside of youÂ
you choked on a strained gasp, your brows drawing together from the stretch you hadnât felt in awhile, slowly looking down to watch the way he shoved his cock all the way in, the way your bodies fused together like they were meant for each other specificallyÂ
âm-min,â you whimpered, your thighs tightening around his waistÂ
âi-iâm s-so so-orry, i-i donât know what came over me, i just â fuck donât move,â he cried, his hands sliding down to grip your hips, squeezing you tight as he bucked up into you more, panting as he felt your pussy swallow him whole, sucking him in and draining him completelyÂ
âoh, angel iâi, oh god,â he whimpered, using your pussy with every slow and deep push and pull of his hips, rocking into you back and forth, feeling your soaked hole encase him like nothing else could
he rubbed your sensitive clit, kissing you hard as he pushed you into an orgasm, groaning into your mouth when you came and clamped down around him, squeezing another weak load inside of youÂ
he slipped out inch by inch, exhaling at the sight of how you left his cock utterly soaked in your cum, a milky ring of what he did to you left as evidence dripping down to his ballsÂ
he slid his tip over your cunt, collecting the cum he fucked into you and smearing it back over your buzzing clit, suppressing a cocky smile when you gasped and struggled to twitch away from the sensation
he took mercy and pulled away, laying beside you and not hesitating for a moment to pull you in closer, allowing you to melt into his chest
âwe shouldnât have done that,â you finally spoke after a few passing minutes, slightly pulling away as you looked up to him with watery regretful eyes, like even you knew your words held no real weight, just guiltÂ
he sighed and held you by your lower back, keeping you close with no room to inch awayÂ
âlook, why donât i clean us up and we can talk about it after, âthat sound okay?â he murmured, clearing away the sweat at your hairlineÂ
you frowned and nodded, laying back when he rose from the bed and padded towards the restroom, not without swiping your phone from his nightstandÂ
he closed the door behind him and scoffed at all the texts and missed calls from your friends, setting it on the counter before he wiped himself down
he paused, chuckling under his breath when he decided to snap a picture of the cum stained tissues to send to your groupchat, adding the message : âsheâs a little indisposed at the moment.â along with itÂ
he shut off your phone completely as soon as he saw the text bubbles leap into action, hurriedly tucking it into his back pocket before making his way back into his room with a damp towel and a list full of ways heâd convince you to stay with himÂ
jean
jean is a self proclaimed ugly duckling who turned handsome later on in life, and he would be the first to admit to that as well as the fact that he wasnât very popular in high school nor with the ladies for most of his adolescenceÂ
he didnât have his first kiss until his senior year and heâs about 85% sure it was a dare on the girlâs behalfÂ
it wasnât until college that he grew into his looks, started working out and focusing on becoming the man he was content with, not the man that he thought other people would likeÂ
due to this, he received an influx of attention hurdled his way at a level and rate that felt extremely foreign to him, but was welcomed all the sameÂ
he loved meeting up with the kind of girls he never thought heâd be able to score and he loved being the kind of guy men looked up to and women wantedÂ
but when you entered his life, he was almost instantaneously smitten with you and you only, maintaining a slight sense of disbelief throughout the relationship that a girl like you could ever want himÂ
but what you werenât smitten with was watching your boyfriend get hit on and have him laugh it off and offer a response that wasnât necessarily flirty, but way tooâŚfriendly for your likingÂ
he never cheated on you, never would have dreamed about it in a million years and beyond, but you could sense he liked the attention, liked being wanted and gawked at by men and women alikeÂ
he was hypocritical about it which infuriated you to no end, because when the inverse would occur, heâd grow green with jealousy and fume at the thought of another man taking you away or looking at you the same way he didÂ
but when you would express your concerns about the amount of attention he was receiving, heâd almost be sort of dismissive of it, like he either couldnât see what you were seeing, or heâd wave off something borderline inappropriate and say it was all jokes and that he was yours and only yours, that no one else could compare no matter how hard they triedÂ
but you grew sick and tired of the same song and dance, the same arguments, the same dismissive comments and most of all, you were drained from seeing so many people fawn over your boyfriend and have him not see an issue with it at all
so as much as you didnât want to resort to it, you broke up with himÂ
you didnât think it wouldâve affected him as much as it did, but it just about ruined himÂ
you figured heâd hop onto the next girl who was spamming his dms but that was the furthest thing from realityÂ
he got annoying real fast about everything, he unfollowed every single person except for you, uncaring to the fact that you had unfollowed him the second you two broke upÂ
he changed his pfp to âi heart my exâ changed his bio to âi miss my ex, baby come back home!!!!!â posted about you on his instagram notes, reposted the most depressing things known to man on tik tok, and publicly yearned for you like no otherÂ
it was an embarrassing sight to behold for sure, but not to him, nothing was too embarrassing if it granted him at least a sliver of a chance in getting you backÂ
your friends clowned on him in the groupchat, sending screen recordings of his stories where he was learning how to play your favorite songs on guitar, or how they caught âbotâ accounts liking their posts that only featured you under the username âimissmybeautifulex3000â or âcomebackhomebabyâ
