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nadaboodraws · 5 months
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Reunited.
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slwtawn · 3 months
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knockout!
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ponury-grajek · 9 months
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yeager brothers in some modern!AU
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bearbrickjia · 1 year
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Jaeger brothers. Art prints available on my Inprnt shop!
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skippylynn · 3 months
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Walk in the field during the snow today ❄️
01.06.2024
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kariighost · 5 months
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ON SITE
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anlian-aishang · 5 months
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SNK Men - Climaxing Voices - Eren, Armin, Jean, Levi, Erwin, Reiner, Zeke [nsfw]
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Eren gasps. 
Every time, he thinks he has got you down. Every time, you manage to take his breath away. Fingertips drip down his washboard abdomen - slow, warm syrup. Tangling his strands in your fist, a hundred little stings make his head spin. Each of your touches yanks an inhale from the shallows of his throat. Each of those gasps - an unconscious reward to your consciousness. The raw fluster, steep pitch, and innate shock of his breaths construct a fine symphony to your sex. Accelerating along with the ascent towards his peak. Loudening as the coherence of his thoughts die down. Choking on himself and the pleasure you bring him.
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Armin hyperventilates. 
Insane blush across his twitching face. Fingernails dug deep into the mattress, clinging to anything that might help through this. Arms weak and trembling after many minutes perched above you. At first, his hyperventilation incites panic, but the strength of his symptoms slings you to reassurance. Red dilutes in his chest. Gentle ripples in his torso. Lip that dances between strain and bliss. More than anything else, the warmth that fills your insides. His heat seeps to your deepest depths, a pleasure that neither of you can deny - no matter how much strife his labored breaths may suggest. 
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Jean swears.
Teeth clenched in resistance - an attempt to keep those words within, to keep himself together. Grit hard, lips trembling, you cannot help but lift your arm to his face and cup his head in your hand. Watching him work towards climax, you are overwhelmed with admiration, pity, and the desire to coax him through it. Gentle words dwell on the tip of your tongue, but are outrun by the swears that spill off his. Fuck! Jean hisses, sending shivers down your spine. Oh god, how amazing he sounds. Shit… Shit! Before tonight, you could count on one hand the times you had heard him curse, always careful to keep things clean around you. Tonight, though, he can’t fucking help himself. Waves of pleasure wash away his standards as he flows into you.  
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Levi grunts.
Strong. Capable. Invincible. They were the words others used to describe him, and until this very moment, you had, too. Before you got in bed, you labeled Levi that way for years. It was only after hours of sex that he, and therefore your understanding, began to dismantle. His breaths had been even, relaxed, regular, but as the buck of his hips grows frantic, so does his voice. Muscle spasms make his waves build and crash at an unpredictable pace. Yet, you are the one demanding the most of him. More precisely, your pleasure. For you, he would endure to the point of sweat, soreness, and most of all, revealing his most vulnerable self. Each fuck had drawn strains of his tendons, grits of his teeth, and now grunts that turn your blood icy and core fiery. Sharp inhales and exhausted exhales fall to your ear and speak straight to your mind: only you could bring him down, and for only you would he wear himself out to this end. To witness stress and exertion in someone you regarded as unbreakable set your sex ablaze. It is not his orgasm for which he labors, but it comes as a secondary side effect to yours.
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Erwin moans.
It feels good. It feels good. Calm collectedness has every other minute of his every other day. With you, Erwin is allowed to unwind. Nights in bed, that loosening takes another form, the rawest one. Pure yet filthy moans straight from his diaphragm, through his throat, past his distantly parted lips. The depth of his voice is so heavy, it seems to saddle the room. With each fuck he gives, his voice rains down on you. Gallons of honey - sweet to hear this side of him. At the same time, an iron dumbbell dropped on your stomach - scary when your six-foot man is brought to his knees. Soaring confidence when you realize that the reason for it is you.
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Reiner groans.
A lovely, difficult game. Endless tests of strength. An endurance round of pleasure. Reiner adores the strain, but it does not make him immune to it. His calves are weakening, having pushed off the bedframe this many times. His forearms are rock-solid, supporting his stance. Biceps flexed as he brings himself back and forth, in and out again. It is not easy, but he does not pretend that it is. In fact, yet though he won’t admit it, the excuse to voice himself is one of his favorite aspects. Groaning in exertion. Groaning in endurance. Pulled in two taut directions: working for your orgasms and trying to delay them. Eventually, it is you, though, who brings mercy to his battle. Ankles knotted at the small of his back bring him over the brink and spill him into you. 
