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ALL YOURS (m.) | levi

↬ word count: 11k

↬ slight enemies to friends to lovers except levi has always been in love but he’s in denial, fem!reader, ive decided that this takes place in a time in aot when nobody was dead and titans were the only problem lol, sassy reader, jealous levi, inexperienced levi, sub!levi, typos

↬ summary: ever since you were promoted to captain, all levi ackerman has ever done was shit on the way you run things. turns out he was only acting like that because he couldn’t handle his feelings for you.

↬ genre: fluff / smut

↬ warnings: swearing, begging, levi on his knees for you, oral, vaginal sex, desperate levi lmao

↬ a/n: i havent watched aot in so long so forgive me if i get some things wrong 😭 also im such a slut for sub characters im so sorry

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To Levi, you were the most infuriating, idiotic, and impatient person to ever join the military. Every little thing you ever did he hated with his entire being: from the way you spoke to your squad, to the way you disciplined and trained them, even to the way you made your tea he hated. But, of course, he wasn’t being a hater for no reason.

You were a good fighter. Talented, agile, naturally gifted and athletic. You were capable of ridding a large area of titans within minutes, something not many scouts had a skill for. And although Levi had always silently admired that about you, that was the only thing that kept him from trying to get you kicked out. The two of you were opposite in personality: like opposite ends of earth, sun and moon, fire and water, the two of you had nothing in common and were never able to agree on anything.

“Everybody likes the new captain more than Levi,” he had overheard one of the other scouts whisper in the dining hall after you got promoted.

“Well, yeah. She’s so much nicer and a way better captain than Levi. She’s pretty, too.”

Pretty? Please, were those scouts blind? There was nothing pretty about you. Except for the fact that he seemed to be at a loss of words whenever his eyes looked into yours and the fact that whenever you pulled your hair out of your ponytail he got a whiff of your shampoo and took in a breath just to get a sniff of your shampoo and the fact that when you walked into a room you stole the attention of everybody there and the fact that you were so confident in your ability to run a squad and the fact that he did you find you pretty but he would never admit it and would rather feed himself to the titans than say so. But other than that, you spoke too much and too loud, you were taller than him, and you were annoying.

•••

“We’ve got a couple new scouts coming in,” Erwin spoke as he pulled out a sheet of paper from his desk, looking at the list of the new names of soldiers. He had called you and Levi into his office to discuss “important” things.

“I know you’ve just been promoted,” he looked up from the paper and into your eyes. “But these new recruits need some training and no one else is available to train them. Since you’re still a new captain yourself, I think it would be a good idea for Levi to help you and maybe teach you some things.”

Did he think you were incapable of training some new kids just because your promotion was recent? What kind of stupid logic was that? You were perfectly capable of training the new recruits all on your own and did not need that grumpy old short guy to help you.

“Sir, do not worry. I don’t require the assistance of captain Levi to train these new recruits. I think I know how to do that already,” you kept your hands behind your back and in clenched fists; your ego had taken a blow due to the fact that Erwin believed you needed help to do your job. Besides, you had a squad of your own and trained them yourself, so what made Erwin think you needed help?

“I think you do,” he replied flatly. “You’re a great captain and you’re good at training, but I think you’re too soft on your soldiers. Your soldiers need more discipline themselves…” he continued to list more stupid reasons as to why you needed Levi’s help, but you spaced out. Sneaking a peek at Levi standing beside you, you eyed his resting bitch face, absolutely no trace of human emotion on his face. Why was he being so quiet? Was he already informed of this before you? If so, why did he find out before you? Was he okay with doing it and that was why he wasn’t saying anything?

“They’ll be here this afternoon,” Levi turned to look at you, his voice stern and cold. “Their training will begin as soon as they arrive and if you’re late, you’ll be cleaning all the horses for tonight.”

“I’m never late,” you corrected.

“At yesterday’s meeting you showed up six minutes late. You are always late.” he told you bluntly.

“Well then, it’s settled. Try not to kill each other in the process of training the new recruits. We need to set an example and show them that the two of you are capable captains.” Erwin said proudly.

“Only one of us is a capable captain,” Levi says, rolling his eyes and turning to leave the room. Your eyes twitch in annoyance and your footsteps follow Levi’s out the office door. What the hell was he thinking? It would be such a waste of time to have both of you train the new recruits, so why would it be the two of you? And why did he say you’re always late? You’re never late! And if you weren’t a capable captain, why were you promoted? All Levi has ever done is shit on you and take any chance he can get to throw shade at you.

“I’ll have you know I’m a very capable captain. In fact, probably more capable than you. That’s why everyone likes me more than you,” you start lecturing him, catching up to his footsteps quickly as you follow him.

“People only like you more because you are nicer. Niceness does not kill titans; skills and weapons do.” he refuses to look at you, choosing to stare straight ahead.

“I know that.”

“Do you? Because since you became captain and began training more recruits, we have had a higher number of deaths since your dumb promotion.” he finally looked at you, eyes filled with such hatred it was like he could murder you if he stared long enough.

“That’s not true!”

“Of course you think that,” he rolled his eyes, his flat and monotone voice gone; he was beginning to get pissed. “You would know our deaths have been higher than usual if you bothered to put in effort and actually read the mission reports.”

“I do read them,”

“No, you do not. Because if you did, you would realize that the way you discipline and train our soldiers is doing them more harm than good. And you would change your ways of training. But instead, you hang around drinking with the others and making jokes and pulling pranks instead of doing your job properly.” Levi lectured, his voice laced with annoyance and hatred.

You always knew Levi thought you did a bad job as a captain, but you never thought he would actually say it to your face. He never said much to you, but when he did, it was just insults and lectures about everything you did wrong as a person.

“At least I leave time for fun! You’re all work and no play and this is why nobody likes you, Levi. Why do you think everyone calls you an old grumpy man?”

“Our soldiers are out here dying and you want to have fun? Are you that stupid, or do you just not have a brain? We don’t have time for your dumb little games, you idiot. Do you not care about the lives of our soldiers at all? Are you that much of a stupid brat that you are unable to comprehend that?”

You stare blankly at Levi. He was right. You didn’t realize it until now, but everything he said was right. While you never intended to poorly train anybody or get anybody killed, you realize that the way you did things probably caused the death of a lot of people because of you. Your heart sank and you were at a loss of words. You would never describe Levi as a nice person, but you didn’t think he was going to blow up in your face and insult everything you did. When all you do is stare at him in response, his eyes leave yours and he looks away awkwardly. After blowing up on you and practically yelling at you in the hallway, you grew silent and he was starting to feel awkward.

“See you tonight.” is all he says before he walks off, leaving you alone in the hallway.

•••

You were late. And not even by a few minutes, but by two hours. Two whole hours. After yelling at you in the hallways, you had gone to your room to take a nap and sleep off how you were feeling. Unfortunately, you overslept and nobody bothered to come and get you to wake you up.

Levi was going to kill you.

After sprinting your way to the training area like your life depended on it (because it did), you found Levi standing in front of the new recruits, his chin held high and proud as he spoke to them. When you walked up awkwardly to his side, he turned and rolled his eyes at you.

“Ah, the incapable captain I told you all about,” he begins, his eyebrows furrowing in annoyance because of your presence.

“At least I don’t need a step stool to grab some cups in the kitchen cabinets,” you automatically responded, straightening out your uniform. Your comment earned a couple laughs from the new recruits.

“Don’t forget you’re washing the horses tonight, captain.” his sharp eyes looked up at yours, a mischievous glimmer glowing in them. Ha! He thought you were actually going to listen to him and clean the horses?

“You are not my captain anymore, Levi. We are now equals, so I no longer take orders from you.” you grinned sarcastically. Now that you were standing in front of him again, you began to feel re-pissed from earlier.

“I’ve been a captain longer than you.”

“That doesn’t mean anything.”

“You might be a captain now, but remember you used to be in my squad.”

“Thankfully, I’m no longer part of it.”

Levi turns to you and eyes the pillow mark on your cheek, a smirk coming to play on his lips. When he noticed you weren’t on time, he had thought that maybe you were still mad at him earlier and decided you weren’t going to show up. While that might have pissed him off, he wouldn’t be surprised if that was what you were going to do.

“What the fuck are you looking at?” you retorted after noticing that he was looking at you for more than half a second. His stupid face was a waste of good looks.

“She is a perfect example of what you don’t want to do,” he turned back to the recruits. “Too lazy to show up on time and too lazy to fix themselves up before leaving the room.”

Your eyes twitch in annoyance and you lean down slightly to whisper to Levi. “When I wash the horses tonight, I’ll be sure to miss yours. I know how pissed you off you get when something or someone isn’t clean.”

He knew you weren’t joking. He knew that you knew exactly how to push his buttons. And if there’s one thing he knew about you, it was that you were petty and what you said wasn’t a threat, but a promise. But when you leaned down to whisper into his ear, your strands of hair that softly brushed against his cheek had him hesitating to say anything. He got a whiff of your shampoo and looked away. It smelled like peaches. Your whisper felt like a gentle tickle in his ear, your voice so low and sultry it annoyed him.

You were annoying.

“You don’t want to be on her squad. Trust me everyone, she’d probably get you killed.” Levi tells the recruits, his feet planted firmly where he was standing. He wasn’t moving away from you.

“Captain Levi here would probably overwork you all to death before that happens.” you send a sweet smile to the soldiers standing across from you and Levi.

“Right, well there’s a reason I’m humanity’s strongest soldier and not you.” the not-so-subtle brag had you rolling your eyes.

“There’s also a reason everyone calls you a grumpy old man behind your back,” you smile at everyone and Levi takes a deep breath in annoyance.

“Nobody calls me that.”

“Everybody calls you that.”

“That’s not true.”

“Of course you wouldn’t know. I just said that everyone says it behind your back. Were you not listening?”

“Every time you speak I choose not to listen.”

“Choose not to? Or can’t because your hearing is so bad now that you’re old?”

His mouth twitches. He is annoyed. “I might be older than you, but I’m still stronger than you.

“Oh, are you getting irritated, captain? I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were so sensitive to words. Must be a thing that happens when you get old…”

Before Levi is about to insult you back, the two of you hear a faint voice in the background. “Captain!” both of you turn around. It was Jean.

“Why are you interrupting us?” Levi glares, crossing his arms. “What do you want?”

“Hange told me to come get you guys. We’ve got food in the dining hall to celebrate the new scouts.”

“We’ve barely begun training. They can eat when they’re fin—”

“Dinner is serrrrved!” you exclaim, throwing your hands up in the air in victory. “Let’s go eat, newbies! You’ll need all the energy you can get if you are gonna kill some titans!” as you holler and hype up the scouts, you walk off and direct them all to follow you, leaving Levi in the dust.

As he watches you walk off, Levi’s eyes can’t help but drift to the person walking beside you. Jean.

•••

It’s like his eyes had a mind of their own. Almost like it was against his will, Levi’s eyes followed you around the dining hall. You were the life of the party: charismatic, friendly, and humorous. There was music and food and laughing and you were dancing for the scouts, a bright smile plastered on your pretty face. Normally he wouldn’t think much of it or even care to look, but a certain someone wouldn’t stop looking at you and touching you and being friendly with you.

Jean.

He knew the two of you were friendly, but he never thought it was anything more than that. But tonight, as he was watching you dance, Levi noticed that he wasn’t the only one watching you. Jean’s eyes followed you like you were the only person in the entire room. Jean admired you from his seat, hollering in excitement and hyping you up to the music.

Not that Levi cared. Of course not. Why would he? He totally wasn’t just sitting on some chair in the corner of the dining hall too cranky or upset to talk to anybody because he didn’t like the way Jean was looking at you. Where was Mikasa? Didn't the kid have a crush on her?

Levi scoffs to himself, taking a sip of his tea as he continues watching you. He sees you saunter over to Jean, grabbing his cup and taking a sip of it before smiling at him. Levi’s eyes can’t help but roll back. Why did you look so happy and smiley next to Jean? Why did it look like you were flirting with him? And why was Levi getting annoyed?

Why did he care anyway? He just found you annoying. Your presence, your personality, your entire being annoyed him. He stood up abruptly, setting his tea down and walking out to get some fresh air.

“Enjoying the party?” It was you.

“Did you follow me out here?” He leaned on the wooden fence railing and looked up at the night sky.

“You stomped out like a cranky old man, so I thought I’d check up on you.” you teased, coming up and resting your arms on the railing as well.

“I was doing just fine until you came out here. Don’t you have your boyfriend to go back to?” he couldn’t help but bring up Jean. He was nosy and wanted to so badly know if there was anything going on between the two of you.

“Which one?” you tried to joke, but you forgot he didn’t have a sense of humor because he just stared at you.

“Are you curious if I have a boyfriend or not?” you ask after a beat.

“I don’t care.”

“Bullshit. You must be curious at least a little bit. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have asked.” you tease, leaning towards him and tilting your head and waiting for an answer.

Fuck, why did you have to look at him like that? Head slightly tilted, hair tousled from dancing around, a bright glimmer of hope beaming in your eyes, something he lost a long time ago. His eyes met yours, and he found himself staring at you. Observing, admiring, memorizing your features. He blamed the glistening stars and the shining light of the moonlight that made you look so beautiful. He had found other people beautiful before, but your beauty couldn’t even be compared to others. There was something about you that always hooked his attention, always had his eyes searching for you, and always had his heart beating faster. Although he found you annoying and couldn’t stand being near you, when you weren’t around he found himself searching for you. Thinking of you. Longing for you.

“Are you staring at me, captain?” you teased sarcastically, a smug smile on your pretty lips.

“You’re just so ugly it’s unbelievable someone as ugly as you even exists.” what the fuck just came out of his mouth? It was an automatic response, something he would say out of annoyance but not actually mean. Levi felt himself panic a little, his heartbeat speeding up in fear of how you would respond.

“Oh yeah?” you smiled once more and his eyes wandered down to your lips. He wondered what they would feel like against his own. “If I’m so ugly, why do you keep looking at me? Why don’t you look away?”

You leaned in closer to him once more, your lips close to his if you even slightly moved forward you would be kissing. There was a moment of silence that sat between the two of you. You felt his breath on your lips, your gaze moving down to them. His heart began to race; why did it look like you were about to kiss him? Why were your eyes on his lips? And why were his eyes beginning to drift to yours?

“Levi,” your voice a whisper. His head tilted slightly to the side, like he was getting ready to lean and kiss you. The background noise of music and the scouts cheering inside faded away because all he could focus on was your lips.

“Yes?” He sounded so sweet, so soft. It wasn’t like him at all; he had never been this nice to you. Usually when you tried to get his attention he always answered with nothing but a cold attitude.

“What do you want?”

“If you’re going to say something stupid like you usually do, go bother someone else. Unlike you, I actually have work to do.”

“Don’t fucking talk to me right now. I’m not interested in whatever bullshit you have to say, you brat.”

“Do you—” you began.