and youâd laugh and join in on the fun, all without mentioning that you actually missed him too, just as much as he missed you, exceptâŚmaybe less publicly than he didÂ
or how sometimes you actually would respond to his texts and late night facetimes, or how on occasion you allow him to pick you up from your dorm at one to three in the morning and let him eat you out in the backseat of his carÂ
you didnât think it was worth mentioning, not when you had no plans of actually getting back together with him
you just missed him, and who didnât miss their ex?Â
especially when they could go down on you the way he couldÂ
he never expected anything in return either, he was always just more than happy whenever he had you lay back and spread your legs open for him, granting him the privilege of feeling your warm, wet and perfect cunt in his mouthÂ
âfuck my mouth baby, jusâ use me,â he breathed out between your legs the last time he had you in his car, his hands gripping indents of themselves into your thighs as he forced you open, tickling your soft skin with his facial hair when he went back downÂ
he branded his tongue across your clit and buried his face far between your legs, moaning as he humped the carseat beneath him, nearly cumming in his pants when you yanked on his hair and forced him at just the right angle for yourself, using him like a toy with the way you fucked your clit between his lipsÂ
âf-fuck, suck on it ha-arder, jean,â you cried, pressing his mouth deeper onto your clit, rolling your hips against his tongueÂ
he moaned into your cunt, pushing you back into his backseat the more he devoured you, sucking on your clit with two fingers coming up to slip inside your hole, pinning you down when you cried out and tried to squirm away from itÂ
he just couldnât leave you alone, couldnât help himself from doing anything to please you or to sway you back into giving him another chance, and a part of him hoped that with you giving him this kind of access to you, with letting him eat your pussy until you were sobbing and writhing, making a complete mess of his face in the process, that maybe he was well on his way of making you his againÂ
and when you had tapped his arm, whimpering for him to stop and to come up to kiss you, something you usually never allowed him to do during nights like this, his hope only increased, especially when your hand found his aching bulge and began to palm itÂ
âf-fuck,â he panted into your mouth, pulling apart just to look at you, admiring you in all your beauty before he ducked back down and kissed you hard, thrusting into your handÂ
his cock twitched with anticipation when he felt you undo his jeans, moaning shakily above you as you fished him out of his boxers and began to pump him in your soft hand, gripping him just right at the base of his shaftÂ
âoh god â baby,â he nearly whimpered, trying his best to not collapse on top of youÂ
âi need you to fuck me jean, please?â he could have came right then and there, looking down at your beautiful, breathless figure, your eyes lined with pleasure induced tears, smaller hand jerking him off and brushing his fat cockhead against your clit as if he needed anymore convincing
âyeah?â he breathed out, making sure he wasnât hallucinating your needy, honeyed words, thrusting involuntarily into your hand, clenching his jaw to swallow down the shaky moan that threatened to slip outÂ
âyeah,â you nodded, slowly sitting up, prompting him to do the sameÂ
his back was slick with sweat and clung to the leather seat behind him, his face buried in your chest, kissing and nipping into your soft skin as he guided your cunt onto his cock, reveling in how fucking good you felt wrapped around himÂ
âyou feel so perfect, jusâ like that, donât stop squeezing me â fuck, please donât stop,â he gasped, sinking his teeth into the side of your breast, groaning around your warm flesh his arms tightened around you, his hands slipping under your ass to drag you up and down his cockÂ
âshit â jean,â you cried out, hiding your face in his neck, huffing his cologne as you felt him hit deep inside your cunt, his soft thatch of pubic hair grinding right up against your clit with every downward slam of your hipsÂ
but that wouldnât do, he needed to see your pretty face as he fucked you, having gone far too long without seeing itÂ
he snuck his hand behind the nape of your neck and up the back of your head, tangling his fingers with your hair before tugging down, forcing you to crane back and expose your throat and pretty little teary eyed faceÂ
âdonât fuckinâ hide from me, âwanna see how good mâmaking you feel baby,â he groaned, latching his lips onto your chest, staring up at you from under his lashes as your pussy gripped him, pulsing all around his twitching cock at the way he spoke to you and took your cuntÂ
âsay you love how it feels,â he grunted into your skin, sending a hard thrust deeper into you, taking your bouncing breast in his mouth as you spokeÂ
âl-love it jean, love your cock,â you cried, your head rolled back with your hot moans fogging the windowsÂ
he brought his fingers to your clit, keeping you firmly in his grasp when your body jerked from the feeling, nearly unable to handle the feeling of him ramming into your g-spot at such a repetition while feeling his fingers circle over your clit at onceÂ
âtell me you love me, please â fuck i-i wanna hear it, say it for me,â he panted, losing himself in the feeling of it all, of youÂ
âlie if you have to, jusâ lemme hear it baby please, iâll let you cum once you say it,â he pleaded, kissing desperate kisses across your chest up to your throat, cradling you by the back of your head until your foreheads touchedÂ
âplease?â he whispered breathily, his fingers toying over your clit gently, withholding the pressure you needed to cumÂ
without any hesitation you said it, your lips brushing over his with every word, your breaths intermingling as you spokeÂ
âi love you jean, love y-you sâmuch,â you slurred through the pleasure, gasping and tensing in his arm when he resumed rubbing your clit at the intensity you needed, your nails sinking into his back as you came all over his lap, sobbing into his neck as you did soÂ