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Zeke chuckles. 
Maddening and succulent. Irritating and magnificent. You have exceeded his expectations, but that delight is at war with his need to be right. He never thought you would taste this good, feel this good, your perfection a hard contrast to his prior conceptions - formulated by the disappointments found in all others. His blood rushing, head spinning. On the brink of orgasm. On the brink of a mental breakdown. Zeke can do nothing but chuckle. It is the first time you have heard him laugh, yet the last of all settings in which you expected to. His voice is deep and arid, somehow smooth from out his throat - ran raw from dirty talk. As his climax dawns, humor dissolves into satisfaction - sounds that are neither laughs nor moans. Senses deprived - pleasure fulfilled - by you.
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shandzii · 6 months
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pfpanimes · 5 months
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⌕ shingeki no kyojin - FINAL!
like or reblog if you save/use.
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spiteless-xo · 9 months
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since we're being semi soft today.... do u have any fluffy thoughts on any of the marley boys ?
🙊 i'm answering this out of order from the requests in my inbox because i was HOPING someone would ask this after i posted the fluffy thoughts on the other boys -- so thank you for this 🥰
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╰┈➤ fluffy headcanons pt. 2 - aot.
ft. colt, reiner, porco, zeke. cw. gender neutral reader
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⋙ colt grice.
colt coaches falco's soccer team. he gets up early in the morning, dressed in a fleece half-zip with some gloves to set up pylons on the field for the kids' drills. he knows every kid by name and doesn't give any special attention to falco just because he's his brother -- parents love him. doesn't notice that some of the younger moms are hitting on him until you point it out, and then he gets awkward and flustered every time he sees them.
please just picture this man with little pink-flushed cheeks from the early september chill, blowing steam into his hands to keep them warm. he's calling out encouragements to all the kids as they run back and forth on the field -- always praise, because they're just kids and this is only for fun. he looks back at stands and just beams at you, excited that you were willing to get up so early just to watch him coach a bunch of little kids
idk why, but in my head, colt is not funny 💀 like he just doesn't understand comedic timing and isn't quite a quick or sharp as some of the other boys, but he appreciates every single one of your jokes!! he absolutely kills himself laughing every time you make a joke and he gets so excited about them that he'll tell other people your jokes (poorly 😭) but be laughing so hard they don't even understand him
ALWAYS kisses you and tells you that he loves you when he says goodbye. it's something that he does with falco already (that falco hates, btw), and one day it just slipped with you like "mwah! love you, bye!" and he goes beet red in embarrassment when he realizes, but you quickly kiss him back and now you do it every day 🥺
⋙ reiner braun.
this man only knows angst i think reiner really cherishes quiet moments of intimacy with you. like driving in the car with your hand laced in his, or having a nice meal at home that the two of you cooked together. it means a lot more to him if you show him that you love him through small gestures, instead of telling him.
he looooooooves head massages. he'll sit on the floor between your legs on the couch while the two of you watch tv so you can run your fingers through his hair and scratch his scalp. guy is vocal about it too, groaning and moaning when you rub his temples. 💀 and his knees go absolutely weak whenever you scratch his head
he has a really hard time falling asleep when he's alone 🥺 he gets really anxious at night sometimes, so if the two of you are apart he hardly gets any sleep at all -- but when you're in bed with him, this guy falls asleep the second his head hits the pillow. he feels so safe and comfortable with you that it helps ease some of his worries just knowing that you're beside him.
if you roll away from him in bed when the two of you are sleeping together, guaranteed in a sleepy haze, this man is grabbing at the bed trying to find you again. the second his hand rests on your body, he hooks his arm around your waist and pulls you tight against his chest -- sighing into your shoulder and sleepily kissing your neck. when you tell him about it the next day, he says he doesn't even remember doing it 😭
⋙ porco galliard.
porco is perpetually grumpy and bratty, except for when it comes to you. this man literally will talk to you in a baby voice when the two of you are alone together 💀 if you've ever seen those tiktoks where the girl calls her bf and makes him do the baby voice when he's with their friends -- that's porco.
like "babyyyy, i'm weawy hungee, can you make me a snack?" and he's looking up at you with big dumb eyes and a little pout while he rubs his belly. lowkey kinda cringe but the shift between his baby voice when he's alone with you and his normal voice when he's with the boys is just too funny 💀
also -- loves snacks. has a stash of chips and cookies and treats in the cupboard because he's always munching on something. if you're cooking dinner for him, he'll take a snack tax and munch on one of the foods you're prepping for dinner. you always tell him he's going to spoil his appetite, but he hasn't yet!