“CAPTAIN!” the door behind you slammed open, a slightly drunk Jean stumbling out and holding his beer up. “We’re playing a drinking game, come join us!”

“I’m not interested. Fuck off.” Levi angrily replied.

“Oh. I wasn’t talking to you,” Jean awkwardly said, eyes drifting from Levi to you.

“A drinking game? Sounds fun!” you excitedly smiled, straightening back up and pulling away from Levi. As you began to follow Jean back inside, you felt a firm grip on your arm.

“She’s not interested either,” Levi spoke for you, his hand tugging you back to where you were standing next to him. “We’re discussing mission stuff.” he doesn’t know why he said that. A lie like that just rolled off his tongue so easily and so automatically. If he was being honest with himself, he didn’t want you to go back inside, but stay out there with him.

Jean seemed to notice the hostile vibe from Levi, nodded, then walked back inside. Levi’s hand stayed wrapped around your arm, his grip strong and firm.

“What are you doing?” you asked.

“If you go back in there and start drinking, you’re just gonna get drunk and I’m going to have to take you back to your room again.” he complained, but really it was just an excuse to get you to stay out there with him.

“That was one time!”

“You fucking threw up on me! Twice!”

“Well, where was I supposed to vomit? My bed?!”

“Just don’t throw up at all!”

“How could you say that to a drunk person?!”

“Maybe don’t get drunk and I won’t say that!”

“Ugh, whatever. This is why nobody likes you, Levi.” you roll your eyes, shaking your hand from his grip. You get drunk one time and he decides to bring it up at every chance he gets.

“You think I care about what other people think?”

“I think you care what I think of you.”

“You’re thinking wrong. Maybe if you actually had a brain you wouldn’t say that. I don’t know what Erwin was thinking when he promoted someone as stupid and incompetent as you.”

“Whatever, short bitch.” you snorted.

“What did you say to me?”

“Oh sorry,” you sarcastically apologize, dramatically leaning down. “Lemme lean down to your level so you can hear me. I forgot you’re old, too.”

He scoffs, flicking your forehead aggressively with his middle finger. “OW! What the hell was that for?”

“For being such a brat.”

“What? Me wanting to go and have some fun is being a brat?”

“Yeah. If Jean hadn’t suggested something so stupid, you wouldn’t want to do something so stupid.”

“What does this have anything to do with Jean?” you questioned. Why was he suddenly bringing Jean up? “Wait,” you pointed an accusing finger at him. “Are you jealous?”

“What? Are you stupid? What kind of dumb question is that?” he scoffs again, leaning back on the railing and rolling his eyes. He tried to hide it, but the faint pink on his cheeks was obvious.

You gasped dramatically, covering your mouth. “You are, aren’t you?!”

“No!”

“Would you look at that,” you tilted your head in amusement. “Captain Levi is jealous.”

“Not only are you stupid, but you’re crazy too.”

“Insult me all you want; I know you’re jealous.” you couldn’t help but grin to yourself. Excitement fluttered in your chest and you peeked at Levi, trying to see if he had any sort of reaction.

Although you looked at him and waited for some sort of reaction, Levi was still able to keep himself together. It felt as if his heart was about to explode and his hands were clammy from being nervous and he wanted to avoid all and any eye contact with you because if he even looked at you for one second his facade would break.

You wouldn’t stop staring. Your soft, inviting, and beautiful eyes would not leave his face and the more you stared the harder it became to keep a straight face. He needed to change the subject.

“About the other day after leaving Erwin’s office,” he started. “I’m sorry for what I said. I should have been a little nicer about it.”

Levi apologized? To you? If there was one thing you thought you would never hear from the old grumpy guy, it was an apology.

“Even though what I said is true, I could have worded it better so that you wouldn’t cry.”

“I didn't cry!”

“I know you did. I walked by your room after that and heard you.”

“You listened in on me crying? You’re such a freak,” you poked fun at him. “I didn’t even know you were capable of apologizing. Or even feeling bad.”

“I know you’re a sensitive person.”

“I am not a sensitive person.”

“Yes you are.”

“No, I am no—”

“Would you just shut up and accept my apology?” he burst out, ruthless eyes glaring at you.

Levi was an impatient man. “You don’t apologize to someone and demand for them to forgive you,” you lectured. “That’s not how it works, captain. Of course you wouldn’t know; this is probably the first time you’ve ever said sorry.”

He knew he shouldn’t have apologized because all you were going to do was critique it and annoy him again. “Whatever,” he rolled his eyes, pushing himself off the fence. You knew he was about to leave. “Don’t get too drunk. I’m not going to take you back to your room if you do.”

“I’ll have Jean take me to my room then. Or maybe his.” you brought him up again, just to test the waters and make sure he was actually jealous and you weren’t just crazy. You didn’t actually intend on getting drunk or having Jean escort you back to your room, you just wanted a reaction.

“Do whatever you want.” he brushed you off, waving a hand in dismissal as he began walking away.

•••

Maybe it was the alcohol or the midnight sky or the glistening stars, but since that night you and Levi were able to have a somewhat decent conversation without wanting to throw the other across the room. And since that night, his insults haven’t been as harsh as usual and he didn’t jump at every chance to point out everything that was wrong with you. Surprisingly, he actually began to speak to you as if you were a human and had human emotions. It felt weird at first, and you thought that maybe he was only acting that way because you were forced to train the new scouts together, but even after their training finished, he was slightly nicer to you. If he kept it up, you might even consider him your friend.

He might have begun being nicer to you, but that wasn’t the case for Jean. Jean was getting scolded more often and more harshly than usual, over the smallest things that didn’t even matter. It was so obvious that even the other scouts started noticing.

“Jean’s getting scolded again,” you overheard Armin inform his friends in the dining hall. Your eyes shifted to Levi and Jean a couple feet away. Jean was looking away in shame and Levi was staring up at him, mouth going off and blabbering about how his tea was lukewarm.

“Over what?” Eren asked.

“Captain Levi asked Jean to heat up his tea, but apparently it wasn’t hot enough.”

“HA! He probably deserved it!” Eren cracked up, grabbing his stomach in the process to soothe his laughter.

“But haven’t you noticed too,” Armin lowered his voice in an attempt to be more secretive. You heard your name and all of a sudden their conversation was interesting and now you were listening on purpose. “He’s been so nice to her lately…”

You began to crane your neck towards the young scouts, nosy and desperate to hear what they were saying about you. Nonchalantly taking a sip of your drink, you felt a firm hand grip your shoulder. “Captain,” you looked up.

It was Levi. You never thought much of it before, but now that Levi was referring to you as captain had your heart doing leaps in your chest. It was small and insignificant, but something about him putting respect on your name and calling you with your title made you feel appreciated.

“Come with me. Mission meeting.”

•••

You had forgotten that Erwin asked the two of you to team up and join squads together on an upcoming mission. Since Levi had toned down his attitude towards you, Erwin took it as a sign and assumed the two of you were growing closer. Unfortunately, the mission didn’t run as smoothly as you had hoped.

You sustained an injury, it was light and minor, but it still worried everyone. You had crashed into a tree, a couple tree branches scraping you and drawing blood. You had hastily ripped off a part of your shirt, clumsily wrapping it around the injury on your arm in an attempt to stop the bleeding. Now that you were back in the walls safely, you were trying to wrap your arm up again with bandages with one hand. You struggled, failing to wrap it around your bleeding arm, cursing under your breath and debating whether or not you should go out and ask for someone’s help. Luckily, someone walked into the room to help you.

That someone was Levi.

He walked in silently, his light footsteps were the only sound in the room as he walked up to you. “Need help?”

“No, I don’t. I’m perfectly capable of doing it on my own.”

“Doesn’t look like it. You’re still bleeding.”

“I’m not blind, I can see that.” you remarked, once again struggling to wrap the bandage around your arm. You hissed in frustration and pain. Why wouldn’t the stupid bandage just wrap around you?

“You’re such an idiot,” he commented, stepping in front of where you were sitting. He stood between your legs, your legs touching his. He didn’t make a move to pull away, his slender fingers brushing against yours as he took the bandage from your hands and gently wrapping it around your wound. His hands were soft. Contrasting his personality and attitude, his hands handled you with a gentle touch.

“I told you to be careful before we left for the mission,” he said, securing the bandage around your arm. Your eyes drifted to his slender hands, veins slightly protruding as he applied pressure to the bandage. “And you didn’t listen.”

“You think I wanted to get hurt on purpose?” you retorted, rolling your eyes and wincing at the pain of your injury.

“Does it hurt?”

“Duh.”

“Weakling,” he finished wrapping you up, his eyes staring down into yours. “You need to be more careful next time.” his voice was almost a whisper, filled with a slight touch of concern.

“I know that already.” your eyes stayed on his. His sharp eyes focused on your face, his pupils darting around the details on your face. Was there something on your face? You felt a rush of insecurity and an embarrassing blush grew on your cheeks. “Is there something on my face? Why do you keep looking at me, huh? Got a crush on me or something?”

You watched Levi inhale deeply, his breath lightly brushing against your cheek and you suddenly realized just how close he was standing in front of you. Even though he already finished wrapping you up, he was still standing close to you, his legs brushing against yours. You watched his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed nervously, his eyes going from watching your face to looking away.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” he warned.

“Oh?” you suddenly smiled with confidence. You loved watching him when you irritated him; he got annoyed so easily it was amusing. And when he got irritated, the warning look he shot at you with his eyes sharpened and hard, made you want to push his buttons even more.

“Is it really so ridiculous? Because you can’t seem to take your eyes off me, just like the other night. Am I really so ugly you’re unable to look away?” you remark, thinking about how he called you ugly the other night in a panic when you caught him staring at you.

“Yeah,” he agreed. “I’ve never seen anyone as unattractive as you are.” his eyes dropping down to your lips and lingering on them.

You don’t know why, but in the moment you wondered how he would react if you kissed him. The looks he kept giving you made you weak in the knees and you couldn’t help but want to give into your desires.

“Then why are you staring at my lips, captain?” you challenged, a teasing smile creeping up.

“Because you talk too much,” his eyes darted to yours for just a beat before dropping back down to your lips. “You talk too much…” he repeated, but this time it was a whisper, his lips hovering over yours. “And you’re too loud…” he whispered, his voice laced with a strange sweetness you had never heard before.

“I talk too much and I’m too loud? Oh yeah, then what else do you hate about me?”

“You’re too cocky,” he answers you, his arms coming down to rest on the chair you were sitting down on either side of you. You got a whiff of his scent and inhaled the smell of bar soap. “And when you’re hanging around the other scouts, you dance so horribly it hurts to look at.” his head tilts to the side almost as if he was ready to kiss you. All you had to do was move forward the tiniest bit and you’d get to taste his lips.

“You watch me when I dance?” you grin, tilting your head the other way and leaning in just a bit. When you leaned in, you noticed he didn’t make a move to lean away from you. You have never been this close to Levi, so now that you were, you felt a rush of excitement and wanted more of it.

“Yeah, you’re so bad at it, it’s entertaining.” you saw a small grin appear on his face, something you almost never saw.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah,” he quickly says before leaning down and lightly brushing his nose against yours, if he moved any closer his lips would be on yours. He exhales against your skin, his breathing uneven as he attempts to hold himself back.

When he doesn’t make a move, you grow impatient and lean in to kiss him yourself. To your surprise, he doesn’t pull away, but instead surrenders to his desires and closes his eyes. He is still for a moment, and you wonder if it is because he regrets kissing you back or if it is because he’s nervous. You lean in to him a bit, trying to signal to him to start actually kissing you back. The faint taste of black tea covers your lips before a sudden realization, and your eyes shoot open.

“Was that your first kiss?” you ask, pulling away and smirking down at him, the new memory of levi moving his lips against your clumsily in an attempt to kiss you made you smile.

His eyes widened in fear and embarrassment. “W-What? No!”

“Oh my, captain. I didn’t know you had this side to you. Wanna kiss again? I'll show you how to do it.” you wink, enjoying the slight blush that crept up on his cheeks as his eyes looked everywhere but yours.

“I’ve kissed people before!”

“Your mother doesn’t count.”

“I wasn’t talking about her!”

You grab his chin, tilting it downwards as you look up at him. “That’s cute. You’re cute. Kiss me again,” you lean in excitedly. After finding out how inexperienced he was, it made you want to kiss him even more. When you’re about to lean in and kiss him again, Levi panics and hastily puts his hands on his shoulder to stop you.

“I—what are you doing?!”

“What? You don’t wanna kiss me anymore?”

“You… you brat. You made fun of me,” there is a slight pout on his lips.

Oh. He was hurt you had made fun of him. Well, you didn’t know he was that sensitive to it. “Sorry,” you tell him. You stand up, stepping away from him because now you’ve just made it awkward and feel the urge to leave. When you wait for his response and it’s silent, you decide to leave.

Levi can’t believe what he just did. He let you kiss him?! What the hell was he thinking? Was he actually out of his mind? Of all the people there, why did it have to be you? All you ever did was annoy him with your stupid face and stupid and arrogant attitude.

But as he continues standing there after you had just walked out, he can’t help but want to go after you and apologize. He can’t help but want to tell you that he was just nervous and excited and that he didn’t know what to do and that he actually did want to kiss you.

Your lips were warm and soft and even though it was a moment, your kiss made him feel safe. Your kiss had him melting, wanting more. More of the kiss and more of you.

•••

It was freezing. Levi should have gone back to his room and tried to light a fire again and cover himself with his blankets and gone to sleep but his mind was too busy with thoughts.

Thoughts of you.

His eyes fluttered closed for a moment as he leaned on the fence outside his room’s porch, breathing in the crisp midnight breeze. In his head, vivid images of your lips on his invaded his mind. A pink blush crept on his cheeks as he recalled the exhilarating feeling of your lips on his. He hastily shook his head; he didn’t want to give into that feeling. He was falling for you and he was falling hard. He had to get his head straight.

Taking a deep breath in an attempt to push away thoughts of you, he walked back into his room and tried to light a fire again. His stupid clumsy hands couldn’t light the stupid fire and was getting annoyed. His mind jumped to an outrageous idea: what if he just visited your room so he could just use the fireplace there instead of wasting his time trying to use his? Was he just using that as an excuse to go visit your room? Of course not. It would be such a waste of matches if he lit his own fire. And, of course, he wouldn’t want to waste his matches…

Levi felt ridiculous. What the hell was he doing, standing in front of your door in the middle of the night and knocking? Was he that desperate to see you he had to come find you in the middle of the night? And what was that dumb excuse of using your fireplace for heat to come see you?

“Levi?” you raised an eyebrow in confusion when you opened the door. “What’re you doing here?”

His eyes immediately looked you up and down, admiring your figure as you stood there in your nightgown, waiting for him to answer you.

“Captain,” he spoke, at a loss of what to say. “Um, well it’s a little cold…”

“Yeah.”

“A-And I was trying to make a fire, but I couldn’t.”

