#obviously after the war he is still levi

[teenitrash]

Post!War Levi who has to get used to moving around in a wheelchair

Post!War Levi who has to learn to rely on others and has to be the one asking for help this time around

Post!War Levi who gets frequent nightmares and bittersweet dreams of the past and has no one to wake up beside

Post!War Levi who finally allows himself to embrace life and live it as best as he can, handing out candy to underprivileged kids and opening up to Gabi and Falco about his mother

Post!War Levi who will never think of the "What ifs" and "What could have beens" as a way of showing that he will never regret the decisions he made

Post!War Levi who wakes up every morning, promising to live on and keep the memories of those who didn't make it alive as one of the last few surviving members of the Survey Corps

Post!War Levi, my tragically sad man.

[eve209]

~Your beautiful baby~

LEVI ACKERMAN X TOP MALE READER

!WARNINGS!- Fluff, soft but rough sex, comfort, pet names, semi-riding??, crying (outside of sex), and age gap (your 29, Levi’s 36)

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Levi hated it. He hated everything. After the war, he was pretty obviously roughed up. Losing his ability to walk, several scars across his face, and missing both the index and middle fingers on his right hand was pretty bad for a strong soldier like him.

He hated it…he hated that he needed help with pretty much everything now. He hated that he had to call out your name for everything. Don’t get me wrong, he loves you…so so much but he feels like he’s taking your life away from you. No matter how many time you tell him that he isn’t he wouldn’t listen.

“Come on baby, let’s go take a showe” you said, walking over and picking him up your guys bed. “Put me down you brat….” He said, mad again, “I wanna do it myself.”

You sigh and continue walking to the bathroom, “Put me down damn it!” He says. Fuck, why does he have to be so difficult? “Baby no, let me wash you and we can go to bed.” You say as you look down at him with a sad face.

You hear sniffing and small little whimpers coming from levi. You at him, your eyes widen, “baby…why are you crying?” You say in a worried voice. “I-I hate y-you…” he says in a whisper. You sit him down on the bed and ask him, “why baby, what’s wrong?”. It’s not everyday that you see thee Levi Ackerman cry. And you were scared. Shitless.

“I-I fucking h-hate you...” He says looking at you. Is he actually crying? Ok now you were scared cause what the fuck. You don’t know what to do, so you hug his waist and squeeze him tight, whispering, “tell me baby…what’s wrong?”

“P-please go….i want you to g-go…”. You look at him, grabbing his cheeks with one hand to make him look at you and ask, “why baby? talk to me. Why are you crying?”. Levi calms down, looks at you and starts to say, “I want you to leave me…I want you to live the new life everyone fought for…”.

You sigh and look up at him, rolling your eyes before saying, “Y’know I’m not going to do that, right? No matter what you say I’m not going.” You look at him again and rub the sides of his waist before adding on, “Tell me, what’s goin on in that sweet mind of yours?”

He sighs, wraps his arms around your neck, and kisses your forehead before saying, “I want you to go live..I’m taking your life away from you and I want you to experience the new things that were brought to us, I hate that I can’t go one second without you…and I know you didn’t wanna be a care taker when you signed up for this relationship.” He says, squeezing his arms around your neck more. “I hate that I can’t do anything for you or without you…I can’t change my clothes, I can’t take a shower, I can’t eat most of the time and I can’t do anything for you during sex..”

You giggle and burry your face in his neck, “what do you not like about sex? And I thought you liked taking showers with me….” You say fake frowning and looking up at Levi.

He hits your head, rolls his eyes and rests his cheek on your head before saying, “I do like taking showers with you but I know you wanna have some privacy sometimes…and I hate just laying there and not doing anything to pleasure you during….sex”

You laugh and squeeze Levi more but still gentle, “You give me more pleasure than you like hunny..” Levi frowns and looks at you while combing through your hair “Stop lying you brat” he saying kissing your forehead again.

“I’m not! Swear, you make me feel amazing and I’m happy with what we do, but if you’re not we can try something new…” You say, looking up at him.

Levi widens his eyes and blushes but tries to act normal, flicking your forehead and whispering, “You’re an idiot…”

“Come onnnnn…tell me~” you say smirking at him and sliding your hands up and down on the sides of his tummy. “What? Do you wanna ride me or something?”

Levi rolls his eyes and looks away with an annoyed look and a blush on his face. “Pfffff, wait did I guess it?” You say laughing and smiling at Levi looking away.

“Yeah” he said looking at you then turning away again. “So let’s do it!” You say, still on your knees next to the bed, looking at him with your arms on each side of your thighs and hands on his waist.

“H-huh, but how, I have no strength in my legs so I’ll have to use my arms which would take forever..” he says, looking down at you, a little bit of worry in his eyes.

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you a little bit.” You say moving the hair out of his face and kissing his lips. He moaned quietly as you pick him up and lay him on your lap as you lay on your back on the soft bed. Gripping his thighs as he holds your face roughly making out with you.

Levi breaks the kiss, looking at your eyes and waiting for what you want him to do. You catch your breath before asking, “Can I take off your pants baby? I wanna prep you first so it doesn’t hurt…” As you ask the question, you slowly rub circles on Levi’s waist to make him comfortable.

“Y-yeah that’s…fine” Levi says kissing you again, placing his small arms in between both of your guys chest. You close your eyes start to make out with him again, picking his bottom up to take off his pants and boxers. You blindly reach over to get the lube in the drawer and squirt some in your palm before squeezing Levi’s butt with the other hand.

“You ready?” You whisper into Levi’s ear, rubbing his back gently with the hand that was on his butt. “F-fuck, yeah I’m ready..” Levi says, giving you one last kiss before laying his face on your chest. You smile and gently slide two of your fingers in Levi’s ass. Levi whines louder, gripping on the white dress shirt you were still wearing. All Levi could think about was why the hell were your fingers so long and thick…

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After a couple of minutes of moaning, rough make outs, and a shit ton of fingering, you pull away from Levi’s mouth and whisper to his lips, “You think you’re ready baby?”. Levi nods, catching his breath before grabbing your face with two hands again and sharing a quick kiss before saying, “After your done putting your dick in my stomach, I do all the work got it?” You blush and nod before whispering, “Got it…”

He smirking and unbuttons your pants just for your dick to come out and starts to jerk you off slowly, “Already hard, huh?” He says chuckling. You bite your lip and lean your head back and immediately bringing it back up, just to see him grab the lube, putting a lot of the cold liquid on your dick before looking up at you with his tilted head, “what?” He says, confused on why you have been staring at him for the past 3 minutes…

“Nothing….you just look really pretty right now.” You say, smirking and rubbing the sides of his waist. “Shut up before I punch you in the balls.” He says, turning his annoyed face on but still not hiding his blush. You laugh and apologize before kissing his hand and telling him to continue.

Levi sighs and places his hands on your ab area while arching his back, looking down at you, and biting his lip. Honestly, He was thinking the same about you, he liked you under him a little more now that he thinks about it.

Levi leaves his right hand on your stomach, pushing his body up with all his strength and reaches behind him to grab your dick and sliding only your tip inside him. “S-shit…why the fuck do you keep growing your damn dick you brat?” Levi saying before taking a deep breath and sliding himself all the way damn on you. You chuckle as you observe Levi’s movements. God he’s gonna be the death of you, his body is so…elegant and beautiful you just can’t keep your eyes away from him. As he moves one of his arms to tuck his bangs behind his ear, you can see the bulge from his stomach. The whole outline of your dick was on display and it’s turning you on, a lottttt.

“I’m g-gonna move, got it big boy?” Levi says looking up at you, and using all his strength from his arms and slamming down on your cock.

You moan and throw your head back, “fuck baby c-calm down..” you say slightly grabbing his waist and taking some of his weight off to help him move better. Levi smirking at your reaction and starts to go faster. Bouncing on your cock like it’s the last time he ever will….moaning your name and kissing your forehead when he’s close enough too.

After what felt like forever, he slows down and places his hands on your own that was on his waist, looking up to you and saying “I’m t-tried…help me..” You smirk and start to move him up and down on your dick, making him slightly arch his back to hit his good spot…

“Fuck! G-good Boy (M/n)!….good b-boy..” he says, grabbing your waist and biting your lip to slide his tongue in. He moans, squeezing your shoulder to tell you he’s close and you get the signal, going faster. “G-god…cum inside me, o-ok?” He says kissing you in between words. “K baby…I will I promise..” you said grabbing his dick and jerking him off.

“S-Shit! Fuck I’m gonna cum! Please..~!” Levi said, trying to catch his breath before jumping on you harder. In a few seconds, Levi moans loud as hell and throws his head back, coming on both of your guys stomachs. You curse and slam his ass on you one more time before coming inside of him….

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He falls on your chest, breathing heavily as his legs shake. You bite your lip, throwing your head back and rubbing Levi’s back up and down. “You did good sweetheart…” you said, while pulling his body up more to hug his waist. He stuffs his face in your hair and kisses your head before whispering, “thank you…y-you too..”

You smile and kiss his collarbone before saying,

“i love you..” as you drift into sleep, to tried to clean up.

Levi squeezes your head and kisses you again before whispering, “I love you more baby…” as he drifts off to sleep as well. Feeling more safe than he’s ever been…in your arms.

[levisrations]

Post war Levi needing to take a shower after getting home from the hospital and you put a stool in the shower and he shoots you a glare and you’re just “What? You can’t stand up on your own! Don’t give me that look!” He’s still shooting you a glare. “You want me to get in with you or something?” Now he’s blushing and grumpy. “Maybe” he grumbles but you didn’t hear it. Honestly you might as well get in you don’t leave him alone in the bathroom for the first few weeks until he’s more healed and stronger. Even if he has things to hold unto and doesn’t have to stand it still makes you nervous he might slip so you stay while he showers, looking away obviously. At some point he just gets annoyed with you trying so hard not to look that he just says you can look. Not long before you take showers together. But they’re completely innocent and sweet believe it or not. Not that you don’t find each other attractive it’s just not the time to take those steps. You’re both comfortable with how things are right now, people even refer to Levi as your husband and you as his wife all the time that you just stopped correcting them. Neither of you know you do that. In time it’ll be real though.

[woooyeahbaby]

post war levi with his doctor or nurse pls 👀

ABSOLUTELY coming right up.

warnings : gender neutral reader, 18+, handjob, very brief blowjob, reader is a swallower🗣️, patient/nurse dynamic obviously, slow-ish? and i feel like there’s not much smut sorry, lmk if any other warnings are needed! (oh also maybe me not being too specific with levi’s injuries cuz i kinda forgot them…)

a/n : i will get to my other levi rqs eventually.. admittedly this is my most recent one 😭 i’m not unmotivated, like i said i am out of writers block, i’ve just been tired and trying to focus on my relationships irl :)

oh also this is my first time writing smut in FOREVER😭

it was about time to check on captain levi again, realizing you’d spent quite a bit of time focusing on other patients. you felt bad, seeing as so much had happened all within that short amount of time.. the explosion, and then immediately after, the rumbling? you had to admit, levi is a strong man. seeing him so beat up hurt a little, despite not knowing him well.

you tap on the curtain surrounding his hospital bed a few times, quietly saying his name to ask for permission to enter the.. room. it’s hard to call it a room when it’s made of thin, floral printed fabric sheets hanging from the ceiling.

“come in.” his rough voice answers, and you hear him shifting to sit up straight in the bed.

“hi, captain levi. how’re you doing on pain at the moment? need anything?” you question, fixing the curtain behind you as you came closer to his bed, gently placing a hand on his ankle.

you definitely see him wince at the touch, but he doesn’t seem pained, perhaps just surprised. well, not many people would be brave enough to lay a hand on captain levi ackerman…

“i’m fine. and you don’t really have to call me captain. only the scouts do.” he waves his hand slightly off his lap, shaking his head.

“i do it out of respect, not because i feel obligated.” you smile softly at him, then shift your gaze to his more severely injured leg. “may i touch your leg?”

“..yeah, go ahead.” hearing that you have that level of respect for him made him feel something. not embarrassment, or pride, but something else he couldn’t quite grasp.

you gently feel his other ankle, pressing on it while your eyes stayed on his face as to check for any signs of pain. you carefully roll his ankle around, earning a grunt from the man.

“sorry. is it any better, or has it hurt the same amount since?” your hands now rest on his calf as you question him.

“it’s getting better. it’s fine, continue.” he clears his throat, his eyes — or, well, eye — never leaving your hands.

you nod, now pressing along his calf, still watching his face for signs of pain. this seemed to hurt more, seeing as he scrunched his nose, his eye narrowing.

“same question.” instead of standing at the end of his bed, you move up to the side, one hand still at his calf and the other at his knee.

“getting better. the doctor said it isn’t broken, just the bone is bruised pretty bad. don’t worry about it.” he seems a bit worried. “you.. don’t need to feel further than that. my upper leg is fine.”

“captain levi, you can’t tell me not to worry about it, i’m a nurse. i have to worry about every detail of these injuries.” you laugh softly. “and hey, didn’t the doctor say you pulled something in your thigh? of course i have to feel it. don’t worry, i won’t do anything other than see how much you’ve healed.”

“well—! i don’t think i pulled anything, i.. he did say that. but it’s better. i can say that right now.” it’s a strange sight to see captain levi flustered… but not an unpleasant one.

all you do is roll your eyes at his efforts to get you to leave it alone. as to not make it more difficult for him, you make it slow, but little do you know, that only makes it harder. in more ways than one.

at a particular spot on his upper thigh, he gasps, his muscles tensing under your touch. you rest your hands there, not pressing any further.

“and you said you’re fine?” you raise an eyebrow, seeing that he just contradicted himself.

“i am, i really am. it’s just.. i’m not used to people touching me. especially not.. in such a.. spot.” he cringes at himself, finally looking away as to hide his embarrassment.

“wh— ohh. in a bad way? is it uncomfortable?” you furrow your eyebrows now, genuinely curious as you didn’t want to offend him.

his lips press into a thin line as he shakes his head, his gaze returning to you, and then your hands.

“quite the opposite.” levi sighs, running a hand through his hair.

“then what’s the issue?” tilting your head at him out of pure confusion, you see him almost smile for a split second.

“it’s.. a little too comfortable.” he chuckles at himself, looking away once again.

it takes a moment for you to put 2 and 2 together, but once you realize what he means you can’t help but gasp. however.. your hands don’t move from his thigh.

“do you.. know what nurses are for, captain levi?” your voice is quieter now, your eyes unable to meet his out of pure shyness. “we’re here to help. so.. would you like for me to help you?”

you hear his breath catch in his throat at your offer, as he certainly expected you to he disgusted, or at least ignore what he said. but no.. you offered to help him. he felt ashamed, but.. how could he refuse?

“yes. yes please.” levi nods eagerly, his hands moving to the button of his pants before you stop him.

“let me.” you undo the button for him, unzipping the fly as well.

you assist him in lifting his hips up so you can pull his pants down just enough so they’re down to his thighs. they’re a little bruised, but you look past that and see the sheer muscle in them. you can’t believe you got to touch them. and you only get to touch more of him with what you’re doing…

making eye contact with him for a moment as to ask for permission to remove his boxers, he nods again, a slightly pink tint to his cheeks now. you look back down, slowly running a hand over his hard-on before hooking a finger in the grey material, pulling them until you could see every inch of his cock.

