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p0ssywhippedcream · 1 year
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Could you possibly do a canon Captain Levi Ackerman x cadet reader enemies to lovers fic please?? Preferably where the reader is injured and her Captain has to look after her. Plenty of the feels would be appreciated haha. I love your writing btw :)
Hi lovebug! Id love to, thank you so much <3
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“How could you be so foolish?” Levi berates you, his tone completely opposite his gentle hands as they bandage your arm.
“I mean I told you how dangerous the mission was, you knew how dangerous it was! And you went on your own anyway?”
You’d given up explaining your behavior at this point, resolving to keep your eyes glued to the hole in the floorboards.
“Y/n,” He sighs, “You could’ve jeopardized our entire mission. You need to be more careful with these things.”
You nod pathetically. There’s silence for a moment as your heart aches. If you’d ever had a chance of him returning your feelings, that had been kicked out and spat on.
“Thank you.” You offer.
His hands pause as his eyes search your face. You mean it, you’re a terrible liar.
“You’re welcome.” He resumes wrapping the bandage until it’s tight then secures it.
“Do you ever-” You stop and make a face.
“Do I ever what, cadet?”
“Do you ever look at the stars?”
You’ve caught him off guard, his face shifts for just a moment before recovering it’s facade.
“Sure. Why?”
You shrug and poke at your arm.
“I don’t know. Sometimes I wonder if this is all it is to it.”
Levi gets what you mean, but he ignores that familiar feeling.
“Do you have any other injuries?”
You pull up your shirt slowly to reveal a nasty gash on your stomach, hissing through your teeth as the cold air hits it. He pretends to be unaffected but his nose wrinkles in sympathy.
After a second of him cleaning a wound, he replies to your earlier statement.
“I do too. Sometimes.”
You look up at his face, horribly hardened and focused on only looking at your torso. Then you laugh and shake your head.
“Feels like a bad joke, doesn’t it? Of all the cards we could’ve been dealt, we get this hand.”
He agrees and wonders for a second what made you so hurt all the time. He’ll never admit it, but your strength in the face of life is admirable. The fact that you still hold onto yourself even through all the pain is impressive.
“Someday,” You continue, “Someday, I’ll have a daughter and by the time she’s my age, the world will have given her every good thing she wants. And she’ll be the happiest woman you’ve ever seen. One of those girls who carries flowers in her pockets everywhere and laughs a little too loud in pubs. She’ll be good.”
You sound like you’re talking about the past, reminiscing on something you’ve lost yourself. Levi considers that you might be talking about yourself, he wished he could have known you when you gave out flowers. He’d like to have had one from you.
“If she’s as reckless as her mother, she’ll be dead before she can do all that.”
You snort and wince when you remember your pain.
“She’ll be smarter than i’ll ever be. She’ll have a really smart father.”
He notices the way you look at him and crushes the thought of looking back at you.
“She ought to. She needs someone with sense in her life.”
“He has enough sense to make up for my lack.”
Levi’s eyes find yours for the first time tonight and he sees a future in them. A beautiful future he wants to be apart of. He could get lost in there and never return.
“Does he?” His heart skips a beat.
“He does. Smartest man I know.” You agree with shining pupils.
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aroacehanzawa · 4 months
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bsd good timeline (asagiri put hermann hesse in there)
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formulaonedirection · 2 months
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I'm v late I hope you had a great time at the Eras Tour!!
Well.........I'm........going again this Saturday so you're not late at all!
