#levi month

[elmundodeflor]

❄️ Snow On The Beach ❄️ - A Levi / Levihan Birthday Drabble

(for @giuliadrawsstuff as part1 of your secret santa gift!)

inspired by taylor swift's song.

and by full metal alchemist's main concept.

.

.

"And it's fine to fake it 'til you make it.

'Til you do, 'til it's true."

.

.

Hanji watched as Isabel left the kitchen; her silhouette a dark contrast to the warm traces of light coming from the dinning-hall.

They had been picked to do the dishes after the day's last meal along with Nifa and Moblit; both already sent off to rest. Now, hallways were empty and shadows were hidden and running water was the only sound filling in the spaces left by silence, like a whisper of the river-currents crossing over lonely fields.

They sighed, and let foam gather in between their fingers. There was still a small chunk of plates yet-left to wash, even after Isabel had lended a hand of her own in scrubbing off remaining food from the silverware.

"Here, in return for the candy you gave us the other day.", she'd offered, making her way across the tiled-floors to grab another sponge. And Hanji thought, then, if the same rules of science applied to the commonalities in life, then the Corps would have been more fairly welcoming to her.

"Equivalent exchange...", they told themselves, like they'd just made a brilliant discovery; their voice a low murmur drowned into the distance. It wasn't too long ago when they'd first read all about it, really: the natural laws of give and take. Action and consequential reaction.

Books defined the terms as a perfect balance, they recalled now, surely enough: a grand scheme of chemical formulas where everything was meticulously calculated and puzzled in order. Flowers blooming out of thunder-storm and ice melting off summer heat. Trees exhaling oxygen for the human, and the human planting sunflower seeds. The spreads of wildfire dying into flickers of ash, and Isabel helping them do the dishes on a chill December night.

"Can I ask you something?", she'd spoken, still scraping off left-over soup from a bowl in the pile. And Hanji knew, right that moment, there was something endearing about her smile; how her eyes sky-wide glinted with the million colors of the sunset.

"Anything.", they'd agreed.

Isabel looked over at them for a singular instant of vulnerability, and her cheeks flushed the same peach red of her hair.

"Would you take Levi to see the snow, one day...?", she'd said, almost like a plea. "For Furlan and I...?"

Hanji kept their words speechless. They weren't fully sure of why were they at the other end of Isabel's prayers. They weren't even sure if they'd live long enough to attest to the futility hidden in their promises, either.

They fixed up their glasses and returned the smile, then, if only in bittersweet response. They knew, her and Furlan and Levi had been treated with roughness right upon arrival, as if their mere presence was nothing but abnormal inconvenience. And they'd figured, almost immediately, that if life was any remotely graceful, the rules of equity would apply to them, too. That mercy would be conceded to those selflessly sent to farewell. That fear would perish in the face of bravery.

But life wasn't merciful, at last. And the laws of science didn't understand of the world's injustice.

So they nodded, regardless, and as they took another plate off the counter, their heart hoped, in credulous naivety, that an act of kindness would step humanity one dream closer to peace.

For everything equivalent exchanges were worth.

"Yes, I absolutely would."

.

.

"And it's like snow at the beach.

Weird but fucking beautiful.

Flying in a dream, stars by the pocketful.

You wanting me tonight feels impossible.

But it's coming down, no sound, it's all around."

.

.

White. Like sheets of linen clean on a warm spring-time morning. Like his favourite shirt washed spotless. Like unwritten stories on turning pages, absent of the chaos in color.

Everything around him was sunken in wonderstruck, shimmering white.

"Levi! Look!", he heard Hanji call; their voice drifting away in the winter breeze, like a lonely boat lost within the waves. "Isn't this marvellous!?"

He nodded and watched as his boots imprinted over the icy grounds; a strange mixture of sand and snow. Hanji had insisted on leaving the kids behind with Onyankopon to take him over the beach earlier that day. And he had agreed without much of a second thought.

"I have never seen anything quite like this before!", they spoke again; their arms wide open to the cold, as if trying to hug the horizon closer to their chest.

