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arlerts-angel · 6 months
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🪽where'd all the time go? it's starting to fly.
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purrsuit1 · 9 months
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“I’m not enough, I’m not him”
(I’m sorry guys 🥲)
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chrollohearttags · 10 months
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armin + his love for titties..no other words…
cw: fingering, tittysucking, squirting, nipple orgasm, pet names (daddy, sweetheart, pretty, my love) mention of lactation and breeding/pregnancy, him with a tongue ring
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so it’s no secret that Armin is obsessed with your body. Baby loves all of you from head to toe..sometimes a little too much. He can’t help it when he sees you in those sundresses, walking around with that thick ass swaying every time you take a step. Or in your bonnet and boxer shorts, walking around the house with that pussy looking all plump in them, so much so, he bends you over right where you stand and fucks you until you’re a dripping mess. Especially when the two of you are smoking on some chill shit, your legs resting in his lap and he’s watching you lick his blunt for him..he’s ready to pounce, imagining that tongue gliding up and down his shaft..but honest to goodness, the thing he adores most are those pretty titties. They always look so delectable, sitting up in your tank tops or cropped shirts. Practically seconds away from spilling out when you’re riding him like a bull. Bouncing on his dick and those beautiful breasts are right there in his face. It just so happens when you two are watching a movie one night and you’re wearing something very revealing that he can’t stop staring. Not giving a damn about what’s on that screen.
“Hey, come here.” Waving you over nonchalantly with two fingers, still glaring down at his papers and bud as he assembles them. Dressed in the exact attire that always got him riled up; those tight tank tops and tiny shorts being swallowed up by your ass, you’d shuffle over to your boyfriend, stretching your legs across his lap. He’s rubbing on your calves and eyeing you up and down as he passes his blunt for you to lick..and of course, get the first hit. You guys relax and enjoy each other’s company as per usual. You were focused on the movie but his eyes were elsewhere. Fixated on the bounce of those beautiful breasts each time you reacted to the scenes; jiggling when you laughed at the two men getting chased by a dog or when you jumped from a scary scene. It was when one in particular frightened you so badly, due to a multitude of spiders appearing that you screamed and Armin saw this as a perfect opportunity. Patting his thigh, he’d usher you into his lap and cradle you close. “It’s okay, babe. It’s just a movie.” But much like anything this man done, it was calculated. Down to picking this particular flick because he knew it’d drive you straight into his arms and he’d in turn get you straight out of your clothes. It was while you were being held by him, that you’d suddenly feel his hands creeping up your shirt, relaxing there like he had done so many times before. Gently kneading his fingers into the soft flesh of your tits, lightly pinching your nipple in the process. It was something you were used to..he would absentmindedly squeeze them at random times, just always craving that physical touch and contact. But tonight, he wanted a little more…
“What are you doinggg?”
“What? I can’t kiss my pretty girl?..”
mumbling into the crook of your neck as he placed soft pecks along your jugular, suckling on your throat…while he did so, those hands sitting idly inside of your shirt, tugged those breasts out of their respective spots and exposed them to the cool air. Your nipples were already rock hard but he’d waste no time playing with them and increasing that sensitivity. Rubbing slow, gentle circles around the brown buds, he’d let his pouty lips rest on your jawline before trailing back up to your lips. You could feel the steel of his tongue ring all over your skin and then inside of your mouth as your tongues clashed once more. Those sloppy, slow kisses were always the best and you couldn’t get enough. By now, the movie has become a sheer afterthought and your beautiful body was the only thing he was tuned into..
“You’re so gorgeous, you know that?”
mumbling as he always did when he was needy and starved for your touch. Pinching and playing with them, Armin eventually worked his tongue down to flick each of them and grope your breasts in the process. He was completely and utterly fixated on your body..attending to your every need and desire at the moment. And of course, his own…
“ ‘Min….”
“It’s alright, sweetheart. Just relax..”
soon, you’d find his palms roaming up and down your skin..gently and delicately touching you. As if you were fragility in its purest form. So loving and sweet. But he couldn’t help himself when had someone so damn fine all to himself. Snaking his tongue out, Armin would let the cool metal of his piercing make contact with your areolae and then proceed to slurp on them. Meanwhile, his fingers were trailing lower and lower, eventually sinking down behind the elastic of your shorts. The entire time, his eyes didn’t stop meeting yours, just to ensure that you were focused on him and him solely. But he didn’t have that worry about..especially when those digits made home inside of you and between those dripping folds. In a matter of seconds, you’d release a loud gasp before your head fell back to your shoulders and onto him again.
