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taixju · 3 years

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doggy-style

CONTENT WARNING: fluff, smut, hybrid, puppy! itadori x reader, oral (m receiving), vaginal sex, rough sex, bondage, praise kink, unedited

NOTES: hi friends! for the first time, I didn’t struggle writing smut :D this was part of @ultimate-astridwriting collab! i had a lot fo fun writing this and i surprised myself for banging it out this quickly AND it ended up being way longer than i intended. i only recently discovered my secret thirst for itadori and it shows LOL As always, thanks you so much for reading *muah*

@ultimate-astridwriting thank you so much for allowing me to participate in this writing collab and making me feel welcome to the tumblr writing community 💕

Check out the works of the insanely talented writers and artists who participated in the same collab!! Here

“Babe!” Your boyfriend called out.

You stood at the kitchen counter, chopping veggies to toss into the instant curry that was currently heating up on the stove.

“I’m in the kitchen!” you reply.

The both of you had a long week and all you wanted to do was curl up on the couch and enjoy a hot meal with your favorite person.

“Welcome home baby,” you smile upon hearing him enter the room, “Are you hungry? I’m preparing dinner now - it should be ready in about 15.”

“Are you the main course?” he wraps his strong arms around your waist, pulling you into a warm embrace. He gives your body a firm squeeze and snuggles his face into the crook of your neck.

“Yuji,” you whine, “that tickles!”

He chuckles but ignores your protests and slides a daring hand underneath your pink apron to give your nipple a squeeze.

“I’m cooking here!” you scold. You place the knife down to turn around to look up at your boyfriend.

“How do I look?” he grins as he pulls away. A pair of tan pointed ears sit at the top of his head. The sight causes you to giggle.

“What are you supposed to be?”

“A dog,” he pouts, “isn’t that obvious? I went last-minute costume shopping with Fushiguro for the Halloween party this weekend.”

“I guess I can see it,” you tease, “gotta love my golden retriever of a boyfriend.”

You reach up to pluck the fake ears off his head but to the surprise of both of you, they do not slide off with ease causing Itadori to let out a high-pitched yelp. Startled, you retract your hand and quickly apologize.

“That hurt,” he whined.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you rub his head lovingly. This time, you try to remove the headband more gently. It doesn’t budge causing you to gasp.

“Yuji,” you saw slowly, “...did you glue it to your head?”

“What do you mean?” he gives you an incredulous look, “it’s a headband!” He reaches up to give the ears a firm tug and to his horror, they refuse to budge.

“Where the heck did you buy these from?” you cradle his face in your hands to get a better look at the ears. Upon taking a closer look, you see that there is no band. In a perplexed trance, you unconsciously rub where the base of the ears are fused to his head.

“Mhmm,” Itadori whimpers, “Baby, don’t do that.”

He slouches forward, arms caging you between his tall frame and the kitchen counter. His eyes are closed and his brow creased in deep concentration.

When you don’t cease the gentle assault on his ears, you feel the warmth of his breath quicken. The reaction piques your curiosity causing you to pinch the fluffy tufts on his head and in return he grinds the growing bulge in his pants against your thigh. You bite your lip deviously upon realizing that this newfound discovery had your boyfriend like putty in your hands.

“You like that baby?” you tippy-toe to press a kiss to his adam’s apple. You feel it bob as he swallows causing you to giggle.

He grips your forearms firmly, pushing you away. His actions surprise you but you look up at him expectantly. Unarguably, his arousal was evident causing you to smirk as you reach to unbutton his pants. As soon as your fingertips reach the hem of his pants, Itadori grasps both of your wrists, holding them above your head. His sudden roughness causes you to let out a moan.

“Yuji,” you whine, “Let me help you baby.”

You lift your leg up to rub the exposed flesh of your thighs along his. Shackling your wrists in one hand, he grips your thigh in the other stopping it from moving any further. Slowly he trails his hand back up leaving a wake of goosebumps in its trail. Dipping his hand under the flow of your t-shirt, he traces a teasing finger along the hem of your panties. His actions cause your sex to clench, wanting nothing more than to be absolutely filled with his cock.

“Do something,” you complain. He gives you a dark look before bending down, bringing your underwear with him.

“Take these off,” he commands. You step out of the undergarments too quickly, almost tripping, but his strong hands hold you up. Your mind is hazy, clouded with the dripping desire to please your boyfriend.

“Good girl,” he praises. He stands up quickly, not letting go of your wrists. With his other hand, he trails his long fingers along the plump flesh of your lips. Instinctively, your tongue darts out, desperate for skin-to-skin contact.

He clicks his tongue, “You were doing so good baby.”

You look up at him with doe-like eyes, feigning innocence.

“Open,” he demands. His deep voice vibrates all the way down to your sex and you’re quick to follow his directions.

To your surprise, he grips your tongue, pulling it out before shoving three digits to the back of your throat. The action causes you to gag but you take the entirety of them well. Without breaking eye contact, wrap your warm lips around his fingers, making sure they are well coated with your saliva before giving them a firm suck. Itadori can’t help but groan at the lewd sight.

Finally, he releases his hold on your wrists to grab a handful of your hair. He gives it a stinging tug, forcing your head to back to look up at him.

“Open your mouth for me, baby,” he strokes the inside of your mouth, eliciting a moan from you.

You give him one last suck before releasing his fingers with a pop. He retracts his hand, pulling a string of saliva with it. He growls before pinching your cheeks between his thumb and forefinger.

“Wider.”

