#levi x reader hc

[leviraaaaaa]

I like to think that one of the first thing Hange took a picture of is how Levi looks at you when you aren't watching.

Mostly just to prove to Levi because we all know he'd be in such DENIAL, he's so fucking UNAWARE of it, so CLUELESS like "no I don't like them like that" but he's looking at you like you brought the moon down to earth. and if Hange even tries to convince him he's like "go clean out your fucking glasses."

So Hange gets introduced to a camera. What better use of it when they see you and Levi, as you were explaining something to him enthusiastically, the sun hitting you just right and he's just. Not even listening. Just staring. With the softest eyes. Yearning. The palest flush on his cheeks, his lips slightly parted. And he looks like he could die there, like he'd sell his fucking soul if that means he gets to keep looking at you.

Hange snaps the picture. Shoves it to Levi's face like proof. "Look at yourself!"

Levi observed the picture blankly. Then. "Do you ever stop being a creep?"

To this day, that picture hangs in a frame in Hange's office, with a scribbled note under.

"Denial: a visual."

[acrux-rising]

sick and tired (but never of you)

ʚ♡ɞ synopsis how the aot men take care of you when you're sick ʚ♡ɞ wc 663 ʚ♡ɞ feat. e. jaeger, l. ackerman a. arlert, j. kirstein, r. braun, p. galliard

ʚ♡ɞ eren jaeger エレン・イェーガー

tries so hard to take care of you, he really does. but one thing’s for sure - he can’t cook for shit and has absolutely no idea how to take care of another human being (since he rarely gets sick himself)

googles your symptoms, inadvertently stressing you out

“you coughed, like, three times in a row�� i think you might have pneumonia”

makes sure you hydrate well, and is literally at your beck and call the whole time, tending to your every need to make sure you get well as soon as possible 

he hates seeing you in pain, after all

ʚ♡ɞ levi ackerman リヴァイ・アッカーマン

honestly? the best possible caretaker you could ask for

first thing he does is put on a mask and disinfect every surface you might have come into contact with. (if he owned a hazmat suit, he would wear it.)

makes you herbal teas or warm broth and gives you your meds regularly on the dot like a strict nurse

he’s not one to express his love for you verbally, but you’ll wake up to your favourite book on the nightstand, or your favourite meal on the dining table as you stumble out of your bedroom in a daze, still wrapped in your warm blanket

"better not complain about how you can't taste anything. would you rather have hypertension?"

ʚ♡ɞ jean kirstein ジャン・キルシュタイン

complains a lot in the beginning (“i told you it was going to be cold out, and you still insisted you didn’t need a jacket! when are you going to learn?”) of course he says this while tucking you in and tenderly brushing your hair out of your face

actually enjoys taking care of you and spoils you rotten - hot, comforting meals, massages, and your favourite movies that he normally refuses to watch, but he’ll make an exception this time

tries to be cool about it but his heart melts when you smile up at him and say thank you in that hoarse but still sweet voice of yours (what a big softie…)

"it's insane how pretty you look even when you're sick"

ʚ♡ɞ armin arlert アルミン・アルレルト

is an absolute administrative machine. he wakes up at the crack of dawn to switch off all your morning alarms, and calls in sick on your behalf.

when you wake up (around noon), he’s sitting by your bedside reading a book, whispering a gentle “good morning” to you

not the best at cooking, but he makes you soup and frankly, the love he put into it is more than enough to make you feel better instantly

takes your temperature when you’re asleep, making sure not to wake you

“right now, you need rest. don’t worry, love, i’ve got everything covered.”

ʚ♡ɞ reiner braun ライナー・ブラウン

this man runs hot all the time, so you know his cuddles are the absolute best. you wake up to a pair of strong arms around you, enveloping you in a comforting warmth

carries you everywhere without question (putting his muscles to good use)

moves all his work to your room, not letting you out of his sight for even a second - that’s how precious you are to him

gives death stares to the neighbours’ kids when they make too much noise playing in the yard

“you’ll get sick too if you stay here like this!”   “don’ care… jus’ wanna be here with you”

ʚ♡ɞ porco galliard ポルコ・ガリアード

panics when you cough too hard, though he tries to hide it. he sits at the foot of your bed scrolling on his phone while glancing at you every 30 seconds

grumbles about you getting germs on him but dutifully stays by your side the whole time anyway

calls pieck for some much-needed advice (like eren, he does not know how to take care of a whole other person)

if you say thank you or show appreciation in any way or form, he gets all flustered immediately 

“yeah, yeah, just don’t die or whatever.”

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© acrux-rising

[atruewarrior]

I like to think that right before he kisses you, Levi takes his time. When you’re so close to him he can feel you with all his senses. Your breathing, your smell, your skin, your warmth. His eyes roam your face while his thumb brushes your cheek, his other hand playing with your hair. You’d think he’d get straight to it like he does with everything else; but no, it’s one of the few things he loves to savor. 

[wobuffetbreakfast]

obm headcanons cuz why not

tags: pure family fluff! sibling shenanigans

when lucifer first brought a car in the devildom , despite their ages , levi and mammon would fight each other on who sits next to the drivers seat when lucifer drives. the rest of em would just get tucked in the backseat . more often than not , belphie usually ends up sprawled across everyone and sleeps there .

if beel (imagine human age 7-8 yrs) ever comes up with a school assignment which was due tomorrow , you bet it was mammon rushing out to buy supplies and burning the midnight oil while beel just sits on the countertop while mammon furiously writes and draws . bonus beel eating oreos and feeding mammon some while he is knee deep in papers and crayons.

levi's day to day wear is one fashion crime away from asmo taking him to majolish and redoing his whole wardrobe

speaking of which , when levi first started anime and cosplaying asmo used to help him out with make up and stuff , this is probably the reason why asmo became so good at makeup .