“Oh my God…yes..” whimpering so sweetly that it elicited a loud moan from you, causing his cock to twitch from behind his sweats. Tugging them down your hips to give him more room to work them in and out, letting them delicately twist around inside of that tight little sex. “You’re so wet, baby….feel good when I suck on these pretty titties while I’m fingering you?” But that much was apparent by the way you were trembling from both sensations. He was absolutely infatuated with the way your nipples stiffened in his mouth. How soft, supple and plump your breasts were..his mind couldn’t help but to shift to the thought of getting you pregnant. Oh, how full and juicy they’d be then..leaking that sweet milk. That’s when he’d hone in on rubbing your nipples with his opposite hand; stimulating each one with constant friction. It felt so fucking good, you had to all but bolt yourself to the couch as to not shoot up. But what he did notice was how tightly you were contracting and he knew that you were experiencing something euphoric:
“Aww, my baby’s about to come just from getting her nipples sucked..so cute. Your first time having that happen, huh sweetheart?”
“Y-yes! I love it so much!..”
chest heaving and crying ensued as you felt you were nearing that inevitable climax. Your eyes would cross once more before he’d pull you by your chin to face him. His digits began to pump a little faster, reaching that spot..as always, he’d hold your hand and talk you through that nut. “Good..that’s all I want to hear, baby. All I want to hear. Now come..let it allll out.” And you didn’t hesitate, letting that building pressure release in a stream of squirt..one that shot all the way up his arm and bare chest. He was so amazed at how that pussy responded to him. Shaking and gasping, (y/n) clutched his forearm and rode out that orgasm on his fingers. He’d quickly adjust to place a soft peck to your temple and rub your face to ensure you were alright.
“I-I came so hard!…so-sorryyy.”
“Aww, don’t apologize. You were perfect, baby..daddy loves when you come so hard for him..” making you melt within his grasp; letting you bury your face into his chest. He understood your body to a science and he’d spend every second worshiping you. So as long as you let him have his fun..doing everything to keep you satisfied and make that beautiful body tick.
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st4rb3rr13s · 7 months
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I feel like Armin acts innocent.
He’s the boy everyone goes to for homework answers. He wants a good future and shows it by being around people with the same goal in mind while also having fun. Armin the innocent one in the friend group . So innocent to the point he’s tooth rotting sweet. Everyone looks at him that way, even Eren and Mikasa. But you know the real Armin. The Armin who gives you back shots, roughly pulls your hair, and whispers how bad you’ve been. The Armin who fingers you in the changing room because that dress looked so good on you. Armin who fucks you in the car, windows foggy, because you gave him some attitude. Armin who’s not innocent, not in the slightest.
Idk smthing I’ve been thinking abt recently. Should I make this longer?? Longer
@s3lfinvolvedh3athen
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raenacreates · 1 year
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Today’s warm-up: Armin <3
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dekirufran · 14 days
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An eremin I did for kissartfebruary some years ago
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ringsofsaturnnnn · 9 months
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— [🪐] ·˚ ༘ ✎ 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞
MDNI | a.arlert x fem!reader
𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 :: armin has to hear you say those three words, even if you’re dating his friend.
𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨(𝘴) :: kinda mean armin, breeding kink, armin refers to himself as daddy once, armin calls the reader a slut, reader is cheating on jean, car sex (let me know if i missed anything!)
𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦 :: woahhh, i’m back on the writing grind? also, i apparently don’t know what a drabble is cause this got way longer than expected. anyways, enjoy! not proofread, so i hope it makes sense 😭
© 2023 ringsofsaturn | please don't copy or repost my works! i have not given permission to anyone to repost my works. reblogs/comments/likes are okay!
𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥
tag list: @arminsumi <3
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it was wrong. you knew it. he knew it. the both of you knew it, but it didn’t stop you.
your dainty fingers found his soft cotton t-shirt, tugging him closer as your lips danced together passionately. his hands toyed with the hem of your shirt, his fingertips ghosting over the soft flesh of your tummy.
he had you pinned between the door of his car and himself, the coolness of the steel seeping into your skin despite the fact that you had a shirt and jacket on. “armin..” you gasp, pulling away from the blond. both of you had matching blushes and giddy smiles on your face.
a voice deep inside of you kept telling you that this was wrong. that jean had always been a good boyfriend to you. he never did anything to warrant you cheating on him with his friend. however, when armin’s fingers gripped your waist and pulled you closer, you pushed that voice away.
“hm?” his voice came out as a low hum, his fingers trailing up and down your sides. a shiver raced down your spine at his gentle touch. “i.. i need you..” you couldn’t stop yourself from saying what was on your mind. looking up, you watched as a wicked grin slowly crossed the supposedly “innocent” blond’s face.
“then get in the back of my car.” was all he whispered.
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it wasn’t long before you found yourself on top of armin in the backseat of his expensive sports car. your shirts were both discarded, armin’s pants and boxers pulled down to his knees. you had perched yourself precariously on his lap your fingers squeezing his bare shoulders.
