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sandeewithtwoe · 1 month

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erm, if youre doing requests... dream/dust? i really love stardust and i think they need more fanart

Oooo I’ve never heard of this ship before! Stardust is a very cute name for it

I’m sure Dust would be a great bad influence :)

“If it gets too overwhelming for you, I have some cigarettes in my pocket” is probably what Dust is saying

Dream belongs to Jokublog

Dust belongs to ask-dusttale

#art #utmv #me answers #sanscest #dream x dust #istg I tried looking some content of them to get an idea of what their dynamic would be like #but I couldn’t find ANY!#that’s how of a rare ship they are lmao #either that or I’m just not looking hard enough #tw smoking mention #dream sans #dust sans

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anonymouspuzzler · 3 months

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blacked out and finally made my first decent environment design in like. probably literally years. please enjoy Buck and Davey's shitass room

misc design notes slash thoughts if they're of any interest:

All the furniture's a combination of stuff Buck already had when Davey moved in, and stuff Davey brought over from his place when they decided to partner up. All of that in turn is either gotten cheap from thrift shops, rescued from the dump, or for a few of the smaller/nicer items Stolen Outright. As is probably obvious, they also repair and re-repair this stuff as much as possible rather than fuss over replacements.

The vast majority of the cosmetics are Davey's. Buck just kinda combs his hair and hopes for the best.

The rug is crooked because it's been there since before Davey moved in - Buck sleeps on the right side of the bed, so it made sense to have more rug (and more space in the room in general) on that side. Davey didn't care enough to insist on rearranging much when he moved in.

Prior to Buck and Davey taking it over as their hideout, the building used to be an illegal chop shop hidden under a manufacturing plant; their "apartment" is in turn a former break/storage area downstairs from the chop shop. The "bedroom" used to be a storage room, hence the exposed pipes, shitty concrete walls & floor, and marks from where big industrial shelves used to be fastened to the walls.

Because it's an old storage room, it tends to get the worst of extreme temperature changes (hot in the summer, cold in the winter). Also, undecided if they have an actual door or if they've just put a curtain up in the doorway. (Either way, it's also not particularly private or soundproofed - not a huge deal when it was just the two of them, but a bit of an annoyance once Minnie starts living with them.)

The drying rack used to be more out of the way in the living room, but they moved it when Minnie started sleeping there so they wouldn't have to bug as much when they do laundry.

Davey "no no I quit years ago seriously (actually sneaks a smoke or two whenever he gets super stressed)" Lastname definitely has a pack or two of cigarettes hidden in his stuff and thinks he's slick about it. (Buck 100% knows and figures so long as he doesn't smoke in the house and he's mostly trying to quit, it's not worth raising a big fuss about.)

Technically the tools and stuff aren't supposed to be in there, but Buck's always forgetting stuff places when he does repairs or tinkers with shit.

#anonymous puzzler art #anonymous puzzler originals #villain coded comic #long post #tw smoking mention #i would say 'hopefully more rooms soon!!!' but let's be honest we all know it's a coin toss. happy adhd

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thornsnvultures · 11 months

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bff!eddie x reader, fluff 🦝💓 cw: smoking/🍃 mention

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It's finally the weekend. You're spending it the way you usually do, lazing about Eddie's house. He's sitting on the floor quietly strumming his guitar and humming to himself while you lay on his bed and stare at the ceiling. It's not much but lately it's been your favorite way to pass the time.

You watched a movie and smoked with him earlier and as always the two of you wound up back in his room, talking about nothing.

"Eddie?"

He didn't look up from his guitar, just made a noise that told you he was listening and kept strumming.

"What would you do if you got, like, cursed by a witch and turned into a raccoon?"

"What do you mean? I am a raccoon."

"Pffft," you blow a raspberry and softly bop him on the head, the only part of him you can reach without getting up. "No really, what would you do?"

You can tell he's thinking so you give him a second. Your hand stays on his head, lightly scratching through his curls.

"Probably eat trash and sleep all day," he finally shrugs. "I don't know. What do raccoons do all day?"

"I don't know." You've never really thought about it before. But now you are and you're giggling at the thought of them having little raccoon jobs during the day. Maybe turning to a life of raccoon crime at night. Eddie starts laughing because you're laughing, doesn't matter he doesn't know what you're laughing at.

After a couple minutes you settle and go back to scratching, smiling at the back of Eddie'a head. "Would you...still hang out with me?"

"Who's cans do you think I'm rattling around in all day, baby?" Eddie's rolls his head back on the bed and winks at you.

"Nooooo," you break out into a fit of giggles again, hiding your face. "Don't rattle my cans!"

You hate how that wink replays in your mind again and again when your eyes are closed. You force yourself to open them and move your hands. The ceiling reminds you to chill. It's not like that for the two of you. Winking, flirting. It's just how Eddie is.

"I'd let you in. So you don't have to go dumpster diving. Feed you hotdogs. Or pizza."

"Even if I had fleas? Or ticks or something?"

"Yeah."

Eddie makes a noise like he's surprised at how easily you said yes.

"I'd give you a bath," you smile to yourself. "A bubble bath. Do you think raccoons like baths?"

"I saw one swimming in a pond one time," Eddie shrugs. "So maybe?"

Eddie stops strumming and puts his guitar down. He turns to face you, resting his chin on the edge of the mattress. A smile passes between the two of you and you turn on your side to see him better.

"Would you try to break my curse or would you like me better as a raccoon?"

"I mean, you'd make an adorable sidekick."

You play with the rings on his fingers instead of meeting his eyes. Eddie watches.

"True. But what kind of princess has a raccoon sidekick? Don't they usually have birds or mice?"

You roll onto your stomach, hiding your groan in his pillow. It smells too much like him and you can't handle him calling you a princess. You just can't. Not when he looks at you like that. His big brown eyes looking up at you like you really are a real life princess. It's too much.

"Do you know how to break a curse?" Eddie's question pushes through your inner turmoil. When you peek out at him he's still got that look but it's different somehow too. And your hand is still on his.

"Yeah," you gulp down your stupid overwhelming feelings. "Princesses are great at breaking curses."

Eddie's grin is megawatt, almost too much to look at. "Yeah? How would you turn me back?"

"Well, there is one way princesses usually break curses..."

"What way is that?"

You can't look at him. He's doing it to you on purpose, making you all flustered like this. He knows what you mean, knows how all the fairy tale princess stories end.

"With a kiss."

He's close, right there next to your head on his pillow, leaning into your space just a breath away. His hand is holding yours, probably has been in a while, and when he squeezes it all your fear fizzles away.

And you kiss him. First on the tip of his nose. Like he really was a raccoon with a curse to break. And then his lips before you can change your mind.

"Did it work?"

"Yeah," Eddie croaks and you laugh. "I was worried it wouldn't."

"Me too."

