#sorry it took me forever

[moo-blogging]

Hey could you write a smut where Levi comes home frustrated and angry and takes it all out in y/n ? Like so rough that she starts crying and he still doesn’t stop but then he realises and goes gentle and lovey dovey? Please I love you writing so much !

WARNING: THIS ONE IS PRETTY BRUTAL. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Levi crashed into the door heavily. He was looking for his keys in his pockets and unlocked the door clumsily. He dropped the keys on the floor as the door flung opened. Cursing, he kicked the keys into the house and slammed the door behind him.

You woke up to the noise. You checked the clock and it showed 2.35am. You switched on the bed lamp, worried and curious about the noise below. When you hear the familiar cursing, you knew your husband came back. You threw the bedroom door open and made you way to your husband.

"Levi?" You asked while walking down the stairs, rubbing your sleepy eyes. "Levi? Is that you?"

Levi grunted. You watched as Levi pulled his tie off with force and threw it onto the floor with his coat. He smelt of alcohol. He was unbottoning his shirt when you reached him. You touched his face, "Levi? Darling, are you alright?"

Levi looked at you fiercely. You were stunned. Your fingers trembled for a moment.

He cleared his throat and asked, "am I useless?"

"Wha-"

"Am I a useless dog?!" He spitted. A cold shiver run down your spine.

"FUCK!" He yelled. Before you could comfort him, he pulled your oversized T collar down and attacked your boob. He sucked and bit your nipple. Caught by surprise, you tried to push him off. "Wait! Levi!"

But Levi was too strong. He dragged you to the middle of the living room and pushed you onto the couch. He unbuckled his belt while murmuring to himself, "Imma show you who's the fucking dog, you bastard! Imma show you who's in charge here."

His pants fell onto the floor and he pulled his hardened penis out. You tried to climb away but he pulled you by your ankle and pressed your head into the seat. You were suffocated as your face was pressed onto the couch but you managed to turn your head to the side as Levi's hand slipped to the back of your neck. You were begging Levi to wait. Levi was not his usual self now. He couldn't hear you. He pulled your panties to the side and slammed himself into you.

You screamed in pain and your body jerked. Levi kept his hand on your head as he pounded on you. Your legs were pushed into weird angles to allow more entrance for Levi's angry thrusts. You felt his penis dragging along one side of your walls as your position was not right to allow him to go in smoothly. He was going hard and rough on you. It was hurting you as you were not lubricated enough to accept him.

His fingers dug into your neck as he kept you in place. Suddenly, his palm landed on your bare ass. He was smacking your butt. He murmured, "how do you like that, huh? Who's the fucking dog now?" Your butt was red and stinging with pain. Your hips spamsed involuntarily and you squeezed your walls tightly.

Your screams slowly died as exhaustion kicked in. Involuntarily noise escaped your lips with each thrust. Your hole was hot and sore and wet with yours and (mostly) Levi's juice. This was when Levi realised something was wrong. He pulled your hair away from your face and saw tears rolling down your cheeks.

It hit him immediately and he stopped moving. He pulled out and gently flipped you over. "Hey, Y/n, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He collapsed into you, arms wrapping you tightly. You were breathing heavily, weak in his embrace. "I'm sorry I went too hard on you," Levi kissed your collarbone. "I'll make it up to you now."

Levi lifted his head and pressed his lips into yours. You shared a passionate kiss where his tongue made his way into your mouth. His palm on your breast, massaging while another hand threw your left leg over his shoulder. Gently, he pushed himself into you again. You broke the kiss to moan as you felt him inside you again. This time his thrusts were powerful but gentle. His fingers rubbing on your sensitive clit while his penis hit your sweet spot.

Levi was chanting apologies in your ear while kissing your neck. His hot breath on your skin turned you on. Your head went blank as you cummed. Soon after, Levi cummed too. He kissed your lips again and again before pulling away to get the bath ready.

[batmanie]

maybe 43.  “Your muscles are in knots. Better let me rub you down.” with ak scriddler..? only if u want to of course

Uncharacteristically quiet, Edward was resting in Scarecrow’s favorite spot on the tattered corduroy couch. The said, sorry piece of furniture was placed in the middle of the claustrophobic, windowless space that was the Master of Fear’s current ‘base of operations’. A storage unit for rent wasn’t really meant for people to live in, which made it a perfectly good hideout – or so Jonathan Crane thought.