“i can’t do much other than use my hands, that’s okay, right?” you whisper, fearing being caught by another patient nearby or even another nurse or doctor.

levi simply nods, his breathing getting heavier with each movement you make. you spit onto your hand, then return it to his crotch. you run it up and down, causing him to cover his mouth with his own hand. you still hear his gasps, and a few groans trying to escape.

each time you reach the tip, his hips buck slightly, though not so much as he would feel pain due to his leg injuries. he must’ve really needed this, especially since he asked it of someone he barely knew outside of a few conversations here and there as they were only dropping off pain meds, or changing bandages.. it seemed very out of character, even to you.

he was already leaking pre-cum, quite a lot of it, at that. you had to admit, for a man as attractive as him, it was hard to believe he never got any action. of course, you aren’t his first, but he still probably hadn’t had something like this happen. that much was obvious, with how shy he seemed, and how fast he seems to be getting close.

levi removes his hand from his mouth, now clutching the sheets below him with it. “close, so close,” he whispers, clearly struggling to keep quiet.

you look around for something for him to release onto, but there was nothing quite convenient enough. so.. next best thing?

you bend over, placing only the tip in your mouth, continuing the fast movement of your hand as you slowly swirl your tongue around him. he sighs loudly, his hand quickly returning to his mouth as he coats the inside of your mouth with his cum. there was a lot to swallow, but you weren’t one to complain, really, especially not when it’s captain levi ackerman.

you pull away, licking your lips swiftly and wiping your hand on a paper towel in the corner of the room. wait a second, where were those when— ah, what’s done is done… you think, rolling your eyes at yourself for not realizing those only a few seconds earlier…

when you turn back around, levi’s face is beet red, his pants already up and buttoned. his breathing is still unsteady, as to be expected…

“thank you.” he mumbles, and you swear you see a tear run down his cheek.

“um.. anytime.” you laugh softly. “need anything else?”

“i’m.. i’m alright for now.” he replies quietly, shaking his head and placing his hands in his lap. “i might need help again tomorrow, though.”

“well, i’m here every day. i’ll check on you again soon.” and with that, you leave, unsure of whether to feel shameful and embarrassed, or extremely proud that you just made the captain levi cum.

(if you liked this then my requests are very much open!)

[violentvaleska]

𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆

ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ʟᴇᴠɪ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪs ᴀ sᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟɪsᴛ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ғɪᴇʟᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴄᴀʀᴇ ��ғ ᴡᴀʀ ᴠᴇᴛᴇʀᴀɴs. ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ᴀʀᴍɪɴs ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀɴs ғᴏʀ ʜɪs ғᴏʀᴍᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ʟᴇᴀᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ʜɪʀᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴀs ᴀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴀᴋᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ʜᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ɴᴜʀsᴇ.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: sᴍᴜᴛ, sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴛᴇɴsɪᴏɴ, ᴄᴜʀsɪɴɢ, sᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀs

ᴀ/ɴ: ᴛʜɪs ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴘᴏsᴛ ᴡᴀʀ...sᴏ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴇᴛ sᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʏᴇʟʟ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ! ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴀʀɴᴇᴅ

The life after war was almost like the life before. Peaceful and quiet. You were eighteen when the titans attacked for the first time, twenty-three when everything stopped. You're now in your mid-twenties, working as a caretaker for veterans in a nursing home specified for the military, trying to help both; Marley's and Eldian's. The prejudice still cutting a line between the two nations, but it's obviously gotten better. 

You were taking care of an invalid woman, when a man with blonde hair and sky-blue eyes approached you. He wore a military uniform and had a warm smile on his young-looking face. You're not surprised to see military people on a daily basis, after all you work for them. Being approached by a high ranked one was different though.

"My name is Armin Arlert. You must be Miss (Y/L/N), correct?" You nodded your head, not daring to leave the woman's side. 

"Good, you've been recommended to me by your supervisor Mrs. Mayer. I'd be happy to announce that you will be deported to personal caretaking by next week." Gulping, you looked at him with surprise. 

"Personal caretaking? May I ask who my patient will be?" You asked out of curiosity. Armin only smiled, a sad one, and shook his head. 

"This will be discussed further next week. I'll join you to meet him. Mrs. Meyer will let you know more about the exact date and location. It was nice to meet you." 

The whole situation left you nervous the following days and it wasn't until you sat in an automobile (for the first time in your life) on your way to Marley that you relaxed a little bit. 

Looking at Commander Armin with a raised brow, you brush over your skirt, flattening it. 

"Captain Levi Ackerman? Isn't he humanities strongest-" you get interrupted by his sorrowful voice. 

"He was humanity's strongest." He explains quickly, glancing out of the window in a haze. 

"Two former Marley warriors take care of him now. It wasn't a problem until recently though. He got more-" he trails off looking for the right words.

"He needs someone experienced in the field." Mrs. Mayer suggests, looking at you with a meaningful gaze. 

"Yes." Armin breaths, the sadness not leaving him. 

"The kids are great. But they wrote me a letter a while ago. Explaining that they've reached their limits with him." Swallowing you nod your head, understanding the situation. 

"How bad is his condition." You dare to ask, but this time you look at your supervisor, not wanting to pressure the Commander.

"I was told by our former Commander Hange Zoë that Levi was caught in an explosion, losing sight of his right eye and two of his fingers on his right hand. While we fought against Eren, he saved one of us. Unfortunately, a titan damaged his leg permanently, leaving him basically wheelchaired." He explains and you can't help but to notice that he is a bit hesitant. 

"Anything else I need to know?" You try to be polite, hoping to not come across as rude. 

"His mental condition is a bit-" Now that even your supervisor Mrs. Mayer struggles to find the right words to describe the Captain’s situation, you can't help but to feel a bit scared again. 

"He's overwhelmed with the fact that he is dependent on someone else. The Captain has always been a bit grumpy and mean but recently he's been depressed, making Gabi and Falco unable to help him." You form your lips into an "o" form, seeing the situation in another light now. 

"I understand. I'll make sure to keep that in mind." You promise, smiling at Commander Armin with reassurance.

Armin knocks at the fine wooden door, his posture anything but relaxed. Hearing footsteps emerging you straighten your posture and patiently wait for the person behind the door to open it. In front of the three of you appears a girl in her teens with brown hair and eyes, a tired expression on her young features.

"Commander." She greets, a small smile appears on her thin lips. 

"Gabi." He softly smiles back, allowing himself into the suburban house. You follow him, running your eyes around the small entry hall. Everything appears to be clean, no sign of dust or clutter. 

"Thank God you are here." She whispers, eying you and Mrs. Mayer with hope. 

"I swear Commander he is-" A raspy voice coming from one of the rooms breaks her hushed tone, making her noticeably shudder.

"Who is this Gabi? Who are you talking to?" For a moment Armin closes his eyes, letting out a heavy breath. 

"It's just me, Captain Levi." The blonde walks straight up to the room where the grumpy voice came from, making you follow him hesitantly. Your body is tense, as you nervously appear in the door frame, right behind the Commander. In the middle of the living room is a man, his rather small body placed in a wheelchair. 'This is him.' You think and meet his eyes, your lips turning upwards into a polite smile. 

"Who's your company?" Levi asks in clear disinterest, eyeing you with suspicion.

"This is Miss (Y/L/N) and her supervisor Mrs. Mayer. Miss (Y/L/N) works for the care-program. I ordered her here to-" the low chuckle of the former Captain makes Armin stop, eyes wide with fear. Seeing the Commander's reaction to a former soldier's laugh, makes you wonder how the Captain treated his companions back in the day. 

"Let me guess. She's here to take care of me, isn't she?" Levi asks, mockingly gesturing at you. 

"Well- yes." Armin scratches the back of his head, grinning uncomfortably. 

"Then that's a no." Levi decides with confidence, crossing his arms with a pout. You didn't know that the Captain wasn't aware of you coming, making you feel awkward and like an intruder in his home. Getting a grip of himself, Armin Arlert gives him an annoyed look. 

"This was an order. Not a suggestion." At this Levi expression turns sour, bitter. 

"You singing high tones now, Arlert? Remember who saved your burned ass a few years ago." The unbearable tension makes you feel sick to the stomach, and you shift around, trying to make yourself more comfortable. 

"I'm aware and grateful, Captain. But Gabi und Falco are no longer able to tend to your needs." Levi's good eye moves to the brown-haired girl, giving her the 'you'll regret that' look. Gabi looks to the ground in shame, a nervous grin plastered on her face. 

"Oh! And I'm sure she can tend to my needs then." He speaks, arrogance directed at both you and Armin. 

"She's good in her field Captain Levi-" 

"Damn it, stop calling me Captain, Arlert." 

"-She will help you clean and cook. Miss (Y/L/N), don't you want to introduce yourself." All eyes land on you, like a deer caught up in headlights. 

"Good morning Mr. Ackerman. My name is (Y/N) (YL//N) and I'd be honored to help you around your home whenever needed." You try to hold your nervous smile upward while he looks at you with judgment.

"So, you're a housemaid?" Being caught off guard for a second, your supervisor comes to your rescue. 

"No. She is a trained caretaker and has a great range of medical and pharmaceutical knowledge. She's better than your ordinary maid Mr. Ackerman." Your cheeks redden as his steel-colored orbs lands on you again, observing you. 

"Fine. She can stay and assist Gabi and Falco." At that Armin let's out a noticeable sight, the soft smile returning on his rosy cheeks. 

"Happy to have found an agreement Captain-"

"Only Levi." 

"-Levi." 

The first week has been nothing but horrible. You can see why the kids are clearly overwhelmed with situation, your help only smoothing it a little. Levi Ackerman has been rude and cold towards you, snarky remarks and dark jokes following you around the house. He seems to be born with a natural authority and insomnia. In this entire week you have only seen him sleep once. You even thought that he was dead, his body crouched down on his wheelchair, his chest flatly falling and rising. 

"Should we bring him to his room?" You whispered to Falco who only shook his head. 

"No. He never sleeps in there." 

The next thing you noticed was his obsession with cleanliness; everything had to be perfectly neat. It was your main duty, cleaning, doing the laundry and ironing it after. Everything had to be up to his standards, and they were high. He took joy in cleaning too though, trying his best every day. You noticed that he trained a lot too, using a cane instead of a wheelchair or (trying) doing pushups. Other days he would only lay on his bed not doing anything but stare on the blank wall. It was then you realized that Levi mentally still relieves the war, that he is traumatized.

Right now you prepare the breakfast table for tomorrow, putting clean china on the round wood. Falco and Gabi are already fast asleep, exhausted from school and tending to Captain Levi. He only lets the kids help him, not letting you near him in any way. You already wrote Mrs. Mayer a letter, explaining your current situation. Her answer was quick and disappointing. "Keep up. You managed worse." Levi was right, you are nothing more than a maid in this household. So you wrote Commander Armin next, only receiving the same answer.

"Oi, brat." A harsh voice breaks your thoughts making you look to Mr. Ackerman. He leans against his cane for support, his usual bored expression covering his true emotions.

"A little help would be nice." He gestures at his tea can, his struggling obvious. You feel embarrassed that you were too deep in thoughts to notice him. You mumble a quick apology, rushing to his side. By now you know how he likes his black tea; the water shouldn't boil anymore, and the tea shouldn't brew for too long. The two of you stay beside each other in silence, preparing everything for his tea. After it is ready to stir, you notice his cold stare on your form, his steel-colored eye catches yours. His other one appears to be milky, a scar tearing his fine skin. 

"Could you do me a favor?" The question catches you off guard and you wonder if there might be a catch.

"Of course." You decide on a simple answer, awaiting his favor patiently. 

"My knee has been hurting like shit lately. Could you-" he rasps, avoiding your gaze. 

"Could you give me a massage?" Surprised you smile at him, finally feeling appreciated as a caretaker and not a housewife by him. 

"Of course, Mr. Ackerman." You joyfully reply, offering him to take a seat at the dining table. 

You carefully move his leg up, placing it on your lap. 

"Is the pain constant? Or random at times?" You question, placing your palm carefully on his hurting knee. 

"Random. I can tell that the muscles are affected most of the time though. They never fully healed." You move your hand over his hurt muscles, a small groan escaping him in the process. He fletches his teeth, pained face looking at you accusingly.

"Sorry." You breathe out, stopping your movement instantly. 

"I don't really know where to massage it. With your leg being covered, you know?" You explain carefully, hoping he understands. Levi rolls his eyes and after a few seconds starts to fiddle with his belt and pants. Being used to nudity, you don't particularly feel uncomfortable, only seeing this situation as a matter of treating your patient well and so does Levi. 

"Alright. Can't have you destroy it even more." He simply comments and pulls his pants down, neatly picking it up from the floor to fold it. Perfectionism. He simply rests his leg back on your lap, allowing you to continue. Scars line up his skin and you notice that it appears to be a bit deformed. No wonder he is in pain while walking with a cane. Your eyes follow your movements, your fingers carefully brushing over his scars. They've healed nicely. When your hands slowly start to knead his muscles, sounds escape him that make your cheeks flush. You look up, noticing how his body relaxes against the chair, eyes squeezed shut. 

"Hm. You're not bad at this." He admits, body relaxing under your touch, while you give him a small smile. 

"It's my job Mr. Ackerman." At that he only clicks his tongue, opening his eyes to meet yours. Though they might seem emotionless, there clearly is more behind them. 

"You could do your job more often then." Biting your tongue, you try not to reply something rude. 

"If that would please you." A cold smile tugged on your lip, you continue your wonders, making him lean back even more. You notice that the muscles on his tights seem sore too and you slowly make your way up his knee. He blinks at you, eyes dark and wide. If he's bothered, he doesn't let you know, observing your every touch. His skin, warm and soft, feels quite nice against your hands and you can tell that he takes good care of his body. After another minute you pause, relaxing your fingers a little. 

"Can you do that to my back too?" 

Days later you have found quite the nice routine: wake up, prepare breakfast, go to the market, clean, prepare lunch, clean, read, prepare dinner, clean, give Levi a massage and go to sleep. With him everything is about cleaning. Today you started to take notice of his changing behavior. He's not as tense anymore, keeps you company at the market and started to meet old comrades again. Happy about this, you smile, while your fingers dance over his back. For the first time since your arrival, he decided to occupy his bed, making you sit at his side, right at his laying form. His eyes are partly closed, cloudy orbs looking at you with interest. 

"You look pretty." He whispers, his words catching you by surprise. You stop, giving him a shocked look. 

"What?" The whisper barely leaves your lips and you're surprised that he heard you in the first place. 

"You heard me." He states, closing his eyes again, like nothing just happened. 

"Thank you. You look pretty too." You can't help but to smile, relaxing your fingers at his bare skin. 

"Don't mock me." He groans, his muscles flexing under your touch. 