Eddie kisses you again, holds your face in his hands and really kisses you. And just like that the curse is lifted.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x plus size!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson headcanon #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson imagines #tw smoking mention #tw smoking #my fics

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northlight14 · 5 months

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I don’t care if it’s kinda out of character, I get so much joy from any fan fic or fan work in general that shows Byakuya just acting like a teenager and expressing any amount of teen angst

Like, gimme a Byakuya who has a fight with his dad, then goes to his room and screams into his pillow and rants about how much he hates him. Or gets drunk for the first time and while Makoto is happy to see Byakuya is happy and having fun and letting himself go a bit, he’s also having to try and keep him safe the whole night. Or a Byakuya who makes a comment about someone smoking, they make a comment about how Byakuya is too stuck up for it or something like that, to which Byakuya now has a point to prove and grabs the cigarette, only to immediately choke on it. Or a Byakuya just vibing in his room alone to music his dad wouldn’t approve of

Byakuya is a character who has had to behave like an adult pretty much his entire life. Bro deserves to just be able teenager for bit, making dumb decisions and having fun!

#Byakuya deserves the world I love him so much #yes he’s a lil shit but he’s the best #any fanfic recs are greatly appreciated btw!!#cuz I’ve only seen a select few that have this kinda thing in it #danganronpa #danganronpa v1 #trigger happy havoc #danganronpa: trigger happy havoc #Byakuya Togami #tw alchohol mention #tw smoking mention #naegami #if you look hard enough. which I always am (love those two they’re soulmates your honour)

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quackityupdates · 7 months

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Quackity deleted this reply to a fan!

#Quackity #Quackity update!#tw smoking mention

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pluralquotebook · 3 months

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J: “god I need a fucking cigarette”

V: “we don’t smoke Jay”

S: “we could start”

V: “stop trying to kill the body faster you heathens”

- @summersilencesystem

no but seriously why does the sudden urge to start smoking pop up for one of us every like three months

#we know exactly what this is like #its always cyrus #mod 🛣️#plural quotes #system sillies #plural memes #system memes #plural stuff #endo safe #pro endo #multiplicity #endo friendly #plural system #summersilencesystem quote #tw smoking mention

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mossy-opal · 6 months

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Twice the Fun

Jin Bubaigawara x Reader

Warnings: Smut, Smoking Mentions, Violence Mentions, Illegal Activities

Finding him there in the alleyway was something that broke your heart. The poor man had a bag over his head, dirty clothes, and he looked worse for wear than you liked. So, you took him in. You didn’t see a reason for him to be sleeping outside, much less a reason he needed to have a bag over his head.

You quickly found out though.

Jin Bubaigawara was a man who was on the bad side of the law, a man who used his quirk to make himself a gang. Literally. A man who craved power. After his gang had literally fallen apart, he wasn’t the same. But that was until he met you.

You held out your hand to him, helping him off the ground and into a nice home. Everything was clean, everything was warm, warmer than any place he usually squatted in anyway. It also made him feel warm when he walked in, not physically, but in his chest. You insisted he use the bathroom to clean himself up, you offered him the guest room, clean clothes, hot food….

He started crying.

You cooed to him, reassuring him that it was okay, he didn’t need to thank you, didn’t need to repay you, he didn’t need to do anything. He just needed to take care of himself. You held his hands, hugging him, holding him close. Holding a complete stranger who could hurt you.

Holding a villain.

He cleaned himself up, changed into the clothes you had so graciously given him, and readied himself to leave. He had expected you to want him gone in the morning, so with a bag over his head and a dramatic bow, he was about to leave.

“Where are you going?”

You had two cups of coffee in your hands, tilting your head. He was floundering for an answer, explaining that he needed to leave, you had already been so nice and he didn’t need to burden you anymore than he already had and-

His rambling was cut off by your laugh, your sarachine laugh that made his face flush under his paper bag. You shook your head, putting down the coffee and bringing him back into the comfort of your warm home. You sat him down, gave him breakfast, and told him he could stay here as long as he needed to.

That was how he met you, and that was when he swore he’d do his damndest to keep you safe.

Soon after meeting you, he met the League, and despite his nefarious “job”, he still went home to see you every night.

That’s what you quickly became for him. Home. It may have been a bad idea to keep you to himself, to keep you a secret, but he couldn’t help it. You were his sanctuary, you never asked about what he did, never asked about who he was visiting, never asked to be introduced to them, you were perfectly content being his little secret.

He didn’t have to share you if he didn’t want to, he didn’t have to worry about your attention being split between the other members of the League, you were all for him. He was happy about it. He was happy to have you.

You were happy to have him too. Was it the smartest idea to let a seemingly homeless man into your home? Absolutely. But, he would’ve hurt you already by now if he was a crazy person- Well, crazier. His mannerisms were certainly odd to most, but you weren’t most. You were odd yourself in some aspects, especially for someone your age. You were supposed to be married and have children by now, you were supposed to stay home and cook and clean all day. You clearly didn’t do that.

You worked, despite having inherited wealth from old dead parents you never spoke to. You went to school and educated yourself. You never had time for dating when you were busy working in the community, working at your job, going to classes. Sure, it didn’t stop anyone from trying, but you never really clicked with any of them.

Jin was different though. He was so grateful for everything you did for him, he was adorably confused when you insisted he stayed. Maybe it was a bad idea, keeping an almost complete stranger as a roommate, a roommate who would leave at odd times of the night, coming home with bloody clothes and new bruises. But, you didn’t really care.

You knew he was a villain, he started a gang for fucks sake.

It was especially funny when you asked him during dinner.

“Are you the villain Twice?”

He choked on his food, and you giggled.

“H-how did you know!? I mean- No of course not! Who told you that!?”

Your giggling turned to laughing, and his nervousness relaxed into laughing himself.

“Jin, I’m not stupid, and you’re terrible at sneaking around and lying- Even for a villain~”

“... Sorry…”

“You don’t have to apologise sweetie, I don’t care what you do in your freetime, just- Promise me you’ll be safe?”

“Of course! Never!”

You laughed again, and the two of you started talking a lot more that very night. Jin told you about everyone in the League, you told him about your childhood and life. That was when he found out you were older than he was. He was shocked- You looked great! Younger than you looked, obviously, and incredibly sexy, totally his type, though he would never tell you that. You weren’t much older than him, but you were still older than he was, and it was something he gladly embraced. A lot of the League were younger than him, so they didn’t get it like you did.

Now that he knew you didn’t care about his activities as a villain, he told you everything. He told you about his absolute best friend Toga, his cranky boss, his ultimate goal as a villain. He was shocked you were actually in support of him, and the League. It was refreshing.

“After all, have you seen how they treat kids these days? Kids can be born with any kind of quirk, and society will label it as a ‘villain’ quirk, tons of children have to get over that- It’s sad honestly.”

You really were after his heart, he was almost certain of it at this point.

Things became a lot more lax now that the cat was out of the bag with the two of you, no more sneaking around, no more secrets, it was wonderful. It was freeing. Jin felt more comfortable around you now, and he let his possessiveness show a lot more now. He often enjoyed the platonic cuddling you’d allow on the couch, watching movies with him, his arms wrapped around your torso and your fingers running through his hair. He adored spending whatever kind of free time he had, with you. You were so carefree, so easy going, so… Loving.