“Okay.”

“So I thought maybe—maybe you had a fire going in your room.” he sounded awkward and rigid. God, why was he struggling to get words out that made sense? He was already mortified enough he came knocking at your door in the middle of the night, but he was even more mortified when he noticed the way you look. Your nightgown was thin, almost see through, and he could see the curve of your breasts through it, your nipples peeking out from the thin material.

“Well, as you can see,” you opened the door slightly wider and showed him your fireplace. “I do have a fire going.”

“That’s what I thought,” he paused, trying to decide how he wanted to ask if he could come in. No matter how much he thought about it in the mere second he hesitated, there was no good way to ask. No matter how he would word it, he’d sound desperate and obvious that he just wanted to come in and see you.

“You already said that.”

He decided to just rip off the bandaid; he already looked pathetic showing up at your room, there was no point in pretending anymore. “Do you mind if I come in? For the… for the fire? It’s a little cold.” he sheepishly asked, nervously rubbing the back of his neck. Jeez, he felt like such a loser.

Until now, he didn’t see you show any sort of reaction or emotion to him knocking on your door, until now.

You tilted your head in amusement, a smirk growing on your face. “Oh? Are you sure that’s the only reason you want to come in, captain?” you teased, leaning down slightly to meet his eyes.

Levi’s eyes couldn’t help but wander down to your cleavage, the cut of your dress was low and exposed you. “What other reason would I have?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” you feigned innocence. But if someone saw us, they could assume you’re here for something else besides just wanting to warm up…” you told him mischievously, your eyes checking the hallway for anyone. His eyes bulged and his breath caught in his throat, unable to come up with a response.

“I’m joking,” you break the silence, crossing your arms and smiling at his response. When Levi wasn’t lecturing you or yelling at you, he was cute. “Come in.” he walked in silently, choosing to sit on a chair as you sat on your bed.

“So what brings you to my room at this hour?”

He didn’t want to outright say it was because he wanted to see you, but he wanted to see you. “I’m sorry,” he began. “About earlier. I panicked, so that’s why I pushed you away.”

“No worries, there’s no need to apologize. I wasn’t mad.”

That was it? Levi was overthinking and worried that he had upset you, but you brushed it off like it was no big deal.

“Oh. Okay.”

“Was that all you needed?”

“Um,” he’s trying to think of something else to say—something else to say, so that he won’t have to leave (really so that you won’t kick him out and he has an excuse to stay), but his mind has been blurry since he stepped foot into your room. He is nervous: hands clammy and shaky, breathing uneven and louder than usual, and eyes struggling to meet yours.

“You look like you want to kiss me.”

“What?! No, I don’t!”

“Oh yeah? Then why do you keep looking at my lips?” you questioned.

He didn’t realize his eyes kept running back to your lips. He stands up abruptly, heading for the door in embarrassment. Levi reaches for the door, stepping forward to walk out. When he’s halfway out the door, he panics, quickly backing into your room, but he bumps into you.

“What’re you—” you had originally stood up to watch him leave and close the door when he backs into your space. You get a whiff of his hair, it smells subtle and clean.

“Shit,” he slams the door and turns around. “I saw someone in the hallway.”

“And?” you look down into his eyes, panic rising in them.

“What would people think if they saw me walking out of your room in the middle of the night?” he nervously says, fidgeting with his hands in front of him, his back pressed against your bedroom door as he looks into your eyes.

“Well,” you start. “Why are you really here anyways? Is it actually because you’re cold? Or is it something more?” your tone sounds suggestive.

“You’ve misunderstood.” he speaks, his voice barely a whisper and his eyes lingering on your lips.

“Did I?” you reply, your eyes dropping down to his lips. He licks them unconsciously, almost leaning in.

“Yes, I don’t like you that way.” a total lie.

“You don’t like me?” you smile and lean closer to him. He stands there firmly, his nose brushing against yours as he finally looks up into your eyes.

“Not at all.” he doesn’t even bother to try and hide the fact he’s lying.

“Then why do you keep staring at my lips? You look like you wanna kiss me.” you told him again.

“No,” he inhales sharply, his breathing uneven as he moves his mouth dangerously closer to yours.

“So what? You hate me?”

“Yes,” he leans in, pressing his lips against yours. His lips are still against yours for a moment before he pulls away, cheeks red and eyes droopy. “I hate you.”

Maybe it was because your room was warm and cozy and inviting, or maybe because it was late at night and he was just desperate and lonely, but kissing you had Levi feeling shaky and nervous but excited. Your lips were warm and soft against his and he found himself wanting to press his body against yours in an attempt to be closer to you.

He had tried so hard to suppress his desires to be with you, to be near you, to want you. But the walls he forcefully put up were crumbling so easily with a simple kiss from you.

He leans in again, this time more aggressive and desperate. You smile into the kiss—he had no idea what he was doing. But the fact that he was so desperate and wanted more so badly he was willing to make a move himself had you feeling warm and fuzzy on the inside. You pull away, his lips searching for yours as you do.

“Gentle now, captain.” you whisper. It felt as if he was in a rush when there was no need for that.

Your hand gently came up to his cheek, softly touching his skin. He leans into your touch, his eyes fluttering closed. It was like he was under a spell: he was so quiet and so desperate, it wasn’t like the usual Levi.

“Still hate me?” you joke.

His eyes open. This time, they’re no longer empty. His eyes are soft, focused on yours, hopeful of what is to come next.

“Yes.”

“I like you, too.” you lean in, kissing him slowly and gently. Your hands snake through his hair, tilting his head slightly to gain better access to his lips. His arms wrap around your neck, pulling you closer to him as he presses his body up against yours. His back is pressed up against the door, and you can feel his rapid heartbeat through his shirt causing you to smile into the kiss. He quickly becomes breathless, pulling away from you, his lips hovering over yours.

As quickly as he pulls away, he pushes himself into you again, longing for more. You kiss him back, your tongue lightly licking at his mouth, asking for permission. He hesitantly opens his mouth into the kiss. Kissing him makes you feel as if you’re drunk. It’s so addicting and so satisfying it makes you want more. You lick inside his mouth, your fingers tightly gripping the roots of his hair. You pull away, your fingers grabbing his hair and tugging on it and forcing him to look into your eyes. He breathes heavily, his eyelids barely open and lips glistening wet.

“Kiss me more,” he breathes.

“Why should I?” you tease.

“I want—no, need more of you.”

“If you want me that bad, beg for it.”

You wanted Levi to beg for it?! As if he wasn’t already embarrassed enough, you were going to make him beg for more? Did he look that desperate you thought you could make him beg for it and he’d pull through and actually do it? There was no way he was going to do that. Absolutely not. He’d rather—

“Please,” he automatically said. Even though his head was telling him not to, his heart wouldn’t listen. His hands run down your back and wrap around your waist. You can feel the warmth of his hands through your nightgown, his hands rubbing at your hips soothingly.

“Hmm?” you pretend you have no idea what he’s talking about. He leans into your side, his breath tickling your ear as he breathes in the scent of your hair. The hands on your hips pull you towards him, his hips pressing against yours, the pressure causing him to twitch in his pants.

“Come on,” he whispers as he tries to control his breathing. He felt unsteady, his breath uneven as he held himself back. “Don’t make me beg.”

He’s embarrassed. “Guess you don’t like me enough to beg,” you shrug, letting him go and crossing the room to sit on your bed.

Levi stays at your door for a moment, debating whether or not he wants to give into your desires. When his hand comes up to lock your bedroom door knob, you smirk. He makes his way over to where you’re sitting, politely kneeling down in front of you. He looks up at you through his strands of hair, his usual sharp eyes looking round and soft like a puppy.

“Please,” he says again. “Tell me what to do.” his hands come up to grab your shins, his fingers sneaking underneath your dress and caressing your skin gently. His slender hands make their way up to your knees and he tentatively lifts your nightgown to leave a loving kiss on your knee.

He looks back up to see you staring down at him, a playful smirk painted on your face. You can’t help but smile at the fact that Levi was on his knees in front of you, so willing and eager to do whatever you wanted. He looked so submissive—his back slightly arched, shaky hands holding onto you, and voice whiny. You felt a throb in your core, taking a deep breath in an attempt to control yourself so you wouldn’t pounce on him right then and there.

“Come up here,” you whisper softly and he follows you immediately and crawls up the bed, his legs straddling your lap as he nervously sits on top of you.

Your hands come up to squeeze his thighs, his muscles tensing as soon as you do. He wraps his hands around your neck, pulling you closer to him as your eyes move to his neck. You imagine he would look good with hickies. So you lean in, leaving a small kiss on his neck. After a few small kisses, you can’t help but nibble on his skin, biting the sensitive area and sucking on his soft skin. He reacts quickly, pulling you closer to himself and pushing your head into his neck. It is faint and quiet, but a small moan escapes his lips and his hand comes up to immediately cover his mouth.

You wanted to hear more. As your tongue traces his skin and as you start leaving marks on his neck, his head tilts back in pleasure, whimpers beginning to leave his pretty lips. He bites down on his bottom lip, gulping as he tries his hardest to stay quiet. But the more he whimpers, the harder you suck on his skin, and he can’t help but start rocking his hips involuntarily.

“Hnghh,” he whines, his hips rocking against your thighs, desperate for some friction. Your hands move from his thighs up to his ass, grabbing it and squeezing shamelessly as his hips rock faster.

You pull away from him, cupping his ass one more as he whimpers in pleasure. Levi looks down at you, eyes dropping down to your lips as he leans in and licks at your mouth. This time the kiss is sloppy, rushed, and impatient. The more time that passes between the both of you, the more desperate you become. You bite down on his bottom lip, aggressively pulling him into you as you kiss him harder.

“Haaa,” he pulls away breathlessly, his rocking hips slowing down. “I’ve run out of patience.”

“I noticed.”

“I want it so badly. I want you so badly. P-please,” he huffs.

“Have a little more patience, Levi.” you stroke his cheek tenderly. “We’ve got the whole night.”

He blushes, his hands coming up to reach for the first button on his shirt. “It’s a little hot in here,” his hands tremble, failing to undo his button.

You smirk, watching him nervously try to undress. “Trying to give me a show?”

“Stop-stop teasing me,” he pouts, grabbing your hand and bringing it to his chest. “Undress me.” he demands.

“Whatever you say, captain.” your skillful fingers work at his shirt buttons, easily undoing them and pulling his shirt off for him. He’s slender but muscular, and when your eyes admire his figure, you spot his hardened erection through his pants. He doesn’t bother to cover it up out of embarrassment, instead, choosing to grab your hand and guide it to where he really wants it.

You start gently rubbing him through the cloth, his hips slowly, rocking against the friction of your hands. You were surprised he seemed so open about what he wanted—you had thought he was going to be shyer. You stroked his hard dick through the thin material of his pants, his head leaning into the crook of your neck. He breathes in and out slowly, trying to keep his composure but it slowly begins to fade the more aroused he grows because of you.

He whimpers, his hips slowing down to a stop. “I’m ready for more,” he whispers against your ear and climbs off of you, grabbing you on top of him as he lies on the mattress.

“Hmm,” you begin, your fingers slowly undoing his pants. “How many people have you been with, Levi?” you asked innocently, your hands tugging at his pants. He lifts his hips up, allowing you to slip off his pants and underwear. His hardened cock lies against his flat stomach, glistening with his pre-cum.

“Not many,” he answers. “I don’t have a lot of experience.” he continues shyly and looks away in embarrassment.

“Cute,” you grab him, your hand stroking him from his shaft to his tip. You lean over him, sticking out your tongue and letting saliva drip onto his tip, making sure to maintain eye contact with him. His eyes widen, surprised at what you’re doing but pleasured. Your saliva coats him, allowing you to more easily stroke him, your thumb circling over his tip. His hips automatically thrust upwards into your hand, his own hands gripping the bed sheets. You feel him twitch in your hands, smirking to yourself as you bring your mouth down to him once more.

Levi’s mind is hazy and his judgment is clouded. It’s like he’s under a spell from you, he desires so much from you and is so willing to do absolutely anything for you to fulfill those desires. His head tilts downwards to watch you, your eyes hungry and determined. He can’t help but whimper even though you haven’t gone down on him completely, he is just desperate for anything at this point. He watches you smack his cock on the tip of your tongue playfully, your hand expertly stroking his shaft. He moans, making sure to cover his mouth so that nobody else hears but you.

His eyes are still trained on yours though, watery as tears begin to fill his eyes. He feels your mouth take in all of his length, sucking him in as your hands massage his thighs. He feels you forcefully spread his legs wider, and his cheeks heat up. If it weren’t for the low lighting in the room, he would collapse from embarrassment. It was something about him splayed out on your bed, legs spread open by your hands that had him feeling a little too exposed and humiliated. Strangely, he liked it. He enjoyed being underneath you, allowing you to do whatever you desired with his body.

There was something about Levi in tears, whining and whimpering for more underneath you that had you shaking in excitement. His whimpers were like music to your ears and all you wanted in the moment was to hear more of it. He wasn’t afraid to hold back how good he was feeling and it made you want to please him even more. You took him in your mouth once more, your tongue swirling over his sensitive tip. His hips can’t help but thrust again, and you hold him down, pushing down on his thighs with your hands. You come back up, your mouth leaving a string of saliva as you pull away from him. He already looks out of breath, his forehead slightly glistening with sweat as he struggles to catch his breath.

“You look like you need some relief,” you tease, crawling up to straddle him. You begin lifting your dress to take it off, and his eyes immediately drift to your breasts. He watches you undress in silence, choosing to quietly admire you from a distance.

He chuckles quietly, his hands grabbing at your thighs. He rubs up and down at your skin, his eyes focused on yours. “You look like you want to sit on my face,” he replies.

“I think you’re the one who wants me to,” you smirk, moving to hover over his face. You catch a glimpse of excitement and arousal in his eyes.

“I do,” he confesses. “I want to taste you so bad,” he continues, biting down on his bottom lip. “Please—please let me.”

“Well, since you seem so desperate.” you smile, grabbing the headboard in front of you as he grabs you, forcefully sitting you on top of his face.

His tongue immediately comes up to lick you, and he moans. His hands snake back to grab your ass, pushing you further onto his mouth as he struggles to find your clit. You chuckle, angling your hips and thrusting in his face so that your clit gets the stimulation you need. You begin to ride his face, your hips aggressively thrusting as he moans into you. You wonder if he’s struggling to breathe, so you pull away a bit, but he pulls you back into him, his hands squeezing your ass cheeks as he laps at your pussy, whimpering in pleasure. You pull away, his face shining with your wetness and cheeks rosy.

“Not bad,” you tell him, grabbing his chin with your hands. “Now it’s time to open up, captain.” your fingers ghost over his lips and he automatically opens them, taking in your two fingers. His tongue is warm and wet and swirls around your fingers as his eyes close in pleasure. He moans against your fingers as you shove them deeper into his mouth, making sure to coat them in his saliva. When you pull them out, you bring your fingers to your wetness, rubbing at your entrance.