“tell me you love me.” he panted desperately, sweat beading up on his pale forehead. his golden locks were glued to his sticky skin as he thrust into you mercilessly. your eyes widened at his request, but his pace never faltered. “i-i won’t hold you to it, i promise. just.. oh god-“ he grunted. “i just have to hear you say it. please..” his voice was whiny as his fingernails dug into the leather of his car seats. his head was thrown back, resting against the fogged over windows of his car.
without a second thought, you said the three words armin so desperately needed to hear before he came deep inside of you. “i love you!” you gasp, your nails sinking into his soft flesh, leaving small crescent shapes in their wake. the blond let out a small whine, one that resembled something a puppy would make. “say it again. say it again, please!” he begged. his grip on your waist tightened as he continued to force you down on his cock.
“i love you. i love you so much, armin.”
that was all it took before he moaned loudly, his hips stuttering a little before stilling. you could feel his cum entering you, filling you to the brim. “oh fuck, baby..” he hissed quietly. lifting his head, he pressed his sweaty forehead against yours. the sounds of panting and the smell of sex lingered in the air, reminding you of what the two of you had just done.
his hands never left your hips and you never moved your hands from his shoulders. it wasn’t long before he was pushing his lips against yours once more, slowly starting to move his hips. “gotta.. gotta breed you before i can let you go.” he murmured softly against you.
you kissed him back without a second thought. “gotta put my baby in you.” pulling away from your lips, he leaned in close so he could whisper in your ear. “how do you think jean would feel, hm? how do you think he’d react if he found out that innocent little armin was fucking his girlfriend like the slut she is?” he taunted, starting to kiss down your neck.
armin could be mean and his words could be cruel. but for some reason, his cruelty and taunts turned you on all the more. you couldn’t help but moan, babbling incoherent nonsense. armin chuckled, pulling away from your neck. moving one hand from your hip to your chin, he gripped it with his index and thumb.
smirking, he tilted your head side to side as if he was examining you. his blue eyes watched you like a hawk as he witnessed you going stupid on him. “i asked you a question, sweet thing. now answer it, or are you already too dumb on my fat fucking cock?” you just nodded your head, tears pricking your eyes.
playfully scoffing, armin shook his head. “is my dick better than jean’s? hm? go on. tell me.” armin gave a particularly harsh thrust, hitting just the right spot that sent you spiraling off the edge of pleasure. “yes! your c-cock is better! s’much better..” you whimpered helplessly, tears freely flowing down your cheeks now.
he laughed loudly, cooing in response to your words. “yeah, that’s what i thought. my poor baby isn’t being treated properly by her boyfriend,” moving his hand, he wiped the tears that dripped down your cheeks. “it’s okay. daddy’ll take care of you now..” his sweet words dripped off his tongue as your eyes rolled back in pleasure.
“g-gon, gonna.. g-gonna!” you couldn’t finish your sentence. your pussy clenched around him as you came, making him groan loudly in pleasure. “good girl. that’s a good fucking girl..” armin praised as he chased after his fast-approaching high. “gonna knock you up, okay? gonna give you my baby. you’re gonna have our baby, then you’ll be mine forever..”
all you could do was nod as armin gave one last thrust, whining as he burst inside of you. he pulled you close, holding you flush against his sweaty chest as his heavy load shot inside of you. loud moans escaped your parted lips as your sticky skin stuck to his.
what you did was wrong. you knew it. he knew it. the both of you knew it, but it still didn’t stop either one of you.
“hey sweetheart?”
you looked up, allowing your eyes to lock with his beautiful ocean blue ones. you tilted your head, a silent gesture to tell him to continue speaking. a wide smile spread across his face as he parted his lips.
“i love you too..”
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nightfall-kachiniko · 5 months
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⋆。𖦹 °.🐚⋆❀˖° HUSBAND! ARMIN HEADCANONS
paring: husband!armin x you
cw: some smut, and a lot of fluff. hes so loveable I love armin .
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- Although your husband is the rather busy commander, he always makes sure to spend some time with you.
- Mainly that’s because he can’t be away from you for more than a few hours without having a stroke. He doesn’t seem like it, but he really is clingy. He always wants you by his side, and him by yours. He can’t stand being gone the whole day without any sort of interaction from you, it’ll drive him nuts.
- He expects a kiss when he walks out the door, and a kiss when he comes home. And if it’s a stressful day you know he’s gonna be rubbing up on you, begging for cuddles. (Come on you have to give it to him)
- He can’t stop touching you. Maybe it’s by habit, but there’s always a hand on your thigh or holding yours. Even brushing the hair out your face, that’s all that man does. he loves fidgeting with your wedding ring too. Especially kissing it when he kisses your hand. He worked hard for that ring, and he couldn’t imagine who else he’d want to wear it.
