#summertime levi

[moo-blogging]

Nothing in my head but summertime Levi. Summertime with Levi is shopping at the farmers' market early in the morning. Levi would pick out the sweetest watermelons, freshest milk, and the loveliest flowers.

Levi would make popsicles out of watermelon, perfect for the hot weather in the afternoon. Sweet, cold watermelon juice bursts in your mouth as you take a big bite. The flesh is half frozen in ice but still managed to melt in your mouth, just the perfect texture for a popsicle.

Levi would pick out baskets of lemons from the lemon trees in the garden. He would wear a straw hat that we bought from a single mother year ago. One of her children insisted on putting a flower on his hat, and he still has the wilted dried flower on. In his thin tank top and faded shorts, Levi completes the garden.

Levi would make jars of lemonade, stocking up the fridge. The kitchen smells like lemon for two days. And he would make pudding too. Lots of pudding where he would share it with the children in the neighbourhood. You see, Levi loves kids.

And he loves you too. He makes sure you have fresh flowers in the house and on your straw hat whenever you are going out. Levi loves seeing you in your summer attire, so carefree so sweet. Sometimes he wishes that summer would never end.

[lovesongbracket]

Reminder: Vote based on the song, not the artist or specific recording! The tracks referenced are the original artist, aside from a few rare cases where a cover is the most widely known.

Lyrics, videos, info, and notable covers under the cut. (Spotify playlist available in pinned post)

Summertime

Written By: Mikey Way, Ray Toro, Gerard Way & Frank Iero

Artist: My Chemical Romance

Released: 2010

“Summertime” is a ‘new wave’ song, allegedly believed to be written about frontman Gerard Way’s wife, Lyn-z Way. In an interview, Gerard said that it started as a riff Mikey had written, before evolving into a song they ‘couldn’t have the record without.’ “[“Summertime”] is one of the lyrically personal songs on the album, whereas the rest of it is just me talking about my worldview. So it’s a really beautiful song and again—no rules. We can have a soft song.”

[Verse 1] When the lights go out Will you take me with you And carry all this broken bone Through six years down In crowded rooms and highways I call home? Is something I can't know till now Till you picked me off the ground With brick in hand, your lip-gloss smile Your scraped-up knees and [Chorus] If you stay, I would even wait all night Or until my heart explodes, how long until we Find our way in the dark and out of harm? You can run away with me anytime you want [Verse 2] Terrified of what I'd be As a kid, from what I've seen Every single day when people try And put the pieces back together Just to smash them down Turn my headphones up real loud I don't think I need them now 'Cause you stop the noise and [Chorus] If you stay, I would even wait all night Or until my heart explodes, how long until we Find our way in the dark and out of harm? You can run away with me anytime you want [Post-Chorus] Well, anytime you want Well, anytime you want [Guitar Solo] [Bridge] Don't walk away, don't walk away Don't walk away, don't walk away! [Chorus] 'Cause if you stay, I would even wait all night Or until my heart explodes, how long until we Find our way in the dark and out of harm? You can run away with me [Post-Chorus] Or you can write it on your arm You can run away with me Anytime you want

I See the Light

Written By: Glenn Slater & Alan Menken

Artist: Mandy Moore & Zachary Levi for Tangled

Released: 2010

“I See the Light” is a romantic duet in Tangled between Rapunzel and Eugene. It is sung when Rapunzel is finally achieving her lifelong dream to see the floating lanterns. The song was nominated for best song at the 83rd academy awards but lost to “We Belong Together” from Toy Story 3. “I See The Light” was originally called “You Are My Forever,” and was a reprise of a song Mother Gothel sung to Rapunzel, before being removed. After “You Are My Forever” was removed, the song was still different from what it was in the finished film. It was an anthem-like song at first but Alan Menken decided it should be more gentle.

[RAPUNZEL] All those days watching from the windows All those years outside looking in All that time never even knowing Just how blind I've been Now I'm here blinking in the starlight Now I'm here suddenly I see Standing here it's all so clear I'm where I'm meant to be And at last I see the light And it's like the fog has lifted And at last I see the light And it's like the sky is new And it's warm and real and bright And the world has somehow shifted All at once everything looks different Now that I see you [FLYNN] All those days chasing down a daydream All those years living in a blur All that time never truly seeing Things, the way they were Now she's here shining in the starlight Now she's here suddenly I know If she's here it's crystal clear I'm where I'm meant to go [FLYNN & RAPUNZEL] And at last I see the light [FLYNN] And it's like the fog has lifted [FLYNN & RAPUNZEL] And at last I see the light [RAPUNZEL] And it's like the sky is new [FLYNN & RAPUNZEL] And it's warm and real and bright And the world has somehow shifted All at once everything is different Now that I see you Now that I see you

[tsnbrainrot]

The Shop Around the Corner (1940) // In the Good Old Summertime (1949) // You've Got Mail (1998) // She Loves Me (2016)

+ Parfumerie by Miklos Laszlo trans. E.P Dowdall (1937)

[pinchepeachyxo]

Warm sun, soft sand, and good friends. 🌺🌴

Part three of my “Summertime Fun Series”.🫰🏻

[flxrartsstuff]

Jujutsu Kaisen

✩ Kento Nanami:

Dressing up (18+)

Play with me (18+)

Discreet (18+)

Neighbor’s show (18+)

✩ Ryomen Sukuna

My massacre for you (18+)

Love Remembered I (18+)

✩ Toji Fushiguro

Shower dance (18+)

Hotel Room (18+)

✩ Hiromi Higuruma

Prompt: Eating you out (+18)

Attack on Titan

✩ Levi Ackerman:

Party Monster (18+)

Just your Touch (18+)

The last thing I need (18+)