âfuck,â you sobbed, raking down his back as he fucked you through itÂ
âi love you,â you cried, not a single trace of a lie in your wordsÂ
he shivered at your admission, choosing to believe you meant it even with the permission he gave to lie, squeezing you tight as he panted your name, fucking you through his own orgasmÂ
âlove you so fucking much baby, love you w-with everything in me, iâfuck,â he hissed, gripping you tight and slamming you down on top of him, feeling himself twitch and grind right up against your g-spot as he came, spurting thick loads of his cum deep inside of you
he thrusted a few more shallow pivots inside you, lazily pressing kisses to your collarbone as he caught his breath
it was quiet save for the mutual struggle shared between the two of you attempting to ease your heart beats down from the heated and urgent act of intimacy you both engaged in
after a beat you slowly raised your hips to let him slip out of you, wincing at the sting that came along with being empty Â
you remained quiet even when taking the napkins out of your purse to clean the cum that came drooling from your well used cunt, heat finding your face in a strong wind when he plucked it from your hands to clean you up himselfÂ
âthere you go,â he murmured, patting your clit down gently with the napkin, and you hated noticing his gentleness in that moment, hated how loving and caring it felt. so you forced yourself to ignore that observationÂ
he then went to fold the tissue in half to swipe off the residue of your mixed arousal off his softening cock before he tucked himself back into his pantsÂ
âthanks,â you mumbled quietly, trying to clamber off of his lapÂ
but he was quicker than you, he rushed to cage you back in on top of him, forcing you to look at him as he craned his neck down to where your eyes droppedÂ
âyou okay?â he asked softly, taking your chin between his index and thumb, guiding your gaze towards him
âyeah,â you nodded, trying to not melt into his touch
it was silent before he slowly released you, relief thudding in his chest when you still didnât look away even without his hand keeping you in place
âdid you mean it? when i said toâŚâ he trailed, sighing when your eyes diverted once againÂ
âi know i said that you could just lie, and it's okay if you did but ââ
âi wasnât lying,â you said quickly, finally flickering back up to meet his eyesÂ
âi wouldnât lie about that.â you added, settling onto his lap with your arms over your chestÂ
he smiled through his teeth that sunk into his bottom lip, and he had to try his best to act accordingly, scared heâd ruin the very delicate fabric you both were inching over ontoÂ
âi wasnât either.â he replied just as softly as you spoke and you returned his gentle smile, nodding faintlyÂ
âi know.âÂ
reiner
you loved reiner, you still do, itâs hard not to love someone like himÂ
however itâs even harder to be around someone who constantly suspected you of cheating, no matter how much you loved them
to be clear, you never did, and after you left, it took experiencing your absence for reiner to finally believe youÂ
he was good to you, probably the only boyfriend you ever had who treated you that wellÂ
but almost like a caveat for being loved that much, there was one thing you hatedÂ
you hated how he allowed his insecurity to get between you two, how it made him question things and overthink everything, how he just couldnât seem to trust you completely due to his inability to accept that someone like you could love someone like him
it wasnât fair, how heâd inadvertently take those insecurities out on you. it was far from his intentions to do so but sometimes oneâs actions override their original intentÂ
you thought maybe the arguments would lessen the more you each found your footing within the relationship, but as it progressed, so did the back and forths of you pleading with him to believe you when you said you loved him and only himÂ
it was exhausting having to promise over and over again that no, you werenât fucking your friend, coworker, peer, professor, boss â you name it
and then you realized that as much as you adored him, you didnât have to stay and endure being forced to unnecessarily explain yourself time and time again.Â
so, you left.Â
when he came home to a half empty apartment and a letter explaining why you left, nearly everything in him broke that dayÂ
he really truly believed he almost died within the first few weeks of the breakup, the pain from losing you was so severe he couldnât eat, couldnât sleep, couldnât do anything but either sob or stare blankly at a wall and dissociateÂ
it was hard on you too, the last thing you wanted was to leave behind what you two had built, but you also couldnât stay in a relationship where you werenât trustedÂ
and it wasnât even reassuring him that bothered you, reminding him of how much you loved him was never a hassle, it was the disrespect that wounded you
the disrespect of being told over and over again that despite having proved yourself to be a loyal, loving person you were still a lying cheater no matter what you said or didÂ
things grew especially difficult when he began sending you flowers to your door every weekÂ
the air in your dingy little apartment had suddenly grown crisp and fresh with how every inch and crevice was littered with flowers from himÂ
heâd also try to venmo you money every now and then and would want to die all over again every time youâd send it backÂ
but the flowers kept coming and each little note attached to the bouquet never failed in making your chest hurtÂ
it filled you with a cocktail of emotions; regret, guilt but also resentmentÂ
you hated how sweet he could be, like he was guilting you into regretting your decision, and it worked, but it wasnât fairÂ
you couldnât understand his inability to stay sweet like that in the first place without accusing you of cheating on him every other day, couldnât understand why it couldnât just always have been like that. sweet words and no argumentsÂ