You are quick to obey his command. He chuckles darkly in approval before shoving your lacy black panties into your awaiting mouth, leaving you gagged.

“Needed to shut up this pretty mouth,” he drawls before lifting the apron and t-shirt above your head. You whimper but hold your arms above your head, waiting to be stripped completely. To your surprise, it doesn’t come. Keeping the shirt at eye level, Itadori reaches behind your head to tie it around your head, blindfolding you.

“Mphhh!” you cry out but your panties drown out your protests.

Sliding the thin straps of your apron up your arms, he stops at your wrists, tying a skillful knot and binding your wrist together. You are left completely handicapped by your boyfriend’s sadistic ministrations. However, you cannot deny how incredibly turned on you are. Although he barely even touched you, you feel a wet warmth pool between your legs, coating the inside of your thighs.

“Look at you,” he cooes before shoving your shoulders down, forcing you to kneel before him,

“You look so pretty for me like this.”

You moan, only wanting to let him know of your desire. He groans causing you to rub your thighs together, craving some sort of friction.

“Ah, ah, ah,” he tuts, before nudging your thighs apart with his foot.

Being blindfolded, tied up, and completely at his mercy has your hearing heightened. The sound of his belt buckle and the unzipping of his pants make your mouth water. Itadori wastes no time and pulls the soaked panty from your mouth. You release a sigh of relief but keep your mouth open, knowing that if you behaved, you’d be rewarded accordingly.

Without any warning, he slaps his hard length along your awaiting tongue and you welcome his administrations greedily. He lets out a guttural groan when you slurp his cock into your mouth and bob your head when you feel his grip tighten in your hair.

“Fuck,” he grunts, “Not so fast or I’ll cum.”

His comment only encourages you to suck harder and faster. You flatten your tongue along the base of his cock and drag it upward teasingly before sinking back down taking him entirely. Contradicting his earlier protest, he begins to desperately grind into your face.

“Oh, baby, you’re drooling everywhere,” he pants.

You grin, emphasizing the slurping sounds eliciting from where the both of you are connected. Your heart swooned at his praises - nothing made you happier than to please the man in front of you.

“Slower princess,” he lets out a breathy chuckle, “I’m not going anywhere.”

You whine and release his cock with a pop. “When are you gonna fuck me?”

He growls.

“Turn over, baby,” Itadori pumps his length with his left hand and grips your arm with the other.

He pulls you up swiftly before forcing you to bend over the counter. The sudden action causes you to groan but it doesn’t stop you from rutting your hips back to grind onto your boyfriends’ exposed cock.

Without warning, he shoves his hot length into your sex causing you to cry out. He stills upon entering and all you can hear his erratic breathing.

“Yuji,” you whine, “Please!”

“ I don’t know what that means, pet.”

You can’t help but giggle at the irony at his words and turn to look at him despite being blindfolded, “Are you sure you should be the one saying that...pet?”

“Heh,” he grinds his hips violently against your own causing you to choke on your laugh, “Are you sure you're in any place to be talking to me like that?”

“You were the one tempting me that slutty look,” you say daringly, “Should I stroke your head ears again?”

“Don’t.”

Thrust.

“Test.”

Thrust.

“Me.”

He grunts and sputters after each pump into your sex.

The naughty thoughts clouding your mind escape your mouth before you can you can process the possible consequences.

“Make me...pup.”

“We can stop right now,” he threatens before stilling his hips completely.

You huff, your stubbornness getting the best of you. But you don’t want him to stop.

“No,” you mumble.

“What was that?” he reassumes his assault on your sex. His sudden and violent thrust upward stretches you to extremities, causing you to cry out.

“I’m sorry!” At this point, you're begging to be fucked. And Itadori knew it.

“What do you want,” you knew he was grinning from ear to ear upon hearing your submission.

“...fuck me,”

He rams his cock, filling you up to the brim until his balls are slapping against your ass. The moans that escape your lips are becoming second nature to you and only edge your boyfriend to thrust into you faster. He reaches up to wrap his hand around your neck, gripping hard to keep you in place. His other hand slides down the arch of your body and nudges itself between your legs. He finds his way to your heat, coating his middle and ring finger before rubbing your clit at a fastened pace.

“Fuck-” you sputter as he continues to ram into you.

“Come on baby,” he coaxes, “Be a good girl and cum for me.”

His words stimulate you further, flinging you into obscurity, while his strong thrusts continue to fuck you into oblivion. Still blindfolded, the pleasure is overwhelming and envelopes your entire existence, making you unable to put your own thoughts into words. His thrusts become sloppy and uneven but he manages to keep his quick pace.

To your right, you hear the forgotten curry begin to bubble over, filling the room with the smell of burning smoke and sex. Unable to form words, the both of you are so close and ignore your ruined dinner.

“Fuckmeharder,” you manage to slur, “pleash-”

The grip on your neck and his fast flicks pushes you off the edge with a leg-shaking orgasm. He bends down further and nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck. You feel his sharp fangs graze a vein before completely sinking in. Your release a harsh scream as you come and despite still being tied up, you desperately reach above your head to touch any part of Itadori that you could. Your fingers graze the tips of his puppy ears and the action causes his hips still. You feel his cock twitch in your sex, emptying out his hot seed into your core. You shiver at the sensation, as you come down from your high.

The only sound that fills the room is the sizzling of the burning curry and both of your uneven breaths. He licks the small wound he inflicted on your neck causing you to groan.

“Yuji,“ you whine, wanting nothing more than for him to release the binds around your eyes and wrists.