Oh, I wish to be…

Late night dancing

✩ Erwin Smith:

Under his command (18+)

My little Art Corner:

✩ Levi

Detective Levi

Tears in the rain

✩ Hiromi

Taking a bath in his suit

✩ Toji

Just being hot

Summertime

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[april-is]

April 9, 2024: Physical Therapy, Franny Choi

Physical Therapy Franny Choi   Ask, first, what your smallest body parts require to sing again: coconut oil for your hair’s dry ends, camphor for the earlobes, rosehip kneaded into fingertips with fingertips. Grapeseed will feed most hungers of the skin. But if even your bones cry January, dip your sharpest knife in a jar of raw honey. Lather it on your thighs, making circles, making certain not to confuse this ache for that other, the one that keeps pulling you to the earth, the one question you still can’t say out loud. Recite instead the names of trees: sumac, sweet birch, slippery elm. Take your palm to the wild place under your chin and count: vein, artery, chokecherry, weeping willow, until your xacto knife pulse slows, holds. Let your mouth fill with gold, almonds, zinneas. Then: soften.

--

In an abecedarian poem, each line begins with successive letters of the alphabet.

Also: + VI. Wisdom: The Voice of God, Mary Karr + Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell, Marty McConnell + Heartbeats, Melvin Dixon

More by Franny Choi: + Catastrophe Is Next to Godliness + The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On

Today in:

2023: Come Quickly, Izumi Shikibu 2022: Heretic That I Am, Tomás Q. Morín 2021: The World Has Need of You, Ellen Bass 2020: Annus Mirabilis, R. A. Villanueva 2019: This Page Ripped Out and Rolled into a Ball, Brendan Constantine 2018: Winter Stars, Larry Levis 2017: In That Other Fantasy Where We Live Forever, Wanda Coleman 2016: The cat’s song, Marge Piercy 2015: The Embrace, Mark Doty 2014: No. 6, Charles Bukowski 2013: A Schoolroom in Haiti, Kenneth Koch 2012: Track 5: Summertime, Jericho Brown 2011: Death, Is All, Ana Božičević 2010: Heaven, William Heyen 2009: April in Maine, May Sarton 2008: Making Love to Myself, James L. White 2007: Publication Date, Franz Wright 2006: Living in the Body, Joyce Sutphen 2005: Aberration (The Hubble Space Telescope before repair), Rebecca Elson

[diavolo-is-babygirl]

Things I Think of: Disneyland Part 3

It's the 2nd day of Diavolo's Disneyland vacation. MC and Barbatos wake up only to find Diavolo got zero hours of sleep because he was too excited about the new day

MC convinces him to get some sleep by smothering him in kisses until he's a blushing mess and giving him cuddles. Barbatos spends time alone by watching passers-by from the balcony and drinking tea

Diavolo and MC wake up. Dia pleadingly asks if the brothers can join them because they'd love it. MC worries about not having enough money for everyone but Barbatos says don't worry about it

So the brothers arrive via portal. From the word 'go' it's a mess because it's summertime, it's bright, it's hot and they're all bouncing all over the place. Lucifer looks like he wants to strangle everyone

The brothers (minus a thoroughly annoyed Luci) whine about Diavolo taking all of MC's attention. MC tells them it's their duty to smother their prince in affection on his special vacation, but now that they're all together they can all have fun together

Dia and MC have a special Blue Bayou lunch date. MC tells Dia his eyes are even more beautiful by candlelight

Asmodeus is the only one Lucifer doesn't want to strangle because he spends most of his time in one place, talking to Elsa and Anna about their beauty secrets, Arendelle activities and their bond as sisters

Mammon, Barbatos and Diavolo are particularly violent towards each other on Autotopia

Diavolo wants to talk to Spiderman again and visibly gets sad when Barbatos tells him Spiderman's on break

Mammon and Levi scream the loudest on Mission: Breakout

Diavolo and MC share a blissful kiss in front of Sleeping Beauty's Castle at night

[skelly-words]

Mermaid Levi <3

I loooooove mermaids (idc that he's technically a merman stfu). This is an x reader, but it's not very romantic.

Also, he has no name in this, so feel free to read it as your fav XD

tags- yandere and monsterish, no smut, drowning, idk what else to tag, levi's a fucking mermaid bro, fear, this could be mild horror idk, i don't think reader has gender yet

wc- 2.4k

Tourists riddle the Pacific coast. Beaches are so crowded in the summertime that it’s unpleasant to go. Most families pop an umbrella up in the sand and camp out all day, and the crowd only begins to thin when the sun dips under the watery horizon. 

But you like to swim alone, turning left– away from the coast and down a dirt road. The back wheels of your car kick up a small cloud of dust in your wake. You bounce up and down in your seat as you navigate the bumps and divots until you can hear the bumper cables in the trunk rattling. The sidestreet isn’t meant to be taken, so it’s seldom maintained. You can tell where it has flooded in the winter, cracking on the surface like a salt flat, and cutting deep grooves across the road’s width.

About a mile down, the road comes to a dead end with a miniscule cul-de-sac to provide parking. The packed earth stretches out to become grass and the sandy shore of a shimmer lagoon. The water passes between green and blue hues as it reflects the splendid sky. But it looks more of a murky emerald in the shade. Most of the lagoon is consumed by reeds and cattails, clustered in the shallow mouth where it feeds into the ocean and up against the waterline. In fact the only break in the wall vegetation is the gap made by a rickety pier.

Algae grows from the pilings, making the legs fuzzy and green below the waterline. The boards are sturdy enough, groaning but not bending as you walk out to deeper water, blue beach bag in hand. The sun is so bright, glaring from above and bouncing light off the sunbleached wood. Squinting over the water, you see that it’s empty.

