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variety-fangirl · 1 year

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Can I request Marc Spector having a marking/spit kink? I feel like it totally captures his tough exterior but also his need for intimacy and closeness

Forever and Always Yours / Marc Spector x fem!reader

Summary: people abandoned him his whole life until he met you, you loved him endlessly despite his flaws. So any threat to that would cause Marc and the boys to become a little... jealous.

Warnings: 18+ NO MINORS SHOO mentions of Jake and Steven. Porn with some plot. Smut obvs 😏 (rough yet vulnerable sex, marking and spit kink, unprotected p in v, female receiving oral, hand job, mild choking, multiple orgasms, vulnerable and intimate behaviour,) lmk if I missed anything!

Author's note: of course my lovely, thank you so much for requesting 😁! I completely agree with you, our baby boy Marc has a very dominating side and yet craves/needs intimacy like his life depends on it. I'm so sorry it took me so long to do, I'm currently moving, finishing college, and trying to listen to my mental health in what I need so writing kind of got put on the back burner for a bit. Hope you love it tho! Thank you for reading, it really does mean the world. Liking, commenting, and reblogging really helps me out.

Word count: 2.8k

Your boys had always been a little... Jealous to say the least. Not that you had minded and it often ended up in my mind-blowing sex so you weren't really complaining but you sometimes wished they knew that they had nothing to worry about. That you were theirs through and through. You never had an issue with reminding any of them of that, which you knew they always appreciated, without even having to say anything. They would always be extremely vulnerable and intimate afterwards, keeping and holding you close with lots of affection on both parts. It was something you had grown to love honestly.

What you hadn't expected though, was for all three to become jealous of your new colleague at work, Justin. He was a super sweet guy, younger than you and on the slightly nerdier side. You had formed a wonderful friendship with him in only a few weeks, helping him to blossom and encouraging him to come out of his shell more. As a thank you, Justin would often buy you coffee and something sweet for breakfast every so often and offer to walk you home on the occasion. You had grown fond of the younger sweet boy, seeing him as a brother you wanted to protect. And you knew he didn't see you as anything more than a friend.

But that didn't stop your boyfriends from freaking out and acting jealous all the same. No matter how many times you had tried to ease their worries or assure them of the only innocent friendship between you and your colleague, they didn't seem to feel any less stressed about the situation. And you weren't exactly sure why. You knew the underlying feelings and traumas hiding beneath that they often refused to talk about, even Steven had been reluctant with information in the three years you'd been with them. You never pushed for further details though, only what they were willing to divulge on their own.

When you finished work this afternoon, it was like any other day. Justin offered to walk you home, his being on the way also, and left together with coffee in hand. The weather was beginning to get colder now, coats and scarves beginning to appear in people's attire. The leaves had begun to turn different colours, with peaks of orange, yellow, and brown forming. You hadn't thought it would be so cold so early, so you'd forgotten to bring a thicker coat or a scarf with you. You begin to shiver, wrapping your coat as tightly around your body and neck as possible but it didn't seem to quench the cold breeze that seemed to blow straight through you. You could feel goosebumps form on your skin. You were almost home luckily.

"You look freezing, come here." Justin fussed, pulling you into his side with an arm wrapped around your shoulder. You smile up at him, "Thank you." He nods with a smile, continuing to chat mindlessly about how his latest date had gone, a friend you had set him up with. You smiled fondly, happy that the pair were getting on great, they seemed well-matched. Ten minutes later and you'd finally reached home, the cold had begun to worsen. "Thank you, Justin, I'll see you Monday yeah? Enjoy your date Saturday!" you call with a smile, waving goodbye as he walked to his own home. "See you Monday, thank you!" he called happily. You watched for a moment to ensure he was okay before making your way inside.

You couldn't wait to eat, you hadn't eaten anything in four hours and had been busy so you were starving. It was Marc's turn to cook tonight, he always had something new up his sleeve, he enjoyed cooking. He and Jake were much alike in that sense, not that poor Steven didn't try love him. Once you finally reached your floor, you unlock the door and unload your belongings in their rightful places, grateful to get your shoes off after being stood on them all day. It was 6 PM on the dot when you looked at the clock and your boyfriend was standing by the window of the living room, looking down at the scenery beneath you.

You smile and walk over, wrapping your arms around his surprisingly tense back after setting your coffee down on the living room table. You frown, wondering if something had happened, "hey baby." You whisper loud enough for him to hear, stroking the clothed skin of his back and sides. "That Justin that walked you?" Marc wondered, not making any move to reciprocate affection or turn to face you. You frown into his back, "Yes it was, why?" you question, sensing something wasn't right in his behaviour. Marc ignored your question as he turned around to finally face you, a look of something unreadable on his face.

His reply came with more annoyance and hostility than when he usually mentioned Justin, "I saw him with his arm wrapped around you, all smiles and holding you close." You sigh, pulling him closer with a small smile as you shake your head, "I was cold and didn't dress for the weather, that's all it was, nothing more baby." Grabbing the back of Marc's neck, you pull him down to connect your lips, tangling your fingers in his dark locks. You squeal into Marc's lips as he pushes you against the wall closest to you both, his hand going around your neck but not constricting your breathing. "You're mine, only mine," Marc growls with intent, tightening his grip on your neck just slightly.

You knew you shouldn't find this such a turn-on, this raw jealous possessiveness over you but damn you just couldn't help it when you felt your desire pool in your underwear, an involuntary moan escaping. Marc grabs your legs and lifts you, your body immediately tangling with his, wanting to be as close as possible. With tongues still exploring one another's mouths and hands pulling to remove each other's clothes, Marc carries you to the bedroom. Your back hits the soft mattress, and your boyfriend immediately climbs on top of you, not wanting to be away from you.

Marc pulls his shirt off, gracing your eyes with his beautifully scarred chest and back, you bite your lip as you touch his skin. You wanted him to know just how much you loved him and wanted no other, "god how did I get so lucky?" you whisper, pulling him down to kiss you once more. You often wondered what you did to deserve three amazing men in your life, gifting you with each of their amazing personalities and qualities that you adored. Your hands explore his skin with freedom as you grind against his crotch, feeling how hard he already was. Marc groaned into your mouth, his hips moving as needily as yours.

Marc pulls back enough to remove your shirt, throwing it on the floor with his. He groans as he sees you hadn't worn a bra today, his hands groping your breasts. You gasp as his fingers brush and play with your nipples, his eyes staring in wonder as they harden at the exposure of multiple sensations at once. Marc's lips attach to your left nipple, licking a stripe up the little nub before sucking gently. You throw your head back with an open mouth as electric jolts of pleasure pulse down to your core, ruining your underwear further. Marc's lips travel up your nipple to the soft flesh of your breast where he bites and sucks, the mix of pleasure from his fingers playing with your right nipple and the pain of his assault on your left breast was delicious. After a few moments, he works his way over to the other breast to repeat the process to mark the other.

As his lips kiss their way down your body to your waist, his fingers make quick work of removing your jeans and underwear. He pulls your remaining clothing down your legs, moving backwards down the bed at the same time to get off. You watch with your bottom lip between your teeth as he discards his remaining clothing on the floor with yours. You smile as he returns on top of you, his face moving to connect with your core. Marc's tongue licked a stripe up your lips before working its way between to give your clit some attention. You cry out, finally feeling some relief of your swollen clit. Marc licked in upwards motions and sucked gently at the little nub, luckily not teasing you any further. His tongue stimulated your clit just the way you liked, each jolt of intense pleasure building the growing knot in your stomach.

"You like that baby?" Marc questions without moving his mouth away from your vagina. You nod frantically, "So good Marc." you knew each of your boys enjoyed hearing their name during sex, it made them individually feel acknowledged and special. Marc groans into your core at the mention of your nap, kitten licking you in between praises. "Look at me, who's making you feel this good?" he demanded softly, looking up at you, but not letting up on the stimulation of your clit. You lift your head to look down at him, almost coming at the sight of his dishevelled hair and swollen pink lips between your legs. You knew Marc and your other boys were possibly feeling a little insecure and jealous about the Justin thing so you wanted to squash any qualms they may have had about it. You moan, "You Marc. Only you, Steven, and Jake can ever make me feel this good and more. No one else."

He seems satisfied with your answer, his eyes flicking to the mirror in the corner of the room behind you, before turning to look back at you. "That's our girl." He dives back in but adds a finger into the mix, making you cry out instantly. The sounds of your juices filled the room obscenely, you were so wet that Marc could add a second finger quickly. It wasn't long before you could feel your orgasm approaching, the intense pleasure building at a rapid pace. "That's it, baby. Come for me." Marc groaned, pumping his fingers inside of you a little faster. You couldn't breathe properly as you approached your high, your body squirming to feel release. You scream loudly as you finally come crashing down, Marc working you through your high. He laps up everything you give him, not leaving one drop to go to waste before crawling up to kiss you.

You can taste yourself on his lips as his tongue invades your mouth, making you moan. You allow your hand to wander down Marc's body, working between his clothing and skin and grabbing his cock. He groans into your mouth as your hand wraps around his cock and slowly begin pumping him, quickly working him into a breathless mess above you. "I love you so much, Marc. You're my everything." You whisper breathily, knowing he needed to hear those words from you to feel reassured. But not just for him, for Steven and Jake also, because you knew they were watching and listening intently right now. Marc presses his forehead against yours at your words, a smile forming on his face and a feral lust-filled look peering back at you.

Marc crashes his lips against yours feverishly, his hands exploring your body wildly but with intent. You rush to remove his remaining clothing, needing to feel his bare body on yours, skin on skin. You hear the soft thump of Marc's clothes hitting the floor alongside your own, allowing you to touch him fully now. Marc wastes no time removing your hand from his cock and lining himself up with your dripping awaiting hole, entering you with no issue, pain, or resistance. Having already prepped you beforehand perfectly. You both gasp as Marc enters you completely, his hips flush with your own. "Fuck baby, you're so tight and wet. Feel so good. Can I move?" He asks breathlessly as he stares directly into your eyes with the most amazing lustful yet loving look you had ever seen.

While biting your lip and staring back, you nod eagerly, wanting nothing more than for him to claim you in all ways he wanted to. He sets a slow pace to begin with, just to help you get used to it before he wrecked you, the ever-considerate boyfriend. It was passionate and mind-numbing, the way his cock slowly yet roughly dragged against your walls, his pelvic area rubbing directly on your clit and stimulating you perfectly. The feeling of Marc's hand gripping your face has you bringing your head back so you can look at him properly, that familiarly dark yet seductive look staring back at you. "Open up for me sweetheart," Marc instructed huskily, already knowing you understood and recognised what he was asking of you.

You open your mouth wide with your tongue sticking out, trying your best not to close your eyes as he continues to slowly fuck you. "Such a good girl for me, that's it, baby." Marc slowly and gently spits into your mouth, savouring the moment that does not happen often, only when he feels particularly possessive over you. "Swallow." You do as you are told, swallowing his saliva and sticking your tongue back out to show you had. The hand on your face moves up to your mouth and inserts two fingers into your mouth, "suck." He instructs, staring intensely as you wrap your lips around his fingers and begin sucking and licking. You moan loudly as Marc removes his fingers and replaces them on your clit instead, stimulating you as he fucked you.

"Oh fuck Marc!" You gasp, feeling the knot beginning to tighten in your stomach. The constant stimulation from his skin on your clit had already had you pushing to the limit, but his fingers were getting you off faster. "Come for me, baby." He groaned as he sped up both his movements, increasing your breathing tremendously. As quickly as it built, it released, your high hitting you like a train for the second time tonight. You scream in delight as Marc worked you through your high once again, now you were exhausted. Marc gives you a few minutes to recover, spending the time showering you with affection.

Marc takes this time to kiss your lips until they are red and swollen, and even then he did not let up. He littered your neck and shoulders with more marks, claiming your skin once more as his own. As if he were an artist painting his blank canvas with signature markings that told it was his work. Painting your skin in purple, red, and black bruises. When Marc asked if it was okay for him to continue and you agreed, he fucked you into a moaning mess. Each thrust was meticulous and targetted, aiming to provide you with as much pleasure as possible.

Marc's groaning sweaty figure above you was something to be marvelled at, he was truly insatiable and the definition of beauty. You felt utterly grateful and lucky that you were the one that got to call him, Steven, and Jake yours. With each thrust, yours and Marc's moans got louder, both becoming more and more needy for the other. As Marc tucked his head into the crook of your neck, you wrapped your arms around his back, nails digging into his beautifully scarred skin, and wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him close. You could feel that Marc was close by the way his thrusts got sloppy and slightly stiff.

Marc feels your walls tighten around his cock, "with me." Marc groans, placing his forehead against your own, breathing one another's air. You scream as the knot releases, exploding into multiple surges of pleasured fireworks that runs through your whole body. Marc groans loudly as he also finishes, his come painting the inside of your walls as he fucks you both through your highs. Marc collapses on top of you once you're both done, panting loudly. You lay with your eyes closed, trying to catch your breath as your nails gently scratch Marc's bare back. His own fingers playing and tracing patterns on your own skin, often digging in a little now and again. You knew in times like this he just needed to be held and loved until he was ready to move or say something.

"I'm yours, forever and always. Nothing can change that." You whisper into his hair, one hand tangling gently into his damp curly locks and your lips placing a soft prolonged kiss onto the side of his forehead. Marc's arms tightened ever so slightly around your body and digs his head further into your neck, "thank you." He whispers into your sweaty skin, lips attaching to your neck regardless.

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zemossunshine · 3 years

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Sunshine- Chapter 1

This is a dark fanfic!!!

Pairings: Zemo x You Bucky x You

Summary: Falling in love with a villain. This will start sweet and then go very dark.

Tags: Explicit. Mature. Not for minors. Dark. Angst. Knife play. Depression. Suicidal thoughts. Self Harm . Vomiting. Nightmares. Sleepwalking. Torture. Smut. Broken Bones. Blood. Injury. Violence. Rough Sex. Rape. Kidnapping. Spanking. Unhealthy Relationships. Mental Health Issues. Anal Sex. Orgasm Delay. Fear. Blow Jobs. Sexual Violence. Suicide Attempt. Reference To Domestic Violence. Sleepwalking. Memory Loss. Gen Violence. Threats. Manipulation. Manipulative Relationship. Murder. Death. Loss Of Parents. Implied Alcohol Abuse. Threats Of Rape. Non Consensual Drug Use. Emotional Manipulation. Gaslighting.

Warning for this chapter: Knifeplay

I wish somebody would have told me. That I'd end up so caught up in need of your demons, that I'd be lost without you leading my astray. Guess that I’m a fool, for the way that you caught me. Lyrics owned by Lewis Capaldi.

You had your instructions from Fury. You were going to be his eyes at the Raft, you were never any good with field work. Fury knew you were a good judge of character. It was a chance to help people and for as long as you could remember, that’s all you ever wanted.

“Try not to punch Ross, I’ll check in soon.” -- “You're a liability!” Ross was hot red in the face. He was pacing his office. You could only assume he was referring to the fact you weren’t trained. Well not exactly trained, not in the same way Hill or Fury were and not enough to be a guard. You were never really good at hiding your emotions, you felt your chest rise and you swallowed down a shaky breath. You tried to focus on a pen on his desk. Distract your face from giving yourself away.

“Not even trained, you won't last a week.” He was towering over you; you could almost feel his frustration washing over you. You cleared your throat you desperately searched for the confidence you know you have. You know you can help, you just had to convince Ross.