- BUT MY GOD SLEEPY ARMIN. Him all passed out on his messy desk, soft snores filling the air as he rests his head on top of his arms. Poor baby’s exhausted, he’s barley had any sleep in days, and you know how badly he just wants to rest. I can just imagine you walking in on him and you drape a blanket over him to keep him warm. God he’d love that <3
- armin’s so soft, even in the bed when you two are making love. I know this man loves some Lacey lingerie but would never say it. He’s the type to be too shy to buy you some for Christmas, but desperately wants to. He’d see a sexy pair in the store and would imagine you in it all day.
- He’s so vanilla omg 😭 When you two do get intimate, he’d do his best not to hurt you.
“It doesn’t hurt does it lovely?” Like yes it does please fuck me harder commander.
- into grabbing your hair, or pulling it back into a ponytail while he does back shots. Obsessed with the way your ass jiggles with every thrust he does. He loves how pretty you look with his hands running down your body, and with his creamy cum all in your cunt.
Please wear some white lacey lingerie for him. His dirty thought are all about you. (Visual link)
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wettvagina · 6 months
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INSANE
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WARNINGS: Dacryphilia , P in V , Pussy eating ,Blowjob A/N: Insane by Summer Walker
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"Fuckkkk." Armin cried out, his orgasm nearing for the fifth time that night, as he sat on the edge of his bed, his cock in your palms, "You wanna come?" you teased, "Yes, please." he cried out, his eyes turning glassy, "How badly?" you questioned as you stroked your finger over the pink tip.
"So badly." he moaned, "You'll do anything?" you whined playfully with a teasing tone, smiling with his cock in your grasp, "Yes! Anything." he spoke with his weary voice. "Hmm." you hum, hands stationary around his cock.
His hips thrusted slightly, you looked up at him, an annoyed expression latched onto your face, "Didn't I say not to move?" you question, "I'm sorry." he whined, his voice sapped and his eyes red.
"I'm thinking." you said, "Please, please, I'll do anything, mommy." he whined out desperately, you looked up at him, lips latching onto the tip of his cock as you looked up at him innocently, a single tear rolled down his rosy cheek.
Poking his cock onto your inner cheek, you slowly slid your wet lips up and down his cock, moving as slow as possible as you saw streams of tears running down his face, making his entire face red.
"If you're close tell me." you say, his cock resting on your tongue as you spoke, "Mhmm." he cried out, using your hand to grab at the base of his lengthy cock, you bobbed your head on his cock, hearing him sniffle as the wetness of your spit coated his cock, inducing the movement of your lips on his cock.
"Fuck." he cursed out, "I-I'm close." he moaned, with that you pulled his cock out of your mouth, he moaned at the sudden loss of his orgasm, again. "Fuck. Please, I'll do anything." he sobbed, tears streaming from his eyes, you loved seeing him cry.
You raised yourself so that you were face level to him, wiping his tears, you looked deeply into his ocean blue eyes, "I want you to eat me out." you commanded with your hand on his cheek, stroking away his tears as he sniffled, using your unoccupied hand, you began stroking his shaft.
Your wrist moved swiftly as you pumped him, you tightened your grip on his cock when you felt the vein of his cock pulse, "Fuck, fuck, fuck." he wailed, "I'm- coming." he mewled, feeling thick, sticky ribbons of his come on your hand, you looked down at his throbbing cock, spurting streams that ran down his length.
Once your eyes met his, he scurried onto his knees, allowing you to sit on the bed, he pulled his boxers over his cock as he eagerly pulled down your panties, upon exposure to your wet pussy, he delivered licks to your sticky clit, "Fuck." you groaned, you noticed Armin hadn't stop crying, and the way his tears flowed down onto your pussy turned you on.
He latched his lips onto your swelled clit as his tongue maneuvered long stripes of licks onto your clit, his tears mixed with your juices as well as his spit, the mixture of wetness reaching your inner thighs as he sloppily sucked on your pussy.
A flutter of pleasure caused your abs to tensen, your eyebrows shot up as you let out a string of moans, your lips forming an 'O' shape as Armin cried into your pussy, you heard his sobs and sniffles as his tongue swirled around the rim of your pussy.
"Fuck, I love you." he cried, tears dazzling on his eyelashes as a mixture of your juices and his spit dripped down his chin, "I love you ,too." you moaned out, face scrunched as you grabbed onto his blonde hair.
His face buried in your pussy as his nose circled your clit, his tongue poking at your enterance before licking a long marking from your hole to your clit, you felt your toes curl as your grip on his hair tightened.
Armin used his hands to spread your legs wider, followed by pushing your back onto the bed, with this new open access to your pussy, he slobbered all over your pussy desperately.