You like that nobody else comes to this watering hole. It’s only deep enough to swim off the pier’s end, where a neglected kayak tugs at the rope tying it to the endmost piling. It plummets down into a trench of deep blue. A perfect circle with no apparent bottom. The unsettling nature makes most people stick to the beaches. There is always a rumor or two of someone drowning in it, but nobody ever seems to know them. The kayak doesn’t belong to anybody specific anymore, and algae sprouts from the underside. Yet, despite it all, the lagoon is the only place you can feel comfortable, never hesitating to strip down to your swimsuit and smooth sunscreen down your skin. 

Because nobody comes here. You sit on your pile of discarded clothes, dangling your toes in the water. It feels warm, just cooler than the dry summer air. Fall is on the way, but it’s still hot as fuck until sunset. Sweat runs down your spine, tediously over the bump of each vertebrae. You stand up on the pier, toes curling over the edge to brace yourself. 

The water waves. It welcomes you down. You take a breath and push off the plank, head first and with your eyes shut tight. Everything is silent beneath the surface. You can no longer hear the grass rubbing together, wind between wheezing trees. Time seems to stand still while you are submerged, and springs back to life as you pop up to gasp for air.

You swim laps. Around and ‘round the blue hole with your watery shadow following on the mushy bed. One, two, three, four, breathe; you count strokes and inhale just enough for the next four scoops of your arms. The splashing water kicks up behind you sounds like music. Rhythmic and meditative to keep time with your steady count. It’s a familiar song. At a certain point you didn’t need the mental count anymore and your trained muscles do all the work for you. Until your chest hurts and arms burn beneath the mild water. 

You float on your back, gently kicking your legs until you bob dully around the center of the scenic pool. The sun is beaming and your eyes are closed as you relax on your back. To drift in circles with the fluid current. Slight tugs back and forth as the coastal breeze picks over the surface. When it becomes too hot, you swim back to the pier and dry off. It’s not until then that you notice another swimmer. His head is barely above water, facing away from you in the center of the lagoon.

He looks left and right, then turns around to spot you standing at the end of the pier. You don’t know how you hadn’t seen him earlier, swimming in that exact spot just minutes ago. His hair is soaked and plastered to his forehead. The color shines an iridescent, oil-slick purple. But you can’t make out the details of his face until he comes closer, treading water and approaching slowly. Careful not to spook you.

“This yours?” He asks when you’re within earshot. He speaks slowly and the enunciation flicks stiffly off his tongue. 

You squint at his fingers, held just above his eyeline with a glint of silver pinched between them. The stud on your left ear is missing. You silently feel for it before answering.

“I think so.” You kneel down at the pier, then flat on your stomach to reach it. Palm up, skimming the water’s black surface. The shade cast by the creaky boards makes the lagoon look so dark, a stark comparison to the sparkling water under the sun. “Is it shaped like the moon?”

He nods eagerly and comes just close enough to press the stud into your hand.

“Thank you. How’d you even find this?” A disbelieving laugh passes through your lips.

He doesn’t say anything and just smiles at you sheepishly, head tilted down and demure. You take the time to study his face. The bump in his nose, lashes fanned across his cheeks when he squints to look up at you. Strange purple flecks mark a trail down his neck, seemingly embedded in the skin.

“I never saw you get in the water.”

He blushes deeply when you speak directly to him again, but manages to reply this time. “I came from the other side,” he says. Gestures vaguely behind himself and continues, “and you were swimming.”

You scan the rest of the lagoon, but there’s no other break in the dense cattails besides the pier you’re stretched out on.

“I should’ve taken them off before getting in the water. They’re an heirloom.” You take off the other stud and slip them both into the pocket of your discarded jeans.

“Very pretty ‘n shiny.” His eyes gently track the movement of your hands and he inches just a little bit closer. Droplets running off his shoulders as he treads water in the shade of the pier

“That’s why I noticed it.” His nervous gaze quickly flicks away from you. “It would be a shame if the lagoon swallowed it up.” 

His voice has a mesmerizing quality to it now that you’re given a chance to listen. “People lose an incredible amount of objects, like you wouldn’t believe.” It lilts into something enchanting and melancholic, almost enough to bring tears to your eyes. “Anyway, you looked like you were leaving, so I’ll let you go.”

“No, I was just gonna get back in the water.” You sit up and kick your legs over the splintering edge.

“Wait, don't-”

But you’re already plummeting into the water, barely giving yourself time to inhale before you’ve slipped under. It’s like your senses snap back when the cold water engulfs you, eyes widening as you sink. Bits of algae and sediment hover in your vision, appearing to drift upwards while your body plummets down. And through the layers of gloom, the glittering tail of a massive fish beats back and forth. A fish? Or not, as you see the strange boy dip below the surface. Scales sparsely trail down his sides to encircle his waist and legs. They’re chatoyant, milky-purple, and a few stray higher to decorate his chest and neck. You’re too busy cataloging his abnormalities to notice that he’s reaching for you.

You curse your lack of attentiveness as your oxygen begins to run out. He doesn’t pull you back to the surface. His arm hooks around your waist and drags you towards the soggy waterbed. Your abandoned beach bag is the only proof you were ever there.

Bubbles leave an effervescent trail as you scream. Your nails tear at his bicep in an attempt to loosen his grip, then into craggy ground for something to hold onto. He’s headed for the trench, with your flailing body clutched in a vice-like grip as he dives over the ledge. It’s a steep drop-off. A perfectly round hole-punch shooting straight down. The blue hole is bottomless, approaching black as the dappled beams of light dim above you. Your ears throb at the increase in pressure and your oxygen is gone. It’s finally time for you to inhale a lungful of water and close your eyes.