and then one day when your doorbell rang, you sighed with annoyance, figuring it was yet another fucking bouquet with a heartfelt note attached to it that existed to ruin your day and make you feel like a bitch for having enough of someone who couldnât trust you enough in spite of their unbased insecurityÂ
but when you opened the door and readied yourself to have to lug another obnoxiously large bundle of flowers, your heart sunk when you saw reiner himself standing before you holding them in his armsÂ
âreiner wh-what are you doing here?â you asked, defeat and shock mixed within your toneÂ
âi-i know iâve been an idiotââ
âno shit.â you huffed, walking away but not bothering to shut the door, a silent concession to allowing him in
he sighed, not harboring an ounce of the urge to argue or disagree as he shut the door behind him, trailing in after you like a nervous puppy to your couchÂ
he sat the flowers down on the coffee table he helped you pick out for your place before you had moved in with him
he swallowed hard, blinking away his tears with his thumb gently swiping a dust bunny off the edge as he looked up at you
he eyed the space next to you on the couch and you nodded with slight exasperation, motioning for him to sit, pretending that seeing him before you wasnât making you feel weak all overÂ
âiâm sorry for showing up unannounced like this butâŚi-i donât know i justâŚi thought me delivering the flowers myself would be more meaningful, th-that apologizing face to face would be more meaningful.â he explained and you tried to hide the way you softened, feigning a look of indifference as you listenedÂ
âokay.â you tilted your head, folding your arms across your chest. âgo ahead.â
but when he began, you held a hand up, prompting the words in his throat to waver in placeÂ
âon your knees.â you instructed, jutting your chin towards the space on the floor just in front of your feetÂ
he paused, allowing your words to settle into his brain before he ultimately obeyed, slowly sinking to his knees before youÂ
âiâm sorry, i-iâm so fucking sorry for how immature i was, how i constantly blamed you for my shortcomings despite you telling me that i had nothing to worry about, that i just couldnât overcome my insecurities about being inadequate and would take it all out on you and project these fears that you were cheating on me,â he took your hands into his and squeezed them, staring up at you with big blue teary eyesÂ
âiâm sorry my love, i am truly and utterly sorry and i donât expect you to forgive me butâŚi just needed you to know how much i regret hurting you and pushing you away.âÂ
you sighed, frowning as you gently slid your hands out of his, leaning down to cup his cheek, your heart thumping with adoration when he leaned into your palm with zero hesitationÂ
âyouâre sorry?â you murmured, swiping away a stray tear that trickled down his cheekboneÂ
âi am,â he confirmed, sniffling quietly below youÂ
âwhy donât you show me how sorry you are, reiner?â you whispered lowly, and immediately a pink flush found his cheeks, even tinging the tips of his ears as he eyed you from belowÂ
âsh-show you?â his voice cracked and you shrugged, leaning back into the couch and watching him follow after you immediatelyÂ
âyeah, show me. why, you donât want to?â you posed teasingly, cocking your head at him
and well, you were a fool to assume he wouldnât have taken the bait as well as assume that heâd hold back in showing you just how remorseful he truly wasÂ
he had you bent over your couch with his cock impaling into you from the back, completely dwarfing you as he laid hunched over your figureÂ
he humped you from behind like he was in heat, whimpering and sniffling into your neck over how much he missed you, over how sorry he was and how if he had you back heâd be better for you, how heâd be a good boy for you
ââpromise i can be good for you, p-please believe me,â he cried from behind you, his large hands groping at your breasts as his cock stretched your cunt outÂ
âd-dunno if i believe y-ou,â you struggled to speak as you laid nearly folded in half over your couch, poor little aching clit bumping over and over again into the armrestÂ
âplease â hoah â f-fuck,â he choked out, pulling back just to slam into you and push all the way in, nearly suffocating you with his full body weight on top of you
he hiked a leg up on the side of the couch and slid his hands down to your sides, taking his time to feel your curves and sweat sheened skin in his palms before landing on your hips, tugging you back towards him and keeping you still for when he slammed himself right back up against your ass, lodging himself deep inside youÂ
âo-oh god,â you choked out, your eyes rolling back from how hard he was going, never missing your g-spot with his fat cockhead with every thrust he sent into youÂ
âmâs-so close,â he panted shakily, growing sloppy and sporadic behind you, and you whined, shaking your head as you pushed your ass up against him, craning your arm back to clamp your hand right at his hips, forcing him still inside youÂ
ân-no donât cum yet, iâm not ready,â you breathed out, and he shuddered, your instructions making his cock twitch and grind right up against that little sensitive spot inside youÂ
âf-fuck okay, yes maâam,â he nodded, his adams apple bobbing with a thick swallow, his hands grappling nervously around your waistÂ
âjust go slow, iâll tell you when you can pick up the pace,â you exhaled, inching forward to create enough room for you to begin rocking yourself on his rigid, leaking cock, showing him the pace you wantedÂ
he watched you for a moment, his brows having drawn together and his cock threatening to spill his load in you before you allowed him to at the sheer sight of you fucking yourself on himÂ
he slowed his pace and began to thrust into you nice and easy, groaning with his head thrown back at how you squeezed him tight and nearly lured his cock back inside from how utterly soaked you wereÂ
