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𝐈’𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐘 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆… 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅.

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sixpie · 1 year

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+ CUP PROTECTION SQUAD ; ft. eren , armin , jean , & connie .

+ synopsis ; how do the aot boys protect ya cup at the club?

+ cw ; mentions of blood & violence .

you were knee deep into your much-deserved friday night out. alongside you gang of closest friends, you partied hard and drank harder. refilling your solo cup for the umpteenth time in the last hour, you groaned at that familiar feeling tugging at your bladder: you had to pee. peeling away from your girls on the crowded dance floor, you squeeze through sweaty bodies until you run into (eren/armin/jean/connie). with a breath of relief, you push your cup into his hard chest, voice laced with desperation as you beg, “i gotta piss so bad! could you keep an eye on my cup for me?”

# EREN JAEGER .

“whatever,” eren yells over the music, watching as you disappear back into the crowd.

acts all nonchalant, but in reality, he takes this little mundane task almost too serious.

eren’ll just stand in that exact spot, arms crossed, cup in hand, wearing the meanest expression. he knows he’s intimidating, and uses it as an advantage to ward off any creeps.

let’s say a situation does arise where someone comes up to him, trying to tamper with your drink. oh boy, eren’s irrational ass would toss the cup aside, uncaring if it spills, and dragging the fucker outside in the alley to scrap.

don’t worry, he’d buy you another vodka spritz or ‘whatever girly shit you drink.’

overall cup-holding rating: D-

you can’t find eren when you return from the bathroom. chocking it up to him being a flaky prick, you shrug his absence off and meet back up with mikasa and sasha on the dance floor.

it isn’t until an hour later that you feel a tap on your shoulder. you smile, assuming it’s annie or hitch, but that smile plummets the moment your eyes land on eren. he’s sporting a busted lip, and there’s a gash over his thick eyebrow that’s gushing a bloody river down the side of his sharp face. you open your mouth to say something, anything, but you were cut off by eren shoving a cup into your personal space.

“i spilt your drink,” eren explains, as if he’s not all bruised and bloody. “hope you like vodka.”

# ARMIN ARLERT .

“oh my goodness, of course i can,” armin says sweetly, flashing a gentle smile at you. “i’ll be waiting right here for you, ‘kay?”

is happy to help you however he can, even if it’s doing something as simple as watching over your drink.

armin will hold a hand over the rim of your solo cup, mindlessly swaying to the beat of whatever song is playing in the club as he patiently waits for your arrival.

if somebody does happen to approach him, asking to mess with your drink, armin won’t hesitate to drop his angel persona and get a little snippy.

“do you know how creepy you look asking to see another person’s drink like that? you’ve got about ten seconds to get lost before i call my buddies and have them handle you.”

armin would teach the perv a lesson himself, but he’d rather not leave the spot he told you to meet him at. sicking eren, jean, and connie on the gross bastard was the next best option.

the threat always works like a charm, and armin is able to protect your cup with spilling a drop.

overall cup-holding rating: A+

“oh, ‘min,” you sighed. the man had been glued in the same position you’d left him in, accompanied by a soft smile. “thank you so, so much. sorry to be such a burden.”

“nonsense,” armin shrugged off your worries, all the while trying to shake off the tiny blush that had seeped through his cheeks at your clumsiness. “you could never be a burden, not in a million years. i’m glad you came to me, y/n.”

he passed your beverage back to you, and all you could do was blink up at him, stunned by his unadulterated kindness. though, that was armin for you: always the selfless type, his generosity shouldn’t be surprise. “really?”

“really,” the blonde affirmed, scratching the back of his neck as he peered wearily out into the sea of strangers, mingling and dancing. “who knows what kind of creeps are here tonight. it’s just… i’m happy that you trust me to keep you safe. that’s all.”

# JEAN KIRSTEIN .

“me?” jean asks, baffled, before sputtering out a few more words, “i mean, sure. yeah, no-no problem at all, y/n.”

HE’S SO DRAMATIC, a literal nervous wreck for no reason. poor baby is just a 6’4 ball of raging anxiety 24/7 ):

is sweating bullets in the club, tuning out all other noises or people or anything that could possibly serve as a distraction.

jean’s clutching the plastic cup to his chest, like a mother holding her newborn. he places the rim beneath his jaw, using it as a makeshift cover.

it’s unlikely that anyone approaches jean in pursuit of your drink—his overwhelming height does wonders scaring off any potential creeps—but on the off chance someone does come up to jean, asking to take a peek at your cup, he’ll pull the good ole’ ‘girlfriend’ card out real quick.