LOVES GOSSIP!! when the two of you are out with your friends and one of them says some out-of-pocket shit, you see porco in the corner of your eye looking at you like 👀 and you just KNOW he's going to talk about it on the car on the way home. in fact -- when the two of you go on road trips together, you don't even listen to any music. you just spend the entire time filling each other in with drama at work/school/etc. and gossiping about how other people's relationships aren't as good as yours 💀
⋙ zeke jaeger.
zeke is in his early thirties but he acts like an old man. whenever he gets up from sitting down he's pushing himself up with his hands and groaning. cracking his back with a loud moan. sighing heavily and collapsing into the couch like 💀
really into grilling? like spent a bunch of money on a fancy grill and now will take any excuse to have people over for a barbeque. he's got an apron that says something dumb like "women love me, fish fear me". you guys will be having a bbq and he's standing by the grill, watching the meat, with a pair of dark rayban sunglasses and a beer in his hand.
loves feeding you. like physically feeding you. like, if he wants you to try something that he cooked, he'll hold it in his fingers and get you to open his mouth for him 💀 he sets a little piece of cookie down on your tongue or between your teeth, and watch you expectantly as you chew it and tell him your opinion
loves building things, too. like you'll mention offhand that you think it'd be nice to have a garden and the next weekend he's coming home with planks of wood and building you raised garden beds 🥺 you don't even have to ask, he's just like "she wants a garden? ok, i'm on it!" and he immediately gets to work.
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red-pencil · 5 months
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The last Bob's Burgers episode is not for the faint of stomach, which is why I love it.
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bluebirbbs · 4 months
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PART FOUR (14-17) 🍔✨
Slow buildup for some Zeke and Tina ✨ love em
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oxygenbefore1775 · 10 months
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when you have to leave him in the morning
➥featuring: porco, reiner, zeke x fem!reader
➥cw: petnames, suggestive aka hints of sex and groping in porco's, also forgery in zeke's (as if ud expect anything else from him), also zeke's a doctor here
➥summary: after staying the night at his place, you have to leave in the morning yet he's dead-set to get in your way (or not)
➥a/n: aka my beloved tagelied trope (i can't fucking get enough of it)
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Porco
tries to get off one last time
A heavy sigh escaped your lips as you noticed his figure appearing in the mirror's reflection, silently entering the bathroom while you were getting ready to leave for work. His eyes found you in a heartbeat as did his arms, snaking their way around your waist and getting dangerously close to the hem of your shirt.
He observed you hastily going through your skincare routine for a few moments before emitting a low grunt, his lips gingerly brushing against the nape of your neck. "C'mon baby you don't need all that shit," his hold on you tightened, turning possessive, "you're already so pretty. Save this time for something else." With the bluntest of insinuations leaping of his tongue, Porco slid his fingers under your shirt and started tracing shapes on the tender skin of your stomach.
Yet, you remained strong in the face of his bold caresses, "It's only thanks to this 'shit' that I've been so 'pretty', Pock." Your breath hitched as his palm slid up to your breast, gently cupping it, but you continued, though with a clear strain to your voice. "And no, the last time I caved, I was late to work and I couldn't exactly tell my boss that my boyfriend wanting to get his dick wet was the one to blame."
"You know that's not what I meant," he pleaded, his brows furrowing in growing desperation. His voice dripped with honeyed sweetness, weaving a seductive melody that lingered in the air. "Oh, please. I can't bear to wait a whole day to have you back at my place. I'll drive you there myself, even if it means getting a ticket. It's just too good, that pussy of yours."
As his words hung in the air, followed by thoughtless pecks to your neck and back of your head, you couldn't help but to feel the allure of his proposition. The thought of succumbing to his enticing offer tugged at your resolve and coiling familiar warmth in your stomach, tempting you to give in to the desires.
Fortunately for Porco, your self-restraint was practically non-existent.
With a gentle nudge you pried yourself out of his grasp to face him and fall back into his arms again. "Ok, but only this last time," you playfully interjected between breathless kisses.
His dark chuckle melted against your lips, the low rumble of amusement sending more heat into your stomach. "You say that everytime."