"I'm not." It's true, to you he looks beautiful. His hair feels like silk, his skin so soft and pure. The scars do nothing to his flawless looks. 

"Whatever." Levi noticeably flinches, his gaze on his hand with the missing fingers. His condition truly is pitiful, so much Armin Arlert talked to you about it with a lowered head. 

"He was humanity's strongest." He told you, his small smile falling from his lips.

"I was told by our Commander Hange Zoë that Levi was caught in an explosion, losing sight of his right eye and two of his fingers on his right hand. While we fought against Eren, he saved one of us. Unfortunately, a titan damaged his leg permanently, leaving him basically wheel chaired." 

You knew what was coming from the beginning, you knew about his disabilities, but they never bothered you. In fact, his personality was more off putting than his wounds. Though, things got better between the two of you and you feel more comfortable in his imitating presence. You don't dare to speak, giving him time and enough room to relax in your presence. While your thoughts swing unresolved in your head, your hands seemingly move on their own gently brushing down his spine and back up to his head. A soft purre escapes his lips, ripping you from your own world. His grey eyes are looking back up at you, heavy breathes tingling your hand.

"Tease." He whispers, leaning into your touch, making you shrink back, surprised at his reaction. 

"You are so perfect, aren't you?" Levi's tone is mocking, the expression on his cracked porcelain face void of any emotion. 

"Always in those clean, ironed dresses. You make perfect tea, and you are clean. Pretty too, you have magical hands." He appears to be in a trance, glaring at you with hunger.

"Armin must have send you to seduce me, didn’t he? To keep me nice and quiet." 

'Great' you think 'he's suspicious of me.' He slowly retreats his body from the back, turning into a sitting position. 

"He did not. Commander Armin has only your best health in interest." At least that's what he told you, what you believe in. Levi mutters a disapproving "Tsk." under his breath and catches your chin in between the fingers of his left hand. Your heart jumps at the touch, beating against your rib cage rapidly. 

"Are you here to please me?" It's not the first time that he caught you off guard and certainly won't be last, but this question almost seems sad, desperate even. 

"Please you? I'm here to take care of you Sir." You state, not moving in his grasp. 

"Taking care, hm? What would you do to make me feel better?" His body closes in, his warmth and scent making you feel dizzy. 

"Everything you are in need of." You stutter, harshly closing your lids, as his fingers brush over your lips. Butterflies tingle your gut, making you wonder if it is the sudden adrenaline or something more intense. 

"You know it's been a while since I had a woman touch me that way. And while it did its medical wonders, it did wake something inside of me that I buried a long time ago." You whimper, fingers squeezing your chin. 

"Many soldiers and warriors did so. Armin most likely too. He of all people would know the desperation of a touch starved man." You open your eyes, as his hands move to the collar of your dress, pulling you flatly against him. He appears to be more aggressive now, his eyes blown wide with madness. 

"I am sorry for giving you the assumption of seducing you Sir. But I'm only here to do my duty, which is taking care of war veterans." You quietly murmur, gripping his wrists for support. You don't like the way he mistreats you; abusing the power he has a former Captain. He doesn't seem to care about your words, only glaring at you.

"You don't fool me." Levi shakes his head, voice raspy as he observes you. 

"You are like one of those poisonous plants I found outside of the walls on Paradis. Your petals are beautiful." He leans in more, lips barely touching yours. Closing your eyes again, you try to enjoy his closeness, his touch and new behavior. Your hurt nearly breaks through your chest, after it stopped beating just moments ago when his lips brushed yours. 

"But your touch and silver tongue are oh so toxic." He whispers, softly nibbling at your lip, his hands still clawing at you. 

"I'll give you something to write to Armin and your supervisor about." He knows that you exchanged letters with them, which made Jim probably even more suspicious about you. That and his body's reaction to you. While you do understand his confusion with the situation, you are way too overwhelmed to think about it now. 

His lips catch yours in an hungry attack, while his hands roam from your collar to the buttons of your dress, ripping them open. Being exposed to him and the cool air leaves you in shock and you awkwardly push him away from you. 

"Wait." You begg, holding his flexed arms in a tight grip. 

"This is not right Mr. Ackerman. Please believe me, I have no interest in seducing you, no-" A moan escapes you as his hand squeezes your breast, while his mouth moves closes around the nipple of your other one. Your faces takes the color of cherries and your rapid breath is concerning to you. Levi plays you like an instrument, making your lips leave sounds you didn't know you were able to make. 

"Torture, isn't it? It's how I've felt ever since you barged into my life." He comments, teasingly returning to suck and bite on your sensitive skin, while he leads your body down onto the soft sheets. You move underneath him, giving in to your foolish desires. 

He struggles to undress the both of you, his right hand barely able to do so. His frustration is obvious, which is why you decide to take matters into your own hands. Your legs around his hips, you turn the two of you, placing yourself over him. He seems surprised, blinking at you with astonishment. 

"Let me take care of you." You whisper at his ear, softly nibbling at his neck. Groaning, he nods his head in appreciation, letting you take the lead. You carefully open his dress shirt, revealing his defined chest and stomach. Muscles and scars litter his pale, creamy skin and you can't help yourself but to trace the dips of your fingers over it. 

The sudden sensation makes your heartbeat even faster. "You make me feel dizzy." You admit, staring deeply into his eyes, as if hypnotizing him. His gaze turns distant, as if lost in thought. The expression of longing on his face causes a lump to form in your throat. He leans forward and brushes the hair out of your face, while his eyes travel back up to meet yours. His kiss is slow and passionate. Your tongue meets his, exploring every inch of his mouth. His hands roam all over your back, as he caresses your curves. The sound of fabric tearing fills the air and you pull away slightly, noticing how he roughly freed you from your clothes.

You gasp for breath, looking down at your naked bodies. His dark eyes are full of passion while you wonder what he is thinking, while the heat rises between you. The desire inside your belly intensifies, making the need to be closer to him grow. You want to touch every part of him, to feel him.  He is hard under your fingertips and a small whimper escapes your mouth at the feeling. Levi's eyes narrow at your actions, making him press his lips against your neck, sucking and biting it. The noises coming from you only intensify, as you grind against him. His hands slowly lower to your hips, guiding you down onto him. The friction of your heated skin against each other sends chills through your spine and a low groan escapes your mouth. The moment you enter him feels like heaven. A deep sigh follows after, while his hands find their way into your hair, pulling gently.  You move your hips in synchronicity, making the friction burn hotter. Both of you are breathing heavily now and you feel yourself thrive in the heated pleasure. Levi's eyes are still locked with yours, as if in trance. His breathing accelerates to match yours and soon you are moving together again, until he grabs your hips once again, pushing himself upwards into you.  Another moan slips out of your mouth and your knees shake. You lean forward, resting your head on his shoulder, while he continues to thrust into you, faster and harder each time. He pulls at your hair and nips at your collarbone while moaning. He took the lead from you quickly, grinding rapidly against you. You relax on his chest, letting him snap his hips upwards. 

Every well angled push drives you closer to your device bliss and you can tell that Levi is close too. His thrusts get sloppier, and his little whines turn louder. Your ecstasy hits you first, and you grip on him hard, seeing soft stars. Slicing his member out of you, you feel a warm liquid squirting onto your lower belly. His eyes are closed, his breath hot and heavy, while droplets of sweat run down the side of his head. You too feel all hot and bothered, rolling yourself off him onto your back. You notice him gazing at you through his lashes, a satisfied smile on his lips. 

"That was-" you start, not finding the right word to describe your shared experience. Levi grabs for a cloth he fetched out of the pocket of his pants and carefully collects the white, liquidly strings on your belly with it. 

"You could certainly take care of me that way more often." He teases, placing a small kiss on your forehead. You grin, like a naive girl and nod your head in agreement.

"Certainly Sir." 

"Please. Call me Levi." 

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New Voice Messages (Part Three)

Lucifer

"Hey. I know it's late and you're probably asleep, so you don't have to respond to this right away. I should be asleep, but I keep tossing and turning whenever I try, so I gave up on that hours ago. I'm currently sitting on the rooftop, looking up at the night sky. Well, and recording this message, but that's self-explanatory, I feel. *sighs* Don't mind my rambling. I'm both incredibly tired and slightly tipsy. I finally got around to trying the bottle of Demonus that Diavolo gave us as a housewarming gift, and it's pretty decent. I had a couple glasses of it before coming up here, thinking that it'd help put me to sleep. Obviously, it hasn't, but it was worth trying, I suppose. I at least feel like I can respond to your note without choking on my words or banging my head in frustration. *briefly pauses* Given the way you signed off on it, I'm going to assume that you trust me enough to not abuse your old name. That's also why I'm outside. Less likely to be overheard using it by my brothers. If that's okay with you. If it's not, feel free to tell me off for it the next time we meet. So, MC. *pauses again before lightly singing MC's name* Have I ever told you it's a pretty name? Saying it is comforting somehow. *clears his throat* Sorry. Like I said, I'm a bit drunk."

"Feeling more in control now. Might still ramble a bit, but hopefully not as much as before. *takes a deep breath* The first time I read your note, I ended up crying. Not because you said something wrong, but because it was...sweet? Is that the word I'm looking for? *briefly pauses as a gust of wind gets picked up on the mic* It'll have to do for now, I guess. Anyway...it's interesting how you and Diavolo said more or less the same thing, and yet I'm more inclined to listen to you than I am to him. Perhaps it's the difference in tone? I could definitely tell that he was getting frustrated with me towards the end of our phone call. I know there's a part of him that sees me as a really shiny toy, one that he's quite territorial over. If I were to leave his side, he'd throw a massive fit, I'd imagine, and he might start a war over it. Which is silly. I'm not worth fighting over. *pauses* And yet everyone seems to for some reason. It's like I cause people to lose their minds. I don't know if it's due to the amount of titles and prestige I've had or my physical appearance or something else entirely, but they seem to all go into hysteria after spending any significant amount of time with me. Except for you, MC. You don't care about Lucifer Morningstar, former Lightbringer, Avatar of Pride, yadda yadda yadda. You simply see me as me, if that makes sense. You want to make sure that I'm okay, and you don't expect anything in return. It's a way of repaying back the kindness bestowed upon you in your situation, I suppose. And it'd be cruel of me to ignore all of that and still plunge to my death. So I'm staying. *pauses* You're right. This does feel weird. You better make good on your promise, MC, or I may end up changing my mind again. *chuckles* Don't take that last part too seriously. I'm merely messing with you a bit."

"You know, I wonder what my brothers are thinking about this...offer being made to us. I already know Mammon and Beel would stay, and Belphie's going to do whatever Beel does, but I'm not sure about Levi and Asmo. I mean, you were there when Asmo was yelling at me about leaving the Celestial Realm. Do you think he's eagerly packing his bags as we speak, or--"

A Few Hours Later

"Sorry about the abrupt ending of my last message. Mammon caught me on the rooftop. We ended up talking for a while. *pauses* The two of us have an interesting relationship. Kinda similar to the one I have with Satan. Mammon's sort of my brother and sort of my son, except he didn't spring out of me like Satan did. He's the first angel I felt the need to protect. Everyone else was prepared to throw him away, even though he was merely a child. I couldn't sit back and let them treat him like that, especially not after I held him in my arms as he was crying. He was around the Chihuahua's age when that happened. *clears his throat* I apologize. I know you don't like me calling Luke a chihuahua. I really am trying not to. *pauses* So yeah. Satan's technically the third oldest, since he came into existence in my mind shortly after I took Mammon under my wing. Levi came into the picture when Mammon was a teenager, and the others when he was just becoming a fully-grown angel. *pauses again* It was actually Mammon that insisted that we take care of them, and he was so earnest about it that I couldn't say no. I mean, the fact that he was willing to do for others what I've done for him...I was quite proud of him. Still am, even though he insists on putting on a persona these days. I know deep down, he still cares about everyone. *pauses yet again* Is it weird that I feel comfortable sharing all of this with you, MC? It might be the alcohol still affecting me, but somehow I don't think it is. I...I think I've come to trust you. Completely. I haven't even gotten there with Diavolo yet, and I've known him a lot longer. *chuckles* You truly are special, little lamb. *silence* Shit. That wasn't supposed to be said out loud. I better go before I start calling you more silly nicknames. Good night, MC."

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‼️NIGHTBRINGER LESSON 34 SPOILERS‼️

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i might be getting ahead of myself here, but are we lilith ?? like is that what's happening rn ??? he's not saying mc's name, and raphael doesn't day their name in the next scene...if so then that's actually really fucking sad 💀

it makes sense though, belphie not wanting mc to go into his head bc he's still clinging to the past and doesn't want to lose them forever like he lost his little sister forever, especially since human life is so finite compared to that of a demon or an angel or a reaper

also it's obvious by his choice of words that despite him looking older, belphie is very, very young in his mindscape, just like mammon was. i feel like this also shows how close mams and belphie are even if it's not shown much on screen in the game, or at least how much belphie takes after mammon's, if not all of his older brothers traits, for better or worse

well nvm...i still think my theory is valid though. belphie wants to go back to his old life and end up not losing lilith, but still have mc with him

i wonder how similar mammon and belphie's bond in the celestial realm is to their bond in the devildom. is belphie still as reluctant to ask for help and advice openly? is the banter still the same? are there less insults? how does the age gap here cause them to treat each other differently if at all? or the lack of angelic status?

oh i'm gonna cry

big brother mammon will always have my heart and i need more of him

we know belphie's love of stars and constellations and the night sky in general started when he was in the celestial realm, and seeing it manifest in mammon in his mindscape makes my heart happy, even if mammon isn't the reason he became interested in astronomy (was it michael? lucifer? idk i don't remember)

i also think it's very interesting how belphie's brain is actively working against him "wanting to hide from mc". he literally said "i don't want you to see the inside of my mind" and is hiding away from them. i think, in reality and in his mindscape, he's running from the fact that he has to face his feelings about the idea of mc leaving to go to the "human realm" and the possibility of losing them forever like he lost lilith

this was (obviously) not beel speaking, but his inner thoughts in the shape and voice of beel. circling back to belphie having the best and worst traits of his brothers, his insecurity and need for reassurance rivals levi's, and we don't get to see it as blatantly because he masks it way better than levi does

ok so we're here in the timeline...interesting. how much time passed between luci and dia's first meeting and the celestial war? how much time had passed between the celestial war and mc's initial arrival to the devildom? how much had belphie aged?

angels and demons age different than humans do, and belphie doesn't feel any older than like...10 or 11 at the most, but beel seems older than that. maybe its his mind warping things to make himself seem and feel younger, but maybe he really was that young. was lilith even born at this point? how old was belphie during the time of the war ?????

also i'm mad we didn't get to see michael bc i wanna know what he looks like but oh well 🧍🏾

oh baby :((((

i'm not the biggest belphie fan AT ALL, at least canon belphie, but i think it's necessary to acknowledge how his trauma severely affects the way he acts. he went from blaming himself, to blaming an entire race of people for his sister's death. he feels like he should've been the one to die, even if it meant leaving his twin without him

now, if he got a proper redemption arc after lesson 16, THEN we could talk. i think the devs fumbled his character in that regard, but my hcs about his redemption will have to suffice for now

he didn't want mc to see this dark part of himself because he hates that he still has this mindset, that he's trapped in a cycle of "what ifs" and wishing it were him instead of her, constantly ruminating and letting his anger and grief fester without ever dealing with it properly and letting himself heal. he not only thinks he doesn't deserve to heal, but that he doesn't deserve to live long enough to see himself heal, that he doesnt deserve to live at all