He unfastens both, holding you upright so you don’t fall over from exhaustion.

“So the ears,” you begin to turn around.

“-came off,” he states with confusion.

Itadori looks at the headband sitting in his hand incredulously. As mysterious as the object was, the both of you were tired. He tosses the headband into the trash before turning off the stove.

“I liked those,” you jokingly pout. He shakes your head before pinching your cheeks.

“Come on, let’s go to bed,” Your lover picks you up to cradle you into his strong arms and carries your shared bedroom. Little did the both of you know, it wouldn’t be the end of your encounters with the dangerous yet fluffy headpiece.

#itadori yuji #itadori yuji x reader #itadori smut #puppy! itadori #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen smut #InsufferablePanda

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lustforyuu · 3 years

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size kink ft. ushijima KSKSKSKS this is so cliche but this trope always has me going BRRRRR 🤧

note: that gif scares me lmaoooo

warnings: afab!reader, size kink

“a- ah.. too big, toshi.. you’re too big.”

the sounds of your pleads and mewls about his size made ushijima grow with confident. he watched as your little cunt struggled to take his size, he wasn’t even halfway in yet!

“come on, angel. you can take it. weren’t you begging me yesterday to take my cock?”

you adverted your gaze from your boyfriend sheepishly, “y- yeah..” your cheeks heated up at the thought.

“then,” he leaned in and smirked.

“take it all, all eight inches.”

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sukirichi · 3 years

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Kamo Escorts | JJK Collab (OPEN and ACCEPTING!)

Welcome to Kamo Escorts, where pleasure and elegance, dreams and reality, are all attainable at the palm of your hands through a golden coin.

KAMO ESCORTS COLLAB — heavenly pleasure ; a playlist by @fushigurocockslut

banner by @gojos-mochi

Rules in Booking:

Send me a dm/ask regarding your chosen character and the AU

You must be 18 or above to join.

Escorts are NOT the same as prostitutes/hookers. If you have any questions regarding the difference or any clarifications, feel free to ask me about it

Dark Content is accepted and encouraged. Just make sure to tag and note the warnings properly.

Deadline of the Escort Events: up until June 15, 2021 only!

You cannot take the AU for the same character anymore once it’s booked by others already ~

You can write more than one character, but only one work per character only! (You can write for Gojo and Nanami, but only one story for each)

Use the tag #kamoescortcollab and #jujutsuescorts

The list of prompts/pairings down below are just suggestions and ideas! Feel free to send in your own pairing and AU if none of the ideas below are to your liking <3

There’s no minimum word count, but longer stories (1k+) are encouraged and preferred!

Please age up minor characters!

If you need any help with sharing ideas/plot construction, I’m all ears!

Bullet points with no names beside them means they’re free!

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au suggestions!

• “i’m your rival's escort and you kidnapped me...jokes on us cuz my client won’t bail me but i can free myself with my service au”

• “my client is a mafia boss...he wants to extend my service for two more months but his rival booked me next week already”

• “my client is my doctor”

• “my client is my college professor who failed me 💀”

• rival escorts au

• my ex is my escort

• “ive been flirting with you for weeks but then i find you're dating my friend when you show up in a ball but...oh youre an escort?”

• “I was hired to appease my client’s nosey grandparent but now I’ve been written into the will”

• “my ex invited me to their wedding and I wanna upstage them cause it didn’t end well between us”

• more to be added...send prompts/pairings/ideas into my dm’s/asks

KAMO ESCORTS PROUDLY PRESENTS THEIR BEST ESCORTS...

𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

• ceo! gojo x escort reader | @gojos-mochi

• gojo x celebrity reader | @sukirichi

• “I was hired to appease my client’s nosey grandparent but now I’ve been written into the will” | @weakass-penn

𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮

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𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨

• nanami x ceo client reader | @myrandomoc | a night to remember

𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢

• megumi x classmate! Reader + my ex is my escort au | @your-average-weeb-dealer

𝐎𝐤𝐤𝐨𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐘𝐮𝐮𝐭𝐚

• shy! yuuta x femdom! escort reader | @nakachuchu | Room 603

• toji x escort! reader + “my client is a mafia boss...he wants to extend my service for two more months but his rival booked me next week already” | @megumifushi | daddy issues

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• “I was hired to appease my client’s nosey grandparent but now I’ve been written into the will” | @weakass-penn

• officer yuuji x escort reader | @insufferablepanda | white lies

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• escort! mahito x idol! fem reader | @nkogneatho

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taixju · 3 years

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Overheated

CONTENT/WARNING: levi x reader smut, porn without plot, oral sex (f receiving), vaginal sex, shower sex, exhibitionism, unedited

NOTES: not me writing all this smut and realizing I may have an exhibitionism kink 😫 anywayyyys this was fun to write, the perfect trip to the onsen isnt fulfilled unless levi has his way w you 😏 if u read this, thanks for giving pandas brain rot a chance KSKSKSKS

“Aahhhnn” a cry rips out of your mouth

“Shhhh,” your boyfriend coos as he continues to pound into your backside. The hot water sloshes back and forth, entering your sex at every thrust, making you feel bloated. Reaching around with a muscular arm, he grips your tummy, keeping you in place.

“Some-Mmmnph!” You struggle to speak, “- one could - Ngh! - walk in!”

He licks the shell of your ear, trailing his sloppy tongue down the curve of your exposed neck. It causes your insides to clench greedily, sucking in his girthy cock.

“We can give them a show,” he grips your breast firmly, twirling and twisting your hardened nub, “How’s that sound, princess?”