Yet, the Riddler had apparently found it with ease.

The man in green was sitting with his arms crossed, saying nothing – looking like a ticking bomb about to explode. It bothered Crane a bit, but not as much as it thrilled him. Unusual behavior in his patients had always been his favorite subject to study.

He didn’t ask Nigma a single thing as he joined him on the couch, he simply watched the man taking off his heavy boots and stretching out his legs – making himself comfortable as if he owned the place.

Coming to Scarecrow’s lair tonight was not a part of their arrangement. They used to schedule quick hookups every now and then, but this visit was a surprise.

In fact, Jonathan would have thought Edward to lay low for a while, especially after his recent break out from Arkham. Riddler seeking out Scarecrow and then not proposing any scheme, and not even saying what he wanted? It didn’t quite add up.

Curious, doctor Crane tried to be discrete as he studied the man’s face for more answers.

Perhaps this silent treatment was a game of sorts? Knowing Riddler, everything was but a game, and the childish man never wanted to lose.

Recently, there were rumors about the Riddler getting ill, refusing to eat and suddenly collapsing in his cell at the asylum. Rumors had it, the man had been hospitalized, however, this seemed to be the part of Edward’s escape plan as he had broken out from the medical wing, no longer than a few days after these events.

Edward didn’t look sick, he looked like he always did with his wrinkled forehead, short brown hair and his clean-shaven chin. But he was too quiet. His gaze, usually intense, seemed kind of absent – or maybe he deliberately avoided Crane’s preying eyes?

He didn’t look sick but he did look stressed out, clutching both his elbows with his trembling fingers. He was holding his breath, as if he waited for the right moment to say something reckless.

Jon knew something was up, yet, he didn’t care to ask.

Finally, after a few long minutes passing between them in a complete silence, Riddler decided to speak up. “I… I’m here to…” he faltered and bit down his lower lip.

Jon had never seen Edward struggling to share his mind like this before.

“You’re tense,” he stated the obvious, cutting Nigma off and making him turn his head to look at Jon. There was a hint of surprise in his gaze. Surprise and something else, akin to sadness.

“I have to tell you…”

“Don’t,” Jon interrupted, trying to keep his voice neutral but it still came out rude.

Edward stared at him, eyes wide. Shocked? Or a little scared maybe?

“It can wait,” Jon added, this time much softer. “I can see you’re quite stressed out, darlin’.”

He reached out to touch Edward’s left arm, to feel how tense his body was under his green blazer.

“Your muscles are in knots. Let me rub you down first.”

There was an unspoken question in Riddler’s eyes, and even more hesitation in his body language.

The man licked his own lips and sighed heavily. “Fine,” he nodded, lacking any signs of appreciation for Jon’s generous offer.

Scarecrow stood up from his own couch, making space for Nigma to lay down on his stomach across the dirty cushions.

Burying his face in the fabric of a pillow, Edward hid himself from the world, and from Jonathan’s gaze.

The doctor didn’t mind, he approached his guest from behind, trying to straddle his back, however, with his stiff, injured left leg dangling from the couch, this position turned out to be extremely uncomfortable for Scarecrow.

He didn’t say a word of complaint, and in return he heard a muffled sound of discomfort coming from the man beneath him. A pleasant little noise, indicating that Jonathan’s body weight, unimpressive as it was, still didn’t go unnoticed.

Getting to the task, Jon placed both hands on Edward’s back, letting him get used to the touch. After a second or two, he moved his long, slender palms up to the man’s upper back. Making small circles, he concentrated on the neck muscles, pressing a little harder wherever he felt stiffness.

He was patient and methodical in his work, as he knew patience was everything when dealing with the Riddler. And in due time, he got results.

Edward visibly relaxed, his body became less tense and more accustomed to Jonathan’s touch. The small sounds of pain and discomfort turned into relieved exhales. Jon was pleased with his work.

He was starting to like this new, silent Edward, who for once was not arguing or correcting Jon. He thought, he could get an advantage from Riddler’s unexpected visit, and his strangely agreeable mood. There was more than one way to help him relax, and why not making this evening enjoyable for both of them?