-

“Can yo…ear m…okay?” Everything sounds far away and your chest feels like it’s being crushed. “Plea…your ey…ook at me.”

Water pours from your mouth, dry heaving as you cough so hard your stomach aches. 

“Please, breathe.”

You have no choice but to listen. Your breath rattles like gravel is shaking in your ribcage, and you lapse into another coughing fit. Everything is wet; the slick rock digging into your spine, the dripping stalactites, and the clammy hand drawing shapes on your stomach. It instantly retreats when you speak.

“Where am I?” You say weakly. The sound may not be audible at all, echoing in your panicked head. Your limbs feel paralyzed. Numb and barely tingling as you try to flex your fingers. It’s too dark to see anything besides the distant ceiling covered in subtly glowing lichen. 

“Where am I?” You repeat firmly. There’s still a grating quality to your voice and you can better hear how strained the sound is when it bounces back to you. “I know you’re in here, you fucking freak!” But even the insult comes out broken and wet.

You want to scream when there’s nothing but silence as an answer, feeling the frustration make your hands shake. Nothing but rock walls surrounds you, scaffolding for the moss and algae growing from shallow crags. The flora are the only sources of feeble light, brightening the cave at its jagged edges. You sit up on the limestone somewhere around the center. Drowned in the inky expanse more so than you were under the water.

The sound of lapping waves comes from your left. You stop breathing to listen. He can’t move without making sound. Droplets splash over the rock as he lifts himself from whatever hole you were towed through. Landing on the ground with a smack.

“I’m so sorry.”

You jump when his voice is so clearly beside you. His apology slips like poison into your ears. So you stay still, frozen in your spot  because his voice is that transfixing.

“You’re sorry?” You croak.

“Mhmm, you weren’t supposed to see me.” He sighs. The expression gurgles slightly in his throat, and you can feel it on the back of your neck. “If I let you leave, I would’ve never seen you again.”

You’re so scared, tears welling in the corners of your eyes. Yet, you can’t move or pull away, just feeling him hover. It’s impossible to tell how close he is in the dark space. The best you can do is remain motionless.

“No, I p-promise I won’t. I’ll be back.” You talk quickly and quietly, as your unresponsive tongue tries to stumble through a sentence. “I can’t come b-back if you don’t let me leave.”

He croons softly. Smooth and eurythmic like a whale call as it glances off the walls. “You’re the only person I get to see, and I don’t even know you.” Melancholy spills out of him, soaking each word through. “I just wanted a chance to talk to you.”

You recall beginning to frequent the lagoon last summer. You’ve come dozens of times since then. And you reluctantly start to feel bad for him. An awful tug at your heart, telling you to comfort him and be kind. His beautiful voice becomes more difficult to resist the longer you listen to it.

“I wanna know you, know your name.” He trails tender fingers down your arm, so lightly that goosebumps spring up in a stippled trail.

“So that’s all? Not to kill me and eat me?” You turn to the side, hopefully facing him, though all you can see is darkness.

His hand limply falls away. “N-no, none of that.”

He goes quiet for a minute or two. Drips of water, landing in a nearby pool, count the seconds. It might be night by now. The sky isn’t visible. Not a single crack in the cave ceiling. There isn’t a crossbreeze either. Air so stagnant it gets stuck in your humid lungs. You cough periodically into your elbow.

“But…” He begins again, seeming to pick his words carefully with how slowly he speaks, “Can’t I keep you? Please, since you’re already here.”

His choices make you bristle. Remaining motionless, still, as you realize that your wishes may not matter. The pallid light emitted by the lichen doesn’t illuminate an exit, if one exists. You doubt there’s a way out aside from drowning in an underground tunnel.

“I think you’d better not.” Maybe you can gently convince him. “I-I wouldn’t want to worry my dad. He’s expecting me for dinner”

Again, you’re left waiting for an answer, staring blankly into the shapeless black while he contemplates this fact. Of course you have family waiting for you. He should’ve anticipated this and simply fled instead of snatching you up too. This whole kidnapping is turning out to be a finely complicated mess.

“Yes, but I’d rather not.” He clasps your hand, all pruned up and frozen as you haven’t had the chance to dry. 

You don’t try to take your hand back or get away. There’s not a nearby escape, or weapon to reach for. The damp cave grows colder by the second and you tuck your knees up to your chest. It doesn’t keep you very warm, but it’s the best you can do, dressed in your modest bikini and nothing else. His gelid hands, gently passing yours back and forth between palms, go over each of your digits with the most clinical of care.

When he kisses your knuckles, his lips are cold too.

A/N- should i continue this? lmk <3

[amywritesthings]

SILVER UNDERGROUND / deleted scene 02.

the first face i saw. :: an alternate version, aka the first draft, of that forest moment in chapter nine.

welcome to my segment of deleted scenes, levi's pov, and alternative 'almosts' that didn't quite make the published cut. this scene was the very first thing i wrote for this story! this is the earliest know blurb of SU. originally it was quite abrupt, and i much prefer the buildup that ended up happening in the story. may this be a lesson to writers: write the dang thing, don't agonize about a perfect scene, because when you go back to edit the epiphany of how you really want the scene to go will just come naturally! this is unedited. 1.2K words / explicit language, fighting. :: please remember: this is additional deleted content, not tied to the current canon of the story.

“I’m not going back.”

Levi is expressionless, but there is a hint of anger in his clipped question. “So you’re disobeying direct orders?”

“You didn’t order me, sir,” you reply. “You only suggested I go back. There’s a distinct difference.”

“Don’t be a smartass.”

Except the murmur is a thinly-veiled threat and nothing more. Somehow you’re confident enough about it that you take a few steps forward into the wide gap between you.