“Sir as you know I have been given full clearance; your men can train me. I won't be wearing that." You scoffed waiving a hand in the direction of a guard. "Nor will I carry your weapons. You have to meet the conditions set out by the United Nations and they sent me here.” You felt it as your face contorted, you always had a hard time lying but Fury asked you to be here and you owed him. He got you all the clearance you needed, how? Well, how does Fury do anything? He gave you a purpose, a job suited to who you are. Fury always had a way.

“They think you can read minds; you are no hero.” Ross was glaring down at you, he wanted a reason to say no, to keep things the way they were, all under his control. You could tell he had suspicions about the real reason you were there.

“Hence why my name isn't on the Sokovia accords, I'm not enhanced, you know that.” You were calm, it wasn’t a lie. You weren’t enhanced, Fury checked.

“You’re naive.” You could hear the venom in his voice, you sighed, resigned yourself to the fact you know you couldn't win this one. Maybe one day you could be friends with Ross, not today though. Not that it mattered, you would be working here regardless.

You were huddled over the tablet in a coffee shop. OK, on paper (well screen) what you were reading was harrowing, awful, inhumane. But you knew words couldn’t tell you about a person, not really. People change when they are in pain, you had seen it more times than you cared to count. They just needed hope, a glimmer of light, a reason to move forward. When a person was happy you could almost feel the glow radiating from them. Standing in that glow, feeling that shine, it was everything. You couldn’t get enough of it; you were drawn into it.

“Hi.”

You glanced up and back down to the screen. Holy shit. He was beautiful, beyond beautiful. Eyes like a clear ocean, dark hair, tall, just the right amount of stubble. He was wearing a blue long-sleeved t-shirt that fit him just right. You couldn’t concentrate beyond that; you might just melt if you looked over him any longer. You had forgotten about that date you arranged, you got here hours ago just to kill time. You felt a flood of white in the pit on your stomach. Safe. You knew this man.

"James Barnes?” You just needed to check, had seen pictures of him, but they could have never done him justice, your eyes were bulging. He was literally breath taking. He cleared his throat.

“Erm yeah, I can go if you like, I get it.” He looked solemn and immediately glanced at the door. Don’t leave.

“No, no, sit, just didn't expect it to be you.” You were smiling, beaming, you hoped it was inviting and not crazed. You patted the table, willing him to listen.

“Actually it's Bucky.”

“OK Bucky, it’s nice to finally meet you. Where are my manners?” You rushed it all out, he made your heart flutter. You stood and hugged him, hoping to ease the tension, or you just needed to touch him. His muscles were rock hard under the clothes, you exhaled audibly, he must have heard it. He tried to return the embrace, but he sort of patted your back with one hand. He was rigid, not completely, brushing up on him should have stirred something inside of you, and it did but you just wanted him to sit and relax. Relax? Drag him home right now.

“Sit please, what would you like?” You were on your fifth coffee, you were buzzing. You were sure it was the coffee. It’s not the coffee.

“Erm, just black coffee, but I'll get it.” He was looking all around the coffee shop, he seemed on guard ready for something, you had no idea what it was. He walked to the counter still looking around, glancing at the exit, at people, you didn’t like that. You were supposed to be nervous on a date but not on edge. He set the cups down in front of you, he knew what you were drinking. You were amazed, then reminded yourself he was a super soldier. Bucky finally sat down opposite you.

“So what do you do?” He looked like he had asked this question a hundred times, like he was on auto pilot, tired of the same routine, just get the date over with.

“Actually, I start a new job tomorrow as a prison guard, well sort of prison guard.”

“So, you like things to follow order?” Bucky looked even more uncomfortable than before, if that was possible. His shoulders slightly raised and was looking into the black of his coffee, he was bracing to leave.

“Not really, more like redemption.” your voice didn’t waiver, you were assured, it’s what you truly believed. Bucky visibly relaxed, shoulders lowered slightly, he smiled, the first smile you had seen from him. Woah. You could hear blood rushing to your face, your heart beat a tiny bit faster, you thought time might have stopped. You could stare at that smile forever.

“Hey are you ok?” His smile was gone. He saw that, probably heard it too.

“I'm great.” and you really were, more than great. You already knew what he did, so it felt pointless to ask. You wondered if you could just sit here and look at him. You would be happy with it, but something told you he wouldn’t.

“Do you like your job?” You weren’t even aware you were talking; you were just thankful that some words fell out of your mouth. And more thankful they weren’t a detailed description of the things you wanted to do with him.

“I don’t really know anything else.” he shrugged, it made your heart ache, you hated to see people in pain. You reached your hands across and placed yours over his, he snatched the vibranium one away. You didn't react, you smiled, and squeezed the one he left behind. Reassurance. Well at least you hoped it was.

“You must love the internet?” You knew he didn’t exactly come from this time and you knew not everything in this time was perfect, but surely, he found something about this time that he liked, that made him happy.

“I don't really know how to use it.” Bucky was still glancing around the room, he was still on edge, was it the date? Surely, he dated, even in his time. You immediately stood up and moved your chair next to him. People were almost always at ease around you, so this was different. You got your phone out and scrolled until you found something light-hearted but funny, he giggled you could feel the heat radiating off him. Your heart picked up again and he glanced at you. Oh, he can hear it. Time was a blur after that, you don’t know how long we were there, you didn’t care, you were both laughing, you blushed a lot. Your phone rang, it was Fury, well unknown but it was Fury. You couldn’t answer, not right then! You noticed the time on the screen. Shit. You started your new job in four hours, well the journey there anyway. It must have shown on your face.

“Let's get you home.” Bucky stood up and guided you to the door, careful not to touch you, but you were very aware he was behind you. There was still a hint of a smile on his lips.

“I only live five minutes from here, I’ll be ok.” Bucky’s face dropped. That wasn’t a good sign, you took the hand he didn’t snatch away before, interlaced his fingers with your own and started walking. You just had to make it five minutes without jumping him. Jump him.

“Can I see you again?” Bucky looked uncomfortable again but had a hint of hope.

“Yes!” You were sure you answered before he finished his sentence. Absolutely yes, yes, forever yes, please yes. He kissed you on the cheek, turned on his heel and walked away. Everything stopped, just for a second, you forgot to breathe. You could hear your heartbeat pounding your ears, it almost hurt, your body was humming, you were glowing, that glow you craved, it was addictive.

You slept the entire way to the Raft, yesterday was the most excitement you had in a long time. You were sure there was a smile on your face even in your dreams.

“These two won’t wear the watch.” Ross wasn’t even looking at you, he held them out expecting you to take them. You waited, why would the people here need the watch? They were monitored constantly, and so were you, you wore the guard's version of the watch. It didn’t even look like a watch, just a thick black bracelet. Ross knew you weren't satisfied.

“It administers a shock if they misbehave.” Ross said. You immediately felt sick, you were not about to ask someone to wear something that could hurt them, you turned away.

“It monitors health too.” Ross huffed out. He knew that you wouldn’t say no, you hated the very thought of causing someone pain, but it kept them safe too. It was a compromise; one you didn’t like. Asshole. You would find a way to get that shock removed, it wasn’t going to be today but you would.

The first person just wasn't ready. You weren’t even sure they knew where they were. You wanted to reach out, to try something, anything, but there was a slight red in the pit of your stomach. Danger. You would come back, again and again. Give them hope, a chance. Onto the next- Zemo.

You glanced up, he had books, interests, you smiled. Hope already. He was sitting on the edge of his bed reading. He hadn't noticed you or was ignoring you. He was clean, he even shaved, he took care of himself. Which is more than can said about the other people here. You waited for a moment and closed your eyes just for a moment and soft white fluttered in your stomach. Safe. You touched your watch to the glass and it slid open, you stepped over the threshold. The glass slid shut behind you and obscured, it gave you rare privacy with the people here. One of the conditions you asked Fury for.

“Hi, this watch monitors your health, could you put it on for me?” Your tone was light, hopefully friendly. Zemo eyed you curiously, he ran his eyes all over different parts of your body, the lack of armour taken him aback. He placed the book down gently and stood up. He stepped towards you and his eyes fixed at your hip, just for a second longer than anywhere else. It’s where you placed a small knife, a compromise from Ross. Ross knew you wouldn’t carry a gun, too lethal. You didn’t budge under Zemo’s examination of you.

“I forgot my manners; please will you wear it?” You tried again. Zemo smiled, possibly the most menacing smile you had ever seen. You tilted your head at him. You weren't scared, you were interested, intrigued. He was so sure of himself, it rattled you, it was almost overbearing. It’s not what you expect in a place like this.

“No? Ok.” You walked past him and sat on the bed, you needed to get out from under his gaze. You started scrolling through his files on the tablet, no interests were listed, no food preferences, no likes, nothing. You let out a frustrated a breath. Fucking Ross.

“Is there something else I can get for you? I can see you like to read.” Honestly you were shocked he was even allowed books; it wasn’t like Ross. It was however another indication that Ross would compromise, even with someone he considered the enemy. Although Zemo wasn’t enhanced. Maybe Ross’ compromises were strictly for those he knew he could kill if needed. You shuddered at the thought.

Zemo stepped towards you and very gently put his hands in your hair, it was remarkable, tender. He slightly tugged your hair so you were forced to look up at him, under his gaze again. He had a darkness clouding his eyes, you wondered if anyone else could see it, but you doubted anyone else here got this close to him. He trailed a finger along your side, down to your hip and removed the knife with a speed you couldn’t quite believe. Shock rippled your face; he held the knife to your throat. He meticulously traced a perfect horizontal line there, he was toying with you, but he didn’t press the knife in, no pressure, just a threat. There was slight glint in his eyes. Your body should be screaming, you should be running, trying to escape. But it never came, your breathing was normal, your muscles relaxed, you waited.

“You have incredible resolve.” Zemo’s voice was whisper, slightly husky with an accent, it was calming. If there were any tension in your body, it would have vanished right there. You pushed your head forward quickly and heard the distinct sound of metallic hitting the floor. Thought so. Without missing a beat, you bent down and pick the knife back up. Zemo’s hands are still in the air, where you were just moments ago.

“You dropped this, I believe you were about to kill me.” You offered it back, no fear in your voice, a sly smile on your lips. You felt smug. Zemo started to circle you then, he was searching for something, you held as still as possible, but his eyes were unnerving, not frightening, you just felt exposed somehow. He stopped suddenly and placed his hands one over the other in front of him. He held himself with tenacity, he had decided on something, he was certain. Which he inexplicably managed to express by just standing there.

“You can read minds.” Zemo said it with authority, a statement, a fact.

“No, just trusting.” You tried to match his gaze. No hope of that. He remained where he was, his eyes were boring into you, it was excruciating. You hadn’t said enough, he was demanding an answer. It was astonishing, you felt like you had to give in to him, there simply wasn’t any other choice.

“Let’s call it a gut instinct, I don’t believe you intend to harm me.” It was the only answer to give, it was the truth. It was that easy and simple. I just know. You placed the knife back at your hip.

“Then why hide your weapon?” Zemo scoffed.

“I’m not the only person in the room.”

Next Part: https://www.tumblr.com/zemossunshine/664308299208048640/sunshine-chapter-2?source=share

#zemo x you #bucky x you #zemo #daniel bruhl #baron zemo #dark #zemo x reader #bucky x reader #dark zemo

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dammitadolfnomorecake · 6 years

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bangtanhug · 8 years

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Paparazzi a.k.a the nest of rats

Genre: AU

Pair(s): taekook + yoonseok

Summary: Taehyung needs more money for his education so he decided that he will take up a part time job. That's how he joined the paparazzi world. It's an easy way to earn money, it connects to his major and nothing wrong can happen, right? However, one night he meets the famous, chaebol Jungkook whose biggest enemy the Taehyung kind of rats. After their first meeting, somehow their little game begins.

Tags ( for the whole story): photographer Tae/ badboy Jungkook; Angst with a Happy Ending; Sexual Tension; Mental Health Issues; Emotional Hurt/Comfort; Swearing; Family Secrets; Homophobic Language; Implied/Referenced Homophobia; Slow Burn; Murder-Suicide; Smut; Light Dom/sub; Light BDSM; Orgasm Delay/Denial; Dry Humping

Chapter 1

Soft, enjoyable music traveled across the vast garden. The clink of glasses and people's chatter creating a great harmony with the live band's melody. Some people were in the garden, while others were in the modern-styled villa that housed today’s event. Only the wealthy and famous attended this occasion, therefore, the decorations, the dresses/suits, and the venue all represented luxury. Not just anybody could be here and because of that about forty people were ensuring the security and calmness of the event. They were all over the place, making it almost impossible to break the protection.... just almost.

"Hey kid, move! I need to get a good shot when the inheritor appears with his new toy. At this angle I can't see the party well!"

A deep, manly voice broke the silence among the waiting men. Five bodies were pressed to the small gate, all dressed in black and holding really expensive cameras in their hands. They had met only an hour ago and hadn’t really talked until this point. They only whispered commands to each other like 'move a little bit' or made complaints like 'because of you, I can't get a good angle.' But the frustration started to appear among them while they were hiding in a narrow space for a glimpse of the party.

"I don't think that you're the only one, Sir!" A younger voice replied to the other's wailing.

The boy wasn't pissed off but defnitely wasn't in a good mood. It wasn't the best way to spend a Saturday night, however he couldn't do anything about it. It was his job, well more accurately it was his part-time job, but still a job is a job, right? And who wouldn't want to earn money in an easy way. Just a click of the unaware, well-known people and you don't have to worry about food for a month.

"Aish! I wanted to spend my free time with my wife but no... my colleague had to become sick yesterday. Great! Instead of my wedding anniversary, I have to be here and get some photos of this stupid playboy whose private life is more colorful than the rainbow. Moreover, we can't get into the party so we have to hide like some criminals."

"Don't be like that, you know that’s your job. This hide and seek is part of our lives and, honestly, I don't mind it. Be grateful that the boy always gives us work and makes our lives thrilling. A little adrenaline won't hurt you. Honestly, sometimes I wish that this spoiled little fucker would be more playful and naughty."

Finally, a third party joined the conversation. "Don't be greedy! He changes his partners almost every month and we still don't know how many secrets he hides from us. His pictures have cost the most in the last few years. It's so hard to capture him and his secrets on camera since his father passed away. Everybody knows what kind of lifestyle he pursues, but his defence is no joke and because of it his pictures can make my stomach full and my family happy. Anyway, I don't know how the boy succeeded in having his mother loosen his collar but I'm definitely happy for it."

The three men started to laugh at this, however the younger one and the man in the hat stayed silent. Both of them ignored the conversation and concentrated on their job. The younger one was sure that one thing was true. This playboy's picture fetched a high price, which meant less worrying and more happiness and food. And that's the only thing that matters.

"Hey rookie! Is this your first shift? I’ve never seen you before."

The younger boy looked at the others in shock. His eyes went wide with astonishment. The man in the hat expectantly waited for his answer. He didn't see the other's eyes due to the hat, but his smile didn't show any superiority. Instead, his expression showed interest and pure curiosity.

"How do you know that I'm a rookie, Sir?"

The other just looked at him with a wide smile, pointing at his clothes and camera. "Your clothes don't look comfortable for running and...well....we all know that it can happen, especially with this 'gentleman'. Also, your camera. Did you notice that because of the excitement you forgot to set the night mode?"

"Oh.."

"Certainly ‘oh’. Heheh, don't worry. The boy hasn’t shown up yet, so you still have a chance to change it."

"I ..uhm...thank you"

"Which publisher do you work for? I'm betting that it’s a new online one or a small one. Most of the time they don't send rookies for this kind of work on the first time."