He was playing with this tempting idea in his head when he noticed something worrying. Edward’s breathing pattern had changed, suddenly turning uneven.

Scarecrow paused, observing Riddler’s reaction with a hint of concern.

The man, who so far kept his both arms buried under the cushion, now had them trembling slightly. His face was still hidden from Crane, but judging by the sounds he made, it seemed that Nigma was… sobbing?

This caught Scarecrow off-guard. A display of emotions, not triggered by his fear toxin, was not something that happened often between the two of them. They weren’t even that close. They might have this friends with benefits relationship going, but it was always more about the benefits than being friends.

Confused, Crane froze in place. Was he supposed to do something? Say something? Or just walk away?

The situation at hand took him far out of his comfort zone. He was unwilling to deal with Nigma’s emotional crisis right now, even though he was probably the most capable person to deal with such a thing – having a doctorate in psychology.

He didn’t want to be in this position, but it wasn’t right to leave Edward like this either. Sincere or not, he could do as much as to spare a few empty words of consolation for his pathetic partner.

“Edward…?” he started and immediately regretted it, not being able to empathize with the other man in any way.

“It’s alright, Edward,” he finally told him.

“No, it’s not!” Came the angry reply.

Then, after a few shaky breathes, there was a familiar, high-pitched voice again: “Riddle me this. I’m silent as the deepest sea. I’m laying still but cannot sleep. You shall commit me to the Mother Earth, for I have already turned to dirt. What am I?”

Scarecrow said nothing.

He didn’t wish to know the answer. If ignorance was bliss… what was knowledge?

He didn’t ask for this riddle and he didn’t ask what exactly was wrong with Edward. What did it matter anyway? Whatever it was, Jon couldn’t do a damn thing about it!

He had no words of comfort, no compassion in his heart. He had nothing to offer Edward under this circumstances. And what did Edward even expect from him in the first place?

Instead of answering the riddle, he continued to rub the man’s back in the gentlest, most sensual manner he possibly managed.

It was the least he could do for Edward.

Being a villain meant dying alone.

[zeroducks-2]

🧡: What is a popular (serious) theory you disagree with?

💀: If you had to choose one major character to die, who would you choose?

💙: Which character is not as hot as everyone else seems to think?

🧡: What is a popular (serious) theory you disagree with?

Okay I spent the whole day yesterday trying to come up with an answer to this, and then realized that the "theories" out there are mostly actually headcanons? I mean I personally have a whole ass crackpot conspiracy theory about Silver Age Flash comics but I haven't seen many of those around.

So I'll go with a popular "headcanon" I disagree with (between quotation marks because lots of people act like this is canon): The whole Gotham/Bludhaven vigilante ensemble living in Wayne Manor. At no point in time this happened. These people barely speak to each other and for sure they never lived together.

💀: If you had to choose one major character to die, who would you choose?

It's DC. They don't stay dead. Even if I personally would like for Bruce to die and stay dead for a while since the character has no been squeezed like an orange until the last drop and has not much else to give to the narrative anymore - get him out of the picture for a while and let the other characters actually grow in his absence.

💙: Which character is not as hot as everyone else seems to think?

help my pansexual ass thinks everyone is hot

I already mentioned Harvey. I'm gonna have to say Bernard Dowd - he's the most generic looking kid I've ever seen in my life and he was way hotter when he was 6ft tall with noodle arms and a beak of a nose.

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[anoray]

Hello Exceedingly Patient Readers of Spectre One Rises,

I hope you will enjoy this latest section of the story (AO3 account needed to access) and feel it was worth the wait! This is not officially part of Kanera Week 2023, but I'm posting now in honor of this special time and all the fabulous writers and artists contributing to the celebration!

Many thanks go out to @spectre83, @opalknight, @aaftergloweeye, @pretchatta, @iknowwhattosaynow, and @veritascara for all their time, encouragement and support during the beta process!