speaking of fashion sense , asmo is the first on the chart , mammon the second cuz he does modeling gigs at times , and third is lucifer . it is due to these three's combined efforts that the house of lamentation manages to look presentable at most of the times.

asmo tried to convince satan to wear both the sleeves of his jacket but to no avail.

during beel's fangol matches , you can see all seven of them at the bleachers sporting all the jerseys with beels number on it , with tiny flags and face paints . lucifer won't admit it , but he cheers the loudest during every climax of the match.

after the matches , its a family routine for them to head to hells kitchen for an unorthodox dinner having cheeseburgers and milkshakes .

belphie lost his aux cord privileges at the car due to his playlist solely being emo kid music and the devildom equivalent of mcr .

one time , diavolo convinced mammon to sneak him out of the castle for a night out because he wanted to see might life at devildom instead of being stuck back there . they were found later at 6 am at a motel , hungover due to cinnamon rolls , empty pizza cartons and cans of soda . it was barbatos and lucifer who found them and thankfully the issue didn't get much publicity . diavolo and mammon have become more sneakier in getting out , the duo that you didn't expect but now you have seen it , it can't be ignored .

levi has an online friend who likes sebastian from black butler a lot , both of them are practically best friends . but levi doesn't know his online bestie is barbatos who secretly manages a pinterest , tumblr and ao3 account in his free time . pinterest is where he gets his crochet ideas.

one time luke fell asleep at one of diavolo's formal galas , and it was beel who carried him like a baby back to purgatory hall .its said that luke unknowingly snuggled up to beel but he denies it .

when lucifer was an angel , simeon and him were really close . simeon notes the fact that when lucifer was first introduced to his baby brother mammon , he cried a bit at the thought of him growing up .

sometimes when belphie can't sleep , he goes to levi's room as most of the time , levi is busy playing with his console and belphie just ends up sleeping in his bathtub .

satan used to love it when mammon used to read him bedtime stories when he was younger . him and asmo used to share a bed and it was their favorite part of their bedtime routine .

[xxgrimml0vrxx]

These are the type of texts you’d get from Levi after you two start dating btw

For my favorite Levi simp @l3viat8an lemme know if these fit him lovely 💛

[charlotte-84]

Stitching

The first time you stitched Levi Ackerman up, he glared at you like you'd personally offended him.

"This is unnecessary," his voice was as sharp as the needle in your hand.

"Really? Because the gash on your arm says otherwise," you didn't bother looking up as you tightened the suture. He scoffed but didn't pull away. That was the only permission you needed.

Levi had a bad habit of brushing off injuries. Being Humanity's Strongest meant that basic self-preservation didn't apply to him. If a wound wasn't outright killing him, he ignored it. This meant that you, as one of the few medics brave enough to stand up to him, spent an unfortunate amount of time stitching him back together.

And it never got easier.

Not because of the wounds themselves — you could handle those in your sleep. But because Levi Ackerman, despite his constant scowling, his clipped words, and his general aura of "stay the hell away from me," had the most unfairly attractive hands. Which was a ridiculous thing to notice.

But you did.

Every single time you treated him, you couldn't help but glance at them. The contrast between his strength and the way he kept them clean, his precise movements, the way his fingers curled slightly when he was trying to keep still.

You shook the thought away and finished the final stitch, "All done, Captain. Try not to rip them open again in the next twenty-four hours."

"Tch. No promises,” typical.

A week later, Levi showed up in the infirmary, uninjured but suspiciously hovering. You arched an eyebrow, "I don't see any gaping wounds on you. Did you finally learn the meaning of caution?"

Levi's expression didn't change, but his fingers flexed at his side as if suppressing the urge to cross his arms, "I need you to teach me.

You blinked, "Teach you... what?"

His jaw tightened, “Stitching.”

You stared at him for a full five seconds before bursting into laughter, "you? Want to learn suture?"

Levi's glare intensified, “Is that funny to you?"

"A little,” he huffed and looked away.

"Tch. Never mind."

You bit back your grin, "Wait, wait, hold on. I'm just surprised. Why the sudden interest?"

Levi was quiet for a moment. Then, almost reluctantly, he muttered, "If we lose a medic in the field, someone else should be able to handle wounds.” The words were practical and logical, but you caught something else in them.

If we lose you.

Warmth bloomed in your chest, but you kept your expression neutral, “All right, Captain. I'll teach you." He gave a short nod, but his ears were slightly pink.

Training Levi was... an experience. You had expected him to be competent — he was Levi Ackerman, after all. But he was almost annoyingly good. His hands were steady, his technique precise, his focus absolute.

You had never seen someone pick up sutures so quickly. Except —

"Too much pressure," you murmured, standing behind the guy, slightly leaning forward so that your chest almost touched his back and your cheek almost touched his.

Your hands gently guide both of his, reaching out to adjust his grip on the needle, showing how to maneuver such a delicate operation for him, and a simple one for you.

"You're strangling it,” Levi's hands twitched under yours, but he didn't pull away. You guided his fingers into a gentler hold, your hand lingering just a second longer than necessary.

"Better," you said softly. Levi didn't respond immediately, but you could feel the tension in his posture.

Then, barely audible, he muttered, "Your hands are warm," your breath hitched.

Did Levi Ackerman just —

You glanced up, but his eyes were fixed on the practice dummy. A little too intently. You swallowed a smile, "Yours are steady."

Something flickered across his expression, but he just hummed in acknowledgment.

You didn't comment on how his grip remained exactly where you placed it.

A month later, you found yourself in the field, wounded and short on medics. Blood dripped down your arm, your vision wavered, and for the first time, you understood why Levi wanted to learn.

Then, suddenly, he was there, "Knew I'd need to use this sooner or later,” Levi muttered, kneeling beside you. You blinked up at him.

"Captain?"

"Be quiet,” his voice was gruff, but his hands were gentle as he pulled out a suture kit. You were too exhausted to argue. Instead, you watched as Levi threaded the needle, his movements precise and practiced. He worked quickly but carefully, just as you'd taught him.