Fucked completely dumb all you can manage is a groan of approval. Although you’d never admit it aloud, the thought of having your boyfriend absolutely wreck you in the outdoor bath where unsuspecting guests could walk in at any given moment left you high with thrill.

“Look how good you're taking me,” he praises, stopping every so often, to spread the sex of your lips to get a better look at his handiwork. The sensation makes you croon your neck, wanting nothing more than to deliver a sloppy kiss.

He shoves you back down roughly, your elbows hitting the hard concrete. The pain instantly makes you groan out but you revel in its stinging pleasure.

“Eyes forward.”

He pulls his cock out and the aching absence makes you whine. Your body withers, trying to twist out of his firm grasp. He tightens his hold and delivers a punishing slap to your fleshy ass.

“I said,” he seethes, “eyes forward.”

You whimper, barely above a whisper, “Yes daddy.”

“...that’a girl,” he rubs your stinking cheek, soothingly.

Slipping a hand under the hot water, he grabs your leg, digging his long fingers into the flesh of your thigh. With a strong tug, he lifts it up and then plunges back into your wanting sex. His thrusts are violent, fucking your cunt raw.

“P-pleas- Nghh-“ he shoves fingers down your throat.

“Keep this pretty mouth shut,” his fingers stretch your mouth, scissoring its gummy walls. His middle finger grazes your uvula making you gag, making you wish it was his cock you were choking on...

“Look at you,” he chuckles darkly, watching your tongue lull out, “didn’t I fuck you hard enough last night?”

He thrusts up harshly, matching its pace with his fingers. Blinded with pleasure, you twirl your tongue around his thick digits before giving them a firm suck. This makes him release a shaky groan,

“Oh baby, just like that.”

Continuing to rut his hips upward, he pulls his fingers out of your mouth. Pop! With his hand still coated with your drool, it dives into the water, to grip your other thigh. With a hard tug and a rut of his hips, he hoists you out of the water, continuing his rampant assault on your cunt.

He lifts you out of the bath with ease, seemingly as though you weighed nothing. With his cock still inside of you, he walks to the open shower area. He takes a seat on the stool and resumes his violent thrusts.

“Look at yourself,” he chastises, “Always so needy, so fucking greedy for my cock.”

He jerks your legs further apart, making your thighs sting deliciously. In the foggy mirror, you eye through heavy lids, as his shaft is completely enveloped by your sex at every plunge.

“L-Levi,” you sputter, “B-baby, p-please it’s too much.”

Ignoring your empty complaint, he releases a leg to tease your clit. Smearing the drool along your soaking entrance, he begins to rub in fast circles. The sudden onslaught pushes you completely over the edge. Your back arches involuntarily, making his cock press against the wall of your stomach. He continues to rub back and forth, making you squeal. Suddenly, you come again, your second orgasm ripping through you violently. Liquid squirts outward, dousing his hand and spraying the foggy mirror in front of you.

“Fuck,” he groans.

Your legs shake uncontrollably when he releases your body from his stronghold. As you struggle to catch your breath, he suddenly shoves you forward. Keeping your face flushed against the tiled wall, he bends down and his face into your soaked cunt.

“N-no baby, please!” You whine and try to shove him away.

His tongue is firm and relentless, not giving way to your protests. You cry out, unable to do anything but scratch at the wall in overstimulated frustration. With his tongue, flat and wide, he laps at your twitching clit eagerly.

Unable to hold your body up, you slump against the wall, his administration's proving to be too much for you. Standing back to his feet, he spits on his pulsating cock, giving it a strong pump before shoving it back into your overstimulated sex.

“Fuck!” You cry out.

This time, his thrusts are rigid and sloppy, indicating that he’s close. Desperate for his touch, you reach back to massage your fingers into his scalp. He groans gripping the back of your neck to bring your lips to his. When he shudders, you grin into the kiss triumphantly.

His cock pulsates a few times, before coating your walls with his hot, sticky seed. The sensation makes you groan and clench around the sensitive head.

When he finishes, Levi pulls away and you groan at the sudden emptiness. When your foot finally meets the ground, your take in the sweet stinging sensation that sweeps across your limb.

Peppering kisses along your shoulder, he rubs his hands lovingly up and down your arms, before pulling you into a warm hug. The both of you sigh with satisfied bliss before rinsing off for the second time

#Levi Ackerman #levi x reader #levi x reader smut #aot smut #levi ackerman #aot imagines #insufferablepanda

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taixju · 3 years

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Swingset

CONTENT/WARNINGS: fluff, smut, exhibitionism, oral (f receiving), unedited

NOTES: First post on this blog. I had fun writing this c:

You walk hand in hand to the nearby park. You shiver from the coldness. He takes notice and stops both of you in the middle of the walkway. You look up at his towering yet nonthreatening frame expectantly.

"Cold?" He asks.

You nod and pull the strings of your hoodie tighter. He smiles and begins to unravel his crimson scarf. His large hand is a sleeve for your wrist, pulling you closer, he wraps the fluffy scarf around the both of you. Still holding your hand, the both of you continue to walk along the path. Eventually, you both come to an empty park. Your eyes fall on an empty swing set and your comment that you haven't been on one of these in forever.

"Really?" He asks. Excitedly, he urges you to take a seat on the swing.

"Come on, I’ll push you!" He smiles then unwraps the scarf from his neck and wraps the rest around you.

The scarf is so big that it almost covers your entire face. You pull it down a little so you can look up at him.

