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anlian-aishang · 6 months

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Tags: levi x reader, smut, humiliation, ejaculation, fem!reader Word count: 1100 A/N: PMS made me h-word, needed a self-indulgent outlet oneshot. Hope you enjoy, too <3

“So goddamn needy.”

You could not even try, did not even think to deny it. Lately, you had been nothing short of animalistic. A dire heat equivalent to the throes of July. No matter how much you tried to cool yourself off, methods ranging from cold showers to self-love sessions, nothing had truly squandered your flame. Hormones had a hold of your mind from the second you opened your eyes in the morning till the moment you closed them at night.

How long had that lasted?

And how long would it last?

Levi himself had not experienced the toll that such thirst could take on someone, but as your husband turned sex toy, he was able to intuit.

Contortion: head over heels, your ankles knotted at the nape of his neck, propping yourself so that your g-spot and clit could be slammed simultaneously. Desparate: lips helplessly parted, pathetic screams overflowing past them. Weak: arms trembling in their attempt to hold him and keep him close. Yet ridiculous strength: fingernails dug deep into his shoulders, thighs clenched around his torso, Levi grit his teeth in resistance. Determined to satiate, he bit back the signs of his wear and disguised them best by projecting them onto you.

Silver eyes glared from above. Though you managed only a thin glance past your overstimulated squint, his gaze managed to pierce through you all the same. Deep chills in your veins as ice-cold words rained down, “What is that now, four?” Levi smirked, “And you’re still going, huh?”

The heat of embarrassment, but still no match to the one in your core. After this many, you yourself were losing sight of your goals. Detached yet encompassed by your sex. Levi’s length had ripped you to shreds, delightful shreds. His friction burned your walls, a welcome scar. You were soaked in unspeakable, indiscernible damp of sweat, precum, and arousal. In your haze, you could fathom only one remedy, and that was more of him. As your insides twitched with yearning, you relied on his member to fill that gap. Having exhausted your natural lubrication, surely, his seed would make you whole again. How could you go to sleep if you were still this horny? He has to fuck you senseless.

It seemed that point was nearing. Stumbling over an incoherent combination of his name, swears, and cries, Levi’s confidence swelled. His confidence, a direct correlation with your humiliation. Levi fisted his hand in your hair and leveraged his lips to your ear, “Do you even fucking hear yourself, brat?” A single chuckle, so near-silent, it made your head spin even faster. Did he just laugh? Or am I hearing things?

Levi spared you no time to ponder. Fingers snapped to your clit and rotated furiously. Your back arched steep as your nerves screamed, that rise cruelly bringing you even deeper into his touch. Levi snickered, unable to dilute his volume this time, “What would you do without me?”

His dirty talk and teasing had you believe that he was doing you favors, and of course - the solidity of his cock pounded the proof that he was happy to provide them. However, you did not recognize exactly how much he was enjoying this. Sure, he was helping you, but that did not mean he was deprived. So swallowed by your needs, you were ignorant of his pleasure. At this time of the month, you got so wet, and he found it fucking adorable that you never seemed to notice. Some coincidence that your energies had synchronized to the same stretch of every 28 days? Normally, you were so sharp, but physiology turned you dumb to the religiousness of your timing. You thought him some savior, a slave to your needs, yet it had not crossed your mind that the opposite could also be true.

What would you do without me? His words reminded you - you needed him. They also blinded you - he needed you. In the same breath, Levi provided the one cure for your paralyzing heat, you provided him the one touch that would drain him dry. Your warm, wet walls were to die for. After hours of fucking you raw, dripping in sweat, each of his muscles pleading for reprieve, he knew that lethal figure of speech was no exaggeration. Love and lust - some days, one more than the other - drove you both to this point. Levi would spend his last ounce of energy, you would flirt with unconsciousness, for just one more orgasm.

Fuck! Levi bit his lip hard, the metallic aura of blood a drop away, silencing his outcry. A familiar flood to his V, frenzy took the reins of the rocks of his hips. In that moment, he recognized: his fever had matched yours. His end was drawing near. Hours ago, he thought yours was too. Levi no longer had the liberty to edge you, to mock you. Suddenly, he had to beg you. In your mist, you heard an order. Levi tightened his tangle of your hair, yanking hard, forcing your eyes open and locking onto his. Growling, accelerating, “Cum. Cum for me.”

You snatched his wrist in your grip. Thumb inadvertently pressed on his strained tendons. Levi winced, his voice strictly monotone, yet inexplicably vulnerable, “Cum with me, princess.”

And finally, you could tell this would be the one. Fuck your left hand! Fuck that vibrator he bought you! How dare you try to replace him? His voice penetrated your thoughts. Don’t you know, baby? I’m your remedy.

In a symphony of your cries and his grunts, countless thoughts were communicated and shared. The first taste of a long-lost recipe. Stumbling upon a song you had forgotten about. Finding a keepsake you thought had disappeared forever. Every period brought unpredictable emotions, cramps, blood, and a debilitating sex drive, but they also brought this feeling. The reprieve on your face. The exertion on his. Breathlessness of your voice. Exhaustion in his. Deep flow of his searing cum, the seeping waterfall of yours.

Coming to, despite the rampant nature of this sex, your tender ritual remained: eye contact promptly returned and met. Levi caressed your face. You cupped his head in your hand and brought him to the crevice of your chest. For a handful of moments, you deliberately caught your breaths. Finally, for the first time tonight, your standard self reincarnated. Pillow talk was coherent. You were able to loosen your thighs from their perpetual clench. Though you had a naked Levi Ackerman draped atop you, sex had been fucked to the back of your mind.

And how long would that last?

Already, it threatened a comeback. He fucked you good, though. At least a few days, maybe not even until next month.

Levi knew better. Tomorrow morning at latest.

// masterlist //

#levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi #levi ackerman #levi x you #levi ackerman x you #oneshot #smut #anlian writes #alias's #my writing #2023

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levi-supreme · 2 years

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Strawberry lemonade, buttercup, PLUM, blue bell, cinnamon, mahogany, AQUA, outer space & Fuchsia (lets marry Levi and Erwi instead and live out our self ship dream in that castle 😭❤️🥰)

Mrs Smithhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!

Warning: long post and verbal diarrhoea XD

Strawberry lemonade | Buttercup | Blue bell

Mrs Smith please I could say the same thing for you too!!! You are equally sweet and friendly and you deserve everything good in this world as well. You are also my sunshine!!! You came up with the 'Levi's Rei of Sunshine' and now you have to take responsibility for it. But yes I am very glad to be your sunshine person too (or Levi's sunshine person??? Hehe)!!!

Plum

Disclaimer alert: I am trying to get more sleep daily instead of my usual 3-4hrs so in my defense, I am not up way past my bedtime!!!!! But thank you for always manifesting more sleep for me hehe I am doing my best to sleep more and stay up late less XD

Cinnamon

Excuse me??? The talented one calling me insanely talented??? Please take a look at yourself Mrs Smith you can write, you can draw, you are a badass in your field of work, and your writing always have the power to invoke some emotions in me so guess who's the talented one here!!!

Also HAHA I don't think I am warm because in reality I am a super cold person, but since I am your (and Levi's) sunshine person I shall gladly embrace the warmth and shine it all on you hehe.

Mahogany

I could say the same for you too!!! I poisoned you with a Levi thirst, and you wrote me a fucking amazing fic in return. I poisoned you with self-shipping, and you poisoned me back with the idea of our AU and that tandem fic we wrote. I swear it was so fun and I love our chemistry. I love all your ideas too and I absolutely enjoyed listening to allllllll that you've told me!!! And likewise, I can listen to you ramble for hours and hours <3

Aqua | Outer space

Same thing again, I would do the exact same for you too. You're always there to cheer me up when I get upset and insecure over the dumbest thing, and you've always encouraged me when I'm down too. I will likewise give you a shiny pebble hehe.

Fuchsia

Pleaseeeeeeeeee make this a reality already!!!! You, Erwin, me, Levi, our children, and our fur babies. Let's all live out our happy domestic life with our mans and our kids, and watch our dogs run around in the field. We'll plant lots of fruit trees and herbs and flowers and grow our own vegetables too.

What colour am I?

#ack3rlady.asks #rei.answers #mrs smith urgh i love you #i can't even call you mia anymore it just doesn't sound right #HAHAHAHHA

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http-tokki · 2 years

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— ୨୧₊˚ levi ackerman

ෆ one-shot: 1k + word count ෆ drabbles: less than 1k word count ෆ thirsts and thoughts: less than 500 word count ෆ

All triggers/content will be tagged/ in the description.

‧₊˚✧[one shots]✧˚₊‧

our little remedy (nsfw) id be home with you (nsfw) when my time comes around (sfw) sleepy levi (nsfw) hange's observation and report detailing the unanswered question; is levi Ackerman in love? (sfw)

‧₊˚✧[drabbles]✧˚₊‧

i missed you too (sfw) Levi wakes you up in a meeting (sfw) I still love you, okay? (sfw) What's the first rule of being a field medic? (sfw) If I knew it all then would I do it again? (sfw) Over fucking ruled (nsfw) Are you calling me ugly? (sfw)

‧₊˚✧[imagines]✧˚₊‧

breeding kink (nsfw) levi loves to watch how he fucks you (nsfw) how levi eats pussy (based on bibblelevi's post!) (nsfw) count them out (nsfw) military brat (nsfw) tik tok inspired (nsfw) did you guys finish? (nsfw) my good girl (nsfw) bed head (nsfw) after you hurt? no. good (nsfw) Levi coaching you (nsfw) alternate reality reader (sfw) lil love notes (sfw) pet names (sfw) i used to hear a simple song (sfw) levi wakes you up in a meeting (sfw) before you both fall asleep (sfw) when levi comes home late (sfw) teaser for a bigger fic (sfw) modern au boyfriend (sfw) the ackermans (sfw) when youre sick (sfw) domestic headcanons part 2 (sfw) hey! leave them alone! (sfw) everywhere i go, i keep her picture in my wallet (sfw) pretty boy (sfw) the first time levi holds his baby (sfw) i just wanna feel you (sfw) levi teaching you to drive (sfw) protective boyfriend headcanons (sfw) your weird habits (sfw) soup (sfw) red string of fate (sfw) tummy troubles (sfw) first night at home (sfw) soybean loses a tooth (sfw) levi needs you (nsfw) levi, am i you first love? (sfw) you're safe with me (sfw) can i kiss you again? (sfw) don't slow down (nsfw) okay? okay. (sfw) i <3 u (sfw) use your words (nsfw) maybe you have a crush (sfw) 5am shifts (sfw) levi's first time flying (sfw) couldn't you wait to kiss me at home? (sfw) good luck, captain (sfw) i'm staying here and not moving (sfw) go pee (sfw)

‧₊˚✧[links]✧˚₊‧ home ෆ ask ෆ tags

#masterlist #levi ackerman masterlist

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koulakoukoula2003 · 2 years

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Hii, bestie how are you?💫 I came here to share a really meaningful picture that reminds me of us thirsting over some beautiful big blue eyed commander 😌

I'm doing good, honey, how about you?

AND OMG YES I'D DO ANYTHING FOR SOME ERWIN MONSTER COCK DJFHJGKJR pls forgive me for I have sinned by writing what's beneath the cut, but I'mma share with you a scene that I haven't posted yet in my Erwin x OC slow burn

I am working on a very delicious ask, but I wrote this scene a few days ago so it's ready, and it's not the entirety of it but I just wanna offer some crumbs to quench some of our thirst 🥺

Jealousy (Erwin x Y/n)

Pairing: Erwin x Y/n, Erwin x You, Erwin x OC, Erwin's x Reader

Summary: Levi was the first to claim you, and that makes daddy Erwin very angy :( so he's gonna take his frustration out on you <3

Trigger Warnings: Rough Fingering, Orgasm Denial, Possessive Behaviour, Choking Kink, Daddy Kink, Size Kink, Power Dynamics Dom!Erwin/Sub!Y/n

Word Count: 640

Taglist: @syrma-sensei @macyomoiji @antoxsmith (if you wanna be added in my Erwin taglist, lemme know!)

He took her to bed and lied her down gently. His mouth found the mounts of her breasts. He sucked hard and she gasped. Her body arched up into him as he suckled on her sensitive flesh till it was rosy and swollen. He did the same on the other breast and then he reached further down. He found her stomach, her abdomen. He pressed kisses everywhere till he found the hem of her knickers, already a damp spot on the cotton fabric.

“So wet for me,” He slipped off the final piece of clothing and looked at her pretty pussy. His thumb found her clit and he rubbed her. She let out the sweetest moans he’d ever heard in his life. He slid his fingers over the wet, glistening lips, her sensitive nub. He pushed a finger in gently and she tensed up, tightening her legs around his arm, but he pushed her legs apart with his free hand. He pulled his finger out and admired her slick wetness on the digit. “Were you that wet for him? Hmm?”

“No! No… no one makes me as… desperate as you, ‘win,” She bit her lip trying to hold back her pretty sounds.

He slapped her cunny hard enough to sting. She let out a cry and her whole body tensed. “You better be telling me the truth, little girl,”

She let out a sob. Tears gathered in her eyes as she breathed hard and somehow got wetter than she already was. She had no idea she was such a freaking masochist. “I am telling you truth, daddy, just please…” She whined as she rubbed herself on the palm of his hand trying to get all the friction she could. She was growing desperate. “…please, fuck me, please, please, please, I’ll be good,”

After today the only name she’d know how to scream would be his. He stuck another finger in. Both his fingers were so big, so thick and large, he was reaching that spot inside of her that she never could, and he was doing it effortlessly. His little girl, wrapped around his fingers. He increased the pace, brushing against that spot again, and again, till he was hitting on it and she all but screamed.