At times he often wondered what he did to deserve someone like you. Someone so caring, someone so soft and loving and warm. He was a monster in more ways than one, he knew that… He wondered when you’d realise that too. Jin did not think very highly of himself, and he worried he’d… Ruin you.

But you were sure to tell him otherwise, to show him otherwise. He deserved to be happy, he deserved to know someone cared about him. You weren’t the only one to care about him either, he’s told you more than enough about his little pseudo-sister Toga, and his friend Giran. They cared about him, you were sure of it, despite never having met them. He sung their praises more than enough, and if he was anything like he is with you as he is with them, you’re sure they care about him…

Maybe not to the same level as you do though.

It was a bad decision, doing what you do with him, feeling how you feel about him, but you couldn’t help it. You were… Lonely, in a sense. No partner since high school, no real friends to hang out with, and it wasn’t like you wanted to hang out with your boring coworkers after work. But when you spotted Jin leaving the bathroom, towel draped around his waist, still dripping with water, it was not only hard to look away, but to keep your thoughts on something… Appropriate.

It wasn’t just you.

This whole situation was dangerous, not only for you, but for Jin too. He was not an innocent man by any means. You were very attractive to him, very attractive in general, he wasn’t crazy enough to act on anything, but he sure did appreciate your choice of dress when you were home.

Home.

This was home for him now, you were his home.

Wow.

Jin was finally comfortable enough to call someone home. He had friends close enough to call family, but he didn’t really have anyone he could call home. That is, until you came along. You were his home now, and he couldn’t help but smile under his mask while he did what he needed to for his boss, taking care of anyone who could possibly cause a… Security breach… Giran had been MIA for quite some time now, so trying to figure out who knew what was a little bit more difficult now, seeing as though they didn’t know what exactly Giran knew too…

Once he really started thinking about it, Jin started moving faster, getting home was his top priority now- The door was cracked open. He heard the struggle and moved faster than he even thought possible, making doubles of his cohorts before easily taking care of the thugs who tried to hurt you, making Jin panic. He saved you though, right? You’re okay now, he was there in time! But… What if he hadn’t been here soon enough? What would’ve happened to you? What would they have done to you? It didn't matter how good he tried to be, it never mattered, he'd always just be bad to be around.

The copies of his friends melted away around you as you watched Jin panic, he was pulling and tugging at his mask, muttering apology after apology, while you stood up and hugged him suddenly.

He gasped, confused. Why were you hugging him!? If it wasn't for him you wouldn't have been in this mess in the first place! You'd have to move because of him, he'd never get to see you again-

"Jin, sweetie, I need you to breathe, okay? It's okay, I'm safe now that you're here-"

"Y-you wouldn't be in this situation if it wasn't for me!!"

You shook your head, "Jin, these thugs weren't here because of you, they followed me home after work-"

"No! No! You don't get it! They know who you are because of me and what I do! It's my fault you almost-"

He shuddered at the thought, shaking his head, before he was shocked to feel you take off his mask suddenly, holding his face and looking into his eyes.

"Even if they wanted to get to you through me, it still wouldn't be your fault- So stop it with that nonsense, understand?"

Your tone shift brought him back to reality, to the fact that even if you were in danger, you already knew what you were getting into by helping him. You weren't stupid. Hell, you were older than him, of course you knew better. But it didn't stop his frantic crying as he clung to you, rubbing his face into your chest as he wailed about your safety, how you were too good for him, about how much he…

Jin calmed down a bit, realising what he said. It made his face flush while he kept himself hidden against your chest.

"Jin."

He shook his head.

"Jin I want you to look at me."

"No." "Of course!" "No!!!"

You pushed against him, making him let go of you and look away. You could clearly see his blush now as you looked at him, even if he didn't want to look at you. You smiled, holding his face again, before you kissed him.

Wow, your lips were even softer than he had dreamed of. He knew you were perfect! You put up with so much from him, from how he clung on to you the moment your lips were on his, to the shenanigans he'd get up to with his friends. You were always so good to him, as his hands gripped at every inch of you, his lips moving from yours to your jawline and neck, biting and sucking his way down- Even your cute little whines were to die for!

"J-Jin- Ah- S-shouldn't we get rid of- Mm-maybe move…?"

He stopped biting at your neck and shoulder enough to acknowledge the unconscious thugs below you, before he huffed, nodding. Always so smart, you had a point. He quickly pulled away from you, as the two of you started packing a few bags of valuables and important information, before leaving the area. You were smart enough to drive an hour away from your home, call your boss and quit your job, before holing up in a dingy motel. All the while, Jin couldn't help but feel… Bad.

Sure, you kissed him, but you just dropped everything for him. Your whole life was up in shambles because of him…

"Want some Chinese?"

His head popped up when you asked him, smiling. After everything that happened, you were smiling at him.

"Why aren't you more upset?" He asked.

And you laughed, "Honestly, this is the most exciting my life has ever been! Is it scary? Sure, but I have you here with me, and… I don't know, I'm happy with the change."

You sat next to his slumped figure on the bed, putting your hand on his thigh, lifting his head to make him look at you.

"Besides, how can I not be happy when I have you here with me? My hero~"

You kissed him again after that, and once again he was shocked. He didn't know if he'd ever get used to you, but he would sure as hell try. After all, he wanted to get used to exactly how you felt beneath him, his hips grinding against yours, your legs wrapped around his waist, his hands on each and every part of your body- Anything he could squeeze, he was.

To think this all started because of you and your endless kindness.

Jin couldn't help himself, he wanted to feel as much of you as he could- And you'd let him. You always would. Moving on top of you, he pressed you further into the ratty mattress of the motel, kissing you like his life depended on it. You wrapped your arms around him, keeping your legs propped up to give him more than enough room to grind against you. Everything about you was just as he imagined, almost too hot to handle. Jin whined into the kiss, and he could feel himself flush while you chuckled.

When he eventually pulled away, you smirked.

"What's wrong baby~?"

"N-nothin' I just-"

When you pulled your shirt up ever so slightly, exposing your skin to him, he could feel his jaw clench.

"Come on Jin, we've been dancing around each other for so long now… Why don'tcha be a big bad villain and take what you want~?"

He gulped, before the beating of his heart pushed him to move. Practically ripping his own suit off, he pulled you to the edge of the bed, pulling your clothes off of you, making you practically squeal with excitement. Getting a look at you, he couldn't believe he was finally able to have all of this to himself, before he immediately put his mouth to work.

You moaned in surprise, your hand moving to grab at the top of his mask, pulling it off the rest of his face and grabbing his hair. Seeing him look up at you, made the power trip even more real. You pressed him closer, making him huff, before he pulled away from you. You would've whined had he not pulled you into a desperate kiss, his dick pressing against you, before shoving himself in. You gasped at the feeling, not nearly prepped enough, before he immediately started thrusting.