"Well, it's not my first time but it is with the boy ... I'm from the Cypher online gossip magazine, my name is Kim Taehyung. Hmm, I don't think that you’ve heard about us. We’re only a few months old web page and mostly rookies work there. Can I ask your identity, Sir?"

"Drop the honorifics, kid. In this trade, we’re all rats. I'm Jung Hoseok, but you might recognize me by the name Hobi. I work for Dispatch."

At this information, the younger’s jaw dropped to the floor because the man in front of him was a legend. He was really well known for his professionalism and ability. Nobody knows how but he always gets the information before anyone else and he always appears at the right time. People think that maybe he hired some private investigator or put his undercover men next to famous people.

But the reason why Taehyung lost his breath wasn't this. Before Dispatch and rats work, as others called this job, Hoseok was a fashion photographer. His work was really well known, especially among young people. Although he wasn't recognised widely in the professional area, this man still put a lot on the table and, with his unique style, showed hope for the younger generation. Taehyung continued his major because of this man, so meeting him in real life was like a dream come true.

"Oh my god! I can't believe it, you’re like a god to me!" The younger had become visibly excited. He wanted to ask and say so much, but somehow this experience just didn’t seem real. Who would have thought that they would meet in this kind of place?

"Whoa, kid! I know that I'm like a superstar among paparazzi but I'm not that great, just lucky." Hoseok laughed at the younger. He’d heard the rumors about how people looked up to him, but had never seen anyone this happy to meet him. Most of the time people hated him.

"Oh, no, no! I’ve known about you from your previous job, when you were a fashion photographer. I really loved and admired your work and passion. You’re my hero!"

"Ah..."

The older’s big, bright smile disappeared and was replaced with a sorrowful expression. Taehyung noticed the mood swing, but didn't know what to think about it. He just stared at the other's face while he tried to figure out how to break the awkward silence. But before he could do anything, one of the other men whispered loudly.

"Jackpot! Our little troublemaker finally makes his entrance at his own birthday party."

The others didn't need more words before they were immediately grabbing their cameras, armed with lenses. They started to follow the boy's every movement through their lenses, not wanting to miss something. Taehyung had never seen his target before in real life, only pictures of him. However, he had to admit that the boy’s aura in real life, even from far away, was mind blowing. He wore an all black suit which made his appearance a little bit serious. And if he wants to be honest, the boy looked older than his age...no, not just his...he looked older than Taehyung, which was insane. He looked too perfect in his eyes and he couldn't match the boy’s appearance with his celebrated lifestyle. It was the opposite, like a good mask to hide the reality. Taehyung was never interested in famous people and their lives. This might come off as a surprise to some if they took into consideration what his part time job was, but he knew one thing. These people were in a different league which demanded different rules, therefore, no one really knew the real person behind the mask.

The boy was talking in the villa's rear entrance when suddenly a girl grasped his arms. At the same time the paparazzi started to clatter their machines. Taehyung was a little bit slower but he didn't miss it. The couple walked a little bit further from the guests while holding hands. Fortunately, they stopped near the fountain located closer to the five men. It was harder to find a good angle but somehow they managed. The woman was shorter but visibly older. Taehyung was already happy because he knew people still found it astounding when a younger male was dating an older woman. Provocative...which was good. Anything that had impact to the mass meant more money to the paparazzi...and more fame to their publishers/magazines.

They were chatting and laughing freely for a while, when the younger male started to lean closer to the lady. "Come on, just a little bit closer. You’re a man, so do it!" One of the men murmured heatedly, like a command to the boy who, of course, didn't hear it. The others hummed in agreement with him. They had waited for this moment for hours and if the boy crossed the line, then it really was a jackpot! They would win the lottery for this month. However, the miracle didn't happen. Taehyung’s eyes met with the boy's through the lense. He froze instantly in that moment and couldn't put his camera down because damn, they were caught.

"Shit! Grab your cameras and run before this brat destroys our cameras and we lose our jobs!"

Thanks to the cry, Taehyung regained his consciousness and started to run after the others. He had never liked sports, especially running, but damn the boy was brutal when it came to paparazzi. The security wasn’t the only reason why there were so few pictures of the playboy. If photographers found their way near him and took pictures, there were some other risks. If he noticed you he would take away your machine, delete the pictures, take out the memory card, and finally break into pieces your expensive camera. And no, this was not the end of the torture. Before you could even call your boss, he already knew that you failed the 'mission' and didn't take any pictures. This was because the boy found out your workplace and reported the happenings. If you pissed him off, he would threaten your magazine and everyone knew what that meant. You would lose your job because it was your fault.

The five men successfully escaped from the inner garden. They were running towards the direction of the parking when, from nowhere, seven security guards appeared. When they turned around in the other direction, there were already five other guards. "Oh fuck!" yelled one of their group and Taehyung couldn't have agreed more. He nervously ran his eyes around, searching for an exit but unfortunately there was no way to escape from this. His eyes wandered to Hoseok's face, which surprisingly remained calm. Taehyung could only think that the other had maybe experienced similar situations before, which wouldn't be surprising considering how long he had been doing this career.

"Well, well! It's always good to see familiar faces." Somewhere behind the guards a comparatively shorter man stepped out. He had blonde hair and wore a more stylish suit compared to the others. There was visibly sarcastic smile on his face while he was checking out the small group.

"Maybe you didn't notice it on the invitation card but you are not allowed to bring cameras to this party. Oh, wait... If I think about it more carefully, you didn't get a card. Nevertheless, I see you here. It seems like rats always find a slit."

"Yoongi, that means that you don't do your job well because you still couldn't use your rats-killer how it's supposed to be used. Anyway, since when have I needed an invitation? We’re like family, aren't we?"

Silence followed Hoseok's words. Nobody dared to say anything; they all stared at the man with big eyes. The blonde guy, Yoongi, grimaced but it still wasn’t able to wipe off Hoseok's playful smile. The boy was noticeably enjoying it.

"Hoseok, you always have the ability to piss Yoongi off immediately whenever you meet him." A new voice stated and in a little while a new person appeared on the scene. It was the boy.

"Jungkook, I have always admired that even at your age you can still grow. Or maybe it’s just that Yoongi always makes you look taller, he seems to be getting shorter by the day. I'm afraid that my little friend will disappear one day."

"This piece of...."

"Let him be, Yoongi. He’s doing it on purpose."

"I know but I can't handle it when I see his dumb face."

"You know that you love this face." Hoseok winked at the shorter man, who didn't blink at this. He was used to the other's shit personality but sometimes he still couldn't control his hate towards the other.

"Well, now that our Tom and Jerry couple have played their welcome game, let's wrap this up quickly, gentlemen." Jungkook directed the attention back to himself. Taehyung and the other 3 photographers were still standing stunned and dazed from the previous dialogue. Hoseok had a sharp tongue even in a situation which left the group speechless.

"I don't think I have to explain the rules. Give the cameras to Yoongi. Now!"

The group sighed frustratedly, but there wasn’t anything they could do. They just hoped that tomorrow they would still have their jobs. Yoongi took away the cameras one after another. Taehyung was the last one in the row, so he tried to use his time cleverly. He knew that this would be a really great opportunity for their magazine to emerge. He was rummaging in his pack for a long time when he saw a pair of legs in front of him. He looked up slowly to face his destiny and, to his dismay, instead of Yoongi it was the boy standing there.

"Give me your camera before you lose your new job."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard it well, rookie. Don't try to use any tricks, many people have tried it before. You should learn from your predecessors, most of them lost their jobs. It would be bad if you lost yours right away."

Taehyung couldn't believe it. How can people tell instantly that he is a rookie? Is it on his face or what?

"I have never seen you before and believe me, I know and remember all of you. Well, welcome to the family and for my welcome present let me show you how my world works."

Before Taehyung could even blink, his camera landed on the ground. He felt like crying because damn this one was his favourite. He had saved up for two damn years and shit he wished that this guy would go to hell. 'Only' the lenses and the screen broke but it was still unexcusable. Taehyung wanted to bow down to his camera, however, an arm stopped him in his movement. He lookd up in confusion and was met with the other's smirk.

"Kid, maybe you think the rumors aren't true about me but you need to know that they are all true. So get up and cry for it after you've left my residence because I don't really like crybabies."

Taehyung was still staring in disbelief at his machine but this statement reached his ears. "I'm your hyung, you asshole." He murmured in a low voice, however, Jungkook definitely heard it because the pressure became stronger on his shoulder. Hoseok looked at him sideways and couldn't hide his smile.

"What did you say?" Jungkook's voice was firm but it was noticeabley not angry, rather it was curious.

"I said I'm your hyung so don't call me kid, you asshole!" Taehyung's voice was louder now which caused shock on the scene. Everyone looked at him questioningly.

"Well hyung, do you have name?" Jungkook taunted but a half-smile appeared on his lips.

"For you? Not really. You don't know me and I don't want to know you, so why should we exchange our identities?"

"You aren't afraid of losing your job?"

"As you mentioned earlier, I'm a rookie. So what if I lose it? It doesn't matter, I will find a new one. Oh and please don't come at me with this dramatic stuff about how you will ensure that I never get job again in this country. If you think you are a big boy then let's play this game like adults."

"And what kind of game do you want to play with me?" Jungkook's smile was getting bigger and bigger.

He was enjoying this situation, it was interesting. The other looked like a pure boy when Jungkook first noticed him but it seems like his tongue was sharper than his facial lines. While Jungkook was relaxed, Taehyung hid his arms behind his back because he didn't want to give the other the pleasure of seeing his trembling arms. It was his fault that he couldn't control himself so now he had to find a solution.

"You can delete my pictures and take away my memory card, but then you will give me back my camera and let me live to go home to play house games with Hobi hyung."

"Hobi hyung?" Jungkook just raised one of his eyebrows questioningly to Hoseok, who was smiling ear to ear now. "Is he your student or pet?"

"Neither, but I will definitely take it into consideration from now on." Hoseok patted Taehyung on the back. This was really, really interesting even for Hobi.

"Well hyung, I'm sorry to say but our little game needs to end here because I have to celebrate my birthday. I hope you understand but don't worry, we will meet again in the future. I would be so sad if I wasn't able to see your cute face. Let's play again hyung." He gave Taehyung a wink before he waved to his guards who saw off the little group. The older one couldn't lift his face; he just stared at the ground and tried to stay calm until he left the place.

Jungkook followed the group with his eyes. He didn't really know what just happened but it was one of the highlights of the evening. He was currently waiting for Yoongi to delete and collect the memory cards. He could go back to the party but he wasn't in a hurry. What did it matter if he missed some of his birthday party, nothing would change.

"Shit!!" Yoongi's loud swearing broke the convenient silence that Jungkook had been enjoying until now.

"What's wrong, hyung?" Jungkook saw that Yoongi was holding his new "friend's" camera. In his two fingers he held the memory card and his face looked really annoyed.

"Well your cutie somehow managed to change the real memory card to a fake one. I don't know how he did it, but this is definitely a fake one."

Jungkook laughed out loud. Yoongi looked at the other like he was insane. "What are you laughing at? Did you lose your mind? Maybe if I call the guards they can catch him."

"Don't do anything."

"What? Did you drink too much or ....as you are getting older did you go crazy, too? "

"No. But I'm so happy I found a new toy after a loooong time. Moreover, who cares, I have had worse pictures taken of me. But do you know what will be the best?"

"What?"

"Tomorrow we will know that where this cutie pie works. I don't have to do anything, the information will come to me." Jungkook sent a last big smile to the other before he went back to the party.

"Seriously, this boy is crazy." Yoongi followed him.

(ch.1~8 is on AO3)

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zemossunshine · 2 years

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Sunshine Chapter 28

Pairings: Zemo x You Bucky x You

Summary: Falling in love with a villain. This will start sweet and then go very dark.

Warnings for this chapter: Threats & broken bones.

You betrayed me and I know that you will never feel sorry, for the way I hurt. I loved you at your worst, but that didn’t matter. God I wish you had though this through, before I went and fell in love with you. Lyrics owned by Olivia Rodrigo.

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Valentines day was coming up and you wanted to buy Zemo more flowers, this time from the very cute independent florist in town. You still had some winnings from Christmas left over. The only issue was you couldn’t get away from Zemo, so you tried to enlist Bucky’s help, he replied quite quickly telling you that there was no way into the house without Zemo. You sent a text back.

So, you can break Zemo out of prison (yes, I still hate that word), but you can’t break into my home? You’re losing your touch Bucky.

Technically he broke himself out. Was that your attempt at mind games? AWWWWWWW.

Fuck. You thought your text was verging on cruel as it was, you couldn’t think of anything else to do except beg, so that’s exactly what you did, which went ignored. Anyone would help you buy them, but getting them into the house? Only Bucky could do that, you were at a loss. Before you headed home that night, you got another text.

Flowers are in the guest room.

YESSSSS! Bucky came through, on the wrong day, a full week before Valentine’s Day but you didn’t care. As soon as you got home you pulled Zemo upstairs. He loved them, but you could see he knew about them anyway, which was slightly disappointing. Still you warmed at the honey in his eyes, what else could you get the man who could buy whatever he wanted? Zemo set to making a huge batch of paprikash as Bucky had requested it for dinner tomorrow.

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Before you left for Sarah’s, Zemo held you both up selecting a bottle of champagne, rifled through his office for paperwork, some keys and grabbed his sword on the way out. You didn’t even want to ask, Zemo made some offhand remark about not turning up empty handed. To Sarah’s? That doesn’t explain the sword.Sarah would chew Zemo out if the boys got their hands on it.

As soon as you stepped into Sarah’s new beautiful red and white kitchen, you stopped dead. Sarah was fussing over a napkin, folding it and re-folding it, but that wasn’t what you were looking at. You started swatting Zemo, hoping he could see what you could see. Sarah was glowing, but your focus was on the glittering diamond on her finger. Bucky had the most dazzling smile on his face, Sarah was smiling slyly, still folding that fucking napkin, not looking in your direction, despite the sounds of you, now hitting Zemo getting louder and louder. No one was saying anything, you needed to hear it, anticipation was zipping throughout your body. Finally, finally Sarah held up her hand. You rushed over and crushed her against you, water filled your eyes. Zemo slid his sword up the neck of the champagne bottle, the cork popped out and bubbles flew out. He knew!You and Bucky rolled your eyes at him, both firmly in team fuck Zemo and his showing off.

“I’m so happy for you both!” You meant every word, they were perfect together. Your lips actually hurt from how painfully stretched they were, your cheeks ached. You thought your heart doubled in size since you moved here, but in that moment you swore, that if you had some sort of medical scan, everyone would see it to be true. You lived in a constant state of oblivion, you were given a life you never though would be possible.

“When you find the right person, you know.” Bucky kissed Sarah on the cheek before his eyes bounced between you and Zemo. You rested your head back against Zemo. You and Bucky both understood you found the one and it wasn’t in each other. You both shared the curse of Hydra, so you would always be connected in some way. Was it strange to feel a rush of love for Bucky at that moment? Zemo was right, a part of you would always love him.