WHY ARE YOU BEING DIFFICULT????

i mean i knew this would happen since its only lesson 34 and there's still 6 more to go...but damn

i love and hate the fact that he's so smart. like, they could easily just ask barbatos to send them back to the human realm if it was that serious. he's clearly taken a liking to them. lucifer knows something's up, and he won't forge a pact with them until he gets to the bottom of whatever's going on

initially, i thought it was a spell to bring them back since he'd been the one facilitating the trips into the brothers' mindscapes this whole time, but this is wayyy more interesting

i feel like the barbatoses communicate across timelines, or that their lives intermingle with each others' somehow, so whatever they feel for one person in a specific timeline is felt for ever version of them in every timeline. we know barbatos, at the very least, knows that kayden is an important person in the grand scheme of things, whether it be because of the way diavolo feels about them or because they play a large part in the obey me version of a canon event

if it's more than base level importance, we can assume that there's a level of trust and love that barbatos feels for mc that stretches across time (callback to the login screen's dialogue)

maybe he gave us the piece of the grimoire for a reason outside of belphie's mindscape escapades. what if this is how we gain lucifer's trust? if a demon as powerful as barbatos can give mc a piece of his grimoire, then he should be able to make a pact with them, seeing as they're trustworthy enough to be in cahoots with THE time demon

anyways barbatos is nightbringer and you can't tell me otherwise. unless you think it's michael. then i might hear you out...i'm stuck between thinking either of them is the titular character simply because of the simultaneous lack and abundabce of emphasis on michael's importance

[misc-obeyme]

It’s me I’m back with Lesson 34 spoilers below. (including the hard lesson)

I always try to write these posts shortly after finishing the lesson so that it’s like… my immediate and unfiltered thoughts lol. Sometimes I change my mind about stuff after I see other people’s interpretations of things. So if you were wondering why I’m taking the time to write this at 2 am, that’s why. I totally forgot about the lesson during the day due to the whole Thanksgiving thing.

ANYWAY.

I feel like we got SO MUCH BARB in this lesson?? He was barely in it. But we had other characters talking about him and that honestly makes me happy, too. Probably because I like when they give us some perspective into his character.

BUT FIRST.

Belphie. We were actually playing the role of Lilith in his little Celestial Realm dream sequence, right? And then at the end it’s all but we’re not siblings.

Listen. I just think that Belphie has a lot of unresolved trauma surrounding Lilith and I really don’t feel like having MC play hide-and-seek with him in a dream is going to be enough to help him move past it. Enough to make him want to help MC? Maybe. But I dunno.

However, I also think I probably shouldn’t expect anything more intense than that from an otome game. They were just trying to give us SOMETHING to explain why he was cool with making a pact.

WHICH WE FINALLY DID. With Beel, Belphie, AND Levi. I get Beel & Belphie doing theirs at the same time, but I’m still a little baffled about why Levi waited so long. There probably isn’t a reason, but who knows maybe they’ll surprise us with something lol.

Ah. Lucifer.

This was my favorite part:

I love Mammon, he always just says exactly what he’s thinking (unless it’s how much he loves MC lol).

But we all knew it wasn’t going to be that easy, right? We knew Lucifer would be last. We knew that Lucifer would be the most difficult one to make a pact with. Remember what happened with him last time? Of course he doesn’t want to make a pact with us now. We’re likely going to be going through some kind of long drawn out drama that will eventually lead to Lucifer giving in and making a pact with us.

However, I found both Solomon’s and Diavolo’s reactions to this absolutely hilarious:

Can the two of you take this seriously, please?? I know you both find Lucifer highly entertaining and yeah, I'm usually laughing at him most of the time, too, but I need that pact to get back to where I'm from, thanks.

But we’re only on Lesson 34. So I think we still have plenty of time to make a pact with Lucifer, learn the truth about Nightbringer, and return to our timeline (or have the timelines merge or whatever nonsense they’re gonna do).

I’m still hoping for all that to get resolved by the end of this season lol.

Now, I found this exchange from Belphie’s Celestial Realm shenanigans especially interesting:

Assuming this is accurate to what actually happened when Lucifer was still an angel, this means that the angels knew Barbatos. They know him by name, they clearly think he’s a big deal, and they’re surprised that he’s agreed to be Diavolo’s butler.

I was always under the impression that the demons and the angels didn’t really know much about each other. But now I’m wondering if maybe Barbatos had something to do with the end of the war that happened before the Celestial War. The one that was between the Celestial Realm and the Devildom. I have no reason for thinking this other than the fact that as angels, Lucifer & Simeon clearly know him. And what else would they know him from? Though I suppose anything could have happened lol.

And then there was all of this:

What does it MEAN?! (Obviously I chose the second option for MC's dialogue, which increased Barb's intimacy.)

Barbatos my true love. Why did you give MC a real piece of paper from your grimoire? He’s always been cautious, always keeping MC at arm’s length, and now all of a sudden it’s here’s a piece of my grimoire? There is NO WAY he doesn’t have all of the build up from the OG. I can’t believe that he would actually give MC a piece of his grimoire if he had only just met them at the beginning of Nightbringer. So I’m tacking this on as additional evidence that Barb knows all.

Also can we just appreciate Lucifer in 32-A? All his brothers are completely out of it and he single-handedly motivates every one of them back into action.

It sure worked, huh? Do you think the credit card is in the freezer yet?

You guys. THE HARD LESSON.

It was everything. I LOVE the Little Ds. I LOVE them hanging out with Diavolo. I LOVE that Barbatos couldn’t accompany MC because Diavolo requested some fancy human world dish. This entire hard lesson was *chef’s kiss*

GOD I love Barb's knowing look and Dia's little frown. I love them so much it's almost painful lol.

Okay that’s all I’ve got to say about this lesson. In general, I enjoyed it. They coulda played up Belphie’s yandere tendencies a bit more. I felt like his change of heart was rather rushed, but they really can’t put him through the therapy he needs. I don’t think the lessons are long enough for that.

[wileycap]

ATLA Headcanon (this is very much spoilers and I'm pretty sure this isn't a super original thought):

Ozai was always thought of as kind of a useless coward in the Fire Nation, before he grabbed power. He was the spare prince next to the Dragon of the West, and this motivates him in everything that he does.

It makes a lot of sense and provides some depth of character to him - which, let me be clear, I don't think he needs: within the story, he works perfectly fine as just a cruel, narcissistic monster. Any detour into his motivations would have distracted from the overall story.

But think about it. Why does he hate Zuko so much? Because Zuko reminds him of his own (perceived) failures, as the disappointing son, and as a narcissist, he can not bear thinking about anything that makes him less than perfect. He wants to get rid of Zuko because he sees himself in Zuko, and this is only compounded by Zuko and Azula's dynamic resembling the dynamic between him and Iroh. Of course, in this case, it's the younger sibling that is the favoured, more capable child. Ozai wants to see himself in Azula, but actually sees himself in Zuko.

Now, I know that the more overt explanation is that he cares about his legacy, and wants Azula to succeed him because she's the stronger heir, but I don't think that matters to Ozai that much. It certainly matters a little bit, because the greater glory of his heir reflects well on him, and obviously he wants that. But I don't think Ozai is actually all that concerned with what happens after he dies. To that, Zhao, whom Ozai promotes and clearly favours to some degree, expresses open disdain at Iroh's spirituality - it's reasonable to think that this sort of attitude thrives under Ozai, or it might just be the Fire Nation in general.

I think Ozai operates under a belief that the world will end with him, and doesn't believe in an afterlife. I don't necessarily mean that he is actually cognisant of this belief - I mean that he is only concerned with himself, so to him, once he stops existing, everything of value will have left the world. If he'd still been in power once he was at the age where death becomes a real concern instead of an abstract possibility, he probably would have sought some form of immortality.

He is very quick to cast Azula aside with a meaningless title, after all. He doesn't value Azula, he just hates the reminder that is Zuko. Zuko also resembles him physically - and to that point, his method of punishing Zuko before getting rid of him is to disfigure him. To further distance himself from Zuko.

In Zuko Alone, Azula refers to Iroh as "his royal tea-loving kookiness" - and we have to remember that Azula probably parrots Ozai's words. Why is this significant? Because at the time, Iroh has just broken through the Outer Wall of Ba Sing Se, a tremendous military accomplishment. He's living up to the Fire Nation's greatest values of military power and glory in battle. And still Ozai disparages him to Azula.

Because Ozai is a wounded narcissist who's always been jealous of his brother. I'm intentionally paraphrasing Zuko's words from The Avatar State here, because it's very likely that those words are also originally Ozai's. An attempt to drive a wedge between his successful older brother and his son.

Ozai's plan to literally burn down the Earth Kingdom is, aside from being monstrous, a terrible strategic decision. What, does the think that the ashes are going to pay him taxes? What's the end goal? At that point, the Fire Nation has effectively won the war. Sure, they are likely still facing resistance, and the Earth Kingdom might be able to rally in the future and challenge them for hegemony. But, considering other conquering military states in our history, a large chunk of their economy probably relies on war. On levying taxes on subjugated territories in order to prop up the economy of the homeland. So, he's intentionally handicapping his own nation by literally burning down a massive source of income.

In the context of erasing his own profound narcissistic injury, however, that makes perfect sense. Who's going to remember Iroh's glorious victories in the Earth Kingdom when there is no Earth Kingdom?

So, there you have it. Ozai is the disappointing child in the shadow of his heroic older brother, the cowardly prince who never went to war in a nation that idolizes war and war heroics above all else, and he spends the rest of his life covering that wound up with blood and fire.

And I do think it's a very beautiful sort of karma that he ends up without his firebending after a short reign and without any meaningful triumphs or accomplishments to his name. Because fuck that guy.

[devildomwriter]

Nightbringer Story Delivered

Major spoilers (I don’t go into depth but still watch out in case)

- We get to see the founding of RAD and why Diavolo wants to found it

- We get to see a lot of Devildom politics

- There are lots conservative demons and mentions of nobles and aristocrats and riffraff

- We get to see that the brothers didn’t necessarily fall to the Devildom but that it was the only place to go and taking them in nearly shattered the unstable peace between the realms

- Lots of examples of hatred and grudges on both sides of the angels and demons spectrum

- The brothers facing lots of prejudice and being offended by the term “fallen angels”

- We get a Cerberus backstory because of Mammon

- Lots of good big brother Mammon trying to elevate his brothers position in the Devildom to fight against their prejudice

- The brothers were held inside the castle for a full year after the war

- We see more about Diavolo having a messed up and strict childhood and just needing a break from work

- We learn more about Diavolo’s father and his very sudden deep sleep

- We see how much Diavolo struggles to navigate the present to fix the future and avoid getting stuck in the past

- We see how Lucifer and Diavolo’s dynamic changed when Lucifer became a demon and the tension it caused

- We see Henry 1.0 backstory and an explanation for his changing in size

- We get to see the hours long castle tour mentioned in the OG game that the brothers dreaded and Diavolo forced them into

- We get to see Diavolo being a bit more blunt and controlling in his youth

- We get a Lotan origin story (even though it retcons two other origin stories mentioned in the OG)

- We get to see more about the relationship everyone had with Raphael, Michael, and Simeon

- The angels being considered brothers and sisters is explained more

- We finally see why Simeon isn’t a seraph anymore and why Lucifer blames himself

- We see Simeon’s issues discussed more in depth

- We see some TSL origin story

- We meet the TSL characters and they’re intense

- We see the brothers truly becoming demons and having less and less impulse control and fitting their titles more and more, something they find strange

- Goldie’s origins explained

- The credit card in the freezer origin explained

- Lucifer still being prejudiced against demons

- Lucifer being a good big brother to his siblings and being worried they felt forced to follow him

- Lucifer trying to raise his anger child

- We see why Mammon is scared of ghosts when originally he didn’t give a crap

- We get more insight on Mammon and Lucifer’s relationship

- We get an origin story for Mammon’s gambling issues (It’s Solomon’s fault)

- Levi’s love of cosplay origin story

- Levi’s fear and self hatred and other issues explained

- Origin story of Levi’s love for Ruri-Hana

- We get to see how Levi got his powers

- Satan literally only having one emotion due to being born from one emotion

- Satan feeling out of place because the demon king told the brothers to take him in

- Satan’s love of cats origin story

- Feral Satan is literally the best thing ever

- We get to see why Asmodeus decorated the room the way he did

- Asmodeus’s issues are discussed in depth including ones we didn’t really know were there

- The surprising origin of Asmo nights

- Asmo trying to be so strong and upbeat because someone has to

- We see a deeper explanation on the original pact made between Solomon and Asmodeus

- We see how Asmodeus feels about Solomon

- We see Asmodeus was pretty interested in Barbatos even before the two shared Solomon

- We get to see how Asmodeus got his new powers

- Beelzebub suddenly developing his intense hunger that he can’t explain and can’t control

- Belphie’s issues discussed in depth

- Belphie having slight suicidal ideations

- Belphie needing someone to blame for Lilith’s death but not being able to figure out who (in our original timeline he’d obviously decided to blame humans)

- More about Lilith being a prankster and too blunt and her first meeting with Michael

- The brothers kind of blaming each other and trying not to blame each other

- The relationships progress with MC well and not just one person at a time

- More Solomon and MC and their sorcerer and apprentice dynamic

- Barbatos absolutely fucking hating Solomon and Solomon not remembering how he pissed off Barbatos at the time

- Solomon being dominant with Barbatos

- Barbatos being over all very mysterious and a bit more aggressive than the present Barbatos

- We get a solid reason for why MC can’t just return to their present timeline

- We see more of Diavolo’s powers

- The present timeline is mentioned including the brothers being anxious to get MC back

- A ghost who goes by Adam (probably not THE Adam but who knows)

- Nightbringer is mentioned a lot and heavily hinted to be Barbatos (pretty obvious)

- The interesting way MC being in the past impacts the others (they’re all very attached and comfortable in MC‘s room)

- We see where Solomon always strays in the Devildom and his relationship with Diavolo

- Solomon’s reputation in the Devildom and him forgetting most of it

- Someone is creating mass illusions and realities to trick the brothers and make them choose sides (angels or demons)

- Solomon getting really mad at Barbatos for teleporting him into a dragon nest

- Solomon offering pacts like a salesman and still trying to get one with Lucifer

- Solomon wanting a pact with Leviathan and asking Lucifer for permission

- Solomon being jealous he didn’t tame Cerberus

- We see more of Diavolo’s love and obsession with angel Lucifer and how it’s since changed

- Overall a lot of stuff happening in the story and that’s just the main story and not Devilgram which reveals even more

If you want me to go more In depth on any of these things just send me an ask

[bumblebeehug]

New Years Kiss

Summary: Lucy and Natsu being nostalgic for 60% of the story with only 40% actually being about the New Years. Notes: My first real yapper-fic! Ao3 - FF.net

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It was the most festive time of the year in Fiore. The old year was getting left behind and everyone looked forward to all the adventures the coming year would have for them. The Fairy Tail guild was certainly no exception.

