Lover Boy Behavior.

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.

thx for reading, pls consider leaving a request!!

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

Patch me up?

Plug! Connie x Bestfriend! Black Reader [MASTERLIST]

warnings- gang violence ( him and the boys jump a snitch), Connie gets hurt a lil ( he's fine girl)

Plug! Connie who did not think he was gonna be the one to get cut when they started jumping that snitching ass bitch that got Eren locked in the first place. Back in Eren’s Genesis G70, adrenaline wearing off, he started to feel the pain stretching across his back and immediately pulled his phone out. –

You on the other hand were chilling at home, off work, freshly moisturized, and blunt rolled. today was the day you caught up on that new show you’d been missing. I mean that was the plan till ur phone went off.

conman<3 : u still up? I need help wit smthn.

conman<3: ‘m on the way regardless.

yea i’m up. wtf do you need at this unholy hour?

conman<3: need to borrow those nursing skill of urs, yea?

the doors unlocked. Don’t bother knocking.

conman&lt;3: i got u

leave it up to that man to throw you tf off. He gave no details so all you could really do was wait, wash ur hands, and try to find the emergency med kit you packed from work. Just incase you told yourself, well just in case had come.

Plug! Connie who pushes open the door to your home like he lives there, taking off his shoes at the door cause he knows better. Quickly taking off his jacket cause the blood is soaking through his shirt and his BAPE is fucking real.

Plug! Connie who almost forgets the pain he feels at the sight of you, watching as you stand in ur bathroom doorway, looking at him with the most painful look he’s ever seen from you. When he can’t look any longer, he makes his way to the couch, settling, looking down at the floor.

Plug! Connie who tries not to flinch from the rage he can feel radiating off of you once ur behind him. But he ultimately relaxes once he feels your hands on his back, closing the wound with sutures and cleaning flecks of blood off his skin.

Plug! Connie who does flinch when you finally speak, What the hell happened tonight con? He looks up at you and gives the same answer he's always given. It’s better if you don’t know sweetheart. He says, and it’s full of pity but it’s true.

Plug! Connie who already knows how to get comfortable on ur couch and where ur blankets are. So you find him snuggled up underneath all yo shit when you come back with pain killers and tell him to sleep on his tummy tonight.

Plug! Connie who knew he’d have good dreams when you pet his head nd kissed him on his cheek goodnight. But once you were down the hall he heard you whisper ( with ur whole chest) thats disappointing , here i was thinkin he was finally gonna fuck me tonight, hmph

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

Sept's Aot Masterlist!

Hellooo!! everything here is written in a longish headcanon form, i will make sure to add correct descriptions to any fics i write in the future

Plug! Connie

Around her finger- When con can't go one day without speaking to reader

Patch me up?- When Con gets hurt and asks his girl to patch him up

Lover Boy Behavior- Some random Plug! Con headcanons/ world building

BFF'S4L- Con being the boy bestfriend (friend with benefits) we all love and fear

Put up wit her.- Con's just not going for that bratty shit

Time Stamps/ Drabbles

- its 9:34 and im thinking heading to bed with plug connie

- its 11:05 and i'm thinking about rich boy next door armin

they both!!! need to be edited wit wings and clouds on a t-shirt.

☆彡𝐄𝐗 𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐔𝐌 𝐏. 𝟔ミ★

ᵖᵃʳᵗ ⁵ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ!!

Characters included — Ex! Connie x Reader x Ony

Gingers Notes — y’all this isn’t ass good as the first time i typed it, but since tumblr wanted to be a bitch and delete it, i hope this is still good— what y’all think of multiple endings? Also THANK YOU ALL SM FOR GETTING ME TO 500+ FOLLOWERS I WUV YALL

Content Warning — Guns, cursing, n word said multiple times, suggestive behavior, y’all know the vibes this isn’t proofread.

Your head was killing you when you woke up, and it wasn’t just a regular a hang over. It was a pounding in your head to the point it was the only thing you wanted to focus on at the moment, and figure out what happened the night you came home.