“I believe this was the vehicle you admired in Berlin.” Zemo threw Bucky the set of car keys, an engagement present, for what you assumed was an expensive vintage car. Sam had recorded the moment, that deserved a medal of some kind, a description was good, but a visual, yes it was absolutely needed. You pressed play, Sarah was blindfolded, being dragged towards her boat, you heard Sam cough behind the camera trying to get the boys to slow down. The boys were wearing their suits from Halloween, the boat had been literally covered in white roses. Bucky was waiting nervously, the boys had huge smiles, this was the cutest shit you had ever seen. The boys shouted at Sarah to step up onto the boat and-

“Sign this. Documentation, for the vehicle.” Zemo interrupted and forced a pen into your hand. I’m busy. You gave him and exasperated look, Zemo stared you down. You paused the video and signed where Zemo pointed. You were never really able to get your head around everything being half yours, it was an insane concept. Zemo just took care of everything. Zemo handed Bucky the paper to sign and they immediately started to converse in Russian. You went back to the video, The boys had lead Sarah in front of Bucky, who got down on one knee. They pulled her blindfold off while jumping up and down. You couldn’t hear what Bucky was saying, but you thought maybe no one should, it was private. A very loud yes was said, Bucky lifted Sarah up into the air and Sam’s hearty chuckle came through the speaker.

“That was beautiful.” You said with sincerity, you wanted to watch it again over and over. You were fit to burst, transcending above the clouds.

“Zemo is right, you really do glow.” Sarah said with furrowed eyebrows as she signed for the car.

“Sunshine’s joy comes from others.” Zemo’s looked mesmerised by you as he placed a chaste kiss on your lips. Sarah stood up to whisper something in Bucky’s ear, he shook his head, his eyes flickered over you and he started to look more and more confused. What? The boys ran past you, knocking your champagne glass, you caught it without looking and Bucky’s face turned to stone. Oh shit. You opened your hand as thankfully the boys has passed and the glass shattered. You dropped down to your knees and started collecting the shards, mumbling an apology. Don’t you fucking leave me here to explain this Zemo.

“Doll, didn’t you have some new plants to show Zemo outside?”

Don’t you dare! Zemo ever so polite, wanted to see them with immediate effect. I swear, I’m not talking to you for a week. A metal hand wrapped itself around your forearm, you continued collecting tiny pieces of glass, pretending it wasn’t there.

“You have incredible reflexes.” Bucky gritted out. You shook your head, you didn’t, it was random. Bucky knelt in front of you and gripped your shoulders. “I’m taking him back.” Bucky glanced at your lips. NO!

“I don’t think Sarah or Zemo would appreciate that very much. It’s not the same for me Bucky, The Winter Solider isn’t inside my head. All I really have is the nightmares and they don’t even bother me, it’s like watching an action sequence. Zemo tested my reflexes and nothing, just nothing.” Was that a good enough explanation? Bucky seemed to think you shared your mind with an assassin and you didn’t. You didn’t feel the same way you knew Bucky had, still Bucky had a storm in his eyes. “Zemo spent a full day throwing tennis balls at me.” You hoped the image might pull a smile from him. You ended up yelping at thin air during that little training session, you caught one ball in total. One. Reminders of your failures painted your body, you swore you had a bruise for each ball you missed.

“Promise?” Bucky said sternly. You nodded with enthusiasm. Bucky sighed relived. “You are going to have to keep that quiet, I might take the Winter Solder name back, make it what it should be.”

That surprised you, you didn’t ask about the details in Siberia, because it was rude to pry, if you needed to know then you would have been told. Zemo told you he wasn’t sure if you taking Bucky’s pain would work forever, that Bucky needed to embrace his new life and push away the memories, concentrate on Sarah and the boys.

“I still have nightmares about you.” Bucky confessed. You shrugged, you had awful nightmares about Bucky too, some things were just unavoidable. It didn’t change the world you lived in, the world full of hope and now, an engaged Bucky. A free and lighter Bucky, still there was one thing you didn’t get from him that would have come in handy. You handed him your phone, which now had pages and pages of poor spelling. Zemo’s ramblings in other languages. Bucky scrolled through with a smirk.

“I would be lost without you……you are my everything….it’s all sappy shit.” Bucky rolled his eyes, you were kind of disappointed and going by Bucky’s face he was too. You watched Bucky’s lips move as he was trying to work out the pronunciation from your notes or maybe going through the various languages he knew. Bucky’s eyes widened. “Fucking whore.”

You craned your neck over the phone, there was no way, Zemo would never, you blinked in disbelief. Bucky chuckled darkly, he had something on Zemo and you knew he would hold it over him. “Tight cunt.”

Your jaw hit the floor. You wanted the entire document translated yesterday. Someone cleared their throat and your phone was crushed in Bucky’s hand. What the fuck? Zemo was standing in front of you both, with a look that dared you both to keep going. You found yourself very interested in the ceiling, there was no way you were taking the fall for this, Bucky translated it, you didn’t do shit. You were ticked by the thought of you and Bucky resembling AJ and Cass, ready, poised, to blame the other. Your shoulders lifted as you tried to push down your laughter.

“Doll?” Bucky called out. You fucking coward! And off Bucky went.

You lifted your chin with confidence, briefly scanning the area for children. “If you’re going to call me a whore, you’re going to say it in English.” You weren’t opposed to the idea, at all. This learning about yourself thing was still finding ways to shock you. A deep rumble filled Zemo’s chest as he stalked towards you. He tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. He placed what could only be described as the most innocent kiss on your cheek.

“Sunshine, tonight I will fuck you so hard. You will beg me to stop.”

Ignoring the damp in your underwear, the goosebumps down your neck, the heat pooling between your thighs. “What did you just say?” Zemo didn’t curse ever.

Zemo pulled back with a smug expression, sensing the effect it had on you. “I would never use such vulgar language to describe you.”

Wait what. You started to question if you had imagined it, he was that good. This was bullshit, before you could even open your mouth, Sarah breezed back in and you turned your head to Zemo. This isn’t over!. Zemo returned your gaze with total disinterest, ok maybe you did imagine it. Could the heat cause hallucinations? You made a beeline to the fridge for some cold peach iced tea. You asked to watch the video again, as Sarah brought it up another picture caught your attention. You asked what it was.

“Isaiah Bradley, Sam had it installed in the Smithsonian.” Sarah said with pride as she passed you her phone. The lighting, the walls, the glass of the displays, the chrome railings. It’s so, so... the word was on the tip of your tongue. You searched for the museum on her phone and swiped through the pictures, there were several of Steve, Isaiah, Sam, the Avengers and even Bucky.

“Bucky, they have added something to yours.” You zoomed in and turned to show him the plaque, detailing his years with Hydra.

“That was installed before you were blipped.” Another lie for Sarah. “Have you seen it without that?” Bucky urged.

Had you? Have I? Zemo rested his hand on your lower back, you flitted through the pictures. You zoomed in, tilted your head, read the various plaques. You took a breath in and closed your eyes. You tried to picture it in your mind, but you couldn’t see it. You opened your eyes and you were in the Smithsonian. Woah. You were being pulled along, by a tight arm wrapped around your waist. You were wearing layers and layers of oversized men’s clothing. The buzz of other people filled your ears, you shook your head to snap out of this trance. You tripped on the hem of the jeans that drowned you, you were yanked with haste and violence. You only pulled back when you saw the display for Bucky and yes it had a part missing, this said he died when he fell from a train. That’s not true. You were tugged, much in the same way an impatient owner tugs on a pet. The owner of the arm had no face. What the fuck?

“Who is that?” You asked.

“The Winter Soldier.” The faceless man replied. At his words, fear flooded through you, those words didn’t promise anything good. Everything in front of you said James Buchanan Barnes. You needed to get a hold of yourself, you knew Bucky. What the hell was this? A hand was on your forehead and you tried to pull it off, it didn’t move.

“GET OFF!”

Zemo was in front of you, his face full of concern. Familiar, that was the word. Familiar. You had been there, with what you could only assume was a Hydra agent. Bucky was to your left on the phone, your mouth opened and closed. There wasn’t much to tell, you didn’t know the person you were with, couldn’t see them. Bucky passed the phone to you, Maria’s voice was in your ear asking what happened, you described as much as you could.

“Did the man have any other distinguishable features? What year was it? We can go back and find footage. Was it just him? Where were you going? Where did you come from?”

“I don’t know.” You didn’t think to try and look for clues which might identify who you were with or when you were there. You just focused on Bucky’s part, which in hindsight was stupid because you could quite easily find a picture of the old display online.

There was a knock on the glass, Sarah wanting to come back in, having obviously been evicted and she had Lacey with her. Lacey was one of the kids in town, she was quiet, but her smile could light a room. You ducked your head before sunglasses were handed to you. Lacey jumped up into your arms, you swung her round to your hip and gave her a bright smile. She pulled a strand of your hair to curl around her finger. When Bucky and Zemo leaned in to greet her, she buried her face into your chest. Lacey was shy, this didn’t look like that. She clung onto your neck and pulled as if telling you to step away. Was Lacey scared? Of the man that handed out endless sweets and an Avenger?

“She isn’t frightened of us, she is frightened of men.” Zemo said stiffly in German. Men? A scared seven year old girl was holding onto you for dear life and you couldn’t help but wonder if that is what you looked like at seven when you were handed to Hydra. There were very few reasons a child would be scared of men as a collective. Something flickered deep within you. Before you addressed the subject yourself, you wanted to show Lacey that these men, these men in particular, were not ones to be afraid of. You called the boys over and whispered instructions. AJ and Cass aimed a nerf gun each at her head.

“Bucky and Zemo will only ever protect you.”

The boys fired a bullet each, Bucky and Zemo caught them. Lacey gasped and squealed asking to go again, which everyone indulged. Lacey’s dad died a few years ago, that much you knew. Marcy was a widower, no men around that you were aware of. You didn’t want to ask Lacey directly, as she had managed to climb off you and was running outside happily with the boys.

“New boyfriend Mark, from up state. You know when you can just feel in your gut that someone is an asshole.” Sarah scowled. Boy oh boy, did you. Oh yeah, I know all about that. Zemo shared a knowing look with you before Bucky did. You trusted Sarah implicitly, still you it was only right you gave Mark your own fair assessment. See if Mark really was a red flag or in your case black.

After informing Zemo you were going with or without him, you stepped into Marcy’s home. Zemo agreed to wait outside as Mark wasn’t home, Zemo's methods of intimidation were not the best in all situations and he had a pardon to adhere to. You knew he would be listening regardless.

“Hey Marcy, how are things?” You wanted to keep conversation light, see if she would open up.

“Great, Sarah doesn’t mind if Lacey stays for dinner, does she?” Did Marcy want Lacey out of the house? You did want to keep it conversational, then you remembered your parent’s willingly handed you over to Hydra.

“Why is Lacey afraid of men?”

“Mark is new for Lacey, kids you know, they don’t understand, they have no idea about anything.” So not men, Mark, specifically. AJ and Cass understood what it was like to have a dead parent, but never felt this way towards Bucky.

“Actually, kids are very perceptive.”

“How’s Zemo?” Marcy said with a little too much sweetness in her voice. You could see what she was trying to do, turn this on you, deflect. Zemo was a terrorist, murder, would torture anyone without hesitation, Zemo was many things, but to children, he was a gentle treat giving machine.

“Children don’t fear him.” You knew you had the upper hand. “I’ll drop Lacey home after dinner.” You made a swift exit.

“Mark’s leaving and we need to make sure, he won’t come back.” You demanded of Zemo. You had to run Mark out of town, you were determined, you didn’t particularly care what he had done. This town was yours now and no one could ever take it from you or taint it, tarnish it in any way, no one could disturb the peace. If you could build walls around it you would. Mark had to go.

When you returned to Sarah’s, dinner was being served. Lacey had shrimp in her hand, when you sat down she crawled onto your lap. She whispered that shrimp was her favourite, you smiled and kept a protective arm around her.

“I have never tried it.” You wanted Lacey to trust you, for her to show you something and you accept it. You heard Zemo and Bucky take a deep breath as her small hands pushed it into your mouth. Lacy gazed at you expectantly as you chewed. You hummed as your tongue scratched the roof of your mouth.

“Delicious.” It wasn’t, you did not like it at all. Alpine meowed from your feet and put her front paws on Lacey’s leg. “I think it might be Alpine’s favourite too.” Lacey giggled and slipped Alpine some under the table. Alpine rubbed herself on your legs very briefly, to maintain her air of superiority but she wanted you to know she was grateful she was with Bucky.

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Bucky spent dinner staring at you, you wondered if he was looking for other remnants of the Winter Soldier or if he was worried as you had a seven year old girl in your arms. Maybe you were giving off your own brand of intimidation? Or something else, he would share with you, when there weren't little ears around or another more important matter to attend to. Sarah said it was about time we did something about Mark. Mark was background checked and he had no connection to Hydra, so you were good to go. You slipped into the passenger side of the pick up truck with a sleeping Lacey in your arms. Zemo kept checking if you were ok and you were just fine, more than fine. Nothing would hurt Lacey, you were sure of it.

You stepped into Marcy’s house and noticed her car was gone and had been replaced with Mark’s. Bucky ever so helpfully had already tied Mark to a chair, his head lolled to the side, you almost felt sorry for him, having been in this position yourself, but you couldn't quite bring yourself to be. You gently rested Lacey down behind you on the sofa. A chair was placed in front of Mark and Zemo instructed you to sit down, he understood that you wanted to be the one to do this, he placed a knife in your hand and stood behind Mark, putting himself in a position so you could look to him for encouragement. Bucky stood behind you, you paused before you removed your sunglasses, but no one spoke up, plenty of people had flecks in their eyes. Zemo had gold ones almost permanently since you moved here.

You held the knife in front of your eyes as Zemo had. You let your eyes trail up and down the knife, before you looked into Mark’s eyes. You lifted a finger to your lips and shifted so Mark could see Lacey.

“Why is Lacey afraid of you?”

“That kid is dumb.”

It riled you immediately, why were so many people so dismissive of children? You flipped the knife in your hand a few times, contemplating the best course of action to make sure Mark wouldn’t return.

“You think I haven’t been stabbed before?” Mark smirked.

“You assume I need a weapon.” You threw the knife towards him, where it lodged its self in the leg of his chair. You smiled at Mark cunningly as he pushed himself back, Zemo stopped him.

“Come on, you guys are Avengers. You aren’t going to do this, I wont- I can’t- not the Winter Soldier.” Mark stammered.

“The Winter Soldier?” Bucky sneered as he slid his arm around your stomach. “He’s gone, she killed him.”

Mark’s eyes darted around the room in fear. Success. Your chest swelled as you crouched down to Mark’s eye level, ready to tell him to never return, when the front door opened. Marcy dropped the beers in her hand. She scrambled over to Mark, tears filled her eyes and she started to apologise to him, she fumbled with the cables ties and begged you to let him go. She wasn’t afraid of Bucky or Zemo, despite them both being suited up. Bucky with a scowl on his face and Zemo holding his cold glare. She was afraid of Mark, yet he was bound, unable to move, but why? Marcy and Lacey were both scared of this pathetic man. You reached out on instinct for the hem of her t-shirt and she shook her head with tears streaming down her face. No, no no. You pulled her t-shirt up and Marcy was covered with deep purple welts. You pulled her over to Lacey to get her away, as far from Mark as you could manage. You should have let Zemo come inside with you earlier he would have noticed this. You could have taken them both to a safe place and just had Mark arrested.

Marcy picked up Lacey and held her close. “He didn’t touch Lacey.” She stammered out.

You already knew that, Bucky or Zemo would have noticed that before. You realised then that Marcy wanted you to come back, she knew you would bring back up. Supressing your rage down you needed to reassure her. “Mark isn’t coming back. Next person you meet you bring them to Bucky or Zemo. They will check them out first.”

Marcy had tried to date again and she met this fucker? It was just so unfair. Mark started screaming, you and Marcy both covered Lacey’s ears. You rolled your eyes at Mark’s promises, he wouldn’t get past the town line, if he tried.

