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hate when i search up a character and the first thing that comes up is smut. like i dont wanna read that shit right now
#☆. mqnji#eren yeager#can smut not be the first thing that comes up#it's actually ridiculous#manjiro sano#attack on titan#opinionated
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⠀ ⠀ ⠀꒰⠀⠀⠀𝗁𝗂𝗌⠀𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌⠀𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾⠀𝗉♡𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗇!⠀⠀⠀꒱ ⠀
◌﹒ ﹙𝟣𝟽﹚ he ) him BLACK
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how can i be like you. you have so much confidence to share your opinions. what are your secrets.
uhmm no secrets, i just learned not to care what other people think ESPECIALLY if their opinion is stupid plus its the internet
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thinking about me? 𖥔 tokyo revengers ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤmanjiro sano. sanzu haruchiyo. rindou haitani.
summary ⋮ who knew you'd have such an effect on him? standing as dangerous men yet submit at the thought of you. not proofread.
“she's nothing but a doll.” is how he describes you. to play, to use, to throw away: the set rules of every doll. real or fake, dolls are meant to be played with. they are not and will never be permanent. you're his doll. his play-pretend partner only, so why's it that he hesitates every time his hand holds the door that'll separate you guys once again. what is it that glues him down for an extra thirty minutes whenever he's with you?
mikey's worried. each thought of you circles in his brain until the only thing he can think of is you. to say he hates it would be an understatement—he loathes it. mikey swore from the day he lost his remaining siblings that he'd never give anything his attention, nor would he give an ounce of love. this does not exclude you, but recently he's been scrapping that law. like the symptoms of the flu getting stronger, his feelings after each night with you strengthen.
sex? money? the feeling of having someone? but you're not his lover, you're just a girl. some random nobody that caught his eye. his executives wonder how long you'll last. mikey works on his impulses, they can't help but wonder what the outcome of this situationship would be. of course, they can't gossip about it out loud—no, not even a chance! as stoic as he is, mikey will not tolerate any disrespect towards his people. one sentence and you're cold by dinner.
in mikey's mind, somewhere hidden like a needle in a haystack, holds his answer. it's where the truth is. in the harsh reality, mikey already knows and he'll continue to avoid it until he's ready. he's more than aware that inside there, he already labeled his surname on you. y/n sano.
but you don't mind. you never did. you'd be a dancing clown to walk into this thinking mikey would solidify your relationship. after all, it's not manjiro sano, it's manjiro sano of bonten. the one who walks head-to-toe with the grim reaper; to fear and to be feared. you know mikey has no capacity for commitment, which houses the reason why you can face him with a smile. comforting yourself with this is why you can still be around him. it's unreasonable and idiotic but who are you to complain? at the very least you can proudly say you're the first and last of mikey's. not a flex to others, but a flex to the women that dangle on his arm thinking they can dry him clean.
insane is what this man is. there's no denying it. sanzu haruchiyo allows the demons to take over whether he's sober or not. he's a man of his word and loyalty. if he delivered a command, it shall be done without hassle. if a command was delivered to him, it will be done swiftly. that's how he works. the rush of pleasure sanzu receives from loyalty gives him a high no drug can replace. which can be questioned by his choice in women. next to a man of loyalty sits a woman that lies like there's no tomorrow. in her defense, she can't tell the truth in the underworld—what if someone uses it against her?!
you have no idea and do not want to know why you caught sanzu's eye. the only conclusion you can come up with is that he's into opposite attracts. actually, scratch that—not a single soul knows why. not even mikey himself. by the way he introduces and debuts you on official events, you'd swear to the skies that you're his fiancee. you'll never forget your first meeting with sanzu. it was the perfect example of drunk decisions, sober regrets.
somehow you found yourself straddling his lap. it seems like the alcohol dissolving into your system like salt dissolving into water made way for bold actions. you recognise him, he's the guy that's been basically eye-fucking you the moment you stepped in. were you scared or intrigued? who knows. maybe even a little bit of both.
aside from his scars and gun strapped on his waist, he's cute! the illegal item's watered away by the fact that this man looks heavenly in pink. god, you do love a man that embraces pink. you can look at him all day—not like you aren't already but that's besides the point. finding comfort in the silence, you permit yourself to play with the ends of his mullet. intertwining three random strands to make a mini-braid. you're not the hardest to entertain, is what he thinks.
sipping on whatever the hell he ordered, sanzu watches you in content. he only looks away when you lean back with a “done!”