It had been a few years since the war against the Alvarez Empire. While the economy still was unstable in the continent, people had slowly been able to build up their normal life again. Just this autumn Magnolia could hold their harvest festival again after too many years on standstill, and the market had finally reopened up for locals and visitors. Team Natsu was back from the 100 years quest since a year back, and the days were passing slowly and uneventfully - not that anyone minded, even the rowdiest wizards found blissfulness in the calmer weekdays.

The mages and wizards in Fairy Tail took their missions one at a time. Most were still tame jobs about rebuilding and helping non-magical beings, while the tougher jobs had toned down. To the town’s surprise, the famous Team Natsu was not complaining either. Of course, they did not know about the sabbatical year they had been forced to take, but they were indeed thriving in the newfound peace that blessed their hometown.

Yes, you heard that right. Guild master Makarov Dreyar had made the group take a year off to heal and get a chance to live a normal civilised life before running off into danger again. Normally Natsu would protest greatly, and do not get it wrong, he did in the beginning, but soon the Fairy Tail guild was faced with great grief. Makarov passed away after years of stress, magical impact and a weak body. He was praised across the continent for his courageous soul and fatherly instinct, and even though everyone in the guild mourned, they agreed that he had lived a worthy and long life, and that he would live on in their hearts. This occasion made it hard for Team Natsu to not follow his last order, and they finally caved in to the home vacation.

This year was indeed a bittersweet year. While Makarov’s death brought devastation to the guild, it also brought them together. They cried together, laughed about fond memories together and loved together. And so the year came to an end. Naturally they would hold a big party for the guild to get together and celebrate what the next year would bring, because whatever they would be faced with, they were in it together.

The same line of thought went through Lucy’s, Levy’s and Juvia’s heads when they heard that the dress code to the party would be formal. Now, Lucy wouldn’t say there was anyone special she wanted to impress with her dress, but as a woman who grew up in a wealthy family she couldn’t bring herself to go against the party invitation’s order. Of course she would do her best to make herself presentable in the crowd.

Now, Levy and Juvia could actually admit that they wanted to impress a certain someone. There was no shame in it for them - Levy had twins with Fairy Tail’s own iron dragon slayer Gajeel Redfox. She even had another baby brewing in her belly right now! So yes, she was in an official relationship with Gajeel, and she found no shame in wanting to dress up for the occasion. Even if it usually was quite the hassle to make yourself presentable when raising toddlers, she still wanted to put in the effort to pamper herself once in a while.

Juvia has never been shy when it comes to confessing her love to Gray Fullbuster, but after the 100 years quest they had obviously developed into something more. Lucy knew from before that Gray had a certain eye for the water mage, and she knew that their encounter with Tartaros and Spriggan 12 had affected them deeply, so seeing them happy and content together was pure bliss according to the celestial mage. There had also been quite the reduction of flooding in the guild hall - something that was appreciated by everyone, including the new master.

The new master post had once again been assigned to Erza. No one in Fairy Tail even batted an eye when it came to it, aside from Macao who still wanted to redeem himself from those seven years when half the guild were on Tenrou Island. While Erza still had some difficulties with the paperwork, everyone had trust in her ability to defend and lead the guild no matter the situation. Recent unofficial guild activities with Crime Sorcière had also made her mood a lot better, Lucy was always ahead with the gossip - don’t mind that she heard this from Mira Jane.

Now, when it came to the New Years party, Lucy, Levy and Juvia had decided to come to Lucy’s place to get themselves ready. The most ideal place would have been one of the dorms at Fairy Hills since no boys were allowed, but Levy had since long moved in with Gajeel and Juvia and Gray had recently moved together. None of them had the guts to interfere with Erza’s planning, and Cana would most likely try to get them drunk before even leaving her dorm, so Lucy’s place it was. Lucy had taken time off earlier just to specifically tell Natsu to not come there while they were getting ready - she wanted them to be comfortable to change, plus they wanted to chat without a dragon slayer’s hearing in the way. To their surprise, Natsu actually agreed to it, saying something about finding that rental place for suits before they closed.

So, they had the place from lunch to the time they wanted to leave. Lucy gave them alcohol-free drinks due to Levy’s pregnancy, but also since she knew that Juvia had a growing foetus inside her belly. Juvia didn’t know this though, and Lucy was not going to be the one who took away her joy of learning it by herself - you see, Wendy made Lucy keep it a secret that she had smelled and sensed a child brewing in Juvia's stomach for almost 3 weeks now - Juvia wasn’t gonna keep it a secret the second she knew about it, and Wendy wanted her to have the joy of discovering it herself. Lucy kept her word and hadn’t told anyone, not even Natsu, Levy or Happy, and certainly not Gray. And because of this unknown child, Lucy was gonna have to tell Mira not to give her any alcohol tonight.

Levy, who still was insecure about her once again growing postpartum belly and didn’t want anything tight, had decided on a dress that would be on the shorter side, one that would reach just below her behind.The dress was sewn in an A-line format, one of her favourite forms on dresses. After doing her makeup and throwing a cute and neat headband on, she would be done - but not after Lucy had convinced her to wear a few jewellery pieces of course.

Juvia wanted to keep her modest style in her dress, while also of course showing off a little bit of skin - just enough for her Gray-sama to notice. She had chosen a dark blue, long dress that fit tight on her body. On her left side there was a slit, much resembling the skirt she wore daily. That way her Fairy Tail emblem would show through, which she of course had much pride in. The dress had long sleeves and a surprisingly low cut around her neck. She had chosen that cut to show off the necklace she got from Gray - yes, it was in fact his usual cross. That necklace was almost as important to him as Natsu’s scarf was important to Natsu, so there was no wonder Juvia wanted to show it off. She decided to put her blue locks in a bun and accompany the necklace with more silver jewellery.

Lucy however was stumped. She had no idea what to wear. Her favourite colour was blue, but she usually wore a bright blue that wasn’t really fit for new years eve. She liked the colour pink, but again, it wasn’t really working with the theme. Juvia and Levy wore dark blue and black, so she couldn’t work with that either. She ended up glancing at a red tight dress that Virgo presented from the Celestial world - it was daring, but not in a way that would be too much of a disaster. She ended up trying it on. The silhouette of the skirt was similar to Juvia's - long with a high slit that reached almost up to her hip. She would have to rule out panties if she chose this dress - a risky move when alcohol and her guild mates were involved. The upper body had a classic heart shape cut. Simple, but never a bad choice. What made this dress so special however wasn’t just the daring colour - it was the shimmering glitter in the fabric that made her buy it. To her it resembled the stars, while also fitting in with the glamorous theme of new years. She decided to just wear black heels and some gold jewelry to it, and also got Cancer to fix her hair in a half up-do and curling the ends. Her earrings and her rings had red stones that matched the dress perfectly, and with some eyeliner, mascara and more pampering of her face, she had her look.

Now, these three weren’t the best at keeping track on time. Levy had taken ages to decide on which shoes she was going to wear, and Juvia kept going back and forth on deciding her hair style - Cancer even popped up once to share his opinion which finally made it stick. Lucy couldn’t help but worry that Natsu would storm in and ruin their dresses by throwing in a sack of dead fish through her window. Still though, the girls were weary of sweating in the small apartment so they couldn’t close it.

Well, they came 30 minutes late. As three much proper ladies they didn’t want to be too hasty on their way to the newly decorated guild since the risk of dirtying their clothes would be too big. When they finally arrived they immediately got split up - Levy rushed off to her kids and Juvia was escorted away by Gray. Lucy just made her way to the bar to chat with Wendy and Carla who were sipping on one milkshake each.

“Mira! Could I get a glass of champagne please?” Lucy really wanted to have some fun tonight, but she also had to remember to at least make it to 12am. While she waited for her drink she took a look around.

The guild was of course making a big deal out of the party - it was a celebration where they could get away with drinking and having fun while also being dressed up all fancy and nice. The girls liked it more than the boys, but it was truly a pleasure to everyone. Fairy Tail might not be the guild that was best cut out for a ball in the castle, but having their own little fancy party was always nice.

Evergreen, Gray and Juvia were the stars when it came to decorating the place. Ever used her fairy magic to lit up the place as if small fireflies and stars were floating above them. Lucy couldn’t help but admire them - they truly replicated the heavens perfectly. She could even point out multiple constellations. Evergreen had also combined her powers with Gray and made the most beautiful fairy lights surrounding the edges of the walls. With this being the only source of light, the guildhall became just as magical as you could imagine it being in a book. Juvia had chipped in by managing to get Gray to agree to do a moving ice sculpture with water falling. That way it could be used for decoration and refill at the same time - if anyone got thirsty on water that is. The sculpture was quite abstract, but the flickering lights made Lucy interpret it as the feeling of bittersweetness - there were soft lines and harsh lines combined and the warm light gave the originally cool sculpture a highly impressive format.

Continuing her gaze across the guildhall her eyes stuck on Gajeel and Levy. Their children were born two years ago, and everyone in the guild is starstruck. Everyone wants for it to be their turn to hold one of the twins for a few minutes, and despite it being two entire years since they were born, everyone still gushes over them as if they were the most valuable diamonds in the whole universe. Levy and Gajeel insist that they are, of course.

As Lucy’s eyes continue over the guild hall they find Erza who is standing in the corner of the guild hall. Lucy knows that the death of Makarov was hard on Erza. She had already seen him almost die once, and when he took his final breath she was with him. Despite her hard armour and fierce look in her eyes, Lucy knew that her heart is soft and vulnerable. In some incredible way though, Erza had been leading the guild in an uttermost professional way. She was incredibly diplomatic and had good relations with the other guild masters. Everyone knew better than to underestimate the woman who could slay 100 monsters without barely batting an eye. Lucy could only admire the woman Erza had become. And what a woman she became! Moving on to more of the gossip Lucy had heard of, apparently Erza had invited Jellal into Fairy Tail some time during the 100 year quest. She was still unsure if Jellal was a member or not at the moment, but that part wasn’t really important to her. What was important was the fact that Erza had a happier aura, and after asking Natsu about it he had confirmed that they do in fact meet up occasionally.

Not far away from Erza sat Bisca, Alzach and Azuka at a table. Azuka had grown like a vine during their time away from the guild - Lucy would always be sad that she missed the upbringing of the cheery girl, and she couldnät believe that it was already time for her to start school. Not many people had received much of an education, but with Anna-sensei’s school not too far off, young people could finally be taught world history and much else that easily went by when growing up as an orphan. Too many guildmates had difficulties reading and writing, and it was frankly sad and according to Lucy unfair that she would receive education only because her family was rich, and not anyone else.

Continuing the line of thought, her eyes wandered over to Romeo. Romeo had finally grown into a boy who could take on solo missions - even if he still tries to group up with others in order to get the higher paying rewards. Lucy had recently learnt that Romeo actually had a lot of fire accidents in his room at home, considering he’s a fire mage after all. He really doesn’t want to burden his father with extra bills, so the jobs he takes are really in order to make up for that. Lucy let out a slight sight. Romeo’s growth from the Tenrou incident was heartbreaking. She had seen him so recently as a young boy who worried when his father didn’t come home from his missions. After the missed seven years, plus the year after the war against Tartarus, she had missed out on more than half of his life. Romeo was a boy who had to grow up too quickly, and there is nothing Lucy could do to change that.

Evergreen and Elfman enter Lucy’s field of sight, and they immediately bring a smile to her face. Lucy could basically be writing a gossip magazine, because here she knew even more secrets. According to a little blue bird, Elfman has plans on proposing to Evergreen in March. Lucy knew better than to spread the word to Mira though, she would probably get three heart attacks, do a flip and then pass out. At least in her mind, because the poker face that woman carried was impressive. Lucy did actually accidentally tell Freed about the upcoming proposal, and his poker face was not as good. He freaked out at first, muttering about babies and godfathers and uncles, but when he calmed down Lucy could tell that he was genuinely happy for Evergreen. The Thunder Legion had an admirable bond.

Lucy’s absent mind suddenly got abruptly disturbed.

“Oi Lucy!” The fire dragon slayer made his way up to her, flashing a big grin on his face. Lucy had been too lost in thoughts to notice that Mira already had come with her drink.

She carefully watched his figure while he made his way over to her. Natsu was dressed for the occasion in a black tuxedo, and he sported a normal white dress shirt underneath. It wasn’t buttoned all the way up, and the red tie he tried to put on hung around his neck like a scarf. Talking about the scarf, today he didn't seem to be wearing it. He was already ordering a drink of his own after eyeing Lucy’s champagne.

Lucy could only sigh with a slight smile on her lips.

“Come on Natsu, it’s a special occasion! Can’t you at least use all the buttons?” She didn’t even greet him properly, but they had only been away from each other for a couple of hours. Instead she stood up to button his shirt and properly tie the tie. It would be such a waste to not make sure he wore the tuxedo properly when he finally wore one.

“Meh, you know I’m not good at this stuff!” He just grinned at her concentrating, slightly pouting face.

The relationship between Natsu and Lucy was unusual. Not for them, but probably for everyone else who saw how they acted around each other. Since the 100 year quest Natsu had basically moved in with Lucy. Of course nothing official, but it was an unspoken rule that they always hang around each other. When they leave the guild, they make sure the other comes with them, and when they arrive at the guild all the members expect to see them both there. At home they share Lucy’s bed more often than Lucy would like to admit, and they eat meals and do chores with shared responsibility. Lucy knew that they’ve been through a lot of hardships, and she knew that they calmed each other with their presence. All the wars and near-death experiences gave them their share of emotional scars, so instead of acting insensitive Lucy had slowly accepted the way Natsu made his way into her everyday life. It could easily pass as a neverending sleepover with the way they mostly just hung out and had fun all the time. Though Happy probably missed his fishing lake that was so close to his and Natsu’s house.

Natsu and Lucy have grown closer in more ways than emotionally though. In many aspects they’ve craved more physical contact than previously. Natsu seems to use almost any excuse to lift or carry away Lucy somewhere, even if it ends up with her smacking his head and dragging them both back to the guild. He also tends to use his motion sickness as an excuse to be close to her, and that’s something that everyone always lets slide since they feel bad for him.

Lucy actually does the more coupley touching though - the most prominent one being holding hands. She wasn’t sure exactly how she gathered the courage, but somewhere along the way she had found out that she got away with holding Natsu’s hand almost whenever she wanted. At first she tried it when they were about 200m away from her apartment - in the worst case scenario she could just lock him out and hide in embarrassment, and in the best case scenario he allowed it and she could live on happily. While she was mid-sentence of something unimportant she softly slipped her hand into his, making it easy for him to pull away but also clearly showing that she indeed meant to hold hands. By doing this she even got the pleasure of him freezing up for a second before confirming the hand-holding by giving her a soft smile and squeeze. From that moment it was rather easy to continue that habit. She held his hand when going to the market, when she was reading books in her room and when they just chatted at the tables in the guild.