“Fuck,” he whispers, his hand coming up to stroke his dick as he watches you tease yourself. He moans again, watching as you rub your clit, your fingers teasing yourself once more as you insert a finger into yourself. You moan, thrusting into your own fingers and Levi strokes himself faster, captivated by you.

“Please,” he starts, tapping your thigh with his hand politely. Cute. “Fuck me, please. I need you so bad. Please, please fuck me.” he desperately asks, his eyes tearing up once again.

“Oh? How badly do you want it?” you hover over him, rubbing your clit on his dick, your hips slowly grinding against him.

“Ahh,” he moans and grabs your hips and presses you onto his cock. “Please… please ride me. I want you to fuck me so badly, please.” a tear slides down his cheek, more tears swelling in his beautiful eyes.

You feel yourself throb as you hover over him, patience thin. You push yourself into him, taking in his cock and throwing your head back in pleasure. You tighten around him and feel him throb inside of you. You bite down on your lip to contain your moans, making sure to keep quiet. Levi, however, was the total opposite. He was so aroused and so desperate and so turned out it was like he had completely forgotten that the walls were thin and it was late at night and people were trying to sleep. He was moaning loudly, tears escaping his eyes as he cried out to you in pleasure. He was thrusting upwards into you, frantic for some friction. His hands were gripping his bedsheets once again as he fucked himself into you, whimpers escaping his pretty lips.

“Fuck,” you mumbled as you bounced on top of him, taking in his dick. “People are going to hear you if you don’t quiet down.” you warned, leaning down to get closer to his face.

“Hnngh, I’m sorry,” he whispers, tilting his chin up for a kiss. You give in, sloppily kissing him as he opens his mouth to let you in, moaning into your mouth as his hips begin thrusting faster. You pull away from him, breathless as your hand sneaks down to rub your clit. He pulls you into him, holding you close as his hand strokes your hair lovingly. You feel him breathe against your ear, whimpering in pleasure as you continue to ride him. You feel yourself growing closer, so you begin to ride him faster as his moans grow louder in volume.

“H-Harder,” he breathes. “Please fuck me harder.” he pleads and you oblige, your hips speeding up along with his thrusts. He’s more vocal now, whining your name and moaning as if there isn’t somebody sleeping right next door.

“Haaa,” he sighs, face flushed and hips struggling to keep up. He throws his head back against the pillows, panting in pleasure and hands coming up to grab your thighs, fucking himself harder into you. You feel the familiar knot in your stomach, your pussy squeezing down on him as you rub yourself, hips stuttering as a wave of pleasure takes over and you cum, toes curling and holding onto his hands that grab at yours. When he feels you cum on him, he whimpers and bucks into you, unable to hold himself back any longer. You pull yourself off of him and he moans, his cum spurting out and landing on his stomach. His face is flushed and he’s out of breath; he looked beautiful.

His eyes bore into yours, and it is silent in the room except for the sound of both of you catching your breath. As you come down from your high, you climb off of him, your legs trembling. Levi immediately sits up, grabbing your shoulder gently to sit you back down.

“I’ll help clean up,” he assures you, leaving a kiss on your cheek.

After the two of you clean up in silence, he wonders if you are going to let him stay there, or kick him out. Now that the two of you have given in to your desires to have sex, what now? Should he confess his feelings to you now that he’s realized them, or wait for you to say something? What if you just thought tonight was nothing more than a no strings attached sex? His heart sank at the idea. He didn’t want that at all. He wanted to be with you. He wanted to be yours. Watching you finish changing your bed sheets, he awkwardly crosses the room to stand next to you.

“Um,” he starts, and you stop what you’re doing to look at him. “Do you need help? With—with your sheets..?”

“No, as you can see, I’m done.” you gesture to your made bed.

“O-Oh,” he pauses, nervous and unsure of what to say.

You look at him, watching him rub the back of his neck out of anxiety and awkwardness. “Levi,” you start.

“Captain,” he automatically responds.

“Do you like me?”

His eyes widen and he appears to be taken back. “Uh, I—Yes. I… I thought it was obvious.”

“You never actually said it. I was the only one to confess.” you point out.

“Oh.” here it was. Here was the moment he had to pour out his feelings and confess his love for you. The only thing was, he was so horrible with words.

“Um,” he starts. How many times has he said that already? Jeez, he felt so stupid and nervous and embarrassed. “At first—I thought I hated you. I thought you were a horrible captain and bad at your job and annoying and a terrible dancer and I also thought you talked way too much and sometimes it would give me a headache and you’re also really cocky, but—” he stopped himself. Why was he insulting you? He was supposed to confess his feelings and all he did was start insulting you? What the hell was wrong with him?

“S-Sorry. I’m sorry. What I’m trying to say is—I… I like you. A lot. And… and, if you—I would like to be yours. All yours.” he pouted, disappointed in his confession of love.

You smile, pulling him into a sweet kiss. “Well, you could’ve just said so, captain.”

•••

“Did you hear?” you overheard Armin whisper quite loudly to his friends as you sit a couple tables away from them in the dining hall with Levi. He was drinking tea as you munched on a sandwich.

“He confessed his feelings to her! Captain Levi?! Can you believe that? I always thought he hated her!” he said excitedly, hitting Eren’s arm.

“Please, she’s out of his league.” Jean pointed out sourly, a hint of jealousy in his voice.

You thought you were the only one listening in on them, but when you look over to Levi, he’s smirking in victory after hearing what Jean said.

“How do you know that?” Mikasa asks Armin.

“Hange said she saw Levi walking into her room a couple nights ago around midnight,” he begins. “And she said they were loud! Especially captain Levi!”

You eye Levi, and as soon as he hears what Armin says, he spits out his tea, coughing as his eyes widen in embarrassment. You laugh, rubbing his back to soothe him.

“I warned you that someone would hear.” you tease.

“That shithead Hange—” he coughs again, his face turning red. “Shut up, you brat.”

•••

a/n: thank you sm for reading! i didn’t mean for it to be this long lmao

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Got any cool hip creepypasta headcanons?!?😱😱

DEPENDS... its hard without any specific prompts but yk what anon im capable of talking out of my ass no matter what.

this'll be talking about the main 12 i usually talk about, so if i say smth like 'so and so is the ONLY one who does this', they aren't actually the only one

toby rides a bike everywhere. he just steals random ones if he sees one he likes or knows hes hella far from home and doesnt wanna walk. brought home a pink beach cruiser once and natalie laughed her ass off. . .

the proxies (tim, brian, toby) have a cabin that tim and brian treat more like a safehouse rather than a home. tim and brian share an apartment near the city though. toby is the only one who lives there full time. they all have to pitch in for the bills, but toby has to scramble to get the majority bc again.. lives there full time.

the cabin only has 2 bedrooms, 1.5 baths, a connected kitchen/living room, and an attic. the small bedroom is filled to the fucking BRIM with random bullshit that they keep as storage but its just ridicoulous. like boxes filled with random shit toby steals (i kinda hc toby as a kleptomaniac too), tables, dressers, clothes, etc. a lot of it is also stuff that like, jeff or nat dropped off being like 'keep this safe for me' and it eventually just devolved into a storage room. the master bedroom is where tim or brian sleep IF they are at the cabin. toby made the attic his bedroom, but he falls asleep on the couch or in the master bedroom if the other two aren't home. he just likes that the attic is someplace nobody else really wants to go cuz.. why would they need to?

tim owns a busted rusty reddish colored pickup truck. he totally named it something like sheila and calls it a 'she.' brian prob just has a basic little grey honda. does not name it . .

natalie has huge issues w her gender. not in a queer way(well sort of in a queer way bc im projecting) but in a like. 'fuck this shit im fucking tired' because growing up, she was always a daughter, sister, niece, etc before she was her own person. she grew up in a house of men, and her extended family was largely ran by shitty, loud, sexist men that constantly ostracized her for being a girl. toby is legit the only dude she's fully like Ok. I'm ok with u. ur just fucking stupid. and she pokes fun at him being a mamas boy and says thats why shes ok with him. she stopped talking to him for like a month the one time he made a gender roles comment that he got from his dad.

natalie used to play volleyball and basketball growing up cuz again, grew up with boys and she was always really tall (like 5'7 in 6th grade, 6ft by highschool). sports and art were her ONLY outlets, but she was always degraded and shamed by her dad and brother for art. her dad loved that she played sports though, one of the only things he was supportive about . until she got a little older and he decided that being a tomboy wasnt as endearing on a teenage girl.

i cannot explain how close jane and her parents were. she was an only child in a upper middle class house to a lawyer and a real estate agent so she was always spoiled rotten, taken care of, always told how beautiful and smart she was. hence why losing them is the most fucking detrimental shit to ever happen to her. she literally worhsips her parents. she's wore mothers wedding dress to her own wedding. her uncle(dads brother) walked her down the aisle holding a framed photo of her dad. she almost refused to walk during her university graduation because her parents couldn't be there, despite the years worth of hardwork and dedication she put into it.

mary(janes wife) was janes bestfriend in highschool. it was one of those crazy homoerotic female friendships. they were eachothers first kiss even when they thought they were straight ("oh lets practice kiss for our future bfs!").

my idea of ben kinda combines the idea of ben the kid who drowned, and BEN the experiment to put souls into a digital afterlife. ben bought majoras mask from some creepy neighbor at a garage sale, and the neighbor had like. this completely absurd theory that he could put himself into a game or something. so he ended up tricking several kids into buying the same majoras mask cartridge, killing them after they beat the game together, and their souls DID get trapped in the cartridge but it didnt do much for his theory... WHICH MEANS that BEN is a culmination of several people, kids and teens raging from like 7-19, but the ben we know is sort of like.. the only one who escaped the cartridge (he was the last one killed and the reason the man got caught for murder)? but he was stuck in said cartridge for about like 7 years before he was 'reawoken' so traces of others souls are in him. ITS REALLY COMPLICATED it makes sense in my head but idk. he has a lot of identity issues that come packed with having his childhood stolen from him.

he's so close to sally because he relates to her on that level. while their trauma was different, being a kid taken advantage of and fucking murdered is insane. despite coming from completely different time periods (sally died in the 1900s, ben died in the 2000s), ben can only find himself truly relating to sally on an emotional level. sure, him jeff and toby can laugh and play video games and wrestle and stuff, but sally is the only one who can even begin to understand what it's like to be a dead kid.

sally and ben kinda make a lot of comments about humans and stuff LOL. most of it is in the 'you ungrateful pieces of shit you THREW AWAY YOUR LIFE' but sometimes it's something more bittersweet. 'you lived to adulthood, you have so much, you can do so much, please keep going, there's so much left for you, don't let it go' etc etc. they can sometimes be the wisest in their perspectives of life, death, mortality. but theyre both so bitter and traumatized and hurt but it that it's mostly overshadowed by envy. that's why the two of them can be so close, even if they dont really sit and like.. philosophize about life. lmfao

ben has gotten into several like police and governemnt systems and removed so many cctv footage of everyone getting in trouble, or even wiped their shit from systems. he is like the main reason none of them are in jail unironically.

jeff is the only one who truly enjoys murder. he's a sadist at heart and has a fetish for all this blood and guts. toby and natalie did have their own periods in life where they killed for relief/as a power trip(toby only ever did it under orders, natalie took some sleezy guys home from bars). the rest of them either aren't killers, or don't do it by choice (brian and tim).

i was gonna ramble about nina next but im kinda embarrassed that i just spoke so much about them BAHAHAH OK THANKS ANON

#chatterbox #hcs #creeped #ummm #creepypasta #ticci toby #clockwork #jane everlasting #jane richardson #ben drowned #natalie oullette #asks

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PLS DO SHIGGY THIGH FUCKING HCS thank u ily

I honestly didn't think I'd write on here again but I can't sleep and it's like 5:30 in the morning lol. So I'll write some thigh fuckin' headcanons to ease the stress 😎 (also TW: for thigh fucking, somnophilia, long post in general LMFAO. If I missed anything I apologize. Also it's now 6:19 after finishing it so there's probably typos I've missed after briefly skimming this so Im also sorry for that LMFAO)

(EDIT after writing. I'm so sorry this ended up not being headcanons and was just a full on drabble I found of pulled out of my ass but I hope you still enjoy it lol)

Now truthfully I havent even watched/finished the seasons after season 4 lol. I'm in the middle of season 5 still because I'm severely depressed and can't enjoy anything. But that doesn't mean I don't still love shigaraki and tbh I still read fanfiction from time to time about him or dabi.

I feel like a lot of people paint shigaraki as either absolutely vile and grimey or just aloof and soft with a grumpy attitude. And I feel like it's a bit of both. Which really plays into his sex life (if he'll ever have one). But even without a sex life, his personality most certainly plays into his fantasies and kinks.

I want to also emphasize that fantasies are just that, fantasies. Shigaraki most likely has plenty of fantasies that he'd never dream of acting out with his partner should he ever have one. I feel like even if he had some sick fantasies or kinks, and you happened to be okay with it, he would still be iffy because if this man, for whatever reason, picked you out of everyone else?? He's not going to treat you like absolute garbage. Shigaraki is definitely not the nicest person by any means, but by God if he cares about someone he fucking cares. Esp because you're probably the only person who actually loves him in his entirety. So if he's into noncon, somnophilia, predator/prey play, or whatever, it's going to be a while before he gets comfortable bringing up any of those fantasies with you.

Now that I've gotten that out of the way, you're wondering "goddamnit ash shut the fuck up and tell me the thigh f-" wELL THATS TOO DAMN BAD YOU LISTEN TO SEGGSY MONOLOGUE OR YOU GET NOTHING. ty luv u.

Okay so his fantasies right ? What are shigarakis kinks ? Does he have any? Oh absolutely. And they range from either something as light and soft as hickeys and tying you up in silk while eating you out for 2 hours to nipple clamps and making you wail with hot tears and shoving a dildo down your throat telling you take it like you've taken every other mans cock down your throat because he knows stupid sluts like you are always capable of doing those things if you know it'll make your pussy soak the sheets.

Now it's not his top fantasy, but thigh fucking. And God do you have the prettiest thighs. It doesn't matter is there's stretch marks, if they're chubby, skinny, or if you have immense scarring on them he LOVES them. He loves how soft they are. He loves how they look in shorts or a skirt (esp when you keep trying to pull them down a bit because they're a size smaller than what you wanted so they don't pudge out). He loves how your delicate hands lay on top of your thighs while you fiddle with your fingers out of nervousness. He loves the way they move when he walks behind you, you have a walk that puts any model to shame. He just loves them . And by God does he throb at thought of getting to push his cock past your sweaty or oily thighs. The head of his dick barely kissing your clit each time he thrusts. But that's not the biggest and best part at all. He wants to wake you up to it. You've told him countless times he can wake you up to any sexual acts but he's still nervous. But he's really horny right now. And you're sweaty from the lack of AC and you're naked on your side sleeping away. But he genuinely can't think of anything else other than how wet your pussy must be right now and how slick your thighs must be from the heat of the room. His cock is absolutely aching to slide between your thighs and folds. He has never felt so hungry until he met someone with a body as inviting as your own. He's been stroking for the past couple minutes but it's just not enough .