you felt just about every vein on his shaft inside you from how languid and fluid his hips were, the new rhythm forcing you to focus on just how far his cock was stretching you open, molding your cunt to form around his entire girthÂ
he spread you apart to watch the way your pussy took him in, how with every forward push youâd cry out softly and dig your nails deeper into the cushion below youÂ
âitâs hypnotic,â he breathed out mostly to himself, losing himself in the vision of his cock disappearing inside you, how your little hole could take all of him, how no matter how far he pushed in you managed to swallow every last inchÂ
âfuck, o-okay now rub my clit for me,â you shakily instructed, grasping at his forearm from behind
he was quick to obey, he snuck a hand between your pussy and the armrest and circled your clit, matching the tempo of his hips grinding into you from the back
âyou feel so fucking good like this,â he whined in your ear, leaning down to trail messy kisses along your shoulder and up to your neck, letting his words fan against your sensitive skinÂ
âyeah?â you breathed out, curling into him as you began to meet his thrusts with more energy, your cunt gripping tighter the closer you grew to your orgasmÂ
âyes,â he panted, rubbing your clit harderÂ
âf-fuck me faster, iâm about to cum,â you whimpered and he of course, obeyed once more and picked up his speed
his head fell into your shoulder and his hips came slamming down again, his cock twitching inside you with an eagerness to cum
âplease cum for me, please fuck i wanna feel it,â he begged, flicking his wrist and turning his gentle swirls into rough and firm circles as he pounded into you
âsh-shit, i-iâm â fuck,â you wailed, thrashing beneath him as you came, burying your face in the bicep he had around your head to muffle your sobsÂ
he wasnât far behind you, his thrusts grew sloppy all over again and he gasped sharply, grunting with a rough forward push inside you, fucking his cum deep into your cunt with a few jerky pivots, hissing at how tight you were gripping himÂ
he helped you ride it all out, grinding against your g-spot and massaging over your clit until you could no longer handle the paired sensations, real tears of overstimulation streaking down your cheeks and onto his armÂ
when he pulled out he carefully laid you on your back, resting on his knees beside your head with a heavy lidded adoring gaze, clearing away the invisible strands of hair by your sticky foreheadÂ
âyou still with me?â he mouthed and you rolled your eyes lightheartedly, chuckling airily with a curt nodÂ
âyeah.â you sighed, shuffling onto your side with your arm supporting the weight of your head, peering at him as he remained eye level to you in his kneeled position on the groundÂ
âdo you want toâŚbe with meâŚagain?â he whispered, having inched closer, his nose gently nudging your cheek and eyelashes tickling your skin, his warm question fanned over your lipsÂ
you paused, taking a moment to inhale a deep breath, exhaling softly and quietlyÂ
âdo you think you can stay good for me?â you half teasingly asked, mostly to cut the tension that was making your heart race, cupping his cheek with your free handÂ
he nodded with earnestness in your palm, holding your hand in his large one, dragging his thumb over your knucklesÂ
âlet me think about it, okay?â you answered softly but more seriously, your eyes flickering between hisÂ
he smiled sadly, nodding as he turned to kiss your wrist. âokay.â
I have a few people in my comments asking to be added to a taglist for the final part of the over and over again series, so I thought Iâd make a post about it (because itâs coming verrrrry ;) soon) in case you didnât know about it!
if you wanna be added just comment on this post and i got you :3 Iâm honestly kind of heartbroken to be writing the last part of the series so there might be shorter/more drabble-esque extra posts about them in the future hehehe
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summary: you're tired of having toji's pubes in your mouth, so your boyfriend offers to let you shave it off yourself. too bad he's so easily excited.
warnings: 18+, MDNI, improper use of an electric razor, oral (m!receiving), cum swallowing, this is an unserious drabble
a/n: art by @/hunnismokah. thank you to my pebus @venusins for beta reading and encouraging me ilysm. for the record, i'm a toji bush truther! i just thought this was funny. posting this to make up for the fact that i don't have nwte chapter 7 done yet. i should have it up this weekend :)
"Just stand in the tub, Toji," you sigh, already annoyed with your boyfriend.
"This is fuckin' ridiculous." Even as he mutters the words under his breath, he's already stepping into the bathtub.
"Take your pants off."
Toji's dark eyes slowly lift to meet yours, and he gives you an unimpressed look. "Are you propositioning me?"
"What the actual fuck is wrong with you?"
"Nothing. I'm not the one who demanded to be shaved. You asked to shave me."
UghâŚright. A few nights ago, you had gone down on Toji, only to spend the next half an hour picking his pubes out of your teeth. You still remember the conversation you'd had after.
"Toji, I'm really fucking tired of pulling your pubes out of my mouth," you had snapped, flicking a strand of coarse hair off your fingers.
He had just shrugged and leaned back against the couch. "You were eager a few minutes ago, baby. You want me shaved so bad? Do it yourself."
Of course, you weren't about to back down from such a blatant challenge. You had gone down the the store, bought a brand new electric trimmerâbecause let's be realâŚToji's dick being bald might actually be worse than dealing with his bushâand now, two days later, you're ready to do the deed.
While you put the guard on the trimmer, Toji shimmies out of his sweats and boxers. The thick trail of dark hair starts at his belly button and follows down his midline, circling the base of his cock and dispersing out over the tops of his thighs. As hot as it looks, it's still a pain in the ass to deal with.
"Alright, Toji," you say as you sit down on the ledge of the bathtub. "Just a little off the top, 'kay?"