“You need the numbers,” you urge.

“No, shithead, what I need is for you to leave.”

“Why?”

“Disobeying orders and questioning your superior. Are you trying to rack up all possible offenses in one night?”

“I am trying to understand why you’re so adamant about giving the squad one less body in the lineup when we’ve already lost so many people—”

“Enough.”

“—and back-up would be at least a day away on horseback, which means we’re sitting ducks until we work together to get out of the forest with as many people alive as we—”

“I said enough, cadet,” Levi barks, and something ignites in you.

Something toxic that leads you to take another step forward, teeth bared.

“I’m not a fucking cadet, Levi, so stop pretending I don’t know what I’m talking about.”

The swear is not as surprising as hearing his first name on your tongue. If you didn’t know any better, then you would swear Levi is just as surprised. A tick of his brow is the giveaway: both move from their typical neutral position, and suddenly the air feels thick around you.

“Do you?” he challenges, low and dangerous as he mirrors your step forward. “Because last I checked, you were just some dumbass with a fucked up memory.”

The insult stings its intended target. You wince, but hold your ground.

“I was once on this squad, sir.”

“That doesn’t mean shit in the present.”

“It does to me,” you confess. Your voice raises to shout. “It matters that I fought! It matters that I’m here. I don’t know why you hate me so much—”

“I thought it would be obvious by now,” Levi flatly interrupts.

You trudge closer towards your captain, but he minds the gap for you: one step of his boot and he’s eye-to-eye with you, here, in the middle of this clearing.

The green flecks in the gray of his eyes bring some sickening softness to your belly, quelling a fraction of the fire within. It reminds you of summertime and darkness. A dichotomy of things you once loved — and things that once scared you.

Levi stares head on, seemingly disinterested in your shouting.

Yet when your eyes drop to his arm, you see the most obvious tell of all: his fist is pale, fingers gripped in a white-knuckle ball of restraint.

So you ask the first question that comes to mind:

“Then why do you want me to live so badly?”

By the sound of his breath hitching in his throat, it’s safe to assume your question has caught Humanity’s Strongest off guard. Painfully earnest, the words are woven in a confusion threatening to choke the life out of you. And Levi — Levi is four shades of enraged, glaring straight through you.

“I don’t give a shit if you live,” Levi corrects with a snarl.

“You don’t?”

“No.”

“Then allow me to stay.”

“No.”

Your chin tilts. “Then why—”

“Why do you want to die so fucking bad?” he snaps, his spit hitting your cheek. “Why bother waking up in that fucking rubble if all you wanted to do was throw away your second chance?”

His anger almost leaves you speechless.

Almost.

Except this feeling, this mindless fight, is the most familiar with the world as you’ve felt since waking up in that hospital. As if you like shouting, ready to throw fists.

As if you enjoy Levi yelling at you.

“Yours was the first face I saw when I woke up, sir,” you bite in response, forcing his jaw to clench. “I didn’t receive the recommendation for reinstatement out of thin fucking air. I went through modified training. I watched you visit the camps between missions. You didn’t have to check up on me, but you did.”

Levi’s mouth twitches.

“For someone who claims they don’t give a shit if I live you sure have a mighty big hand in the pot to ensure my safety, so what the fuck is the real reason behind ordering that I go back to the Walls?”

You manage to relay your monologue of grievances uninterrupted. Something dark brews behind Levi’s stormy eyes, stuck on your wide-eyed gaze.

“You’re insufferable, you know that?” he asks, low and steady, but there’s a glimmer of something else in his voice.

If it was anyone else, then it might have been something close to fondness, but it can’t be.

“Yeah?" you challenge. "Well, trying to keep up with your snarky ass, I couldn’t—”

You're pushed back by the sheer force of his lips.

His...

Your eyes open, then widen, at the sight of Levi Ackerman pressing a kiss to your mouth. Your body responds before you even understand why -- you drag him closer, hands buried in his hair, and respond in kind.

Everything feels too hot and too cold. Everything feels... good. You kiss back with such intensity that you feel his teeth.

Your world goes blank.

.

.

.

.

“What was that all about?” Petra’s voice comes out monotone, awaking you for a moment of dissociation.

Truthfully? You wish you had an answer.

You barely remember Levi telling you to go back to camp to rest.

You can't think of anything else except that:

The tingle of his lips pushed against yours lingers long after he’s departed.

There is a haze in your brain that takes over the fog of your amnesia, settling on a feeling beyond all else: warmth.

Even if you nearly went fist to fist with the Captain — a stupid, costly mistake — everything in your body is warm in the cool midnight air.

Maybe it was a mistake.

No, it was a mistake.

(One that the squad cannot know about, for both of your sakes.)

“We fought,” you provide just as flat.

“I know,” she says. “I heard. You used to do that a lot.”

You turn to study the glow of green on her back from her cloak.

“Argue to the brink of a fight,” she clarifies. “With Levi.”

When you say nothing, she cranes her chin over her shoulder. Although she doesn’t smile, her tone is melodic. Cheery, like there’s something funny between the lines.

“Before, you didn’t mind getting in his face if you two disagreed. I’ve never seen Levi get so angry. It’s a wonder he never punished you.”

So this was a common occurrence.

Did he always end it with a kiss?

Your warmth begins to fade as Petra’s words catch up to you, and you squeeze the fist at your side. “How much did you hear?”

“Don’t worry,” she assures, poking the dying embers with a stick. “I didn’t eavesdrop.”