Reiner
helps you to get ready
With a delicate yet persistent rub to your shoulder Reiner roused you out of the deep sleep, calling out your name in an affectionate manner to make sure you were awake. Blinking your eyes open, you smiled at him in recognition before wandering your still hazy gaze to the clock. The burning white digital numbers jolted you awake as you realized you had overslept.
A drawn-out "shit" flew past your lips along with curses directed at your phone for not setting off the alarm clock, and you scrambled out of bed, your mind racing. Your eyes lay to Reiner. If it wasn't for your phone, then was he the one to wake you up?
Your head void of any other thoughts, you stated bluntly, "I'm running late." With those words you turned to Reiner, a surge of hope and pleading momentarily glimmered in your eyes, desperate for a solution to your predicament. However, as the weight of the situation fully settled in, a new wave of despair crashed over you, overwhelming you with the number of all the tasks that needed to be accomplished in such a short amount of time. That initial glint of hope irrevocably faded, replaced by a deep sense of worry and frustration.
Ever the paragon of composure (at least when it came to your predicaments), Reiner flashed a reassuring smile at you. "Not to worry," he mused, his voice laced with warmth. "I've already taken care of a few things for you." As you stood there, momentarily dumbfounded by his thoughtfulness, he gently nudged you toward the bathroom. "Just go and start off the day while I finish up some other tasks. Alright?"
As it turned out, Reiner took his time in the morning to fix up a breakfast for you and iron your outfit for the day. As you sat at the kitchen counter, gobbling up the prepared meal in haste, Reiner exuded strange serenity unfit for the rush of the mornings that somehow transferred to you too. So much so, that when you were standing in the hallway waiting for the cab (another courtesy of Reiner) you were absolutely calm as if coming in late wasn't a threat anymore.
As you were about to leave, Reiner handed you a container and explained under the unspoken question of your eyes. "Packed some lunch for you." Clarification sounded so simple coming out of his mouth yet it still swelled your chest with affection. A belated surge of tenderness overcame you, and you leaned in to leave a gentle peck on his cheek, before leaving for the cab.
Zeke
pulls all the strings at his disposal to make you stay
The soft rays of the morning light filtered through the curtains as the alarm clock in its infinite persistence urged you to wake up. With a yawn and a stretch, along with some crude laments about such an early awakening, you made a feeble attempt to get up but a clutch of his hands, closed in around you, only grew stronger.
"Zeke," you groaned in protest but nonetheless let him pull you closer into his embrace. "We're not playing this game again."
His response was barely an audible murmur yet still managed to convey an untolerable level of sneer, "Yes, we are."
With that, he peeled one of his eyes open just to register the sheer annoyance painted across your features and fall back into slumber as soon as he saw the desired outcome of his antics. Your struggle seemed to amuse him to no end.
Trying to cover up the boiling irritation, you pleaded with him one last time, "I have to get up. Mind you, we both have work today," you pointed out and followed with a reasonable, at least at first glance, argument. "Doubt that your patients would be all that happy to not see you at your office today."
"Oh, I'm afraid they'll have to deal with that," he rebuked in a state of absolute calm, "The same goes for your boss."
Shifting around in his embrace to find some sort of comfort, you furrowed your brows in confusion. "The fuck you mean?" you asked him bluntly, running out of patience and time to get ready.
His whole body trembled as curt laughter escaped his chest. "Well, it has come to my attention that both of us contracted a rare strain of disease and — oh no — it's extremely contagious and dangerous to the outside world so we must quarantine for the rest of the day." To add defiance to his words and irate you even more, he nestled closer, his beard scratching at your skin. "As you can see, I'm already taking measures. It's you who's the irresponsible one right now."
"You talking forgery," you rebuked meekly yet it didn't seem to get a rise out of him. "Not if you're a real doctor which, luckily, I am."
You still seemed tense when his hot breath seered against your ear, "Relax, we're sleeping in today."
A valid excuse provided, you melted into his touch as you finally caved to his request. "You're very fortunate to have me, you know? Maybe reconsider to start appreciating me some more." The playfulness to his voice quickly faded off into the distance as you fell back asleep.
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ponury-grajek · 9 months
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Zeke is so pretty and for what
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bearbrickjia · 1 year
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Model AU Jaeger brothers ✨
I’m back on tumblr!!(yall probably know why). I will try to post more here!
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erwinswings · 4 months
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1. be me handling my crestie in the dark with only a flashlight on a stepladder for light
2. walk in front of flashlight with him by accident while getting something
3. his head gets see-through?
4. there is not even a HINT of a brain in that transparent head
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