“why do you wanna see my girlfriend’s drink?”

that mixed with a mean mug from jean is the perfect combination to get any dude to fuck off immediately.

overall cup-holding rating: B-

“gah, sorry i took so long,” you sweatdropped, hanging your head as you stood before jean. “the line for the bathroom was ridiculous.”

“don’t worry, ‘m always happy to help you,” jean smiled, quickly wiping away some of the sweat that had beaded along his brow with the back of his wrist. “your cup, madam.”

he presented the plastic cup to you rather formally, an action that had your eyes crinkling with a goofy laugh. “thank you, sir jean,” you played along, dropping a courtesy before accepting your drink.

jean flushed, maybe because of your laugh? or maybe because you matched his dorky energy so well? or maybe it’s just because you’re you. “anytime.”

# CONNIE SPRINGER .

“you know i gotchu mama,” connie smiled easily, grabbing the cup and swirling it around. “imma make this cup my biatch.”

connie is a certified idiot, but we all knew this.

he’d do so good for the first few minutes, waiting for you to return with your cup secured in both his large hands.

but one minute turns into five, which turns into ten, and the pink liquid dancing in your cup starts to look fucking delicious.

‘one sip wouldn’t hurt, right?’

but one sip turns into five, which turns into ten, and suddenly the delicious, pink liquid is now almost fully gone. it’s not his fault, dammit! he blames you for having the best taste in drinks.

nobody would even approach connie, no, they would all think it was his drink with the way he downed half the fucking cup.

overall cup-holding rating: F-

“you’re a life saver con’,” you cheer upon finally returning back to your friend. he looks slightly more tipsy than when you’d left, his eyelids low and his tongue pressed cheekily against his canines.

“what would you do without me?” connie asks, passing you back your cup.

“i don’t kn—” you paused, feeling the weight of the solo cup in your hands. with a suspicious glare, you queried, “connie, why is my cup so light?”

he just smiled, licking his lips before shrugging like the bastard he is.

#❔ー、☆. headcanons #eren x reader #eren jeager x reader #eren fluff #eren smut #eren x black fem!reader #eren headcanons #armin x reader #armin smut #aot smut #aot headcanons #jean smut #jean fluff #connie smut #connie fluff #armin headcanons

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sixpie · 1 year

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+ NO CLEAN UP REQUIRED ; shig drabble .

+ cw ; masterbation, cum eating .

shigaraki is fucking gross. this isn’t new or shocking information; everyone and their mother is aware that this pale, lanky bastard is a twisted pervert. for example, just imagine a situation like this…

it’s rare when shigaraki finds himself with downtime. with a few hours to spare, he curls himself up in the comfort of his crusty gaming chair, sat in front of his shitty computer monitors. this is how the man prefers to spend his downtime; sitting alone in his filthy, decrepit room with nothing but his video games to keep him company.

what does shigaraki do with his alone time? mostly game—overwatch, league, apex; he’s high ranked and maxxed out in all of them. but before every match without fail, shigaraki rubs one out. maybe it’s because of all his built up stress as leader of the lov? or maybe it’s because he’s almost twenty two and has never felt the touch of a woman? who knows, either way, tomura shigaraki is what you’d call a chronic masterbater.

i can imagine this bastard having twenty plus tabs of pure smut bookmarked on his computer; every single porn and hentai site he can get his grubby hands on. shigaraki is a freak, one who probably watches the most depraved and sick porn available.