[captain-mj]

Price finds out Graves listens to Dixion Dallas(Good Lookin, Whisky, F150), and decides to listen to see what kind of music Graves listens to and is thoroughly shocked by the lyrics lmao

This so fucking goofy yeah I'll write it

Does this count as a song fic? I don't know but it's super short and mostly song lyrics

Price looked at the spotify mix. It was one that Graves had made that was public. He was pretty sure it was because a few shadows asked for it. Seemed to be some sorta country music? Price wasn't that big on it, but most of the Shadows were from the south and seemed to really enjoy it.

Especially Carrie Underwood and Luke Bryan.

He had never seen so many military personnel sing a song about smashing something windows because of a person cheating so... aggressively before. Even Soap, a man who sang Scottish songs at top volume specifically to annoy his British squad mates, was taken back.

So he assumed that's what this was, but there were names and songs that he didn't recognize. So he turned it on and listened. Graves had let him add himself to the Spotify Premium that they had. The rest of the 141 had to share an account, but Price got special treatment. He claimed it was because he was their Captain, but nah, Graves just liked him better.

Price turned the playlist on, trying to give it a shot.

Summertime in the blue sky, your hand in my hand Cold beer with some Moonshine and our toes in the sand That look in your blue eyes, it makes me lose my mind I pull you closer, I'm so glad you're finally mine

Price blushed. He was positive that Graves couldn't know he was going to listen. His blue eyes were probably not thought of when this song was put in this playlist.

He put his hands up on my body, made the room a little hotter I'm sippin him like whiskey, got me wetter than the water, oh Swimmin' in, wanna swim in him too Make a little love, show you what my booty do Boy, turn around, lemme hit it from the back Yeah, I know how you love it when I do it like that

Price choked on his tea, blushing. He knew Graves listened to a little more.... for lack of a better word, raunchy music. But that was a shock.

He closed his mouth and kept listening.

Even though I hate to see him go, I love to watch him leave Levi's on top, what a sight, I love them booty cheeks And now he's grinding on my lap like it's the last night that we have I said, "Baby, make it clap, I wanna make this loving last"

Price paused the music.

"What the hell..."

Graves messaged him at almost that exact moment. "Do you want to go out later?"

"Where?"

"A bar."

Price stared at the song title and looked back at the messages. "In the mood for something specific?"

"Whiskey." Graves responded. "Bar nearby has some top shelf stuff for your refined tastes."

"I don't want it to taste like mouthwash." Price glanced at the song lyrics.

I can't take it, that boy drives me so damn crazy He got me catching feelings, I think it's too late to save me I said I can't take it, that boy drives me so damn crazy He's got me catching feelings, I think it's too late to save me

Graves responded. "You want sweetness, you get good company."

"You listen to a lot of Dixon Dallas?"

"Only with good company who buy me drinks."

[m-jelly]

Hi jelly hope your doing well

My request is to ask you for a part 2 of “The summer heat isn't what's making me sweat.”

I liked it too much 😫

Anyways have a good day

The summer heat isn’t what’s making me sweat. Part 2

Pairing: Levi x Fem!Reader

Genre and tags: Modern AU, romance, married life, summertime, shirtless Levi, flirting, fluff, naked wet Levi in a shower, suggestive themes.

Concept: You continue watching your husband work on his car before going inside. Levi goes for a shower to cool off a bit and you can't help yourself so you go and watch.

Part 1

Taglist: @ladycheesington @skittlelover69 @levisbrat25 @li-anne @nyxiieluna @notgoodforlife @galactict3a @nbinairyn @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @demonsimp6

You released a long love filled sigh as you watched your husband continue to work on his car under the heat of the summer sun. Oil dotted his skin and sweat rolled down the curves of his divine body. You felt yourself drooling as his muscles flexed at him grabbing a few parts inside the car.

Levi slammed the hood down and sighed. "That's everything."

You clapped your hands together. "Amazing!"

He cleaned his hands on his rag as he approached you. "So, my darling love."

You giggled as his boots stomped on the wood up the steps towards you. He moved closer to you before stopping in front of you on the swing bench. "Hello."

Levi grabbed the back of the seat before leaning down towards you. "I love you." He kissed your lips and growled. "So fucking much."

"I love you too." You sniffed a little and felt a shiver run through you at the scent rolling off Levi. You adored the mix of sweat and cologne coming off him. "You smell good."

Levi turned his head and sniffed. "Tch, I smell like shit." He stood up and sighed. "I need a shower."

You shot up to your feet and followed him inside. "What about lunch?"

"I'll have it after. I really need to wash up."

You followed him into the bathroom in your sweet cosy home. "Can I stay?"

He peeled his sweat-soaked clothes off. "Of course."

You sat down and gazed at your name. You felt a tingle go through your body as you admired the curves of Levi's muscles. You let out a long sigh when he turned his broad back to you to show the cute dimples you loved above his perky bubble butt.

Levi walked under the hot water and felt his muscles relax at the hot water massaging his body. He smiled a little knowing your eyes were dragging all over his form. He knew he wanted to tease you so badly, so he decided to really milk it. He was going to go nice and slow as he cleaned his body.

His slender hands ran through his soft raven locks and pushed them back. He leaned his head back and sighed. He massaged shampoo into his hair and glanced over at you to see you were in awe. He rinsed it all out before putting in some conditioner to make his hair extra soft for you to massage your fingers in.

He picked up the shower gel with delicious coconut scents. He put the white cream on his plump pecs and began to slowly massage the cream in. He sighed as he lathered his pecs up slowly and gently before giving them a slight squeeze. He gazed over at you when he heard you release a moan.

He hummed a little laugh before squeezing the bottles so the white cream dribbled all over his abs before your eyes. He smirked when you squirmed in your seat a little when he slowly rubbed the cream into his delicious abs that were freshly baked rolls.

He turned his back to you and began to soap up his juicy bubble butt. "Darling?"

You stumbled to your feet. "YES!?"