Levi hummed, and his breath spiraled into frozen clouds of fog. It was a beautiful thing to witness, indeed: how white stretched and covered the land of sprinkling flakes. How the limits between the sea and the skies seemed to blurr, merging into one winter daydream he'd never once hoped to touch.

He crouched near the ground, and scouped up snowballs between his hands; his bare skin aching of burning red, almost a stark contrast to the monochromatic rainfall. Hanji had told him all about how ice was formed many years back, when they were still young cadets trying to navigate the world: an equivalent exchange between water and winds so cold, it was enough to make freezing white drop from the clouds.

"Hey!", he exclaimed, and his words were painted into ephemeral drawings that vanished with the coastal-breeze. "Don't be so reckless out here, okay?"

Hanji smiled, as they run along the icy sea-shores, and threw themselves onto the ground, fluffed up soft and harmless. Levi couldn't quite remember, really, when had he last seen them oh so feverishly happy. When had he last been chosen accomplice to the lull of their laughter, wild and obnoxious and free.

"What are you doing?", he asked, staring down at them once he'd approached closer; his brows furrowed in question. Hanji giggled, camouflaged onto the winter landscape, and their glasses covered in frosted white.

"I'm making snow angels!", they stated, as though obvious. Their arms and legs waved and danced and carved funny shapes, spread onto the freezing sand. "Come join me, won't you?"

Levi huffed, but dropped his body weightless next to theirs, either way. He had seen snow in his life before, yet never quite this way. Never quite like it'd been plucked right out of a fairytale story.

He looked over at Hanji, and a small smile crept uninvited up the corners of his lips. They were flushed a pink sheen from the cold weather; their hair gently adorned by frozen raindrops, all placed together like a crystal crown.

"You never told me...", he whispered, tucking a thick strand of brown behind their ear. It was a gesture so soft, it made Hanji's cheeks grow warmer, even in the bristling chills. A ghosting caress that made time stop, forever frozen in the falling-snow.

"About what?", they frowned.

Levi cupped their face a moment too long, and breathed out a misty cloud of smoke. There were white dots in between his fingers and galaxies in Hanji's eyes, and his heart thumped an unsteady rhythm that mixed in with that of the ocean.

"Snowflakes.", he contemplated, plain and simple. And Hanji took his hand in theirs, tracing landscapes unknown into the lines of his palm.

"It is said that not two of them are the same.", they explained, like unraveling a long-lost legend. "That each and every snowflake is completely different to one another..."

Levi kept his silence as he stared at his hand, now tinted of white stardust. It occured to him, suddenly, that Hanji was maybe a snowflake, too: a one of a kind rarety, like an aurora boreal neon. A unique, once-in-a-life-time coinidence: wildly untamable, beautifully strange.

Like water freezing on a winter day. Like stars glistening over ocean waves. Like snow storms on the beach.

He sighed, and moved his arms and legs open into an angel of diamond ice, much quite similar to the one Hanji had made not too long before. It was a divine miracle, perhaps, that they had the entire coast-wide to themselves, like a blank canvas to start anew. That the universe had suddenly frozen and it could be just the two of them, invincible against the world.

"Thank you for bringing me over here, four eyes.", he smiled once more; his lips tugging upwards in joyful confession. "It was really... not bad at all."

They winked at him, playful as ever, and extended out a gloved-up hand to hold his face again; their touch trembling with a carefulness so loving, it was enough to make him come down, melted off like crystal-snow.

"Think about it as an equivalent exchange.", they concluded. And Levi scrunched his nose into a million wrinkles of confusion.

"What do you mean?"

Hanji rolled their eyes and got up from the ground, shaking off scraps of winter-time from their muted-green coat.

"It's a promise I made with someone many years ago...", they crossed their arms, looking out to the ocean, as if trying to find something hidden beyond the horizon. "I'd rather keep it a secret, for now..."

