#manager levi

[alleviate-ao3]

Manager!Levi x Fem!reader; modern au; corporate setting

minors dni! voyeurism; dirty talk; crude sex; pure filth

“Fucking knew you’d feel this good,” he said, his voice tight and wanton.

You released a high-pitched cry, and it drove him faster, releasing his hold around your neck and pulling his body up, both his hands clasped against your hips, his nails digging crescent moons into your skin. He pulled your body back to meet his thrusts, his eyes pinned on the way he slid in and out of you, his cock wet from your arousal.

“Levi,” you moaned. He buried himself deep. So deep you could feel him in your throat. Your head hung low, and your senses overwhelmed. “Yes, yes, yes Levi.” You were barely able to speak coherent words, your voice high-pitched and so lewd you barely recognized yourself. He gave you no room to breathe, ramming hard and fast. “Oh fuck, fuck.”  

“Fucking love those noises,” he spoke through gritted teeth. “I’ll fuck you all night just to hear you scream my name like that.”

You were sure he wasn’t even aware of the words leaving his mouth. You knew he had a sharp tongue, though you didn’t think it would be so filthy – and fuck if it didn’t turn you on. One of his hands grabbed the back of your hair to pull you up straight, and you gasped, your back colliding with his front, his teeth latching onto the back of your shoulder. You met his gaze on your reflection, your breasts bouncing with the harshness of his thrusts.  

“You had to smile at me,” he breathed against the shell of your ear. “Thought about that mouth of yours for days.” His teeth nipped at the sensitive spot under your earlobe. “How pretty it would look sucking my cock under my desk.”

— we're all alone, ride it on ao3 (Explicit)

[aot-apricity]

LEVI VS EREN'S TEETH ACROSS THE SEASONS

[levisrations]

Dad! Levi: first diaper change

Warnings: pregnancy, birth description (not graphic) Nasty baby poop.

Levi has been practicing for months for this moment. Mentally preparing. The day is here and it’s currently wiggling around in discomfort towards being naked and cold.

Labor was nothing for you, the nurses were surprised how fast your baby boy came considering it was your first birth. You were practically crowning in the car, only reason you were composed (as much as you could) was because Levi was calm. Seeing him immediately get everything that was already packed for the hospital in the car, shoes on, and helped you get in the car with no panicking made things a little easier on you.

Now your baby is here, in need of a diaper change. You’ve been discharged and sent home and while you rest Levi stands before your son who lays on a changing table and is absolutely disgusted by this babys poop. He didn’t expect it to be so dark. He did not read about that in any of the baby books, perhaps he skipped it. Levi panicked a bit but google calmed him down stating it’s very normal.

Levi immediately puts his disgust to the side and starts cleaning.

“Jesus kid, you just got here. Alright, alright no need to get mad I know it’s cold. You’ll be bundled up in no time” Levi says as your baby is squirming and whining. The baby is cleaned and changed, bundled back up in his little onesie and swaddled (Levi is a champ at that). He takes the baby and settles him into one arm while he disposes of the diaper. “$70 for a trash can, isn’t that ridiculous bud? Probably not as ridiculous as the $1200 stroller. That was all me though, only the best for you.”

Levi continues to walk around with your baby in his arms and the baby is asleep, soothed by his father’s voice.

“Happy you’re here bud, hope I can be the best dad you deserve. Your mom is already the best no question there.”

“You wouldn’t believe how happy she was when she learned she was pregnant, and don’t get me started when we learned the gender.” Levi sits in the rocking chair in the corner of the room.

“Can’t just blame her I might’ve bought one too many outfits too” Levi softly rocks the both of them back and forth. He looks down at his peacefully sleeping son and lightly smiles. “Love ya bud, gross poops and all.”

[tophats-tea]

drdt chapter 2 episode 16 spoilers

THE FUCKIGN ELEVATOR SCENE FROM CHAPTER 1 WAS FORESHADOWING

[theysangastheyslew]

This should all be taken with a grain of salt due to translation inaccuracies, but from what I can gather from the latest Q and A, all it says about Hange is that they are estranged from their family, she has some skill in housework but doesn't like to do it, and is the type to fly off somewhere then come home unexpectedly (akin to Eren apparently?).

Soooo basically all stuff we already learned from the character interview from years ago 🙄😒😮‍💨

Edit: Guess it also states in a character blurb that Hange is kind, beautiful, smart, stylish, and gets v embarrassed when being complimented. We been knew but still 😌

[djarinova]

You should take it as a compliment / That I'm talking to everyone here but you (but you, but you)

levi ackerman x gn!reader content - meet cute adjacent, mostly just abit of staring, cigarettes + alcohol mention, modern au words - 900 reputation event masterlist

♡—Everyone's heard of Levi Ackerman and everyone has something to say about him. Is it your imagination, or has something been brewing between the two of you? And if so, how long will the lingering eyes be enough?