He looked over his shoulder at you. "Could you clean my back?"

You shot over to him and began scrubbing his back. "A-Ah, so big."

"Thank you." He turned around to face you. "I have something else that's big."

You looked down at his thick soft cock. "It sure is big."

"I meant my hunger, but thank you for the compliment."

You licked your lips. "I got a great hunger for something."

Levi held your chin and lifted your head. "Focus, my love."

You blushed hard. "I am focused." You pouted. "Very focused."

He smirked before kissing you. "I need help drying off."

"I can help!"

He stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel before turning to you. He offered you the towel as he smiled. "I'm all yours."

You pressed the towel against his pecs and began rubbing. "Mm." You dragged the towel down his body to his abs. "So much to dry."

Levi grabbed your wrist. "Stop. You are getting too close to my dick. We're saving that for later."

You dropped the towel before wrapping your arms around his neck. "I love you." You pressed your body against his and kissed him. "I love you so much."

Levi lifted you up making you wrap your legs around him "I want to take you to bed so badly, but I am really hungry."

You bit the crook of Levi's neck hard making him moan. You sucked his skin before pulling back. "That'll do for now."

Levi whined when you jumped out of his arms and ran to the kitchen. "Darling! Don't run off." He hurried into the bedroom and yanked on his shorts. He raced back to you. "Love!" He tackled you from behind. "Don't leave me alone."

You giggled. "I need to feed my man."

He nuzzled the crook of your neck. "You're perfection. I love you."

"I love you too, Levi."

[wutheringheights78]

where did you get your shorts? they’re so cute!! :)

they're levi's 501 classic shorts! can't recommend them enough i have like 4 pairs and i live in the them in the summertime

[ghostcatssecretblog]

Attack on Titan coffee order headcannons based on my modern AU

(For clarification, Arte is my OC ❤️)

Armin probably gets a warm beverage like a cappuccino or a warm latte

-if it's summer than just an iced coffee. Maybe vanilla or caramel

Annie gets something super sugary. Like a frappe mocha or something.

Arte gets an ice latte. Extra extra expresso. The batista looks terrified.

- If it's cold, they'll either get it warm or something in season. They like trying the different flavors.

Eren gets the just plain black coffee, maybe a cold brew, if he's feeling spicy

-He will immediately put creamer and sugar in it tho upon being reminded for the 100th time that he doesn't like the bitterness

-Armin tells the barista to make it decaf bc he fears Eren will be bouncing off the walls.

-Doesn't work bc Arte keeps giving him sips of their death drink

-he actually just ends up mellowing or crashing (needs a nap) (someone check this ND ass)

Sasha gets the most sugary thing on the menu or refreshers, especially in the summertime

Connie probably gets whatever Sasha gets or something similar. I can totally see them trying seasonal drinks together. Maybe getting the opposite so if one doesn't like it, they can swap or try each others

Mikasa gets plain black coffee (like actually.) Or a flat white bc Jean put her on to it.

Levi just doesn't care for coffee he's a tea sorta guy, and he will be an ass about it.

Hange drinks red eyes and Yes you should be scared. They're bouncing off the damn walls.

I didn't do the others but feel free to put your HCs in the comments. If anyone's curious what my favorite is, it's a cappuccino or an affogato, but I normally just get iced coffee bc it's easier.

[sailorspica]

lemonade! angel by the sea! sunset boulevard! tell me all about this decrepit old man

summer self-ship asks

oh mae

lemonade 𖦹 what’s your go to drink order? what’s theirs?

we're both whiskey drinkers who can drink it straight or on the rocks, however in MMBau we're sober 🤘🏼 from simply where we've been in the world, kenny (transatlantic lifestyle) is annoying about scotch while i truly have a dad's knowledge of bourbon. so summertime? i do a bourbon peach tea or a mint julep and also fuck with a red sangria. he thinks cocktails are a rip off

non-alcoholicly, he wants me to quit coffee since i can drink like a gallon of cold brew a day in the summer and vibrate off the walls with cubanos or cafes con leche in other seasons. he does not know he and levi share a penchant for tea; uri put him onto herbal options like licorice root and chamomile, which suck cold, so in the summer he just wants like, ice cold water with some sort of citrus rind; because of me, calamansi juice. also he likes a mango lassi

angel by the sea 𖦹 what pet names do they use for you? what pet names do you use for them?

MAE THIS IS DANGEORUS TERRITORY MY FACE IS STEAMING

him for me: kat, babe, baby, darling, sweetheart; kitten MOSTLY in bed, at time of posting i'm mid-smut writing where honey and sugar have come up

me for him: ken, babe, old man; daddy ONLY IN BED, if out of bed he started it

sunset boulevard 𖦹 what are your favorite spots to make love?

okay this is actually a shockingly boring answer based on my real life experience but 30 cm height difference means we are dependent on furniture which means him standing and me strewn or sat upon something, all best accomplished indoors with a tall bed or a kitchen counter/bathroom vanity/desk. rare excursions involve either me on top or held up against a wall or door and he is fit and (very) strong, especially in a canon or canon-ish AU! but we deadass both have knee and back pain, me from hauling around this giant rack

besides logistics, he doesn't have much of an exhibitionist streak which he would attribute to a bit of conservatism but is more that he's a lowkey toxic serial monogamist who's far too possessive for it (if it's an AU where uri is alive, we're besties/eskimo sisters who commiserate on it)

[steddiemicrofic]

Steddie Microfic August 7th-13th Masterlist

Week two was filled with more amazing submissions! Y'all really love cake, huh? 🍰🎂🍑👉🏻👌🏻

Untitled by @sailing-through-hawkins | Rated T | cw: suggestive | tags: Eddie being thirsty