"Cute," he chuckles. He's standing in front of you, holding the chain of your swing so it doesn't move.

You laugh, "Aren't you supposed to push from the back?"

"I won't be able to see you though," he pouts.

“Doesn’t that defeat the purpose of the swing?”

"No," he argues, "if I was pushing from the back, would I be able to do this?

His kiss is sweet and gentle. Chapped yet warm lips mesh with your own and it’s enough to make tiny tickles dance in the pit of your stomach. He wraps a greedy arm around your waist, pulling you closer as if he couldn’t get enough. You moan into the kiss as it becomes more heated and wrap your own arms around his neck.

“Yuji,” you breathe.

He teasingly swipes the tip of his sweet tongue along your bottom lip, erupting a small whine from you. Forgetting that the both of you are in public, he slips a freezing cold hand under your sweater. Nudging the fabric of your bra away, he pinches your nipple causing the bud to harden. A moan escapes your mouth, but you are quick to give him a scolding look. His lips turn into a playful grin and you can’t help but match his twinkling gaze.

“I love you,” he mumbles into the crook of your neck. You run your fingers through his pink locks causing him to hum lovingly.

Standing on your tippy-toes, you stretch to peck him on the lips once again. However, this time, he doesn’t allow you to pull away. You feel a deep chuckle vibrate throughout his toned body and you can’t help but melt into his embrace. His hand slides down the curve of your lower back causing you to arch into him. He grips your supple body firmly and slips a devious hand under the ribbed hem of your skirt. Sliding nimble fingers along your thighs, he pulls at the waistband of your leggings. Briefly, he pulls away from the heated kiss and darts his head side to side, checking the rest of the park for other stragglers. It’s empty.

Before you can protest, he kneels down, pulling the band of your leggings with him. Goosebumps arise along your exposed skin. Ignoring your whines of disapproval, he dips his head between your legs. His strong hands force your legs a good distance apart, causing you to almost lose your balance. Your heavy breaths are the only sounds filling the empty park. His tongue darts out, surprising you and you feel the slick warmth stroke your clothed heat.

“Hold your skirt up, princess,” he mumbles, handing you the end of your skirt. Mewling at his sudden demand, you comply.

“Shhh,” he cooes, “We don’t want a passersby to hear, do we?”

You shake your head swiftly, wanting him to return to his task. He is quick to do so and his assault on your sex causes you to yelp. You cover your mouth, heeding his earlier warning. You feel the wet muscle enter you, eventually establishing a rough pace. His tongue darts in and out furiously, rubbing the bumpy surface of your sex, causing your legs to twitch. He tightens his grip on your thighs, having no trouble holding your body up. Unexpectedly he pulls away, leaving you cold and trembling.

“Take these off,” he commands, tugging at your black lace panties.

You quickly follow his directions, stepping out of the undergarments as he holds them up.

“Good girl,” he praises, pocketing your panties into his front pocket.

You pout, wanting him to continue to grant you pleasure. His playful demeanor returns and he pushes himself back onto his feet.

“Let’s continue our walk like this shall we?” he extends his hand out and you make no hesitation to grab it.

The cold November breeze, tickles the wet lips of your sex. You rub your legs together, trying to relieve the uncomfortable ache.

He tuts, slapping your bare ass.

“Walk.”

Embarrassed, the both of you continue walking, hand in hand, clenching your concealed sweet secret.

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Beyond the Realms of Possibility [ 1 ]

CONTENT/WARNINGS: pirate au, pirate! Levi x reader, blood + violence, pirates, mythical creatures, slow burn, romance, eventual smut

NOTES: hi friends! i had fun writing this - sassy but actually soft levi + timid yet badass when pushed into a corner reader ?? yes pls. 🥺 also like I threw in a lil sinbad reference cause sinbad/pirate Levi is *chefs kiss* (if you know sinbad then you’re an og) as always thanks for reading - if you got past the prologue, thanks for making it here *muah*

[Prologue]

September 1740 | Aboard the Titan

“State your name and business,” a voice calls from behind the wooden door.

“William Knox, sir,” you reply hesitantly. Being in the presence of the Commander made you nervous, even if he was behind a closed door.

Finally, all your efforts led you to this moment; someone who could provide answers to all your questions. The leader of such a grand ship would have to be on par with legends like Blackbeard and Bartholomew.

“Blackbeard was a bloodthirsty pirate,” you recall your fathers eager words, “A cruel and heartless man but nonetheless a legendary explorer. Sailing through the West Indies, he conquered everything in his path, sparing nothing and no one.”

“And The Great Bartholomew,” your father had a tendency to ramble on during bedtime, not that you minded, “taking over 400 prizes during his life of active piracy, it is said he became one of the first Pirate Kings!”

Would the Commander of the Titan be on par with such legendary Pirate Kings? Just as bloodthirsty? Merciless? You twist the straps of your satchel anxiously as you stand outside of the door impatiently; each passing second feeling like forever.

When finally he calls for you to enter, you open the door tentatively. Peering in, your eyes immediately fall to a man who doesn’t acknowledge your presence. The room itself is quieter than the noisy deck. The Commander’s quarters were empty with the exception of a bed and a bookshelf that reminded you of your father’s - filled to the brim with books, scrolls and parchment paper. However, there is one thing you do note - it’s exceptionally cleaner than the rest of the other seen parts of the ship. Walking in with a little more confidence, you close the door behind you.