And a huge shout out to @jun-c for the absolutely amazing artwork commission below :))))

[meanderingandrambling]

Tagged a million years ago by @blackbird-brewster

10 songs I've been into as of late

1: Wasted Potential-Reinary 2: The Ballad Of Lucy Jordan-Marianne Faithfull 3: Tomorrow Wendy-Concrete Blonde 4: Hurt-Hildegard Von Blingen 5: Lesbian Vampyres From Outer Space-Scary Bitches 6. Down By The River-Borislav Slavov 7. Wait For Me-Hadestown Original Cast Recording 8. The Crooked Moon-The Blasting Company 9. Come To The Sabbath-Black Widow 10. Cult Of Dionysus-The Orion Experience

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Also if you just want to use me as an excuse to play make sure to tag me so I can see your tunes

[faggylittleleatherboy]

when u get this u have to answer with 5 things u like about yourself, publicly. then, send this ask to 10 of your favourite mutuals (non-negotiable, positivity is cool!)

hi teo <33

how i dress

my hands are pretty

i read pretty fast

i have naturally pointy ears lmao thats cool ig

i will punch a bitch if needed

[reynaruina]

In the PT!Dib AU, what kind of things does Zim make Dib for breakfast when he stays the night? Anything really fancy, or pretty simple stuff? Does Dib even take time to look at what Zim made before bolting? ...how would Zim react if Dib just took the food with him, even if he doesn't stay? I'd ask how he'd react if Dib *did* stay a little longer, but that feels like a long ways off.

Zim has tried different types of breakfast, from simple to fancy, in hopes that some kind of meal combination will eventually entice Dib to stay and eat, to oftentimes the main variable deciding if his food gets ran over or not is simply if he left it on Dib's path on the way to the front door or not. Dib's been tempted, more than once, but these days he's "gained some fortitude of spirit" and won't let his guard down. Despite accepting the lunches (for a time, at least), he wasn't accepting the breakfast simply becuse "there's a difference between getting food delivered to the apartment where he's got his instruments and can take his time to check it over, and eating a meal right there inside the wol's mouth". Once though, only once, he dared break a piece of toast and dip it in fried egg before bolting out the door. It was far too delicious. Never again.

[idreamonpaper]

Happy belated STS bsck to ya, Grey! What’s one trope you wouldn’t write, except for money? Sending all the good ~~ vibes ~~ and good luck to ya! 🍀🍀🍀 - 💫 (@enchanted-lightning-aes)

I FINALLY HAVE THE TIME TO GET TO THIS ASK! WOO! As always your presence in my asks is very much welcome and I appreciate you greatly, Enchanted! I appreciate the good vibes and good luck and am sending them right back to you! Since I have no emojis on my laptop just imagine me throwing some glitter here!

Hmmm, I had to think hard about this one since I've written a bit of everything and there are plenty of tropes that I refuse to poke with a stick even for money. One trope I wouldn't really write unless I got paid is The Chosen One trope. I have no qualms with this trope, it's just not my cup of tea. I much prefer the "oh crap the actual chosen one isn't stepping up so I guess I have to" or the "I am the chosen one, but my purpose isn't to save the world." They appeal to me much more, but I guess I'd write the classic Chosen One for some cash!

[braydons-world]

"Hi. I'm trying a thing called making friends"

- @eligha-child-of-hades

Hi

[sagestormhound]

@paper-cobra thanks for tagging me!

Plato actually wants to be flower the picrew used

[bibbysstuff]

Happy Late Pocky Date

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[moo-blogging]

Hello ! I hope you’re doing well

Can you do a Levi smut where he wants to get y/n pregnant and gets so carried away during sex that he confesses it .

Then cums inside … multiple times plsssss thanks

Levi's hands were rough on you as he pulled your clothes away. His lips locked with yours, his tongue taking dominance in your mouth. A thread of saliva pulled between your lips as Levi broke off the kiss to pull your shirt over your head.

He attacked your lips again, forcing himself into you. His hands all over your body: grabbing your breasts, pinching your nipples, and pulling your panties and shorts off after you unbottoned your shorts. On his knees, he spreaded your legs, positioning himself at your opening. His dick was already hard and standing, pre cum leaking uncontrollably.

Levi tried to push himself into you but it slipped and rubbed through your clit instead. Groaning, he slammed again but slipped too. He grabbed his dick and shoved it into your hole impatiently. Your knees squeezed with reflex and you moaned into his mouth. Your walls tensed and relaxed as he moved his hips, thrusting in and out of your warm hole.