"If you nick me, I swear toâ"
"Relax." Your left hand grabs him by the hip and anchors him in place while your right hand flicks on the trimmer. A soft buzzing fills the bathroom, and you adjust your grip on the tool. "It can't cut you."
Your boyfriend just grunts and watches on skeptically. Tough crowd.
The second the trimmer touches his v-line, Toji jumps. You immediately snatch your hand back and look up at him with a worried gaze. "Did I hurt you?"
Toji's throat bobs, and he shakes his head. "No, no. Go on."
You bring the trimmer back to his navel and begin methodically trimming back the hair just enough to make it more manageable. Little clumps of black hair get rinsed down the drain, and you're so focused on the task at hand that you don't notice Toji's cock twitching to life. The vibrations of the trimmer and the fact that your face is so close to his dick are driving him crazy. Fuck, he can feel every breath you take fanning over his skin.
"Almost done," you hum. "Just have to get the underside."
"Underside? FuckâŚ" Toji chokes back a pathetic sound as your left hand slides around to lift his cock up. Your fingers slip down the side of it, pinning it in place against his stomach. This time, the contact of the buzzing electric trimmer has him groaning. "Shit, baby."
He's fully hard in your hand now, cock heavy and hot, tip leaky and flushed red. You pretend not to notice, instead humming under your breath as you trace the shaver over his skin in careful strokes. You keep going until the veins running up the sides are bulging.
"Not so bad, right?" you tease.
The man above you is panting, hands planted flat on the smooth tile of the shower wall. His abs are clenched tight, and his cheeks are dusted a pretty, dusky pink. "I swear to fuck, if you don'tâ"
Toji's words cut off into a low moan as you give him a slow pump. "I was just about to say we should try it out, don't you think? See what kind of difference it makesâŚ"
"Yeah. Yes, fuck yeah," he mutters breathlessly. "Anything you want, sugar."
You've got half a mind to tease him for folding so fast, but you don't think he can stand to lose any more of his dignity. The room goes silent as you flick the shaver off and set it down with a clink against the tub's porcelain. Toji's breath hitches when you finally lean in to drag your lips along the side of his cock, swirling your tongue against his frenulum before sucking his tip into your mouth.
The first inch you take has him groaning in bliss and throwing his head back against the wall. The line of his throat and the firm bob of his adam's apple are a sight to behold, and you can't help the way your eyes meet his. If he was a weaker man, he'd have blown his load right then and there.
Thankfully, he's able to stave off his orgasm by thinking about the time he had to hide in a dumpster on a particularly eventful job. How romantic.
He's only able to keep his mind among discarded pizza boxes and old banana peels for so long when you start bobbing your head up and down, taking his cock as far down your throat as you can manage. It's messy and sloppy, just how he likes it. You always know just what he likes. Maybe he just likes you.
He really fucking loves your throat, anyway. He loves the fact that he can feel you swallowing him down, feel the way his tip notches against the slightest resistance with every bob of your head before you're able to work him down all over again.
Why the fuck was he thinking about pizza boxes?
Toji's soft groans and the wet sound of your throat working itself open around his thick cock echo off the tiled walls. Toji knows better than to look down at you. You've probably got tears streaming down your cheek, drool smeared across your chin, and your hair's probably messy enough to make him wish he'd been holding it for you this whole time.
Call him Orpheus with the way he looks back anyway. One glance at your fucked out face has him shooting his load down your throat without warning. His fingers flex against the tile like he's debating ripping the wall apart himself. "Fuck, fuck, just like thatâŚalways take me so fucking well, good girlâŚmhmâŚ"
You pop off him with a gasp and a thick swallow. As annoyed as you are about him cumming so abruptly, you're much too happy to dwell on it.
Why, you ask?
There's no hair lingering in your mouth.
"I tamed your jungle, Toji. How's it feel?"
"Never say that again, and I'll let you keep shaving me."
"Deal!"
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nerd!jo x popular!fem!reader. sfw smau. we'll see where this goes, folks. don't kill me for this hot mess please. reader is obviously embarrassed. satoru is... sigh :( enjoy the chaos i guess. i like showing satoru's pov in the smau idk why. hopefully i'll switch it up next part. [ PREVIOUS .âď¸ ÝË MLIST .âď¸ ÝË NEXT ] this won't make sense if u don't read the previous part brw!
satoru thanks the fucking heavens because the screen is facing down. his heart is now in his stomach as your head tilts again, your intrigue being evident in the way you chuckle softly. "funny coincidence. i just sent a text to a friend."
a friend.
he doesn't have much time to ponder over the fact that you consider the guy behind his number to be your friend, even if you don't know who he really isâ because you've started typing on your phone again, and he can't risk the 'coincidence' happening a second time.
he quickly grabs his phone in the most nonchalant way that he can manage, instantly opening the first app he comes acrossâ the calendar. he scrolls through it, adding dates and events for next week like he's not making up dogshit. since the phone is in his hand, the next vibration doesn't come loud or noticeable. he swipes away the notification smoothly as your text pops up. he doesn't read it, doesn't respond.
can't risk it when you're right here, can he?
you huff, still holding your phone as you stare at your screen, murmuring softly. "ugh. my friend's still studying, it seems."
great contradictory job at 'switching' the topic, fucking dumbass.
you straighten up in your seat at the wonderful idea, looking around with himâ even though you don't know what your mystery guy looks like, you're confident you can at least narrow it down since the students here are less in number.
one group, three guys, two girlsâ no one sitting alone.