Y/n brought a hand to her mouth to muffle herself. She was naked and he, still fully clothed. A hand, gripping powerfully on her lithe thighs, keeping her legs parted whilst he finger-fucked her. It felt so good. So fucking good she was about to cum. She was so close, the coil in her stomach tightening up whilst he pumped his large fingers into her, hitting on that spot over and over, driving her insane. Lewd wet sounds came from her pretty pussy. He wondered how she tasted, but he wasn’t going to try it yet.

“No,” He stopped, and she just about started crying. She hiccupped as he pulled his fingers out of her and his hand reached for her own, grabbing it and pushing it away from her mouth. He pinned her wrist on the level of her head as he leaned down to look at her. “Did I say you could cum?”

“Please, please, daddy, I- I was so close- Ah!”

He slapped her cunt again and she let out another cry. Eyes shut tightly and her body shook. “But I didn’t say you could cum, did I?”

She trembled beneath him and she bit her lip, quieting down her whimpers. “N- No…”

“You only do what I say, Y/n,” His other hand found her throat, squeezing. He didn’t cut her airflow, but he sure as hell let her know that he could. He could choke her to death right now if he felt like it. “You only do what I want you to do. You’re mine. You’re all mine,”

#snk #aot #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #erwin x oc #aot erwin #erwin x you #erwin x reader #erwin smith x reader #erwin smith #commander erwin #erwin smith smut #erwin smith imagine #erwin smith x you #erwin smith x oc #erwin smith x y/n #erwin smut #snk smut #aot smut

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therealvalkyrie · 2 years

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THEREALVALKYRIE'S FIVE-HUNDRED FOLLOWER CELEBRATION

Hi everyone! As you could probably tell, I've officially hit 500 followers!! I started posting my writing just a little under a year ago after watching AOT obsessively in quarantine, and I will always be so grateful to myself that I did. I'd been reading fanfiction for a long time and toyed with the idea of writing my own, but never went through with it until I literally became so obsessed with Levi that he was in my dreams every night. I was in love! I was manic and a little unhinged! I wrote my first piece of x reader fanfiction that I didn't think was trash! And what did I discover when I posted it on tumblr dot com? A whole bunch of crazy, deranged, talented, brilliant people also obsessed to the degree of fanfiction with this short, fictional man and all the other men I've come to love. I found precious friends and role models and ingenious writers, and I found joy in sharing my writing.

Thank you, all of you, for making me a space in your little community. For saying, "Come in, stay a while! What do you think of Bokuto's tits?" Thank you for giving me a space to feel unjudged and loved, and for giving me the opportunity to love you all back. I so very genuinely wish I could wrap you all in blankets and keep you safe and warm, but I suppose thirsting over two-dimensional men will have to do for now~

To that end, I'd like to give you all something in return! There are two options for this celebration:

ONE :: Send me a detailed description of you and your selfship (from AOT, HQ, or BNHA) - how you met, where you live, if you have pets, kids, plants, any special traditions, habits, why you fit together, your special song etc - and I will write you a personalized drabble (fewer than 500 words) of your domestic life together. It'll be cute, it'll be fluffy, I would like to heal your heart<3 Side note: poly ships are welcomed and encouraged!!

TWO :: Send me a detailed description of yourself - what you like about yourself, zodiac sign, personality type, favorite passions, hobbies, likes and dislikes, anything you can think of that might help me out - and I will ship you with a character from a fandom of your choosing (AOT, HQ, or BNHA) and give you a timeline of your relationship: how you meet, when you move in, what you do for birthdays, when you meet their fam, and if you stay together or if you break up eventually. This one has the potential for being not as fluffy, but if you'd like me to not include breakups or similar, just let me know and I am happy to do it:)

RULES ::

⇢ Please send in an ask stating which option and which fandom(s) you would like, along with your description of yourself or you and your selfship

⇢ You may pick both options, but please send separate asks for each option if you would like both. This is just for my personal organization!

⇢ Please don't spam asks or ask me when I'm getting to yours - I promise I will! If it's been a while and you think tumblr may have eaten your ask, just reach out to me to see if I got it:)

⇢ You don't have to be following me, but please have an easily accessible 18+ age in your bio or rules!

⇢ I will tag all posts regarding the celebration with #valkyrie's five hundred. Make sure to block that tag if you don't want to see the event!

Once again, I love you all more than Hange loves titans, more than Shouto loves cold soba, more than Ushiwaka loves his farm<3 Can't wait to see you all in my inbox!

#valkyrie talks #valkyrie's five hundred #milestone celebration #long post

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stalactice · 3 years

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A Stream of Consciousness Reaction to SnK

by a (newbie-ish) rivamika fan

Welcome to this very disorganized compilation of reactions I sent to friends while binge-reading the snk manga. Some of them are thirst texts about Levi and rivamika, some are crying, and some are just flat-out raging. I apologize for...all of it in advance.

This starts after the Female Titan arc since I watched those episodes years ago. Going back over the first 40 chapters was a refresher of sorts for me.

If you're a fan of E-E-Ren, or the Jaeger family in general, this is not the reaction series for you. I'm sorry.

Word count: Way too many

Screenshots: Way too many x 2

(Since tumblr doesn't allow more than 10 photos per text post I have no clue how many parts this will be)

Featuring:

My revival as a Basic Levi stan (Seriously, I talk about him too much. It's kind of unsightly.)

Rivamika flailing

Crying

Ranting about Jaegers

Every other emotion in between

Without further ado, here's part 1 and, of course, spoilers:

It's actually embarrassing the squeals that come out of my mouth when Levi shows up

Me seeing one panel of Levi: I love this man Me seeing another panel of Levi less than a second later: I love this man so much

It's nearly midnight here and I'm trying not to laugh/cry at the realization that some big wig in the anime business knew that by casting Kamiya Hiroshi as Levi I was going to hurl myself back into animanga And I took that very personally

This would be so much simpler if Levi were ugly Alas, he isn't And so we suffer

What the flying HELL is that monkey titan thing what the actual WHAT

NO NOT MIKE AHHHHHHHHHH CRAP NO I LIKED MIKE I KNEW HE DIED BUT NOT LIKE THIS NOOOOO

I'm watching a sci fi series with some other people and instead I just wanna throw myself on the floor. Mike didn't deserve to die like this. He died protecting the kiddos. And I-----

If Levi kills that ugly mofo [beast titan] in addition to everything else, he definitely deserves the title of "my sexual orientation" Seriously that ape is disgusting

Isayama: I want to make Eren an "attractive" titan Also Isayama: But not Ymir, she's gonna look like a rabid raccoon

Reiner revealing he and Bertholdt are the armored and colossal titans so casually gave me freaking whiplash

Reiner: Bertholdt and I are titans, too Bertholdt: I have never seen this man in my life I have no clue what he's talking abou—Reiner NO REINER NO TRANSFORMING FCK

Levi just showed up in a long sleeve shirt that exposes his collar bone I AM NOT OKAY I haven't been able to move onto the next page I'm just sitting here like an idiot laugh-crying So this is why he wasn't in the last few chapters. Not because he was injured, but we needed time to prepare before that stupid fracking shirt ruined our lives

Jean and Armin dressed up as Eren and Historia 😂😂😂

Mikasa: *knees someone in the face 180cm in the air* Levi: *takes down men twice his size single-handedly* Me: No it's fine. I'll just be over here. Mind kicking me in the face next?

the thirst starts coming and it don't stop coming and it don't stop coming and it don't stop coming

What do you mean this isn't the beginning of a fic?

HOW DARE

FBI agent: Oh no, not this short-ass anime dude again I can't take this again

Okay, of all the things to happen, I did not expect "Eren ate his dad" to be one of them

Chapter 64 has SO many good Levi/Mikasa panels I swear I'm drooling (+a sampler) "Power couple" sounds too weak for them.

Eren: HURRY UP AND EAT ME! Me: YOU NEED A DIFFERENT WAY OF PHRASING THAT

No offense, Erwin, but I trust you about as far as I can throw you

Sasha trying to eat the pork/beef roast whole 😂😂😂

I can't freaking breathe!!! Why are they such idiots?! Eren and Jean: I feel like I'm dying Mikasa and Armin: Then perish :)

[to be continued...]

#Rivamika #I don't know if this is entertaining to anyone or not #Or if the [spoilers] notice is necessary #But nothing to lose

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blouisparadise · 4 years

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Here are some amazing bottom Louis fics posted or completed during the month of July. We really hope you enjoy this list and that you give these fics a lot of love.

Happy reading!

1) Your Good Time | Explicit | 3070 words

Louis nodded along with what the guy was saying, apparently his arousal taking over his brain to mouth filter as he said, “Who would want to hide a fit bloke like you? That guys an idiot.” Louis scoffed, dramatizing the word ‘idiot’, giving the guy a sly smirk. The guy leaned an arm against the bar, turned his body to Louis and fixed him with a curious look before he held out a hand.

“M’Harry.”

Louis and Harry meet in a bar when Harry's date is an ass. Inspired by Temporary Fix by One Direction.

2) I Push You To The Limits | Explicit | 3846 words

Louis is a brat who likes seeing his boyfriend get jealous and possessive over him.

3) Overkill | Explicit | 4354 words

Louis was never going to get over how fucking attractive Harry was. How glorious his big, tall, curvy body was. The feeling of Harry behind him, hot and heavy, trapped on the tube after they’d been somewhere during rush hour. His thick hands, full of pretty rings sometimes, handing Louis a cup of coffee, then getting one for himself.

4) Too Nervous to be Lovers | Mature | 6445 words

Louis doesn't want to spend quarantine with Harry, his straight roommate, who doesn't even acknowledge his existence.

5) Fratboy In Love | Mature | 6830 words

Harry Styles was a frat boy who loved to sleep around and flirt with boys and girls. Louis was a good uni student who loved to stay in and study and wasn't much of a partier.

Insert his best friend Niall who talks him into going. Louis gets drunk and ends up sleeping with harry. The next day he leaves before Harry wakes and tries to avoid him at all costs. Thinking Harry wouldn't care since Louis was just another conquest. But what if Harry did care. And actually have a crush on Louis. Read and find out

6) My Sunflower | Mature | 7057 words

Louis would rather be sunbathing at the beach with his friends, not slaving his spring break away in his father’s flower shop.

7) Waiting | Explicit | 8023 words

Louis Tomlinson was Harry’s omega, of this Harry had always been sure. Unfortunately for Harry, Louis seemed to think they were just best friends. The six weeks that Harry has to live with Louis were going to be rough.

8) Shine Light Upon Your Ground | Explicit | 8506 words

Note: The fic pairing is Louis/H, which the reader can picture as Harry or Henry Cavill.

Louis sighs again and fiddles with the bracelet on his wrist, twisting the charms around and petting the fake diamonds.

“How much for a night?” A deep voice suddenly asks him. The man who approaches him is already pulling out his wallet and flicking through a bundle of bills. Louis, who had been sitting at the bar completely innocent and minding his own business, lets out an offended, strangled sound.

“Excuse me?” He demands, straightening up in his seat. The hem of his dress creeps further up his thigh but he pays it no mind.

9) Glistening Under The Sun (You're My Honey Soaked Love) | Mature | 8996 words

“Oh Petal,” he picks her up nuzzling the top of her head with his cheek as she nibbles on the lavender, “How lucky are we? I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy, the only thing we have to be sad about is that soon I won’t be able to hold you like this,”

10) Connected To The Heart | Explicit | 9059 words

Note: This is an coda scene for this fic.

“Your stage cue is way too close for you to be wearing that look you’re wearing,” Louis informs him. He can’t stop himself from looking up at Harry through his eyelashes, the silk of Harry’s dress shirt brushing against the backs of his knuckles.

“Twenty minutes,” Harry agrees. His breath is minty from the gum he was chewing earlier, fresh and warm. “Twenty minutes can be a long time, baby.”

This time, Louis has to force himself to roll his eyes. “Not nearly long enough for the way you always want to fuck me.”

11) Fuck U Betta | Explicit | 11438 words

There’s something about having Louis like this, exposed and desperate, that makes a primal urge bubble up from deep inside Harry’s chest. Desire mixed with something else, something unquantifiable. It’s the thing that makes them want this, need this. Nothing else will satisfy them or quench their thirst.

OR the one where Harry likes the thrill of the chase, Louis likes to be chased, and everyone gets what they need… in the end.

12) Kiss Me In Your Chevrolet | Explicit | 11569 words

"Yes, Lou?" Harry asked, rubbing his tired eyes. A gust of wind came through the open windows, sending chills down Harry's arms as a light rain began falling outside. He closed his eyes again and let his head fall back to the couch arm rest.

"Can we go there?" Louis asked, probably pointing somewhere. Harry opened his eyes and felt his heart jump in his chest, a magazine page a couple of inches away from his face. Startled, Harry closed his eyes and breathed heavily, trying to collect himself.

Harry blinked a few times to focus his eyes on the page Louis still held in front of his nose. "You want to go to the Grand Canyon?" He furrowed his eyebrows, tilting his head to the left to look at Louis' face.

13) Pull The Trigger | Explicit | 12007 words

Note: This fic is a sequel to this fic, which is #16 on this list.

Louis has never been alright with killing. Will that change when he learns what it's like to be the one holding the gun?

14) Open All Night | Explicit | 12537 words

It’s six in the morning when Harry finally makes it back home.

Harry's a bartender, Louis' got a nice ass and a shit taste in men. They make it work.

15) Among Other Things | Explicit | 16073 words

“Harry, it’s 7:45, oh my god, my class starts at 8:15,” and Louis wants to cry. Harry’s busy under the bed trying to find the tiny silver key but Louis knows that fate just hates him and he needs to find a way to get up. “Harry, I—fuck,” Louis whines. Harry stands up in a rush.

“I can’t seem to find them. It. The key.”