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mull3ts · 9 months
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hey pookies
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jennifersbod · 5 months
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it’s time for financially irresponsible decisions 💅
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handweavers · 11 months
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instead of my dad flying with me back home in april he waited until i came back to canada in june to be like 'ok I want to go home now' (because he's getting evicted from his apartment so if he doesn't go back to msia asap he'll be houseless, and he already knew he was getting evicted before i left in april so he SHOULD HAVE come with me then esp because my flight ticket cost was covered by my grant but he didn't because hes insane) so now i'm going BACK to msia again in august because he needs a caretaker in order to fly and i'm the only one who both can and will do it, and then i have to return to canada a few weeks later because my fall uni semester starts in sept. dude
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hawkeyedflame · 11 months
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sleepiest-token · 6 months
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gonna attempt to buy concert tickets tomorrow which means i won't get any sleep tonight because ✨anxiety✨ why am i like this ughhhh
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ocdhuacheng · 11 days
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I love my parents like I get this is because they’re worried about me but they’re so annoying. They’re saying they’re not gonna let me drive from Long Island to Cincinnati EVEN THOUGH
1) who the fuck do they think they are to talk, my dad drove NON STOP from Wyoming to Pennsylvania when he was in college and they’re bitching about me driving less than half that distance? At least I know when to pull over and take a nap when I’m feeling tired Jesus fucking Christ.
And 2) they let my brother drive ALL THE WAY TO THE GRAND CANYON AND BACK. And I can’t even go to CINCINNATI??? Are you fucking kidding me?????
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coffeeworldsasaki · 1 month
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I'm being very normal and looking at what people sell on Instagram obsessively and someone published today the patterns of something I was able to do easily when I was 14.... And already sold enough to make 600€. I'm going to scream
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me every time excitable is played live
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p0ssywhippedcream · 2 years
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LITERALLY TIE L UP AND OVER STIMULATE HIM
very intense but yes sergant 🫡
Here’s ya root beer, sugar cakes, enjoy tha party 🍺🍨
L doesn’t do well with loss of control, especially when it leaves him completely vulnerable. So even if he trusts you with his life, he’s not so sure if he trusts you with his dick right now with the way you’re eyeing it.
You’re on top of him, sitting pretty on his thighs in your underwear and you have your bottom lip pulled between your teeth as you grasp his cock. He jolts but can’t really do anything with his limbs being confiscated. You send a evil look to his face and gently pump it between your fingers.
He wonders why he agreed to this, maybe it was because he had just cum when he did and wasn’t thinking clearly. His worries increase as he feels how intense your touch is when it’s barely even there.
“Y/n, must we do this?”
You frown slightly and loosen your grip but don’t let go.
“I bought nice rope just for this reason, Baby. Do you want to stop?”
L considers the question.
“Well…no, but I haven’t done this before. It feels strange.”
You giggle and resume dragging your fist up and down his cock.
“You’re just a control freak, you don’t like being completely naked like this.”
L’s breath catches in his throat when you pick up the pace, squeezing harder at the tip and watching the pre ooze out. You slowly shuffle backwards so your face can be at level with his cock then you kitten-lick the angry tip.
Your tongue gently traces the outline of it, finding veins and getting distracted too. Then your mouth envelopes his cock, the roof of it rubbing against the tip and making L choke.
Your eyes shoot up to his face as you bob your head, allowing your lips to flow with your hand. L looks away, up at the ceiling and tries to think of something boring. He thinks of a case, triple-burglary with four hostages and- oh god, you feel so fucking good.
It feels like way too much but he just tell you that, he can’t tell you that your mouth barely sucking on the tip has him that close already. Maybe it’s because he’d already come before this or maybe it’s because you look so pretty in between his thighs or maybe it’s the vulnerability of the situation that’s making his head all fuzzy.
Either way, when you remove your hand and suddenly swallow him down to the brim, he does something he’ll forever be ashamed of. He cums. You’ve hardly been sucking him off for a few minutes and yet he’s already spilling into your mouth with a high groan and a deep thrust.
He expects your shit-eating grin after you present your tongue and swallow but he doesn’t see that. Instead, he feels you still sucking him, mouth tightly wrapped around the sensitive thing as he sputters.
“Y/n, fuck! You can stop now.” He almost adds a please and holds himself back when you drag your lips all the way to the tip, drinking all his cum up into your mouth then wiggling your tongue in the slit.
You pull away finally, with only one thing to say.
“I don’t know if it was the bondage that made you cum so quick or not but either way, we’re keeping the rope for next time.”
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eli-writes-sometimes · 7 months
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OC-Tober Day 2
I'm doing @icannotreadcursive's oc-tober prompt list (which you can find here), and today's prompt was:
Getting ready for a formal event
So here's Luke and Harper, from Superlosers, getting ready for their university's end-of-year party!