"hmm," you hum in slight disappointment and state your thoughts out loud, clicking your tongue quietly as your fingers play with your necklace, "my guy definitely sits alone, though. can't imagine him being a group study person."
"my guy"â your guy? himâ your guy? his thoughts are scattering by the second. he's not sure he can recover from this.
satoru can feel his cheeks heating up and he knows he has probably fucked up now, but tries to salvage the situation regardless as he murmurs. "oh, ok."
you sigh again, heavy and full of boredom, your lips tugging into a small, tired smile as you glance at satoru and blurt out quickly like you'd been waiting a long time to bring those words out. "i don't think he's interested in me."
interested?
he's not surprised that you just overshared to him even if this is your second or third proper conversation. he knows you somewhat well by now.
and oh, if that isn't the most incorrect thing he's ever heard this year. his eyes narrow slightly in subtle, light offenseâ he thought he was showing his interest pretty goddamn well with his texts, but apparently not. he responds quietly, choosing to remain calm. "oh. um.. why?"
"because," you perk up at his question, like you were expecting him to be not so interested as well, but got proven wrong. you use the chance to speak about it freely, biting your bottom lip. "he's.. he's kind of a studious guy. you know, likeâ actually, he's kinda like you!"
satoru coughs.
"oh? like.. me?"
"like, he's sweet, all calm and proper." you say, running a hand through your pretty hair casually as you think about it, staring up at the lights of the library ceiling as if they provide answers. "doesn't use his phone much, either."
"...you, uhâ you like that guy, then?" he asks, starting to use this opportunity to satisfy his real curiosity, speaking his genuine thoughts because he knows you wouldn't find it suspicious. "i thought you liked sukuna. think my brother mentioned it once."
you sigh at the mention of sukuna, shaking your head as you grimace at the memory.
sukuna was nowhere close to what you were starting to crave. the sex was good, but without it, you felt empty in his presence. it wasn't disappointment, because you didn't have feelings for sukuna despite the activites that took place between you both in the last few months, and he felt nothing for you either.
you hated that feeling. the one that stayed even after the pleasure faded, like nobody really knows you. sukuna never tried to get to know you, he never asked about your favourite flowers or your favourite food places nearby.
since when did you start wanting to be wanted in that way?
you sigh, leaning closer to whisper to satoru so that no one else hears you in the quiet space. you can almost count his white eyelashes, if it isn't for the reflection of his laptop in the lenses of his glasses. "god, no. i wanna find someone genuine. no more playing. someone who's funny, kind, rest-of-your-life type."
rest-of-your-life type.
his heart aches, because if he was at least a little courageous, he would blurt out right now that he can be what you want, that he's right hereâ always has been.
his silence makes you continue, "and to be fair, i don't know this guy too well. he doesn't know me either, actually. it's a long story. so, he just might not be into me at all."
"he isâ ahem, i mean, he has to be. if he's... still somehow replying to your texts, he has to be, right?" he manages to speak, seemingly calm and composed, like it's common sense, his response coming out logical yet full of hope even as his hands fidget with his wired earphones on his lap, resulting in a tangled mess that accurately represents his current situation.
what has he done?
you stare deep into his eyes, feeling a tinge of hope. it's a rare feeling, because there's very few people who radiate that energy in the way he does. still, the doubt that plagues your mind doesn't fade easily, even as you give him a small smile that doesn't quite reach your eyes. "i guess so."
he hates seeing that look on your face.
that look, as if you're unsure of something for the first time. you're always so confident and your smile lights up a room so naturally, that seeing you with the faintest hint of anything negative in your expression makes him want to rewind back to the time when he hadn't slipped into your life with his unknown number as a shield.
it's unfair to you that he knows everything while you're left in the dark.
satoru knows he can't let this go on for any longer.
he has two chances, and he has to sacrifice one of them for the second one to work right. he won't mess this up. he can't afford to.
you both sit in silence for a while.
for him, it's tense and full of worry.
for you, it's calming.
eventually, you have to leave because your bestfriend finally reached campus and she wants to have breakfast with you. you almost want to stay with satoru, but right now, you don't feel like burdening anyone.
"it was really nice talking to you, satoru." you speak, mustering up another smile. "sorry for taking up your time. see you later?"
he nods stiffly, his expression being gentle and friendly as always, but those eyebrows furrow under his messy white bangs in mild concern as he watches you go. "anytime, y/n."
he means it.
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hihihi! :> I was just wondering what app you use to make your smaus? I love your work and its really inspired me to start making my own!! <3333
hi baby!! thank you so much ur so sweet wtf :(
im on ios (i know android has some different options) and I use chatttales!! Iâve also used memi message but its kinda finicky and deleted all of my chats randomly one day so beware </3
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In which you jump out of a moving car to spite Boyfriend!Sukuna
ââbecause he was just making conversation!â
Sukuna scoffs, knuckles turning white as his grip tightens on the steering wheel. âBullshit. That guy wanted to fuck you.â
âOh my god. So what!â you yell. âItâs not like I was gonna fucking let him!â
âCoulda fooled me.â
Just like that, your angry face, which matches his, warps into one of calm decision. With speed he doesnât see coming, you unbuckle your seatbelt, push open the passenger door and jump out of the moving car into the dead of night.