Or, Louis’ the teacher of Harry Styles’ daughter. Their paths shouldn’t cross like this. This meaning Louis showing up to school handcuffed to a headboard.

16) A Bullet And It's Gun | Explicit | 18156 words

Note: The sequel to this fic is #13 on this list.

Louis’ parents arrange his marriage with Harry. He’s fully ready to accept that he’s going to be a sad and lonely person for the rest of his life. But then Harry starts proving himself as more than just an asocial man with money.

17) By Such Slight Ligaments | Explicit | 26764 words

Note: The fic pairing is Louis/Henry Cavill.

A late night visit to a patient sets off a series of events that will turn Louis' world upside down.

... Here there be monsters.

18) At Your Fingertips | Explicit | 27384 words

He finds himself wrapped up in sheets in bed on Thursday night, staring at the familiar name on a new story that was posted the night before.

His fingers twitch, ready to hit play and surrender to his impulses, saving the regret and turmoil for later.

And still he hesitates, internally praying that he’ll somehow gain the strength to exit out within the next few moments before he inevitably loses his patience and hits the button.

Three…

Two…

One.

Play.

19) Forgot My Roots Now Watch Me Bloom | Explicit | 28334 words

Lonely transit worker Louis pulls his longtime crush, Peter, from the path of an oncoming train. At the hospital, doctors report that he's in a coma, and a misplaced comment from Louis causes Peter's family to assume that he is his fiancée. When Louis doesn't correct them, they take him into their home and confidence. Things get even more complicated when he finds himself falling for Peter's brother, Harry. Loosely based on the movie "While You Were Sleeping".

20) Push You Out, Pull You Back In | Explicit | 31544 words

Harry hates feeling vulnerable. Louis is set on breaking through his tough facade.

21) Baby Blue | Explicit | 39439 words

Harry Styles takes his time coming out to greet them. Louis only knows what he’s seen on file and what he’s heard them talking about, but he fully lives up to the image he had inside of his head.

He saunters down the front steps of the farmhouse in his Levi’s, brown snakeskin boots curving out from underneath the denim Louis’ sure he had specially made. He’s got on a plaid button-down tucked into the jeans because of course he does, curls spilling out from either side of his cowboy hat around his sunglasses and country-tan skin.

“Harry Styles,” he drawls, extending a hand to Louis’ manager, “Pleased to meet ya’ll.”

22) Lidocaine And Palm Trees | Explicit | 44653 words

Heat, fake tans and lots of traffic.

Harry never expected to earn his living this way when he moved to LA.

Louis didn't think he could ever be the same after his divorce.

A lighthearted story about two guys trying to find themselves in the vibrant, sprawling city of Los Angeles, with a side of technical porn industry stuff.

23) Sleeping On Our Problems | Explicit | 67369 words

Louis sleeps with Harry and they have more than just catching feelings to worry about.

24) Truth Would Be | Explicit | 91869 words

“You want me? I’m not a… a thing to be owned!” Louis stuttered, still very angry and confused.

“Hmmm…” The alpha tapped his lips as if he was contemplating something. “Last time I checked, the debt was paid off and the only thing I had asked in return was… you. So technically I do own you.”

“You are crazy…” Louis muttered as he began to back towards the door. Harry’s impossibly green eyes turned a shade darker, but his tone was still teasing and light when he said, “Maybe I am…”

The I-paid-off-all-your-debt-so-you-are-mine AU in which Omega Louis wants to be left alone by Alpha Harry but it's super complicated when he starts to not hate the alpha all that much.

25) Collision | Not Rated | 224594 words

Note: This fic was finished in 2018, but two new epilogue chapters have been added.

Mythology/Fairytale!AU in which Louis is a dainty fairy with a temper who wants to be intimidating and Harry hurts people. Naturally, they hate each other.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

You can find other monthly roundup fic rec lists here.

#bottom louis #top harry #blp fic recs #monthly fic recs #fic recs #blp #larry

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celestialflamesme · 3 years

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| OF TATTOOS AND SOULMATES | A GaLe One-shot AU | Fairy Tail |

Ships: Levy McGarden x Gajeel Redfox

My contribution to Gajevy Day! @luna-chan00 Job completed!😁

......

7 year old Levy McGarden was curious, and naturally, a curious kid would end up in the restricted section of the library at 3 am (Way past her bedtime....)

Droy shuffled his feet nervously, "Lev, are you sure we should be doing this?"

"Of course I'm sure! And the real restricted section is over there!" The bluenette pointed over her shoulder to a suspicious looking shelf, "Uncle Macao and Wakaba always borrow books from there and Porly-san yells at them!"

"Then why did she tell you not to come here?" Jet sassed. (Boys were mean, why couldn't they just encourage her thirst for literary enrichment?!)

Levy puffed her cheeks in irritation. "That's what we're here to find out, Jet! Now hold tight or I'll fall!" She caught hold of the nearest book (It was heavy and old, hence the best kind!) and jumped off the ladder making the boys squeak. (Ugh, Boys....)

"What's it about? Oh! Oh!" Both Jet and Levy gave Droy a look, which made him lower his tone to a whisper, "Do you think it's Gramp's secret bean soup recipe?"

"Well, maybe?" Levy sighed. (She didn't have the heart to tell him that Gramps used plain canned soup for his 'Ultra Secret Super Bean Delight'. After all, Natsu was eating all his beans now...)

She blew off the dust on the leather binding. Carefully opening it, Jet held the torchlight as she read the title out loud, "Soulmates ."

.......

15 year old Levy read enough books on romance and witty tall men (Everyone was taller than her now...) with gentle smiles and twinkling eyes to finally have conjured up an exact image of what she wanted her own soulmate to look like.

She had her fingers crossed her tattoo would be a sweet soliloquy from a famous play, or maybe something simple and shy like a "Hi!" or maybe a "You're the prettiest girl I've ever met..."

As for his persona however, he'd have chestnut brown hair that he combed through, a passion for books, a vivid vocabulary, a soft look reserved just for her, would be 5'2" (just tall enough for her to rest her head against the crook of his neck) and have oceans for eyes-

Gramps sweatdropped as he read her list. "That seems a little oddly specific, Levy. Are you sure you didn't meet him yet?"

Levy frantically shook her head. "I still haven't got my tattoo, Gramps! But I bet he looks just like this!"

"Two hundred jewels says you're wrong!" Cana slurred. (Levy had absolutely no idea how she always found every place Gramps hid the drinks in. At 17, Cana was quite the force to be reckoned with...)

"Why we gotta write about what we want in our mates?" Natsu groaned, doodling what Levy wryly registered as the outline of a dragon..... Classic Natsu.....

Erza was surprisingly silent, keeping to herself for most of the project, while Gray had quit it altogether and chose to brawl with Elfman instead.

Jet and Droy, flustered, had both written Levy as their soulmate. (She was honoured, really, but she'd grown up with them. If she like-liked them, wouldn't she know by now?)

"Because, Natsu, your soulmate does not have to be your life partner." Erza now had her attention on Gramps. Levy leaned towards the discussion too. "Not everyone finds what they are looking for in their soulmate. Not everyone truly knows what they even want until they find it. And you are not obliged to fall in love with your soulmate. Love is accepting someone's flaws and your own and learning to live in harmony and for the future."

"Well said, Master!" Erza nodded reverently. Levy sighed, already lost in her thoughts. In two days, her tattoo would appear, the first words her soulmate would say to her, the only way she'd ever find him.

Mira refused to show anyone her tattoo, which was weird, was it something horrible? Erza, ever the knight in shining armour, offered to slay whosoever dared hurt the She-devil ("Intentional or otherwise!") and Levy had a few spells in handy for the occasion too, but Mira was a tough nut to crack.

Cana's had been surprisingly short and mundane. "Another!" It had said. The card mage simply laughed when it appeared, grabbed her water bottle (probably spiked) and promptly passed out 15 minutes later.

Oh, she just couldn't wait!

"What the everloving God Serena?!"

"What'd you get Levy?" Erza chose to ignore her swearing (Thank Mavis!) in favour of leaning for a closer look at the cursive script.

"The shrimp is mine."

The shrimp is mine.

The shrimp-

The SHRIMP?! OF ALL THE THINGS HER SOULMATE COULD SAY, HE CHOSE THE SHRIMP IS MINE?!

She waited for this her whole goddamn life and this is what she got?! The Gods were laughing at her, she bet. Ughhhh.....

"Maybe he just really likes seafood?" Cana snickered. "I can picture it. Your hands brushed as you reached for the last piece. Your heat skipped a beat. You knew in your heart-"

"Shut it." Levy muttered, embarrassed that she made such a big fuss over nothing.

Lisanna squealed, "Oh I know how we can make you forget this! How about we prank the boys again? Your last prank with the food-colouring was really off-the-wall, Levy!"

Well, Gray covered head to toe in feathers and pink glitter did sound promising.....

......

19-year-old Levy had just about had enough of soulmates.

Natsu- of all the people, NATSU (No offense to Lu-chan, she was soo happy for her!) had confessed his crush on Lucy. And their first meet was something out of a fairy tale too, Natsu being the Prince (or dragon) that brought back the Princess to his castle only to live happily ever after...

"If only my Prince was good with directions..." She grumbled to herself.

"Levy, are you sure you want to do this? Remember what Gramps said? You have to let fate do it's thing...." Jet worriedly remarked.

"I am letting fate do it's 'thing'! I'm only quickening the process." Levy grinned at her teammates.

"This is the seventh sea-food buffet we've been to in 3 days! And we didn't even get to eat any!" Droy complained. Levy sweatdropped.

"Just 32 more and we're done for the month," she reopened her life-sized bullet map to recheck. Can't be too sure.

"Look what we have here!" She stiffened and turned to face the gruff voice.

3 men dressed in varying black and grey attire looked at them like they were meat and nothing more. She felt a shiver crawl up her spine as she gauged the area for exits but found none in sight.

Team Shadowgear couldn't take them on by themselves! She was already tired and she bet Jet and Droy were too! Maybe if she made a big enough distraction, both of them could-

"Oi, you get the fledglings!" a final voice barked out, and Levy felt her blood run cold at the red eyes that stared back at her, "The shrimp is mine."

The next few minutes were a blur. She couldn't find herself to talk, no matter how much her brain screamed at her to say something, anything to save herself from the situation. Maybe he'd recognise her and tell them to leave his soulmate alone. Something, do anything!

As black spots took over her vision, she finally muttered, through the intense pain she felt in every fibre of her being, "Don't....Jet, Droy, please..."

......

#gajevy #gajeel redfox #levy mcgarden #gale #fairy tail #soulmates #tattoo #gajevy day 2020 #nalu

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Diavolo eats a pomegranate while Lucifer works. Lucifer doesn’t realize that the plate of pomegranate seeds that’s just been steadily growing is, in fact, for him.

alternate summary: serving/sharing fruit with another is one of the most tender shows of love in the world and i am a soft, gentle soul that just wants canon-compliant-ish domesticity somewhere in the 1800s?? idk, they’ve known each other a damn long time. u_u

2.2kish words, G, dia/luci, #no warnings apply except for like, idk, a sizzle of diavolo thirst on lu’s part. we can angst later, y’all

Special thanks 2 @canonlucidia for being 1) my rock and 2) my resident lucifer expert that wrote the report line and lastly 3) just being so, so good with lore and patient with me when cv brain go wuh???

A memory, a snapshot in their thousands of years spent at each other’s sides, the scene burned into his mind.

Not all their moments are stretched to the extremes, interactions eternally caught in fire and brimstone. Some of them rest here, in a gentle domesticity that Lucifer is hesitant – and rightly so – to acknowledge.

Here, with the two of them alone in Lucifer’s office, is a tentative, trembling contentment that Lucifer has yet to fully take apart in his mind.

Lucifer sits at the desk with almost painfully perfect posture, as lamented by Diavolo, several sheets of parchment paper drying in front of him. A small white plate with intricate gold designs burned into the glaze rests nearby. Diavolo pulls out a blade from thin air, cutting it into a ripe pomegranate with the practiced efficiency of someone who grew up with the trees keeping him company.

“I will not be re-writing these reports if you make a mess,” Lucifer says apropos of anything Diavolo might do, on purpose or otherwise.

The admonishment in his voice half-hearted at best, even as he warily eyes Diavolo slicing the fruit open.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Diavolo quips, returning a cheeky grin, slouched over the empty side of Lucifer’s spacious desk as he cracks open the pomegranate into fours.

Diavolo opted for his human form today, which is a laughable concept to Lucifer in itself. Diavolo’s aura can barely be contained by him in his demon form, but to see his essence stifled into a mortal’s appearance… Diavolo’s human teeth are always a little too sharp at first glance or in one’s peripherals. His gold eyes are too molten to match any human shade.

Pair it with Diavolo’s inability to sit on anything without it becoming a throne – sprawling with languid, regal grace as natural as breathing, much to Lucifer’s annoyance – and discretion is a difficult request.

Lucifer has called him out on his slipping control of the glamours before, especially in the instances where they find themselves working in the Human Realm, the risk of detection a very real threat. Not that many princes are discrete, but Lucifer supposes that if he expected someone to spill out past the seams, it would be Diavolo, who has always been larger than life in both personality and power.

Despite a grandiose description, Diavolo’s attire does not reflect his status. His outfit is more fitting for a common human rather than the next ruler of Hell.

The other is dressed in indecently tight trousers and a loose, finely-woven off-white tunic that dips low on his sculpted chest. Cording at the hem of the shirt drapes over his exposed skin, and Lucifer offhandedly wonders why they even bother getting Diavolo fitted for garments if he’s just going to wear things too loose, too tight, or forego most clothes altogether.

In the past, Lucifer might have asked why are you here? or don’t you have your own work to do? All such inquiries have been shut down with a colorful multitude of responses, displaying the future king’s creativity.