"Fuckk." you cursed you, eyes closed shut as he spread his wet tongue over your clit, sucking on it as you felt your insides prickle with a sudden intensity before letting loose as you came on his face, licking his lips which were coated with your come, he looked up at you.
Eyes red from crying, his entire face and his hairline wet and his lips puffy and red, sitting up slightly to look at the expression on his face, you smiled as his eyes met yours.
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paratoxicii · 4 months
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we as a community don't talk abt the mischaracterization of armin enough in fanfic bc there is no way u are making him speak ganglish and make him a pothead that is a khakis wearing bible study church boy who feeds birds at the park and cries at dawn commercials like actually get tf outtt 😭
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arlertdarling · 8 months
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armin’s expressions in official art are just so
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>:(
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arlerts-angel · 4 months
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How does Armin react when u let him take the condom off mid-fuck session 👀👀
☽ armin arlert x fem!reader
☽ a/n: coming back from a three-day hiatus to post this bc i haven't stopped thinking about it, so thank you nonnie!
☽ warnings: penetrative sex (piv) | brief mention of male + female masturbation | pet name: angel | creampie
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"take it off..." you groan as the tip hits your sweet spot. his heart skips a beat or two and his thrusts into you slowly come to a stop. "h-huh?" he replies, slightly confused. "the condom... take it off." you clarify.
"r-really?" he asks, the heat from his hands could practically burn his fingerprint into your skin. you nod and watch as he eagerly pulls out and unrolls the condom, freeing his pretty cock.
"and y-you're sure it's is okay?" he asks again, nervous but excited. you giggle and nod, reassuring him once more. he wraps his hand around his cock, jerking himself off to get fully hard again.
he pushes his leaky, red tip slowly past your folds, knees buckling at the warmth of yout cunt around his bare cock. "ohhh fuck," he breathes, pushing his length deeper into you, relishing the feeling of your walls hugging each of his cock's veins and curves.
the pace of his thrusts into you pick up quickly. "never... again..." he stammers, "no more condoms. gonna fuck you full of my cum, angel. you deserve it."
"want you to cum inside me, 'min..." you sigh and wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside you. he throws his head back blissfully and moans. "wanna feel your cum dripping outta me...!" you cry out, toying your clit faster and harder as you get closer to cumming.
"you're gonna make me cum," he breathes, "fuck, i'm cumming angel...! i'm cumming-!" he whines as his cock throbs and shoots strand after strand of cum inside you.
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chrollohearttags · 1 year
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toxic armin as your little mischievous work boyfriend that’s always flirting with you on the clock and trying to fuck on you after hours.
cw: nsfw, black fem reader, friends with benefits, both reader and Armin are toxic, fingering, car/public sex, mentions of weed; both consuming and selling, and vaping, perv armin, (he uses a bit of vulgar language), infidelity, backshots, squirting, oral sex, bulging, spit play, daddy’s used like once
📝: just a little random drabble I thought of at like midnight last night as one does and couldn’t get it out of my head. Toxic Armin is my new obsession as of late. This is also inspired by my boo @lemmetreatya ‘s lovely, amazing series!
working with Armin was always an adventure in and of itself. Someone who looked so innocent and sweet, always being as helpful as possible, would have never made you guess that he was the exact opposite, later on down the line! Having both been employees of the local convenience store for a few months, specifically the night time, where you’d catch a few stragglers coming in and out to buy cigarettes and lottery tickets. Third shifters heading out for the long twelve hour intervals ahead and stocking up on energy drinks, chips and candy to keep themselves awake. All in all though, it was fairly peaceful so it left much room for the two of you to get acquainted. You would go an hour or two at a time without so much as a single customer walking through your doors. Oftentimes, leaving you to your own devices. That’s when you first came to know Armin for who he truly was.
both of you college students, working part time for a little extra money but it didn’t take long for you to learn of his real occupation..watching him go outside for frequent ‘smoke breaks’; sucking on a vape pen while passersby would slide their hand across his for some sort of exchange. And he knew every single blind spot around the perimeter to avoid getting caught. The first sign that you knew this man was slicker than oil. That boyish charm was fooling nobody! But you were no snitch and you’d keep your mouth closed, as long as he promised to supply you with your own free of charge. “I got you as soon as we clock out, don’t worry..” It was a small compromise he was willing to make..especially for a pretty girl like you. Having a friend and his own personal eye candy in one made this shitty little side gig all the more worth it. So the two of you would sit in the chairs, watching surveillance and whatever show you were into at the moment from your phones to pass the time. Not to mention, talk shit about your clientele and any other topic that came to mind.
including the most taboo one..however, it did arise one night while you were in the backroom, getting ready to do a restock and you were confiding in one another about ex partners and how bad the relationships were. Now, he did have a notorious reputation for being a fuck boy as well so you took his words with a grain of salt. Even so, it was entertaining to listen to his tales of him having sex with girls who would sneak behind their boyfriends backs to come see him. Supplying them with the dick they so desperately craved before blocking their numbers and never talking to them again. “Damn, Armin. So you doing bitches like that? I’m scared of you..” always joking and teasing him as he tried to downplay his own efforts. You couldn’t judge him too much though because there was a slew of niggas on your own line that you had ghosted after getting ate out and then dipping before giving anything in return. Maybe that’s why you two got along so well..you were equally toxic! Still, he’d just give that same nonchalant shrug and pretend otherwise.