He peels off the throw blanket you have over you because despite the heat you always love your blanket to sleep. But even after the blanket is removed you still don't wake . He slowly examines your body and grazes his hand down your body. Going over your shoulders and arms to ribs to hip bone. Finally meets that beautiful soft ass of yours. He gentle lifts your thigh to angle and can see your pussy . Its so wet and glistening from the lights on the street coming in through your window, beaming in and lighting up your skin to a beautiful warm glow.

He lifts up one of your slick folds, seeing your pretty clit and rubbing his thumb in tiny circles on it. He can't take it anymore and slides his cock between your thighs, his shaft rubbing your leaking pussy and making your clit throb even more. You may be asleep but your cunt is always awake and ready to be touched by him.

He starts thrusting slowly to building up that pressure in his groin to make his orgasm feel even better in the end. He can feel you coating his shaft with your juices more and more with each desperate thrust he makes to your thighs. Your thighs are so sweaty and warm and grip his dick so nicely taking any and every drop of cum he wants to and could ever give you. He can hear slight wet sounds coming from your cunt with each thrust that keeps getting more rapid and animalistic with each thrust because you dont know how to stop being such a needy whore all the time even in your sleep. Before he knows it you're gushing and your cum is on the sheets making him go over the edge. Now he's spitting thick, white shots of cum all over your thighs while drops of it roll down your skin onto the bed as well. You're still mostly asleep, but youve adorned a dazed smile on your face with a satisfied tomura passed out next you .

#somnophilia #my stuff #stuff #tomura shigaraki #shigaraki tomura x reader #shimura tenko #shigaraki drabble #tenko shimura

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[stumbling, throws up at the backyard] freaking wild to me forever that it was THE unofficial representative and leader of the Avenger class, who is also the most renowned as well, who was able to say it clearly and unabashed that guda has the capability and high potential to be an Avenger, a flame seeking vengeance for hurting those they love. the very same man who had become an agent of god to carry out revenge, the very same man who had ascended to 'godhood' as well because of how much he cared for that very same person alone... you can become one of us, the greatest and last of us in this bleached earth, where none will ever refute your rage, your sorrow, your pain, your love and hate because you have that right, you have that right to burn the world for the pain it has caused you, to avenge you and those you love and even should the world reject you, will never forgive you, we will be the one to forgive you as we are flames that burn eternal together.... and he all says it with this face

[biting on my metal bars, clutching at my head. shoves a fist down my fakighn throat] everytime i think about this scene. im floored. im destroyed............he says all of the above with an expression you know full well to be empathy and compassion. this may be a test, this may all be just to strengthen guda's resolve further in the face of temptation and hopelessness of their situation-

oh.. oh but even so... he can't help but offer his hand out, lone red eye glowing with anger, pain and sorrow for the very star that he so adored, evidence of his actions further amplified with the void on the other side of his face, his capacity as all consuming flame poisoned and further corrupted with the very thing that fuels his very existence-that very same tender emotion he holds for his Master, scorched hand bare and open for the taking, his words nothing but the truth as he lays everything out in the open for his accomplice to see, to feel, to know all of his sins to teach them the meaning and power of revenge, of why flames such as the Avenger class exist... and perhaps to guide them down the path he walked as well, a bloody inferno where he would be their flame, their blade to wield in this bleached earth of no future

#fuck like FUCK dantes brain activation again idtfg ahahahha #fgo #coughing up bloodddd #fate grand order #edmond dantes #guda #fujimaru ritsuka #edguda

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kinkandkreep · 1 year

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Connor Kenway: Celebratory Birthday Headcanons- Part 2

A/N: Aight y’all, here’s the second round of Connor-canons! These will focus on the canonical, non-yandere iteration of Ratonhnhaké:ton. I hope y’all enjoy! Oh, and please feel free to send me Connor-related requests! I’ve been in quite the ✨ him✨ mood lately and I would be happy to write more for him. 😊 (Also sorry this post is so long y'all, I just have lots of feelings about him. 😭)

Canon Connor Kenway Relationship Headcanons

First of all, Connor is a huge teddy bear

Like seriously, he gives the warmest, most comforting hugs ever

As my mom would put it, he "sinks into the hug" and uses his larger body to ensconce you safely in his embrace *swoon*

He's naturally very warm, which is perfect for those cold Frontier nights

During the summer…not so much 🙃

(The two of you still snuggle anyway because no matter how hot or cold, no matter how tough of an exterior Ratonhnhaké:ton may have, he will implode without his daily cuddle time with you and yes this is a threat)

I think we all know that Connor is a real sweetie at heart

I saw someone the other day describe him as having "so much love to give"

And frankly, I thought that was beautiful 😭

And very true

And with that being said, Connor has so much love to give to you

He’s very accommodating, though he can still be stern with you

He wants to ensure that you are comfortable and well cared for at all times, but he also knows that he can’t always be there to “keep watch” over you 24/7

So, it would make him feel better if you had a least a lil’ training in self-defense

But even if you don’t, him still gone love you 😊

Connor tries to be as gentle as possible with you, touching you very carefully and using a softer way of speaking

He also is very fond of picking you up and carrying you around

He thinks it’s fun, and it also makes him just the slightest bit smug when you compliment him on how strong and built he is

His chest definitely puffs up a little more 😏

Con-Con man smiles a helluva lot more when he’s around you

I say more instead of period because he occasionally smiles at you guy’s friends around the homestead

He’s particularly fond of the children, namely Norris and Myriam’s and Prudence and Warren’s

Speaking of children…

Connor would L.O.V.E to create a family with you

Like, look me in the eyes and tell me Connor Kenway, Ratonhnhaké:ton, Con-Con man, whateva you wanna call him, ain’t a family man

No seriously do it 👁️ 👄 👁️

Exactly, you can’t

And if you tried, you’d be w r o n g

(I mean think about it, even in the canonical storyline he has not one, not two, but three babies. The man either always desired to have a big family or has a serious pregnancy kink and is super dedicated. 🙃)

Connor would love to see you waddle around with your swollen belly, all irritable (which he finds sorta hot) and emotional (which he finds endearing) and needy (which is a major turn on for him)

Over the course of your relationship, and especially during your pregnancy, Connor discovers that he has the ability to use something called the “puppy dog eyes”

Much different from the Eagle Eye, in terms of appeal and capability

He finds that by using these, he is able to coerce gently convince you to do things

Like let him stay out hunting longer or massage your feet to help you feel better even when you say they’re swollen and you don’t want anyone touching them

He tries not to use the eyes often, for fear that their - quite potent - effect may wear down over time

But he’s so adorable, I mean just look at ‘im!

Such a sweetheart 😭

Also, when you get the chance, please smack his ass when you walk past him, he thinks that shit is so hilarious 😂

Try also to compliment him when you do, it gives him a little morale boost every time

Noah Watts, the voice actor for Connor, can sing, and so naturally, I imagine that Connor can carry a tune as well

He doesn’t hum often by any stretch and outright singing is a once in a blue moon occurrence with him

But when you can get him to share in song with you, his voice is very sweet, mellifluous to the ear, with the slightest growly undertone and a rich, full sound

Hol up y’all, I’m finna make myself cry thinkin’ about it

You always compliment him on how well he can sing (admittedly, sometimes in an effort to get him to do it 🙃) and every time he gets bashful and counter compliments you to take some of the attention off himself

Which, speaking of compliments…

Connor can be quite the schmoozer towards you when he wants to be, especially as he gets older, which also ties into the usage of his puppy dog eyes

That sexy lil’ smirk he sometimes wears becomes more effective as well

If you can visibly blush, he never fails to make you do so, otherwise he’ll have you averting your eyes and covering your face to hide your flattered embarrassment often

Noah Watts also implied that Connor’s character’s got some Gothic influence, so he can (as I’m actually sure we all know) be a lil’ dramatic at times

But, he can also be quite the romantic, surprising you with scenic excursions and planning lil’ picnics

Even at home, when he’s not in his uniform and can relax, he still likes to help you with tasks around the manor, even the mundane things like washing dishes and redecorating

It’s all so cute and domestic 😭

All in all, Connor is the absolute love of my life, Ubisoft owes him another game and screw everybody that hates on my boi

#ac3 #assassin's creed 3 #ac iii #connor kenway #ratonhnhaké:ton #connor kenway headcanons #ratonhnhaké:ton headcanons #ac3 headcanons #assassin's creed 3 headcanons #tw: pregnancy

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selcouthbuzz · 2 months

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an apology letter.

guilt has always been one of my most prominent feelings. i’ve always been the bad kid or wrong in the ways i do things. i carry so much of it with me, from being my sisters first bully, to not being enough to save my father, to hurting you; my real first love. guilt is a feeling that hurts almost as bad as grief. at least for me. i feel like i even look guilty, just being alive. as if my whole being human thing is a conflict for everyone who crosses my path.

toka,

i’m sorry.

look, i know you hate those words. and i’ve grown to hate them myself. because now, now i understand.

i’m sorry for the petty shit on my socials. i know some of it hurts, and i’ve been doing it on purpose our whole relationship (together or not.) and that doesn’t make me any better than you. i guess i want you to know how bad you make me feel, or how i feel in general. or make you hurt. which also doesn’t heal me. just makes me feel worse. i want your attention.

i’m sorry for this stupid god forsaken cycle we’ve created. it’s never done anything but hurt us both. i don’t think i’ve ever walked away from our relationship feeling satisfied with us. i’ve never gotten enough of you, and even when i said is did, i didn’t. i had enough of you not letting me get enough.

i’m sorry for all the pain i’ve caused. even at times i did mean to hurt you. i regret it now. as much as i want to believe you deserved my hurt, i know you didn’t. but i didn’t deserve the hurt from you either.

i’m sorry for maybe having bigger expectations than you are capable of. maybe i shouldn’t have pushed so hard. i only did because i know the potential you have, and how you’re scared of your own success.

i’m sorry for making my problems bigger than yours. im a big person with a big personality, you know that. but that doesn’t mean i should’ve made you small. that probably feels really shitty, and i’m deeply apologetic for my actions.

i’m sorry for not being your forever. i know at one point we both really wanted it, until we started to get tired of the cycle.

i’m sorry that i miss you. i know i shouldn’t. i know you miss me too. i know you shouldn’t. but i really wish we could.

i love you toka, regardless of how you’ve done me or how i’ve done you. i know i wasn’t perfect, i wasn’t ever aiming for perfection. i was just trying to be someone you could love. and i’m sorry i wasn’t.

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incorrectcooldojidanshi · 1 year

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Hello!

So I im currently reading the manga volume 7, as that one just came out in my country, and I noticed that in chapter 30, when motoharu asks Mima how he and Hayate met, he answers (translated from German): “I hit on him” (“Ich hab ihn angebaggert”) and I was like?? Yeah you kinda did, but I didn’t think the mangaka would actually write that or that the characters would ever acknowledge it, much less Mima realising he did that. But then it also never gets elaborated when motoharu asks for an explanation

So yeah, have you read chapter 30 yet? What were you’re thoughts? Or did the translation/whatever language your reading it in make the Dialoge something else?

Also, do you think that the “I hit on him” could be a hint to what could come or how their relationship could potentially evolve?

hi!! i'm sorry, you say "volume 7" and "chapter 30" but to my knowledge those haven't even been released yet - volume 5 was the newest release in japan, it isn't being released in america until october, and on kokone nata's pixiv page she's only posted up to chapter 26 (and i don't speak japanese, so i'm not ENTIRELY sure what's in the volume 5 chapters she's posted, but i skimmed through them and it doesn't look like anything that matches the convo you described). unless germany has been publishing chapters already released in some kind of different format that splits them apart into thirty, there perhaps might have been some kind of mix-up with what you've read, because i definitely haven't read anything like that yet.

could you possibly be talking about some of her other illustrations on her pixiv/twitter? i don't know too much about those since they're not translated, but in the case that somehow this is part of the series - i don't think it would have been a mistake for mima to say it, and i don't think it's out of character for kokone nata to do so. i guess it also depends on the quality of your publishing company and how much you know about/trust them to handle things because there's always a chance that something got lost in the process, but imo that seems very much like a standard mima (and by extension, kokone nata) thing to do! he didn't realize it himself exactly, it was probably the way hayate had reacted in the first place ("sorry, i'm not a girl") that led to mima making the joke like that. if it didn't get elaborated, it's probably for the laughs - cdd is a slice-of-life comedy first and foremost, and while miscommunication sucks in drama, it's HILARIOUS otherwise.

in terms of how their relationship could evolve - based on what you've said about it i do believe that it was played off as a joke, but i do think hayate's got the most adorable celebrity/puppy crush on mima (and igarashi too! just any capable cool adult, which i relate hard to LMAO). tbh from what i've read i really think mima sees hayate as a younger person to take care of. now with igarashi in the group, we can clearly see that kokone nata often divides them between the "older" and "younger"; shun, hayate, and souma are often all grouped up together (hanging out at the cafe, movies, walking sakura, etc), and igarashi and mima are usually stuck together as well. there is a possibility that how mima sees hayate might change in the future, but for now i think they're content with what they have!

i hope that helps! and if it doesn't then feel free to expand more, especially bc i'm curious on where this is coming from! or if any other followers has any ideas and can help out, that'd be great too!