Swinging your legs over the side of your bed and immediately looking through your night stand for hang over pills. And when you found them, you were relieved, seeing that it was only one tablet left. How lucky. You stood up and slid your feet into the comfort of your slides, not wanting to feel the cold floors as you left your room and immediately knew something was wrong.

Your house didn’t smell like the bath and body aroma essence oil you had bought for your diffuser, or it didn’t smell like your Sweet Hawaiian breeze plug ins.

It smelled like bacon.

Now you did often find yourself waking up in the middle of the night while you’re drunk and making you something quick to eat, but you knew for a fact that this wasn’t the case this time. So when you trudged into your kitchen, You saw your culprit.

Ony, cooking breakfast, in your kitchen, facing away from you. His torso bare, as the muscles of his black flexed at his every move underneath the light of your kitchen. If only you didn’t despise him at the moment maybe you would’ve walked up to him, ran you hand down his back and graced a peck of your lips against his own.

But that wasn’t the case.

“I gotta move or something, niggas just come in and make themselves at home too often.” You spoke grudgingly as you walked to your fridge grabbing something to down your pill with, You didn’t have it in you just yet to yell at him to get out— plus he was cooking, you didn’t want to turn down breakfast, or the sight of The dark skin male gleaning in the lights doing something so domestic, for you nonetheless.

He turned the stove off as he glanced over at you, who was staring right back at him “Guessing you don’t remember, you’re the one that told me to stay ma.” He said as he plated the food for you, Regular breakfast. Pancakes, Bacon, Biscuits and eggs. You would’ve said thank you, but you only groaned at his words.

Your drunk ass never made good decisions, you should’ve known.

“I wanna talk, forreal.”

Of course he does, all of a sudden everyone wants to talk, but when he was lying in your face, nobody wanted to speak on it. Nobody wanted to warn you, or give you a heads up. Hell nah, you didn’t want to talk. It was written all over your face as you glared at him. You were done talking, Everytime someone talked it only made things worse, for you.

“Ion wanna hear no stupid shit.”

Was all you said as you started to cut into your pancakes looking down at the plate of food, not wanting to be eye to eye with Ony. “Good thing ion got any stupid shit to say.” You scoffed at that, “Yeah sure.” you finally looked up as you graced your tongue with the taste of the pancakes. It was a free meal, just because you didn’t like him didn’t mean you didn’t like free food.

“I’m sorry, listen, that was some dumb shit i did,—” You zoned out after that, he was basically just talking to himself at this point, you’ve heard it all before. “uhuh.” You offered as a response while continued to eat, looking at your plate, not bothering to even care enough to pretend like you were listening. He could tell you weren’t either.

Getting irritated at your lack of response, he stopped talking, running his hand down his face in genuine frustration. “Bruh, can you listen to me for a second you’re acting hella petty.” That’s what made you look at him, tilting your head and squinting your eyes at him. Petty? There was nothing petty about your actions, He didn’t get to tell you how to react or feel about this situation.

He hurt you, Not the other way around.

“The last time i listened to shit you said, you was telling me how much you loved me, and that shit wasn’t true. So ion know how it’s petty for me to not wanna hear no more bullshit that’s leaving your mouth right now.”

“I know—”

“No you don’t, You don’t know shit. You know how fucking humiliating that was? Everyone in that fucking room knew you was playing me. Bitches i thought we’re my friends were sitting there watching me lay witcho ass knowing that you were using me. That’s sum fucked up shit.” It was the first time you had spoke about everything out loud— to someone. Your stare down was intense after you walked closer to Ony, while he looked at you with nothing more than remorse and guilt.

Before he could even part his lips to say anything to you, you both heard the sound of your front door opening, you groaned heavily, before pushing pass Ony walking to your living room with Ony in tow, — you seriously had to get new locks or something cause this is getting ridiculous.