“I'LL STICK MY DICK SO FAR DOWN YOUR THROAT, YOU'LL SQUEAL LIKE A PIG.”

“He can’t Marcy, we won’t let him.”

“I didn’t mean Marcy. I meant you. Sunshine.”

You had never felt a silence like it, the air tore itself from your lungs. Bucky put his hands on Marcy’s shoulders, your hands still in the air, frozen, where Marcy was moments ago.

“Goodbye Mark.” Bucky said stiffly as he guided Marcy and Lacey out. Did Bucky just give Zemo permission to kill Mark? To violate his pardon?

You slammed your hand over Mark’s mouth. “Mark-” You urged, as you watched Zemo screw on a silencer to his gun. “When I let go, the only word you are going to say is sorry.” You needed him to understand the severity of the situation. You looked into his eyes, waiting to see that he would do as he was told, you removed your hand slowly. You held your breath as Mark opened his mouth.

“Oink oink.”

A tear escaped as you knew Mark had sealed his own fate, Mark didn’t know it, but he had just invoked the devil. Zemo shot him in the thigh, as Mark screamed Zemo took the opportunity to slam the gun into his mouth, taking a few teeth with it. Mark was a piece of shit and he need to pay for his crimes against Marcy but not this. Mark didn’t need to die for saying something stupid.

“Zemo, you need to listen to me. You know he can’t do those things. This is our home. You don’t need to do this. Please. Just think.” You tried to list off every reason you could think of to stop him. You even considered reaching out and pulling on the lapels of his coat, make him focus on you, but you knew he wouldn't stop not until he decided to. Zemo was staring at Mark, his breath steady unlike yours. He tilted his head at Mark before he turned to you and the look he had chilled your bones. You wondered if he even heard what you said. Your fight or flight instinct kicked in, screaming, begging you to run, to get as far from him as you could. You should have left with Bucky because this thing looking at you wasn’t Zemo, is didn’t even look like him, it was purely evil.

“Remind me, how many death certificates bare your signature?” Zemo taunted, a reminder of how many people had died because of you, people he had chosen to kill. Mark's pleas started through the gun, Zemo glanced at him and Mark stopped immediately. You didn’t even want to blink, terrified you would miss the chance to stop Zemo.

“Save him.”

What? You couldn’t, you weren't allowed to use your powers, Zemo knew that. Zemo was goading you, reminding you that when Mark died, it would be your fault because you could have stopped him. Water filled your eyes, you had to find another way. Zemo, please don’t do this.

“Save him.” Zemo repeated. His knuckles whitened around the gun, he was holding back. The gesture laced with his words made that clear. You had an opportunity and you needed to take it, it would mean hurting Zemo and you never wanted to do that. You shook your head. Zemo flashed a dangerous smile before he started whistling, sending you straight to the basement. As his hot breath washed over your face, you couldn’t quite believe he would do this to you. Tears rolled down your cheeks and you put your trembling hand on his free arm, you positioned your body so Mark wouldn’t see. There was nothing but sorrow in your eyes as you clenched your fingers, the black burned as you heard two soft cracks, just a warning. A small puff of air escaped Zemo’s lips. Please stop now. Don’t make me do this.

Zemo reached up to your cheek, he stroked it softly before moving his hand to your shoulder, down your arm and stopping at your elbow. He was calming down, or at least appeared to be. He lifted your forearm to your line of sight, where you watched it flop over. What's going on?You didn’t break Zemo’s arm, you had broken your own. You didn’t even notice that he was moving his arm without injury. You looked into Zemo’s dark eyes with horror.

“Before I merely accessed your powers, but now - It’s that beautifully reckless nature of yours. It’s not that you won’t hurt anyone you love, you are simply incapable. You cannot save anyone.”

You couldn’t hurt Zemo, your love for him wouldn’t allow it. All the reasons Zemo loved you, for being his Sunshine, his light, his hope, had just betrayed you. Zemo could do whatever he wanted and now he knew it. Zemo flexed his fingers around the gun and his lips quirked, he wanted you to know that another person was about to die in your name.

“Mark, I am so sorry.” You closed your eyes, to spineless to watch. You waited for the inevitable gun shot, your heart hammering, your legs threatening to give out. Instead you heard Mark saying thank you, you opened your eyes, Zemo was cutting the cable ties off. Zemo let Mark go. You didn’t know why, but you were thankful that he had snapped out of it, you walked out of the door to the car before Zemo could change his mind. You completed the short drive home in total silence, trying to regulate your heart, go to bed, forget this entire ordeal and start afresh tomorrow, in your little town without any traces of Mark. But Zemo would always be like this, someone would say something stupid again and you would be back here.

“Why are you like this?” You whispered, walking up the stairs defeated. You didn’t mean to speak out loud. You wanted to understand, but not start this conversation, not today, not like this.

“Your history.”

“But it’s not, because I don’t remember, which is why Mark’s words didn’t bother me. There just wasn’t any reason to do that to me.” Your voice was barely audible, walking the hall towards your bedroom, ready to call it a night. It’s your history Zemo and I’m not responsible for that. Zemo spun you and slammed you against a door. He wasn’t calm and this wasn’t over. Normally Zemo had enough sense, enough control, not touch you when he was like this, but he was gone, livid beyond any coherent thought. The fire in his eyes flared the anger within you. Zemo used your past to justify his actions, to vilify himself.

“I hate you.”

“Is that so? Show me then.” Zemo provoked, knowing that you couldn’t, you could say you hate him. But actions were louder than words and you couldn’t hurt him. Rage pounded your heart.

“Fuck you.”

Zemo smiled as if he knew that is exactly what you were going to say. He reached to the handle of the door. “You should choose your words more wisely.”

Your rage left your body as the air did, you fell back into one of the guest bedrooms. “Stop.” You quivered, pushing back away from him, Zemo only responded by closing the door. What are you doing? You had a chance to run before and you didn’t. You had no desire whatsoever to continue this conversation. You picked up the heavy lamp ready to smash against the window, you were jumping and getting the fuck away. You screamed as you launched it and it simply bounced off, off the window, off the bed and landed on the floor. The glass from the raft. All hope was lost, the only thing keeping you standing was an instinct to survive. Zemo’s ire filled the air, consuming you in his fury, in his madness.

“You continue to underestimate me.” Zemo purred. You raced to the bathroom, stopping at the doorway, the bathroom was Zemo’s favourite place to threaten you. Your breath stuttered.

“Struggling to make a choice? I thought you had come so far.” Zemo mocked. You were fucked, you reached for your phone in your waistband to call someone anyone, your hands started to shake when you remembered Bucky crushed it earlier because you asked for that stupid translation. Tears spilt over and Zemo laughed at your desperate situation. Whoever was with you in the room was deeply sinister, Zemo wouldn't do this to you. You had no idea what Zemo was going to do and you kept your eyes averted from the bed and Zemo at all costs. Zemo appeared in front of you, you didn’t want to say anything else you were only making him worse, fuelling him on, you whimpered and looked at him with nothing but fear in your eyes. Please Zemo.

“Relax.” Zemo said echoing the words from the basement and a needle was plunged into your neck. Your blood ran cold as you slumped to the floor, limbs like lead. Whatever Zemo used in the basement he used on you again, you couldn’t move, you couldn’t speak, you couldn’t beg him to stop, you were-

“Utterly defenceless.” Zemo voiced the words, he wanted you to know that he knew that too. He crouched down to you, in the same way Bucky had in the box. Please stop.

“Stop? I’m not doing anything.”

The ‘yet’ went unspoken. Fear gripped your entire body, but you couldn’t swallow it down, couldn't slip into the void of a panic attack, you couldn’t do anything, you were being forced to endure this. Zemo was using your own insecurities against you. Weaponizing your past. Using your fears, the fears he instilled into you, against you. Zemo could have sedated you but he chose this, he made sure you were present and in the moment, to be aware of what he was about to do. Zemo scooped you up and you wished you would pass out as he placed you onto the bed. He gently stretched your limbs out.

“Do you recall what I promised you earlier tonight?” To fuck me until I beg you to stop. That was looking like a frighteningly likely prospect. Tears pushed past the muscle relaxant in silence. “You belong to me don’t you?” Zemo crawled up the length of your body and held his ear to your lips, waiting for an answer you couldn’t give. You felt his stiffness rub on your thigh, was he turned on by your fear? “How terrified are you right now?” Zemo reached for the waistband of your leggings, reminding you that you couldn’t comprehend the fear he could instil into you, if he wanted to, this could be worse. “Tempting.” Zemo hummed. “Alas, you showed that barbarian who you really are and Mark would give you up to Hydra for the change in my pocket. You put Sarah and the children at risk.” Zemo tutted and shook his head. He was going to kill Mark anyway, he just wanted to hurt you first. Zemo withdrew himself with a sigh. The fear only subsided a touch, when you heard the metal clink into place after he left. You were completely incapacitated lying on the guest bed.

How had such a beautiful day turned into this?

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🏰⚔️🐲👑 DMODT- 37. Drops and runs