Some honorable mentions being:

Diavolo’s wild claim that Barbatos was staging a coup, and clearly, Lucifer was the only one who can fight off someone with control over time. Lucifer had asked when Barbatos was hosting the next recruitment session, which led to a troublesome, if not amusing, outburst from Diavolo.

A somehow unionized group of suitors threatened to storm down the palace gates for his hand in marriage. Diavolo was merely hiding in the safest place, for once they believed he was not home, they would give up and leave!

"A curse, Lucifer. It was a curse!" If more than two pairs of eyes were to witness Diavolo, he would surely burst into flames. That's why he tried to hide behind the door when Barbatos came to collect him!

Nowadays, when Lucifer can’t kick Diavolo out of his study/Barbatos is off running the household and can’t drag him away, he allows himself to lean into giving Diavolo a hard time – nothing unbecoming of their stations, nothing disrespectful – but enough to give Lucifer quiet vindication.

It serves him right, for all the grievances he causes Lucifer on a daily basis.

(Levi calls it teasing, but Levi has not left his quarters since the last major war killed one of his favorite authors before a series was finished, so what does Levi know of social interaction?)

“If you’re in need of something to do, Barbatos and I found a few errors in your last few missives…” Lucifer begins.

Diavolo, surprisingly, doesn’t jump to the bait.

There are no witty remarks that come from the future king’s lips, only the lazy upward curl of a smile and a contented hum in return.

Unused to the lack of a response from the other, Lucifer glances down at the small plate, Diavolo's cultivated pile of seeds gathered in the shallow puddle of juice.

Another pomegranate seed plinks onto the plate, and Lucifer watches through his peripherals as it topples the delicate balance of the seeds already there.

He narrows his eyes at it briefly, as if it holds the answers to his obvious questions, but says nothing. Diavolo works at a steady pace, humming quietly under his breath as his nimble fingers pluck seeds from the fruit.

For a while, they go on like that.

Diavolo alternates between quietly munching on seeds and adding to his growing plate. Lucifer scribbles away at the parchment, his clean script much more legible than Diavolo’s own.

Diavolo deserves an award, Lucifer thinks, for the longest amount of time spent not getting into trouble in Lucifer’s recent memory. Perhaps he should be more suspicious of the other’s uncharacteristically quiet nature, but Diavolo looks at ease with his menial task.

Diavolo’s tune continues, a soothing, low cadence to his voice offsetting the relative quiet of Lucifer’s quill scratching at the parchment. It’s a waltz, syrupy sweet and with a dreamlike quality as Diavolo’s humming carries the notes into creation.

It casts a spell with charisma alone, and Lucifer doesn’t notice when his hand stills, quill hovering over the page as he tries to recognize the tune. A smile twists the prince’s lips, his lips stained darker with the sweet purple nectar.

Diavolo doesn’t hesitate in his motions, only glancing up at Lucifer through his lashes. Lucifer’s breath involuntarily catches in his throat.

Lucifer does not think about how Diavolo’s fingertips are stained as well, stained deeper than the curve of his lush lower lip. Does not think about the juice dripping down his tanned skin, drying sticky on his wrists. It is in the middle of these not-thoughts, their gazes catching in passing, that Diavolo speaks.

“20%.”

“What?” Lucifer startles, despite himself, brows cinching with narrowed eyes. Diavolo reaches down with one long, purple-dyed finger to point at the line where Lucifer’s quill has stopped. The smile only grows, Diavolo tilting his head to the side as he reads the line off of Lucifer’s report.

“‘The sixth circle has under reported their amaranth yield again this quarter, their numbers being off by roughly,” He pauses for dramatic effect, which Lucifer finds wholly unnecessary considering this is a report, not a performance, ”20%.’”

Diavolo purses his lips, before it turns into a huffed laugh, “It’s probably because they pay tithe to Beelzebub. You should talk to him about that.”

His eyes and hands go back to the fruit in front of him. Lucifer does not admit that the next part of his report was about to mention that it is likely due to his hungriest brother.

Saved from having to formulate a response, there’s a knock at the door, and Barbatos’ muffled voice on the other side calls, “Lucifer? Have you seen Prince Diavolo?”

Diavolo’s posture immediately jerks up, and then his shoulders curl in on himself, like a child that knows he’s been caught. Barbatos is, most definitely, here for Diavolo.

Lucifer is absolutely not relieved at the distraction. He levels Diavolo with a singular stare that somehow says I’m not covering for you, and nearly rolls his eyes when Diavolo returns a pained look that begs please?

A strange, out of place idea has Lucifer wanting to concede to Diavolo’s whims, to pretend that no one is there. Ridiculous. As they sit in the silence, there’s a moment where Diavolo’s eyes light up, as if thinking that Lucifer might actually help him out –

“He’s in here,” Lucifer says, because of course he is. All three of them know there’s no way that he wouldn’t be, and Diavolo deflates.

It’s clear from the slight, upwards quirk of Barbatos’ lips that he knows Lucifer’s hesitation. Lucifer bristles at the thought, at Barbatos’ ability to always see more than is shown.

Barbatos does not startle easily – in fact, Lucifer believes he can recall maybe a handful of times that the other has reacted with little more than resigned acceptance or rueful amusement.

It wounds his pride, in a sense, to have Barbatos walk in on a scene like this (like what? Diavolo slowly working at Lucifer’s carefully constructed walls, trying to carve a contented little spot in Lucifer’s life? Yes. Lucifer is aware.) and have his reaction be anything less than shocked. Appalled?

Perhaps aghast, that Lucifer too has fallen to the whims of his lord.

Unless Barbatos thought that Lucifer would cave from the beginning, Lucifer realizes, and it sours his expression in the slightest.

“Barbatos!” Diavolo grins, still slouched over the edge of the desk like it pains him to have good posture.

“I have been looking for you, my lord,” Barbatos says, his voice as even and polite as ever.

“I’ve been taking a break!”

“It’s been four hours since you said you would be right back, sir. I thought I would help you find your way, since you seem to be having some trouble.”

Diavolo, a devil of almost immeasurable power and status, has the gall to look sheepish in front of his butler and aide. He glances big, pleading eyes at Lucifer as if asking for help again, and Lucifer cocks one brow, saying nothing.

A beat of silence passes, before Diavolo suddenly exhales loudly, tossing his hands (one of which is holding a knife, and the other a pomegranate, and juice splashes on the desk alarmingly close to his nearly-finished report) into the air.

“Okay, okay! I’m coming,” Diavolo concedes, still brimming with amusement as he easily disposes of the empty pomegranate husk with his magic. Pulling a handkerchief from his pocket, he wipes the remnants of sticky juice off the blade and his fingers, staining the pristine white purple.

“Let’s stop by the kitchens on the way there, Barbatos. Fruit has only made me realize how famished I truly am!” Diavolo says, placing the handkerchief down and stretching his arms up as he stands.

“I can bring something to your office, my lord.” Barbatos shoots down the attempt at escape, and Diavolo tsks under his breath.

“You’re too smart, Barbatos,” Diavolo says, walking towards his butler and patting one hand on the other’s shoulders, “You know all my tricks by now.” He nods sagely as they walk to the exit of the room. Barbatos gives a soft sigh.

“We both know that’s not true, my lord.”

Lucifer watches, unafraid to admit to himself that he finds some amusement in Diavolo’s plight, before he realizes the mess that Diavolo has left behind.

“Your – ” Mess? Pile of fruit seeds? Penchant for completely derailing Lucifer’s productivity? Whatever Lucifer had intended to say is cut off by a dismissive wave of Diavolo’s hand and a cheerful slant of a smile on the other’s face.

“Those are for you!” Diavolo laughs, and Lucifer doesn’t have the opportunity to get a response in before Diavolo whirls into the hallway, Barbatos shutting the door after him with a soft click.

Lucifer sits in silence, listening to the muffled, familiar chatter between the two, fading as they travel further from the door. He tells himself that this is to make sure that Diavolo has truly left, not for any other frivolous, flowery reasons that his brothers might claim, were they to know of his lingering gaze on the plate, the stained handkerchief Diavolo left behind.

The plate of pomegranate seeds rests in the corner of his desk, still untouched.

Lucifer ignores it until the candles in the room burn dangerously low, the only indication of time passing thanks to the endless twilight of the Devildom. When he finally decides to stop, he rolls his neck to alleviate the stiffness, eyes fluttering shut at the tension.

When they open again, his gaze lands once more on the plate.

This time, it stays.

Alone in the privacy of his office, Lucifer props an elbow unceremoniously on the table. He brings his hand to his chin, gloved fingers tapping at his lips. More silence passes, a decision is made. Lucifer tugs off the glove of his right hand.

For him, Diavolo had said.

Lucifer isn’t particularly fond of pomegranates.

The flavor isn’t anything amazing to him, and they’re much too messy, but there’s a strange, perverse pleasure beginning to blossom inside him at the fresh memory of Diavolo devoting his time to a task solely for Lucifer, understanding coloring where there was once muted shades of gray.

Kings are servants to their kingdoms, but there’s an undeniable intimacy in the act of servitude for one.

It makes the initial burst of flavor on his tongue all the more sweet.

#ch: diavolo #ch: lucifer #pr: dialuci #writing #did i post something incredibly personal and then also post dialuci to draw attention away from the personal post?#yes

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snkpolls · 3 years

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SnK Episode 71 Poll Results (for Manga Readers)

The poll closed with 176 responses. Thank you to everyone who participated!

Please note that these are the results for the Manga Readers’ poll. If you wish to see the results for the Anime Only Watchers’ poll, click here.

RATE THE EPISODE 172 responses

This week’s episode keeps up the high mark of the previous episodes, with 98.8% of respondents giving the episode a score of 3 or higher (overwhelmingly 4s and 5s). Nice!

It was aight.

It's cool

8.5/10

great!

Very rocky imo in terms of animation, as the cracks are beginning to show but overall look like the backgrounds and music choices were top tier.

Really good episode, I was disappointed in the jacket scene but it’s not the end of the world

loved it

It was overall a great episode I loved it.

🔥🔥🔥

WHICH OF THE FOLLOWING MOMENTS WAS YOUR FAVORITE? 174 responses

46.6% of respondents overall were most excited to see Eren meeting up with Floch and the others, with 23.6% of those respondents favoring the scene of Eren putting on his jacket specifically. 12.1% most enjoyed seeing the angry citizens shouting out the Survey Corps motto. 9.8% were thrilled to see Zackley’s death animated. 8% were psyched to see Pieck in disguise at the end, and 6.9% most enjoyed the moment where Hitch caught Armin red-handed trying to touch Annie’s crystal.

YOUR REACTION TO EREN PUTTING ON HIS JACKET? 171 responses

Eren putting on his jacket was a scene many obsessed over when it first appeared on page and many looked forward to seeing it animated. Most of the response choices were focused on various forms of swooning over Eren and his abs. Some (13.5%) stated that they didn’t really understand the dramatism and some others (another 13.5%) simply stated that they did not see much in Eren outright. We’ve gotten a lot of write-ins about comparisons to the pre-animated trailer shot of said scene. More on that in a later question.

i mean i understand the thirst, but eh

Prefer manga :/

The trailer did it better

Meh. Better in the trailer and the manga.

TF was that? Well it's still good in its own way.

YES! YES! YES! YES! Y E S!

both "HOOOOOLYYYYYY 😳" and "so dramatic and for what?"

Trailer/Manga shot was way better

Manga shot/trailer version are way better. Dissapointed

Trailer looked better :(

Mappa only made Reiner thicc, why Eren is so frain he has 1,85! He is so strong in the manga

I don't care

Manbun.........👀

He can have my babies anytime 😌💅🏻

Not as sexy as advertised; that’s okay, though.

That scene looked weird af ngl. It looked better in the trailer 😔

Me after THAT eren scene: 🤰🏻🤰🏻🤰🏻

Eren makes my dick rise

ON A SCALE OF 1-5, HOW HAPPY ARE YOU NOW THAT WE APPEAR TO BE GOING BACK TO LEVI AND ZEKE’S PERSPECTIVE NEXT WEEK FOR A BIT? 171 responses

Levi and Zeke’s chemistry has been the subject of praise for many, so it’s no wonder that 87.1% of respondents are rather excited to get back to seeing Levi and Zeke again. Wow!

ARE ARMIN’S FEELINGS FOR ANNIE GENUINELY HIS OWN? 173 responses

Armin’s feelings for Annie have been looked at under a microscope for a variety of reasons, which is why we’re asking if you believe that his feelings for her are genuine. A plurality, 49.1% think that they’re a mixture of his feelings for her, as well Bertolt’s. Slightly less (30.6%) believe that Armin’s feelings for her existed since before any of the recent developments. Only a select few believe that he either became interested in her post-timeskip or that his feelings are solely influenced by Bertolt. One person doesn’t think Armin has any feelings for Annie at all. And a few others just don’t care.

Bertmin simping for Annie and that apparently being enough for her to start considering him as boyfriend material is the fucking worst. I hate this shit. It's made me like both characters considerably less.

Uhh Armin where ya reaching?!

He was interested with her even before it was revealed she was the Female Titan and now that he has Bertholdt's memories, he sympathizes with her too and wants to understand her more so maybe Bert's memories intensified his feelings

His feelings for Annie are mostly his own. Bert's feelings might be in there a little, but the feelings are still Armin's.

CONTINUITY ALERT! EREN HAS HIS HAIR UP IN A BUN IN YELENA’S FLASHBACK. THOUGHTS? 173 responses

Uh-oh, Eren’s hairstyle moment. It would appear that there might be a continuity error with Yelena’s flashback and whatever that means for the timeline. A slight plurality (37%) didn’t seem to care about this, actually. But 33.5% appeared to believe that it was a mistake on MAPPA’s part that might get fixed in the BluRay version of the episode. 16.8% also believe that it was a mistake, but don’t believe it’ll get fixed. 9.8% think that it’s actually a retcon and that Eren’ll have the man bun when Chapter 123 gets adapted in Final Season Part 2.