Your lips curved into a weak smile, "Look at you, applying yourself."

"Tch. Don't get used to it."

You chuckled, then winced as he tied the last stitch. Levi exhaled sharply. "Idiot,” he muttered, but there was no heat in his words. Only something softer, something quieter. You felt the warmth of his hands linger on your skin even after he pulled away.

And maybe, just maybe, you'd find an excuse to let him practice again. Just for the sake of training, of course. Right?

Masterlist !¡

[moe-kiess]

may I request some sleepy and sleeping related behavior/habits/quirks related headcanons for each of the eltingville club member? thank you for considering<3

Sleepy headcanons for the Eltingville boys!

note: I don't think there's much I can write about sleeping, so I just decided to keep these short and sweet! I was giggling a lot while making these, I hope you find them just as silly as I did lol.

Bill Dickey: Gets cranky before bed. Bill also drools while asleep. A LOT. occasional light snores come from him, but it's really not often; only when he's a bit congested usually. I think it would be pretty funny if he sleeps cuddling a teddy bear if he doesn't have anybody to cuddle with.

Pete DiNunzio: Usually just gets quiet when he's sleepy, nodding off a bit. He's actually somewhat peaceful.. until he actually falls asleep. He snores LOUD and kicks in his sleep. I can see him being a sleep talker too. The stuff he says is terrifying. I'm thinking about that one post while typing this. You know the one. The funniest part about it though is that he has literally no recollection of anything he did while asleep.

Josh Levy: Gets kinda huffy when he's tired. Once he's out though, he's OUT. His "sleep noises" range from heavy breathing, to snores that can shake the whole house. Josh mumbles a bit too, but not full on sleep talking like Pete. He has a pillow that he latches onto while sleeping. Without it, he would just grab onto whatever is closest to him and smother it the whole night (cough cough, YOU).

Jerry Stokes: Not much to say about this guy. He sleeps like a log. Maybe occasional sighs but he literally does not move or do anything at all in his sleep. Very heavy sleeper too. He has like 5 alarms every morning but none if them can successfully wake him up. Overall a very peaceful sleeper.

Also, they all sleep in their underwear, and maybe a T-shirt. Just had to get that out there LOL

[obeymeshallwedateaddict]

MC who's eyes change color to their pact mark when they feel each of the brother's sin? How would each of them react when they see it?

(Can it be a little NSFW for certain sins *cough* Asmo *cough* and maybe luci and satan too? yea i'm a simp...)

Hiiii i finally finished this omg. It's been staying in my drafts for waaayyy too long. It also became a little longer than anticipated but I hope you like it. And I totally missed the part that you wanted all the brothers and only certain with nsfw 😭 sorry about that.. I'll make up for it and write for all of them sometime.

Summary: During an argument the only way you can shut them up is through the pact but it doesn't go exactly as planned.

Contains: NSFW (Minors do not interact)

Pairings:

Reader x Lucifer, Satan, Asmodeus

You can find more of my work here: Masterlist

During a heated argument

Lucifer

You and the eldest had gotten into a serious argument over some trouble stirred by the rest of his brothers. And usually Lucifer wouldn't give it much thought since it's daily life for him to deal with his brother's antics but today you were at the peak of it. You didn't try to stop his brothers but rather it looked like you helped them. That's what made Lucifer feral. The thought of you helping his brothers with something you know you should prevent made the demon of Pride snap.

You were on your knees before the demon, about 2 hours into a big scolding. Though your patience was wearing thin.

-"You shouldn't be so reckless! What if something had happened to you?" –The demon yelled, his red eyes shining with wrath. You looked up with him with annoyance.

-"Nothing happened! Everything's okay! I'm okay! Why are we even having this conversation when everything is completely fine???" –You snap and raise to your feet, taking a few slow steps towards the demon.

-"Because I'm trying to prevent future situations like this! I'm trying to protect you, MC!" –He yelled, his eyes locked on you as you slowly closed the distance.

-"Yeah and by trying to protect me you're constantly suffocating me! 'You can't do this, you can't go there' stop controlling my life, Lucifer! I'm not a child!"

-"You're not a child hm? Then should I leave you alone? Is that what you want? To get eaten faster than you could call for my help?" –The demon speaks and runs a frustrated hand through his hair you close your eyes, trying to suppress your annoyance and anger but it's too much for you to handle. Frustration surged through you and you let a loud groan before speaking.

-"Aghh! Stop this! It's enough!" –You yell on top of your lungs. Your command seems to trigger the pact between you two and Lucifer is thrown across the room to his knees while your eyes shine in crimson blue. The raven-haired demon's eyes widen as he takes a sharp breath, trying to contain the pain your powerful pact caused. He takes in the sight of you and his eyes lock upon your eyes. Crimson blue - his colour. As well as Lucifer's pact mark on your left eye - it was also shining bright through the dimly lit room. The sight of you radiating such confidence, such pride. Your eyes shining with his sin caused a shiver of possessiveness to run through him. A sadistic smirk appeared on his face as he raised to his feet. Your face fell to the sight of his smug grin and you knew nothing good was in it for you. You took a step back but soon enough you were trapped in between the wall and Lucifer, who was beaming with pride and lust more than ever.

-"You look so beautiful in my colour, my master.. so powerful.. so fucking sexy.." his hands found your hips and he pulled you flush against him. The feel of his touch lit a fire inside you. You could feel your cheeks flush and your body melt into his hands even if that's not what you anticipated to happen. Your mind screamed at you to push him away, to remind him of the argument that had just occurred. Yet, the heat of his touch was impossible to ignore. He leaned down, his breath hitting and caressing your skin which drove shivers down your spine before pulling you into a desperate, passionate kiss, full of all the frustration from earlier. At first you struggle, trying to push him away but he's insistent. After a bit of struggle you finally give up and let yourself be tangled and surrounded by him. His hands travel up and down your body, making sure to touch and grab every curve it. You feel yourself spread your legs for him which makes the demon break the kiss just to look at you with that hungry gaze of his. He chuckles before speaking.