He stared at them, and then followed as they ran across the infinite spaces of the beach, moments right after. Maybe, he figured, both laughing breathless, if only for that one magical instant, nothing else really mattered:

They could throw themselves onto the ground, dig angel-shapes into the snow. And he wouldn't care if windchills sipped from beneath his winter-coat, dampening his hair of ice-melted dreams.

They could run across frosted shores and scream free into the howling breeze and play catch like little kids. And he wouldn't dare war let him remember they were fighting much scarier battles outside, too.

For the world was a place too empty of tenderness already. And, if rules of science applied to the commonalities in life, even if just for a little while, they'd be able to forget about it:

They'd be no Captain, no Commander. Just Levi, just Hanji. Enjoying the beauty in what's uncommon. Catching wonders with their eyes.

Like snowflakes on his fingers. Like sand on December. Like snow on the beach.

.

.

"I can't speak afraid to jinx it

I don't even dare to wish it

But your eyes are flying saucers from another planet

Now I'm All For You like Janet

Can this be a real thing? Can it?"

.

.

White. Like spoonfulls of sugar laced with his tea. Like clouds of rain on chill autumn evenings. Like the wedding gown he wished Hanji could have worn for him to the altars, one long-lost September day.

Everything out his window was painted a blinding, cut-clean white.

"Levi...", Gabi entered his bedroom without knocking the door; a piece of lemon-pie cake in one hand. "What do you wanna do today?"

He sighed, and his breath fogged up a melancholy patch on the nearby glass. The streets were quiet and the skies were gloomy and the world seemed frozen, guarded into precatious hibernation.

"Equivalent exchange...", he whispered, watching out on the snow-fall; his voice crooked into a sound so low, it was barely audible. Hanji had told him all about it, what seemed a whole life-time ago: a perfect balance of the universe, how ice was formed.

He touched the window pane, and his hurt hand burned into the cold; fingers gliding over his misty exhale, melting it back into nothingness. If life was ever any remotely fair, he thought, they would still be with him, achingly and colorfully alive, as he had always remembered them to be.

If the laws of give and take could be used as an example for the mortal, nobody he'd ever loved would have been robbed from the Earth.

But he knew: life wasn't truly fair, at last. And so, he had no choice but to keep living in the name of the dead.

For all of what equivalent exchanges were worth.

"Would you take me to see snow on the beach...?"

[bryhaven]

We neeeeeed More fanfic from uuuuu

Hello, anon! Thank you for the ask!

Sorry for the delay in answering this. I'm working on another one-shot right now. But I've also been busy creating arts for Levi month and other December babies as well.

Thank you for the support, and I will appreciate your patience as to when I will finally be able to post another fanfic. As always, updates to anything will be posted on my Tumblr.

[oroart]

happy scavengers reign month to those who celebrate

[littlerequiem]

Drabble Month, Day 8: Nickname ˚⁎⁺ Levi x GN!Reader

CONTENT — Sweet rotting fluff, sfw. Written for @thedrabblecollective as part of the AOT Vets Drabble Month. Divider by @cafekitsune.

“Hey, has anyone ever given you a nickname?”

“No.”

Levi turns on his pillow, watching you.

You seem half-asleep. “M’gonna call you… beloved when we’re alone, m’kay?”

At that, Levi’s breath catches. “… Huh?”

“Beloved. Because that’s what… you—” A yawn. “—are to me.”

And then you’re asleep.

Levi, on the other hand, is now wide awake. His heart drums wildly.

Beloved… is he really?

Shit, it sounds so cheesy, he ought to tell you. But… he also liked the way it rolled off your tongue, liked that you bestowed it on him.

Fine.

Levi supposes there’s... worse things to be called.

[ponury-grajek]

you know what that means, levi

[obeymetournaments]

It's finally here...!