He had been looking forward to it for weeks, and it was finally here. He had been told that the end-of-year party at the university was legendary, both from testimonials on social media and from his older brother, who had seen 5 of them during his course four years before.
A 24-hour long party at whatever the largest venue that the student council could hire, and whoever lasted the longest was treated like royalty, and could wear their victory like a badge of honour for the next month, or as long as anyone still cared about it.
Being Luke's first year, he had never experienced it before, and he was planning to make the most of it.
"Right, what are you planning to wear?"
Harper was lying on his bed, playing with her hair as she stared at him examining his wardrobe.
"Do I need a plan? I was hoping to just throw on whatever I could find on the night" "Are you joking?" She got up, moving over to him and pushed him away, inspecting the meagre contents of his wardrobe. "This is only the biggest party in the city! Everyone is going to be there, and we're not going to be any different! We have to look good, all right?" "Yeah, yeah, I get it. My wardrobe isn't exactly stocked for a fancy event, I don't know if you can tell."
Luke flicked through the hanging clothes, looking past his vast collection of band t-shirts and cargo trousers, trying to find something that he could wear.
"You're the fashion expert, right? Have you got any advice?" "Right, is there any way that you could acquire a suit in the next 24 hours?"
Luke glared at her, and she held up her hands in a surrender.
"Right. I'll improvise then." "What's that supposed to mean?" Luke asked, but his question was ignored as Harper disappeared out of the room, walking towards her own with a purpose one would associate with a warrior marching to a holy war.
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Half an hour and a long car ride later, Harper returned, running back into Luke's room brandishing a large black bag.
"What the hell have you got there?" Luke asked, taking off his headphones as she entered, gently slamming the door behind her. "Your outfit! I saw you had some black cargo trousers, so those were fine, and I managed to liberate these from my parent's house for your upper layer!" "Can I ask what these are?" He said, his voice only slightly betraying his nervousness. "Well, you know how I went to that girl's school from when I was in year 10? They had black uniforms, right? Well, I thought I could repurpose it!" She was grinning now, and Luke sighed, holding up his hands and trying to get a sense of what she was talking about. "Hold on, hold on. Are you saying that you want me to go to this formal attire event wearing your old school uniform?" "Yeah! Doesn't it look good?" She pulled the black blazer out from the bag, holding it up with a huge smile on her face. She didn't seem to notice the fact that the school's logo was still very obviously embroidered on the lapel of the blazer, "And you see no problems with this?" "Of course not!" "What about the logo though?" Luke pointed at it, a small golden tree growing out from the school's initials. "What about it? I was planning to go at it with a seam ripper, when I'm done it'll be like it was never there!"
Luke couldn't stop himself from grinning, swept along by his girlfriend's intense enthusiasm. She was clearly a textiles student, and she clearly loved her craft.
"You know what? I can't believe you're willing to go this far just for an outfit for a freaking last-day-of-exams party" "Why wouldn't I be? It's a big one! Both our first party as students here and our first year together! It's a big event. of course I'm going to put a lot of effort into it! Plus, we need to look goo stumbling out of there at 11 Sunday morning." "I guess you're right. Well then, show me the seam ripper!"
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Turns out, Harper had also "liberated" a white shirt from her dad's wardrobe, and managed to make Luke look like he actually belonged in the formal setting that was going to devolve oh so quickly.
"Look at that. A vision." She said as she looked him up and down. "I wouldn't go that far, but I appreciate it." He said, grinning. "You're so modest." "Of course, I'm obviously the most modest person ever"
The two of them dissolved into fits of laughter, before returning to planning what they were sure was going to be the best night of their lives so far.
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binch-i-might-be · 1 year
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the feminine urge to buy cheap train tickets and fuck off to somewhere else
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paperconsumption · 5 months
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today i’m spending some time with my beautiful beautiful parking tickets
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zeawesomebirdie · 6 months
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Finally feeling better enough to read things that aren't fic or comics, and immediately using that ability to research horse stuff for a different fic >:)
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