Levi broke the kiss. "Shi-" he moaned. He buried his face into your hair, breathing heavily beside your left ear. Levi was thrusting deeply and hard, unlike the other times when his thrusts were fast and forceful. One of his palms tightened on your sweaty breast while another grabbing the sheets. You breathed into his ear, moaning his name.

With your hot breath on his ear, your body pushing onto his as you tried to take more of him, Levi's rationality snapped.

"Fuck, y/n! You're so warm, fuck! You take my dick so good," Levi pulled your right leg over his shoulder. Your hips were slightly lifted and his dick went deeper into you. You sqeeuzed your walls as his dick dragged along your walls before hitting the sweet spot. An uncontrollable lusty mew escaped from your lips.

Levi was pounding on you hard, your bodies slamming against each other. The sound of wet slapping echoed. That was the only thing Levi could hear. "Fuck y/n, you're so wet! I'm gonna cum in you! Fuck, I'm gonna fill you up so good!" Levi's legs shook as he cummed inside you. "Fuck fuck fuck FUCK! Take my cum like the good girl you are!"

You were high in pleasure as well, eyes rolled to the back of your head as your cum mixed with his. Your thighs slimy with body fluids, but Levi wasn't done with you yet. He pulled out and white mixtures oozed out from your hole. Levi's face was flushed with pride. Looking at your pleasure-dumbed face, Levi was turned on more.

He pushed your knees to your chest and slammed himself into you again. You moaned to protest as your hips spasmed.

"Y/n, baby," Levi kissed your lips, "let's make a baby tonight. Fuck, you look so beautiful with my cum in you." Levi never stopped his thrusts as he spoke to you. "Levi..." you mewed weakly. Levi kissed your lips again, "take my cum, baby. Be a good girl and take my cum."

The idea of you heavily pregnant with his child turned Levi into a sex beast. His body was burning with pleasure as he cummed in your hole again, shooting his seed deep into your ovary. His eyes were shining with pride as his cum overflowed, leaking onto your thighs and the sheets. You felt your inside hot and heavy with Levi's cum. You never felt this way as Levi never cummed in you before. You knew today Levi had total control of you. Your head was blank with pleasure anyway.

Levi kissed your lips again. Your face sweaty and you were breathing from your mouth, exhausted after you had cummed multiple times now. "Baby," Levi mewed your name lovingly, "let me breed you one last time." He gently flipped you onto your stomach. You couldn't protest and allowed him to move you like a doll.

With a pillow below your pelvic as a support, Levi pushed himself into you again. You moaned into the sheet. Levi lovingly sucked on your neck. Your hole was wet and red and oh so sensitive to every little movement Levi did to you. Your knees tried to squeeze together but Levi kept your legs spread for him to breed you again.

His hand playing with your nipple, another hand interlaced with your fingers, you were drowned in pleasure and soreness. You wanted it to stop but also begged for Levi to go on and empty his balls in you.

(Hey stranger :) I'm doing well, I hope you're doing great too! I hope you like this :))

[feistyvampire]

@kleinstar said: 💚😘👫 | meme

Are they prone to jealousy? 

i wouldn’t say he gets anything too intense when it comes to jealousy, but i doubt he’s totally immune to it. still, he’s fine as long as he gets to spend time with the partner(s) he may be dating imo! i also just haven’t had any circumstances where he’s felt the need to express jealousy though.

Does their demeanor change when in a relationship?

i wouldn’t say it changes too much personality wise but you might see a boost in affection and clinginess, just generally wanting to spend more time with his partner(s) and wanting to do things together that make them feel happy also besides that, edgar is likely to want more intimacy if his partner(s) are okay with it, so it’s something to expect from a person like edgar who has a strong libido

Do they display affection in public? What about in private?

100% yes to both of these - he wouldn’t hesitate showing affection in public if he was with someone who doesn’t mind it, so expect him wanting to hold hands, hug, cuddle, kiss etc

[quixoticprince]

When your medic leaves to go pocket another man or something

[wildbluesorbit]

Hey dolly

if you get this answer with your top 5 music artists and send it to the last 7 people in your notifications <3

Not necessarily in this order but

JOHN MAYER

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YEBBA

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that was really tough😓

[feliville]

is there something goin on between alex n that enderman?

Yeah, she's a girlfriend : -]

A while back some friends and I were talking about what kinda mobs Alex would date, and you can never go wrong with an enderman 💜