“thank you princess but undo it.” “you're so funny!”
resting his glass on the coaster, he slouches down into the coach, hugging the couch's backrest with both hands stretched out on it. call him predictable but he's amused at you being the first non-bonten executive to dismiss him. whether you meant it as a joke or not, he wants you.
having nothing to say, sanzu continues to watch you. maybe you can understand what he's hinting.
“do you want to take this further or are you going to continue watching me like i'm an ad?” “thought you'd never ask.”
and so it begins. a night of wonder and lust that'll be met with confusion within the next thirteen hours.
“who..?” “uh...”
two adults standing three feet away from each other stand in silence. there's an intruder in someone's house. well, maybe not an intruder but there seems to be some lore missing. rindou stands in front of the doorway, questioning the woman that sits on his toilet. he raised himself right, so he closes the door and allows you to finish whatever activities you were doing.
judging from the state of his room, you two either fought a battle or had fun. he can't recall anything other than being graced with an absolute beauty last night. if that experience was something ran indulges in on a daily, he might just let himself loose. not sleeping with women every day—that is a no-no. no shame to anyone but rindou, personally, is a “i'm saving myself for marriage.” type of guy (it's an excuse. he gets intimated by women easily and he is not proud of that.)
too busy with picking up the long forgotten clothes, rindou fails to notice your awkward stance beside his closet. if you look hard enough, you look like you're about to pull out a lightsaber.
“so...rin, right?” you question, shifting your weight back and forth on your feet. you'd love to help but what if you embarrass yourself?
turning to your position, he answers with a “hm?” before dumping the pile of clothing in a basket. that's a worry for future him. unbeknownst to the man himself, you're salivating. who knew whole body tattoos would look so delicious?
busying yourself with the pillows, you help to neaten the room. lowkey-highkey, it's an excuse to save yourself from embarrassment again. if you're busy with something else, it makes it easier to hold a conversation.
“sooo, what're we going to do after this?” glancing quickly at him, you try to savour his existence in your mind. no way you have enough courage to face him eye-to-eye after last night. let's just say, without hesitation, you'd go for another round without further discussion. he's a rare gentleman that you want to lock in a cage.
stretching his arms, rindou flexes his back muscle before answering, “who knows? think about it after breakfast.” rindou feels rather bold this morning. he feels like he controls the world on his palm. with the sudden boost in confidence, he walks over to you with his hands stuffed in his sweatpants' pocket, leaning his upper body down to your level. he tilts his head to the side, bangs shifting in movement. pretty, lilac eyes force you to hold his in yours. comforting yet not-so-comforting silence, you have a solid two seconds before you look away. who can win a staring contest against this angel? not you that's confirmed.
“breakfast? i'm not a good cook though.” “sure..!”
hopefully he won't create anything too hazardous...
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pervy shigaraki who can never stop thinking about you. always humping his pillow whimpering and waiting for you to come home so he can stuff you. you tell him what a good boy he is and how good he's doing. he's misses your touch and your words sooo badly.
#⠀ ⠀⠀ ౿ ׂ ִ vampurities#revyona rambles ꕮ ﾟ#black writer#shigaraki tomura#shigaraki imagine#subby tomura#dom!reader#uwaaa he's soooo cyute ૮₍ ˶•⤙•˶ ₎ა#tomura x reader#tomura imagine#mha x reader#mha x black reader
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..⠀⠀⠀𝗪𝗢𝗘⠀⠀⠀♡⠀gun fiend!aki
that moment you opened the door and saw him standing there, his back hunched and a horrible posture that made your own back hurt. it was a silent moment between you two, at first you couldn’t tell who it was until you saw the ring on the tie. he stood there, saying nothing, just breathing heavily. your eyes meet the end of a wide pistol, which caused you to squeal a little. he looked so pale, so…miserable.
“aki what happened to you?” you finally asked hoping to get an answer, but he just stood there. not a single word from him.
he took a step forward, which made you fall back onto the ground. you were frozen
with fear as he bent down, leaning over you. his lips uttered a word, but you couldn’t catch what he said, more like you couldn’t hear what he said.