-"Already so desperate for me are you, MC? Hmm... Though I wonder.. should I give it to you or.." He pauses and presses his knee in between your legs, rubbing your heat which makes your breath hitch.

-"Or.. should I teach you a lesson for your disobedience?" He groans with frustration as he feels himself throbbing against his pants. His cock is screaming, begging to be free and to feel some kind of stimulation but Lucifer waits, knowing it's not the time to reward you. Meanwhile you grind against his knee, seeking even the last bit of pleasure it can give you. But The Avatar of Pride is not dumb. He is fast to notice that and smirks before picking you up and throwing you onto his bed. Surprise washes over you as you grip the sheets in uneasiness. Lucifer chuckles and unbuckles his belt as he makes his way to the bed.

-"I will make you scream my name tonight, master. And I won't stop until you're thoroughly punished. So I hope you're ready.. because you're not going to be getting any sleep tonight." The demon disposes of his clothes faster than you can imagine and he begins leaving open-mouthed kisses all over your neck, collarbone and face -everywhere he could reach bare skin, leaving a burning trail behind. Though his patience was wearing thinner than what he'd like. His hands gripped your shirt and tore it apart without even struggling. Soon follow your jeans and your bra, leaving you in only your lacy little thong that was soaked with your juices. Lucifer stopped in his tracks to admire the view.

-"Would you look at that, you horny little thing.. did you wear those for me? Tell me it's for me because if it isn't... I'm going to tear up to pieces whoever it was for..." The demon growled, admiring the view one last time before hooking his fingers into the waist band of the thong.

-"So warm.. so humid.. and it's all for me isn't it, my little human?" His fingers graced your clit which provoked a quiet moan out of you.

And so he continued teasing you just like this for god knows how much time. Bringing you ever so close to the peak and stopping, just to see your frustrated expressions to your denied orgasm, feeding the sadist in him. After a long while when he finally decided he had enough he raised on his knees, moving on top of you so his cock presses to your overstimulated cunt.

-"Are you ready, dear master? Because the fun is yet to start... The night is still young after all.." After those words the demon thrusts into you, making you let out a loud moan. He smirks as he begins fucking you. -Slow and steady at first but soon enough it becomes hard, raw, deep and fast. His cock was hitting all the right places inside you. You could feel each and every vein covering his shaft. And it wasn't long before you finally reached that blissful release. And so as the night went on Lucifer brought you to many more climaxes. More than you thought possible. And as promised he went on for the entire night. Lucifer had an unbelievable amount of stamina after all.

Satan

You were studying for the upcoming exams in RAD and it was a big struggle. There were a lot of concepts that weren't clear to you, making you question the possibility of those things. What do you mean demons can manipulate energy so much that they could take all the energy from one subject and turn it into something else entirely? And how were you supposed to do that yourself? You sighed burying your face into the books, praying that none of this nonsense will be on the exam and then it clicked. Why don't you call for someone's help? You looked through your contacts settling on two of them. Satan and Lucifer. Both were well aware of the subject you couldn't understand and now the question was which one? You began thinking.. you overheard that Satan has had a rough week and was on the verge of throwing a tantrum. It would take one mistake of yours for him to blow up the house. Lucifer on the other hand is a great teacher. He can be patient when teaching but is also a stressed man. If you don't understand the concept after many explanations he'll grow irritated. You decided you wanted to give Satan time to blow off some steam and calm down so you called Lucifer.

A few hours later you find yourself in Satan's room. He was mad that you had chosen Lucifer over him for such a simple thing as helping you understand that subject.

-"I am fully capable of explaining that concept to you, MC! Why do you always run to Lucifer when you face a problem??? Why??" –The demon yelled, the sound of his voice making shivers run down your spine. You looked down at the ground, fidgeting your fingers, hoping Satan wouldn't get too mad.

-"I.. I just thought you needed to calm down.. I heard you had a rough week.. I just.." You stammer out but Satan's angry glare stops you in your tracks.

-"You think I would refuse to help you just because I've had a rough week? You think I can't be patient with you when I'm irritated? And is that why you had to run to Lucifer??" He yelled, rubbing his temper, struggling not to lose control. He knew that if he lost control now it would make matters worse and you would avoid him even more than you are now.

-"Lucifer is not more capable than me, MC! I can control my anger! Don't you trust I can??? Lucifer is one to lose his mind because of the smallest mistake!" Satan yelled, jealousy flashing through his eyes. Hurt and wrath. You knew you were the one who hurt him. Guilt was tugging at your heart, hoping Satan would understand the situation but he didn't even want to look into it properly. Satan has always been like that when you do something with Lucifer instead of him. The fear that he could be the same as Lucifer or worse than him tugged at his heart. Always layed at the back of his mind. Creeping up at moments when he was unsure about himself.

-"Satan, listen to me-" You tried to explain but he was lost in his wrath so much that he wouldn't listen.

-"How could you? With what exactly is Lucifer better than me, MC? What makes him your first choice rather than me? Why not me MC?" He spoke his voice screaming hurt.

-"Satan it's not like that. I trust you Satan, please listen." You tried again and again but nothing seemed to work. The demon of wrath was blinded by his rage and the only thing you could do is use your pact to stop him before he destroys the entire house. You take a deep breath before speaking.

-"That's enough! Satan, stay!" You yell and seconds later the demon goes flying into a bookshelf, causing most of the books to fall on the floor. Satan groans in pain as he sits on his knees before you. You feel the power of the pact surge through you. It's like liquid has been poured into your veins. The strength flowing through your body. Your eyes shine green. The same colour of Satan's sin. Though that isn't left unnoticed. Upon seeing your shining bright green eyes a mischievous smirk appears on Satan's face and he raises to his feet.