#sticksstone i think you may be from the future #lol jk this was a lot of fun1!!#now i'm dying to read it myself LMAAO #iccdd answers #mima takayuki #ichikura hayate #cdd #cool doji danshi #play it cool guys #picg

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selfundiagnosed · 10 months

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everyone says theyre having prophecies with glaring discretion and elusiveness. sounds big and important. im just having sensory perceptions of something thats gonna happen to me or near me in about 30 minutes. like smelling a dead animal half a mile down the path im walking. I’ll find it if i walk for 45 more minutes if i dont have to stop and investigate the current surroundings for whatever dead thing is here. Its not here… YET. Youre just given a small warning to prime your gut. A lil heads up. Hey get ready for something that will upset you deeply. I feel like youre all having religious and profound revelations bestowed upon you saying “im having prophecies” meanwhile my nose ears skin and tongue time skip up to an hour to put the idea in my head that something deeply upsetting is gonna happen to me so it doesnt catch me sideways and abruptly ruin my day. wait maybe thats what youre all experiencjng too when you say youre having prophecies? it does kind of feel like youre responsible watching the seeds get sowed into the soil and not being able to dig them out. in a weird way i think i could understand them being deemed prophecies. But idk to me theyre visions not prophecies and I know theres no discerning discrepancies between those two words but to me they convey two different types of experiences. In MY head. Every word & its synonyms mean EXTREMELY specific things to me that seldom reflect the reality of the linguistic nuance and discussions around it LOL its like made up in my head. visions and prophecies and premonitions all mean distinctly different things TO ME!!! and probably no one else. idk. I dont have people i can talk to about these experiences. They happen so much but i know it sounds like im so mentally ill. i just wish it WAS in my head and it never happened but they always come true no matter what. But if it is a byproduct of my mental illness why is my mental illness predicting the future I just don’t understand its not like coincidences its a near-daily thing at this point its just rapidly gotten more and more frequent the more ive paid attention to the details. i know other people experience this shit and i firmly believe everyone is capable of this i just cant like backtrack anymore like it used to be once in a blue moon growing up every few months to every few weeks and the more experience i harbor as i grow up the more frequent theyve become i just never paid attention to it before i just thought oh wow 8th wonder of the world : human intuition and splicing past traumas to current circumstances but now its fucking freaky and idk how to find support groups for this shit. And IDK if its all jokey memey to you guys on tumblr and the prophetic visions and dreams posts are a joke or if it isnt AND impedes you guys to this degree idfk but i would like to find a forum or support group or some sort of confirmation that i am not like alone in this experience and what you think of it.. i just dont know if im experiencing mental illness (in which i’ll say: genuinely study the symptom of being a psychic and sensing the future ASAP because holy shit thats an insane mental illness symptom and could be used by the cia or something LOL) or if i can talk to someone older than me with more experience who deals with this too. i hate it sooo much either my anxieties command reality way too frequently or im predicting the future! thats not in my head dude! its ACTUALLY continuing to happen to me over and over and over. like i know my anxiety is misfiring crazier than it ever has in my life & thst im obsessing over colors and shapes and numbers but i just cant entertain the idea this is in my head when it happens to me every other day, almost every day. i just smell shit coming from a mile away, literally & figuratively lol

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samanthaelisee · 2 years

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everything i never told you

“hey, can we talk?

i really didn’t want us to end and i want to try again. i promise i can open up to you more. i’ll let you in, i’ll let you help me, anything, please, just come back to me. i need you.”

as much as i wanted to crawl back and fix what i had broken, i knew i couldn’t. i could never put us through this again. you deserve to be happy even if it’s not with me. besides, it’s pathetic to will for a spark to ignite when the flame has already burned out.

you had sent me a text saying that you think its best for us to break up and i began to cry. one tear led to another and suddenly i was sobbing as the darkness of my room consumed me. i couldn’t tell you why losing you scared me so much. we were young. we ARE young. too young to love this strongly. too young to know what love is even about.

when you had walked into my life, i was naive and desperate to experience the fairytale love story i’ve longed for from the moment i first immersed myself in the world of happily ever afters and prince charmings. but the love i dreamt of as a little girl did not exist outside of stupid, immature fantasies. and eventually when the time came for you to leave, we had both grown up and outgrew each other. but nonetheless, i was angry and i was hurt cause what did you know about what was best for us.

but how could i ever blame you when i was the one who isolated myself and left you to wonder if it was somehow your fault that our relationship was crumbling before our eyes. how could i ever blame the sweet boy that would walk to the ends of the earth just to see me smile. the boy who would simply hug me and let me cry in his arms while he assured me that everything would be alright. the boy who loved me like i was the only girl in the world.

but now, as i think back to how i sniffled quietly through the phone to my mom in the middle of the night, i realize that i want to live in the pain and reminiscence for as long as possible. i want to remember how you, one boy, were capable of making me feel so many things. everything all at once.

i yearn for the day my heart will no longer sting at the thought of you. but the truth is that i don’t ever want to stop feeling the hurt that i’m experiencing now because once the heartache wears off and my wounds begin to heal, then i’m forced to confront the truth that our story is finally coming to an end.

i held your love in my hands and let it slip through my fingers. when things break sometimes the pieces are big enough to mend, but the reality is that sometimes things don’t break, they shatter. but when light hits the shattered glass im able to see just how beautiful our love really was, each sliver holding a glittering chapter of our story.

young love is the most beautiful thing. it is painful, and daunting, and exhausting. but in those bad moments also come moments of bliss. and when you finally break through the walls of affliction, you will find that love can be comforting, and peaceful, and kind. and with the right person at the right time, love can be everything you want it to be and more.

there’s still so much i want to say to you, but the words will remain unspoken. so instead i leave you with a glimpse of everything i never told you.

#poem #breakup #teenage angst #sad poem #digital scrapbook #relationship #him #love #i love you

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goremet-chef · 8 months

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godd my sibling is such a dick sometimes

we are two very different people yknow, theyre out applying to jobs in person and im too scared to leave my own house for anything more than a car ride or maybe going out to eat. i have pretty cripping arachnophobia like i would say it controls my day to day life. i have certain routines i go through that i always do when im leaving a room, coming up the stairs etc in terms of like. spider scanning to make sure theres no threat cuz like

in my head it is a threat, but not for the reasons youd think. ive never been afraid a spider was gonna hurt me (unless its like. a widow or something else fucky but i dont see many venomous types). the biggest threat for me and my wellbeing is if it touches me or not. i cannot let them touch me under any circumstance because it makes me want to like. rip my skin off or some shit. i wont be normal for a while if one does (which unfortunately has happened so thats how i know)

this is a pretty big inconvenience for me obviously but apparently its also a huge inconvenience watching me deal with it cuz they complain all the time about how my fear makes no sense and how its not that big of a deal. i know its irrational! its a PHOBIA. i know it doesnt make sense but at the end of the day i still feel it and the fear it brings so maybe stfu!!!

being argued with over my own fear is so. like they start speaking as if they know better than me "the spiders arent going to touch you" yeah not if i can help it! i have really bad luck with spiders tho and i can guarantee they probably will if they could. the way they act around me its like im a magnet bro. if theres one on the ceiling i will never walk under it because it WILL fall on me, thats happened several times. kill them as soon as you can reach on the walls cuz they will fall and crawl on yr bed or floor, etc like. DO NOT try and tell ME what a spider will do, i know what theyll do and im hardly ever wrong. when you spend as much time as i do looking out for them and watching them, you get a good feel for their behavior.

daddy long legs are the worst for me because of their. extendo reach thats more touching capability!!! theyr fucking massive in my eyes because the legs count, comparing their legspan to other spiders its very obvious why theyd be the ones i justcannot deal with. plus they are CLUMSY they fall so much i hate it

and then my sibling was CONFUSED??? as to why i couldnt kill the ones we were seeing myself. was genuinely confused when i said that i have a hard time killing any spiders because i get nervous before i swing and sometimes i fuck up just based on nerves alone. like why is that such a shock how can you barely fathom that if someones nervous theyre gonna hesitate and mess up a bit, its so.

im tired of explaining myself all the time, but i keep doing it over and over cuz they seem to forget that one of my defining characteristics is my fear of spiders like. they all know about it they never fail to complain about it and theyll be like "but thats so inconvenient for you to do this extra shit just to avoid a spider" yeah! it is! i wish i didnt feel this way at all, i wish i could be normal like them, but im not

its one of those things where like. as much as you dont like to hear about it or see me deal with it (for some reason), this is something that will ALWAYS be harder for me to handle than it is for them so theres no reason for them to be complaining. they arent the ones who miss out on things because theres a spider in the way

ik this all sounds silly probably but its very genuine and controlling fear for me, they think its voluntary. what a fucking joke, you think id voluntarily live like this?

#just ranting #arachnophobia

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sailorsirius · 2 years

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Thoughts on Manifestation

So, let's put aside the question about manifestation ("manifestation") that has plagued me for the past two years: Which is it? That you can manifest literally anything you want, ever? Or that you can only manifest what's meant for you (which means you would have received this thing anyway), and there are some things you just cannot have? Furthermore, which of these is correct: ego death and learning not to want anything at all, or harnessing your ability to have anything you want, which necessitates wanting in the first place?

…and focus on a smaller one I've been wrestling with for… I guess just as long: what the hell do I want? What do I want to manifest, assuming I can make it happen for myself?

There’s a lot about what I'm just gonna call This Culture for lack of a more precise term. Certain phrases and concepts stick out to me, and not always in a good way. The connotations behind the term “starseed” are starting to bother me. I’ve never vibed with the term “twin flame” either, but that’s a whole other topic.

Manifestation is one of those concepts. It's not that I don't believe one can dictate their own reality, at least to an extent. It's not that I don't believe it's possible to sort through the woven threads of different timelines and grab onto the strand that has what you want in it. But this distilled idea was picked up, innocently I'm sure, by This Culture (specifically the parts of it pervasive on instagram and tiktok) and got just… commercialized I guess. Monetized. Three Steps to Manifest ANYTHING You Want, click here works every time like and share.

Anyway, my point wasn't to criticize or even really comment on that aspect of This Culture. It was to say that I've seen lots and lots and LOTS of instagram posts from astrologers and generally spiritual people urging us all to take advantage of specific, dense energies and portals and whatnot to manifest our desires.

And every time I see these posts, I get more and more frustrated. Because at first, I didn't know what I wanted, but I thought, that's okay. It'll come to me, I'll figure it out. But now when I see them, I still can't really come up with anything. "Get clear on what it is you want." IM FUCKEN TRYING OMG. And like… there are a handful of things I know I would like to have, but they're very vague. Like, I'd like to generate a specific amount of income. I'd like to live in a part of town where there aren't murders on my block every couple days. I'd like to be able to walk outside by myself and feel safe. But that doesn't sound specific enough, because apparently part of manifesting is visualizing what it feels like to have that thing. And how can I imagine myself in a house that I can't conjure in my mind because I don't know what I want in a house?

But then I saw a different post on insta this morning about retrograde planets in the birth chart. In the Saturn retrograde slide (which, Saturn is rx in my chart), the author posited that these natives a lot of times don't know what they want in life, but they know how they want to feel.

And that struck me. That rang true as shit.

I want to feel safe, stable, loved, needed, healthy, content, fulfilled. That's pretty much it.

There's not much more I have to say about it, except it feels good to be... off the hook I guess? I don’t need to pressure myself to come up with tangible items I want in my life, because that’s not how I operate. And whether I'm capable of creating the feelings I want for myself or not, it doesn't matter. The fact is I'm gathering little tidbits every day, and I know more now than I ever thought I’d know even just two years ago. And there’s more to learn still… so much more.

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#manifestation #thoughts #alien papers

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yeonjuins · 2 years

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YES colde is like . nobody is touching him, he’s up up up up there. What I love about this song is the way he enunciates his words, obviously I’m not a kr speaker but some words are more dramatic than others and it reminds me of how yeonjun has picked that up too in his rapping in 0x1, lonely boy and ring, which kind of shows he’s growing as a writer in general since sometimes words need to sound a certain way to fit in a song when you change the flow? If that makes sense.. and I love the video too like it’s just him walking around, vibing.. it reminds me of the gold mv where he was just riding around london on the bike LMAO

I’m glad you and humming anon liked between thats so cool 😭 I love love love sumin she’s a great singer. she’s EXTREMELY different from the rest, and I’ve even watched some live performances on YouTube and yeah she’s as real as they come, she will shock you

ever since we talked about you being the only one that likes seraph I have grown to like it a little more…. Just a little. especially because it has visuals (idk but sometimes I need to see something to like it more when it comes to music, whether it’s official or not - I really don’t know how to explain it, it’s kind of an odd thing about me lmao)

off topic but when I first heard forever 1 by snsd I didn’t like it very much but then I saw mark dancing to it w one of the other members and all of a sudden I liked it and added it to my playlist😭😭

i listened to mess it up and it’s not usually something I would listen to but I really like the adlibs they added, like at 1:35.. like it just tickles my brain, the singer took a picture with the members at lolla right? I do kind of like lily of the valley, I might look into them more. Idk what the exact genre is called but I guess it’s k-indie right? But I feel like that term is a bit too broad or I’m just thinking about it too much… ANYWAY the bottom line is that I do love the vibe it has. It kind of reminds me of wave to earth. Something about snow is sooo… IDK LIKE MELANCHOLY. I’m in my feels, snow definitely sounds like a rainy or snow day song 😭

june anon

(lengthy response 2/2!)

i totally get what you mean in terms of yeonjun displaying more of his writing capabilities as an artists. bantering, fist fighting, badgering aside, yeonjun is a literal muse to me (along with the one and only, bibi <3) i absolutely adore and admire people who strive to have a creative say in their works and want to display their personality/passion through different appeals? like the way yeonjun has a say in what he wants to wear and strive to build his own personal style or the way he writes his own lyrics too? like fr those sorts of people get me pumped and im just bAHRHAHH LET ME BE YOU !!! LET ME WORK WITH YOU !!! <- me with the entire dpr regime

PAHAHAH I'M GLAD YOU LIKE SERAPH A LITTLE MORE... i watched ian's podcast on the zach sang show and he said how if he listens to music, he has to imagine a story or a movie to it and i 100000000000% KNEW WHAT HE WAS SAYING.... just the orchestra in seraph and the way it all just starts feels like the beginning to such a serene movie with jammed pack emotions and it just *shakes violently* i have such a knack for good cinematography <- literally knows nothing about it but the way ian is just ON ANOTHER LEVEL MAKES ME !?!?!?!? i am so in love with this man my GOD

FOREVER1 IS SO CUTE like i saw soshi's (is that snsd's fandom name ? i dont recall PAHAHAH) reacting to it and them all tearing up and I BEGAN TEARING UP CAUSE IM LIKE ): I GET IT !! I REALLY DO i've been into kpop since like 2nd - 3rd gen era so i felt super heartwarmed from the comeback as well

i rmbr listening to mess it up and at first i was like oh it's pretty decent ! but then i came across the audio but like.... nightcore versioned and it was the bridge and i was ilke wow wait this is so good and then listened to the actual version and i've just been having it on loop PAHAHHA i truly think that naturally finding songs is >>> better than searching because it lets you just hear it without any prior thoughts

yes !! the genre is k-indie for sure (": i came across someone saying how they're going to escape to their magical fantasy world and they showed their playlist and i got so curious what this song sounded like because the name was so pretty (esp since it's a flower too) and i ended up finding snow by surl as well and i just <3 <3 k-indie hits a good spot for me... i'm also really into hyukoh as well and they DEFINATELY have a special place in my heart

ME AND HUMMING ANON LITERALLY BRAIN ROTTED OFF WAVE TO EARTH ASHDOJLKMAW we both LOVEEE seasons and bonfire (respectively, humming anon loving seasons a little bit more and i, loving bonfire a little bit more) but i feel like i'm floating and the world is at peace whenever i listen to them

#asks #june anon

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buoyant-breeze · 3 years

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hi!! I love your writing so much!! Would I be able to request more of the high school AU headcanons, maybe with Venti, Kazuha and Kaeya? thank u so much!!