Obey Me Month!! Going from October 1 - 31 2024, i have made prompts for every single day of the month!

any sort of work can be made for this: art, fics, edits, and so much more! whatever your heart desires <3

please be sure to tag this blog and use the tag 'obey me month' if you want your piece to be reblogged!! depending how many pieces are sent my way, i may or may not start up a queue--so your piece might not be reblogged right away. however! i plan on trying to make sure i do reblog each every piece on its designated day. if for whatever reason i do not see or reblog your piece, please do not be afraid to message me! furthermore, please make sure to tag your pieces correctly! this is mainly about pieces that may be 18+ (especially x readers ^^;;), so that people can filter that out if they want to. i will be reblogging explicit pieces if they are made, but just know i'll be using the tag of ''explicit'' on those pieces so people can filter on my own page.

i'm sure many are wondering this, but you do not have to do every single prompt!! this is just all for fun of course, so do whatever prompts whenever you want! do whatever calls out the most to you and is the most fun <3

you can start creating right now of course, but just know i'll only start reblogging pieces in October! along with that, if a certain prompt isn't screaming out to you, then feel free to use the extra prompts listed below! that's what they're there for, in case you're not feeling any specific prompt <3

got more questions? please send them!! depending how many i get, i may make an FAQ for this, so that people with similar questions can find answers. if you have a question, i may also have answered it under the OM Month Questions tag!!

i absolutely cannot WAIT for october!! i hope you are all as excited as i am for this <3 and again, i hope you all have fun with this and create some beautiful pieces of art!!!!

(Written prompts under the cut) (color-coded so that it's slightly easier to read)

October 1: Lucifer October 2: Reminiscence October 3:Mammon October 4: Magic October 5: Leviathan October 6: Autumn Leaves October 7: Satan October 8: Curse October 9: Asmodeus October 10: Pumpking Carving October 11: Beelzebub October 12: Haunting October 13: Belphegor October 14: Witch October 15: Simeon

October 16: Midnight October 17: Luke October 18: Past/Future October 19: Solomon October 20: Hot Cider October 21: Barbatos October 22: Fallen Angel October 23: Thirteen October 24: Graveyard October 25: Raphael October 26: Horror Movie/Game October 27: Mephistopheles October 28: Demon Form October 29: Growth/Change October 30: Family October 31: Diavolo

ALT prompts: Witching Hour Halloween Costume Summoning Fear & Phobias Ghost

[no-paperwork]

On the twentythird day of pride month my bi heart gave to you..

Art by @kasagana_i on Xitter

[he-calls-me-kitten]

Sugar, Spice and a Tempting Vice (1)

VA! MC x OM! Characters

TW: Eh it's more fluffy than smutty I'd say, but minors DNI. Loads of random lore for the sake of immersion. Now to brainstorm the rest of the characters.

INTRO

Tagging: @romaissa @eliciana @your-favorite-god @april-notthemonth69 @ikevampharem @k8tznd8wgz @futureittomain @m-majoko @the-auguer @yurinayumi @i-am-empress-irish @deepazur @rippedbutnotamasterpiece @pomegranateboba @ra1ns70rm @anjodedesgostoeerros @sammywo @annoyingbiscuitathleteland-blog @ourfinalisation @creativecupcake @snowthatareblack @angelofbooksworld

"After a freak accident, you and a group of 5 people get teleported into a fantastical world together. Who will you team up with to try and leave this place? Or will they convince you to stay and have a new life with them here instead? Or will you stumble across the biggest secret that this new world holds...?"

You read out the summary for them at a group dinner at Diavolo's castle. Apparently, it was to celebrate your debut as a VA. They all clapped and bombarded you with questions. You tried to answer as many as you could without any spoilers.

They were supposed to have already started playing the game but the game servers got a little overwhelmed and had to go under maintenance with so many people downloading and making accounts at the same time. So Diavolo hosted this party instead.

"So how many endings can you get with a single character?" Simeon inquired.

"Well on an average there's around 12 endings per character, but there's a varying number of endings depending on the character you choose. I'm not sure I remember for all of them-"

"We just want to know yours." Belphie smirked.

"Oi come on, it makes it sound like you're all just going to play my character, don't do that! The other characters are also incredibly well written!"

The sheepish grins and side glances told you that they were clearly going ignore your last advice.

"Honestly you guys, one of the characters here has a teleportation ability, one can read minds, and another one has insane fighting skills - the only thing you know about my character is that I don't have a name!"