-"I'll forgive you.. just this once.. because..." He takes a few slow steps towards you. His intimidating presence makes your breath hitch in your throat.

-"... because the way your eyes shine with my colour.. like I'm the only man in your eyes speaks much about who you prefer. That loser Lucifer or me. And the answer is crystal clear. So.. my master..let me indulge in you.." His hands find your body, caressing all your curves and leaving open-mouthed kisses all over your skin. He slowly walks you to the bed before pushing you down. You see the hungry look in his eyes that draws a fire inside you. He's quick to dispose of his clothes and moves onto your own. He unbuttons buttons and takes off pieces of clothes in-between kisses and caresses. He's desperate to see, to touch your skin. And when he finally reaches it it's like he's reached heaven. You can see the fire burn in his eyes as his fingers inch closer and closer to your throbbing pussy. Satan smirks and gently drags his fingers down your slit. All the way from your clit to your asshole before circling the little bundle of nerves with his thumb. You let out a soft gasp to the sensation.

-"Don't hold those noises in, MC. Let me hear you. Let my brothers hear who's making the human feel this good." –He works on your clit and your entrance for a while. His skillful fingers, caressing and rubbing all of the right places before his patience finally wears thin and he hoovers above you, rubbing the head of his dick to your entrance. You whimper in pleasure and the demon smirks, proud of himself for making you feel this way. Soon enough he pushes in and fills you whole. You can feel him hit each and every spot, rub your insides just right, making you see stars. He makes love to you sensually, making sure you feel each and every sensation that comes with being taken by the Avatar of Wrath. That night he makes sure you're thoroughly satisfied. As well as himself of course.

Asmodeus

It's been really busy for you lately. It was exam week in RAD and you've been studying nonstop. It was rare for you to spend time with the brothers during this period since you were buried to the hilt with books, notebooks and studies. You barely had time for yourself considering how hard and co confusing all Devildom subjects were. 'The steps to the ultimate love potion' ... Wait that's a real thing? 'How to seduce and manipulate the human mind' ..uhm... I'll act as if I didn't just read that.. 'Binding curses for advanced' ...Why just why? Overall it was crazy confusing. A few hours into studying you decided to take a short breath. You sat away from all the books, taking a deep breath and rubbing your temple in frustration. You were going to have the biggest ass headache tomorrow morning and you couldn't do anything about it. Well that's not entirely true. You could use one of the spells that stop any kind of pain in the human body for which you just studied about but... that's if you remember them... There is just no way out of this. Suddenly your phone buzzed which grabbed your attention. You looked at the phone. Asmo's name was on the screen. You smiled briefly and picked up the phone to answer and before you could even say hi you heard Asmo's frustrated voice on the other side.

-"Well you took your sweet, sweet time to answer me, MC. What's keeping you so occupied, hm?" –Your eyes widened briefly. It didn't take you long to answer the phone though? That's when you noticed the six missed calls from the demon of lust, all in the past hour. You froze in place. The only good thing that came out of this is that the missed calls weren't from Lucifer. If they were.. you'd probably end up dead. But other than that everything was a disaster.

-"Asmo, I'm so sorry.. I was busy studying and I didn't notice." –You apologised, hoping the demon would understand but exactly as you feared he didn't budge.

-"You didn't notice? Would that also happen to be the same excuse you'll use for all the times you avoided me this week?" –You could hear the slight hurt in his voice. The way his voice broke at a few words made your heart stop and shatter to tiny pieces. You never meant for this to happen. There was only one rational thing to do.

-"I'll be right there, Asmo. Just give me a second." –You spoke and immediately stood up, walking hurriedly towards the fifth-born's room.

-"If I'm so unimportant to you, why bother?" –You rolled your eyes upon his words. Sure, you understand that he's seeking your attention but it was a bit over the top. Drama queen much? You hung up the phone just as you knocked on his door. But you didn't receive an answer.

-"Asmo, open the door." –You asked in a high voice so he could hear you properly.

-"Would it make such a big difference if I did? Would you care?" –He whined through the door, making you roll your eyes once again.

-"Asmodeus, stop being difficult and open the door. Talk to me. Don't shut me out like this." –You pleaded, hoping the demon would give up the attitude and talk to you openly. After a few long seconds, the door finally opens slightly ajar. You see Asmodeus' tear stained face. All puffy and red. It's not often you see him like this and it gnaws at your heart. You swallow the limb that's been clogging your throat and push open the door.

For the next few minutes you try to reassure the upset demon that he is, in fact important to you. And that you didn't have enough time to catch up with your studies as well as spend time with him but he wasn't having it.

-"Do you even care about me anymore? Am I not your priority any longer?" –He paused to swallow his tears before speaking up again.

-"You don't care about me anymore, right? Am I right? I was just a temporary fling to you?" –He continued but your anger boiled and boiled since he wasn't listening and wasn't even trying to. And that's when you finally snapped.

-"Asmodeus, I command you to shut up!" –You speak loud enough for the command to be executed. Asmodeus stops in his tracks, the direct command preventing him from saying anything else. You feel a fire surge through you. The feeling, the power of commanding a demon and binding him into place with just a few words. Your eyes shine pink-the colour of Asmodeus' sin. They are bright and radiant. Anyone could see how much power you hold over the demon only if they were here to see. But the only one that's with you at the moment is Asmodeus. And he does notice the colour of your eyes and the power in your expression. Suddenly the hurt vanished from his eyes and is replaced with something else. He takes a deep breath and walks towards you slowly, sensually, making your breath stop. You can command the demon of lust but can you command the lust itself?