The man continues to write at his desk, as though you are not even there. To say the least, you were surprised...perhaps even disappointed? The Captain of the ship is nothing like how you imagined. He isn’t rugged, smelly, nor evil-looking in any way. He’s much more cleaner and a lot less taller than what you expected but nonetheless...he’s handsome.

When he finishes his last scribble, grey eyes, sharp as steel, meet yours and slowly drink in your appearance. The man’s piercing stare making you even more nervous. You feel the cold sweat drip down your back, dampening the binds that suffocated your breasts. Suddenly, it felt harder to breathe more than ever.

“Knox, was it?” He places the quill down. Leaning back in his seat, he crosses his arms seemingly disappointed at the sight of you. He looks upset and it makes you fidget.

Clearing your throat, making sure it’s an octave lower before speaking, “Yes, sir.”

“I hear you're good with maps,” he stands, strolling slowly around the desk. His eyes never leave you for a second causing your mouth to dry. On the outside you try to remain calm but your uneasy heart bangs from the inside of your chest, making it even harder to breathe with the constricting binds. At first, all you can manage is a nod but his piercing stare compels you to speak.

“I’d like to be a part of your crew sir,” you say, barely above a whisper. He scoffs. Not the reaction you were expecting.

His dark and cold eyes look at you, clearly unconvinced, “Cut the act.”

His response causes you to freeze. Had he caught on already? Were you too easy to read?

“You’re going to have to do a lot better than that,” he says dryly, before flicking the cap off your head. He’s fast. And before you can react, your long hair falls in curly waves, exposing who you truly are.

“I-...I can explain,” you say, nearly on the brink of tears. Is this where it all ends?

Leaning back on the edge of the desk, he tilts his head to the side, taking in your stuttering form. His lips turn upward slightly before shaking his head, “You’re lucky the crew is too stupid to see through your shitty ensemble.”

It takes a while but then it finally dawns on you that he’s amused. You huff, gathering your hair in its original bun, then finally concealing it under the snug cap.

“You didn’t have to be so rude about it,” you eye him sidedly, “I’m assuming you know why I’m here then. Did Kenny tell you everything?”

Ignoring you, he lifts a small teacup to his lips- slim fingers curve along the rim, careful not to smudge its shiny surface, before finally lifting to his thin lips to take a sip. The fine china contrasts the overall dungy aesthetic of the ship and the sight of the Commander and his delicate cup paints a beautiful composition, a duality that is dangerous, yet alluring.

“Does ignoring when addressed run in the family?” you ask, satire dripping off every word; Your impatient temper getting the best of you. He shoots you a dirty look and immediately you regret ever speaking.

“Don’t lump me together with that shitty man,” he scoffs.

“Isn’t he your uncle?” you ask, confused.

“Unfortunately,” he grunts before walking around to his desk again. After reaching into a drawer, he pulls out an iron key and tosses it over to you. Taken aback, the key bounces up and down against your palm clumsily before you get a firm grasp. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, “Are you really Samuel Reader’s daughter?”

You huff offendedly, “Why does everyone keep asking me that?”

For once his usual bored face has a change of emotion, his lips turning upward in what you would almost call a smile, “He was a great man.”

You roll your eyes, “I keep hearing that too, but trust me when I say it’s hard for me to believe.”

He shakes his head, crossing his arms once again, “Do you know nothing of you father?”

You blink once. Then twice. You were getting tired of people asking you why you knew nothing but insisted on keeping you in the dark.

“That’s kind of the premise of why I am here.”

Commander Levi sighs then gestures to the key in your hand, “Walk to the right and down the hall. The very last door on your left is your quarters. Although it was originally a cupboard, it’s the only room with a lock.”

“Thanks,” you grip it tightly before slipping it into your pocket. You want to ask him more questions but he raises a hand, motioning for you to leave.

“I’ll give you time to settle down,” he repositions himself in his seat, resumming what he was doing before your arrival.

When you leave Commander Levi’s quarters you follow his directions and eventually arrive. You twist the key and the door’s uneven hinges squeak loudly as it opens. There’s nothing but a bed and an empty bucket. You drop your satchel to the ground then flop onto the springy mattress. Moving from one place to another left you feeling exhausted. But after meeting Commander Levi, it finally seemed like you were on your way to uncovering some of your father’s secrets.

Later that evening, a loud banging wakes you from your sleep. You open the door and are surprised to see that it’s Commander Levi. He looks annoyed.

“You sure took your damn time,” he grunts, walking past you, inviting himself into your room.

“Well, come right in, I guess,” you mutter.

Despite the boat’s uneven rocks, he impressively paces back and forth, showing no signs of losing balance. His brow is furrowed, deep in thought. Now and then, he pauses to glance at you, scoffs, then resumes his pacing.

“Is everything alright?” you ask, not knowing if you want to hear his answer. The tension that arrived with the Commander made you nervous.

“The Captain is back,” he states bluntly, “And he is unaware of your...situation. But he thinks you’re some grand navigator - thanks to Oluo running his goddamn mouth - but that means you’ll be put to work a lot earlier than expected.”

“Oluo?” The name sounds familiar as it leaves your lips. Then you remember, “Oh, the man with the fluffy cravat and strange hairdo?”

Taking in the Commander’s appearance, the similarities in their attire dawn on you, making you giggle, “Hey, kind of like yours actually.”

He glares at you.

As usual, he doesn’t answer but shows obvious disdain for your voiced observation, “Can we focus on the bigger picture here? Can or can you not navigate for this ship?”

You’ve never had to work a job before but you were confident in the abilities you had acquired from years of practicing with your father.

“I can,” you say.