Then he started to babble.

"F-f-fuck!! Oh fuck! Y-ya feel so good- SO GOOD!!! AAhaha! Been dreamin'- Wanted this for so long! So good- so good, so good, so fuckin' good Aagh~! Do I feel good? Bet I do- Y-you wouldn't be moanin' if I didn't feel good- Right? Uuh-uh fuck- Fuck-"

You couldn't even respond due to how fast and hard he was fucking himself into you, making your eyes roll back, your mouth open in a perpetual moan. He was doing far better than you'd thought he would, fucking you so hard you were sure you'd be unable to walk afterwards. But he seemed so lost in it, you couldn't even imagine asking him to stop.

"Oh god- O-oh fuck I'm sorry- s-so sorry I can't- can't fuckin' last- Fuck I love you! I love you, I love you, I love you so much! P-please say- Please- A-AAH~!!!"

Jin could barely hold himself together, his hips snapping against yours before he came inside you, making you grit your teeth and moan his name.

The both of you were out of breath, Jin was practically shaking while he held himself up, before his head snapped up, "Fuck! Did you cum too!? I'm sorry I should've been paying attention-!"

"Sssshh, Jin, sweetie, I finished… I promise…"

Giving him a tired smile, he let out a sigh, his worry about being inadequate subsiding as he pulled you back up the bed. He cleaned you up as best as he could, before he laid in bed, wrapping himself around you.

There was still a lot you two had to do, but for now, you slept.

Tags: @slayersins @shadowsandshapes @dabislittlemouse @dabislittlebeaniebaby @shockinglysubmissive @elias-fable @starstruck-flames @mostlyheinous @daniidil

#twice mha #twice fanfic #twice smut #jin mha #jin bubaigawara #jin bubaigawara smut #jin bubaigawara mha #idk bro it's been literal months since I've uploaded #OH #tw smoking mention #tw smoking #I don't remember shit bro i am RUSTY #idk if i even wrote smoking in this

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thetrashthatsmilesback · 2 months

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Science side of Tumblr: why did my asthma testing improve so much when I cut my vaping down from daily to about once a week even though I still vape?

#tw vape #tw: vape #tw smoking mention #tw: smoking mention #science #asthma #genuine question #/gen #/genq #/gen question #science side of tumblr #science side please explain #science side help me #science side explain #science side of the internet

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mars-and-the-theoi · 6 months

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It’s Samhain! I don’t always do an altar for Samhain but I had the spoons and urge to do so this year! Samhain is basically the only time I do anything with my ancestors, but I also use this time just for any passing spirits (both human and animal). I ensure to have plenty of food and drink and a little something for everyone. This year I cooked up same bacon, had some pomegranate and an orange, some yogurt (with cinnamon usually I do cinnamon and honey but I had no honey this year lol), some feta cheese, and some chocolate. And for drinks I had some honey infused brandy, some whiskey, some mint tea, black coffee, and milk. For animals all I had was some of my dog’s food and a bowl of water. And yes, there’s also a cigarette, there were some smokers in my family and I have some old cigarettes laying around from when I used to smoke so I set it on the altar so if they’d like a smoke they can have one. I also play some classical music, have some incense going, say a few prayers, and let them have at it for the night. Anyways, the vibes in my room are off the charts, I love it and I think everyone is having a good time! (Which is good cause there are some scrappier members of the family, so it can get rough sometimes but that’s okay cause I’m scrappy too)

#samhain #mars is speaking #tw alchohol mention #tw cigarettes #tw smoking mention

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mrsackermannx · 1 year

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Have fun chp39

minors and ageless blogs DNI

click here for one shot masterlist

pairing: levi ackerman/afab reader one shot

word count: 5.1k

synopsis: after years of tension you and levi are left alone together for a week. it turns out that neither of you can hold back any longer.

tags: college au levi, afab reader, mentions of weed, degradation (slut is used), dom levi, unprotected sex, minor anal play, choking, sexual tension, orgasm denial.

author’s note: i might have to do a part 2 omg. i really enjoyed writing mean levi after so long and i haven’t written something this intense in a while it felt like a horny purge! i wish i was as studious as reader rn but anyway…

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"I'm not highly strung!" You groaned into your coffee, shooting your best friend a glare. "Hange, seriously."

They sighed but swatted you fondly regardless. You met Hange in your first semester and have been inseparable ever since. The platonic yin to your yang, the best friend you never had but always needed. The kind of best friend young girls yearn for when all the bullshit that comes with growing up arrives.

"Well! You areee though, Levi too. I don't know what I'm gonna do with the two of you. Seriously, you should have seen what I walked in on Erwin doing last week. He had this guy bent-"

"Yeah yeah, well lucky for you, you have a week not to worry about any of us," you mumbled, continuing to type. "I'm glad Erwin's getting some. And you too-"

"I'm just saying, this is what college is for right? Drinking, fucking—wait scratch that sober is great! We can always be sober! But like fucking, socialising-"

"We're in the fucking library!" You hissed.

They groaned but pitched their voice down to a whisper, "Experiences like that are downright integral to the college-"

"Hange! I've gotta submit this by 12pm! I promise all of your plants will be watered and that all of your fish will be fed in your absence!"

Levi caught your eye as he approached the usual corner occupied by you all between classes. Except Erwin and Moblit were in class, so Hange was rattling with caffeine and trying to push you to download tinder again.

Levi raised a brow at you in a silent hello before sitting down beside you, an apple lodged in his mouth. "You could try tinder again!"

Even Levi groaned at the mention on your behalf.

"Fuuck off!" You grumbled into your palm, feigning annoyance but still breaking into laughter. "Did you forget about last time?"

"Okay, fine! Fair enough!"

"I'm going to enjoy this week of silence. Hear that, silence? No roommates, just Levi down the hall."

You agreed to take care of Hanji's fish and plants whilst they and Moblit took a week trip abroad together. Some ski-resort somewhere beautiful, screw them both. You told them if you don't receive tons of photos you're letting their favourite cactus die.

Erwin was supposed to be home with you and Levi too, but as he's inheriting his fathers company after graduation he spends more time in New York than on campus anymore.

When Hange asked you initially you'd wanted to say no, but your roommates had been driving you crazy. Eren fucked girls like it was going out of fashion, Jean yelled out explosively during early hours whilst gaming, and Armin was never even home to complain to or study with anymore (god knows what he was getting up to).

Your eyes flashed to Levi's forearms, the veins were prominent today...Your eyes drifted along them until you realised his attire, a form fitting slinky black gym shirt, and loose shorts. It also explained the black cap. He'd been to the gym. Fuck, he was all pumped-

"Hungry?" he asked absently, typing with one hand.

You hummed just as distantly, watching him rotate the apple to where he'd not bitten it. As it brushed your lips you stalled.

The realisation suddenly hit you as to who you were spending a whole week with.

He turned to you, a glint in his eye. "Bite," he ordered calmly.

