Its 9:34 And Im Thinking About Heading To Bed With Connie.

its 9:34 and i’m thinking about heading to bed with connie.

thinking about connie not wanting to go home alone to his own bed for the night. not when he has a perfect good girl he could spend the night with instead. he’s tired, and can only listen to eren and armin run they mouths for so long.

he’s itchin to get back in his own car, to get on the road to head to you. he starts a debate is his head, should he call and let you know, or just show up? he doesn’t wanna wake you up so he decides to just head over without warning. it wouldn’t be the first time he’d done so.

he pulls up to second reserved spot in ur complex, pulling out the parking permit to leave on his windshield so he don’t get fucking towed again. he’s barley keeping his eyes open and he heads up the steps. thank god your only on the second floor.

he starts patting his puffer down for his keys, he’s being louder than he intended to be, and is interrupted by you opening up the door. “whatcha doing here con?” you say, in the sweet sleepy voice that keeps him bricked up on every occasion

“didnt feel like going home tonight that’s all” he says stepping through the door and taking off his shoes. he watches and you lock the door and look back up at him as if waiting for him to say something more.

as if you know that he really just needed to see you. like you know he hasn’t been sleeping well for a long time, and it only gets better when he’s with you. like you know he’s deeply in love with you, and would do anything you asked with pride

but no, you hummed a lil “mmhm” and made your way back to your room telling him to join you whenever. so he does. he double checked the lock on ur door and made his way to ur room.

after the fifth time he slept over you told him to start keeping things here. it’s was pointless to run out to the corner store everytime he slept over and needed something. he got cleaned up and dressed himself in his lounge wear, cause good forbid he wore his outside clothes in ur bed.

Sliding into bed beside you and finding already asleep just allowed him to get as close as he could without you complaining about being hot. pressing his face into your neck and letting you be the one thing to lull him to sleep.

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it’s 11:05 and i’m thinking about richboy! armin.

warnings- none it’s fluff, armin being in a trance and having nothing to say. implied black reader, not proof read.

thinking about rich boy armin who’s absolute favorite person in the world is the girl next door black! reader.

i just think that since armin’s parents are never home to spend the money they earn they would give him complete access to everything so he can use whatever he wants. i mean he’s a good boy with a good degree he worked had why not. so when he gets a new place on a whim. a nice condo with a nice view. oh he could get comfy here.

he’s quite pleased to see a familiar face on his way home in the elevator one day.

looking up from ur phone to see a familiar patch of blonde hair you smiled. you missed being able to tease home whenever you could. and once could say you missed spending time with him as well. but you decided to play coy, it’s always more fun that way.

God looking at you being here brought back so many memories of nights together when you were younger. you two were the only people in the elevator. he couldn’t help hit look at you and god it seems so long ago but you just looked so mature now. you’d filled out just about every where and he was telling him self not to get a boner in such a confined space with you. he couldn’t bring himself to speak a word to you.

Turns out, you guys were going to the same floor, and walking down the same hall, and oh? what’s this? doors right next to each other? armin couldn’t help but smile when he watched you unlock your door and step inside. only popping your head back out the door to blow him a kiss good bye. he stood kinda stuck outside his own door for a moment, kinda in a trance.

the next morning when he woke up, there was a tray of cookies wrapped in plastic, and a note that read. “i hope i get to see ur cute face again soon” you signed with ur number and he pulled out his phone with a smile. he knew you remembered.

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just edited my most recent drabble cause i was high when i wrote it lol

Put up wit her.

Plug Connie X Bratty Reader.

content info unestablished relationship but you guys are super close. implied black reader. chunk of smut at the end - slight manhandling, mentions of fingering, , some possible squirting).

- Plug! Connie strikes me as the kind of man who quite honestly loves ur bratty attitude a little more than he really should. Especially when it’s his fault that you caught an attitude in the first place. He likes to rile you up, just so you catch an attitude with him, just so he can complain about ur attitude and most likely make it worse in the end.

- Plug! Connie who, for fucking sure, makes sure you watch ur tone when y’all are in public, regardless of if u two are together or not. Loves when you two argue about stupid shit like no one’s watching. Loves it even more when you mouth back at him but loses his amusement quickly once you start raising ur voice and calling him out his name. yeah, no. he’s not going for that. He’s gon remind you where you stand with him real quick.

Backing you up against the nearest surface, arms pressed on either side of you daring you to push him away, leaning down real close to your face so he can shut you up with just a look. god he knows you so well. asking you what’s the problem in that sweet soft voice like he knows there’s something else going on with his sweet girl.