I hope it gets fixed because it's bugging me.

I really wish it was like how it was in the manga. Eren looks good with his hair down in his 16-17-year-old phase. Despite the error, it wasn't a deal breaker for the episode.

He looks totally gorgeous with his hair up in a bun, please let this mistake be

Honestly I don’t mind it. It looks great either way.

Eren in a manbun is a total win for me!

WHICH PIECES OF INFORMATION MISSING FROM YELENA’S ADMISSION IN THE MANGA DO YOU WISH WOULD HAVE BEEN INCLUDED IN THE ADAPTATION? 163 responses

As with almost all dialogue-heavy chapters in this series, there are cuts. In this episode, these cuts mostly affected the conversation between Yelena and Pixis. The most yearned for cut material was Yelena never telling Eren to go along with the plan and Yelena saying that she used Floch as a “go-between” between her and Eren. Others also noted missing lines about Yelena wanting Eren to stand up for himself, Yelena stating that Zeke gave the volunteers a hopeful future and the idea that her and Eren came to quick agreement. The plurality (31.9%) however, didn’t seem to mind any cuts.

WHAT ARE YOU OVERALL FEELINGS ABOUT SOME OR ALL OF THE AFOREMENTIONED DETAILS BEING CUT? 161 responses

There is often a sort of expectation to have everything (or almost every) line from the manga adapted in the anime, so it’s interesting to see how people react to that sort of stuff. An almost 50% of respondents stated that they didn’t really care about the cuts, whereas smaller handfuls of respondents stated that the cuts either took away from the characterization of the conversation, or from the context and timeline-building purposes.

I'm not thrilled about the cuts, but I understand MAPPA can only fit so much in on each episode, so I'm okay with it

the yelena/volunteers plot has always been wonky and hard to follow

I don’t think it’s a problem, they need to cut certain things.

i literally never notice but i agree that it makes it harder to piece things together

Meh

It might seem for anime watchers that Yelena didnt do much, and Floch and Zeke that did the most part, in their own plans. Floch to betray and Zeke in predicting Eren wouldnt be on his side in some way. Yelena helped Zeke a lot to where he arrived in the rumbling

All of the above

ZACKLEY WALKS OVER TO HIS TORTURE MACHINE IN THE ANIME BEFORE MIKASA ASKS WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO EREN, RATHER THAN GLANCE OVER AT IT AFTER HER QUESTION. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THE CHANGE? 170 responses

There was a partially comedic insinuation in the manga that Zackley thought about strapping Eren to his “art piece”. The insinuation is possibly still there in the anime, but in a different form. So we asked how you felt about it. Slightly below a half (48.8%) stated that they thought the subtlety was still there. 18.8% thought the subtlety was lost with the small change and 8.8% believed the change made Zackley seem less unhinged. 21.8% really didn’t care at all.

Why is this a question?

The glance was funny as fuck in the manga, but might have been awkward to pull of in the animation

They're blown up tho, does it even matter?

DID EREN KNOW ABOUT THE BOMB? 170 responses

Whether Eren truly knew about the bomb is a bit unclear to this day and with how it endangered Armin and Mikasa. A plurality (40%) believe he knew about the bomb, but did not know about his childhood friends meeting Zackley. Slightly less (30.6%) think that Eren did not know about either the bomb or AM meeting the Artist. A minority (7.1%) does believe that Eren knew about both the bomb and meeting and 21.8% simply aren’t sure!

Even if he didn’t know, he obviously doesn’t care either way.

THERE IS SOME DEBATE ABOUT WHETHER EREN’S JACKET SCENE WAS BETTER ANIMATED IN THE PROMOTIONAL VIDEO OR IN THE EPISODE ITSELF. WHICH DO YOU CHOOSE? 170 responses

Here we go… The elephant in the room… Which Eren abs scene did you prefer? The Promotional video or the actual episode? A somewhat slight majority (57.1%) seemed to like the version seen in the promotional video more than the episode itself versus the ones who preferred the episode’s style (42.9%).

THE EPISODE MARKS THE BEGINNING OF FLOCH’S ACTIONS AS THE VOICE OF THE YEAGERISTS. HOW ARE YOU FEELING ABOUT IT? 170 responses

Floch has always been a controversial character and the developments seen post-time skip have not been any less debatable. You may floching love him or floching hate, but he’s here and he’s staying for a while. A plurality (48.8%) notes that although they may not personally be a fan of the character, they truly do appreciate the nuance his appearance gives to the story. Just over a quarter (25.3%) stated that as big fans of the character, they’re looking forward to all the screentime the Flochster will receive. In contrast, 20.6% despise the man and his questionable haircut and are also dreading the showcase he’ll soon receive.

I hate Floch and will cheer again when he dies, but I enjoy his character.

I detest Floch but I'm not dreading all the screen time he'll take up.

Since he died in the manga, my hatred for him has cooled down somewhat now that I'm watching the anime.

I am once again asking for you to shut the fuck up, Floch.

WE KNOW NOW THAT EREN DID CONSPIRE WITH FLOCH TO BETRAY ZEKE TO ENACT THE RUMBLING. STILL, DO YOU BELIEVE HE DID IT BECAUSE HE HAS THE SAME BELIEFS AS FLOCH, OR WAS HE JUST USING FLOCH AND THE YEAGERISTS AS A MEANS TO AN END? 161 responses

An overwhelming amount of respondents (87.6%) stated that they believe Eren never truly saw eye to eye with Floch and his ideology and that Eren was simply using Floch as a means to an end. In contrast, 9.3% truly do think that Eren was ideologically similar to Floch and the “New Eldian Empire”. A select few thought you couldn’t just say one way or another.

They both wanted to protect Paradis

DO YOU THINK IF THE YEAGERISTS, BESIDES FLOCH, KNEW ABOUT THE FULL SCALE RUMBLING BEFOREHAND THAT THEY WOULD WILLINGLY FOLLOW EREN? 167 responses

The majority (53.3%) feel that the Yeagerists would see a divide if they knew beforehand that Eren wanted to initiate the rumbling, with some sticking around for the cause and others possibly leaving because it’s too extreme. 25.1% believe that they all would have fully supported the rumbling in the name of their own survival. 15% believe that every Yeagerist already knew about the plan to commence the rumbling, and only 6% feel that they would most certainly have betrayed the Yeager brothers (and Floch) if they had known.

I don’t know, this is a loaded question and I’m tired.

DO YOU THINK THAT, IF THE STORY ENDS PEACEFULLY, MIKASA WILL HAVE A ROLE TO PLAY IN HIZURU? 170 responses

While this plotline may not be going anywhere in the manga (or so it seems), the reminder of its existence is brought to light again as we revisit these older moments from the manga. 32.4% feel that Mikasa wouldn’t leave Paradis behind to start a life on Hizuru. 23.5% think that she wouldn’t leave Paradis behind, necessarily, but will still have a role to play in Hizuru. 21.2% think it doesn’t matter because Isayama has completely discarded (or forgotten) about this plotline. 12.4% don’t know what to predict (if anything) and only 8.2% believe that her future lies in Hizuru beyond the main storyline.

The last two options plus me not caring. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

hizuru is already rumbled, gone, but she will continue the azumabito clan in paradis

Is no one else gonna question Kiyomi's hair being sucked into her skull??? HELLO MA'AM???

Hizuru is likely flattened

WHICH SCENE FROM THE PREVIEW ARE YOU MOST LOOKING FORWARD TO? 171 responses

Episode 72 has already broadcasted as of the completion of this poll. For scenes that were most anticipated, 35.7% were most looking forward to seeing Levi and Zeke’s interaction in the forest. 33.3% most looked forward to Niccolo leaning straight from Gabi’s mouth that she is Sasha’s killer. 18.7% highly anticipated the Blouses learning about Gabi killing Sasha, and 9.4% were looking forward to Gabi/Falco and the Blouses gathering at Niccolo’s restaurant. Only a small amount were looking forward to Niccolo protecting Jean and Connie from drinking the wine.

ADDITIONAL THOUGHTS ON THE EPISODE?

Man the animation was gonky

no levi </3

So many faces of Niles are weirds !

Let hange aloneeeeeeee and happy, please

I have no word for this, but I feeling good

Shit is getting really real now!

Everyone talking about Eren’s abs and I just wanna say the music in that scene was amazing!

I loved how it was all neatly put together and fast moving

Armin looked so good. Homie walked from point A to B and i SCREAMED. Thank you.

i wish they included eren's warhammer escape from the prison, besides that solid episode all around, the people chanting 'dedicate your hearts' gave me chills

I can't stand Hitch at all but MAPPA made her really pretty. Re: The jacket scene The trailer version was pretty much identical to the manga panel. But I liked the version that made it into the final episode too. People have been so ridiculous about MAPPA ""ruining everything"" this season, they should stop watching if that's how they feel. I thought Eren looked great and found the sun shining on his abs funny. The scenery was better in the episode, imo. I hope they don't cut Jean's line about booze not caring about what race you are. Lmao

Meh. It's not bad of course, I just find the rythm weird and I don't really feel many emotions watching the episodes. And I was so thirsty for the jacket scene, and it turned out weird too.

Mappa pls stop drawing eren like shit he is gorgeous in the manga

MMGH SOON!! LET'S GOOOOOOO

You friccin moron, you just got zooked!

i miss eremin </3

Wish they had shown how eren used his titan powers to escape.

I'm so not looking forward to the controversy that's gonna be reignited during the EMA talk scene. I'm actually dreading it, but we'll finally get the Levi vs Beast Titan scene so I'll be fine

112 will destroy ships

I felt the animation was flawless as usual but the script was kinda boring, I expected more of these aspects: -Yelena, it was bland with the cuts -Hange, they cut something I cant figure what in this Yeagerists coup act that turned her scenes a little bit lacking? Idk something -Again the soundtrack in the episodes is so silent. The only episode so far I liked the ost beyond the Opening and Closing themes is Reiner episode. I miss the melodrama of Witstudio osts

Eren putting his jacket on in slow-speed whilst talking at regular speed is fucking trippy

Just happy to see Hitch!

It was slow and mainly plot driven. I enjoyed it despite the changes.

goddamn is that a hella well-animated explosion

more abs please

Great episode. Really ridiculous how many people overreacted about the jacket scene. It's ok to perfer the way the trailer did it but to those who say Mappa is ruining the adaptation because of minor things like this, calm down.

I wish the jacket scene was better But over all the ep is pretty good

Boring, but then again so was this phase in the manga.

I really like the VA they chose for Onyankopon! His voice is very warm and genuine, which suits his character well

The sunset was so aesthetically pleasing

yoooo just read ch. 138 and im crying in da club :(

These MAPPA episodes have been a low point for me. I’m trying to enjoy them because I love this story but it feels like a chore.

WHERE DO YOU PRIMARILY DISCUSS THE SERIES? 161 responses

Thanks again to everyone who participated!

#snk poll #snk polls #snk spoilers #snk s4 #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #snk #aot

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old-hyper-super-clover · 3 years

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Trouble in Devildom Town, Part 1/3

In this short story, our dear Leviathan is back with another one of his “hey I teleport you Normies into a game world”- kinda games. What will the happen inside the world of the game “Trouble in Terrorist Town”??

This story contains two OCs/ MCs, so if you´d like to know more about the girls Violet and Clover, you can check out their character designs & descriptions on my blog :D

Hope you´ll have fun on this three-parted adventure!

Approximate reading time: 10~15 minutes

Words: 3.156 words

It was a calm, neat Saturday evening, when a new message hit the "House of Lamentation" group chat...

Leviathan:

OMGGGGGG

GUYS (and girls LOL)

YOU NEED TO COME OVER TO MY ROOM ASAP

Satan:

Mammon:

To your room? Seriously?!

Asmodeus:

I can't remember having Levi calling us over ever before... What's going on??

Leviathan:

LESS TALKING, MORE COMING OVER.

Lucifer:

I do hope for you this matter is worth the ruckus...

Clover:

We'll be there in a sec!

And so, the whole mansion's population found themselves in the third-born's room a few minutes later.

"Levi..." Being the last one to step inside the crowded room, Belphegor was rubbing his eyes in a tired manner. "Would you tell us what's going on now...?"

However, Leviathan wasn't really going to answer any of their questions.

Instead, he was prompting his guests to close the door, his gaze drifting over all of them.

Lucifer crossed his arms.

"This maniac expression on your face is highly worrying, Levi," Lucifer said.

Levi turned towards his computer, hectically mashing his keyboard, clicking on several pop-ups that appeared on his monitors, before finally turning around to properly face them.

He wore a crazy smile.

"Dammit, Levi," Mammon burst out, "I'm not in the mood for your weird shi-"

Ignoring him, Levi spoke in his best terrifying voice.

"I welcome you..."

Before anyone could react, he pressed a last key, then the monitors emitted such a strong light that all of them had to close their eyes.

Slowly able to see again, the nine of them suddenly found themselves in a little shack.

"What... What happened...?" Violet was the first one to take a proper look around. "Where are we?!"

Leviathan's laugh pulled them out of their confusion. He spread his arms triumphantly.

"Welllcome tooo....

Trouble in Terrorist Town, the special, virtual reality but actually it's true reality -edition!!"

"Trouble in... What?" Mammon asked.

"Wait..." Clover was searching for Levi's attention. "I know this game, I've played TTT before. But why are we... really here?"

Satan shot his otaku brother a glare.

"Is this one of your real life games that you are only allowed to leave when you win??"

"Kind of," Levi laughed. "Don't worry though, if you die here, you don't die for real. You'll get kicked into a spectator lobby and we'll all respawn together once the round is over."

The oldest brother gave a stressed sigh.