“You’re so crazy, (y/n). I have no idea what you’re talking about. All I do is work and go to school.” And indeed, that’s exactly what it would seem to anyone who spotted the baby-faced boy..with his pouty expression and pretty blue eyes. His blonde shag, always a little scruffy but styled just right. A single tattoo going down his forearm and a tongue piercing between his lips. It was easy to see why anyone would leave what they had at home for his ass. But you weren’t the only one with wandering eyes. Armin would catch himself stealing glances at you as you stowed away boxes. It was a horrible thing to do but sometimes, he’d watch you struggle for a bit to place one on a high shelf just so he could see your tits as your tight fitting shirt lifted or that thick ass jiggle in your pants. “Sorry, let me come help you.” His favorite phrase to utter after getting his eyeful.
he couldn’t lie, he had his fair share of girls but not one was seeing you in any aspect. From that pretty dark brown complexion, deep set matching eyes, tall frame and stacked, curvy figure. Your makeup and nails stayed laced..he had never once caught you without long acrylics, a new install or fluttery lashes, whether extensions or minks. Two gold nose cuffs sitting on your nostrils and a freshly started tattoo sleeve going down your forearm. Courtesy of your tricks that would be lucky to get anything more than your conversation. He respected it, honestly. One look and it was easy to see why you were always having your way. You could probably talk him up out of his clothes and a little cash too. This job was nothing more than a means to an end for you both. Something to pass time and make a little pocket change.
also, the perfect place to hook up after hours! You had developed a pretty promiscuous habit of flirting throughout the night; making little slick, dirty comments to each other out of earshot of anyone and even sneaking feels away from the view of the camera. When you’d bend down, he’d press himself against you..slowly rutting those hips to your backside. Rubbing up on your breasts. You didn’t make it any easier when you subtly bounced it on his pelvis to make him hard. Garnering a tiny damp spot on the fronts of his joggers. He couldn’t help it when you were so fine..and thick as hell. “(Y/N), if I didn’t know any better, I’d swear you were trying to get me in trouble.” “You are smart. How’d you know?” It didn’t take long before you could no longer hold back on those desires and things came to a head one night when he offered to take you home after getting off a little earlier than expected due to a pipe burst in the store. You were perfectly capable of driving yourself but he had other plans. Once back in the parking lot of your apartment complex, he’d hand off the complimentary he promised you after making sales and you vowing your silence.
normally, he’d pre roll your blunts but he had to see you in action for himself. Sitting in his passenger seat; windows tinted, doors locked and the subtle thud on music playing through the speakers of his Infiniti G35, Armin so casually reclined his seat as you placed the ground up seedlings into the papers..flicking that long tongue across the line to seal it up. The way he glared up at you, subtly chewing on his lip with his eyes half shut.. “..what’s wrong?” “Oh, nothing..you just look pretty tonight, that’s all.”
a compliment that shouldn’t have meant anything coming from his mouth but the way he so suavely uttered it, you couldn’t help but to feel something. You’d pass the blunt back and forth, getting high in his front seat until you began to feel a buzz..one that worked its way to your private areas! “Y’know (y/n)..you can lick a blunt real good. Thought I should tell you that..” Randomly declaring in his intoxicated state as he leaned over and brushed your cheek. At first, only making you laugh. “Nah, I think your ass is just nasty.” And he wouldn’t attest, not one bit. Instead, he’d offer to prove just how right you were!
his hand slowly creeping up your shirt and working to unfasten your pants. Those little lips brushing against your own in a weed induced haze and eventually blossoming into full blown deep kisses. Those once dormant fingers found home inside of your panties as your work clothes began to disappear from your bodies. His shirt off and tossed on the back floorboard as he crawled closer to you. Those lanky digits working their way around those wet folds and plump lips. Hearing you moan against his mouth in reaction to having your clit massaged. Watching your reaction as he buried it to the knuckle. Eventually, he’d work it inside; watching you nearly claw the leather off of his door handle as he spread your legs wider and fucked you with those fingers. “You’re so fucking tight, I can barely fit another one in..” but he had plans to stretch that little pussy out before he left. Soon, you’d find his head resting between your thighs and the sounds of slurping arose from that seat. “Oh, fuck..Arminnnn. That shit feels so good..” whimpering with that blunt in one hand and his golden locks in the other. So greedily and proudly devouring your cunt as he had never done any other woman before. For further lube, he’d glance up into your eyes; his cheeks sandwiched between your palms and ask a favor:
“Spit in my mouth, right now.” Further proving what you said earlier to be very true. Even so, you did as he asked; leaning forward to let saliva drip between his teeth and he ate to his heart's content. “Nasty ass..I love it.” Soon, you’d find yourself making a massive mess of his chin and center console. By the time he was finished, you left him with a mouthful of sweet nectar..the best he had ever tasted. And him being your best eater by far!