You can almost feel his eyes piercing the back of your head. A part of you wants to whirl around, to find where he's watching you from, to walk up to him and introduce yourself properly and formally, to steal him from the droves of boring people he has to speak to.

But you don't. You can't. It wouldn't be proper. Instead, you tap your fingers against the side of your leg and lean closer to the man—what's his name? James, Jeffrey… something with a J, you're certain—in front of you, trying to make out what he's saying. The conversation has been going on far too long, if you can even call it a conversation when you haven't been able to speak a word for the last 10 minutes, and your feet are beginning to ache from standing still so long—shifting your weight back and forth has kept the pain at bay for as long as it could.

He hasn't said a word to you since he arrived, although you're not sure when he would've been able to find the time, as it seems he's the most popular—or hassled—person at the party. You heard the whispers start as soon as he had stepped foot through the door.

“Is that really him?”

“There's no way he actually came!”

“I'm surprised he came alone! Doesn't he usually bring dates to these types of things.”

“I heard he's still close with the founder, y’know, Mr Smith? They've been close since their university days.”

“Mr Ackerm–”

“–evi Ackerman…”

“–Levi Ackerman–”

Of course you'd heard of him—Levi Ackerman—hard to get an invite to a party like this without knowing his name, and the reputation that preceded him. You never heeded the gossip, figured that most of it was born out of some kind of jealousy. But still, it was hard to ignore the eyes following his every move, and the whispers growing louder and louder the more people helped themselves to the complimentary champagne.

You try to keep your focus on mingling with the other party goers. Keep yourself busy with the pleasantries and the somewhat fake niceties, but as the umpteenth middle aged man with whiskey on his breath and unkempt hair attempts to compliment you into working for them—or into going home with them—you find your networking facade begins to slip, and so you excuse yourself from conversation.

You're half way towards the exit door when you find him again. He's stood by the window now, and you can see an unlit cigarette rolling through his fingertips.

Your feet root themselves to the floor for only a moment as you lock eyes with Levi, but it's enough to draw his attention fully away from the men talking to him. It's as though everyone else falls into the peripheral when he looks at you. He raises his eyebrow—an inquiring glance—but all he can do is watch as you scurry towards the coat check booth, your cheeks hot and your heart racing.

You mumble the number on your ticket as you slide the thin piece of paper across the desk, quickly thanking the woman as she hands you your jacket.

It's amazing just how quickly an event can go from easy to something you can't get away from fast enough.

And yet a part of you still wishes you were inside, even as the cool night air hits your face and reminds you that, no, this isn't all you are, there is so much more to your life and your job than these stupid networking parties, you find yourself missing the stuffy, intoxicating party.

Or, maybe more accurately, you miss him—his eyes on you, the soft smiles and the bashful, almost wary, looks from across the room. It's peculiar, you think, that your paths have never directly crossed before—that you and Levi have both attended the same parties, events, meetings, even lunches together numerous times and yet you've never had to speak a word to each other.

You make your way down the stairs, hoping to be able to call a taxi and make a quick getaway before your coworkers realise you're missing. It's quiet outside, empty, you count 7 people between the door and the bottom of the stairs—seemingly most of the party goers decided to take their smoke breaks on the few scattered balconies as opposed to the front of the building.

Only one other person is waiting at the bottom of the stairs, and as you descend closer and closer to him your thoughts are suddenly able to catch up to why your heart is thumping so loudly.

How did he manage to get in front of me?

You blanch at the realisation—you'll have to walk past him to get to where you need to go. Your mind swirls, heat creeps up your neck and you're sure a shiver is threatening to crawl up your spine.

You pause again, just for a moment, as you reach the final step. And Levi looks up at you. Not a small glance, not a discrete look from across the room. He is clearly and unmistakably looking at you, as if for the first time. It's odd, being so close to him, having his undivided attention and knowing that no one is around to interrupt.

You wonder if he can sense your nervousness.

Your eyes flit down to his hands, and you see the still unlit cigarette.

“Care to join me?” He asks.

[stellacaerulea]

There's so much to unpack about this art

Despite being chibis Yexiao manages to look sexier than Zoey of all people

Mercury looks as kickable as always

and so does momo

Loen and Qinyi look straight out of a run-of-the-mill dating game, while Nikki is the protagonist's best friend trying to hook her up with someone

And then there's Lilith

What the fuck are these Lilith

[aphroditaeon]

descent in inverse.

chapter I

You fall for the kindest man you have ever met and marry into his rich, blue-blooded family.