Eren was trying his hardest, he swore he really was. It was just everything seemed so foreign, especially the distance between him and Levi. No matter what anyone said to him, this all felt less real to him than his coma had... which he still had reservations over. He'd spent a month in his own mind, thanks to Obsydin, but if it really was caused by the dragon, why hadn't there been more interaction with him? Obsydin said he wanted to leave him broken and bloodied for Levi to find, not a mentally exhausted wreck who was skirting around his tower like a frightened squirrel. It'd now been a few weeks since he'd woken up, so by now, surely things should have felt normal? Waking to the sound of rustling, Eren nearly had a heart attack as cold arms wrapped around him. From the smell of dew in the air, it was just before sunrise, and from feel of Levi's chilled skin, he was guessing the alpha had been up half the night. The first time he'd woken to find Levi trashing the bedroom, he'd been so panicked all he'd heard was white noise ringing in his ears as he hid from the man. When morning had come, Levi had had no recollection of leaving the bed, so had scolded him "for messing up the room in a stupid hissy fit". It'd happened four times since then, first a week later and now only three days apart. He had no idea what Levi could be looking for, or what Obsydin could be looking for, since he wasn't stupid enough to keep the sword where Levi had access to it and Obsydin should know that "I know you're awake. You smell panicked" No fucking shit. He had no way of telling if it was Levi or Obsydin behind him "You're cold" "Then let me warm you up" "It's fine, lets just go back to sleep" "Too bad, I want you" Levi. That was Levi. He said the only thing he felt was Eren's warmth. Though Eren was starting to feel more like a toy than a boyfriend. Levi would begrudgingly kiss and cuddle with him, but sex was an entirely different thing. The man couldn't get enough, while Eren's body had hit the limit of what it could handle. The stupid collar around his neck was a limiter, like the bracelets had been, so now even small simple spells were proving to be an issue. Nipping on Eren's earlobe, Levi slid one of his stupidly cold hands down Eren's side before taking him by the thigh and lifting his leg. Sleeping naked had become a thing, again because Levi wanted his warmth, so there was nothing in the way offer resistance as Levi mounted him from behind "So fucking good" That was the limit of their conversation. Eren's body eager for more, while Levi grunted and growled before biting his shoulder as he came. The biting was yet another issue. Levi had never been a hard biter, playful nips and grazing his nape with his teeth, sure. Biting for the sake of biting and causing bloodied wounds, that was new. Yes. To begin with, he'd loved it. He loved that maybe it was Levi trying to figure out his emotions with marks close to his nape, because the collar made it impossible to mark him. That was until Levi sat them both down and asked him to help train him over how to react and feel in situations. His alpha officially residing in his tower now, where Eren could keep an eye on him and manage all aspects of Levi's drastically changed personality "You're thinking... stop thinking" "Mmm... sorry. I'm really not in the mood right now" "Do you want me to stop?" "No... I'm close" Levi asking proved training was getting there. He just needed the alpha asking before mounting him. It was like Levi was a puppy who didn't know down yet, when it came to his body. Thrusting roughly half a dozen more times, Levi knotted him with a growl, while Eren came across the edge of the bed with a soft moan. Lowering his leg, Levi pulled him closer, spooning into him despite the differences in their height "Did you come?" "Mhmmm" "Good. It feels so good inside you. Makes me wish I could breed you" Sleepy before the round of impromptu sex, Eren was ready to fall back to sleep "We talked about this. If you want to breed something, it won't be me" He'd lost his shit at Levi over "breeding" more than once, and now each time the alpha brought it up, that was his response. Levi knew it fucking hurt to hear that, but nope, he didn't stop to think "No. Nothing could feel as good as you do" "Then stop bringing it up" "I... sorry" Eren sighed mentally, he shouldn't be pissy given he was freshly fucked "As long as you know you messed up, that's fine. But I want to go to sleep now. We have to have breakfast with everyone else" Rolling his hips, Eren bit his lip. Levi was definitely keen on a second round "We could just not" "Levi. No. It doesn't work like that. Erwin and Armin decided they had to celebrate my birthday, which means we have to be involved in everything leading up to it" "It was their idea. They should be the ones handling things given they're the ones who want to waste their time on a party" Eren held his tongue, feeling hurt that celebrating his birthday was now "a waste of time. Nuzzling into his shoulder, Levi's hand made its way to rest against his belly. If this was the old Levi, Eren would have melted right back into the touch and allowed himself to bask in the glow of orgasm. When he didn't respond, Levi's grinding grew less persistent, his hips only rocking slightly as he continued to come inside him "Fine. We'll go to breakfast" "Thank you" "The party is the end of the week, right?" "Yes. Friday night" "Ok. Go to sleep" His birthday was actually Saturday, but it was what it was "It's not go to sleep. It's goodnight" "Right. Goodnight, Eren" "Goodnight, Levi" Eren felt thoroughly fucked as he moved to climb out of bed in the morning, he'd slept like a log for the last few hours, though Levi had still been inside of him when he'd fallen asleep, and by the feel and look of it, they'd both slept through the second round. His arse was throbbing in time with his heart, as cum and slick ran down his inner thighs. Even in his sleep, his body couldn't deny Levi... who was still sleeping. Half way up and with his arm reaching for his robe, Levi grabbed him from behind with a growl "Where do you think you're going?" "To shower and get ready for breakfast" "I want you" "You can wait until after breakfast" "Fuck that. I'd rather eat you" "My arse is sore. My magic's limited, you know that" Sliding a hand down, Levi started palming at his junk. God. He didn't make this easy "Then let me suck you off... I want to touch you" Eren rolled his eyes "After breakfast. I need to shower" "Omega..." Nope. It wasn't happening. Taking Levi's hands, he lifted them off from around his waist "Alpha. No. You might not care what the people of the castle say, but I don't want to walk into breakfast in front of everyone looking freshly fucked" "Who cares. Fuck them" "Don't tempt me. Get up, we need to shower" Levi got his wish in the shower, which was completely the alpha's fault for deciding Eren couldn't clean himself out properly. The result of being blown was them being late to breakfast, and not being able to sit beside Armin. He had no idea what was going on with Armin, only that his friend had been acting weird since... that incident. The blond was supposed to be his best friend, but things were off. It seemed to him like Armin was biting his lip about whatever he wanted to say. Each time he looked to his friend, he was reminded that Armin had probably thought he'd tried to hurt himself on purpose. After thinking that, breakfast really wasn't all that appealing. Sitting between Erwin and Levi, Eren pushed his eggs around his plate unhappily. Levi was glaring at the world as if someone had pissed in his tea, oblivious to his mood, while Erwin seemed to notice "Is everything alright?" Jumping at Erwin's whisper, Eren clutched his chest "Don't do that" "You've pushed those eggs all over the place, but haven't even made an attempt to eat" "Sorry... I just have a lot on my mind" "Anything to do with why you're late?" "Just my magic. This collar is messing with it... and stuff" "Stuff?" "It's ok. Levi's been mostly ok. He's getting there" Leaning across to join the conversation, Eren closed his eyes to count to 5. Stupid Levi had to but in at his name. Opening them, he pushed his alpha slightly back enough to not feel so crowded "Why are you talking about me?" "Erwin was enquiring over your health, and if that was why we were late" "Like he said, I'm fine. We were late because I was blowing him in the shower" Eren groaned, as his face burnt. Erwin had the decency to keep his face neutral Eren scolded his alpha. Whenever it came to alphas, Levi was annoyingly open. It wasn't like the whole castle didn't know he was his "Levi. No. We talked about this. Not every alpha is making a pass at me. What happens in the tower stays in the tower" Scowling, his boyfriend didn't like being told off "He wanted to know what was going on? What's the point of lying?" "Taking a shower would have been a perfectly acceptable reason. It's not lying. We were in the shower. It's showing discretion" "Fine. We were late because we were in the showers. Eren is the one who insisted we needed to be here" "Levi..." Erwin interrupted "It's fine. I was ensuring that you were both ok" "I'm fine. He's not. He's been in a mood since he sat" "So now you notice something's wrong?" "I can smell it. Spit it out" That was progress. Or Levi had gotten so used to his moods being up and down that he'd just grown used to the smell. He was trying to be strong and not accept this was a dream, but it was still so hard. He'd thought if the spell didn't hold, he'd be faced with Obsydin, not an emotionally confused Levi "I... just... Something's going on with Armin. Sometime's he's so distant, and I don't know what I've done" "It was probably me. I had words with him. When you went and poisoned yourself, you were so out of it that you were begging for Levi. He probably thinks your fucking Erwin" "But I'm not!" Dropping his gaze, he could smell Erwin's annoyance. He'd broken the man's command, and hadn't even known it "There's no need to yell. Erwin can sort this shit out, while you eat your breakfast. You're the one who said you wanted to come down for breakfast, so now you're having breakfast before we go back to the tower" He loved his tower. He loved having all that space to himself... but it was hardly his space alone now that Levi had moved in "Actually, Eren is needed today to go over plans for his birthday celebrations. You too, as Prince Erwin" "Whatever he wants is fine. It's his birthday, and you're the ones insisting we have to celebrate it" Sighing deeply, Eren closed his eyes again as Erwin started "Levi..." "Erwin, it's fine. It's not important. It's not like I'm turning 20, or anything important" "Eren, no. It's your birthday and as the Prince's consort, these things are important and proper" Yeah. Basically his birthday was just an excuse for everyone to party while no one gave two fucks about him. Pushing his chair back, Eren took a deep breath before opening his eye "I'm sorry. You're right. I'll come see you shortly, for now, I need to... go be somewhere else" Levi grabbed his arm as he stood "Where are you going? You said we could f-continue after breakfast" "Is that all I am to both of you? A toy to fuck, and excuse for everyone to get drunk?! It's nice to know how I stand with both of you. Do whatever you fucking want. It's not like my birthday is important to me, or anything" Gathering up is robes, Eren stormed off. Alphas were idiots. That's the only conclusion he could come up with. He knew Levi was trying in his own way, and he'd been quietly excited over the idea of celebrating his birthday as Levi's official lover. He'd wanted to write to Historia and ask her to attend, but she had her clutch to think of... and Ymir had flown down to let them know Rod had half torn the manor down looking for her, effectively preventing him form talking to her at all given his messed up mental state. He could talk to Mikasa about all of this, but she'd probably tell him to leave Levi and be with her. The collar had infuriated her, even after he'd explained it was his magic and a spell gone wrong. Why wasn't he lovable? Everyone he loved had left him behind. No matter what had happened, he'd kept walking... and it had led right to this moment. What a fucking joke. Walking out to the courtyard, Eren leant heavily on the railing as he watched the people going about their lives in the keep. It was just a birthday. It wasn't like they celebrated them at the sanctuary. Sure, they acknowledged them, but they didn't throw parties... and not parties in his honour that meant nothing. Lost in his thoughts, he was pulled back to reality as Levi wrapped an arm around his waist "What was that?" Feigning ignorance, Eren stepped from Levi's hold "What?" "That, in there" "Oh. How no one gives two shits about my birthday?" "Eren" "It's true though. My boyfriend can't even love me. Erwin and Armin are only throwing a party because they feel obligated. It's hard to be happy when no one actually cares" "Look, I know I'm... struggling..." Levi's voice turned a little pained at struggling, his alpha pride probably screaming at him not to show weakness "... yet, I still thought we were getting better. Are we not?" God. He loved Levi, and the way he sounded so lost?, no lost wasn't the word. He sounded confused "Yes. Yes. I mean, I know. You've come so far... I just... I'm just being stupid" "A little. I don't think they're throwing the party just because they feel they should" "Are you trying to comfort me right now?" "I think so. I'm trying to tell you that I do want to celebrate it. You're special" "I don't feel special. You've described this party as nothing but work" "All castle functions are work. I've never liked them" "I know. But when it's your partner's birthday, you're not supposed to say those things out loud. It's... it's been hard, Levi. I don't think you know how hard it is. I love you, so much. But all we do is fuck... that's always worked for us. We always communicate better in bed, but my magic isn't working the way it used to. I'm tired Levi. My body, its need a break" "Why didn't you say anything?" "I did! This morning, I told you no. I asked you to wait until after breakfast" "You didn't say no in the shower" "Because when you start touching me, my mind gets hazy and all I can concentrate on his your touch" "I'll try and do better. You're warm... and the only thing I feel. It's cold when you're not there, and I think I've been blacking out" It would have been the perfect moment to tell Levi he had been, but that would only lead to the man worrying about something he couldn't control. It was better not to bring it up "You can hold me, without having sex. I suppose we need to head inside?" "Erwin's talking with Armin, and we aren't invited" "Did he say that?" "Yeah. He said he needed to talk to him about why you called me "Levi"" Eren cringed "I'm going to be in trouble" "If he does anything..." "No. We've talked about this. Erwin isn't making passes at me. No one is making any kind of pass at me. I'm literally pass less. I know you can't control whatever is going on with your emotions, and you keep saying you don't feel anything much, but you also keep jumping to anger and possession when it comes to me" "Because I don't want anything happening to you" "Nothing is going to. What's the plan then, if we're not wanted in there" "We could go riding" "Did you forget the part about my arse being sore?" "A walk then?" "Levi, are you asking because you feel you should? Or because you want to go for a walk" "I'm making an effort... forget it. It's stupid" Now he was being an arse "No... no. I just didn't expect you to ask. A walk would be nice" "Why didn't you just say that to begin with?" "You're impossible. I'm not fighting over this. Let's go for that walk" * Levi kept his hands off his body and his dick to himself for the next few days in the lead up to Eren's birthday celebration. It may have been that the alpha had listened, or it may have been the fact Erwin had dragged them both into the sunroom after their walk, to scold them over the fact he hadn't been informed that Armin knew there was something else going on. When had he had a chance? He didn't even remember what had happened other than taking the belladonna in order to wake up. Levi didn't appreciate Eren being scolded, nearly taking a swing at Erwin for it, while Eren felt like shit for breaking a command. He hadn't meant to spill the secret. He hadn't even known he had. He was tired from dealing with Levi, and the alpha's anger over the sloppy training occurring as they walked around the training field. If anything, he should be getting a free pass given he'd turned into Levi's glorified babysitter. So what if Armin knew Erwin was the prince and Levi was actually his body guard? Armin was a prince too. It wasn't like it'd stay quiet forever, especially when Erwin had Armin helping him keep on top of running the castle, because Levi had no filter when replying to correspondence. The man had insulted an aristocrat who'd written to say his manor had become infested by bats and required magical assistance. Levi had called him an idiot and told him to take the roof off his manor. The bats wouldn't be occupying the roof space if there was no roof. Though true, it hadn't gone over well at all. Erwin had to step in and smooth things over, before sending out a few of the castle mages to deal with the bat removal. Half the time, Eren didn't see why Levi was being consulted as it was. There was only enough space for one ruler in the castle, not 2, 2 teenagers caught up in the mess and Hanji for good measure. Either Erwin took the mantle on and admitted the truth, or they cut Hanji and Armin for the equation. Of course he couldn't admit such things out loud. Levi would get mad, and with unstable blackouts, that wouldn't be a terribly good thing at all. By the time Friday morning rolled around, Eren felt even less like celebrating his birthday. He had to great people, and he formally introduced, and babysit Levi, and ignore the fact that everyone was going to be staring at him, and whispering about him. There was far too much adulting and peopling for his liking. Especially when Thursday night had left him tossing and turning with nightmares. Friday could kindly fuck off. Laying on his back, Eren felt Levi starting to stir. The alpha having fallen asleep curled into his side with one leg thrown over his lap. Kissing his chest, Levi slipped up to straddle his lap before claiming his lips. The smile the alpha gave him, was one of the best smiles he'd managed since this mess had started "Happy Birthday" "My birthday's tomorrow" "I know" Claiming his lips again, Levi was certainly eager. The few days of abstinence had allowed his body to heal "I can touch you, can't I?" Eren was mostly humanish after all, and a perfectly healthyish teen. Nodding at Levi, his boyfriend growled almost playfully. Fuck. He missed how playful Levi used to be. With his legs over Levi's shoulders, the alpha was eating him out way too enthusiastically. Letting himself enjoy the feeling of his lover's lips and tongue, he couldn't really complain over how fast Levi had him coming. Kisses and an orgasm, weren't the worst way to start the day. Kisses and orgasm after seeing Levi smile, and having the man ask permission were even better. Lowering his hips back down, Levi licked every drop of cum from Eren's stomach and belly, before lowering his legs and making to move away. Confused, the omega blurted out "You're not going to fuck me?" "I was thinking about what you said. You're not a toy or someone to just fuck" "I was angry" "And I think I deserved it..." Pushing himself up, Eren wrapped his legs around Levi's waist so he couldn't continue his escape. Now caught, he forced the alpha into a hug, tugging at Levi's earlobe to let the man know he was still in the mood "You asked permission and that makes me really happy. When we're feeling good, I want both of us to feel good together" "So, you want to have sex?" "Mhmm. You've already made me so fucking loose that slick is gushing from between my legs, and I think you deserve a reward for asking" With a possessive snarl, Eren found himself manhandled onto his hands and knees... Due to all the preparations being carried out in the Dining Room and Ballroom, breakfast was brought in by Erwin and Hanji. Hanji squealing as they walked in on them in a less than desirable position. Eren up against the wall by the window, with Levi holding his right leg up while they went for it. Snarling at the unwanted intrusion, Levi didn't slow down, despite Eren trying to tell him it was time to pull out, while stuck so close to coming that each