You nodded, feeling your cheeks burn under the library air conditioning. You took a bite, his eyes still in yours. Then he took a bite from the same side you'd bitten from, a smirk on his lips before he turned back to his computer.

This unsaid thing you had with Levi was arguably the most exciting yet daunting thing that contributed to your college life experience. When you went to parties, you and Levi were often left together, drunk and conversing with one another.

Sometimes his hands lingered, sometimes you fell asleep with your head on his lap. After all, you spent more time at Hange's than your own place.

Your mouth went dry when Hange introduced you both in the beginning. It was still humid even though it was fall, he was topless, back from a run and about to shower.

But it was more than his killer physique or the calm and silent way he always knows when you're not at your best. The blunt texts to come over and eat something "fucking healthy for once. Hange gets sad when you're away, come eat."

The way he massages your shoulders when you're studying sometimes, swapping your coffee for tea and hearing no arguments. The way he breaches your bubble, pulling away your headphones to massage your temples. "You're hopeless," he tells you. But he's speaking more to himself and the fanciful images his brain paints of you.

—

You stretched out your arms at Hange's desk, having unpacked all of your clothes and toiletries for the next several days. You were all settled in, if not a little on edge with Levi a few doors away for the next seven days though.

You'd spent a few hours finishing up some assignments so you could spend the weekend bingeing on some shows guilt free and avoiding the outside world.

Levi was silent, so much so you'd assumed that he was spending this Friday night at some party or other social function.

But a soft knock at your door reminded you that he'd never left, he'd have told you first. "You know about these?" Levi asked, exasperation clinging to his voice as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

Two blunts settled at the bottom of the clear plastic sandwich bag he was holding. "I wouldn't mind smoking tonight, but I hate the smell."

There was a sticky note sellotaped to it, "For when you two are ready to act like college students! Have fun!

Hange, Erwin."

"Ha, ha. Classic, right? Where'd they leave those?"

"On my nightstand," he deadpanned, leaning against the doorframe.

Fuck, he was wearing sweatpants.

"For real?..." You performed a clumsy but determined reroute of your vision. Instead you glanced at the clock. 10pm.

"And you only just found them now?"

He gestured toward you vaguely, "I was at my desk." His brow rose, as if to say, the same thing as you idiot.

You licked your lips, "Ha, same."

Levi liked seeing you like this. All casual and in your own element. Not dressed up or for anyone else's consumption except for your own.

He only ever saw you like this when you woke up here at his place. When you all fall asleep on the couch after hours of laughter, debate, and pizza.

Warmth surfaces in his chest at the sight of you like this. So familiar, so understated. So only the sight you let your closest people see, so his.

Your hands tensed into fists above your knees.

The tension was so thick that one match could burn down this entire apartment complex.

Satin shorts fell around your thighs, and you wore a long sleeved v neck top. Teasing slithers of your sternum and your nipples that were hardening by the second. Were these your pyjamas?

Cute.

He folded his arms and you almost forgot yourself for a moment. "Up for it?"

"For what?" you immediately garbled as heat rushed to your core.

He did a smoking gesture with two fingers and you melted, a deep sensuality brewing in the way he was eyeing you. He huffed your name, "Fuck me, gardening? What else?" he spat.

"Oh! I-fuck you!" You laughed as nonchalantly as you could muster, "One sec. Let me save this file and store some readings I found."

"Sure. I've got all the time in the world."

"Oh yeah?" You chuckled wryly, making a point to rise from your seat as you fiddled with your mouse. "Just gotta save this...upload that."

"Okay good, so you'll be quick?"" He muttered a silent 'fuck' behind you, resisting the urge to bite down on his knuckles for heavens sake.

"Mm, mm! Will take me two seconds..." When the gentle breeze billowing through the window hit the back of your thighs you realised you'd made a huge fucking mistake.

You were wearing shorts, and quite literally jutting out your behind for him to feast on. It felt too late to back down now.

You jabbed at the keys below you, searching for your bookmark folders for the various assignments you'd compiled research for. Your brain was suddenly going to literal shit. His eyes were burning through your behind, you could practically feel them caressing your skin.

He called your name, but you were so used to his nagging you were immune to it as you fumbled

through all of your chrome tabs. So, you continued saving the readings you had loaded up to use for citations later.

"What's this for?" His voice ghosted your skin and the heat of his body utterly smashed through your barrier of personal space. Curse his silent creeper footsteps. Fuck him.

Your voice disappeared. Your heart pounding in your chest. His arm slid under yours and you sucked in a breath. His hand settled over yours, pushing your pointer finger until the mouse clicked, so he could toggle and skim at your documents.

Levi really has no concept of personal space sometimes.

You all but gulped, "Someone's nosy."

"Curious." He firmly corrected, his chin now brushing your shoulder. "I mean well done, you've got a good system here."

The simplest of praise from Levi always made your knees a little wobbly.

"Can you just let me save my shit?" You nudged him, but the heat of him was still stifling you.

His hand moved from yours but then he realised he had no idea how he'd gotten in this position with you. Now his arm was leant under your own, palm flattened against the desk. You'd smacked it aside so you could monopolise the mouse instead.

He'd glanced up from his phone to catch your ass so shamelessly offered in his direction and his body had moved for him. And now here he was, his mouth growing dry at you in these skimpy little shorts just centimetres away. Fuck you.

He kept his lower body pulled back from yours, but he dithered a moment. His own breath was becoming hard to control, especially as his eyes scanned over your pretty face while you focused.

"Might as well just sit back down and finish up, I'll go set up my room," he said, swallowing every few words

"Just give me a sec! I don't wanna lose this page. You're fucking stressing me out by hulking over me like this."

You refused to look at him, you could already feel him grinning at the way you'd tripped on your words a little. Fuck that.

A tiny tsk sound ghosted your earlobe and you stifled a giggle at the familiar sound. He finally moved, sitting down in the desk chair beside you instead.

He sighed, drumming his fingers against the desk.

"Vi, you're being annoying."

He didn't think this through, now he could see the way your ass was peaking through your shorts. The material was so thin—too thin. Were you even wearing panties under those?

He sighed into his palm, quieting his filthy mind with an absent scroll through his phone.

"You took the fucking chair..." you hissed under your breath, tilting the computer monitor. But before Levi could think of a snarky remark you'd plonked yourself onto his lap and his phone had smacked face down onto the floor.

You regretted it instantly, having been driven completely by the incessant throbbing between your legs.

"Sorry!"

"No worries, I'll grab it in a minute, just hurry up."

Levi's inner voice was cursing so much it would make a sailor blush.

"This has been more than a few seconds, you know?" His tone was shorter now, strained and moodier than him in the mornings.

"Please. While I understand this concept I want to finish the last paragraph, then I can fully relax for the weekend," you bluffed, though with complete sincerity.

"Whatever."

He only accepted because your voice sounded so sweet. You only ever talk to him like that.

The warmth of you was making his skin flush. He couldn't help but envision all the other things you could both be doing in this position.

A hand of his drifted to rest on your thigh. You felt your cunt throb in need at the close proximity teasing it just inches away. How much longer could you do this?