“( name )....sorry….” he muttered softly. your eyes were looking down at the ground, you were trembling, you were too scared to look him in the eyes, this was not the aki you knew. the aki you loved. aki used his hand to lift your chin up. you were looking at each other. eye to eye. tears were on his face, there was still some of him left in there.
you can hear the rifle cock. you started backing away, fumbling to get up. was he gonna shoot you? you didn’t want to die yet. you were finally able to get on your feet, but your legs were shaking violently, too scared to even lift a toenail because you thought he gonna shoot if you tried to escape but that wasn’t the case at all.
he moved closer towards you. you two were inches apart, face to face with the wide pistol on his head, you think this is finally the end, but that wasn’t it at all. the gun sticking out of his forehead has to make aki tilt his head at a different angle as he locked lips with you. his chappy lips against your soft ones left you wide eyed. maybe aki was still there, hopefully.
“love…you…” he said as the rifle was against your heart. it was beating rapidly, the kiss was absorbing as he steals the air from your lungs. he finally pulls back from the kiss. “sorry…” you were confused. why does he keep apologizing? "so...very sorry..." the last thing you heard was a loud gunshot as your vision suddenly went blurry. you finally knew why.
#⠀ ⠀⠀ ౿ ׂ ִ vampurities#black writer#x black reader#aki hayakawa#aki x black reader#aki x reader#chainsaw man#csm angst#angst#gun fiend#aki hayakawa x reader#csm x reader#chainsaw man x reader#aki angst#gun devil
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..⠀⠀⠀𝗣𝗢𝗶𝗦𝗶𝗢𝗡⠀⠀⠀♡⠀gojo satoru drabble
his moans and whimpers were like music to their ears. "you're such a good boy for me, 'toru." the sound of a pathetic , needy man filled the room. you were on top of the man, his face red from seeing you in such a position. he never expected this to happen, one minute you guys were drinking with the others next thing you know you're in gojo's room, sitting on his cock, not moving.
"(name), please, its been 5 minutes i can't ─" gojo bit his bottom lip, he couldn't take it anymore. "you can't what?" (name) asked, "you thought you were slick, didn't you? i saw you with those women, satoru." they grabbed his face, the two locking eyes. "you and i both know those women can't fill your desires, your cravings, the need to be fucked like i can." gojo nodded quickly. "i-i'm sorry (name) i just ─" (name) shook their head. "no but's, you don't get to cum until i'm ready to make you cum, ya hear?"
"please sweetheart, 'm sorry i won't do it again, please just ride me i can't do this anymore," gojo begged, his cock was throbbing inside them. ( name ) thought for a second, biting their bottom lip. he looked pathetic, they watched as gojo continued to beg for them to move, tears forming in his eyes, they almost felt bad for him. "okay, baby, i'll help you.." ( name ) cooed, kissing his forehead.
( name ) sat up, lifting themself off of him, gojo's cock covered in their juices as they slammed themselves back down on him, making the man moan happily. "now say thank you," ( name ) demanded as their hands roamed all over the man's body.
( name ) started to ride him, the sound of skin slapping filled the room. "( name )!" gojo moaned out loud as they rode his cock. "ah fuck 'toru, you're such a good boy aren't you," ( name ) moaned out. "my sweet baby, my pretty boy ─ fuck !" the sound of ( name ) praising him was music to his ears, he grabbed ( name )'s hips, slamming them down as he started thrusting upwards, meeting their pace. ( name ) moaned loudly, their body quivering from the suddent thrust. "fuck, gonna cum..." gojo said softly, "can i cum inside you? please angel, please let me cum inside you..." ( name ) groaned as their movements sped up. "of course baby, you can...cum inside...me," she said breathlessly between moans.
gojo whined, "( name ), my love...my sweetheart, 'm gonna..." with one final thrust, gojo released inside them, "FUCK!" panting heavily as ( name ) patted his head. his legs were shaking, his breathing shallow.
"you did so well 'toru," ( name ) muttered, "so so well." gojo smiled softly, his face red, sweat droplets on his forehead as ( name ) grabbed his chin forcing him to look up at them. a grin as they looked at him with desire.
"but we're not done just yet."