trust was likely to send him over the edge, despite the audience. Ultimately it ended with Eren coming down the wall, Levi knotting him, and Hanji and Erwin waiting for them downstairs in the living area. Half dying of embarrassment, by the time Eren made it down to the living area, it was an hour later and he'd been forced to leave Levi in the bathroom as the shower wasn't clean to his standards. Dressed in a loose purple robe and a loose set of pants, the teen ignored the looks Hanji kept sending his way. The first thing Erwin had done was apologise for Hanji. Hanji had wanted to sneak up and surprise them, apparently not expecting things to be quite so public. It was his tower. Sure, they didn't lock that door all that often given they still had guards out the front, but some kind of announcement would be nice, or the decency to wait to until they were done. It was Erwin's second time of walking in on them. The man really should know how vocal his and Levi's sex was by now. And, more importantly, they should have remembered that Eren's magic and senses were being affected by the stupid collar. What if he'd lashed out? What if Levi had lashed out? The people in the castle were all weirdos. Walking in on the uncomfortable mood, Levi went straight to the kitchenette to go about making himself a fresh pot of tea "What are you two doing here?" "Hanji insisted we bring Eren breakfast. She also wanted to surprise you" "I think she managed to give Eren the surprise" Eren groaned in embarrassment, Levi leaving the kitchen to come to his side, dropping a kiss on the top of his head "You don't need to be embarrassed. It's just sex" "I told you to pull out" "Why? We were both close. Besides, alphas in this castle need to learn you're mine" "We've talked about this. No one is after me. You don't need to be so possessive" "You're mine. I'm simply making sure everyone knows that" "They know that. Even without you staking your claim. Hanji and Erwin are friends" "They might be friends, but I refuse to share you" Hanji laughed at the pair of them, causing Levi to growl "There's nothing to laugh at. You have no right letting yourselves into his room" Hanji sobered up, Eren shivering at the anger coming off Levi. Hanji knew about the curse, yet she'd been busy with her own duties and the few times they'd crossed paths, Eren had successfully kept Levi from getting this huffy "But it's his birthday!" "So? That gives you the right to invade our space?" "Levi..." "I won't let you take him from me" "Whoa... I wasn't trying to do anything of the sort" "Eren..." "Eren is right here. Levi. No one is trying to take me away. Hanji, Levi's sorry for being a dick. He's getting better with asking and talking about things, but he's super paranoid I'm going to be stolen away. No matter how many times I tell him. Now, thank you for bringing breakfast, but if it was just that, I'm sure you two would have left by now" He was the youngest here. Why did he have to play the adult?! Sulking off to the kitchen, Levi was probably going to be in a mood for awhile "Oh! That's right. We wanted to give you your gift before the party tonight" Hanji face lit up as she elbowed Erwin in the side. He didn't miss the way Levi raised an eyebrow as he turned to face him with a fresh cup of tea in his hands "You guys didn't have to give me a gift" "Actually... Its to show your status as Levi's royal lover" Oh... that was a little less impressive. He shouldn't have let his heart leap with happiness. Retrieving a box from behind her back, Hanji passed it over to him "It's only for the night, then it goes back into the royal gallery" Now he was curious. Lifting the lid off the small wooden box, he eyed the tiara inside with wide eyes "What?! Why?!" Levi never had to wear a crown to parties. Not that he could remember... "So you're not mistaken for anyone other than the prince's official lover" "He won't be leaving my side" Moving to sit on the arm of the chair Eren was sitting in, Levi eyed the tiara "Which dead relative did this come off?" "It was my mother's" Talk about awkward "You didn't have to ask like that" "If anyone asked, wouldn't it be suspicious if I didn't know?" "That's still not the way you ask. You should have said "Who did the tiara belong to?". We've talked about manners" "What's the point of bullshitting? I don't see why you need it when you won't be leaving my side the whole night" Now they were going around in circles "Probably because I'm a nothing. I'm not royalty, or of noble blood. I have this ridiculous collar, and other than that, I look like any other omega off the streets" Levi smacked him a touch too hard up the back of the head. Hanji and Erwin both wincing at the smack "You're a dragon. You've got scales all over your face. No one thinks you're normal" "Geez, Levi. That's a bit harsh" "He does. Seriously. I don't know what you're worrying about. You're the omega worth my time in the kingdom. You don't need that tiara" "Levi..." "It's fine, Hanji. I'll wear it. Levi doesn't understand what it's like to want to feel pretty once in a while" "You're always pretty" Looking to up to Levi, it was Eren's turn to raise an eyebrow "Did you just compliment me?" "It's the truth. Is it a compliment when it's true? You're especially beautiful when your moaning beneath me" "You don't need to keep bringing up the sex. I don't know if that's necessarily a compliment" "Why not? You're warm and feel amazing. You're beautiful to look at, and you're a dragon. I don't understand how you can look at yourself so negatively. Frankly, your lack of confidence is least sexy thing about you" "We need to work on your compliments" "I think they're fine" "Well, I don't. You don't need to make a big deal over the tiara, it's not like it's going to hurt me to wear it. Besides, I have to appear together when I'm on your arm" "I'll arrest anyone who says you don't" "It doesn't work like that. You can't arrest people for not agreeing with you" "Then what's the point of being a prince?" "To help the kingdom. You know, all the people in the kingdom" "If they're blind, shitty idiots, they deserve to be arrested" Erwin and Hanji both appeared to be holding back their laughter. Neither jumping to his defence, which was annoying. Erwin knew what Levi was like, and he wasn't even providing creative criticism over Levi's embarrassing compliments, or desire to arrest everyone. Though, if he was complimented, they were probably just as likely to be arrested "Look. It's fine. The tiara will go with the robes I'm wearing tonight" "You're wearing robes?" "No, Levi. I'm going naked. Of course I'm wearing robes. Mikasa and Armin packed my robes from Draecia" "I thought you'd be wearing black" "You wear black because you're technically the leader of the military. I'm not in the military, and I haven't had any formal training. So, robes. As you like to say, I've got scales all over my face" "You're the most dangerous weapon we own. What about the collar?" "The robes will hide it with the high collar" Hanji looked to Erwin, who nodded "Robes will be fine. The party starts with dinner at 5, but we expect you down to inspect everything by 3" "Yep. We've got some very special things planned for tonight. Eren, we'll leave you in charge of getting Levi down there in time" "I'm not a child" He might as well have been. Eren swore he'd never had to scold anyone as much as he'd had to with Levi over the last few weeks. He knew he was Levi's babysitter, but at the same time, Levi was his. Levi was the one forced to keep an eye on him and make sure he didn't attempt to wake himself up again. He had. Not that the alpha knew about it. He'd done well at hiding his fears, or at least he felt he had. Tonight was going to be a completely different experience for both of them. After eating, Levi went about doing the dishes and cleaning up the living area, while Eren retrieved the robe he wanted to wear that night. It was the same one he'd worn in Draecia, with the swirling storm across the back of it. Given that all his robes smelt of dust, he carried the lot up to the top floor of his tower, setting up clotheslines across the space. His small amount of magic could still dry his clothes when he washed them, but he didn't particularly want to waste any of it on cleaning the robes when all they needed was an airing. Trying to drag the process out didn't work, nor did it distract him from the nerves starting to get the better of him. He'd be meeting a lot of influential people from Mitras. So many things could go wrong. He could trip and face plant. He could say the wrong thing. He could forget how to eat and spill his food down his front. And Levi could do the same thing, or pick a fight with someone for looking at him the wrong way. And what was this surprise Hanji and Erwin had organised? Was Armin involved? He still didn't understand the whole Erwin and Armin thing. There was just too much going on, with him and Levi on the outside. Fuck it. He needed a nap. * He didn't get his nap. They had to return to Levi's old quarters to fetch his garb for that night. Finding everything covered in a thin layer of dust, Levi had lost his shit over how bad the maids cleaning skills were. Not that they were supposed to be in there to begin with. Either way, his alpha wasn't happy and their day was wasted cleaning. Arriving late for the prechecks, Hanji was the first to give him shit until he explained that Levi had been struck by the cleaning bug. After that she'd been much more sympathetic. Walked through the Dining room and Ballroom, everything looked incredible. Blue, silver and forest green banners hung proudly with Eldia's insignia them, while bunches of brightly coloured flowers split down from the second level of the Ballroom. It was way too much for him. He wasn't the special one in the castle, he was just screwing the prince. Wiping at his tearing eyes, Hanji noticed the action "Eren?" "Sorry, I must have got dust in my eyes when I was cleaning" "Eren, you know you don't have to lie to me. Is something wrong? Is there something you don't like?" "N-no... it's all perfect. Hanji, it's perfect, but I don't deserve any of this. There's nothing special about me" "I wouldn't say that. At least not to Armin or Erwin. Erwin isn't always great at letting people in, half the time he's paranoid they're going to kill him, and the other half the time he thinks they're after money or power. But he does care in his own way. You've had a tough time since Draecia. First Levi, and the sword. Then... he told me about your pregnancy and passing your clutch. Now Levi's got some magic thing wrong in his head and you're the only one who keeps him semi calm. He and Armin both wanted to do something for you. The party was Armin's idea, but Erwin could have easily turned it down" "He kept saying it was standard procedure because I'm the one screwing Levi" "Maybe it is, just a little. There is a proper way of doing things, after all. But all these decorations were picked by all of us. Even Levi had a say in things, and you know he has no filter on his mouth anymore. We were going to have vases of flowers, but he said you really liked them, and had the court mages prepare and hang them. He also said you liked apples, so tonight's cake is an apple and tea cake. We all care about you, and I know I definitely appreciate the work you're putting in to keep Levi calm" "You mean fucking? Because that's all he wants to do" "No. I didn't mean that. Yes, he's not the Levi he was, but at the same time, he is. He's just voicing things he'd normally keep hidden away. I know how much he loves and adores you, and sure his way of showing it has changed. Yet, at the end of the day, you're the one he wants to be with. Even when he's being an arsehole" "He says he doesn't know how he feels about me anymore, and that I'm the only thing he feels... it's exhausting, Hanji. I still feel like this is the dream. I still want to wake up" "Eren, this isn't a dream" "You all say that, but you weren't there. This. How vivid it all is, that's what it was like there. And to come out of it and find your boyfriend doesn't even know how to love you properly anymore... and no one else here knows how to deal with him... It's so exhausting. I'm exhausted" Pulling him into a hug, Eren cried on Hanji's shoulder "It's ok to not be ok. You're so young and you've been through so much. We all wanted to throw this party for you, so you know how loved you are" "But I'm not. The castle mages don't like me because I used to have more magic than them. Most of the staff think I've used magic to ensnare Levi, which has only gotten worse because of how he's acting. Half the masters want to fuck me, because I'm part dragon. And then... Levi has only just learned that he needs to ask if I'm in the mood. He's associated sex with love, and thinks each time means he's showing that he loves me. My magic is so weak, that it barely flares to heal me anymore. It's like this stupid collar is choking the life out of me... and Levi... God. I love him, Hanji. But he's so possessive now. This hug, he jumps right to thinking you want to get me into bed" "He... hasn't hurt you has he?" "He hasn't hit me. He's grabbed me by the shoulders and scared the fuck out of me, but today was the hardest he's hit me like that" "Have you told Erwin?" "No. He wants me to keep Levi in check... and besides, what can he do? If Levi loses his mind, no one in the castle can stop him" "I think you still need to tell him" "I can't. For so long I waited to learn magic, and for so long I just wanted to be normal. I feel like I've accomplished nothing other than ending up in Levi's bed. I don't deserve this party..." Hanji hushed him until the moment was ruined by the arrival of Levi and Erwin. Erwin had borrowed Levi to check on the food preparations for the night "What's going on here?" "Eren was just a little overwhelmed by everything" Smoothly covering up his breakdown, Hanji released him from her hold. Nodding, Eren wiped at his eyes "It's like a dream. I can't believe everyone went to so much trouble" "If you've got a problem with it, you should have come to me" Sniffling, Eren gave Levi the best smile he could "You're right, but I don't have anything bad to say. I just can't believe how much trouble went into everything. The banners and the flowers look so beautiful. I'm just... it's so pretty" "Then why are you crying?" "Because it's so pretty. I don't deserve all of this" After what Hanji said about Levi's contributions, Eren wanted to throw his arms around the man. He felt bad for dumping all his problems on Hanji, and for blaming Levi for them all. Smiling at him, Erwin then looked around the space "They did a nice job" "Not you too" "Come now, Levi. It's Eren's birthday party" "I know it is. He is my omega" "Levi..." "Erwin, why..." Eren's and Hanji's words overlapped, both stopping. Eren shook his head, he was only going to remind Levi not to be jealous "Erwin, why don't you and I go do something that involves not being here?" "I think that's an excellent idea" Left with Levi, the alpha finally moved to awkwardly take his hand "Is it bad? You can tell me if you don't like it" "Weren't you listening, its beautiful. I can't believe how it's all come together" "Are you sure? You were hugging her for a while" "You don't need to be jealous. I'm fine, it was just a bit overwhelming" "I didn't say I was jealous" "You don't have to..." "I've been a dick, haven't I?" "A little bit. You tell me to have more faith, but you get mad when I talk to anyone who isn't you. It's..." "A dick move" Eren nodded, fearing for a moment he'd said the wrong thing "I'm sorry. It's just fucking hard knowing I hurt you without really knowing what I did. I keep making you cry, and I'm tired of your tears" "I know you're trying. I do. I just wish I was stronger. If I was stronger, I might not have lost the clutch, or the spell might have held. I hate what you're going through. I hate it so much. You're a good man, and Obsydin did this... it's just not fair" This time it was Levi who gathered him into his arms "Is this ok?" "Y-yes. I'm sorry. I was so angry at you, but it's because I'm angry at myself. I don't feel like I deserve this... party. I'm not special and the one thing I devoted myself to, I've failed" "Your magic?" "There's that too. But I meant you" "You haven't failed. Ok. You... you're doing ok" Eren snorted a rather unattractive snot bubble "I'm so scared I'm going to embarrass you tonight" "I think I'm more likely to be the cause of any embarrassment" "No. You're the Prince. I'm just a commoner" "You're not just a commoner. You're a dragon, and my dragon. Look. I got you a gift, and I was going to wait until tonight to give it to you. But here. I can't stand you crying" Levi's gift was a small gold chain bracelet with a dragon charm. It was so dainty and delicate, he felt scared to wear it "Say something?" "It's beautiful" "I didn't know if it was the right thing to give you. I got you a ring too, but that has to wait until the Ball tonight" "You got me a ring?! Why?" Levi scrunched up his brow "How else do someone propose?" Eren's heart stopped. The omega blinking half a dozen times in confusion "What?" "I said, how else does someone propose?" "I... you want to propose?" "Not when you seem less than excited" "I didn't say no" "You look as pale as I am" "I just wasn't expecting it" "You're not supposed to. But when you said you were nervous. I think maybe I'm nervous" "You... want to get married? Properly. Like. Married?" "You don't?" "I didn't say I didn't" He just didn't know what Royal etiquette was, and there was still so much to work out "If you don't want to, forget it" "Can I see the ring?" "Why do you want to see the ring?" "Because you just asked me to marry you" "No. I told you I'm going to propose tonight, so you wouldn't look so scared" "So I can't see the ring?" "Will it affect your decision?" "No..." "You're saying no?" "No, I'm not saying no" "Then you're saying yes?" "I don't know what I'm saying. This came out of nowhere, so excuse me for being confused" "I've been trying..." "I know you have been..." "But?" "I'm in shock" "You're not supposed to be in shock. Telling you was to avoid you being shocked. Great. Now I sound like a fucking idiot" "No. No. You're not" "Just forget it" "Levi, no. Please. I'm so overwhelmed by the party, and I'm so nervous about tonight, I need to think" "So what do I do?" "Bring the ring tonight, and I'll give you my answer then" "Is it a yes, or a no?" "Just let me think. I want to have everything straight in my head when you actually propose" "You just said I did" "And you said you didn't... now I'm getting confused" "Fine. I'll bring the ring. You have to go clean up. Guests will be arriving soon, and your face is a mess" "Right. Sorry. I'll come straight back" "You better, or I will coming looking for you. Unfortunately, I have to make sure the keep is ready to accept the guest, or I'd be coming with you" Eren nodded quickly, before looking to the bracelet in his hold "Um... can you please do the clip for me? I don't want to lose it" Levi did as he asked, the alpha still seemed a little annoyed over their conversation, but in Eren's defence, an engagement ring was a big thing when your partner was slightly cursed. An even bigger thing, when he was moody as fuck and slightly cursed. He hadn't seen it coming... and really wasn't sure if he was going to be ok with saying "yes" in front of a room full of strangers. Despite everything, and despite his constant jumping at shadows and hearing whispers that weren't actually there, Levi was still the keeper of his heart. There was no way he could say no to the man, no matter how much stress he caused him. Besides, they were already pretty much engaged in the eyes of everyone within power inside the castle. Erwin and the royal advisors, and Prince Zeke. This would just be making it even more public... in front of dozens of strangers and their children that they'd hoped to marry off to the Prince... Oh... Why couldn't Levi have proposed in the safety of the tower?! Probably because he was the prince and needed to make everything official... But, god. The man had no idea what he was doing to his heart right now. Cleaning himself up, Eren's eyes were still slightly red as he returned to the Dining room. Having taken a little longer in order to soak his face with the hopes of lessening the redding, guests were already being shown into the room. Dinner was for aristocracy, while the party was for everyone in the castle. Standing a little straighter, Eren moved to Levi's side. His alpha deep in conversation with a short bald man who seemed kind of familiar. Maybe he'd been even longer than he thought