"Really, now..." Lucifer rubbed his temples in distress. "Why do you always force us into playing your games without asking first...?"

"Well... I feared all of you would say no if I did" Levi responded, actually in a slightly sad tone.

When Lucifer breathed another sigh, they heard Asmo giving a weird squeal.

"Look at our outfits tho~!" he hummed.

He was standing in front of a partly broken mirror, posing while blowing his reflection some hot kisses.

"A simple black, military look, slightly armoured just at the right places... And oh my, tight clothes just show all those curves and perfections of my astonishing body..."

As he was looking around to find someone who would agree with him, his eyes landed on Clover.

"Isn't that right, darling~?"

The girl didn't even look at him.

Instead, she was staring at somebody else with a heavy blush covering her face.

"Y-yeah... Curves and... Perf... Perfection..."

Asmo wouldn't need to, but nonetheless he followed her gaze to find the sixth-born.

Of course, Beelzebub noticed this piercing glare that laid on him, but (fortunately for the girl), he was too pure to correctly interpret the thirst behind it.

"Huh? Clover? Are you not feeling well? You look like you have a fever..."

He hurried over to check that her face was truly burning hot, and of course only getting warmer now that he was this close, in this soldier like, perfect, absolutely stunning uniform that just-

"GUYS!!"

Thankfully, Leviathan saved the girl from passing out.

"The game is about to start soon and you don't even know the rules!!"

With a little frown, Violet leaned against the wooden wall that Satan was already rested against.

"So we're really going to play this crazy game...?" she mumbled so only the blond could hear.

She gained a chuckle.

"I guess so..." Satan whispered. "Although I must say, weird and extreme as they may be, but Levi's games can be quite amusing if you just go with the flow."

She mustered him, then a smile spread on her face as well.

"Well, I guess we should take all the opportunities we can to do crazy stuff while Clover and I are here in the Devildom."

Before Satan could answer, Levi threw a pebble at them.

"You listen as well, Normie!!"

Then, he finally went to explain the rules...

"In our group of nine, there are three that are not like the rest...

They are traitors.

They work as a trio, trying to kill all the other players in order to win the game.

But who are they, you ask yourself?

Well, that is a thing only they know, and THE thing the innocent one's have to find out.

To their guidance is the almighty detective.

Unlike the traitors, the detective can, or should, reveal his role so that the remaining players, called the 'innocents', can protect him better.

Then, logically, the innocents' and detective's goal is to find the three traitors and eliminate them.

When the game starts, we may run out of this shack and will have additional two minutes to spread over the map. Keep in mind that in those two minutes it is impossible to harm your co-players, but after that, it's time for war.

The map is covered with all sorts of weapons that may help you in the epic fights we will have.

But behold!

Both, the traitors and the detective, have access to special weapon shops, where they can, any time, any place, trade achievement points for super cool, limited items to grant their victory!

On your wrists, a health bar will appear, but you can only see your own. Once your life points reach zero, you will be put into said spectator lobby and may follow the game like ghosties in the sky! Then you will also see who has which role."

Levi took a look around after having finished.

"Any other questions?"

Belphie raised his hand.

"Do the traitors know who the other traitors are? Or can they kill each other?"

"Very good questions! They know of each other, but they may also kill each other if it gives any tactical advantages. Their goal is to have at least one traitor alive at the end of the game while the rest is dead.

Ah, I forgot to say...! If an innocent person or the detective kills another innocent one, they will die as well, as a penalty."

After a round of silence, everyone looked as if they were ready.

"Good to go?" Levi checked one last time.

Gaining nods as an answer, a big smile grew on Levi's face.

"Alright!!! Then...

Let's begin!!!"

The players were just about all out of the shack when the game officially started.

A giant countdown manifested in the bright sky of day that, judging by the bright sunlight, must have been the sky of the human world.

Two minutes were slowly ticking down.

Levi was pointing up at the clock...

"After this preparation time starts the overall time of one hour. If that time is over, the innocents will win as well. But for every person the traitors kill, they gain five minutes to add to the counter."

... And then he pointed down on his arm.

"You should all see a role written on here. And the traitors will see two other player's names on here as well."

He gained a round of hesitant nods.

"Our player names are displayed above our heads. Be careful, they might reveal your position if you're not hiding well enough."

They heard Belphie snort with laughter.

He pointed above Mammon's head.

"'StupidMammon'? I like that name, it's better than your real one!"

"Huh?!" Mammon looked up to see it himself. "WhAT?! Levi, did you give me this shitty name AGAIN?!??"

"Lolololol, sorry Mammon, I had to."

Kind of automatically, everyone needed to check their names before doing anything else.

Lucifer raised an eyebrow.

"Most of our names are normal, though... We have Beel, Belphie, I am 'Lucifer' as usual..."

"Yep! I am Levi-chan, and the Normies are Violet-chan and Clover-chan."

"What an honour to have a naming scheme fitting your name," Violet smiled.

"Well, I felt kind today. Don't push your luck, or I'll change it into Normie #1 and Normie #2 for the next round."

O moment later, Satan gave a sigh.

"... Why am I called 'Stan'?"

Levi looked at his name.

"... Oh. Must be a typo lololol"

The others laughed a little, while the Avatar of Wrath tried to contain his displease, but out of all, Asmo seemed to find it the most amusing.

Which was weird, because he was completely ignoring the fact that his nickname wasn't normal either, but there was an extra fat "Ass-mo" written above his head...

After a round of getting used to the sensation of being inside a video game, Violet clasped her hands to finally get things started.

"Could we get going? There's only less then a minute left before the friendly fire wears off."

Very grateful for helping to get the game going, Levi was about to dismiss everyone, when he remembered one important detail.

"WAIT!!" he screamed.

"What?! I wanna go already...!" Asmo whined.

Levi looked around.

"The most important role!! Who's the detective?!"

Everybody shot each other glances, then, finally, a little "ah!" caught their attention.

Their gazes landed on Mammon.

"There's 'detective' written on my left arm, so I guess it's me?"

"WHAT?!" Levi pressed out. "OH, MAN....! Why does it have to be MAMMON?!"

"Well, I guess the innocents are on their own, then," Satan agreed to Levi's resignation.

"With Mammon as the most powerful innocent, the traitors have a clear advantage," Lucifer agreed, too.

"Aw, maaan, and I was hoping for an exciting first round..." Asmo pouted, of course, in agreement.

The white haired male gave a growl.

"H-hey!!! Don't be like this, I'll kill those traitor bitches in no time!!"

But no one was listening.

In a collective sigh, all the others automatically started to move, not a single soul feeling the need to stick to the one person they knew was one of the good ones.

"Hey!!" Mammon called out again. "Aren't ya innocents s'posed to guard me?! Where are y'all going?!?!"

... But no one was listening.

"Grr... Just you wait...! I'll slay this game!!"

And with that, he turned to follow behind Lucifer and Violet, whining and screaming at them to wait for him, only to see how Lucifer was fastening his step.

Walking through the deserted village and onto a wide, open area, Clover soon felt her fear of being chased kick in.

Somehow, she had ended up all by herself, but that only made stumbling about so much worse.

But now, as she turned her head to check if someone was following her, she saw how Satan had been trying to follow her in silence.

As they locked eyes, however, he greeted her with a smile and went up to her as if nothing had happened.

"... Hi," Clover mumbled carefully.

"Please don't mind my behaviour," the blond said while gesturing to continue walking together. "I still have to figure out how to properly behave in this situation. I mean, it's not every day that we suddenly face each other as maybe allies, maybe enemies... right?"

The girl shot him a sceptical glance.

"Well, that's true... But if your goal is to not appear suspicious, then... Don't to that again. Just a friendly little piece of advice."

Satan laughed.

"Yes, my apologies. You see, you have mentioned you know this game, so I found it best to stick to you."

They halted as they found a pistol laying on a boulder nearby, a package of ammunition right next to it.

Both of them were hesitating, then Satan turned around to continue.

"You take it," he said, obviously trusting that Clover wouldn't shoot his back right this instant.

Well this, or he was already bearing a weapon...

"I've seen people play this game lots," Clover continued the conversation. "I know how everything works, but I'm afraid I'm pretty bad at all the aiming stuff..."

The two reached a weird cliff that parted the land in a huge gap, no ground to be seen in the huge depths. One of those super unstable-looking wooden bridges was leading to the other side.

The platform on the other side was rather small, with only a few buildings in the middle of it.

Satan held his chin in a contemplative manner.

"I bet there must be some rare items waiting for those who would go that far and cross the bridge..."

Clover gave a nod.

"Probably... Welp, you can get the stuff, I have terrible fear of heights, so I'm not going over that wobbly bridge thingy."

The girl was about to leave again, but the male got hold of her wrist.

"No, you're coming with me."

"What?! Why?"

He searched for her eyes.

"Look. I trust that you're innocent, and I ask you to trust me, too. I could have already killed you if I wanted to, when you were all alone. But we need to work together if we want to stand a chance against the traitors and whatever special weapons they might have."

He made a little pause while the girl fought with herself to make up her mind.

"Please," he said again.

Finally, Clover gave an annoyed grunt.

"Fiiiine..." she grumbled. So, she pointed at the bridge. "But you go first... Mister Stan."

She stressed his nickname in a manner to mock him.

Satan looked at her for a moment, dazzled, then he turned around and could only give a breathy laugh.

"See, now you can be sure that I am innocent. Because if I was allowed to kill you just now, I definitely would have."

"Oooh, Leviii!"

Asmo was nearly doing little jumps while trotting alongside the third-born. His excitement was visible, but very odd, and of course Leviathan noticed that his brother was acting strange.

"Asmo, for Lord Diavolo's sake, what's wrong with you?!"

Putting on his best puppy eyes, Asmo looked at him all innocent.

"Eeh? Shouldn't you be happy that somebody actually enjoys your weird games for once?"

Levi growled in response, moving through the deserted village with such care, as if death could be waiting behind every next corner.

... Well, it could, yes, but his super secret agent act was just... a little too much...

"Sure, but... You're almost TOO excited about this. A little shady, if you ask me... Like, out of all games, why would one where we kill each other be one to wake your interest?!"

He gained a dramatic rolling-of-eyes.

"Oh, please, Levi! It's not the killing or tactical contemplation that gets me excited... But think about the potential that this scenario bears!"

They peeked inside one of the empty houses.

There were two weapons inside, a crowbar and a shotgun without ammunition.

Breaking the nearest window, Levi climbed inside to pick them up, and was kind enough to give Asmo the crowbar even though he hasn't done anything worth gaining it (as Asmo had even been too scared to get a cut from climbing through the broken window so he didn't move an inch).

"What potential, exactly?" Levi asked, more because he felt like Asmo would pressure him into asking that anyway.

Glad that he could continue his speech, Asmo placed a dramatic hand on his forehead.

"The potential for drama, Levi!! Just imagine... us lonely wolves lumbering through the streets, and our maidens Violet and Clover shivering in fear!"

He changed his pose, wrapping his arms around himself as if hugging someone.

"Oh, whom should they trust?? Their hearts, their minds, or just nobody at all?!"

Then, he suddenly grabbed Levi by his shoulders, getting pretty close to his face.

"Love blooms in times of war, Levi! And I will take every chance I can to see those flowers in their full beauty!"

Silence.

Then, Levi gave an exhausted sigh.

"... Can you please go away...?"

And Asmo let go of him.

"Tsk. Okay, if you're not mentally able to understand the depth of my words, then I shall find a better place to fulfill my tasks...!"

"Sooo, Beel, where you wanna go?"

The twins were already out of town, kind of heading towards the edge of a nearby forest.

The taller one seemed to be searching for something.

Then, he held his stomach.

"I'm... Hungr-"

"No, don't even say it" Belphie sighed. "Are you, really? Even inside a game?"

Beel only gave a pout, so Belphie continued after a while.

"Well, if we must secure you won't go on a rampage and destroy the whole game, then the forest might be the best place to find something for you."

And so, Belphie continued heading straight towards the green.

After a while, however, Belphie noticed how his brother wasn't following any more.

Turning around, Beel had stopped completely and was looking off into the distance behind them.

When Belphegor asked him what was wrong, the other male slowly shook his head.

"Where did everyone run off to?" Beel asked. "I can't see any of the other players..."

"Hm... I saw Violet, Lucifer and Mammon go into the forest as well... Asmo and Levi seemed to have stayed near the village... And I don't know where Satan has gone."

Now Beel turned his head.

"And Clover?"

"Uhm... She went somewhere... there, I think. I heard her talk with Levi when we left, but it seemed like she wasn't going to stay with him."

"So she's all alone right now?"

Belphie got a little confused over Beel's worried expression.

"Well, maybe. But she could be a traitor, so why are you so worried about her?"

Beelzebub's gaze drifted away again.

"I just... Don't like that thought." He snapped back at his smaller brother. "And by the way, you could be a traitor as well."

Belphie leaned back in a carefree manner.

"Yeah, but I told you I'm not. You don't believe me? I believe you're innocent, too!"

Beel gave a little sigh.

"But you can read me like a book, even if I tried lying to you..."

They kept standing there in a little silence.

Then, without further ado, Beel grabbed his brother by his arm, turned around, and kept going into a different direction.

"Beel, what are you...?! Weren't you hungry?! What about the forest??"

"... I sense food over there. Don't worry, and let's get going."

#obey me #obey me fanfic #obey me shall we date #obeyme #obey me oc #obey me mc #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me belphie #violet #clover #fanfic #trouble in terrorist town

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levi-supreme · 2 years

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Yours, and Yours Only

Characters: Eren x fem!reader

Genre: None (modern and canon works fine)

Warnings: Smut, minors and ageless blogs dni. Sub!Eren (eventual dom!Eren). Slight degradation/humiliation/teasing. Spit as lube. Some begging. Unprotected sex. Hints of overstimulation. Eren calls you his 'baby girl' <3

A/N: Yes I know my blog is levi-supreme, but what am I supposed to do when Eren is so irresistible???? Also, it's a continuation of this thirst, but you don't have to read that to read this <3 Also, happy birthday @hashaneeee!!!!!!! Thank you for always supplying me with god-tier thirsts and for supporting me all the way!! This has also been cross posted to AO3! Read on AO3 here.