“I’ve never had anybody make me squirt off of head, you something else.” Laughing as you tried to fein embarrassment. But he wanted to see that pretty smile and you taste the remnants of yourself. Running his finger underneath your chin and feeding you sloppy pecks. “That’s nothing, baby. I can keep you coming all night.” Besides, you were his first experience with one so he couldn’t wait to feel that first hand..watching you flow all over him. But first, you wanted to return the favor and let him get a taste of what you had to offer. It wasn’t long before you found yourselves on the backseat; ass up in the air and his khaki sweats shuffled around his ankles. Seconds later, you were swallowing him whole. Sucking on his tip and looking into his eyes as you did so. You’d slather him up in spit, jerk him off until he couldn’t take another moment of teasing and start fucking your face. Forcing your head down on his cock until you cover him in all that saliva. And just because he was so good to you earlier, you don’t let up until he’s filling your throat full of nut and shaking violently from his orgasm. “Goddamn, (y/n)..!” Kissing you immediately after you make him come.
from there, you found yourselves fucking wildly; letting him give you rough backshots as you fogged up the windows in a weed induced haze. Only taking him halfway with a thumb in your ass until you opened up for him to fit more; Intoxicated on it and each other. “This dick feel so fucking good..” “..yeah? So who does it belong to now? Tell me.” And the answer was blatantly obvious. Letting him pound you like crazy until he was satisfied with what you said. Even choking you until he elicited the correct response.. “You daddy..it’s yours.” Losing count of the amount of times you make one another climax until you’re both too exhausted to move. You wetting him up and him emptying himself inside of you, begging with the promise of getting you a Plan B if you allowed it.. “I don’t want to pull out, baby..let me nut in it, please..” and the way he talked you through your orgasms, you were more than glad to do so!
by the time it came to an end, it was nearly four am and you were both so exhausted that you allowed him to spend the night at your place. Needless to say, there wasn’t much sleep once he got you behind closed doors…beating you sore in the shower and then fucking you slowly from the side until he fell asleep with his cock nestled between your folds.
from that day forward, your part time job became all that more exciting. And your partner in crime turned friend with benefits made the night shifts much more tolerable.
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st4rb3rr13s · 7 months
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Sickly Sweet Armin
Armin is the sweetest guy, who would’ve known how good he treats you.
“Fuck baby, keep fucking me, just like that.” Armin mumbled, his eyes a beautiful contrast of teal and baby blue. His eyes were all on you, and that sloppy cunt taking his dick so well.
You don’t even remember how many shots of Hennessy you both took. If you were to guess, maybe 5? But that’s really the least, and the way his mouth kept degrading you. You felt like you were floating on air.
Your mouth gasped as your pussy fell right back on his dick. Your eyes closed, tears falling down. In addition, you couldn’t remember how many rounds you’ve been going. You didn’t want it to stop, you wanted to feel his dick all in your stomach. You already felt him in your throat, but fuck you would take him in your mouth again and again. Just to feel this feeling, of being full of him. His hand slapped your ass, bringing you to this moment. Your eyes opened, seeing his low hooded ones stare right back at you.
“Move, fuck. You’re so tight, fucking teasing me so well. Fuck, move princess.” Armin whined, his head falling back.
Your legs were quick to bounce on his cock again. Armin, who is so sweet. When you met him, he was the nicest boy. He’d help you with your homework, buy you coffee, and make sure you got home ok. He never made you uncomfortable and always knew how to make you laugh. Kids and animals loved Armin because he was always so sweet. A sickly sweet, even.
His sweetness hypnotized you into falling for the boy, who in return felt the same. Armin wasn’t like his friends, either. He has a good future ahead of him, getting all A’s, and working a part-time job while in school. Most kids your age don't do all that. They like going to parties, drinking and smoking all night, stuff Armin sometimes participates in, but mainly is too busy for. He was never too busy for you, though.
Armin has always been good in bed. When you two first had sex, he was so sweet and soft. He fucked you with all his love for you, going so slow but so deep. It always made you cry as he praised you, telling you how good your pussy has been for him.