Holding hands wasn’t her only speciality though. More often than not she actually allowed herself to occasionally hug him from the back, interlock her arm with his and even something as simple as just sitting close enough for their shoulders and knees to touch.

If the guild saw these kinds of actions two years ago they would have flipped out, teasing them day in and day out about their relationship, but somehow they had found themselves maturing during the years of babies and official romantical partners.

Natsu had even found the habit of holding Lucy around her waist or around her shoulders. When they were alone in her apartment it wasn't even too uncommon for him to cop a feel at her ass once in a while. It usually ended up with her squealing and giving him a half-hearted scowl about how he “should stop doing that!”, even if they just laughed it off afterwards.

But indeed, some may still say that their relationship lacked a little. Lacked in confession and kisses. But given the non-stop danger and/or other dramatic events, those moments hadn’t really come through. The confession has always been postponed to a later date, when they didn’t have to worry about their or other’s lives.

But back to the party. While Lucy was, according to Natsu, strangling him, he finally got a chance to look at her outfit. The red sparkling dress hugged her curves perfectly in his opinion, enhancing her beautiful figure. The lights in the room lit up her hair in the most beautiful way, and he couldn’t help but smile at the sight. His best friend was absolutely beautiful. He also couldn’t help noticing the slit that went up almost above her hip, and the milky soft skin showing through. He also couldn’t help touching her there, running his fingertips along the exposed skin. He could hear Lucy gasp and her heartbeat speed up, but she didn’t scold him.

“You look beautiful.” Lucy could swear that the colour of her cheeks was rivalling her dress. First he touches her bare skin on her hip and then he compliments her? She met his eyes and gave him a sheepish smile back.

“You too.” She wasn’t lying either. Natsu looked like a hot body-guard in that suit with his muscles straining against the fabric everytime he moved. Of course Mira saw all this, as she just came with Lucy’s drink.

“Oh my, you two are looking good!” She complimented. Lucy thanked her for both the drink and the compliment, and Natsu was delighted to receive his glass of whiskey.

The pair chatted for a bit while finishing their drinks, enjoying some smalltalk. The guild was less rowdy than usual and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. Cana came up once and challenged Natsu to a drinking contest, and since he knew he rarely got drunk he was up for the challenge. Lucy wasn’t too worried either since she figured out a while back that his natural heat usually burnt away the alcohol before it got into his system.

Still, to their surprise Cana actually lost, making Natsu lift Lucy up in a hug to celebrate. Some of that alcohol had definitely gotten to his brain, but Lucy couldn’t complain - she wasn’t exactly completely sober herself.

And finally some dance music started playing. To everyone’s fortune Gajeel hadn’t been assigned DJ, and with some genuinely good music Lucy pulled Natsu to the dance floor. Both having liquor in their systems, started dancing as if they were 17 again, jumping around to the upbeat songs and singing along to lyrics they didn’t know. The rest of the guild joined their happy-go-lucky dances and everyone was having the most fun this year.

Natsu was enchanted by Lucy’s moves. Well, he would never admit that of course, but the way she moved her body made him dizzy in a very good way. Evergreen must have done something to her fairy lights, because right now it looked as if stardust was snowing on Lucy, making her dress glimmer with every tiny movement. Natsu felt the need to compliment her again, but the music was loud and Lucy didn’t seem to be paying any attention to him right now. Her golden locks went sailing in the air around her as she bopped her head along with the beat. If she had looked like an angel before, she probably looked like a Goddess right now. Right now, Natsu could only let himself get catched in the moment, allowing his body to dance away all worries that had been weighing on his shoulders.

Then, as time went by and the clock got closer and closer to midnight, slower songs started playing through the speakers. Lucy, feeling hot and sweaty from all the dancing, decided to take a breather outside for a few minutes. There was still an hour until midnight, so she didn’t feel so rushed. Soon enough Natsu found her and joined her on the balcony. The air felt chilly and he couldn’t imagine that dress being very warm.

“Ya tired?” He grinned. Lucy turned her head slightly, inviting him to get closer.

“Not really, just taking a few breaths. You can join the others if you want to, I’ll be back in a minute.” The loud music and the multiple shots she had taken on the dance floor had been messing with her head, but being outside seemed to clear her mind a little.

“Nah, I’ll pass. They’re all too coupley in there. Even Erza is acting all secretive. It’s boring without you there.” This time it was Lucy’s turn to smile.

“Well, you’re welcome to stay.” The air was silent when Natsu carefully grabbed her right hand. Lucy was already sobering up and couldn’t help but blush from Natsu’s move. She would like to blame his chummy behaviour on the liquor, but she knew very well that it had been out of his system for a good while now. She didn’t complain though, and decided to lean her heavy head against Natsu’s safe and warm shoulder. When Natsu looked around he almost immediately noticed the stars that were shining brightly in the night sky above them. A soft smile graced his lips. Even if Evergreen’s magic was beautiful, nothing could compare to the real thing.

“Lucy, look up”

Lucy opened her eyes and tilted her face upwards to face the sky. While the stars weren't as visible as they were back when they fought the dragon cry, they still looked amazing. She could immediately point out a number of collestations.

“They’re beautiful…” Natsu could only agree. He didn’t usually care for such trivial things as the stars in the night sky, but whenever Lucy was near they seemed to shine ten times brighter.

They stood there for another five minutes before they decided to head back in. Inside the Guild there were still a few people slow dancing, however several of them had sat down to chat and sober up before the clock hit 12. Lucy made her way over to Levy, Gajeel, Max and Warren who were all making funny faces at the twins, trying to make them laugh. Natsu followed her eagerly. The birth of those kids had struck him hard, and he had grown fond of them from the very beginning. Gajeel usually didn’t like having Natsu around his children though, mainly due to being a worrisome father but also since Natsu was known for his irresponsible tendencies. Gajeel would never admit that Natsu was surprisingly careful around youngsters, and he would definitely never admit that he even felt a bit comfortable with them in Natsu’s care. Never ever.

“Hey Levy-chan! How’s it going?” Lucy had found her way up to the crowded area. Levy let out a groan.

“They’re not gonna ever fall asleep until they’re 15 years old. Oh well, at least they’re having fun I guess.” Levy’s lips turned upwards slightly, even if her eyes were screaming that she needed either a 3 month break, 5 cups of coffee or 8 shots of Mira’s strongest vodka - all options that were out of mind, given her pregnancy.

Lucy and Levy took this chance to stay and chat for a while, even if Natsu and Gajeel were having a hard time to not get into a brawl. With the occasional glances from Lucy and Levy they still managed to keep their mouths shut though.

While Levy and Lucy tried to calm the children down with hope to maybe also lull them to sleep, Natsu couldn’t help himself to ask Gajeel a question that had been bugging him for a while.

“Oi, metal head. Why is marriage such a big deal?” Gajeel fought the strong urge to face palm himself. Or Natsu, whatever came first.

“Are you serious? I knew you were dense, but that skull is so thick that I’m surprised your brain has room in there.” He quickly glanced at his wife and her best friend, hoping Lucy didn’t hear the stupidity Natsu was spitting out.

“Just answer the question dumbass,” growled Natsu, his temper really taking a toll. He wanted to hear a genuine answer, not insults.

Gajeel took his time before answering. The fire mage probably didn’t want to hear about the traditional use of marriage, he knew about that too well after Lucy’s many encounters with her father’s acquaintances. But there was something that he could say that Natsu actually might understand. He cleared his throat.

“Well, it’s because I love her and I want to spend the rest of my life with her.” A slight blush hid behind his grumpy face. He may be high on the list of Fairy Tail’s strongest wizards, but even Gajeel would feel a little embarrassed to confess his love to someone - even if he already had done it to the person in question multiple times. But Natsu’s answer shocked him.

“Is that it?”

“What do you mean ‘is that it’? It’s pretty big of a deal if you ask me.” Natsu was quiet for a minute before he answered.

“Well, I’ve already done all that basically.” Gajeel couldn’t believe his ears. If they already had confessed and almost proposed, how were they still not together?

“WHAT?”

Natsu looked away with a grumpy pout. His guild mates doubted him too much in his opinion. “Maybe not exactly said I love her or anything, but I told her we’d be together forever.”

“When??” Gajeel was almost scared to ask, knowing that whatever Natsu would answer with would not be the ideal situation.

“The day we went on the hundred years quest.”

“That was ages ago? Literally two years ago! How long have you been secretly dating?”

“We’re not dating. We’re just normal.”

“You’re telling me you haven’t even KISSED?”

“We were close to that day, but she seemed nervous so I didn’t. The time before that she made me kiss Happy and I didn’t wanna risk anything.” Natsu’s forehead had a sheen of sweat. That kiss with Happy must have been traumatising. Gajeel could somehow understand him, knowing that he would never want to kiss Panther Lily on the lips.

“Then do it tonight,” Gajeel came up with. It was a great idea in his opinion, as long as the dense fire dragon slayer would follow his reasoning.

“Why tonight?” He could have predicted that question.

“Because everyone kisses someone on New Years. It’s common knowledge. I’m gonna kiss Levy. Ice pants is going to kiss Juvia. Even Erza has someone tonight. Just play it off as a normal New Years Kiss, then you’ll see how she reacts. If she seems to like it, then great! You can confess and finally put the guild out of our misery. And if she doesn’t like it, well, then you were only following tradition.”

Natsu couldn’t believe his ears. Gajeel came with good advice for once? Who was this man and what had he made with the Gajeel Redfox he thought he knew? But he was right, imposter or not.

“I… I might just do that. Thanks ugly! Never thought the day would come when you actually were useful!” That was the last straw for Gajeel. No one insulted a Redfox after being given the best advice of the century.

You don’t need to be a genius to figure out that they started fighting after that. But there were still 45 minutes to midnight, and a few guild mates must have been longing for a friendly brawl because they soon joined in on the fighting, relying on Wendy as their healing source if they got hurt too bad.

Lucy and Levy could only sigh as they watched their friends throw light punches randomly in the air in hope that someone might get hit. The two had never been the ones to take part in these fights, so as the years went by they had found the noise easy to lock out. Right now though, Lucy could feel a headache creeping up on her, so she decided to pull away Levy and the twins to the infirmary in hope of finding some magical cure for headache.

“What’s the matter Lu?” They had already closed the doors behind them.

“Nothing really, it’s just that I can feel a headache on its way and I was hoping for some magical cure, or at least some aspirin. The kids might be able to sleep in here too.”

“Hey, I haven’t been drinking in quite some time, but I’m pretty sure the aspirin won’t have an effect. The only instant cure is more drinking” Levy was joking at the last part, but there was some truth in it.

“I might just do that to be honest… Are you staying here or do you want to come with me?”

Levy looked at the stirring children. “I might try to get them to sleep before midnight, you go ahead though!”

“Alright.”

When Lucy stepped outside she was almost immediately met with Wendy doing her healing magic on Natsu.

“What’s going on?”

“Gray joined in and Natsu said something he didn’t like so he got punched in the face,” Wendy smiled, letting out a slight giggle.

“You’ve never cared about a punch or two in your face before, what’s the occasion?” Lucy teased, nudging Natsu’s shoulder slightly.

A slight blush appeared on Natsu’s cheeks as he remembered what he and Gajeel were talking about. However he was sober now so there was no way he was going to reveal his plan to Lucy yet.

“Well it’s new years, that counts for something ya know,” he defended himself. But it was true what Lucy was saying - suddenly caring about his appearance wasn’t very much like him. Lucy just giggled.

“Well I want another drink! Come join me when you’re all healed up!”

Wendy smiled at her. “Don’t worry, I’m done here so you can go together.” Lucy could swear that the wind dragon slayer blinked at her, but without her magic lighting up the space, she couldn’t really see clearly.

With 15 minutes left until midnight they met Lisanna at the bar.

“Give me something sweet but strong, would you?”

“And I’ll have a beer.”

“I’ll be right up,” Lisanna said with a smile before she disappeared under the bar.

“So you’re drinking tonight, huh?” Natsu commented. Back in the day things easily got a bit awkward when alcohol was involved, especially since the girls usually drank until they were blacked out, but at an event like this he knew he could trust her to drink moderately. None of them were reckless teenagers any longer after all.

“Well I started getting a headache, so I’m going for the instant cure: more drinking.” Lucy had a glimmer in her eye as she said it.

“Smart move,” he grinned.

“Well, you can’t expect any less from Fairy Tail’s brain. Levy gave me the tip.”

“Huh… That’s weird… I’d call you Fairy Tail’s brain. Aren’t you the one who solves all our problems during missions?” Natsu had a mischevious glimt in his eye.

“Only during Team Natsu missions. You can call me Team Natsu’s brain, but you know Levy still holds the big title.” Lucy giggled.

Lisanna politely interrupted by delivering their orders. The conversation died down as they started sipping on their drinks, but started up again when Natsu scrunched his nose.

“Jellal’s here,” he revealed.

“Really? I thought Erza was looking giddy, now I understand why.” Lucy smiled. Natsu huffed at her.

“I still haven’t forgiven him completely though.” Lucy understood that he was referring to that time when he was brain washed in the Tower of Heaven.

“That’s understandable. Jellal hasn’t forgiven himself either, but I think they deserve to be happy after all this time. No one but themselves can understand what they’ve been through, so I hope they find peace with each other.” Lucy looked out over the crowd with kindness in her eyes.

Natsu really liked this about her. She never held grudges, and she always looked at things from different perspectives. Her analytic skills were also sharp, and with her author title she always found the right words to say.

“I guess that’s right. ‘S just that Erza’s been through things that Jellal can’t relate to, and I don’t know if I can trust him to protect her. Erza’s a lot more fragile than she allows herself to show.”

“That’s true. I’m not going to lie, I also feel that way sometimes. But I believe in Erza’s judgement. She knows Jellal better than anyone. It’s like how I’m still with you after all the things we’ve experienced with each other. Any sane person would tell me to run away and live peacefully instead of tagging along on your dangerous and crazy adventures, but since they don’t know how I personally feel about it, they don’t really have the whole picture, you know? I believe it’s like that for Erza and Jellal too.” Natsu nodded.

“I think so too.” What else could he do but agree when she said such great things? Sometimes he wanted to write it down and show the whole world, because a great mind like that can’t be hidden from the world.

After finishing their drinks Natsu realised that there was only 3 minutes to midnight. A slow, romantic song was playing through the sound lacrimas, so Natsu stood up and reached out his arm.

“May I have this dance?” Lucy giggled.

“Why, of course.”

She gracefully locked arms with the fire mage who now led her out on the dance floor. The room was filling up with mages who wanted to have the year’s last dance with someone special, and Natsu and Lucy were no exception of that. As Lucy looked up she was met with a wholesome sight. Natsu Dragneel was shyly placing his right hand on Lucy’s waist, just over the part of the dress where her slit ended, and his left hand carefully grabbed her right. His concentrated face that he made when positioning his feet correctly looked so silly that Lucy had to laugh. She took the left hand off it’s spot on his shoulder, and flicked him between the eyes.