-"So it is true.. I can see it in your beautiful, radiant eyes... I am in fact important to you.. and not just important... The most important.. your eyes don't shine like that for anyone else.. do they?" –He slowly takes your hand and intertwines his fingers with yours, pulling you towards him until you're pressed against his chest. He leans down, savouring your scent. You could feel his nose slighty brush against the side of your cheek and it sends shivers down your spine. The fifth-born's eyes are burning. You could see the desire in them and he slowly begins guiding you to the bed.

-"If that really is the case.. Prove it to me tonight, sweet, sweet master.. prove it to me until I've had enough of you.." –He pushed you down onto the bed and looms over your, capturing your lips in a searing kiss. His hands slide over all your cracks and curves, trying to reveal more and more skin.

-"Those clothes are getting in my way.. I need you au-naturel..." –He speaks and slowly begins taking off your clothes, revealing your bare body to him. Soon enough you're fully nude in front of him and so is he. You didn't even notice when he managed to take off his clothes as well but it didn't matter now. You gripped the back of his neck and pulled him into a kiss - more desperate than the last few. His fingers travelled down your body reaching your center and digging his fingers inside. He slowly worked on your clit. Caressing ever so slightly. Giving the smallest amount of pleasure. You groan and grind your hips against his hand, hoping to create some more friction and he chuckles.

-"Desperate to be pleased are you? Well now you know how you made me feel the past few days, master.." –He speaks quietly into your ear. A fire burns in your body and every flick of his fingers over your clit makes you tremble and whine, hoping for something more. After a long while he finally inserts a finger inside you. Guiding it in and out, slowly and sensually. You moan and press yourself closer to him. His fingers work on your cunt while his thumb circles your clit and before you know it you were trembling in pleasure. Lost in the feeling of the fifth-born's hand on your pussy. After your powerful orgasm he gently removed his fingers and replaced them with his rock-hard length.

-"The fun hasn't even started, MC.. Were going to be having fun all night long.." –He says and thrusts into you, filling your whole. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and you let out and extended moan. His thrusts are sensual and pleasureable. Hitting all of the right spots inside you. And before you know it you're clenching around him, milking his dick dry. And with that the fun continues into the night.

[lancermylove]

Dark Side of Dating Him (HC)

Fandom: Obey Me

Pairing: Demons x gn!Reader

Warning: The warnings vary depending on the demon, but nothing too severe.

A/N: This is the dark side, so proceed with caution. If you guys like this HC, I can write one slightly darker and more situational.

Series: [Part 2]

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Lucifer

Due to his pride, he may be emotionally distant and will not admit to mistakes easily. This could lead to a lack of a deep emotional connection.

He can be dominating and demanding, and at times, he may come off as if he is dictating the relationship. Lucifer likes and wants things to go his way, so compromising is difficult for him.

The Avatar of Pride is known for perfection, so his expectations are high for himself and for you. This could lead to a lot of mental pressure for you if you don't strive for perfection or are not meticulous.

Lucifer likes to maintain his appearance, dress well, and keep himself well-groomed. He expects the same from his partner, so if you like dressing down or prefer comfortable clothes, it may become an issue.

Due to his intimidating nature, it may be difficult to open up to him. Moreover, he tries to be understanding, but he isn't openly empathetic. So, he may come off as emotionally unavailable. At times, he might also come off as insensitive when you are being emotional, and Lucifer tells you to be mature and learn how to handle your emotions. He means well, but his way of saying it will be too straightforward.

Whether you like it or not, you will end up being roped into helping take care of his brothers. Due to Lucifer's busy schedule, you will most likely end up taking care of everyone by yourself most of the time.

Lucifer is busy, so he won't have much time to spend with you. Sometimes, even if you are married to him, you might feel lonely.

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—(AoT men) When they know they fell in love with you—

Eren Yeager

- It would be at his toughest time when he see you. Your kindness and optimism really impressed him and he just wanna spends every seconds with you and he’s afraid that u would leave him if he really knows you. He’s afraid to show his dark sides with you even tho you would accept his every pieces. He just can’t help but falls for you head over heels.

Zeke Yeager

- You’re his ideal woman. When he sees you, he was caught off guard cuz he doesn’t think his dream woman wouldn’t exist in reality. All the features u have and ur personality just makes his heart beats so fast that he always felt nervous to talk to you even tho he had all the confidence they all disappear. But he would do anything to make you his.

Levi Ackerman

- He doesn’t believe in love. However, he surrenders his cold heart when he meets you and he felt it too. Even his comrades can see him fall in love. He would treat you sweeter than anyone else and randomly giving you a lot of gifts.

Erwin Smith

- He couldn’t believe himself that he would love somebody like you. You’re his total opposite. But as a magnet, he was naturally attacted to you. He tried to deny it but his heart can’t. When your around, he seems happier and feels better so he would try to make you stay with him with whatever reason he could give.

Porco Galliard

- Even tho you’re his bestfriend for like forever, he never felt anything or that’s what he thought so. But when his jealousy kicks in, he just know he lost you just when he accepts that he had been falling in love with you the whole time. You are going to marry another guy that ur family agreed to. He doesn’t know if he should fight for you or just let you go. But he would do whatever that makes you happy. His question is had you also loved him?

Reiner Braun

- He fall in love with someone he shouldn’t. He hates himself for it and he tries everything to make his feelings away. But, he just can’t remain calm whenever he sees you suffering. He at last betrays for you and saved you, that he would do for love.

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Texts Brothers & Dateables Send You [Part 7]

Lucifer: That was the last time you saw me in the maid costume. No more exceptions.

Mammon: If Diavolo asks, I have NO idea where dat old vase is, ‘kay?

Leviathan: Should I grow a beard maybe? TALK TO ME MC I’M BORED 💀

Satan: Of course I’ll take you to that bookshop, sweet girl. I swear you are cuter than a cat.

Asmodeus: Helloooo spa day today! P.S. don’t take your swimsuit, it’s the one with “100% naked” policy 🥰

Beelzebub: Can I take you out tonight? Our team won a match and I want to celebrate with you.