Then he started drumming his fingers, so close, the subtle vibrations making you grow slicker. You didn't dare say a word about it, especially because he only moved his tapping from the desk to your thigh to piss you off even more.

But as the minutes passed by, you found yourself wondering, how many telltale signs Levi was being polite enough to ignore.

"Maybe you are boring," he began, chuckling when you whipped around to scowl at him. His hand stilled now, his thumb stroking against the sensitive part of your inner thigh. He handled you with such subtle possession it made your brain foggy, unable to think of anything else but him.

"It's a Friday night, you've got weed. Company that isn't two tall idiots that exceed the cities alloted decibels."

You chortled at that, making Levi's stomach swim with an emotion he quickly shoves aside.

"You're worse than me, too. Studying for hours like this."

"I don't know what to say, just entertain yourself. For five more minutes!" you groaned, typing as fast as you could to make it believable. Just two more sentences and then you could make a break for it to-

"Entertain myself?" he repeated.

His hand shifted until it was fitted snugly between your legs, his knuckles nudging your thighs wider. "I suppose I could think of some entertainment quite easily. Some things I could do right here, right now," he purred dangerously against your neck.

You had no idea how you were keeping your composure. His hand was drawing so close, you could feel how hot your sex was becoming.

He drew a single finger toward the heat between your legs and you hissed in defeat. Palm closing over your mouth to muffle your breaths, "Levi?"

"Mm? Want me to stop? Because I will." He inched closer, his chest pressing against your back. "Why'd you stop typing? I thought you were a good student?"

Your fingers returned to the keyboard, but this time with a disjointed flow and broken concentration. "Can't answer my question? Can you?"

"Don't be a dick?" You'd meant to say a command but you'd asked a question. Oh yeah. You were definitely fucked.

"I know, you're too embarrassed to let me see that you've soaked these cute little shorts? Aren't you?"

He teased the hem of your shirt, before he slid his hand underneath it, gripping at your breasts before settling it over your throat. "I asked you a question, you're not a stupid girl, are you?"

"No, Levi," you whimpered.

His voice softened as his lips pressed against your nape. "Then answer me and stop being a brat. You're better than that."

"Don't stop," You hissed, "There. I said something."

His mouth felt so good as he explored your skin, sucking and kissing until you moaned. "No, you didn't. You're embarrassed by how wet your pussy is, and I want to know why."

You groaned a curse into his hair in response. "I can't say something like that."

"Your body's already talking for you." His fingers ripped aside the gusset of your silk shorts. The sodden fabric soiling his fingers. "She's telling me how much she needs a cock inside of her— but you?"

"I do! Wanna tell you!" You moaned and tried to garner some stimulation from his fingers, but they were already gone.

His fingers shined with your slick. Levi sighed so erotically in your ear at the sight you felt yourself drip tenfold upon the seat cushion.

"God, what a fucking mess you've made. All alone too. Being sat on my lap made you this slutty? You couldn't control yourself?"

Your cheeks burned with embarrassment. The words on the computer screen blended into nothing. "I couldn't help it," you offered weakly. Levi lifted and then repositioned you with ease, slack jawed at the slick darkening the crotch of his light grey sweats.

He sighed deeply behind you, fuck you were too good. Offering yourself up like this, needy and already so fucked out.

"I had no idea you needed to be fucked so badly..." He shifted your shirt up, gripping your tits until you moaned. "You just need to be fucked, don't you, baby? Go on, say it."

Your voice was barely above a whisper. "Need you, Vi. I need to be...fucked."

"Don't be shy about it now, how can you? You've even soiled my pants. Did you think I wouldn't realise?" he mocked.

You shook your head. "Don't know..."

"What didn't you know?"

"I-"

He wrapped his hand around your throat once more. He didn't squeeze it, but he rubbed at your pulse point. "You were trying to buy time, weren't you?"

"Maybe," you all but squeaked out. "Think you know everything, huh? Maybe I wanted to finish my paper."

"Oh? I think I've had enough of your bratty little attitude today." His hand squeezed the sides of your neck, until all you could focus on was the deep throbbing in your core.

He shifted his hips underneath you, delighting in the noise that parted your lips at the sensation of him so hard and now rutting against you.

"My god, what about you huh? What's got you like that?"

He tugged aside your gusset once more, exposing your pussy to the cool air of Hange's bedroom. "You, like this. No panties, dripping just from being sat on my lap and being so fucking embarrassed about it.”

"Stop fucking teasing me, please. I'm begging."

"You're begging? So you're finally saying that you want me to play with this messy pussy of yours?"

"I do, I want you to touch me. Please, your fingers. Anything."

"I'll play with it, I'll touch it just for you, I'll even make you come. You just have to wait a little longer."

No voice should be so husky and seductive like his is, it's a weapon. That's what it is, it's hypnotising, dumbing, downright unfair.

"Please, I'm gonna fucking explode," you hissed, pulling aside the shorts yourself. "Don't be so mean. Please, do something—anything."

He gripped your neck with even more claim, making you whimper at the switch. "Don't tell me what to do, you fucking brat. You don't have the right to give me any commands right now. Not when you're so desperate."

But Levi's own resolve was slipping. So finally, his thumb brushed your clit and you gasped out for air. Your chest heaving at the contact.

"Fuck it's all swollen, isn't it? Your clit." He circled it with his thumb before he started to tap it. Firm enough to set the nerves there on fire but so gentle you were dripping all over his palm for more. Aching for release.

"More, please. Levi."

"Oh this is precious. Begging for more like you're not already being touched? You're so fucking desperate, baby."

He administered slow rubs to your clit, teasing and-

"'Mean. Levi, you're so fucking mean," you whined.

"You like it," he whispered darkly.

You hate that he's right. "But-You're being mean, I don't even know...Can't think."

He was turning you into mush. You were such a smart girl, so studious, rarely at parties. Dedicated. But in his hold you were nothing but a whiny slut. And he loved it.

"And I can be meaner. So if you're bitching this much now, I should probably just knock it off, right? Because you hate it so much?"

His thumb toyed with your clit, delighting in the way you were soaking all the pads of his fingertips and muffling your moans into your palm all the while.

"I'll have to make you answer me, huh?" He sunk two fingers into you and you almost came undone. You were so earnest, so sensitive. He worked his thumb with renewed speed, whilst his fingers stroked that spot inside of you that had your eyes rolling back.

"Fine! Be mean. Just let me, fucking-"

His movements grew faster and his hand moved from your neck to your breast, manhandling you to his liking. "I thought you were a good girl— a smart girl."

"I am, I promise!" Levi was going to drive you into a daze, a daze where all you could do was hear his voice and be stroked and fucked by his cock and fingers.

"But you're just a fucking slut who's desperate for some cock. My cock. This was just bound to happen, wasn't it?

"Don't make me say it," you whined, his fingers fucking you even harder.

"Tell me, did you think about it? Have you ever thought about it?"

"Of course I have!"