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#⠀ ⠀⠀ ౿ ׂ ִ vampurities#gojo drabbles#gojo satoru#gojo x reader#black writer#revyona rambles ꕮ ﾟ#gojo smut#jjk gojo#jjk x reader#x black reader#black reader#jujutsu kaisen#minor writing smut !!
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he may not have been an important character to everyone but i genuiely hate how marco died it makes me so mad. he deserves the entire world </3 reiner and them did him SO wrong
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As someone who agrees with your take on the black eren thing I feel terrible because I follow like 3 people that do it but they take it way to far. Like “ma” “mama” they over here with “uzis” selling weed…like first of all onya is RIGHT there. Second of all it’s just corny as hell. The exaggeration is crazy. Idk why they are mad tbh. Acting like other black people cant critique it. The whole point of fanfics is keeping the character the character with minor changes (for example, maybe you like a villain and you make them a little nicer than they are in the media they are in) I felt bad for saying stuff like this but I genuinely cannot stand that type of writing as a black person. And don’t even get me started one Connie…
EXACTLY! i am also black i don't mind when people make certain characters use aave in fics because i do it sometimes because i think its funny. ( i.e the use of aave in my navi intro for manjiro ) but sometimes they take it to far. they make aave the whole entire character or they make them so ooc. and the connie ones have it worse than eren ngl 🙊 i'm sorry but i've been an aot fan for years i just don't see it 😭 stoner eren who smokes weed? yeah def i see it but the dragging of aave is so erm...
#☆. mqnji#aot x reader#attack on titan#eren x you#eren smut#eren jeager x reader#black writer#connie springer#eren x black reader
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The blk Eren fic thing is so true tho. Not just because of how Eren is written but also because of how Reader is always a super specific type of thicc, ig baddie, hood bitch. Not that there's anything wrong with that but like..I'm a nerdy bitch and Eren is white, wtf are we doing at a trap house? And why's he a rapper?
that too , usually the y/n doesn't bother me tbh until they start acting a certain typa way i know i wouldn't act but i can't control how y/n acts in other peoples fics 🤷🏽
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the blackfication of eren and sometimes armin is sooooooooo odd. how are people getting butt hurt from your opinion… it’s giving weird. there is no world where this german (maybe turk) genocidal maniac is a rapper or a drug dealer who uses aave. i know this is fiction but go touch some grass. and regardless, you would get mad at anybody doing this in real life so why fantasize about it???
hol on while i write aave fics of mikasa and annie 💻😭
like im not tryna be mean its just weird how you're niggafying a maniac white man who killed off half the world 🤷🏽
#☆. mqnji#eren smut#aot fanfiction#aot x y/n#black writers#eren x y/n#eren jaeger#stoner eren#eren x you
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ain't eva lie
Eren jaeger is the face of niggacore white boys. why are you calling me mamas and taking me to your “crib” when you should be taking me on your yacht rn. why’re you using heavy aave when you should be saying “whatever major loser” and “i be horn swallowed” what happened to that? how you go from “dude” to “yo what’s good g”
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honestly i agree with the whole eren ft blackreader and using aave being a bit cringe. i get its ppls fantasy or whatever but it’s kind of off putting for me (i’m black btw) no hate like he’s a white german, in no fantasy do i want a white guy speaking aave to me 😂 shit sounds funny asf highkey
YES BRO YOU GET IT. like mfs turning eren into a whole black stereotype and you think i'm not gonna sit here and talk about it 😭 i just think its funny so i posted it on here, twt, ig & tt then here come the mfs who get mad over an opinion 🙊
#☆. mqnji#eren x reader#eren yeager#eren smut#stoner eren#x black reader#aot x reader#aot x you#aot x black reader
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I agree w Eren being written in a super cringe way in blk!reader fics, but white people definitely smoke weed assgfhdffg 😭 I could see Eren being a stoner in a modern world tbh
IK WHITE PEOPLE SMOKE WEED im just saying i just think it's embarrassing how they turn him into an entire black man its sooo out of character i think its funny 💀
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i physically recoil everytime i read an eren fanfic where he is always a fucking stoner who overuses AAVE like in what universe would he act like that? that is a WHITE GERMAN MAN who destroyed 80% of humanity 😭.
#eren yeager#attack on titan#eren x reader#eren smut#he's a white man#be so serious rn#black writers
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