“You’re concentrating too much. Try to relax a little.” Lucy’s eyes were soft and kind as she gave him the biggest grin she could imagine. When she felt Natsu’s shoulders soften she slowly took a small step back, and then another, and suddenly, without Natsu even noticing, they were slowly moving across the dance floor.

Lucy was captured by those onyx eyes of his. The lighting made it look like the entire universe was hiding within them, and her heart had never felt so filled before. Her eyes wandered over to his nose, his cute nose that got freckles in the summer. And then she looked at his pink hair, the mane that never failed to make her smile when she saw it in a crowd. The hair that she knew was softer than any conditioner could make hers, and his bangs that were slightly damaged from heat. And then those lips. The lips that always said whatever they wanted, that always made her laugh and that always managed to carry that amazing smile of his. Oh how she loved this man. Natsu Dragneel. Her Natsu.

Natsu was looking at an angel. Brown, soft eyes that told held secrets that the human world could never understand, but that still were open and welcoming. He could look at those eyes forever and never tire of it. Her soft golden hair confirmed that yes, she was an angel. She was a star, plucked right off of the starry night sky, shining of confidence and love for humans. Her perky nose that crooked a little to the left and her soft cheeks that always bubbled up with laughter whenever he and Happy did something stupid. And that lovely smile, the one he thought of whenever he felt like giving up. Nothing could end this moment between them, not even when Natsu accidentally stepped on her toes - she just laughed and urged him to keep going.

“10!”

Oh crap. Natsu had been so focused on dancing that he had almost forgotten about the task he was meant to do when the clock strikes 12.

“9!”

Could time go a little bit slower? Natsu really wanted more time to prepare himself.

“8!”

Lucy had stopped moving, and was now counting down with everybody, resting both her hands on Natsu’s shoulders. Natsu brought his empty hand to her face. He was really going to do this.

“7!”

What if she pulled away? Slapped him? Started crying? Maybe this was a bad idea after all…

“6!”

Lucy noticed Natsu’s shallow breathing. She could honestly predict something was up with him - usually he bottomed a beer at New Years, not standing around touching her face and running his fingers along her waist.

“5!”

Natsu felt Lucy’s hands slightly massaging his shoulders. They were tenser than he thought they were.

“4!”

This was just ridiculous. How could the famous fire dragon slayer Natsu Dragneel, who defeated endless of enemies, be so nervous at a moment like this? Lucy was his best friend - even if she didn’t like the kiss they would stay friends! He felt stupid for doubting their friendship, even though it was just for a split second.

“3!”

It was now. The next number would be 2 and then he would kiss her. Were his lips dry? Did he have bad breath? It was only going to be a 5 second kiss, so why did he worry so much?

Lucy had figured it out. She honestly did know from before that Levy and Juvia were going to kiss Gajeel and Gray at midnight, and truth to be told - she was increadibly envious of them. It wouldn’t surprise her if Levy had told Gajeel to give Natsu a push tonight - but that didn’t really matter. What she noticed right now was how hard he was preparing for this, constantly licking his lips and looking her up and down between her eyes and her mouth. It was sweet, according to Lucy. But if she knew Natsu well enough, she knew that he was planning to kiss her as the clock was 1 second away from midnight. So she did the only logical thing she could think of.

“2!”

Bringing her hands up from his shoulders to his neck, she carefully closed her eyes and pulled him in. To say this moment was magical was an understatement. Their lips slowly molded together, Natsu tasting slightly of beer. He stood still for a moment before he too closed her in and pulled her as close as he possibly could. Somewhere in the background the crowd was cheering, but that didn’t matter right now. All that exsists is Natsu and Lucy. Lucy and Natsu. Their lips and hands caressing the untouched parts of their faces, Natsu’s hand pulling her closer in the waist, grabbing her slightly in the soft parts above her hips.

Soon enough though, ameteurs like these had to stop to breathe. While panting softly in each other’s air, they slowly opened their eyes. Lucy giggled. Natsu giggled too. Soon they broke out in a silly laughter, filling the air with sickening sweet merriment. Lucy grabbed his arm to stabilisise herself before knocking her head into his chest. Natsu couldn’t stop his arms from pulling her in to a tight hug, still chuckling slightly. They were so, so happy right now.

“Oh my god I love you…” Lucy breathed out, knowing only a dragon slayer could make out those words in a noisy room like this. Natsu pulled her in closer, ducking in his head as he whispered back.

“I love you so much more.” He even gave her a peck on her head to emphasise, but Lucy didn’t doubt him at all. The safe feeling she felt in these arms made her almost feel like he had scared away all doubt to ever exist inside of her. He made her so complete.

But of course they couldn’t keep standing in the middle of the dance floor just hugging each other - the other guild mates wanted to party all night, and Lucy couldn’t say she didn’t want to be a part of that. Today was a day of celebrating after all. So she grabbed his hand, still being tender.

“Let’s go for another drink.” Her smile was the happiest in the world and Natsu could almost not believe that he was the cause of that smile. So he followed her lead, like he had done so many times before. The start of this year had been amazing, and he could feel it in his soul that the rest of it would be just as giving with Lucy by his side.

[touyaspeach]

Sex Pollen

Leviathan x Fem! Reader

Summary : You accidentally stumble into one of the Devildom's weird flowers and get covered in an aphrodisiacal pollen. WC : 2.9k Warnings : monster fucking (Levi's got two cocks), dubcon (due to sex pollen), double penetration, cum play, cum eating, cum as lube Thanks : @sluttyshima and @c-qcatwrites for betaing.

A/N: I am so sorry if this is bad I have no excuses lmaooooo

It wasn't supposed to happen like this.

It was supposed to be a fun, relaxing night stroll with your favorite local Otaku, not whatever this mess was. You suppose it was your fault, you didn't know anything about the flora in the Devildom, so you should've kept your hands to yourself. But the bright orange flower was just so pretty and promised an interesting tactile experience! How could you not touch it?

As soon as you flattened your palm against the textured flower, a spurt of yellow dust hit you right in the face. You coughed and sputtered, sneezed and spat to try and rid your body of the pollen, but it was already done.

"Oh! Y/N! Oh no what did you do?" Leviathan frantically looked over you. He reached out, as if to help you, but immediately drew back. "Oh this is bad, this is so bad, do you know what that is??"

You shook your head, attempting to brush the powder from your clothing as Levi took another few steps away from you. Your face felt hot, and you weren't sure if it was an effect of whatever the fuck just happened, or if it was from sheer embarrassment.

"J-just calm down, we'll figure this out. I'll go get Lucifer and-"

"No! Don't! Please don't get Lucifer, I don't know what's going on and I don't... I don't trust anyone else, Levi."

You could see the war on his face, he really wanted to get Lucifer to help with this, so that he wouldn’t be responsible for what would inevitably happen. But you said you trusted him above everyone else and how could he just leave you here after that? Could he hold himself back? 

“A-alright, alright, just stay calm.” He said, extending a hand out to show you to keep still. Whatever this pollen was he obviously didn’t want to get it on himself. “That flower’s pollen has an aphrodisiac effect on whoever it touches, and you just got a face full, so...”

An aphrodisiac? That’s weird? What kind of flower would do that? It’s not really for you to question though, because the heat coursing through your body kept building. You were sweating, your clothes felt like they were entirely too tight, as if they were restricting your movements. Your head felt hot, your ears burned, and there was this inferno brewing in your belly that, more than anything, hurt. 

You swallowed thickly, trying to stay calm amidst your panic and the growing symptoms. Your legs felt like jelly, and your hands were shaking as you brushed a few strands of hair away from your face. Leviathan said something but you didn’t hear him. Everything took a backseat to the sudden desire that throbbed between your legs. 

Slick pooled and soaked through the fabric of your panties, and you clenched your thighs together to try and get some relief from the painful pulsing of your clit. You felt like you’d pass out from the intensity if you didn’t get some friction on your cunt right this moment.

You whined, hugged yourself and sank to your knees. Struggling to form coherent thoughts, you curled in on yourself more. If these clothes got any tighter you’d be stripping right here for everyone - and Levi - to see. 

Not that you didn’t want him to see. Of course, you’d been harboring a crush on the man for nearly the entire time you’ve known him. But did he feel the same? Shouldn’t you be fighting this more? He said something else but you were too involved in your swirling thoughts and the effort it was taking not to touch yourself at this moment. 

Fire emanated from your cunt, spread throughout your body; your need to be touched outweighed any and every rational thought. Your mind was muggy, thick and hazy with only a single goal. Levi sputtered and said something else as you ripped your top over your head and struggled with the clasp of your bra. His wide eyes flickered between you and something behind you, as if he was struggling not to drink in the sight of your skin.

You were beautiful in his eyes. You had always been, and getting to see you like this was something he’d always dreamed about. But he was struggling, because he knew the effects of this pollen. He knew that you were feeling intense pain and suffering, so it was wrong, wasn’t it? To want to see more of you? To want to be the one who alleviated that pain?

Your tits spilled out of your bra as you ripped it over your head, tired of dealing with the clasp through your slippery and shaking fingers. They bounced slightly as they fell and immediately drew Levi’s attention. If he wasn’t hard before, he was definitely pitching a tent now. How was it possible for one human to be so alluring? So attractive?

You whined, squeezing your breasts together and kneading them softly, your breaths reduced to ragged pants as it did little more than serve to work you up more.

Leviathan gulped, looked around the area and then shrugged off his coat. Carefully he moved to drape it over your shoulders. “Look, I’ll help you out, okay? But we can’t do this here. Let’s… let’s go back to your room. O-okay?”

You barely registered his words but nodded regardless. Anything that would help, any promise of relief was enough to grant you adequate clarity to, at minimum, stumble your way towards home.

Truthfully you weren’t really sure how you made it back to your room. Did he carry you? Did he support you? You had no idea, and you weren’t too pressed to figure it out as more heat and pain surged through you. Throbbing, white-hot lust singed your veins and coated your core, and you whined needily. 

“A-alright. I’ll…Ahh I wasn’t prepared for this. I need a moment, okay? Just. Just give me a moment! I have to steady my heart!” Levi covered his mouth with the back of his hand and you could barely see through bleary eyes that his entire face had flushed a pretty pink. 

The stickiness of your panties grew uncomfortable, the way your bottoms clung to your thighs made you anxious. You needed to be naked, it was the only solution, right? If you could at least get some cool air on your skin, maybe you’d be able to fight off this intense need. Levi covered his eyes as you wriggled out of your remaining clothes. You ended up on your back, on top of his coat which smelled so much like him it drove you wild. 

“Are you-?” he dared a peek through his fingers, but his arms fell to his sides at what he saw. No more could he pretend like he didn’t crave you just as badly as you craved him. Especially not while you were frantically drawing circles over your clit, pussy glistening and pretty on display for him. Not when you were whimpering little pants of his name, begging for him. 

Were circumstances different, you’d have liked to watch him strip. Would have liked to savor each part of his surprisingly sturdy body as it was revealed to you, inch by inch. He was lovely, muscular, blushing down to his chest as he hovered over you. You ensnared him, reaching up to pull him down to meet your lips in a searing kiss.

Leviathan groaned against your lips, it wasn’t a romantic first kiss, like the ones he’d dreamed of, but it felt so right. Your hands were needy as they explored him; tongue greedy as it claimed his, and he was all too eager to return everything you gave. 

“Shit,” he said after a moment, “I think… I think some of the pollen got on me, too. I feel. I feel so hot. I-” his lips claimed yours once more as you felt something sliding against your soaked pussy. It was an odd sensation, it must have been his cock, but there was texture where there shouldn’t be. At least, were your lover human. 

“I need you,” was all he said before pulling back. He groped your thighs, down to your ass to pull your hips into his lap, and from your vantage you could see just what he was working with. Two long, thick cocks stood at attention between you, their shape unlike anything you’d ever seen with a slender head and ridged underside. 

You needed them both.

“Please-” you whined, reaching for him, needy fingers grabbing at any part of him you could find. “I need-” he hushed you with a soft coo, taking both of your hands in one of his to move them out of the way. “It-sokay,” Levi’s words slurred together as he rolled his hips, coating both of his cocks in your arousal. “I know, I know. I’ll take care of you.”

The thought of taking both of his cocks was a little scary, but your lust-addled brain wanted it. Wanted to be used, to be fucked, to be ruined by this gorgeous man before you. By this gorgeous demon – you corrected. Because that’s exactly what he is. A demon. The thought was almost sobering enough to give you pause, but the feeling of being stretched flooded your senses with relief.

Finally.

“F-f-fuck-you’re so - so wet - so tight,” he stammered, dropping your hands in favor of planting his arms on either side of you. Levi sank all the way in, his other cock catching on your clit as he did which sent shivers racing along your body. Once fully seated he paused for only a moment, only long enough to lower himself to his forearms, pressing his heavy body firmly against yours. 

“So pretty, so-” you gasped and whined pitifully as he drew his hips back. You felt the loss of him deeply, as if a part of your very soul had been removed from you. This feeling, however, did not linger, because not a second later he plunged back into your depths.

You both moaned loudly in unison, and from there he set a brutal pace. Every cant of his hips filled the room with a cacophony of lewd slapping, squelching, and heavy breathing combined with both of your eager and needy moans. Finally. Finally. Relief, sweet, wonderful relief that didn’t last. The more he fucked you, the more you needed. 

Your mewls turned into pleads, “please touch me, please. I need to feel your hands, I need more-”

“I don’t want to hurt you!” he huffed. Leviathan sat up, then, pulling your hips with him to hit a new angle even deeper inside. The head of his dick voraciously rubbed against something delicious within your depths and you threw your head back in sheer pleasure. Ecstasy flooded your veins, electricity sparked at every point your bodies met and it wasn’t long before you started to feel the heat rise. 

Cool palms slid up your thighs, up your belly, to knead and squeeze at your breasts, and Levi moaned deep in his chest. It was a sound so unlike his other sweet little whimpers and high-pitched keens. It was low, and reverberated between you, with a purr that vibrated through his body and into yours. 

“Gonna cum-” he nearly growled just a moment before he covered your belly with huge spurts of thick, creamy seed. His other cock throbbed inside of you, filling you so full that cum gushed out around the base of his cock and dripped down your ass. A dark growl started in the depths of his belly and quickly pitched up the longer his orgasm lasted, ending on a soft, airy whine.

Levi watched, entranced, as you slid both of your hands up through his spend, massaging it over your tits, your nipples, before bringing two fingers into your mouth to taste him. He didn’t even have a moment to recuperate before he started fucking you again, just as hard. Every thrust deep, and fast, causing your body to jolt and jiggle–causing him to salivate at the sight of you.

“Please- Levi! I need more, I need.. Need both of you, please. I’m burning up, I need you.” You scooped more of his cum off of your body, lapping some off of one hand while you brought the other down to line his second dick up with your hole. 

He paused as both of his cockheads prodded at your entrance, and shivered. “Are you sure? I don’t-” “Please!”

In one, swift motion, Leviathan bullied both of his ribbed, inhuman cocks into your throbbing, needy little hole. The stretch burned, it hurt, but the aphrodisiac effects took care of any lingering pain. More than anything it felt amazing, like scratching an itch you didn’t know you had. 