"Omg this means they are definitely building you upto to have the most OP ability of them all!" Levi exclaimed excitedly.

"Oh yes that's usually how it goes in these tropes. The most unassuming character ends up giving you the secret ending." Solomon nodded in agreement.

"Both of you, shush! Just play the game normally okay?! You will get to interact with all the characters anyway until the second phase." You reprimanded, sighing, knowing no one would listen anyway.

Lucifer - Saved by the Belle

"Before Tyla takes us home tomorrow, would you like to spend your last day here with me, Lucifer?"

Lucifer and you worked with loyalty and rigor under Tyla, an old world Sorceror. It was because of you two specifically that Tyla's magic was powerful enough to create a portal back home. Your character was so much like you - it felt like he completed this whole journey of freedom with you, and not just an image on screen.

> "Of course, MC. In fact...I would like to spend the night with you too."

MC blushed on screen, looking away and nodding. "Oh? Well then... I'll look forward to it."

He enjoys this way more than he thought he would. He visits for the last time, all the places you both had been together. The first tavern, the first forest path, the first temporary abode - the HumbleBee Inn.

> "It's late. Should we go back here again, for old times sake?"

"Why not? Maybe they'll accidentally put us in the same room again and get overbooked so we have no other choice. Maybe this time it'll be a bit more...eventful." You said with a sly and knowing smile as you skipped ahead.

Lucifer's knee jerked upwards, hitting the table. Just what kind of lines are these? And what are those expressions? Who else was in there listening to you when you recorded this? The way your voice sounded, Lucifer was convinced you were thinking about someone special. If only you saw the effect you were having on him.

> "I've been holding back all day. Forgive me if I'm too rough."

Lucifer pushes you against the wall, caging your body. You blush in the dark, your arms wrapping around his shoulders. It was driving him insane. He could feel his pants getting tighter at the crotch.

Last time he endured the sexual tension of sharing the bed with you, constantly trying avoid your body even though he was desperate to feel it's warmth. This time there wasn't any reason to deprive himself.

"It's okay...I can take it. Please don't hold back..."

Oh hell, you were about to be the death of him. These...are these really the sounds you'd make in bed? Godamnit you are ruining his mind. He can't relax until he's jerked off now. And it's all your fault.

The next couple days, you notice Lucifer hesitates to keep eye contact with you. In fact, he has a rather visceral reaction every time you simply call his name, standing at his door. Only he knows how badly he wants to pull you into his bed to ravage you - practice your lines with him, why don't you?

Mammon - Stranded Together

"Guess they didn't want either of us huh, Mammon?"

Nah Mammon was mad at this ending. He gets why the group left him behind - he made too many questionable choices like stealing the last reserves of food or money (so you never went hungry), running away from the monsters instead of staying and fighting with the group(with you ofc so you wouldn't be in any danger), finding new shelter and not telling anyone (except you).

> "I'm so sorry...it's because of me that they left you too. You did nothing wrong yet...no this will not stand! I'll go threaten them into taking you too!"

"Mammon wait- no don't! Alright fine I was lying! They didn't leave me...I chose not to go!"

Mammon was stunned. He stared at your character blushing and looking elsewhere while holding onto his arm. His heart beat just a little bit faster.

> "Wait...what? But you wanted to...don't you want to go back and keep looking for your family?!"

"Who knows if the family I was looking for even exists?! But you...you are real. And you are so kind to me, and so great. So..."

Your character moved in closer and closer to him. Mammon leaned back too far from the screen, falling backwards on the floor. He was not ready for what was about to come.

"If I really want a family that bad...I can just make one here...with you. But only if you wanted that too ..."

> "I do! Of course I do! We can both find work and home in the kingdom now that big monsters are all dead! I'll be yours and you'll be mine!"

Mammon pressed it on instinct, not knowing his character was gonna grab yours and pin them to the ground. His face burnt up in excitement seeing you all cornered like this. You blushed and whispered as you leaned in to kiss him.