he had? Or was the guy just that eager to begin the night? Slipping his hand into Levi's arm, Levi tensed before realising it was him "Eren, have you had the honour of meeting Baron Dot Pixis? He's a royal advisor in military techniques. Baron Pixis, this is Eren. My intended" Eren smiled as widely as he could. The whole engagement thing leaping back to the front of his mind. Bowing slightly, Eren was laughed at. Not appreciating it at all, he forced his smile not to fade "Pleased to meet you" "There's no need for all this formality. It becomes far too repetitive at this age" So he hadn't fucked up? "Be gentle with him, this is Eren's birthday party" Levi's voice held a warning that Pixis laughed off. Great. One visitor in, and Levi was already pissy "Please make yourself comfortable. I'm sorry, but I need to borrow my prince" Pixis laughed. The man patting Eren on the shoulder as he wandered off towards a maid "Don't worry about me, I've been here often enough to know where they keep the good wine" Watching Pixis, Eren rubbed Levi's arm "Is he going to be ok?" "He's a happy drunk. What about you? You were gone for over an hour" "I was?" "I counted. I got stuck being... this" Levi gestured at the door through which the guest would be arriving "It's a good thing I like... this. I'm sorry, I was trying to appear like I hadn't been crying my eyes out over flowers" "It's a stupid thing to cry over" "I know. You've said as much. Is Pixis the only one to arrived?" "No. Zackly is here, so is Dok. Dok's an arsehole, avoid him" "You do know these are just names to me. And, you've got to keep your temper in check. I didn't miss the way you tensed up" "He laughed at you. I wanted to hit him" "You can't hit everyone. Look, we just need to make it through dinner" Running his free hand through his hair, Levi sighed "Maybe I need a fuck? I'm already feeling frustrated" "Ok. No. You don't need a fuck. You need to take a deep breath and hold out until the end of the night" "How am I supposed to do that? I can't remember how to do this" "Levi, you just need to play pretend. The more someone annoys you, the more you grip my arm and I'll know to steer you away" "I'm supposed to be the alpha here" "So? We need to keep our heads in the game and make it through tonight" "I don't want to make it through tonight. I want to take you back to our bed and fuck you. None of these shit stains deserve to look at you" Eren sighed softly, nuzzling into Levi's hair and placing a soft kiss against the dark locks. Sex to Levi was love. He needed to remember that, and hopefully he could bribe an evening of obedience out the man "Look. I'm not going anywhere, and tonight you can have complete control. You can tie me up. You can spank me. Whatever you want, just make it through dinner first" "Whatever I want?" "Yes. But please, this is supposed to be my birthday party. The kingdom needs this, and so do we" "You're so fucking beautiful. I'll try. For you" "Thank you. Who knows, you might even have some fun" "I doubt it" Kissing Levi's hair again, Eren prayed to whoever was listening. Dinner was mostly fine. Sitting at Levi's left side, each time his alpha started getting snarky, Eren kicked his shin lightly, while Erwin diverted the conversation away from whatever topic had set the man off. By the end of dinner, Eren was pretty sure he knew everyone's names, and Dok was definitely a dick, while Shadis kept glancing in his direction. From dinner, the guests left to mingle in with the crowd. Erwin buying them half-an-hours grace period so Eren could calm Levi back down. Kicking the castle staff out the dining room, Levi sent plates flying as he rushed to clear the space in front of his seat, Eren finding himself hefted up by the hips and laid out along the table top by his very enthusiastic alpha. Pushing his robes up, Levi nuzzled against his sex "Levi?" "You said after dinner. I can't wait" He had too... "Levi... we have to attend the party" "I can't calm down. I need you... you smell so fucking good" Mouthing at his dick, Eren moaned his protest "Levi... we can't... someone could walk in" "Let them. Let them see you're mine" "Noooo. That happened this morning. You just need to behave a little longer" "Let me scent you then. Everyone was looking at you, and I fucking hated it" "You can scent me..." "Once I'm done I will. This... meal is far nicer than dinner" Levi was practically devouring him with his eyes... yeah... this wasn't going to be just a blow job "We need to join the others" "Didn't you hear, Erwin? We have time" "For you to calm down" "You calm me down. When we walk in there, I want everyone to know you're mine" "I'm already yours" With his legs wrapped around Levi's waist, Eren was being slowly teased into torture. Levi was abusing his sweet spot so perfectly, he was so close to coming again. Biting his arm to stifle his moans, Levi growled as he pulled his arm from his mouth, lifting it to kiss the bite mark "I want to hear you" "But the maids..." "I don't care" "I do... you keep... bringing me so close..." "Oh. So I should do this then?" Picking his pace up, Levi fucked him faster, Eren's toes curled. The sound of wet slapping skin was so loud he couldn't hear the party next door "Fuck... fuck... Levi... fuck... feels so good... don't stop... fuck... fuck... ugh... ngh... master!" Eren's dick spluttered, exhausted from already being drunk dry by Levi. Licking his lips, his whole body tingled as his reserves of magic rose the best they could. Riding him through his orgasm, Levi's knot flared, Eren letting out a strangled groan as his groin contracted and pulsed from his third forced orgasm. Coming with a low grunt, both of Levi's hands found his as the alpha pulled him down to sit in his lap as the alpha sat back in his chair. Whining as Levi's knot pushed deeper, Eren rested his sweaty forehead against Levi's shoulder "Fuck..." "We did. Have I ever told you how beautiful you sound as you take my dick?" "Once or twice. I'm so... exhausted. I told you to behave tonight until the party had finished. We still have to dance. How am I supposed to dance like this?" "I can't help it if the castle kitchen is lacking, and the only good meal I get around here is you" "No. Noooo. Nope. Uh, uh. You're going to that party and we are having cake and we are dancing, because that's what we have to do. We're not having another round on the table, or in this chair. We're not sneaking out so you can bend me over the balcony and fuck me there. We're going to smile and play polite" "My fucking shin hurts from you're shitty kicking" "Then maybe you shouldn't have started being insulting. You called Pixis a bald pervert. You're lucky he laughed" "Don't think I didn't see the way Dok looked at you" "He didn't look at me in any way" "He did" "Levi, he really didn't" The cum drying across his stomach was starting to feel uncomfortable. The things one did for love "When your knot goes down, you need to behave" "You think to tell me what to do?" "I think I do" Falling silent, Eren nuzzled into Levi's neck as the alpha moved to rub his wrists across Eren's shoulders "Eren, will you marry me?" "You're proposing?" "You knew I was going to" "Just not here" "Why not here? You're my warmth. I care all I can for you and your happiness" "I didn't know what to say when you asked before. But now I do. You must wait and ask again" Levi's muted scent turned angry "You're saying no" "No. I'm saying, wait until after our dance. The people will love to watch, and you keep trying to prove I'm yours. To propose so publicly after the first dance, it will be evident to all" "I thought you were too nervous for me to ask in front of a crowd" "I was. I am. The idea of all those strangers gazing upon me. Watching and judging. If it silences them for even a moment, then I choose to say "yes" in front of them all" "Everything you do is to make the people happy, is this acceptance another show for them?" "No. No. It isn't. I know how much you care in your own way. It's not always easy though. Especially when sometimes you do not listen to me, or when you won't listen that my magic no longer flows as it did to bind us closer. We are both touched by this curse, and together I hope we can find a way to break it. You are strong in your own right, but together I want to believe we are stronger" Levi sighed deeply, his knot was finally starting to go down. It didn't really last as long now, almost as if Levi's body knew he could flood Eren with his seed all he wanted, yet nothing would happen "I'm not sure if I feel what you're saying. I'm not even sure how I feel about taking your hand in marriage, but I don't want to wake up without you" "You won't" Knocking on the dining room door, Erwin braved the pair. Pinching the bridge of his nose, Erwin shook his head "At least you're covered. It's time for you to be announced" "Sorry, Erwin. We were discussing our engagement" "That's why your hairs a mess, and it smells of sex in here?" "Sex with Eren calms me. You told him to calm me. You basically ordered him to..." "Alpha, don't. It's fine. We're ready to be announced, I'll wear my hair down" Sitting up, Eren stared at Levi's face. The alpha's cheeks were still slightly pink, and his lips were almost in a smile "You need to wipe your lips, my slick is still smeared across them" "You shouldn't taste so good" "Alright. That's enough of that" Sliding off Levi's dick, Eren's robes fell into place. His inner thighs still wet with cum and slick, as he clenched fruitlessly. His arse well and truly stretched by Levi's thick dick. Letting his hair down, Eren loosely braided it to sit over his right shoulder, trying the end with his usual white ribbon. Brushing himself off, he hoped he looked decent enough... It wasn't fair that once he'd stuffed himself in his pants, and rinsed his mouth, the alpha looked stupidly princely. Once done tidying up, Levi took him by the hand to lead him over to where Erwin stood. Picking at his collar, Erwin sighed "I don't think I want to know how you got cum on the collar of your robes, but thankfully they're white. You'll be announced, then have the first dance" "It's uh, gonna be... a slow dance, right?" Eren's desperation showed in his stuttered sentence. Anything much more than a shuffle wasn't going to be a fun time "It's a basic box waltz. Once you've danced the first dance, you'll make the rounds to meet those who didn't attend dinner. Didn't Levi inform you?" Eren was surprised over how surprised he was that Erwin was asking such a stupid question "He was preoccupied" "Usually he's the one sneaking off during this time to meet with one of his lovers. He must have finished faster than normal to be here" Levi sounded smug, while Eren tried to avoid the mental images of Erwin having sex. It was mortifying enough that Erwin had walked in on them more than once, he didn't need the extra emotional anguish of think about Erwin's sex life "I haven't been with anyone. Are you ready?" Eren nodded quickly "Good" Levi wasn't a terrible dancer, and waltzing with him in front of everyone gathered wasn't completely terrible. His fingers tingled and sparked to behind with, but Levi kept him grounded throughout the dance. Finishing, they both bowed, before Levi sank to one knee and proposed. There were gasps around the room as the ring box was popped open to reveal a simple gold band with a sapphire in middle of it. Sliding it onto his finger, Eren leapt onto his alpha the moment Levi stood. Catching him with ease, Levi span him around while Eren laughed, before lowering him to stand so that they could kiss. It didn't matter to him that all Levi said was "Eren Yeager, I love you. Will you do the honour of marrying me?". Surely there must have been some official way to propose, but the bluntness was very Levi and Eren's heart felt as if it was going to burst as the man's soft lips met his, traces of slick in the taste of the warm kiss. Blushing, the room burst into applause. Eren hiding his face against Levi's neck as his alpha held him tight. Spending a few long moments like that, Levi broke the hug with another kiss "It's nothing to cry over" He hadn't realised he was. Wiping his face, he smiled at his fiancée "I'm really fucking happy" Laughing, he took Levi's hand to keep him close as well wishers converged upon them like moths to a flame. They appeared to be multiplying each time he looked up from whoever he was currently thanking for the well wishes. Erwin, Armin, Mikasa, and Hanji were the last of them. Mikasa looked upset, but Hanji managed to be polite despite screaming with excitement once she saw the ring. As the band struck up their next song, the Ball began, Eren standing there and staring at his hand before he realised something was horribly wrong. His bracelet was no longer on his wrist. Looking around the dance floor, he couldn't see any shimmers of gold. How could he lose it when Levi had just given it to him? It was so dainty and light that he hadn't even noticed if slip from his wrist. This couldn't be happening "Eren?" Levi almost looked like his old self again as he looked to him "What's going on? You smell upset" "I... it's all the people. And I'm so happy. I think I need some air for a moment" He wasn't going to admit to Levi his precious gift was gone "Are you sure?" Erwin was by Levi's side, as was an aristocrat who hadn't been at dinner, but by the looks of it had wanted to shove all 5 of her daughters in Levi's direction "I'm quite fine, my prince. I just need a few moments to recompose myself. Besides, it seems as if these charming ladies wish to speak with you and Levi" Erwin could handle this... because Eren really couldn't. He didn't want to make Levi mad, or hurt him with his clumsiness "I'll be right back" Scanning the dance floor, Eren even checked the dining room to make sure the bracelet hadn't come off midfuck. He also checked the hallways and the bathroom where he'd freshened up, but found no sign of the bracelet. Almost stumbling, he made his way through the ballroom and out the first balcony, half collapsing onto the stone bench as he wept. He liked the bracelet. He loved everything Levi ever bought him. They were both wearing their brooches tonight, even though Eren's didn't really go with his robes, and now he'd stupidly lost his birthday present. Crying into his hands, Eren felt someone coming closer. Sniffling and wiping his face, he looked up to find a tall blond alpha looking down, next to an even taller man who Eren couldn't quite tell if was an omega or a beta "I'm sorry. I must look quite the wreck right now. Please go enjoy the party" "I found something, which I think belongs to you" Holding out the charm bracelet, Eren gave a small gasp as he snatched it up "How? How did you find it? I thought it was gone" "It was on the floor of the dining room" "Thank you so much! Thank you. The prince gifted me this for my birthday. You have no idea how much it means to me" Clutching the bracelet to his chest, Eren drew his legs up as he curled around the precious item "Thank you. I'm so sorry, I don't remember your names" "I'm Reiner Braun, a Marley master. While this is Bertholdt Hoover, a Marley mage who came to Eldia for training" The name and face kind of seemed familiar as Reiner spoke, but faded the moment he thought as much "Thank you, Reiner. And, thank you, Bertholdt" When the two simply smiled without offering anything else, they descended into a heavy silence "I should return to the party" Awkward and ungainly, Eren's door caught on his robe. If not for Reiner, he was sure he would have fallen flat on his face instead of rolling his ankle with a yelp "Eren?" His heart was pounding, while his face burnt with embarrassment. How stupid could he be?!? Mumbling, he looked down to his feet "My ankle..." "Let's sit you down and take a look, we can't have the next prince of Eldia in pain" "I'll be ok" "You're in pain" "It's fine. I think I gave myself more of a fright than anything" "Are you sure?" "I don't need examining. Thank you" Eren's voice was unnecessarily cold "Eren. You're to be wed to the prince. We can't let you walk around injured" "It's fine" The pair were starting to scare him. He didn't know why, or maybe it was the insistence that he needed help "It's not fine. Imagine what Zeke would say if he was to learn about all of this" Zeke? Fuck no... struggling up, he was pushed down "You're ankle..." "I'm fine. I must get back" Rising again, Eren found himself pushed down, even harder this fine. His abused arse not appreciating it "I have to go" "Prince Zeke asked us to keep an eye on you. He stated that Prince Erwin had been acting strangely. If he's hurt you, Prince Zeke will step in to stop this engagement. I know you have no reason to trust me, but we've met. I told you to scry for your master. I knew the prince had passed you along to someone else" What? No. Where was all this coming from? And why was Zeke still watching him?! Behind the massive pair, Levi's voice filled him with relief "What's going on here? What are you doing to him?" "Master!" Pushing his way past Reiner and Bertholdt, Levi's eyes narrowed at the sight of him "What did you two do to him?" Turning on the pair, Levi snarled as he made sure Eren was hidden behind him "Prince Erwin..." "Did you hurt him?! Did you make him cry?!" "We..." Grabbing Levi's hand, Eren tugged hard "Nothing happened. Please, let's get back to the party" "You're hurt. I can smell it, and you've been crying. Now. I want to know what happened here" "Nothing..." "Silence, Eren. I know you would accept it as you're to blame. No matter what anyone did to you" "They didn't do anything. I was just a little scared..." No sooner had Eren said scared did Levi snarl. In the blink of an eye, the man's hair lengthened, his fingers grew to claws and warm blood splattered across himself and his robe as Levi two long claws were shoved into Reiner's eye sockets. Snarling, the alpha tried to fight him off, yet Levi held him in place. Lunging, Bertholdt's magic came to life. The omega hitting Levi with fire, only for the man to laugh, before backhanding him. Crawling as far back as he could on the stone seat, Eren didn't know what to do as he screamed out "Levi!" Watching Bertholdt recover again, Eren reached for the omega's arm, only for his fingers to his air as the omega tried to go Levi again. Swinging blindly, Eren didn't know if it was by accident or not as Levi's claws sliced through Bertholdt's neck, sending a spray of blood across the omega. Sinking to his knees, Bertholdt gurgled as he clutched at the wound before slumping sideways. In his hold, Reiner let out an almighty snarl... which was silenced as Levi's clawed hand came to his throat in order to tear it out. Why?! Why couldn't he move while it all happened?! Turning towards him, Levi's eyes were jet black. His mouth a wide toothy smile as he dropped Reiner. Screaming, Eren shot over the balcony banister, making it a few steps before vomiting in the grass. What the fuck had just happened?! One moment they'd been talking... then Levi... no. That wasn Levi. That was Obsydin... Obsydin had tried to protect him? Why?! Climbing over the railing, the dragon inhabiting Levi strode to his side and grabbed him by the arm as his other hand moved to forcefully grab him by the jaw "Are you ok?" "No! What was that?!" "Eren..." "No! You killed them! Why?!" "They tried to hurt you" "They weren't..." "Could you not see the way they looked down on you?" "What?! Why?! No, they weren't! What did you do!?" "They upset you" "You didn't have to slit their throats for it!" Whimpering, Eren fell to the grass. He could still hear the sounds Reiner and Bertholdt made. He could still feel the warmth of the blood. Overwhelmed, the teen passed out beside the puddle of his own making.

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dammitadolfnomorecake · 6 years

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🏰⚔️🐲👑 DMODT - 37 update. I'm now kind of having fun writing no filter Levi. Can you tell? Talk me.... please.... I'm lonely...

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dammitadolfnomorecake · 6 years

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I'm still on the same chapter guys

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dammitadolfnomorecake · 6 years

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37 - mmmm I feel a conflict coming soon...

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dammitadolfnomorecake · 6 years

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🏰⚔️🐲👑 DMODT 37 update. Time line wise, three weeks after the last chapter... Eren's trying to train Levi, but Levi's learning the wrong things

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