You were so close to finally cumming just from the insertion, and you frantically reached down to rub at your clit. “I’m s-so close…” your voice was pitiful, needy, whiny, and he slapped your hand away.

“No,” his voice was low, gruff, much different than you were used to hearing it. “If you cum, you cum from my cocks.”

One roll of his hips, and then another, and you were unraveling at the seams. Your orgasm hit you with an intensity like you’d never felt before. Wave after wave pulsed through your body, squeezing around him, making him fuck you harder. 

It was too much for you both as Levi reached his second orgasm so much faster than the first. The combination of your spasming cunt and the slickness of his previous sent him over the edge at blinding speed, and only served to prolong your own bliss for far longer than you had ever experienced. His thrusts were sloppy, a mixture of overstimulation and bliss, he wanted more and he wanted to move away at the same time. You were too much and not enough all at once and he was stuck frantically rolling his hips against you.

As you began to come down from your pleasure-high, you felt the heat that scorched you from the inside ebb. Your muscles relaxed, your breathing evened, and your body felt heavy. Levi slowly pulled out of you, followed by another thick gush of his cum. 

He stared down at where you two had once been connected, entranced by the way his seed oozed out of you.

“I can’t-” he licked his lips, attempted to steady his breathing, “I can’t believe you took all of me.”

Your eyelids were heavy, sleep was not far away. Your body had been through so much in such a short amount of time, and the effects of it all were weighing you down. 

Levi seemed to notice this, because the next thing you knew, he was taking care to clean you both up. A warm towel pressed to your sensitive aching pussy, gliding over you to rid your body of all he’d given you. 

Another blink and he was helping you into a shirt and panties. The vague feeling of being carried, and then sleep. It was as if as soon as the effects were nullified, all the energy drained out of you, leaving you completely spent and unable to function. Exhausted. 

The next morning you woke beside Leviathan, curled into his side, snuggled comfortably in his bathtub with plush blankets and pillows. He slept soundly, arms around you, holding you gently. You were sore, having never been stretched so completely, but satisfied. That was the best sex of your life, regardless of whether or not that was the pollen talking. Something about being so desperate and needy for each other heightened the experience, but something nagged at the back of your mind.

“Levi…” you hummed softly, giving him a gentle shake to stir him.

“Hmmmmph?” he blinked rapidly before orange eyes focused on you. “Mmnyeah?”

He squeaked when you kissed him, his whole body stiffening, his hands flying up as if he didn’t know quite where to put them. It only took him a moment to relax, to melt into your kiss, your touch, arms snaking around your waist to hold you closer than before.

A moment later you parted. 

“Wh-?” “I like you.”

“What?!”

You laughed at his animated response, the way his eyes widened and his mouth fell open and his voice pitched an octave higher.

“I like you. A lot. Thank you for taking care of me last night.”

He nodded dumbly, “Oh-u-uhm. Wait! I can’t- I’m not awake enough for this conversation! Can you please give me a moment, my heart can’t handle this!”

You laughed again, giving him another chaste kiss. “Take as long as you need,” you said with a smile as the demon covered his blushing face with both hands. 

“Hey, Levi,” you cooed after a moment, “I like you. I like you lots and lots and lots!”

With every new word you spoke Levi seemed to shrink in on himself. From between his fingers you could see just how bright his face had gotten. Embarrassment burned his ears, down to his shoulders, and it was just so cute you couldn’t help but to wrap your arms around him and squeeze.

“I- I l-like- I like-” he stammered, voice faltering until he could do little more than whisper, “I like you too.”

It wasn’t supposed to happen like this, but you were glad it did. 

[so-many-fandoms-here]

(English isn’t my first language so feel free to correct any mistakes you notice.)

• Characters: Levi Ackerman, fem!Reader

• Genre: fluff, angst

• Warnings: existential crisis

„Who am I?“

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As I walk home from the market I quietly hum a song to myself. I feel my whole body tingle at the thought of this evening. Since the war against the titans is finally over, Levi and I have settled down. No more fights, no more orders, just him and I living the closest to a normal life we could possibly have after all we had to go through. And with that we finally got to try for a baby. A bit late for two people in their late thirties but for once fate meant it good with us and now I am here, about seven weeks pregnant. I have planned to make a nice dish, light a few candles and then to tell him. He will be so happy.

As I enter the door to our home I find Levi sitting on the floor, his wheelchair kicked over and his crutch has been broken in half. „Honey?“ I ask as I close the door and place the bags on the floor. „Is everything okay?“

„I‘m fine“, Levi says angry, obviously lying to me. He still can’t handle the fact that he can’t walk properly anymore. On good days he can walk short distances with his crutch but after a while he has to switch to his wheelchair and he absolutely despises it.

Carefully I walk towards him and crouch beside him. „May I help you getting up?“ „I said I‘m fine!“, he yells, making me startle at his volume. Instantly regret glows up in his tired eyes. „I‘m sorry.“

With a soft smile I sit down next to him and take his hand in mine. „It’s okay.“ But he shakes his head. „It’s not. I can’t just yell at you because I am frustrated over the fact that my leg is trash.“ I look over at the wooden crutch that’s showing it‘s sharp splinters at the position where it’s broken in half. Then I look at Levis hand to make sure he isn’t hurt. Even though he lost two fingers, his hands still have almost as much strength as they used to have a few years ago.

„I hate this feeling (Y/n)“, he whispers while he lets me take a closer look at his hands. „It scares me.“

After I examined his hands thoroughly I let go of them, to place my hands on his cheek. „You don’t need to be afraid anymore. It’s over Levi. We’re safe.“ But his eyes doesn’t soften, instead they start to fill up with tears. „That’s what’s scaring me.“

I let him cry, hoping it would make him feel a bit better. Softly I wipe away the hot tears that stream down his face while he shuts his eyes to make them stop pouring.

„I fought my whole life. My whole life was filled with fear, pain and war.“ Levi leans the weight of his head in my hand and I hold him. I will always hold him. „I was a known criminal in the underground, then I was a Captain, I was the strongest soldier of humanity. But now? Who am I now, (Y/n)? Who am I?“ His eyes find mine, desperate for an answer.

„You’re my husband“, I whisper with a smile. But my attempt to cheer him up failed, because now his sad eyes widen with shock. „Fuck, that sounded awful“, he cries out. I want to continue, but he interrupts me by grabbing my wrists. „I didn’t meant it like that! (Y/n), being your husband is the title I wear with the most pride. It’s just… It’s the only title that won’t bring me any pain.“

„I know Levi“, I reassure him with a slight giggle. „I didn’t interpret it like you thought.“ His grip softened again and he sighs relieved. „I should be happy because this is what I dreamed of but… It doesn’t feel real. It doesn’t feel right that I am supposed to be safe.“

It looks like he hardly gets the words out of him. I can’t even begin to imagine how difficult this has to be for him. Yes, I experienced immense pain too, but Levi hasn’t stop experiencing it since he was four years old. The fact that he survived all of this, a lot of it all alone, makes him to the strongest man alive in my eyes. But now it’s like his life was taken away from him, even though this is supposed to be a good thing, he needs to get used to it. This is all new and surely super overwhelming for him.

With tears in my eyes I pull him into a hug. „You were my husband all of the time. You were a best friend, a person of trust and a loved one all along. And you will stay that. Just like you always stay humanity‘s strongest. You’re so much.“ I peck him on the cheek before I start to list all of the things he is. „You’re the strongest man of human kind, I would even go further and say you’re a legend. You’re my husband, the father of our child, my best friend-“ „I’m what?“, he suddenly interrupts me and pushes me a bit away from him so he can look me in the eyes. With that I realize what I just said.

„You’re not messing with me, are you?“ Levis eyes are opened wide, tears sparkling in them again, but this time they were tears of joy. „This wasn’t the situation in which I wanted to tell you, but it does the job too I guess“, I say with a wide smile.

„Are you serious?“ he asks again, to which I only nod. „You better are, you know how bad I want this!“ I giggle over his ,thread‘. „I planned to cook a nice dinner and tell you then.“

This time he was the one to pull me into a hug. Still in disbelief he asks over and over again. „Are you sure?“ „Are you positive?“ „Is this really happening?“ To which I all answer with amused ‚yes‘s.

„You’re going to be a Daddy, Levi“, I eventually whisper in his ear to make him stop asking if this is real. „I’m going to be a Daddy“, he repeats. „I’m going to be a Dad. I’m going to be a father.“ He continues to say it over and over again, using every word for Father he knows. I don’t interrupt him this time, because this is by far the most happy I have seen him for a very long time.

[obey-me-hoe]

Luke and Raphael as songs from my comfort playlist:

*Disclaimer: my criteria for this was all over the place. Some are because of the lyrics, some are based on vibes, and some my brain just said choose that one 😬 (all the OM! songs are in the playlist too but obviously they don't count)

(This makes me think of how hard Luke works despite most people not acknowledging it. He's always helping others and working hard to learn new things so he can become a better angel yet generally isn't taken seriously by the others)

(Again this reminds me of Luke working hard to achieve his dream. The references to wings and flying fit well too since he's an angel)

(The message of this song is to always keep moving forward at your own pace which makes me think of Luke. He's learning how to bake while also continuing to learn about the devildom and hearing about new prospectives each and every day)

(This song sounds super cute and portrays a kind of young, innocent love which makes me think of how despite being thousands of years old, Luke is still young for an angel and still has a sweet innocent nature due to his lack of real world experiences)

(This song has a powerful vibe and is about resilience which reminds me of Raph's strong presence and powerful nature)

(Honestly I only chose this one bc it reminds me of Raph raining spears down on those that incur his wrath. Oooh what if this is about MC falling for an oblivious Raph and being down so bad that they piss him off on purpose so he'll rain his spears down on them all bc they wanted his attention)

(This song makes me think about Raph's pov of everything that happened during and after the celestial war and when his brothers fell)

Combined OM! Playlist

Luke & Raphael Playlist

Other versions:

Lucifer, Mammon, Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphie, Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, Simeon, Mephisto & Thirteen

[still-a-morosexual-help]

obviously, we don't know what exactly solomon is planning, but I find it hard to believe that he seriously thought mc would go against the brothers if it came down to it. if he truly did believe that he hasn't been paying attention. this is the same mc who was willing to use the dagger on themselves if it meant keeping lucifer alive. if they're willing to give up their own life for them, what makes him think they would be any different this time?

I actually believe Solomon when he says he isn't planning on actively fighting the demons or angels. That he's only making contingencies. And that all he is doing is for the sake of humanity. Because he is right, humanity is caught right in the middle of two superpowers & should another full on war break out humans will be at a major disadvantage.

But he put his faith in the absolute worst person.

General MC settled freakishly fast in the Devildom from day 1. They like the Devildom food when humans are not even supposed to be able to eat it. And they've always put the brothers before any sort of common sense.

Solomon might not have been there to see them try to stab themself for Lucifer (and I don't think he would have been told about it) but he was there to see them sacrifice a portion of their life span to save Beel, with 0 hesitation.

But he thought that, even after all that, as humans he would understand MC best, that they'd share a similar goal and ideals and values. And, as it turns out, he was wrong

Also I think it says a lot that this is present Solomon who's still looking for ways to take down the brothers & demons & angels if it came down to it. Present Solomon who has started seeing demons as friends rather than as pawns. Who is very close with Asmo and Barbatos and Simeon and Luke and even Levi & Raphael. Who has seen how the views of angels, demons & humans, regarding each other, has changed. How slowly, they are starting to see each other as something approaching equals. It's this Solomon who, despite all that, despite genuinely being friends with everyone, is still willing to collect the resources to take them down should it ever come to that. Batman Behaviour💅 ✨️

Also can I say, I love that we got a protagonist who was asked to choose between humanity and a second option and went ummmm actually

Diavolo defined demons as being free (which is where their major difference with the angels come in - seeing as the celestial realm is extremely strict). Demons do what they want, they indulge in their sins, and are chaotic because of it. MC has done what they wanted from S1 itself - no matter what they always did what they wanted and they got what they wanted and are stubborn enough to keep working for those things, and because of that they tend to be blunt and chaotic.

Of course they fit in with demons. Of course they made the choice they wanted, the one that'll make them happy, the selfish one rather than the one that was for the good of humanity

Om really gave us the most protagonist of all time <3

[storiesofsung]

Question for OM! players:

What is something that you want be canon/have a more prominent characteristic in Obey Me in the main storyline?

I’ll go first (starting with the least controversial)

Leviathan’s ex-role as grand admiral of hell’s navy

This seems to be a key point in Levi’s characteristics and overall nature, which actually explains a lot of where he’s coming from, other than “oh he’s envy so obviously he’s envious 🙄🙄🙄🤓🤓👆”…I mean that is true, buuuut I mean the more personal aspects of him characters. Yes he is a ball of envy but he specifically chooses to be an otaku, or more specifically a gamer for that matter.

A casual player who couldn’t have been that invested in the game would just say “oh uh because the game needed a quirky shut in”, which is may be partially true but also does deny the fact that he used to be, and still is, a master strategist due to his role in the Celestial War. Leviathan is smart, that I cannot deny. He may not be book smart like Satan but he is smart, and it was this intelligence of his was more explored as a plot point or at least given more importance in the story rather than a throw away in a chat.

I mean cmon be fr rn. Being Grand Admiral FROM MOTHERFUCKING HELL is a big deal no matter how you put it, former or otherwise. It’s just a bit of a waste for this to be so overlooked because I don’t know, the developers want him to play into his uwu shy boy persona all the more.

No cuz imagine Beyoncé becoming a barista in the future and from that point on nothing about her being literal Beyoncé is even given a lick of recognition like “May I take your order Ma’am” “HOLY SH-“ “um chill anyways so”

Another thing it explains is his certain envy towards his brothers and other people for that matter. Yes the game could’ve easily gone through the “oh yeah he’s envy soo 🤓🤓🤓” and honestly it sorta did but it also could’ve have gone in the opposite direction and explained that oh maybe the root of his jealously stemmed from his importance in the war—and now that that has been stripped of him, he doesn’t know what to do with himself, he thinks of himself as worthless now that he can’t move on from his ptsd.

This specific scenario was explained upon in the first few chapters of Nightbringer where he was jealous his brothers were able to move on with their lives while he lived in a cesspool of his owl self-pity, and I do applaud the game for that. (honestly I’m just picky that they didn’t go through the admiral route because HE COULDVE BEEN SO FRIGGIN HOT IN HIS OUTFIT I SWEAR—)

Ahem.

Lastly, I think this could’ve also explained (at least slightly) the extent of his power as the Leviathan. I mean he is a sin, he is a powerful demon from Hell, yet like all of them we don’t get to see the extent of his power, or at least a glimpse into what he can do (HE IS A DEMON AFTER ALL AND THE THIRD RANKED BROTHER IN TERMS OF STRENGTH, CMON BRO) :)

Man.

I really am grateful to all the fans who provided fanart and fanfic of Levi as admiral.

Lastly, happy birthday Leviathan