Belphegor: Come back. Now. I don’t mind you drooling on me and I promise I won’t laugh again 😈

Solomon: Yes, I know magic tricks. Ask nicely and I’ll show you 😏

Diavolo: Do trees get sad when the leaves fall off??

Barbatos: MC, sorry for the question but it bothers me a bit. I overhear you referring to me as a “snack”. Do humans really feast on demons or am I misinterpreting something?

Simeon: I feel like going out and looking for inspiration in the wild. Care for a picnic?

Luke: MC, i tried singing to a plant today! I’ll let you know when it blooms!

[leviraaaaaa]

I HC that Levi has the most uncomfortable sleeping position ever. He's stiff as a board, lying straight and face up, not moving one inch through the night and every little sound stirs him awake.

But then he meets you and bro is literally curled up in a ball, literally molded to you, all tucked in cocooned, his blanket covering him from head to toe. He sleeps so well when he's with you, waking him up literally becomes a chore. And when he does wake up, he's doing the biggest, sleepiest stretch, eyes puffed, hair messy and he honestly can't remember his own name.

Well, gotta make up for all the sleepless nights he spent before after all.

Also, I think he used to be hardcore against taking naps. He'd just think it was lazy. But then he finds you, slumping to bed every bit of leisure you get. He watches you as you look so, so comfortable, so soft, so warm and he tries okay, he really tries to not cave in but he's like.

Fuck it.

What is self-respect anyways.

[thatchrollostan]

will Levi Ackerman oppose your desire to have a cat?

.... yes

to him, cats are nothing but a headache. a cat means fur on the carpet, on his clothes, in the air, scratched-up couches and beds, objects knocked off tables. a cat means vacuuming twice, maybe even three times more than usual. it also means dealing with a litter box and its foul smell. he could certainly live more in peace if there were no cat in the house

why would you need a cat?

"they're cute," you'd reason. he’ll scowl in disapproval. is that cuteness really worth the mess, the effort it takes just to keep things clean?

after trying, and failing, to convince that stubborn man, you decide to let go of your desire to have a cat.

until... next week.

he comes home from work with a cat. the exact breed and color you’d been dreaming of. he hands you the cage with a click of his tongue.

“your pleas had been haunting my mind,” he mutters. “so here’s your... creature. just make sure it doesn’t cause too much trouble.”

now, you have two cats in the house

he’s not jealous of it, even if you spend less time with him and more with the new pet. in fact, he seems content seeing you so happy, spoiling the cat with treats, toys, and a fancy scratching post.

Levi also acts like he wants nothing to do with it. he gives it food and water, sure, but he doesn't really pet or touch it, and if he does, he'll wash his hands immediately. but for some reason... the cat seems curious about him. you see him reading a book on the couch when the cat suddenly walks over and rubs its head against his leg. Levi glances down at it, looking disinterested, then lets it curl up and fall asleep on his foot as he quietly continues reading.

later, you spot the cat following him around as he mops the floor. it weaves between his steps, running around the freshly mopped floor, then licks his ankle.

with a sigh, he sets the mop aside. “come here, you little furball,” he mutters, carefully picking up the cat, making sure its fur doesn’t touch his clothes. he puts it to its cage and taps the door twice.

“you’re only allowed out once i’m done. understood?”

the cat lets out a single meow. satisfied, Levi turns back to cleaning.

and on another occasion, when you just finished bathing the cat, you find Levi crouching down next to it, petting its fur with quiet affection.

[zhzrae]

How the Aot men would call their S/O || ❀❦

Characters: Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Jean Kristein, Reiner Braun, Porco Galliard, Zeke Yeager, Levi Ackerman

Warnings: Sfw, Cringe, Writer is young and doing this for fun, I really dont think there is any warnings needed I dont believe the following content is triggering in any way, mentions of freaky Reiner ig?...

Note: I suddently had a brainstorm of ideas and I had to RUN to write this before I forget somethings 😭. Anyways, I really tried to make this as accurate to the characters as possible! But I'm sorry about the unequal amount of writting for each character 😔

Eren Yeager

Babe

• He really isnt a nicknames person, he usually calls you by your name since he can get pretty embarassed about showing PDA, and he also just finds your name pretty.

•But he mostly just calls you babe, simple and cute. Against popular belief, I think Eren is pretty clueless about love, and he is also kind of shy. I cannot invision him saying love or hottie, however babe is something I can easily imagine him calling his S/O dont you think?

Armin Arlert

Beautiful, Honey, Gorgeous

•He loveeeees complimenting you omgg 😭

• Any time he adresses you its always a synonym of pretty or sweet!

• He is SO good at it too, poetically he would find the ways to appreciate you so romantically it makes you feel like the most wanted person ever.

• His always careful of how he adresses you and about how he talks to you, he dosent want you to feel uncomfortable nor unwanted

Jean Kristein

Beautiful, Babe, My love

• It was mentioned he is an artist, I imagine he would also call you his muse and his inspiration and have a sketch book full of beautiful drawings of you

• Analizing how he talked about/ to Mikasa and Historia and the way he complimented them...this man is on god a yearner, would try to seem cool and unbothered but he so isnt, If you where to leave him he would be so desperste for you back.

• He brags about you like crazy, "Me and beautiful are going on a date tomorow so I cant hang our with yalls lonely asses" he would so say that. "Babe...you look stunning, like the woman of my dreams" he thinks his flirty and cool with it

Reiner Braun

Love, Hot stuff, Godess, Seetness, Beautiful

•You CANNOT tell me this isnt very fitting for him lmao, for both of his personalities.

• Referencing how he usted to call Historia, he used to take every chance he got to compliment her in some way or even just thinking about marriying her. HE IS SUCH A YEARNER OMGGG

•He would definetly do the exact same for you but since your official he would worship everything about you, your biggest fan.