"Tell me what you want, 'ren." A smile on your face, a tug down his waist. Eren's face scrunched up as you pulled down his trousers and boxers, your innocent smile hiding the most sinister intentions. Your hold on his shaft tightened as your grip on his thigh loosened. Your pace on his cock was hard and fast while words left your lips easy and slow. Eren was nothing more than putty under your control.

"Mhm, baby—" another low groan escaped his lips as you pumped his cock, running your thumb over the slit. You made sure Eren's eyes were on you before spitting into your palm, coating his erect cock with a light sheen of saliva. Another moan from Eren, another pump from you. Cupping his balls with your free hand, you bent lower and kissed his inner thigh, licking a path to where his cock was. Eren thrust his hips uncontrollably as you continued with your administrations, tickling his balls with the tip of your fingers.

"Didn't catch that."

"Baby girl, pl-please, fuck, I'm cl—" Eren's fists clenched the earth, dirt soiling his fingers.

"What did you say?" Acting coy, you licked his balls and slowed down your pace. Staring at Eren with doe eyes, you batted your eyelashes and said:

He was so close, yet that sweet release could not be attained. You released your grip on his aching cock and pulled down your pants, letting it pool by your ankles. Rubbing your clothed cunt on his erection, Eren let out low whines of pleasure, pleading you to spare him from this torture.

"Mmm, baby girl, p-please, wanna feel you, be i-inside you." Eren thrust his hips, rutting against your cunt for more friction. He grabbed your ass cheeks out of desperation and you swatted them away harshly.

"Don't touch me with your filthy hands, 'ren," straddling his hip, you rubbed against his throbbing cock, teasing him with the wetness seeping through your pretty underwear. Eren whined like a puppy denied affection and unwillingly kept his hands by his side, disappointed that he can't touch you. You continued grinding your cunt on his cock, hearing the pathetic whimpers leaving Eren's extremely kissable lips. You toyed with his nipples, fingers twisting those sensitive buds.

"Tell me what you want from me, Eren." you dropped the nickname and whispered in his ear. Eren let out another whine and tried to kiss you, but you swiftly avoided his lips. "Say it, Eren. Tell me clearly." Eren grunted and clenched his fists as your pace on his cock increased. He inhaled sharply as he felt your hands reaching back to cup his balls again while your free hand circled his nipple.

"P-please, baby girl, let me fuck you," Eren looked at you with hooded eyes, a frown evident on his forehead. He looked so desperate and pitiful, you decided to spare him. "Let me cum inside you."

Using your fingers to ease the creases on his forehead, you kissed Eren full on the lips, sucking on his tongue and moaning into the kiss. Nipping his lower lip, you giggled and toyed with his nipples once more, using your other hand to pull your underwear to the side before rubbing your soaking entrance on his erect cock.

"Mmm, good boy, Eren," stroking his cheek with your palm, you slowly lowered your wet cunt over his cock and slipped it in, feeling your walls stretch to accommodate him. Eren let out a satisfied moan, pleased that he can finally have a taste of your pussy squeezing every inch of him. "Tell me, Eren, who does this cock belong to?"

"Fuck, yours, and yours only, baby—" you started gyrating your hips, slowly riding Eren into a blissful state of oblivion. "Baby girl, let me touch you, p-please?" Eren whined as you fisted his hair, thrusting his hips up to hit you even deeper. You let out a gasp, tugging Eren's hair harder. You started to feel your toes tingle, and excitement bubbled in your core.

"Hmm, go ahead, my boy," you tugged on Eren's nipples once more, kissing him fiercely on his lips while grinding him. Eren grabbed your ass cheeks, kneading the flesh as he groaned into your mouth, losing his mind at how good you felt, and how badly he wanted to cum. Eren started thrusting into you faster as you ground your hip harder, fingering your clit as you felt your body starting to contract.

"Go on, 'ren, cum inside me like you said you will," you panted by his ear, moving your hip to help him chase his high. Soon, a string of profanities left Eren's mouth as he hugged your body tight and you felt his cock pulsate, filling you up with his cum. You kissed Eren as his breathing started to calm down, sweeping strands of messy hair away from his face.

"Faster, 'ren, ahhh! I'm—" your body started shaking uncontrollably as you held on to Eren's shoulders, feeling him grunt and increasing his pace.

"B-baby—"

"Good boy, filling me up so snugly," you smiled, interlocking your arms behind Eren's neck to hug him. "I love it when you beg me, 'ren." Eren smirked before flipping you downwards, letting you lie on his coat.

"Oh? Guess who's going to be begging now?" Eren looked down at you while you both were still conjoined at the hip, throwing your leg over his shoulder. Eren pounded into you, feral instincts taking over. Lifting your hip up, you cried as you felt his cock hitting you deep, incoherent words leaving your swollen lips. You were still sensitive from your orgasm earlier, but Eren is not giving you a chance to recover.

"So tell me now, who does this pretty little cunt belong to?" It was Eren's turn to tease, pulling out his cock before slamming into you harshly. You whined and panted, desperate and needy. Your pussy was throbbing with need and your mind was hazy.

"Y-yours, Eren. Yours and yours only."

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TSUKI!!!!! I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS SURPRISE!!!!!! Also, I WANT TO BULLY EREN 😩🤚🏽 and I know it's not even Thursday but, I needed to put this down somewhere hehe.

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bitterlikesweets · 3 years

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Love Bites Ch 5

This is the fifth chapter of a modern/vampire AU ereri fanfic. You can also read it on Ao3. 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

Kuchel’s Kitchen is popular when it’s not the middle of the night. When Eren pushes open the door and sees almost all the tables filled, Isabel and Furlan dancing between tables with trays of food in their hands, he almost wishes he had come late again. He’s tempted to shuffle out of the restaurant before he’s noticed, but Isabel’s head whips towards the door at the sound of the bell that signals every entrance.

She grins when she sees him, and she waves him closer, balancing a tray of drinks with one arm.

“Hi!” she says when he’s close enough. “You can go to the back. Just let Levi know you’re here.”

“Isn’t he working?”

“It’s fine, it’s fine!” Isabel says with a wave of her hand. “He’ll enjoy this more than cooking anyway.”

Eren’s not sure what makes her say that, but he nods and works his way through the crowd of tables and people until he makes it to the kitchen. He glances around and sees Levi hovering over a large pot on the stove, a sauce-covered ladle in hand. The man glances up at the sound of the door, and he nods once he sees Eren.

“You can wait in the other room,” Levi says. “I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Oh, okay. Don’t, uh, don’t rush. I’m not in a hurry.”

Levi nods again before turning back to his pot, and Eren hurries to the break room.

It’s been a little less than a week since he last saw Levi. Eren wonders if five days is within the normal range or if he’s fucked himself up by not drinking for those few months after he was turned. He wonders if he’s too early, if he should’ve waited until it was a little later.

Eren has been looking forward to seeing the man again, so when he woke up and saw that the sun had set, he hurried over. He’s not painfully thirsty like he was the last time, but his fangs are bigger than usual, and he’s been getting those urges to go out and drink like he had before. He didn’t want to wait until he was on the verge of going feral again.

Eren sinks down in his chair with a sigh. He doesn’t know how to deal with all this.

“You alright, brat?”

Eren looks up to see Levi closing the door behind him, his apron folded over his arm.

“Yeah,” he says. “Just thinking.”

Levi drapes his apron over the chair before sitting down.

“How’s it feel?” Levi asks.

“How does what feel?”

“The thirst,” Levi clarifies.

Eren reaches up to massage his jaw.

“My fangs are big again, and they’re starting to hurt, but not as bad as last time.”

Levi nods as he rolls up the sleeve of his shirt, and Eren stares at the skin on Levi’s wrist. He can see two round scars on the man’s skin, and Eren reaches up to feel the slightly raised skin on his own neck.

“Does it hurt?” Eren asks as Levi lays his hand on the table, palm up. “Getting bit, I mean.”

“At first,” Levi says, “but the healing spit kicks in pretty quickly.”

“Does it hurt more on the neck?” Eren asks.

“There’s no reason why it should,” Levi says, “but most prefer not to bite there.”

Eren sits up a little straighter, pulling Levi’s arm towards himself.

“Why is that?”

“From what I understand, it’s more intimate. And if the vampire’s not careful, they could turn their partner. Drink too much from the neck and you’ve got a fresh vampire on your hands.”

Eren hums, his mouth beginning to water the closer he gets to the place where he bit Levi last.

“Have you ever… uh…” Eren bites his lip and then shakes his head.

“Have I what?” Levi asks, but Eren shakes his head again, sinking his teeth into Levi’s wrist, sighing contentedly through his nose at the taste and the warmth.

“No one’s ever bit me on the neck if that’s what you’re asking. No one but you has bit me.”

Eren chokes around the mouthful of blood, pulling his mouth up and away so that he can stare up at Levi in shock. Levi raises an eyebrow at Eren.

“Is there a problem? I’m still leaking here.”

“You’ve never been bitten?” Eren asks, incredulous.

“No,” Levi says. “Most vampires who want to bite me also want me dead, so I’ve never had the chance. Nor have I ever wanted someone to taste my blood.”

“I—Then, why did you—Why would you let me—Why did you let me drink your blood?”

“The first time was an apology for the garlic. The second time, I…” Levi trails off into a frown, pressing his lips together into a thin line.

“The second time?” Eren presses, but Levi’s expression flattens out again.

“It’s a long story,” the man says. “Now hurry and finish before my blood gets onto the table.”

Eren frowns at him, but he lowers his head again, dutifully lapping up the blood he let spill from the bite mark before sinking his teeth in again.

Now Eren is thoroughly confused. With the casual way the man had acted the whole time, he was sure that this sort of thing was normal for Levi in some form. He has no idea why Levi would go to such lengths for him otherwise.

His thoughts become muddled as he continues to drink from Levi, the warm blood making his mind hazy until he can focus on nothing besides the taste, and he closes his eyes, dazedly drinking until he feels Levi’s hands in his hair. He knows now to pull back, even before the man begins to tug at the brown strands.

“Mmm…” Eren mumbles, swiping his tongue over the bite mark. “Is blood supposed to… make me all…”

Eren doesn’t have the words to describe it, so he wiggles his hand in front of himself like a vertical wave, his fingers curling and straightening.

“It’s supposed to make you feel drunk for a bit,” Levi says, wiping his wrist with a tissue as he watches Eren. “Does it?”

“Yeah, but I… I’m pretty good at handling actual alcohol, so this… this is…”

Eren blinks slowly. Was it this bad last time? He can’t remember.

He drops his head onto the table and he hears Levi scoff.

“Levi?”

“What?”

“Why do you look more like a vampire than I do?”

He’s been thinking about it since they met. Levi’s dark hair, his pale skin… He’s the spitting image of everything Eren had ever thought about vampires before he became one himself.

“I don’t know how I’m supposed to answer that.”

“Whyyy?” Eren drawls, some part of his hazy brain realizing that something is definitely different from last time. Did he drink more than before? Did Levi let him drink too much?

“I don’t know why. This is just what I look like,” Levi says, and Eren frowns, reaching toward Levi.

Levi catches Eren’s arms before they can reach his face.

“Why… is it different?” Eren asks. “I’m… I feel weird.”

His eyelids are heavy. He’s warm, so comfortably warm.

“Your body may not be used to getting blood regularly,” Levi replies, but even Eren’s blurry eyes can make out the man’s uncertainty.

“Should I be worried…? Am I okay..?” Eren asks.

“You should be fine,” Levi says. “We’ll just see how you feel in a few hours.”

“Hours?” Eren repeats, and he can feel the pressure in his forehead as his eyebrows pull together to accompany his frown.

“I’m not letting you go home like this,” Levi says. “How did you get here? Did you drive? Walk?”

“Mm… Drove…”

Levi sighs, mumbling something under his breath that Eren can’t make out, but Eren is distracted now. He pulls his hands out of Levi’s to place them over his stomach. It doesn’t feel right. He feels like something’s swishing, moving.

He’s nauseous, he realizes after a moment.

“Levi…”

Levi notices where Eren has moved his hands, notices the way Eren’s face twists.

“Oh fuck, no—”

“Sorry,” Eren says, because he feels something in the back of his throat, trying to move upwards.

“You’re not vomiting right now, Eren, I swear—”

Eren holds a hand over his mouth.

“Eren, don’t—”

Eren doesn’t mean to go against Levi, he really doesn’t. He has enough control over his body to launch himself over to the plant in the corner of the room, and the last thing he sees is blood on soil before he grows dizzy and the world goes black.

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“...this normal?”

“There’s no clear reason I can think of for this to happen, so I would say no.”

“Ah! If only he had vomited on the table, I would be able to collect a proper sample.”

“Now is not the time, four-eyes.”

“It is exactly the time! How am I supposed to help figure out what’s wrong without the proper tests?”

“Now, now, Hanji, leave the man alone. He’s clearly worried about his new pet—”

“What the—Don’t call him that!”

“Oh? But you’re certainly petting him like he is one, no?”

“Erwin, I will shove a stake up your ass if you don’t fucking—”

Eren groans at all the noise, rubbing tiredly at his eyes, and the room falls silent. There is a hand on his head that quickly retreats once Eren begins to open his eyes.

“Well, good morning, sunshine!” an unfamiliar voice accompanies an unfamiliar face as a brown-haired person appears over him, a wide grin on their lips. They push up their glasses as they take in Eren’s confused expression.

“Uh…” Eren rubs his eyes again, his eyes locked on their smile.