Levi's the type to talk you through it. It's that that makes your cunt grip his fingers all the more tighter.

"Tell me what you fucking thought about then? My fingers didn't just slip inside did they? You made a mess on me. I had no choice."

"M' sorry!"

The pleasure was overwhelming, Levi's voice in your ear, so gravelly, so degrading. His large hands felt like they're touching and brushing every erogenous zone. His fingers were fucking your cunt with such precision you were withholding screams.

"You're not sorry, sluts are never fucking sorry. I had to take care of you like this," he panted.

Lewd sloshes of your pussy filled the absence your voice couldn't manage to. The more embarrassed you felt, the better it felt. But every time you got close, clenching all over Levi's fingers. He slowed and let your orgasm drift away instead.

"You like being spoken to like this too, I can feel it."

"Lev!"

With his hand on your throat he tipped your head back to speak directly into your ear. "You were dripping all over me like a bitch in heat. Over fucking nothing. Would've tried to fuck my thigh otherwise, wouldn't you?"

"No, it's just, you were touching me. An' so close!"

Fuck you're so cute, getting all worked up over him like that. He loved every second of it.

"No, I think you would have. Gonna be crying when you finally sit on my cock too huh? Or are you still gonna be begging for more like the greedy little slut you really are?"

"C-Can I have it now?"

Levi stopped at once. Sucking his fingers clean, his heavy breaths filled your ears. His clothed cock stopped rutting against your ass.

"Sorry I-"

He grabbed you, tossed you over his shoulder and then threw you beneath him on Hange's bed. His hands ripped away your shorts, you pulled away your top, leaving you stripped bare beneath him.

You yanked him close and he groaned, quickly catching all of his weight in his forearms. His eyes widened at how eager you were to be close to him too.

Your noses met, Levi roughly grabbed your jaw. "Kiss me, please," you whispered.

Fuck you were even prettier up close.

Levi's lips were on yours in seconds. Gripping you close as you groaned into each other's mouths. You worked away his t-shirt, rushing to feel the heat of his skin.

You could barely withstand your lips parting in his undressing. Levi's tongue was in your mouth, on your throat, and then his lips were sucking on yours all over again, he raked his teeth over your lower lip, he bit too. He sent you spiralling down a hole of lust that was like nothing you'd ever felt.

He was so fucking passionate, so fucking filthy.

You peeked down as you and him worked away his sweatpants, his hand cradling the back of your head as his lips coasted down your throat simultaneously.

"Fuck me, fuck me now. Please."

Levi was far bigger than he felt under you minutes earlier. His cock was strained, dripping and flushed pink, its veins throbbing and thick. It was visibly praying for release. "Want you inside of me, need you inside."

Levi fell apart against your neck, fingers toying with the slick drifting down to your ass. You moaned out at the new sensation as he teased the entrance

"How many times have you thought about me filling all your needy holes? You'd let me fuck this one, wouldn't you?"

"I'd let you do anything," you whimpered, "But I want to come, you still haven't let me come!"

"Because I want you to come on my cock. I thought you were smart?" He waded his tip through your heated folds, groaning at the way it lubricated him.

"Wait shit, does Hange have condoms in here?"

"I'm on birth control."

Seconds of tense silence passed.

Levi sat up, his cock throbbing so much he felt dizzy. His eyes were half-lidded and dark as he eyed you below him. Drinking in your statement.

Your thighs were spread and clenched around his hips, your pussy glistening and swollen. "Last time I got tested, I was all clear," you continued.

"Me too." Levi felt speechless all of a sudden. He'd never fucked anyone raw. But you, you were different, this was different. Fuck. How the fuck wasn't he going to come in seconds?

After he'd waited to have you come on his dick.

"I've never done it without one, though. Where would you want me to..."

"Inside... of course."

"Of course?"

Levi's eyes were so alight with lust it was making you shiver.

Daringly you moved your fingers to your pussy and spread yourself. He sighed, shaky and resigned as he said, lowly, "I can't believe you baby."

He gripped his cock, slapping it against your pussy. Smirking at the way your back pulled up in an arch, moaning so devotedly under him. "Will you? Do it."

"Depends because...." He kissed along your jaw until he reached your ear, nipping your earlobe, "You're telling me you're a filthy girl who wants her pussy fucked full of cum in her best friend's bed. Huh?"

"Hange doesn't need to know," you moaned as Levi slotted his palm to your pussy, thumb toying with your clit as he finally sunk his cock inside of you.

"Damn fucking right they don't. As if I could say no to you."

Levi hissed as he bottomed out, teeth threatening to draw blood from his lower lip at the obscene way you mewled. "Fuck you feel good, don't you baby?"

"Levi, you feel perfect."

"Oh yeah?"

Levi was so drunk on your pussy and he'd only just entered you. "Choke me, again."

You were swept up in your pleasure, basking in the embarrassment. Expecting for his teasing and also wanting it too. "Please."

"Anything." His one hand gripped onto the headboard, the other holding you by your neck as if to only so he could tug your mouth to his.

He rolled his hips into yours, making sure he reached deep enough that you shook at the motions. And sensual enough that he could feel your heart throbbing against his own.

"Fuck, you're so damn pretty."

Your cheeks burned at the tenderness in which he gasped your name after the soft compliment.

The faster he got the more broken your voices became. The more you clenched and throbbed on his length—the more you unravelled him. Your hands settled in his hair, pulling and adoring.

You wanted to tell Levi how pretty he was too, but you could barely speak. Not as he was growing faster and spluttering in your neck. He was fucking you so hard the bed frame was smacking into the wall and surely catching his fingers too but he didn't seem to care.

"Pretty little slut wants her pussy ruined with cum? My cum all inside of her?"

"I really fucking do!" Levi gripped your throat harder, which seemed to only intensify the relentless sensations of his cock.

"You're okay?" He asked, loosening his grip. With a sinful sheen of lust clouding your expression your hand coiled over his own.

"You're a pervert, baby. A pretty fucking pervert."

"But you like it!"

Levi moaned your name over and over. Until it sounded like something else. Until he was pushing your thighs up and pressing you down to take everything he was giving.

His thumb worked your clit as he slammed his cock upward, abusing that spot that was making you gush all over his cock. Then finally, you broke, your climax shattering your senses and every sexual encounter you ever had before him.

You felt Levi's teasing, his touch, his purpose, his cock, in every pleasure centre your body housed.

"On my cock just like that, fuck. Just like we wanted huh, you ready to be filled, filthy girl?"

You were clenching on him so tight, throbbing all around him. "Levi, fuck-" you tugged him close until his lips crashed onto yours, delighting in the way he was an incoherent garbling mess. The way his hands were sinking into your thighs with possession, slapping, grabbing, squeezing.

"Fuck, baby. Take it—all!"

You moaned in tandem as he painted your walls white. Pressing kisses all over his face as he fell apart. He came so much that when he removed himself and saw how much you were dripping with him, he fixed his hand to his cock and came some more.