“Good,” his shoulders visibly relax at your answer.

In your cramped quarters, he stands close enough so that you manage to get a closer look at him.

Though short in stature, his physique is well-built, you note, after getting small glances of his defined chest through the slit in his linen shirt. Your curious eyes trial up to his narrow face, taking in the faint scar that runs down his right side of his cheek. Whatever monster or person he fought, managed to take a large chunk of flesh and although it was fully healed, you notice the slight cloudiness in his eye. When he speaks, the right side of his face wavers slightly but lacks most movement, making you realize he’s completely unsighted in that one eye. Most people fainted at the sight of his disfigured face, but when you don’t shy away, Levi turns, hiding his scar away from view.

“Come,” he says quietly, “everyone must be eating now.”

Aboard the Titan | The Mess Hall

Trailing behind Commander Levi, he leads you to the lowest level of the ship. It’s darker than other areas and smells heavily of mold and the salty sea. As you approach the double doors that lead to the mess hall, you overhear the muffled yells of the rowdy crew.

Before he opens the door, Levi eyes you cautiously, “Captain Erwin is a very calculating man. Do not waver in his presence- he’s already suspicious.”

You nod, licking your dry lips. However, after meeting Levi, you doubted there would be anyone more intimidating. With an easy shove, he opens the door, generating a deafening silence that falls among the unruly men. The mess hall is small and dimly lit, but manages to fit the entire crew.

Immediately, your eyes are drawn to a tall and muscular blonde who sits in the middle of the largest table- undoubtedly he sticks out from the rest of the crowd. Levi doesn’t greet him but takes the seat next to the unnamed man. Unsure of what to do, you quietly take the empty seat next to Levi.

Once the chatter returns amongst the curious crew, you begin to recognize familiar faces among the boisterous congregation. Eld gives you a small friendly wave before returning to his meal. Farlan, who just so happens to be sitting across from you, twirls his spoon absentmindedly, looking bored. And Oluo. Out of all of the crew, he was the most unwelcoming. Sitting at the otherside of the room, he glares daggers into your skull. It’s a little unnerving but irritates you more than anything.

“William Knox,” the large man next to Levi breaks your silent observations, “I apologize for not being able to welcome you personally but I wasn’t aware that you’d be joining us today.”

“We needed someone to read the maps,” Levi speaks up. He hasn’t touched his food, opting for another cup of tea “You said so yourself.”

“I did, didn't I?” Erwin are eyes calm yet amused, as they dart back and forth between you and Levi. He chuckles.

Levi stares at Erwin, the angry look never leaving.

“In that case, William,” he raises his iron chalice to drink, “I leave you under Commander Levi’s supervision.”

Levi shows visible signs of discontent at Erwin’s proposed arrangement for the both of you, but surprisingly, he doesn’t argue.

“It’s settled then,” Erwin grins, pleased at Levi’s - although very much against his will - complacency, “Welcome to the Titan, Mr. Knox.”

That evening, when everyone else has fallen asleep, you peer out into the dark hallway. When there is no sign of other people, you quietly close the door behind you and make your way up.

When you emerge from below the deck, you aren’t sure if it’s the whipping salty air that steals your breath away or the vast night sky. Never before have you seen the stars like this. Every single one gets a chance to shine and you absolutely revel in each of their performances. You search the sky with wide eyes until finally finding what you were looking for.

Just as your father told you, the Callisto Constellation decorates the left portion of night’s stage. She shimmies her skirt of twinkles, showing off, and living up to the rumors of her breathtaking beauty. Without thinking, you reach up, stretching your fingers, hoping to get a little closer. And as if you were Zeus himself, she draws you in. You lean forward, resting your face on the railing, completely mesmerized.

“What are you doing up so late,” a deep voice startles you out of your trance. When you whip around, you’re relieved to see Commander Levi.

“Don’t fucking scare me like that,” you hold the collar of your shirt, as though to soothe the raise in your heartbeat.

“It’s late,” he states again bluntly.

“Yes I know that,” you roll your eyes. The sarcastic tone clearly dampens his mood.

“You should really smile more, ya know?” you poke his chest, “it would make up for your grumpy personality.”

He snatches your hand roughly, pulling you forward so that you stumble into his hard chest, “Look, even though I know of your circumstances, I’m getting really tired of that mouth of yours.”

Your eyes widen with surprise and dart back and forth between his stern glare and the chilling threats that leave his lips.

“Got it?”

Despite the cold air, his fingers are warm. Your nervous breath fills the cold air and all you can do is nod fervently. When he releases you, his touch still lingers on your skin.

“...I was just admiring the sky,” Still a little spooked, you rub the remnants of his touch away as you turn back towards the dark sea, “I’ve never seen it like this.”

He flicks your forehead - in an almost playful manner, “Some navigator you are.”

You huff offensively and then scoot a few steps away from the taller man to emphasize your irritation.

The sounds of the calm waves splashing against the sides of the ship drowns your salty mood and a comfortable silence falls between the two of you.

Suddenly a crewmember emerges from the floor door and the abrupt outburst makes you jump. He flings half of his body over the railing and vomits. After spewing out all the remnants of his semi digested dinner, he slumps down against the rail drunkily before falling back asleep.

“Disgusting,” the commander comments. Without looking you can already picture his face contorted in utter revulsion and when you turn to see that his face is exactly how you imagined, it makes you stifle a giggle.

“What?” He asks bluntly.

“Nothing,” you quip, before hanging tightly onto the railing while stretching them from side to side.

When the silence overtakes the both of you again, you are the first to break it.