‘girl gets sexually broken by seven grown men’ , ‘virgin slut gets ass-fucked and cries’ , ‘fat cock tears her bloody pussy in half!’ gross shit like that.

shigaraki’s so shameless about it too, it’s almost comical. he never wears headphones, no, that would be too considerate. instead, he lets the pornagraphic moans fill his room, so loud that dabi always bangs his fist against their shared wall, barking out a “turn that sick shit down!”

shigaraki always turns it up.

he splays out his skinny body, limbs spread out loosely over his chair as he holdings his bare cock with a four-fingered grip. he’d always use his own saliva as lubricant, claiming that buying lotion just to jerk off with was a waste of money that he didn’t have.

shigaraki’s spitty cock sheens in the blue light of his screen. his slit bubbles with pre, and he soothes it with a rough thumb swiping over the tip before falling back into those harsh pumps. he always stroked himself hard and fast, to the point where it started to hurt. but shigaraki craved the pain.

after his sixth video of the night, he finally is able to cum, semen spurting up to splash against his long sleeve sweater. the white cum contrasts harshly with the black fabric, but the villain doesn’t seem to mind all that much—he’s far more icked out by the cum dripping over his fingers.

“ugh,” shig groans in disgust, leaning forward to reach for a tissue… only to find the box was clean empty. oh yeah, right, he is a chronic masterbater after all. he had completely forgotten that he blew a load into his last tissue the night before.

instead of getting up to find a rag to clean himself up, shigaraki opts to shove his dirty fingers inside his mouth, lapping up his essence like it was honey. he shuddered at the salty taste, but continued sucking until his hand was clean. er, at least clean enough.

he doesn’t even bother to change his now cum-stained shirt. that would be too much effort. instead, shigaraki opens a new window, booting up a valorant match.

jesus christ, he’s so gross.

#❔ー、☆. nsfw #shigaraki smut #tomura x reader #tomura imagine #shigaraki x reader #shig smut #dabi smut #touya smut #bnha smut #bnha fluff #bnha headcannons #mha smut #aizawa smut #lov smut

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sixpie · 1 year

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# HEADCANONS

❝ CUP PROTECTION SQUAD. ❞ ⋆ [ E. JAEGER, A. ARLERT, J. KIRSTEIN, C. SPRINGER ] how do the aot boys protect ya cup at the club?

# DRABBLES

coming soon !

# FICS

coming soon !

#❔ー、☆. snk masterlist

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sixpie · 1 year

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# HEADCANONS

coming soon !

# DRABBLES

❝ NO CLEANUP REQUIRED. ❞ ⋆ [ T. SHIGARAKI ] the disgusting way shigaraki cleans himself up after jerking off.

# FICS

coming soon !

#❔ー、☆. bnha masterlist

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sixpie · 1 year

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( bnha masterlist . ) + ( snk masterlist . )

#❔ー、☆. masterlists

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sixpie · 1 year

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. . 𝘌𝘔𝘌𝘙𝘎𝘌𝘕𝘊𝘠 𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘔𝘐𝘚𝘚𝘐𝘖𝘕𝘚 !!

hello everyone! i hate to do this, it sounds like i’m begging for money but i really am in a tight situation with medical bills and all that shit. if you are interested in commissioning me, please read the following …

1.) PRICE ; every 500 words will be $5 (i.e. 1000 words will be $10, 1500 words will be $15, etc.)

2.) PAYMENT METHOD ; cashapp .

3.) CONTACT ; you may message me through dms on this blog to request . please give me the character you want, a name for y/n, and the amount of words you desire .

4.) LIMITS ; i will write anything besides scat, race play, age play/pedophilia, and alpha/beta/omega dynamics.

thank you for taking the time to read this !

#❔ー、☆. commissions #fanfic commissions #commision info #writing commissions #commissions open

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sixpie · 1 year

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i. please please please do not interact with my account if you’re under the age of seventeen. this blog is mainly going to be focused around sexually explicit content, and having a younger audience view my writing makes me a little uncomfy.

ii. if you decide to drop a request/commission me, i’m pretty much okay writing about every topic! however, there are a few things that i absolutely won’t write about, those being scat, pedophilia/age play, and alpha/beta/omega verse.

iii. as of now, all of my public drabbles and fics will be purely female! readers. i’m sorry for this, but it’s just easier for me to default to the female anatomy, especially for smut scenes. you may request male! readers when commissioning though!

iv. i will give any character a shot at writing, but characterization wise, i feel that i am the best at writing for touya todoroki, tomura shigaraki, shouta aizawa, levi ackerman, and eren jaeger.

v. this is the obvious one, but don’t interact if you’re racist, homophobic, transphobic, xenophobic, anti semetic, yadda yadda. basically, don’t interact if you’re a 4chan dweller.

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