authors note ⊱ omg yes... i love this au a lot so i went ahead and wrote for it hahaha

also i mention kazuha’s mysterious samurai friend, who im just gonna call tomo, which is what the fans generally refer to him as from what ive seen!!!

part one (albedo, childe, zhongli)

characters ⊱ venti, kazuha, kaeya

warnings ⊱ mentions of drugs and alluded family issues in kaeya’s, but other than that, completely safe! please enjoy!

rating ⊱ sfw

venti

the theater kid who everybody somehow knows, even without sharing a class or club with him; he’s strangely capable of drawing everyone’s attention, even to the point of his own detriment, and probably knows the name of almost everyone in school due to the random and weird situations he’s gotten himself into

also the kid that is a senior but everyone thinks is a freshman, maybe a sophmore, because he looks so young

plays roles in theater / drama without any sense of gender restraint; can perfectly nail a feminine, androgynous, or even masculine character

has very average grades except in the classes he actually cares about, which are all generally pretty artsy (music, drama, what you’d generally expect)

fails all his math classes, and fails them hard - it’s reached a point where he has to make up a few credits to be able to graduate, but that’s okay, he’s not good at everything, and he’s happy with that

probably got tutored by several different people but none of them can really get him to develop a good work ethic

the kid that probably circles ‘c’ on all the answers for a test he doesn’t understand and somehow manages to get a passing grade (but not an exceptional one)

has a very low attention span which really doesn’t help his studying or homework skills

he doesn’t drive at all because he’s bad at it and it gives him awful anxiety, even though he’s old enough to drive and could very well work towards getting a license (usually he leeches off his friends for a ride, haha)

you probably meet him through some weird circumstance like when he brings his pet lizard, dvalin, to school (against the rules), or after he tries to do the, this bitch empty! yeet! soda can thing and then bonking you on the head with it, or alternatively, and this is where im going to lean into: he’s pretty much had a crush on you since the moment he saw you in his class

and venti is simultaneously going to be heavily pining for you while also spontaneously walking up to you and making any excuse he can to interact with you because he wants to be your friend (and maybe, after that, something more)

he’ll try and join one of your clubs, like he might come up to you and be like, “haha, wait, aren’t you in that chess club? i love chess!” he does not love chess. he loses to it all the time against zhongli. he hates it. (but he’ll grin his teeth and join it because he wants to be with you)

and it sort of escalates from that point, and if you were ever interested in theater, he’s an instant ticket in (as long as he thinks your vouchable, he wouldn’t lie)

extremely touchy and affectionate even as just a friend; he’s the type of person you have a crush on and it only just becomes infuriatingly more evident because he’ll lay his head down against your shoulder, or randomly come and sit on your lap (very casually), or give you those ‘friendly’ kisses on the forehead

and he definitely makes excuses to touch you, like saying, “oh, you got a dandelion seed in your hair!” while at lunch together, and he plucks it out between his fingers with a big smile, or he’ll do things like brushing his hand up against yours

the pining is awful and everyone is painfully aware of your crushes on each other, it’s horrendous

but at one point things boil over, maybe someone gets jealous or theres a small argument, and then venti (or perhaps you) stamps his feet down with a big frown and huffs, “i like you!”

once you two start officially dating, those frequent touches from before are basically unhinged in a way you could never predict

he becomes very clingy, even more than usual, to the point he’s pretty much hanging off of you, holding onto your arm, leaning into you; he’s full-blown pda, and doesn’t care what anyone else thinks

he really loves attention, he thrives off of any of your affectionate gestures, touches, or affirmations

goes overboard on valentines day, he gives you an excessive amount of gifts, ranging from flowers to candies to plushies, and he definitely, definitely, gives you a love letter that he wrote himself with a sheepish, shy smile

also the type to run around giving all his friends and especially you, some of those cute valentines day cards, except he gives way too much candy, to the point his friends are kinda worried about him haha

is not afraid to make out with you at any given moment or time, to the point that your friends will groan and you’ll probably be told off by a hall monitor or teacher, haha

he loves to hold your hand when walking to classes you share together, and on the ones you don’t share, he’ll eagerly walk you to yours, even if he ends up late for his own

study/tutoring dates but he keeps stealing kisses instead of concentrating, until next thing you know, you’ve just been making out for the entire time

doesn’t care one way or the other about school events unless it’s related to theater, music, or his friends, but he definitely wouldn’t mind going to homecoming or prom with you if that’s something you really wanted

but just be ready for him to drag you to every one of his performances or to be his date as he goes and supports one of his buddies (and he’ll spoil you the entire time with treats and kisses)

you guys end up being very well-known in the school, in a very infamous way, just because of venti’s excessive pda and desire to constantly talk about you

kazuha

the quiet kid that likes the seats by the window because then he can look outside

he doesn’t really cause much fuss in school, he’s extremely polite and good-natured, and generally well-loved and admired by all of the teachers and staff members, who inevitably end up knowing him because of his helpful, kind nature

he doesn’t really go out of his way to socialize with anyone, but in classes, you’ll always see him calmly raising his hand, and whenever he’s called on by teachers, he always knows the answers, even if it doesn’t seem like he’s paying attention

has very beautiful, neat notes that are honestly enviable

his grades, however, aren’t very perfect, especially his test scores; he’s admonished by his parents for it, but he doesn’t see what’s so wrong with just having b’s and low a’s, with test scores that are only slightly above average

not super interested in college in general, he instead is making plans to just wander and travel the world after he graduates, since he doesn’t have any particular dreams or ambitions

gravitates largely to his friend group, which consist of tomo, gorou, thoma, ayato, and miss ayata, with the occasional appearance of yoimiya; obviously, tomo is his best friend, but he hangs out with gorou quite a lot, and these two are basically the bread and butter of his social interactions

the type who would probably have a crush on you from afar but not really say or do anything about it, so his friends have to tease him about it until he gets the courage to eventually strike up a conversation

and that opportunity comes with time, he’s a little anxious about it

but then he finally comes around, and next thing you know, in the english class you share with him, he walks up to you and airily asks if he could work with you on the assignment, and it all goes from there

ends up being your friend after consistent encounters; you asking him for help with classes, him seeking you out for companionship, and even you two end up beginning to each lunch together

but the funny thing is his friends are going to butt in and try to encourage you two to hang out more and more, especially tomo, but also gorou

they start befriending you as well, in a very sincere but amicable way, eagerly learning more about you and then basically dragging you into their friend group so you can spend more time with kazuha

because kazuha has a hard time initating a lot of things on his own

it also is probably them that ends up noticing when you start reciprocating kazuha’s feelings, and then it’s game over, they’re eagerly encouraging you to confess

and next thing you know, one blushing love confession between both you and kazuha later, you’re dating

you’ll find love notes and affectionate haikus tucked into all of the perfect places, waiting for you to find them—whether it be your locker, or in the page of a textbook you were studying with kazuha, or even just as a text on your phone

he also sometimes leaves small gifts; tiny trinkets, but all meaningful

sometimes it’s a lucky charm that is meant to bring you fortune, other times it’s your favorite flower that he used his allowance to buy from a florist

doesn’t really like social events, but if you wanted to go to school celebrations like prom or homecoming, chances are you’re in luck, because his friends might drag him into doing it anyway

he also doesn’t really like nor care for study dates; he’d prefer to just hang out with you

that said, he’d love to come over to your house or have you come over to his and meet his parents, even if they’re a little overbearing

he also would go on boba dates or weekend hangouts with you

on valentine’s day, he writes you a very meaningful love poem that he recites to you softly when you two are alone and in a very scenic place

you guys as a couple aren’t very well known by anyone except your friend group, who will tease you about it but in a very friendly, happy way, because they’re obviously very excited and pleased to see you two together

kaeya

he hates school, lmao

he knows how to drive, and he’s a very safe and good driver, he has a relatively nice car, but nothing fancy or special (the inside is always a bit cluttered and messy, though)

he also has a part-time job he does off-and-on, nothing super big, but just enough that it gives him experience and some cash to spend, since he is, unfortunately, pretty independent due to circumstances

his grades aren’t necessarily bad, but they’re not exactly the best; he gets relatively average grades that do spike up into more positive territory, but he’s failed a few classes, too

he’s good at studying, but it’s hard to find the motivation to care about the education system, because he doesn’t feel very rewarded for it

he skips a lot of classes though, he probably perfectly calculates how many credits he needs and what absences he can spare, and then goes and fucks off with rosaria, lisa, and venti (whenever venti decides to show up, that is)

him and his friends radiates that bisexual, they/them friend group energy, and it’s awesome

he’s definitely a senior, so he’s one of the more older kids at the school

he’s also friends with who you’d expect, and he’s surprisingly on school council despite his questionable work ethic; he’s sort of an assistant to jean, who is school council president, and he works with lisa and albedo there, too

despite skipping classes and being pretty indifferent about his own grades, he is extremely encouraging and supportive to all of the younger students he ends up meeting and helping

like, bennett and amber, for example, are basically these freshmans or sophmores that he’s constantly looking out for, and he always is their cheerleader, strongly motivating them to get really good grades, go to their classes, and carve a future for themselves; he will give them rides to school if they need it, but they don’t ever take him up on his offer unless it’s an emergency

fucks around and acts like a dick when he’s with his fellow seniors and especially his friends, he probably annoys albedo and childe a lot, but for the most part, whenever he sees a new student or if they’re in the first or second year classes, he’s always a nice and friendly face for them, he wouldn’t hesitate to help them out

he wouldn’t call himself ambitious, but he’ll probably do something with law enforcement or general governing management after he graduates, even with his very odd school record

even if it doesn’t look like it, he does kinda want the world to be a little better, and he does want to create change in what ways he can

meeting him isn’t really that hard, he tends to gravitate people into his presence, and he’s always willing to help those he sees worthy of being helped

so chances are you probably just bump into him or he randomly gives you an act of kindness with a shrug of his shoulders and a casual smile

i think the best way you’d probably meet him is by also being a senior, and then one day in class, the teacher is out of the room, and everyone is messing around and being goofy

and next thing you know, kaeya is randomly seating himself next to you, one of his skipping-class-friends at his side, and asking you a very random question, like, “hey, do you think our teacher looks like a drug dealer?” and it just goes through an entire conversation about it, all with him being very inclusive and relatively friendly, and after that, he just thinks you’re cool and will easily approach you and be your friend

he’s the type of person that wants to know what you want to do after high school, because he likes to encourage the people he cares about

although he doesn’t mind if you wanna skip with him, he kinda has a small frown and always seems a little reluctant, asking you if you’re sure you want to, since school is important, just not for him, and you don’t need to miss out just to hang out with him

for the most part, encourages you in a similar way he encourages amber and bennett, but if you have your own plans, then he’s cool with that, and will work with it

probably ends up confessing his feelings to you after weeks and weeks of gross, quiet pining

he’s pretty hidden about it, but he always finds excuses to touch you, like playing with your hair while joking or teasing, or gripping your shoulder when he laughs really hard, or leaning conspiratorially close to your side to whisper in your ear

and rosaria does that thing where she takes a drag of her cigarette and calls him out for it when its just him and his friends, and she’s like, “dude, you’ve got it bad. it’s gross.”

at some point, he’s just going to catch you after classes and say, “hey, you got a moment? i want to talk with you, it’s pretty important.”

and once you two find a nice place to be alone, he’ll confess; and it’s very sweet, actually

once you two start dating, he sort of tries to figure out how affectionate he can be around you

he’s hesitant when he reaches for your hand while sitting next to you in class, but then you loop his fingers with yours, and he relaxes; after that, he starts holding your hand more often

he’ll try to gauge how loving he can be; would you be okay with it if he hugged you? picked you up and spinned you around while laughing when you’re at lunch together? if he wrapped an arm over your shoulders or put his jacket over your body to keep you warm?

but once he figures it out, then he’s going all in, knowing the boundaries, but eager for the attention

because truth be told, he’s lonely, and it’s nice to have someone who really cares about him, especially like this, especially someone who cares about him as much as he cares about them, and archons, you’re perfect

generally a super sweet boyfriend

he’ll pick you up and take you to school or back home, if you wanted, but he’d do that even as just friends, honestly

really bad at homework and most school subjects, but if you’re struggling with a problem for your assignment, he will go out of his way to look it up and completely understand the subject, specifically so he can help you get your work done

subtly figures out if you want to go to homecoming or prom, and then based on whether you want to or not, he’ll take you, or he’ll just coop up with you at home

definitely goes on a lot of dates with you afterschool, but he’ll make any excuse to just hang out while at your house or you at his

surprisingly clingy, he follows you around like a puppy, even if he keeps the facade of cool indifference (as i said: lonely)

on valentine’s day, expect a bouquet of your favorite flowers that is perhaps the largest you’ve ever seen, with a goofy little teddy bear and a valentine’s day card that he very affectionately wrote sappy things on

definitely takes you on a date afterschool on valentine’s day, anywhere you want, his treat

lets you stay over at his apartment whenever you want, sleepovers galore (in fact, please do, he really needs company; for the second and millionth time: lonely.)

extremely adoring, you guys are the type of couple that gets married after being highschool sweethearts, and it’s super cute

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zackcrazyvalentine · 3 years

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IF CROWLEY DOESNT DO A PARENTS DAY AND MC DONT GET TO SEE EVERYONE FAMILY IM THROWING A TANTRUM

i really really really wanna see deuce’s mother because she’s sounds nice and the way he talks about her is just- JSISKSOSKSOSODKDK

THE TWINS’ PARENTS KSKSKS

i saw ONE fanart of them and i 🧎🏾‍♀️ . I FEEL LIKE MAMA LEECH WOULD BE LIKE JADE AND PAPA LEECH LIKE FLOYD BUT SUPER CURIOUS ABOUT MC ????? LIKE A POOR HUMAN ACTUALLY MANAGED TO GRAB THE ATTENTION OF THEIR PRECIOUS CHILDREN ???? LET ME AT THEM-also they probably are tall as hell so the whole meeting with them and mc is like “sir please bend over my neck is stating to do things it’s not supposed to do-“

AZUL’S MOTHER AND STEPFATHER

azul’s mother gives me sweet but sharp women ? like a bit like ursula but more kind ? if that’s makes sense- AND HIS STEPFATHER IS SUPER SUPPORTIVE OF AZUL AND IS SUPER PROUD OF HIM-

I ALSO WANNA SEE VIL’S FATHER BECAUSE HE SEEMS SO NICE AND HE PROBABLY WOULD HAVE A LOT OF COOL STORIES TO TELL AND I JUST REALLY WANNA SEE HIM

no thoughts epel’s grandparents coming to see him but then getting lost and brought back by mc to epel BUT THEN epel’s grandma grabs both their hands and asks when they’re gonna marry epel-

SEBEK’S MAMA AND PAPA (am i fawning over a couple that never got an apparition in the game? yes i will do it again) IMAGINE IF HIS MOM IS LIKE “ following in your parents footsteps huh ? you have good taste son !” AFTER SEEING MC-

MALLEUS’ GRANDMOTHER

i feel like she would be kind of awkward? but she’s trying her best ! and she is so proud of malleus and talks to mc about the achievements he has done over the years and just height a sweet grandma overall-

i wanna see ace’s mom because i know she’s the type to EMBARRASS her son in front of mc “oh ace dear do you remember that one time you ate a worm and then cried about it ? i still have the video let me search for it-“ and ace is like “mom what- STOP” and mc just sipping on the tea collecting blackmail material

SPEAKING OF BLACKMAIL AZUL’S MOTHER WOULD PROBABLY SHOW BABY PICS OF AZUL ANS WOULD BE GUSHING OVER HIM WITH MC-

KALIM’S PARENTS WOULD PROBABLY TAKE ONE LOOK AT MC AND BE LIKE “do you wanna marry my son he’s very handsome” “ma’am who are you-“

AND AND AND CHEKA JUMPING IN MC’S ARMS SHOWING HIS PARENTS AND GRANDPARENTS HIS OTHER FAVORITE PERSON IN NRC AND FARENA IS LIKE “you , you must become part of the family” “what with those family the fuck-“ AND AND I FEEL LIKE CHEKA’S MAMA AND GRANDMA ARE SUPER TALL STRONG WOMEN AND THEY TOOK A LIKING TO MC TOO

important note if mc is meeting riddle’s mom and jamil’s parents it’s to fight them to death-

tl’dr : mc’s ending up with a bit too much of marriage proposals

I FORGOT A LOT OF PEOPLE BUT THAT WILL HAVE TO COME LATER BUT AIISISOAOWKSKSKKWWKWKOWOWOW

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!! [PSST!!! You can find the continuation h e r e !!]