Don’t get you wrong, though. Armin has a different side to him. Maybe it was because Connie kept flirting with you, telling you how he could give you the pleasure you oh so craved. Maybe it was the way Eren and Jean would talk to Armin about how to fuck someone. Or maybe it was just you. You who made his rough side come out of him. You both don’t really know.
You could always tell when Armin was about to go rough, his smile starting to become more tight. The way his fingers thumped on your thigh one too many times. His blue eyes looked at you before excusing the two of you real quick. Pulling your hair as he gave you backshots in the mirror. Pleasure? He could give you pleasure. His dick roughly hit every spot you could imagine, not giving you anytime to think.
Just like now, not being able to think. Only being able to go up and down on his length. He knew he was fucking you dumb, too. The smirk he has on his face, the sadistic grin. It makes you want to fuck him so bad he’s left a whimpering mess, but he wouldn’t let you do that, not today at least. Armin would make sure to put you in your place. Leave you nothing but a cum filled whore. That’s exactly how he’ll treat you.
“Armin, please.” You whimpered. He hummed, wanting to hear more of what you had to say. “We’ve been going at it, I can’t cum anymore. Please, min.”
“You’ve got one more, I know you do, sweetheart. Be the dumb little whore I know you are, be my good little whore.” Armin whispered.
You shook your head, trying to utter something when his fingers circled your clit. Your mouth turned into an o-shape, your legs starting to shake. You felt so good, too good. Your eyes closed as wet noises filled the room. Armin knew exactly what he was doing, the manipulative bastard always did. Your nails started to leave crescents on his back, red marks being left like the purple ones on your neck.
“Armin, please.” You muttered.
“Please what, princess?”Armin whispered.
You hummed, putting your head on his shoulder. His hand hit your ass, before he kissed the side of your head. Although Armin was mean, he wasn’t that mean. Like what you hear from Eren’s girls, how he’s so degrading or Jean’s who is sometimes way too vanilla. Armin is right in the middle, perfect for you.
Your legs started to burn as you felt your rush. Your pussy kept slapping against his balls, making a clapping noise for anyone who could hear exactly what’s going on. Your eyes shut, feeling the knot starting to come undone.
“Cum, sweetheart. I’m here.” Armin whispered.
As soon as you heard that, your pussy clenched onto his dick. Wet liquid squirting onto his abs, you saw stars in your vision. Your hearings became foggy. You felt a warm liquid inside you as the person on the bottom mumbled something. Your eyes opened, seeing the mess you two made. You looked at Armin to see him breathing hard. He must have cummed at the exact moment you did. He took a deep breath, before looking back at you.
“One more round?” Armin asked.
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levmada · 5 months
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how it started :’ )
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…and how it ended (everyone is happy and alive canonically accurate) :)
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crazychaoticizzy · 3 months
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Butterflies Are Never a Good Sign
Armin x Reader
WARNINGS: fluff, not beta-read, i wrote this in less than ten minutes probably (it was a vision and i needed to share immediately), please enjoy anyway
Word Count: 386
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Armin traced the tattoo on your shoulder, his fingers lightly brushing the fragile wings of the butterfly.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “One more question.”
He’d been asking you different questions for what seemed like hours, but you didn’t mind. You liked talking to him. You like hearing his voice and listening to his questions.
You turned your head slightly, letting him know you were listening.
“Why a butterfly? Don’t you say they’re bad luck?”
“What? I don’t say that.”
“Yes, you do.” He let out an amused breath. You felt the smile on his lips as he moved closer to you and pressed a kiss to the spot between your shoulder blades. “You say that butterflies are never a good sign. You say that when you feel them in your stomach you get sick, because you know you’re in deep and it’s only a matter of time before you become vulnerable with whoever gave them to you.”
He drew circles against your arm with his index finger. You were silent for a moment, thinking about your response.
“I suppose.” You did always say that. You never liked feeling flustered or hot, and you hated the way your stomach flipped when someone flirted with you. “However, butterflies also symbolize change.”
It was a last resort. You weren’t entirely sure why you got the tattoo other than the fact that it’s pretty, but you pulled something you read about the animal from the vault of your mind to give a smart sounding answer.
Armin smiles against your back again. “We both know you didn’t get the tattoo for the meaning.”
You rolled your eyes. He always saw right through you so easily. It was no wonder he held you in the palm of his hand, ready to do anything at the drop of a hat for him. “Fine. It was just pretty. I like it.”
“Do you still?”
You nod, your lips curving up as he pulls you closer. Your heart skips a beat. “Butterflies aren’t that bad, if you think about it.”
“Do I give you butterflies?”
“I dunno.”
You smile, and he kisses your back one more time. You and him both know he gives you butterflies, but what Armin doesn’t know is that you’ve never been more vulnerable with anyone than you are with him.
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this was something short and quick that was not beta read but i hope you enjoyed <3
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