They have fangs.

“What’s going on?” he asks, pushing himself into a sitting position, but he underestimates the state he’s in, and his whole body pitches to the side, unable to carry his own weight.

Strong arms catch him before he falls, and he sees Levi staring at him, holding him up. Eren relaxes a bit at the sight of a familiar face, but he’s still unsure about the other person. He hasn’t seen another vampire since the day he turned, and he’s sure as hell not eager to be around vampires, even if he is one himself.

“You threw up all my blood and passed out,” Levi says, gently easing Eren back into a sitting position, a hand on his shoulder and an arm looped around his back.

Eren glances around the room. It appears they’re still in the break room of Kuchel’s Kitchen. He’s sitting on the table, and all the chairs have been moved away. The tense atmosphere makes Eren feel like he’s in an operating room.

There’s a tall, blond man standing a few feet away, and he smiles when Eren looks at him, the smallest point of a fang poking out from beneath his lip.

Another vampire.

“Sorry to overwhelm you,” the brown-haired person says, clasping their hands together in front of themself, “but Mr. Hunter here needed some firsthand vampire knowledge and he called us in.”

Eren frowns and glances back at Levi, who has stepped away from him, his arms crossed over his chest.

“They’re safe to be around,” Levi says, though he throws a glare in the brown-haired vampire’s direction. “Mostly.”

Eren takes a deep breath, and he thinks of Isabel’s words. Levi’s never wrong. If they’re here, then they’re not like the vampires who attacked his mother. They aren’t dangerous.

Though that “mostly” does have Eren a bit nervous.

“I’m sorry for the unfortunate circumstances that have called us here, but I am happy to finally meet the vampire who tamed the hunter,” the blond man says, taking a step closer.

“Nobody’s tamed,” Levi snaps. “Can you just help him already? I didn’t invite you over to gossip.”

“I’d be here in a heartbeat if you ever wanted to invite me for gossip,” the brown-haired one says, wiggling their eyebrows at Levi, who sighs and turns back to Eren.

“That’s Hanji,” Levi says, pointing to the brown-haired vampire. He then points to the blond man. “That’s Erwin. They’re going to help figure out what’s wrong if they both could stand to stop fucking with me for two seconds.”

The two vampires smile at Eren, who manages a weak smile in return.

“I’m Eren,” he says.

Hanji grins.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Eren!”

“If we’re done fucking around, I have a business to run,” Levi says. “I can’t let Furlan do my job forever.”

“Yes, you can go,” Erwin says with a wave of his hand. “We’ll take care of your friend for you.”

Levi narrows his eyes at Erwin as he slowly backs out of the room.

“Don’t tell him anything unnecessary,” Levi says.

“Yes sir!” Hanji says with a salute, and Levi scowls before leaving the room.

Eren doesn’t like the way the vampires grin at each other as soon as the door shuts.

“So,” Hanji says, pulling up a chair. “Tell me what’s wrong. What are you feeling right now?”

Eren frowns and takes stock of his body.

“Tired. Dizzy. And my head hurts.”

“Mm, I believe Levi said you hit your head on something after passing out,” Erwin adds.

Hanji’s mouth forms a small “o” as they look up at Erwin.

“Is that why Levi was…?”

Erwin just smiles, and Hanji whips their head around to look at Eren again, their eyes practically gleaming. Eren wants to ask what they’re talking about, but there’s something about the look in Hanji’s eye that makes him hold his tongue. They seem to notice his nervous expression because Hanji clears their throat and starts again.

“Anything else? How’s your stomach? Your fangs?”

Eren moves up to rub his jaw, grinding his teeth together a bit.

“Feels okay. I’m not thirsty anymore.”

Hanji hums and gets to their feet, moving a bit closer.

“Is it okay if I touch you? I need to check something. Levi didn’t give any details, but he implied you had a rough turning, so I understand if you’re wary of us.”

Eren swallows nervously at the thought of them touching him, but after a moment he nods.

“It’s okay. If you were… like the people who turned me, I doubt Levi would…”

Eren stops, unsure of how to politely finish that sentence.

If they were anything like the people who turned him, he is sure that Levi would have killed them by now.

Hanji smiles.

“Then, if you don’t mind…”

They reach out and pull at the skin beneath his eye, and he feels air where he normally does not as Hanji peers down at the flesh under his eyes that's normally covered by his skin.

“Well, it seems like a bit of his blood did get into your system,” Hanji says, and then they retreat from him.

He rubs at his eyes.

“What’s the problem then?” Eren asks. “I was drinking like the last time, but I started to feel… I don’t know. It was like I was super drunk, but I still felt good, and then all of a sudden it didn’t feel good.”

“I suspect it might have something to do with the long period you went without any blood,” Erwin says. “I’ve seen something somewhat like it before.”

“How long ago?” Hanji asks, and Erwin frowns.

“Oh… decades ago now. When hunting was still in full swing. When it was more than just the Ackermans.”

“When blood was hard to come by,” Hanji says, and Erwin nods.

“The Ackermans?” Eren asks, and Hanji and Erwin look at him with wide eyes.

“Levi has told you that he used to be a hunter, hasn’t he?” Erwin asks, and Eren nods with a frown.

“The Ackermans are a family of hunters,” Hanji quickly jumps in. “Generations of vampire killers. Levi is the last of them now. He’s the reason that he’s the last of them too.”

“What do you mean?” Eren asks.

“I think that is one of the topics Levi might not want us to delve into right now,” Erwin says, frowning at Hanji, who smiles sheepishly. “In any case, I only bring the hunters up because some of the symptoms like yours were common in their heyday. It was a hard time for vampires to drink regularly, so they would drink large quantities sporadically. Our bodies aren’t meant for such methods. Vampires died at the hands of hunters and by our own foolishness.”

“You think it’s just something similar to malnutrition?” Hanji asks.

“I’m hoping so, since it’s the simplest situation. All Eren would need to do is gradually work back up to regular amounts of blood. The usual weekly amounts are probably too much for a stomach that has had nothing for months.”

“But I was fine the first time,” Eren says.

“Mm, but from what I hear you were also starving the first time,” Erwin explains patiently. “You would’ve needed more to bring you back from the edge of going feral. I imagine your veins would’ve absorbed it quite quickly. This time the blood might've had time to sit in your stomach and cause a reaction before it was able to be absorbed.”

Hanji heaves a sigh, resting their head on the table beside Eren’s legs.

“So boring,” they grumble. “Here I thought we’d discovered something new. When am I ever going to find the perfect anomaly I’ve been looking for all this time?”

“Well, it’s not certain,” Erwin says.

“I wanted no leads! No possible options!” Hanji exclaims, throwing their hands in the air. “Now I have no reason to experiment. When Levi called saying there was an issue with a vampire that even he didn’t know what to do with, I was hoping it would be something spectacular.”

Eren stares curiously at Hanji as they sigh dramatically again, draping their body on the table.

“In any case,” Erwin says, “if we’re done here, I’ll inform Levi of our findings.”

“Sure, whatever, go ahead,” Hanji mumbles, waving their hand lazily over their head.

“Uh, actually,” Eren says, catching the attention of Erwin just before the blond vampire can exit the room, “I wanted to ask you guys something.”

“Oh?” Erwin raises his eyebrows at Eren, and Eren clenches his hands into fists, steeling his resolve.

“Do you, uh… Do you know why Levi… I mean, he lets me drink from him but he says he’s never wanted to let anyone else do it before. Do you know why?”

Hanji raises their head, their eyes gleaming behind their glasses again.

“What a good question, Eren,” they say with a grin.

“We were hoping that you would enlighten us on that matter, actually,” Erwin says.

“How did you meet? What did he say when you first bit him? Oh! What does he taste like? I wonder if there’s something special about hunter blood…”

“Now, now, Hanji,” Erwin admonished gently, “one question at a time. I’ll start.”

Something about the way Erwin grins makes Eren uneasy.

“What do you think of our vampire hunter friend?”

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alloveroliver · 4 years

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Mammon ⚔ Vampire!MC “Between Us.”

Sip Fics: A Dark Valentines Day Event.

Thirst Rating: Fluff 💕

Vampire MC AU

Obey Me! Fanfic

"Why are you always here?" Levi entered your bedroom, directing his question to Mammon.

"Why are YOU always barging into here without knocking???" Mammon quipped back. You blinked away from the TV and watched Levi enter the room, leaving your bedroom door wide open.

"I was just letting her borrow my game. At least I don't stand around here when she's gone waiting for her to come back, like a creep." Levi tossed the game case onto your desk. He walked in front of the TV, obstructing the movie you were in the middle of. He placed his hands on his hips and watched you two intently.

"I do not! I only come around when she's here." Mammon shuffled under the blanket you were sharing.

"And how do you know when she's here if you aren't stalking her?"

"That's enough, you two. I am right here…” You aimed the remote around Levi and formally paused the movie. "I don't mind if anyone comes to visit me. It's nice not to be alone in this place."

Levi chewed his lip and turned to look at the screen to peek at what you two were watching. "Well, can I stay and finish watching the movie with you guys?"

"Go home, Levi." Mammon threw a pillow, smacking Levi in the chest.

"Can I stay?" Leviathan looked over at you and pouted.

"What if I call you when the movie is over, and we can do something on our own?" You tried to level with him.

"Fine… but call me asap! I'll be starting that game tonight.” Levi began to leave, shutting the door behind him.

"And stay out!" Mammon shouted after him.

"What did you say-"

"Levi, just go! Mammon, shush!" You sighed, exasperated by the two brothers already.

With a click of the door, you breathed a sigh of relief. "Do you think he noticed?" You squeezed your hand that was laced with Mammon's.

"Definitely not. Levi is blind to anything he doesn't want to see." Mammon's thumb ran along the back of your hand.

Your hands were clammy against one another's from being held for so long. The warmth of hiding your transgressions under the blanket didn't help either.

"A-are you really going to hang out with him after this?" Mammon didn't look up at you. Instead, he watched his thumb circle your knuckle.

You shook your head. "It's a wonder you want to keep this a secret."

You understood why you two didn't want to announce to the world that you had started dating just yet. The whole 'never escaping the devildom now that you're a vampire demon' was still fresh in everyone's mind. Lucifer didn't want word getting out that they let a human become transformed right under their noses.

It was already too much drama for the brothers, adding that one of them was now dating said 'abomination' would be the flame to light the fuse.

"I can just tell him I'm too tired after our movie and reschedule. Maybe we can all three hangout tomorrow?" You wanted to make sure Mammon knew nothing funny was going on with anyone else without having to reveal your secret. He wasn't massively jealous when you spent time with Levi, just insecure enough to almost let the cat out of the bag.

Mammon had already accidentally called you his girlfriend at breakfast when Levi was teasing him for sitting too close to you. He had to backpedal and spout that you were a friend that just happened to be a girl. Everyone seemed to belive his blunder more than him actually having a girlfriend. Your secret was safe, for now.

He brought your hand up and kissed the back of your fingers. His soft lips lingered while his eyes captured yours.

"I'm down to hang out tomorrow with you, even if other people will be there." He smiled, and you were reminded why you'd agreed to go on that first date with him all over again.

"I'm glad." You giggled out as he tugged you closer to him. "It'll be fun!"

"Of course, it will be! Doing anything with you is fun."

You were glad he felt that way. He had seemed to fall head over heels for you in such a short time. You knew his emotions were nothing but pure admiration.

"Wanna finish the movie?" You fished the remote from the covers.

"Actually, yes, I do want to finish it but, I was going to say…" He cleared his throat and turned toward you more in his seat. "I wanted to ask if you were hungry right now?"

The thought hadn't occurred to you how late it had gotten. This was the second movie you two were on today and you were sure he was getting quite tired. His usual routine was to come to you in the evening to let you feed so that you weren't ravenous the next day. Even if it was just a small taste, it made sure that you staved off your hunger.

You nodded slightly, and he squared his shoulders. His face went from soft to tense as he whispered an 'okay.'

You dropped the remote back onto the covers and pulled your laced fingers to your face. Mammon watched with wide eyes as you kissed the back of his hand as a silent thank you. The next kiss was on his wrist below his thumb. You hadn't bitten him here before, but you knew the mark would be easily covered by the jacket he typically wore.

He took an inhale just as you did, and your teeth pierced his skin. The puncture wounds beaded with fresh lifeblood, and you sighed at the taste. Your stomach went from being okay to feeling like there was an eternal pit as if you hadn't eaten in weeks. You sucked hard on the skin, filling your mouth with large gulps several times.

Mammon remained quiet for the entire process, making you almost forget about his presence. It wasn't until his free hand came up and twined in your hair.

"Is that enough?" He asked in hushed tones. His palm moved to cup your cheek while his thumb ran under your eye. He was oddly at ease with all this. Most likely due to all the insane shit demons had to deal with on a regular basis.

You snapped out of it and licked the wound quickly. Growing comfortable with him allowed you to press your boundaries, but you still tried to realize that Mammon had his own. Though he let you feed on him, he never wished to pass out from the experience or worse… You wouldn't let it get that far, you told yourself. You knew when to stop.

He took a deep breath and let go of your hand. Mammon's arms came up around you, and he hugged you tight. "Don't cry." He nuzzled his nose into your neck.

"What-Oh…" You hadn't realized how emotional the whole experience had made you. You knew, deep down, that if Mammon wasn't there to let you know when to stop, you might have kept going until he wouldn't have been able to say a damn thing.

You needed to get a hold of yourself and learn the limits of his body before he was nothing more than a shell of his former self. The tears came from how much you cared for him and how you never wanted to harm him in any way.

You tried to get your tears to stop flowing, but it felt nice to let your fears pour out of you now instead of bottling them up for later. Mammon let you express yourself and never judged you for any of this. It was all out of your hands anyway.

Thank you, Anon, for sending in an ask!

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