• This mf is a pervert lets not lie to ourselves here 😭 Checking out the female titan while being in the middle of a tricky situation, the way he stared at Historia when she took a part of her skirt off, and LITTERALLY SNIFFING THE LETTER SHE WROTE?? Yeah I can bet EVERYTHING on the fact that he is a damn SIMP, WORSHIPPER, YEARNER of his S/O, he would definetly casually call you hottie, sexy and hot stuff.

• That aside I think he would be very sweet too, your the happiest thing in his miserable life and he is very vocal about it.

Porco Galliard

Babe, Pretty face

•Like Eren except he is not that shy lmao

• "You think your pretty face can save ya from this unacceptable behavior huh?" he LOVES to tease.

• If he is angry or in a Bad mood and says something that might come off bad blooded, he adds an appreciative name after it so you know he isnt mad at you, never you.

Zeke Yeager

Dear, Darling

• Its simple, true and affectionate. Type of person to say dear after your name whenever Talking to you.

• Did you ser how he praised pieck? Yeah that definetly you, he would praise you and say stuff like "Thats right darling! " "(Y/N) dear as intelligent as expected" "Darling, you know I Love you,But thats ridiculous" "Ill ser you later My dear"

• Also forgot to add that he loves to use "My (Y/N)" before saying your name, he loves to tease lmao, your blushibg face is everything to him. He likes PDA and he'll get mad If you refuse to kiss him or hug him in public

Levi Ackerman

•Now he is a special case, he wouldnt call you any of those generic nicknames or compliments.

•Looking at how he calls Eren a brat, Hange four eyes and Zeke bearded shit. Then I think he would definetly have a special insult (With love) for you, so depending on your looks or specifuc personality trait, then he would have a specific nickname just for you.

• NEVER, NEVEEEER will you see him say something like the "queen of my heart" or some corny stuff like that. He is NOT vocal about his feelings, he shows you his love by his actions, the only verbal love you'll Get from him is reassurance and comfort whenever your feeling down

[atruewarrior]

In modern!au Levi would be obsessed with saving every existing pic of you in his gallery. He has to get his hands on any photo of yours not taken by him. You post a story? Screenshot, with a simple “send me this later.” You snap a selfie of you both with your phone, he instantly asks that you airdrop it. You take a random pic of yourself while checking your mascara, same. Random videos of your outfits to consult with your friends, he wants them too. Your Snapchat notifications are all, “levi replayed your snap. levi saved your snap in chat. levi saved to camera roll.” He just doesn’t want anything to slip from him. Every expression needs to be saved. Every moment and memory and smile and funny face. And he does go back to them too. More often than he would like to admit though. But you caught him more than once.

[charlotte-84]

Remaining

Levi never liked the term 'family.' It was a word too easily thrown around, stretched to fit anything from blood ties to a makeshift squad, hollowed out until it meant nothing. But somehow, it had found its way into the spaces between you and him — not because of obligation, not because of shared history, but because it was the only word big enough to explain what you had become to each other.

It started years ago when you, a fresh recruit, had looked him in the eye after a particularly bloody mission and said, "You need to eat something, or you'll collapse. I don't care if you’re a captain." He had scoffed, barely giving you a glance, but later that night, when exhaustion kept his body heavy and unmoving on the edge of his bed, he found a plate of food on his desk. Still warm. No note. But he knew it was you. And he ate.

From then on, you just... remained. Not a subordinate in the traditional sense. Not a friend in the casual way. Just a presence that filled in the gaps when no one else dared. When his tea ran out, another tin would appear in his quarters. When he missed sleep for too many nights, you'd pass by and toss an extra blanket onto his chair without a word. You never expected gratitude, and he never gave it. It was an unspoken agreement that neither of you needed to put into words.

You were stubborn in ways that reminded him of himself. Always in the thick of battle, always standing despite the weight on your shoulders. But it wasn’t admiration that tied you together — it was understanding. The first time you had gotten injured, he hadn’t said a thing. Just sat beside your bed, arms crossed, eyes half-lidded, as if watching over you was the most natural thing in the world. And when you woke up, you only said, "Are you seriously standing guard over me? That’s creepy." He smirked, just barely, and left without answering.

The others noticed, of course. They whispered about it, trying to put a name to whatever it was you shared. Some called it camaraderie. Others thought maybe there was something more. But the truth was simpler, yet harder to explain.

One evening, long after the mess hall had emptied, you sat across from him, both nursing cups of tea. Comfortable silence stretched between you. Then, you broke it.

"Do you ever think about what happens after all this? When we’re done fighting?"

Levi exhaled slowly, staring into the swirling liquid. "Not really. No point."

You nodded, considering his answer. Then, with that infuriating nonchalance you always carried, you said, "You should. You’re gonna need someone to keep your grumpy ass in check when we’re old."

He rolled his eyes, but something about the words sat differently in his chest. Because as much as he avoided thinking about a future beyond bloodshed, the idea of it being one where you still existed — where you were still throwing extra blankets at him and forcing him to eat — didn’t seem so bad.

He didn't say anything else, but later that night, when he passed by your quarters, he left a fresh set of bandages by your door. No note. No words. And when you found them the next morning, you didn’t say thank you. Just like he knew you wouldn’t.

And so it continued. Years passed, scars multiplied, and yet, you remained. Through battles, losses, promotions, and sleepless nights, the quiet rhythm between you never wavered. When he grieved, you never told him it would be okay. You just sat beside him, silent, steady. When you were exhausted, he didn’t lecture you — he simply slid a cup of tea into your hands and kept you company.

One day, in the aftermath of yet another battle, as you stitched a wound on his forearm, you said, "If I go first, don’t you dare turn into some bitter old hermit. Find someone else to keep you in line."

Levi scoffed, gaze fixed on the flickering lantern light. "Not happening. No one's stubborn enough to put up with me like you."

You grinned. "Damn right."

For once, he didn’t argue. Because deep down, he knew it was true.

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