YA DUMB CROWMAN, YA BETTER MAKE A FAMILY DAY HAPPEN SO WE CAN SEE ALL THE PARENTS AND MAYHAPS SOME OF THE SIBLINGS TOO!!!!!!!!!!!

DEUCE’S MAMA 🥺🥺🥺💓💓💓💓💓💓💓

I 100% AGREE!! I wanna meet her so bad! She sounds so gentle and caring, I just wanna thank her for everything idc 🥺

“Deuce, hi! Oh, is this your mother, Mrs. Spade?!” MC bound up to him, quite eagerly, might he add.

“A-Ah, [Name]... Yes *ahem* Mom, this is [Name]. [Name], this is my mother.” The Heartslabyul student awkwardly introduced.

the woman’s face lit up, “Oh dear, oh my! This is your friend [Name]?! Hello, dear! I’ve heard wonders of you from Deucey here~!”

MC looked at their friend with a teasing smirk, “Oh, has he?”

She giggled cutely. “Indeed he has, and allow me to say,” Those same peacock green eyes they knew from Deuce looked into theirs, “Thank you for taking care of my son. You’re a wonderful soul, from what I know.”

The tender look in her eyes, her gentle smile and soft voice... MC’s heart sparkled with some sort of nostalgic feeling.

They suddenly bowed, startling the mother-son pair. “N-No, I should be the one thanking you, Mrs. Spade!!”

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OH HECK YEAH!!! TWEEL PARENTS!!!

I’ve seen two iterations of their personalities: Mama being playful and at-her-own-flow like Floyd, Mama being elegant, proper and mysterious like Jade while Papa is a more... controlled version of Floyd (same goofy smile and carefree demeanor, but not as easy to lash out as Floyd)

BUT ABSOLUTELY!!! Imagine Mama Leech approaching them like a sophisticated lady, making such comments that just due to her tone of voice and the look in her eyes have MC blushing and trembling in fear and shyness

Papa Leech almost kabedoning them to have the little trembling shrimp still for him to observe: “My sons... interested in such a tiny shrimp... so small and magicless...” A shine in his eyes as he smirked that familiar pointy-toothed smirk at them, “Interesting enough to have us up in the surface like this~ ...Don’t you think so, Darling?” “Indeed, My Love” Much similar to the eel twins, they chuckled sinisterly

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AZUL’S INTELLIGENT, STRONG, CAPABLE MOMMA <333333333 I LOVE SHE SM <3333333

What if Granny Ashengrotto also comes with? 🥺 THE MOST WHOLESOME MEETING (of course, after the whole family [including stepdad] celebrates Azul’s accomplishments with Mostro Lounge and his contracts, both parents being HELLA proud of their little baby octopus ❤️)

Then MC will notice all of them CODDLING Azul, pinching his cheeks and reminding him of how squishy and chubby he was when young. Look at him now!! A proper business man with a bright future! MC giggles at the dorm leader’s bright blush, and the attention immediately shifts to them

“Oh, Azul~ Is this the [Name] you’ve talked so much about~?”

“M-Mom-!!”

“Ohoho~ Look the the bumpkin he’s managed to score! Our little Azul definitely has an eye for beauty!”

“G-Granny-! *ahem* Grandma, please!”

“Say, did you ever get to see how utterly cute and fluffy Azul was as a baby? Oh~, the absolute cutest, my dear!” The lady glowing with happiness immediately pulled her phone out and scrolled through some photos. Little baby Azul, Azul in middle school, tiny Azul celebrating his birthday as he sat on Granny’s lap while admiring all the food on the table... Each picture showcasing more and more of the merman’s charm. And all he could do was hide away in his office out of shame.

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Maybe MC has see some movies after arriving to the Wonderland, isn’t Vil’s father an actor too? What if he starred in some of those movies?!

Imagine all the stories he can tell about the whole recording period and the behind the scene tricks!

Perhaps both Schoenheits have inside jokes about their line of work, and they let MC in on them!

“Say, are you not interested in becoming the face of a new beauty product? It’s from a partner company, and they’re searching for new talent. You have a certain charm to you, a beauty that many can identify with.” The man offered, taking out a spare free sample of some lip/cheek tint.

Vil took a look at the product, “Oh, they came out with new things already?”

“And they followed your advice to heart, their new formula seems to be all natural and friendly with different skin types and tones.”

Both actors looked at you, “What say you, [Name]?”

“I can hook you up with an interview.” Stated the older man.

“And I can train you.” Vil quickly added.

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OMG EPELS GRANDPARENTS GETTING LOST AND MC HELPING THEM TO POMEFIORE BACK TO EPEL 😭❤️❤️❤️

“G-Grangran, Pops! W-What are you doing here? Isn’t it... peak apple season?” The lilac haired boy was startled at seeing his family.

Granny quickened her pace to go to her grandson, “Oh, shush, little apple! Here, I brought you some homemade apple pie to share with friends.” She looked back at MC as they and her husband came to stand by her.

“Epel, dear,” Her wrinkled hands came to take one of his and one of MC’s, “Your friend here guided us to you. They’re so kind, a wonderful candidate for spouse, right Honey?” She teased, looking at Epel’s grandad while they shared a laugh at how the young boy was blushing profusely at the comment (and at MC’s cute nervous smile from the slight embarrassment they felt after Grangran’s words)

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Honest question: Which of us ISN’T daydreaming about Sebek’s parents? jkdskdsdf (his mom’s a MILF 100%)

“SON!” A firm yell startled both 1st years. “Headmaster Crowley notified us about a Family Day going on in your school, we were allowed to drop by today to greet you and meet your friends!” A tall lady with long, messy green hair approached them.

“Mother!” A bright smile graced Sebek’s lips, turning around to engulf his mother in a hug. “Father!” He shook the man’s hand firmly. “It’s an honor to have you here! Would you like to visit the novel Diasomnia dorm of which I’m part of and is led by out Lord Malleus?”

It was the human man who peeked over his son’s form who noticed them, “Oh, hello there! You must be one of Sebek’s friends, I presume?”

The mature woman promptly pushed past her son, taking a gander at the human who was with him. She remained silent, eyes shifting from MC to Sebek, so on and so forth... until...

A proud smile brightened her face, “Ah, my little Crocodile is following along Mama’s path~💕” While her son and husband let out a surprised babble of words at her insinuation.

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Malleus’ Grandmother... A figure that has everyone bowing with her mere presence in a room

“Grandmother, this is a very important person I want you to meet.” It was strange of Malleus to be this eager, let alone about someone.

The Queen (she’s the current queen of VoT right? aaa) walked along her grandson, holding onto his arm as he led the way to a... rundown building?

“Ah! Tsunotarou, hello!” A human greeted them. “O-Oh!” They bowed hurriedly at the regal presence that accompanied their friend today. “P-leasure to meet you, your Highness.”

A look of utter surprise crossed her face, “Malleus..! A.. human?!” The tense atmosphere made MC straighten up and nervously look at the fae in front of them. “And that nickname?! Young one, do you know who you are speaking to?!” Anger flashed in her eyes as she addressed MC.

“Yes, they do.” The crown prince stepped in, shielding MC behind him, “And I allow them to use that nickname... After all, fae can’t lend their name, or can we?” She remained on defense, giving her grandson’s friend a disparaging look.

"They were lost, and so was I... Along the way, we found each other. This is a friendship I treasure with all my being, and you have been a very important figure through my life... Would you give them a chance?” He tried to bargain.

The Queen kept her stance, looking at the human, who smiled uncertainly and waved at her. Strangely, she felt no threat coming from them, only warmth, a feeling of being welcomed. Her heart was filled with that warmth for a moment.

Clearing her throat, she relaxed. “Very well, only for you, Malleus... So, who must your friend be?”

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ACE’S MOM IS JUST AS MUCH AS A TEASE, MOCKING THING AS ACE IS!!! AND SHE’D ABSOLUTELY BUST ALL SORT OF EMBARRASSING STORIES FROM HIS CHILDHOOD!! (ALSO AMAZING IMAGINATION WITH THAT STORIE OF THE WORM, MADE ME LOUGH OUT LOUD JSFDFAS)

“Say, do you remember when you took a bite out of my decorative soaps thinking they were jellies? You looked like a rabid dog with all the foam!” The woman openly chuckled, much to her son’s chagrin.

“And that one time you came running and crying to your brother’s arms after a beetle ‘launched and attacked you’ as it flew to your face? You became scared of them for a whole year!” MC laughed along with her.

“Oh, please, tell me more! I’m delighted to know more about Ace’s childhood from you, Mrs. Trappola, since he seldom talks about it himself.” They looked at Ace with a mocking smile, enjoying hos his mother openly provided such wonderful blackmail material.

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Kalim is SO EXCITED to present you to his parents! Look, mom, dad! I made another friend aside from Jamil! :DDD

The bright ray of sunshine bounded up to MC, with an equally as bright couple behind him. “[Name], [Name]! Come here! I want you to meet my parents!” Kalim took their hand and quickly dragged them over to where his parents were.

“Mom, dad! This is [Name]! They arrived at NRC unexpectedly, but I very much enjoy their presence and companionship!” That toothy grin so characteristic of him found his way on his lips.

MC bowed slightly in greeting. “A pleasure to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Asim!”

The older couple shared a look before coming up to MC, with the man shaking their hand and the woman pinching their cheek. “Hello there, young one! Kalim seems to be very fond of you! Say, would you mind joining the family? I’m certain Kalim approves!” His father hurriedly spoke.

“H-Huh?! What?!” MC could only accept their coddling and affection as they blushed and looked at their white haired friend for help... But he was busy blushing himself~

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Leona is NOT AT ALL happy to have his family visit him in the ONE PLACE where he’s away from them

"Leona-ojitan! [Nickname]!" The little bundle of joy sprinted the pair's way, eliciting a groan from the 3rd year.

"Not that brat again." Leona rubbed his temple.

MC giggled, "C'mon, Cheka isn't that bad! I can take care of him."

"Brother!" Now, that certainly startled MC... Because not only was the exclaimed name all there was, no no, a redheaded lion beastman wrapped his arms around Leona's torso from behind and lifted him some centimeters off the ground. "Long time no see, Leona! Isn't it wonderful that your school's holding a Family Day?! As soon as we got word of it, we came to visit!"

"Fareena... Put. Me. DOWN." Savanaclaw's dorm head growled. Thankfully, the overexcitable man followed through, laughing at his brother's antics.

"[Nickname], can you see how much I've grown since last time! I'm half a centimeter taller!" Cheka giggled as he climbed up MC's leg, ultimately reaching his goal to be carried by them.

"A-Ah, that's wonderful!" They laughed awkwardly at the kid.

The cub was removed from their person by someone. "Apologies, dear, Cheka can be a handful sometimes." A lioness woman smiled gently at you. "Tell them you're sorry, Cheka. You know better than to use people as jungle gyms."

The boy became crestfallen, ears flattening as he fumbled with his fingers. "Sowwy, Mx. [Name], I shouldn't have done that."

MC chuckled a bit. "Apology accepted."

"So you must be this mystery person Cheka rambled about after spectating the Magift tournament." An older woman approached, pinching the child's cheek.

"Yes yes, gramma! [Nickname] played with me when I visited ojitan! They're my other favorite friend here at NRC, they took great care of me!"

At that, both lionesses perked up. Even Fareena approached the circle after his boy spoke so fondly of MC right now.

"Oh, I see~" The younger of the two ladies giggled, accompanied by Fareena's loud laughter.

Leona had a look of utter terror at what was going to be said next. Eyes wide, ears flat, he looked ready to run away from the scene at a moment's notice.

Who they assumed to be Leona's mother approached MC, placing a hand on their shoulder. "A natural ability with kids... Son!" She looked at leona now, who flinched at her call, "I see you've chosen a great mate!"

As MC and Leona were taken into a family hug, they only remained stunned as the words completely registered in their minds.

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Oh, I absolutely agree with that!! The atmosphere with Riddle's mother and Jamil's parents will be HELLA TENSE

If anything, I feel MC would potentially get along with Jamil's younger sister, enjoying the friendly banter they have as siblings. But even more so, liking how Jamil shows he cares and how he genuinely smiles while his sister is with him.

I feel she'd also tell him in private:

"So~, that friend of yours..."

Jamil only raised an eyebrow at her words, leading her to sigh, "[Name]! The magicless prefect!"

"Uh-huh, what about them?" The boy inquired, wanting to hear her say it earnestly and not go the "you know what I'm talking about" way.

"Yeah... I think they're pretty cool..." Jamil smiled slightly. "Oh, what's that~? I knew you seemed way too close!" She chuckled after noticing the tiniest change in his expression.

The brunet ruffled her hair, "Nothing, it's nothing at all..."

"Say the one with a lovestruck face!"

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HSKAHDKD I HONESTLY WABTED TO WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT ACE'S BIG BRO, AND SEBEK'S OLDER SIBLINGS

Not to mention Jack's little siblings, and Trey's too! Cater's older sisters!

TWST PLS GIVE US FAMILY DAY EVENT!!! I WANNA SEE ALL THESE CUTE FAMILIES AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

HDKSHDKS SORRY THIS IS HELLA LONG LOL, got carried away~

Hope you enjoy! Visit the askbox once more whenever you like, Anon ❤️!!!

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