The car screeches to a halt not even a second later.Â
Youâre pushing yourself up and testing the soreness in your ankle when a car door slams shut and Sukuna comes marching over to you. âYou crazy, fucking bitch!â he snaps. Sukuna grabs your face, growling when you try to pull away. He inspects every inch of you, brows furrowed, and piercings glinting under the streetlights. âWhat the fuck is wrong with you!â
âI got a bitch ass boyfriend, thatâs whatâs wrong with me,â you grumble.
He ignores that. âYou break anything? Wrist? Ankle? Dislocated your shoulder?â You shake your head. âWell, thatâs a fucking shame.â Though as he says that, he canât quite hide the tremors in his hands. Quieter now, he mutters with a tight frown, âScratched your pretty face up. Fuck. Lost your one redeeming quality.â
âOkay, so Iâm gonna walk home,â you say, deadpan. âIâll see you around, asshole.âÂ
Sukuna runs a hand through his hair with a frustrated noise. Then he smacks his lips against yours before you can actually start walking away (not that heâd let you get very far). âAlright, alright. You fucking win. Congrats. Christ. Get back in the car â weâre going to the hospital to get you checked out. Fucking dumbass.â
A hospital visit later, youâre in bed with him, cuddled up like nothing happened. Itâs how arguments with him tend to go; neither of you really hold grudges against each other. Not when youâve fucked any grievances out after. The last mention of todayâs incident, however, comes in his sleepy mumble against the top of your head: âpush me out instead.â
âHmm?â
Sukunaâs hold around your body tightens, threatening to suffocate you with his hard chest. âDonât jump out of the car. Itâs stupid. Your bodyâs weak. Skin bruises easily. Cuts easily too. Just kick me out instead. I deserve it, I know... bonus points if it's into oncoming traffic.â
Can i pleaseeee get some moody/grumpy gf x golden retriever bf connie headcannons?
(âŚand maybe throw a couple spicy ones in there for your beloved mootieâŚ? pls?)
well ofc ml (this includes my first attempt at writing sumn this horny iâm sorry if itâs not good đ )
SFW
connie realized he liked you when you willingly talked to him in your shared class, asking him about his Jujutsu Kaisen phone case. you never really talked to anyone, but talked to him.
he was nervous as hell to ask you out on a date for the first time. he took his time, got you flowers, even got you a book that you had mentioned you liked but didnât have.
while you werenât big on PDA in public, you didnât mind showing your love for him in private- kissing his cheek and holding his hand all the time, wanting to always be near him.
he was your safe space, and you were his. you were able to be yourself around him, and he understood you. he understood that you werenât always grumpy and moody, but thatâs just how you came off. he found that charming about you. he also knew that if he ever needed someone to listen to him about anything, that was you. you wanted to listen, be there for him.
his favorite place to be is on your lap. his head nestled on your thighs and your fingers running through his hair. the soft sighs and whines he made while your nails lightly takes his scalp were one of your favorites in the world.
heâs quick to defend you if anyone calls you a bitch or mean. you werenât. just cuz you were a lil grumpy cat didnât mean they got to talk to you like that
he loves to spoil you. whether it be with treats, or anything you like, he loves to leave little gifts for you, knowing itâll make you smile, even if you never tell him.
constantly sends you couple reels on instagram. itâs his favorite thing to remind you that the two of you are dating and that he loves you more than anything in the world.
you were the one to kiss him first; it was slow and tentative, but the moment your lips touched his, you knew you were where you wanted to be.
dating connie helped you become more positive and less pessimistic. if he was all smiley and happy, then maybe things werenât so bad.
the more your relationship goes on, after a year or so, you finally start showing him affection in public, and safe to say he totally did not overreact by nearly moaning when you kissed him in front of his friends for the first time.
NSFW
he puts your pleasure above his, making sure you cum at least twice before he does. he loves making you feel good. the sounds you make are enough alone to get him off.
when you first started dating, he was pleasantly surprised to find out that you have a high sex drive, just like he did.
the first time you had sex together, connie swore he died and went to heaven as he was filling you up. you felt so perfect. the night was filled with praise from him, leaving you in a daze and wondering if you had a praise kink.
he loves when you ride him. bouncing up and down on his cock, praising him for how good he makes you feel, inadvertently feeding his own praise kink.
he almost prefers dry humping and making out over sex. the two of you grinding on each other, his clothed cock rubbing perfectly against the fabric of your panties, the both of you moaning and panting.
going back to your high sex drives, yall fuck a LOT. itâs usually filled with connie just worshipping you, because why should beauty be ignored?
you two are perfect for each other in every way, and heâll be damned if he lets anyone else have you.
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you yearn for a sense of community within the warm arms of the fandoms you indulge in because everyone is so nice and funny and hot and sexy, so on and so forthâŚ
and yet, you lack the skills needed to make friends and put yourself out there because you are a stupid chud or something adjacent idk
what would you do in this scenario, hypothetically?