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#balls deep!
bite-sized-devil · 2 years
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Random Headcanons of Levi and You
Every day he wakes up beside, he can't believe how lucky he is. You are next to him and he adores you
You watch the funniest Deviltube videos
You cosplay and he might even ask if you want to larp
He loves your pink hair and thinks it's the best thing ever matched with your accident
Has a whole ass moment when you put on your kitten ear headphones and blushes and mumbles to himself about how cute you are
You tease him a lot because of how adorable he is and he likes it he honestly wants you to do it more. (he loves any attention you'll give him)
When he flirts with you he does it through text on days he is feeling extra confident he will flirt with you in his room but he would absolutely DIE if his brothers heard him flirt with you. D.I.E.
Sometimes when you game with him you'll throw him so off he'll die because you berate the others so hard and he is kind of turned on he forgets he is playing for the one second it takes for someone to take him out. (Bonus points if it's Diavolo you were schooling before Diavolo takes him out.)
Levi does love to go on dates with you! He often goes to more secluded parts of the Devildom with you. It makes him feel a bit of a normie but he can deal it's with you.
Levi probably made a dedicated area in his room for your stuff. It's like a holy alter to him. (And he does in fact love you more than Ruri chan confirmed.)
As far as Levi as a lover oh man dont let this demon fool you. Boy has a sex drive to match
He might be super embarrassed about it at first but when you tell him while he is balls deep inside you that you love him like this. Well it was the biggest boost to his self confidence.
After that you better believe he can take the lead and he fucks you against the wall, the floor, in his tub but it's a little uncomfortable.
He uses his tail if you happen to whisper how much you want him mid-gaming. And he can barely contain himself as you come undone on his appendage.
It's embarrassing to him but the first time you both had sex he came in his pants because you teased him so hard.
Don't worry he got you back one time by dry-humping you in your room.😘
My fluffy and my horny side reading this 👇
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Please! I love these. I imagine all the brothers would pick on me for my accent 😅
Aww you put my kitty headphones into it 😭😭 thank you!
I'm a a tiny little puddle on the floor from this 🥵🥵
Thank you so much I love it!!
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waywardblackkitty · 1 month
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The unspoken truth
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mischieviem · 1 month
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What could have been 😔
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castiels-undercoat · 10 days
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My favorite destiel trope is when Dean laughs at all of Cas's jokes, and thinks he is SO funny, but literally nobody else even realizes that Cas is telling a joke. It butters my biscuit.
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vee-thebee · 12 days
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DESTIEL IS TRENDING AGAIN AND THIS TIME IT’S THE OTHER ONE’S FAULT WHAT TIMELINE AM I IN
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bixels · 1 month
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Scary Sunset.
I'm concepting things way outta order in this story, but I'm sure you can piece things together. Context is for a storybeat where, after defeating and capturing Adagio (thus having all three sirens in her possession), Sunset enacts her revenge plot to release the sirens on Canterlot as Thea discovers she's been manipulated. In a confrontation, the two scuffle and fight over the siren orbs while Sunset struggles with her conflicting wants and emotions.
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meteor0showers · 1 month
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gonna start saying “if it werent for [poor circumstance] we could have been balls deep” regularly now
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robert-deniro · 9 months
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VIGGO MORTENSEN
as Aragorn, in The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (2002)
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that-sunny-pup · 4 months
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deancasforcutie · 1 month
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goat-fanatic · 1 month
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domestic morning at a sketchy motel
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seenthisepisode · 1 month
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misha is like oh. you didn't want me at rome last week? now i have to say a double amount of unhinged things at just this one con!!!! oh no what will i do!!!
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castiels-undercoat · 1 month
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Do you guys think Jensen is hearing about balls deep destiel at the same time as us?
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mamawasatesttube · 4 months
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superboy (1994) #85 (my beloved)
i still think abt this line so much. hey kon? why would u say this? hey kon do you think thats a normal thing to say about your boy bestie? kon why would u say this out loud. kon?!?
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killakalx · 2 months
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17+ content, blank blogs dnf
gunplay, bit of a gory description, hate sex, degradation, brat taming, throat fuck, ruined orgasm, arkham knight gear stays on, reader is a vigilante. a/n at the end :p
the arkham knight’s watched you long enough to know how you operate; your favorite moves, how you approach the enemy, how you talk to the enemy. you’re reckless and actively searching for a thrill out in gotham. and in turn, he gets his fun in tearing you down. the tone you tend to take with him is testy more often than not, and he waits until he’s got one thread of patience before he disarms you of your boldness. then he continues. on from the shield to the armor, then digging into bare skin just to fuck with you. to humble and embarrass you.