As if having one nigga that fucked you over in the house wasn’t enough, Two were now present. Connie made sure to close the door behind him before turning around seeing you, and Ony. The two males now having a stand off, The last time this happened, it became a gun show— and you didn’t have time for that, not today.

“What the fuck, this ain’t no fucking clubhouse everyone can just walk the fuck into.” You said standing inbetween the two males while Connie turned his head towards you, choosing to ignore Ony for now. “I wanted to talk to you bout sum shit.” Of course he did, you hadn’t spoken to him since the night of the incident, and you still didn’t want to. “Well I don’t wanna talk, I’m done talking to y’all.”

“Fuck off. Both of you.” You said holding your ground, Though you did find it harder to do standing right in the middle of the two males you find so attractive, enough to always find yourself back in their arms, as if you couldn’t get enough of them, like they were a drug and you were the feen. But you Stood your ground, not caring how they were closing in on you, connie arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you into a kiss that you melted into on instinct with your hand pressed against his chest, before you were pulling away to catch your breath. Even choosing to ignore Ony’s face buried into your neck as he kissed and suck along your skin, probably making hickeys in the wake, whispering to you to not give into connie and pulling you closer into his hold.

You didn’t care how much your resolve was faltering, “Please Y/N, listen to me— i can change.”. He could change, but would he is the real question. “I love you, I wanna start a family with you,” Yeah right, you wouldn’t believe that even if god came down and said it himself, but somehow it sounded so sweet the way connie spoke it after pecking your lips softly, “I’ll stop allat trappin if you want, i’ll be at home whenever you want me to, i’ll never cheat ag—”

cheat..

Cheat?!

You were snapped out of whatever trance he had almost put on you, pushing him away harshly, “Cheat? You were cheating on me?!” You broke up with connie due to the miscommunication between you two, because of the petty arguments you guys would have, and because of his controlling he was.

You had no clue that he cheated on you. How many times? With who? Why? Two years of your relationship with connie, he still had secrets you didn’t know about, And this was one of them. You were ripped out of your thoughts when You felt Ony’s hands on your waist chuckling to himself. But you didn’t find this funny at all, Connie had snitched on himself . He realized that as he looked at the angry expression that played on your face

But he couldn’t go down by himself. He wouldn’t. He could be in the dog house forever, but someone was gonna be in there with him.

“Ion know why you laughin,

you was still fucking with sasha.”

Ony stilled where he stood, his hands slipping away from your waist and stepping back, like you were a volcano. Cause you were, every emotion was ready to pour out of you at once. You didn’t know what to do with yourself at this point. Throw everything around until your house was a mess and cluttered with broken glass? Or should you kill these niggas?

“It wasn’t like — we were together.”

The second option wasnt looking too bad.

“Get out.” You huffed out, trying to keep yourself calm, as you went to your bedroom, immediately going into your nightstand for the second time in a day. They stayed planted in their spots like they didn’t just hear what you said.

“I said get the fuck out.” You were pissed, if they couldn’t tell at first they definitely could now, as you held your gun in your hand, you told yourself you wouldn’t ever aim it at anyone unless you were actually planning on doing harm, and right about now, the option was up.

You were so tired of everything exploding in your face, you were hurting. And it was like they couldn’t make it better even if they wanted to. Ony tried to walk closer to your shaken form, only for you to have the muzzle pointed right at him stopping him dead in his tracks, “Get the fuck out or i’ll blow your fucking brains out.”

“And i’ll stand on that shit.”

Connie knew that look on your face all too well at this point, you didn’t wanna hear anything else from anyone. He remembered when you looked at someone that would bump into you or even just try to start an issue with you, you had the same face, Right before you beat a hoe so bad she couldn’t even think straight.

Ony knew the face too, Same face you had whenever you talked about how someone wronged you in the past and you made sure they got their karma, whether that was fighting them or getting them set up and robbed.

They didn’t need to hear anymore, their gazes softening while your eyes started to get glassy with tears, “Please— just leave me alone.” and they did, realizing that them staying was only making it worse.