The problem is that the older brother of your husband seems to hate you for no reason.

tags: pining, sexual harassment, infidelity, jealousy, rape/noncon elements, somnophilia, alcoholism, drugging, blackmail, degradation, vaginal sex, stealthing, oral sex, breeding kink, choking, stalking, (there will be a happy ending. wait 45 chapters for it), every character is morally gray, toxic dynamics (and it’s between everyone), plot twists, sadism, slow burn, crime, generational trauma, slight unreliable narrator, the first husband is an OC, the dove is dead and it’s gonna remain buried six feet under

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[alleviate-ao3]

Manager!Levi x Fem reader; modern au; corporate setting

minors dni! voyeurism; spanking; sex

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Levi’s lips parted as he watched with rapt attention, thrill flaring in his blown pupils. “You’re so dirty,” he murmured. His words were followed by a sudden, sharp slap against your ass cheek. A loud cry tore out of your throat, your eyes rolling back in pleasure. You didn’t let go of his fingers, instead, you bit and nibbled, moaning lowly, eyes wide as you looked back at him, tongue sliding from his knuckles and up to the tips. He groaned under his breath. “You like that?”

“Yeah—”

You hissed at the feel of another slap to your ass, arching against his touch as he gently kneaded the bruised area. Your cunt was on fire, crying for attention, your arousal trailing down your inner thighs, so exposed that you could smell the heady fragrance of your cunt. You looked down, catching the curve of his cock, pulsing and beating against the back of your thighs. He was so close, all he had to do was slide into you.

You whined in desperation, swaying your ass to grind against him. Levi hissed at the friction, his hand now curling against your throat, pulling your head to stare back at the reflection on the window. And fuck, if it wasn’t the hottest sight you’d ever seen, with your cheeks puffed pink and your hair untamed, your eyes lidded and lips bruised red, and Levi’s figure behind you, dark strands shadowing his eyes, his skin against yours, his veiny hand looking so hot curled around your throat like this.

“Watch yourself,” he said hoarsely, breathing hotly against your ear. “I know you love it.”

He slid inside of you then. Your mouth fell open, your eyes not leaving the sight of your reflection, reveling in the way he pushed inside of you, the way his body now towered over you, the island’s low height allowing him to do so, the way your breasts smashed against the counter, the way he held you in every possible way, molding your body up and closer to his.

— we're all alone, ride it on ao3 (Explicit)

[emeryhiro]

I'm gonna miss seeing our beautiful Beyblade in action ♡♡

[cnl0400]

Don't you think obey me has enough characters?

Under Read More because it's a bit incoherent and lol. Sorry anon

It's not that I need more characters and more that RAD itself feels empty, I don't really think there's a point in the SF If you know the brothers are going to win anyways, it feels rigged, the brothers are the student council, the "top" but there's nothing to compare them to, because all students are either SC members or exchange students (who have certain "privileges" as mentioned in OGS2, like having easier clases and the like). Only exception to this rule Is Mephistopheles. Idk, you can't really feel how powerful the SC Is If you don't have a point of reference in how the 'lesser demons' act.

There's has been games with fewer characters that make more livid schools, but to do that you have to distribute their roles so It doesn't becomes numbing. Having more than one (in this case, two) perspectives makes things interesing.

Something I have talked before Is how in certain point in S4, Diavolo makes a survey about what the student body thinks about the exchange students. The result are... Really negative. Like, most of the students either don't care or hate the EEs. But why do they hate them? Or why should *we* care about what this faceless crowd thinks of us? What have we done to them to even warrant this response????

Another example, in the lesson from today, Asmodeus being sabotaged in the SF feels so out of nowhere, why did this demon do that in the first place? Just to win? I don't care that this random demon was punished because it feels the equivalent of moving a rock out the way. Obey Me in general would benefit from having some kind of antagonistic force for cases like these.

A good compromise would be like they did today with Blackjack/Red Devil/Nancy and just have them be a textbox (If you are cheap and don't want to invest in background characters) Michael has been like this since the beggining, Queen Rose was a niche character that had certain following when the dame events happened, and every scene with the Butcher in S3 was comedy gold. No mention of characters like Helene, Griselda, etc. So I think you can nail characters like these If you make the effort.

Hell, Mephistopheles before having a sprite had cult following just from chats and mentions in the main story. OG at least used to namedrop demons that existed in-universe, now it's "a demon" everytime something happens.

RAD just feels small, empty, barren, etc. and I have skipped most RAD related events since before Nightbringer was announced, lol

[mossytrashcan]

guys apparently I did so well on my chem group project from hell that my prof was like “if you ever need a recommendation for a job, call me” HELLO??????

[delirious-donna]

Happy Saturday everyone! I hope it’s a good one and as productive as you wish it to be! 🌈

[amywritesthings]

silver underground will update with chapter 15 on friday, august 4th! ✨

[rainofthetwilight]

remembering that one time my math teacher solved this question with a relatively easy solution, and he wanted to say "اسهل من السهل" but instead said "اسهل من الاسهال" 💀💀💀💀💀

[lord-prey]

Let’s goooo

Turns out lighting the lady on fire very much helps

Also I did manage to get that bug of like, a gasoline canister manifesting outta nowhere to happen again.