"Hehe...Mammon...I'm all yours already. But there's others ways you can claim me if you like..."

Your sleeves fell loose, and off your shoulders and his hands began to wander. Mammon almost screamed the house down, grabbing at his sheets, humping his pillows, struggling to look away from the screen. But he couldn't stop.

How the fuck was he supposed to face you tomorrow at the breakfast table?! Yet, Mammon re-played that part at least 30 times. And now every time you whispered to him in class, Mammon had to grip his knees and stop himself from imagining the unholiest things.

Leviathan - Power of Friend-ship??

"We did it! We actually did it, Levi! Can you believe it?! Look even the people are cheering for us!"

Levi punched the air in glee, he definitely must have gotten the best ending right?! That was such an intense combat scene - he almost cried when he thought you got swallowed by the Giant of The Depths, then he watched you burst out of its stomach with all the other victims while he slashed through its neck. You and him - the two underdogs dealt the final blow. At this point, every other character was shipping you two together.

> "Let's go Army of the Third Lord!"

MC cheered and high fived him from the screen, while the rest of the group danced in celebration! Ah MC had already become one of his favourite characters of all time. He had already preordered the action figures, posters and a body pillow (yes the ecchi one).

"Come on Levi, won't you join the celebration feast!? Everyone is calling for you!"

Oh no this was Levi's nightmare. Loud and crowded parties - but it was you asking him to go, what if he missed out on an important secret ending. Just to be safe he chose a neutral option to see what you would prefer.

> ... I'm not too sure.

"Then...would you like to celebrate in private with me? I know a quiet place with a good view."

Levi almost fell out of his seat. It's happening. This is where he unlocks the hidden erotic ending. The blush on your face, the way you held out your hand for him to take - biting down on his knuckles in excitement.

> I'd really prefer that! Thank you!

You smile and nod, leading him by the hand to a nearby pond. The moonlight shimmered on the water, the reflections dancing on your skin as you both lay down next to each other. Levi could feel himself falling for you all over again.

"Look Levi, in the pond! The Gloriees are back! Aren't they beautiful?"

Levi looked at the pond in awe, glowing orange fishes swam around in the waters, jumping in and out. He watched the fishes swim around the hand you put in the water. It was like you and hundred Henries in the water.

> "So beautiful..."

"They are my absolute favorite....they have the same color as your eyes..."

Your hands reach up to touch his face, pulling him closer and Levi feels all his self restraint jump out the window. He tried to grab and kiss you but ended falling in the water with you instead.

"Oh? I didn't know I excite you so much... don't worry, it makes me really happy..."

You rose from the water, laughing and coughing slightly, your entire body now laid bare through the transparent white cloth. And if that wasn't already bad enough, he heard your moans as his character started going at it with you in the lake. You were so professional, so skilled at it...he thought he was prepared for it but he clearly wasn't.

Levi couldn't resist jerking himself off there and then, soiling his computer screen with light ropes of his cum. Now every time you announced you were going to shower, this image just popped into his mind, giving him instant boners at the most unfortunate times. And god forbid he sees you walk out of the shower with your hair wet - he'll have to rush to his room to hide that he's creamed his pants.

Satan - Bridge to Televithyia

"Satan, I will be waiting for you always. I know if fate wills it, I'll definitely get to see you again."

Satan cursed himself for this ending, almost chucking his phone at the wall. His magical powers no longer worked since the portal now connected him to his own world. And while you could use all your magic here, it would lose all power in his world. With both worlds needing help after a long and destructive battle, you both knew it was selfish to abandon your either of them - especially since you two were the only Great Guardians left.

> "I will find a permanent path between our worlds. I swear upon my life, MC."

Damnit this game had better not cut his story short. He was willing to keep going, trying to fix the playthrough so he could make a good ending out of this. Just you wait MC, he's not letting you go. A part of him wanted to go into your room and hug you, just to make sure you're there atleast in real life.