“How did you know my father?” You ask quietly.

For once, he glances up at you, the moon gracefully illuminating his handsome face in its light. The sight is breathtaking.

“Samuel was like a father to me,” he speaks slowly, gauging your relation to every single word, “Everything I am today, I owe it to him.”

“But what about Kenny?” you ask, genuinely curious.

He scoffs.

“He chose to dedicate his every breathing, waking moment to this marauding lifestyle,” breaking eye contact with you, he turns away bitterly, “And, I wasn’t a part of that…”

Your eyes soften at his pained expression. Clearly the relationship between the two was rocky.

Unsure of what to say, you nudge your shoulder playfully against his, attempting to lighten the mood, “Guess we’re two peas in a pod.”

His lips turn downward disapprovingly at the sudden contact, but says nothing to object to it.

“Your father,” he rubs his chin apprehensively before continuing his thought, “Raised me like his own...made me feel like I had a place to belong in this shitty excuse of a world.”

“That sounds like him,” you can’t help but smile, “I just wish he didn’t feel the need to exclude me from this part of his life.”

It was clear that Levi was the only person you could trust on this ship. Placing your head on crossed arms, you angle slightly towards him. With an outstretched hand, you dangle the map your father left you.

“Any idea where this leads?” you ask lazily, seemingly tired of running into dead ends. He shakes his head, causing you to feel lethargic.

Before he can speak, the sound of a splash interrupts your conversation. Levi runs to where the drunken man once stood and peers out into the sea.

“Hey!” He yells, “What the hell are you doing?”

You squint, searching the dark waters until finally your eyes land on the man who fell overboard. You rub your eyes for good measure, to make sure they weren’t playing tricks on you. It wasn’t. The waves seem to form into the shape of a slim arm, wrapping its limb around the man’s neck, pulling him under.

“What in God’s name is that?” Your question comes out barely above a whisper.

Another splash in the opposite direction attracts your attention. It suddenly dawns on you that these men were jumping into the water.

Levi is quick to act. Running swiftly across the deck, he grabs onto a dangling rope hanging from the masts. He pulls out a pistol, shooting the knot that kept it in place. You watch with wondrous eyes as the connecting weight falls instantly, yanking Levi up into the dark sky.

The rope swings around the mast, out towards the open sea. Using his upper body strength, Levi propels himself forward, reaching down just in time to grab his drowning mate, before oscillating back towards the ship.

He lands back onto the deck unscathed, taking no time to regain his footing. Although a little damp from the spraying waves, he returned in one piece. He drops the sputtering man to the ground.

“What the hell were you thinking,” he yells, delivering a punishing kick to the sputtering man. The man ignores his commander, crawling back towards the edge of the ship, looking desperate to get back out to the sea.

With both of them back on board safely, you squint out into the darkness.The water juts out and just for a brief moment you are able to make out its shape. The water bows deliciously in all the right places, looking plump, and accentuating all the cures of what looks to be a beautiful woman. Her hair flows elegantly behind her as she dips back to the sea, dissolving into the water. And out of the blue, she begins to sing her mesmerizing melody.

You squat down to stop the man from crawling back to the siren’s beckoning call. Glancing up towards your Commander, you begin to panic when you realize that Levi is not immune to its calls. Looking absolutely livid, he smashes his ears with flattened palms. Quickly analyzing the situation, he flings an unsheathed dagger, piercing it perfectly into the wooden deck near the whimpering crewmate.

“Keep him here,” Levi growls out before dashing towards the rear end of the ship. He disappears into the now growing crowd of crew members, leaving you unsure of what to do.

Thinking fast, you drag the heavy man towards the center of the ship. Along the way you grab any spare rope that you can find and do your best to tie him to the large mast. After securing a tight knot, you look up and realize hoards of men are reaching outwards, trying their best to propel themselves off board.

Panicked, you look around for Commander Levi but soon realize it was up to you to save the rest of the crew. Acting without much thought, you scramble towards the thick rings of ropes that hang off large hooks on the side of the deck. Without any hesitation, you snatch it and tug it loose from the binds. Once free, you dart along the edges of the ship, making sure to surround each member inside your snare. Using all of your body weight, you yank the rope, finding yourself in a tug-of-war with the group of loopy men.

Unable to overpower them, your eyes dart around the ship, hoping to find something that would help you.

Until, an idea pops into your head. It’s crazy, your inner voice quips. Ignoring it, your body moves with speed. You link the rope in hand to the ones connected with the second sail. When it’s securely fastened, you slice the knots that keep the foremast in its place. The large wooden sail swings out towards the side, sending all the men flying backwards, knocking each other unconscious. Taking a chance, you run around the men in circles, wrangling them together in a messy bind.

You step back and wipe the ocean spray from your eyes to look at your handiwork. Once you deem them to be immobile, a scream catches your attention. The alarming sound comes from out at sea. That wasn’t good.

Gripping tightly to the sides, you look out trying to make out any drowning figures. And then finally, you see him. Oluo bobs up and down, reaching outward to the alluring siren, swallowing sea water in a drunken state. Cursing, you knew there was only one way you were going to reach him. Darting to where Levi once stood, you grip the brim tightly.

Replaying Levi’s movements in your head, you wrap the cords around your hand several times. Your heart was beating fast against your chest, making your blood run cold with adrenaline. The spray makes it hard to process your thoughts, but it is now or never. If you took anymore time to think, Oluo was going to die.

Taking a deep breath to steel your nerves, you take the chance and slice.

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