Vanilla with Fresh Strawberries by @withacapitalp | Rated T | cw: parental neglect

a slice of heaven by @sailing-through-hawkins | Rated T | cw: slightly horror vibes | tags: other!Stobin

Thinking Of Someone For Whom He Still Burns by @theshippirate22 | Rated G | no cw

Yellowcake by @soaringornithopter | Rated T | cw: mild language

juliet's perfectly round and biteable ass by @steddieas-shegoes | Rated T | cw: mild language/suggestive language | tags: pining, subtle coming out

Assault? In my own home?? On my birthday??? by @fuctacles | Rated G | no cw | tags: single dad steve, babysitter eddie

Hostess by @onirislanding | Rated M | cw: suggestive acts with a cupcake

Blue by @aidaronan | Rated E | cw: food

But It's Devil's Food, Of Course by @atmilliways | Rated T | cw: one f-bomb

Summertime Love by @berenwrites | Rated T | no cw

If you throw cake you need to be prepared to shower with your friend after. by @fuctacles | Rated T | no cw

Cuddles and...Cake? by @izzy2210 | Rated M | cw: suggestive language

We're Closed by @aidaronan | Rated T | no cw | tags: Baker Steve, Rock star Eddie, healthy dose of innuendo

that's not why you save the wedding cake by @steddieas-shegoes | Rated E | cw: food | tags: food being consumed during sex technically, married-ish steddie

better left unsaid by @cranberrymoons | Rated T | cw: offscreen death of a parent

cake...at night by @hotluncheddie | Rated M | no cw | tags: established relationship, chubby Steve

vanilla buttercream by @cranberrymoons | Rated E | cw: light d/s, spanking

Untitled by @yournowheregirl | Rated T | cw: hurt/no comfort

strawberry sunshine by @cranberrymoons | Rated G | no cw

Of Grit by @demodoggonetired | Rated G | no cw

There is a reason I'm still standing by @medusapelagia | Rated T | cw: implied/reference to depression, mental health issues | tags: blind Steve, angst with a hopeful ending

untitled by @sidekick-hero | Rated E | cw: anal fingering, ass eating, dirty talk | tags: Eddie's flat ass getting the love it deserves

untitled by @legitcookie | Rated G | cw: angst technically

Of Light by @soaringornithopter | Rated M | cw: mention of consumption of body fluids

It's Totally a Demogorgon Cake, Isn't It? by @after-the-end-times | Rated G | no cw

HIPY PAPY BTHUTHDTH THUTHDA BTHUTHDY by @beenherewaytoolong | Rated T | no cw

The Return of the Cake Lord by @fuctacles | Rated T | no cw

Untitled by @mixsethaddams | Rated G | no cw | tags: pre-relationship fluff

Frosting Fit For a King by @rindecisions | Rated E | cw: mention of homophobic slur

A pretty thing reborn in a vicious world by @hbyrde36 | Rated G | cw: blood, mild violence

Screw you, Levi's by @aliencamper | Rated T | cw: vaguely suggestive lines, use of word 'ass'

caught flour handed by @formosusiniquis | Rated G | no cw

The Way to a Man's Heart by @simplebtromance | Rated G | no cw

Sugar Coated by @batty4steddie | Rated G | no cw

[lou-struck]

Summertime Fun Event!

Happy August My Loves!

A while back I hit a milestone that I cannot even begin to thank you guys enough for and so I wanted to do a little event to kick off the month! Thank you guys so much for reading and engaging.

Just because my summer is winding down doesn't mean the fun has to stop, and so this event is going to be all about Summertime Fun. Whether it’s you and your fictional fav chasing down the ice cream truck, or hiding inside with the air conditioning I want to make summer last just a bit longer.

Send Me an Ask: With a combination of a character, and a summer activity the two of you can do together. 

Example: Seishiro Nagi + Water Park

➼Fandoms include BNHA, KNY, HQ, Obey Me, and Blue Lock 

➼Please refer to my Blog Rules before submitting

➼All works will be SFW

➼Character repeats are NOT allowed

➼Feel Free to submit more than one request. There is no guarantee all will be added

To Enter: Feel free to send me an ask, message, or comment below a combination of a character, and a summer activity. 

STATUS: Submissions Open Link to my Ask Box!!!

Prompt List Below The Cut!

Tagging: @enchantedforest-network

30/30 slots filled

Blue Lock

~Reo Mikage + Stargazing on the Beach

~Rin Itoshi + Frisbee

~ Seishiro Nagi + Lazy River

~Tabito Karasu + The Beach

Obey Me!

~Asmodeus + tanning

~Beelzebub+ Ice Cream Truck

~Diavolo + Lemonade Stand

~Levi + bikini

~Mammon +Carnival Games

~Mephisto + Napping on the Beach

~Satan + picnic

BNHA

~Denki Kaminari +Cliff Jumping

~Eijirou Kirishima + Hammock

~Izuku Midoriya + Banana Split

~Katsuki Bakugou + Rollerblading

~Keigo Takami + Heatwave

~Shoto Todoroki + Camping

~ Tamaki Amajiki + snow cones on the beach

~Tamaki Amajiki + Fireworks (shhh I broke my own rule)

HQ

~Hajime Iwaizumi + Roadtrip

~Kei Tsukishima + picnic

~Kenma Kozume + Sunburn

~Kotaro Bokuto + Paddle Boarding

~Miya Twins x reader + Tubing

~Sawamura Daichi + stargazing

~Wakatoshi Ushijima + Sunrise Hike

KNY

~ Giyuu Tomioka + Pool Party!

~Kyojuro Rengoku + Water Biking

~Tanjiro Kamado+ Strawberry Picking

~Tengen Uzui + Family BBQ