Loud pants filled the room, your arms reached out for him and he took them, enveloping you in warmth.

"Fuck, Levi. How long has it been for you?"

You fell into fond breathless laughter, "You don't even wanna know. Trust me."

He settled on his stomach, forcing your thighs open. "Oh my god, Vi—T-The sheets!"

Levi's cum oozed out of you everytime you throbbed from the aftershocks of your climax. "You wanted it messy. But, I guess it'll have to be me that cleans you up."

He kissed and sucked along your thighs, keeping them spread. "Levi! Levi, you can't..." then he peeled back the hood of your clit, and flicked his tongue experimentally. Your entire body wracked with a shiver.

Perfect.

"Did you think you were only coming once tonight?" he chuckled incredulously. "And if you're this sensitive, I wonder what's gonna happen when you smoke."

#levi x reader one shot #levi x fem!reader #levi x you #levi ackerman x you #levi x reader #levi fanfiction #i had so much fun writing this omg #tw: weed mention #tw weed #tw smoking mention

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mywingsareonwheels · 8 months

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Modern technology/works/understanding/etc. I'd like to give "Endeavour" characters...

Morse: noise-cancelling headphones, an mp3 player with a huge amount of opera on it, non-alcoholic real ales (St Peter's Without, the alcohol-free Doom Bar, etc.), a subscription to medici.tv, awareness of Joyce DiDonato's voice. Shadi Bartsch's translation of The Aeneid. Awareness of ADHD and autism as Relevant To Him and some suitable online community. Also some therapy but that goes without saying...

Fred Thursday: Fred. <3 awareness of PTSD and C-PTSD as A Thing and both being relevant in his case (from the war & work and his childhood respectively) even more therapy than Morse needs. All those youtube channels with 24/7 livestreams of various wildlife. The complete works of Terry Pratchett. I'm almost tempted to say fandom spaces because the gentler of them might actually appeal to him a lot.

Max Debryn: more recent medical knowledge. Modern queer community including the more awesome online bits. The work of recently rediscovered composers such as Barbara Strozzi and Joseph Bologne. Possibly Carol Ann Duffy's poetry. Elly Griffiths' "Ruth Galloway" novels if he fancies a busman's holiday read. ;-) Other than that I think he has more to teach us than the other way around. :-)

Peter Jakes: see Fred re: PTSD and C-PTSD awareness and a huge amount of therapy. I'm tempted to add at least the option of more recent help with giving up smoking given a lot more is understood these days. A Netflix subscription and an excellent gaming system. Instant messenger things so he can keep in touch with Oxford friends while in the US.

Joan Thursday: an environment in which it's more usual for women to not give up their jobs on marriage (or not get married at all). A lot of more recent folk rock, singer-songwriter, pop, and indie music might hit the spot for her to add to what she already loves. Yet more therapy. An awesome community of intersectional feminists. The complete works of bell hooks.

Win Thursday: oh Win. Therapy, the Open University. Really good couples therapy with Fred because they clearly love each other so much but *boy* do they fuck up towards each other (mostly him, but not only him). Instant messenger for better keeping in touch with everyone. An air fryer.

Sam Thursday: more therapy, and addiction help. Anger management help. Oh bless him. <3

Reginald Bright: grief counselling, instant messenger, Abir Mukherjee's detective novels, online ordering of Indian groceries, places online to put his art and get it fully admired, and then instant messenger once he moves back to India.

Jim Strange: honestly? he's the only one who seems to weirdly thrive in the time he lives. But I *would* like to throw intersectional feminist, LGBT+ and anti-racism literature at him to help avoid his less admirable moments. And actually some online community (fandom even?) so he has more people to bond with that aren't at the Lodge or at work...

#itv endeavour #endeavour s9 spoilers #fairly minor ones but still #e morse #endeavour morse #fred thursday #max debryn #peter jakes #joan thursday #win thursday #sam thursday #reginald bright #jim strange #a bit silly #tw smoking mention #tw addiction mention #tw alcoholism mention #tw trauma mention

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anti-endo-haven · 2 days

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That is rather uncomfortable, as someone who holds part of OCD intrusive thoughts and fears of that sort of thing due to some trauma.

As a cis man (though by no means heteronormative) in a transmasc nonbinary AFAB body, I can say I am thoroughly disturbed.

I should watch the first movie, but I worry that the content would be triggering. Gore I can handle, but SA? I'd vomit on the spot. /lh

Any warnings for it? Or is it just the later films?

-🧪 of 🪽🪻

The first movie? Death, nudity, sex, violence, gore, profanity, alcohol/drugs, smoking, certification , intense/frightening scenes.

Alien 3 does have a sa scene. It is stopped before it gets into it, but there is that one.

Always take a break if it gets too much, no matter what. We’re the same way. I can also go through the movies if I can find them on something we have and tell you which parts to skip as well.

(All the tw tags are also there if you just need a Quick Look as well)

#🪽🪻#chatty chat chat #tw death mention #tw nudity mention #tw sex mention #tw violence mention #tw gore mention #tw profanity mention #tw alchohol mention #tw drug mention #tw smoking mention #tw sa mention

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rarestdoge · 1 year

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Cameron Calvin miscellaneous lore dump #2

Been realizing that I just spit out a buncha random shit about Cam on my discord so I figured I'll share em here. Most of this lore is unimportant/a joke, but that's not stopping me lmao.

Per usual, it's LONG

Cam was originally right-handed, but became ambidextrous due to military training

On the other hand, Toppat!Cameron remains right-handed

His favorite Spongebob episode is Band Geeks

Loves asdfmovie. His favorite joke from it is the trumpet one from asdfmovie6

He's a light smoker

Cam rarely drinks, and only will on occasion around people he trusts. Say, a sleepover or party with friends for example. He becomes very sappy, touchy-feely, and tired when drunk, and will keep someone he's close to, especially Charles, Rupert, and Dave, in a death grip hug and will sleepily rant on about how much he loves them until he eventually dozes off

Yes, Toppat!Cameron also has a chronic Mountain Dew addiction and god knows how many cases of it he's stolen. He likes to drink it out of a wine glass to be "fancy"

His cat's name is Max

His birthday is April 24th, hence the day I created him. That also makes him a Taurus, which coincidently fits him

He's a light snorer but a very deep sleeper. You could play the metal pipe falling sound effect, full volume, in his ear and he'd probably be fine

If Cameron never joined the military, he'd be one of those Twitch streamers infamous for both his speedrunning skills and his batshit crazy raging

He fucking loves that British taxi episode from Regular Show

He's nicknamed Dave "Flagpole"

He's really petty about being shorter than 6 feet by one inch so he copes with it by saying "if you're 5'11" then you can round up to 6'"

Cam absolutely loves cuddling with his partner(s), but not as much in public

His favorite Pokémon gen is 5 and his favorite eeveelution is Jolteon

He despises Takis

Couldn't stop thinking about this post, so because I thought it would be funny, Cam also has an emergency Markiplier in his dreams

The meme folder on his phone is absurdly large