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“you think you’re so cute,” he mutters with an agitation about him, gothamite accent still coming out thick through the voice modulator. “you like this shit? me fucking you ‘til this pussy’s all sore?” the look on your face is helpless, tears swelling in your lashes and gasping at the bruising grip on your hips. he’s burying his cock to the hilt and pulling your little sense of decency out with it each thrust, and still, you’ve got the nerve to test just how quickly he’ll break you with a little more incentive.
“I think-“ you start, though you’re temporarily interrupted by your own moan. “I think you like this.” your hand clutches onto any part of his gear when he responds with a harsher fucking, legs trembling and still trying to shit talk him. “just a fucking brute looking for an- mm- an outlet.” the deep laugh that comes from the depths of his throat is threatening, accompanied by a grip on your hair that yanks your head forward.
“look at that,” he orders, chin forced against your chest and making your throat tighten as you mewl. “look who’s leaking all over my cock like a cheap whore instead of patrolling and say that shit again.” and because you like this little game, you do. it’s an attempt to psychoanalyze him, to get in touch with his own self loathing and provoke something deadly.
“always so angry,” you whisper, “don’t know anything other than that.” your words start slurring together, but the somehow condescending tone is still there to tick him off more. now his pace picks up and a gloved hand rudely gropes your chest, almost like a handle as he pistons into you. even through pathetic whimpers, you manage, “I bet this bloodthirsty act is-“
“all you do is bark, huh.”
in a matter of seconds, the brutish tendencies spill. your body’s slammed into the mattress and your head jerks, light stinging in the back of your head suggesting that you’ve hit the headboard. and with the cool steel he’s slipped down your throat, you’re reminded that the blood thirst is a bit more than an act. he does it as if he’s throwing you a bone, pacifying you, the rowdy little thing that just wants something to chew on. it makes you choke with wide eyes, barrel of the gun shoved into your mouth until you feel his finger on the trigger brush your chin.
“i’d shut that damned mouth,” the arkham knight warns, “y’can’t council me with a bullet in your neck, doc.” he’s stopped fucking you to let the silence after a bone chilling realization disturb you, but your body betrays you- you can’t help how you tighten around his cock at the position you’ve put yourself in. it takes everything not to move your hips as you pant over your ruined orgasm, the tingly feeling you get from fucking your boss’s first priority target behind his back. it’s teetering away and replaced with repulsive guilt, but only for a mere moment.
“you’re a fucking joke,” he chastises, “think about it- if I pull off that bloodthirsty act… all it takes is a bang, then you’ll be drownin’ in my color.” he speaks with desire, as if he looks forward to it. the drag he adds to the ‘bang’ is complemented with a rigid scratch in your throat as he pushes it further down, just to hear the sorry gasp of fear you give him. “that turning you on?”
it is. desperately, in fact. such a crude and gory picture’s been painted in your mind, yet he makes it sound so poetic and unique to himself. the imagination can be terribly vivid; so much as a flinch of his finger and the sheets are dowsed in your blood—no, like he said, his color—while you choke on the metallic taste similar to the one sheathed between your lips now. less vividly, but real, you see him, clad in chest plates and thick cargo material, nothing but a digital glitch from the helmet while he’s got you speared on his cock and gagging on his handgun.
“ngh-“ you sputter, spit dribbling around the metal as your dilated pupils are met with a blank red stare. what was intended to be a no is presented as a yes, cunt twitching when he fucks the pistol into your mouth. much to your dismay, he likes the look on your face, and the gun slides out of your mouth after he leaves your pussy aching without an orgasm. deciding against words, you whine, limp on the mattress and easily dragged to the floor on your knees.
he’s yanked on the cute little ponytail you only wear for nightly duties, making you pout. it hurts- but there’s no point in saying that. he knows. that’s the idea; letting you know that you’ve yet to deal with anything near his full potential of brute strength because this is his bare fucking minimum. “I was gonna do this first,” the agitated grin in his voice is evident, smacking the head of his cock on your tongue as your mouth hands agape. “but I thought I was being nice by fucking everything outta that pretty little head.” you’d had half a mind to start sucking at the tip, but he beats you to it by shoving your head down, groaning as you gag against his happy trail. “hell, I’m still being nice- I bet this dick feels way better than a bullet.”
your hands search for abandon before weakly hooking onto his thigh straps, bracing yourself for what anyone could piece together as pleasurable torture. your pretty lashes flutter through your cowl, stained with dark eye make-up and tears. “y’look a lot more pathetic like this, doll- who knew that was possible, huh?” the arkham knight has you utterly broken, and he feels you’re no where near humbled yet. ❧
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a/n ;; woahhhh porn w/ plot who cheered??? this is kinda piggybacking off of this anon I received referring to my first fic for the arkham knight, shout out to that nonnie :). as always rbs and commentary are appreciated, i hope this was up to par, ty for reading <3
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