Satan rubbed furiously at his eyes as you waved him goodbye. His total playtime could rival Levi's. After gathering enough resources and magical knowledge - he could finally get started on creating the bridge. But to his pleasant surprise, he only needed to build half of the bridge, because there you were standing on the other - building your own path towards him too.

"Satan...is this a dream? Are you really back? Or is this another magical illusion again...?"

Satan blushed as you rushed to hug him peppering kisses all over his face. He had to physically get away from the game, walk around, and silently scream into his hands before he could calm himself down. Because he knew even better things were yet to come.

> "It's really me, MC. I'm sorry did I make you wait too long? I missed you so terribly...I have so many things to tell you about..."

"Come with me, we've been rebuilding our town. I know a place we can catch up...it's a special place I helped build with you in mind."

Satan follows you, your arms intertwined. You point out places to him - old renovations and newer projects. You tell him about everything that's been happening since he left.

How some endangered species came back to life, how the remaining smaller beasts were tamed and how the cursed were given peace. You stopped suddenly in front of a quaint little cottage.

"Welcome to my humble abode. I'm sorry I didn't prepare a separate room for you...because I thought you wouldn't mind sharing a bed with me..."

He blushes and grips your hand as you open the door to your room. He sees pictures of both of you on the wall and next to the bed.

> "You already built a home...with me in mind. *Smiles* Yet...the bed looks in it hasn't been slept in for a while? Did you get no sleep for the past few days?"

"Actually I haven't slept in the bed yet. I sleep on the sofa - I know it's silly but I really don't like sleeping alone in a place of two..."

Satan grips the phone tighter, as he makes his character push you on the bed. How sweet - you both get to enjoy it together for the first time. He climbs after you, trapping you underneath him.

> "Good thing I'm here now, MC."

He cups your face and trails his hands downwards, undoing some buttons on your clothes. You kiss his palms and tug down his collar.

"It's a pity though...I don't think we'll be using the bed for sleeping tonight afterall..."

He watched the screen, slack-jawed as I heard your sultry voice echoing through his room. He fell back on his pillow, hurriedly attaching his earphones. It proved to be more lethal. He could almost imagine you in his bed right now, kissing your way down his chest, while he fondles your bottom.

When you approached him later asking if he liked your work in the game, he had to cover half his face to hide the redness. He couldn't possibly tell you that he had downloaded snippets of all your moans and saved them to a secret folder. Or that he listened to them quite frequently.

[straightuppotato-art]

Fun fact: Yasmin forces the whole house to watch Flavor of Love!

[fairytail-incorrectquotes]

Levy: Pspspsps

Gajeel, walking over to her: Are you trying to call a cat?

Levy, frantically taking notes: Holy shit it worked

[sheepthatgobaa]

IM AN ANGEL WITH A SHOTGUN!! FIGHTING TILL THE WAR'S WON!!! I DON'T CARE IF HEAVEN WON'T TAKE ME BACK!!!!!

Day 22: Fallen angel.... Does this even count at this point..? Prompts by @obeymetournaments

[poisondionaea-art]

Based on this text from leviathan:

[lcs-scar]

Alienify your pete

[tuudles]

Eruri hope everyone had a happy pride month

[littlerequiem]

Drabble Month, Day 3: Unhealthy ˚⁎⁺ Levi x GN!Reader

CONTENT — Fluff, sfw. Written for @thedrabblecollective as part of the AOT Vets Drabble Month. Divider by @cafekitsune.

“Levi, this is unhealthy. You haven’t slept in days.”

Levi’s answer is, as usual, to say he’s “fine”—that he has paperwork to finish, that you should go to bed.

“Levi—“

“This is due in the morning.”

Despite his impassive expression, there's fatigue laced in his tone.

You approach him. “Hey… tell me, if you’re always looking out for others, who’s looking out for you?”

Levi stays silent.

“Let me help. Then we’ll head to bed together.”

A pause. And then—

“… Fine. Just for tonight.”

Later in bed, you swear Levi holds you tighter—grateful that there's someone looking out for him, too.

[tatakaeeren]

Levi Ackerman | Shingeki No Kyojin Final Trailer