- Plug! Connie who gives in to your antics from time to time (almost all the time). Buying you whatever you look at for more than a second. carrying your things when you’re out together. paying for your food. grinding and rolling your weed. He keeps snacks and a blanket in his car for when you roll with him but stops to get you food regardless. He likes to take care of you, he likes to give you everything you want, so when you don’t get it you complain about it. But he mostly does it so he can see the smile on your face when he makes things happen for you.

- Plug! Connie who’s does not care for ur battiness when he’s had a bad day. He looks forward to ur shitty attitude as a chance for some stress relief.

- These are the nights when he comes to get you after ur done off work. He just wanted to see you, pick you up some food and take you home, but you’re tired from work and have an attitude and he has an attitude from his shitty day no money-making day. All it takes is one “ fuck you lookin at” when you get in the car, and one thing leads to another and he’s dragging you from between the front seats to the back. pushing you over his knees so he can pull down ur bottoms and spank your ass until he can feel the heat radiating off you and that’s when he starts to feel a little better. He knows he’s done well when ur eyes are shining when you look at him and ur babbling apologies about your attitude. He’s apologetic when he pulls you into his lap so he can press kiss to ur face and thank you for making his day. Sliding his fingers between ur thighs and pushing your folds apart so he can feel how wet you’ve gotten just for him. Pulling you as close as he can to his chest and pushing your head into his neck, encouraging you to mark him as yours. Pressing his fingers around your entrance and pushing one thick finger in at a time until he finds and abuses his fingers against that spot that makes you see stars. He fucks you in his lap with his fingers util he can feel your nails break his skin through the shirt on his back. His rings slinging off his fingers from how wet you are, and he doesn’t stop bullying his fingers into your cunt until his lap feels wet with the mess that you’ve made together. Holding on to you as you calm down and catch your breath. helping you out from the back seat to the front so he can help you get in. Once he starts the car, he feels like he has no cares in the world. He’s passing you a joint and his lighter so you can tell him what made your day so shitty on the way to ur home.

-  Whew, Anyway, Plug! Connie who loves your bratty ass, because he’s the only one who can put up with that shit, and still love you to death the very next day.

it’s POSTEDDDDDD

can you do a bratty fem!reader with connie? this is my first time making a request i hope i did it right 😭

yea i can probably cook sum up for you love. i might take me a minute to get in this mindset but i got you

lover boy behavior.

Just some Plug! Connie thoughts [MASTERLIST]

warnings- fluff fluff fluff, mention of weed

- Plug! Connie who grew up with you and has always adored you. You guys grew up on the same street, he remembers the days when he used to knock on your door and ask when you'd be home so you guys could play outside together. ever since those days he’s made sure to stay by ur side ever since.

-He carries around a picture of you two as kids in his wallet, it's a picture that your mom's took of you guys together at the beach building a sandcastle, and then there's another one in the back of his phone case that is just a picture of you, its one of ur your senior portraits and he adores it

- Plug! Connie who makes sure all ur drug experiences are good ones. that ur shits not laced and ur safe and sound under his watchful eyes. Can you make sure to keep you comfortable and probably asks if you're ok way too much

- He rolls all ur joints for you beforehand and he likes to stick around while you smoke from time to time. orders food for you both and keeps you hydrated on the down low. His favorite part is when you guys argue about what you were gonna watch together

- Plug! Connie who is could honestly care less about what’s going on if ur not involved. he could be out with eren and ony and his only thoughts are “what’s y/n doing? i wonder if they home yet? fuck lemme just text em-

- Plug! Connie who takes you to parties with him and just about everywhere else. he enjoys ur company like no other, even when y’all just chilling in silence, he really wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

- he sits on the couch making conversation all the while keeping his eyes on u, dancing with ur friends, one of Megan’s songs u loved blaring through the house, watching the sway of ur hips and the smile on ur face, he sighed totally in awe (meanwhile ony just laughs at his simpin ass

-Plug! Connie who would stop what he’s doing and come to ur rescue if he had to. it does not matter what else he got going on rn, he’s on the way baby

- one text, to come get u, is all he need to be in the car and on the way to ur location. pulled up, out the car already mean mugging everyone in sight till he finds you

-Plug! Connie who uses some of (a large portion) of the money he makes to pay for ur college classes, dares you to try and stop him “you gon be great one day mamas, whether u like it or not.

- Plug! Connie who “takes off” some nights so you guys can get dinner and hang out. he comes over all comfy and shit just to get high and watch movies.

- Plug! Connie who should really be sleepin on the couch, but fakes sleep when you check on him when the credits start to roll. he fakes those loud ass snore you complain about so he can stay in bed with u for the night

-Plug! Connie who swears nothing is better than breakfast with you in the morning. watching you eat, sleep all in ur eyes, bonnet forgotten on the pillow. He could definitely get used to this.

- Plug! Connie who’s totally not carving out a space for you in his heart.

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