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#bc she needed him to join the Titans (what the FUCK Raven)
umbrellacam · 1 year
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Hm, so I read more DC comics than I thought in the last year.
~126 issues of pre-Flashpoint material and ~50 issues of more current stuff in Rebirth and Infinite Frontier, if I’m tracking right.
It just feels like I’m not getting anywhere because I haven’t gotten to my bb Tim yet in pre-Flashpoint 🥲 sob I want Timmyyyyy
like I’m all the way through Robin!Jason (setting aside most of his pre-Crisis stuff) and some of the aftermath of his death with Bruce, but now I definitely have to backtrack through the ~50-ish issues of NTT I’ve been putting off for Dick’s development and transition to Nightwing before he hits Jason’s death and Batman: Year Three
and THEN I get Timmy and Dick & Tim goodness
Curse youuuu, delayed gratification! *shakes fist at the sky*
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lacheri · 3 years
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Hey congrats on your followers and um ily and I saw the request kinda thingy so I’ll chip in as well. Pisces, INFJ-A personality, she/her. I’d like it to be about Levi, nsfw and canon. I know it’s quite a stretch but even tho it’s nsfw maybe it can also be sth angsty with comfort at the end?? Like maybe they fought or sth bc of jealousy idk and then it gets sweet?? :( Idk if I’m making any sense but I trust u with this one cuz you’re amazing
thank u sm this was so sweet 🥰 I hope u enjoy nonnie! bout to write toxic!levi in this bih
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Knight of Cups: when this knight is upright in a reading, he’s in touch with his emotions, he’s charming and charismatic, in love with all things beautiful. however, when reversed, the knight is moody and jealous with an overactive imagination. knights represent action in the tarot, and we all know the saying that actions speak louder than words.
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mount everest - labrinth. "You could touch the sky, but you ain't got shit on me, 'cause I'm on top of the world."
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warnings/content: Levi is toxic and jealous and slightly ooc, face fucking, mentions of penetrative sex, minors DNI.
Levi was convinced he was going to kill someone, namely, the drunken captain who was swaying just a little bit too close to you. After a successful mission beyond Wall Rose to scope out just how bad Wall Maria had been invaded by titans, Levi had joined his fellow comrades for dinner and drinks. The squads made it out with thankfully no casualties, a rare event that was cause enough for celebration. The headquarter’s dining hall was swarmed with military bodies, some new faces Levi hadn’t even seen before. Some were even calling this a party, believe it or not, getting plastered off their asses on wine.
When the captain had finally yanked your form away from the staggering man, his disgusting hands splayed across your waist, your eyes were wide open in appreciation to your savior. The unfamiliar captain had gritted his teeth, taking a swig of his personal bottle of wine, leering dangerously close to Levi’s face.
“Whaddya’ doing with my bitch, shorty?”
The crack of the man’s skull against the harsh floor was deafening, all chatter surrounding silenced in horror as blood splattered everywhere. Levi’s fist ached, knuckles already bruising, and your jaw was practically hanging on the ground in shock.
“You motherfucker!” the man spat a tooth out, hand nursing his bloody broken nose. “I’ll fucking kill you!”
“Sir, you can’t,” one of the man’s cadets, a young man with a bowl cut, quickly rushed to his aid, circling his palms around his biceps to bring him to his feet. “That’s Captain Levi, humanity’s strongest.”
Levi didn’t stick around for the rest of the conversation, uninterested in hearing the drunken captain’s slurring of threats. Levi’s grip was tight around your forearm as he escorted you out of the hall, various soldiers side-stepping out of the way to allow the fuming captain a clear path.
The door of Levi’s office slammed as he barked out, “What the fuck was that?”
You frowned, feeling a rush of anxiety fill your chest, “I was trying to get away from that man! He kept talking to me though, I didn’t want to be rude to one of the captains, sir.”
Levi’s fist came thundering down to the top of his desk, “Not hard enough!”
You blinked several times, finally catching on as you realized that Levi was jealous, “I wasn’t flirting with that guy!”
“Sure looked like you were to me,” he spat, teeth grinding together. “Wouldn’t you just love for that old man to take you to bed?”
“He wouldn’t be the first one,” the words left your lips before you could bite your sharp tongue.
Levi whipped his head towards you, bewilderment in his eyes, “Excuse me?”
“He wouldn’t be the first old man I fucked, sir,” you decided to clarify angrily, mentally digging yourself into your own grave.
Levi came barrelling towards you, gripping your chin and cheeks in one hand while his other pushed your back into his door, “First, you flirt with that disgusting excuse of a man, and now, you’re insulting me?”
You didn’t dare make a move, stubborn in your words as you felt desire flutter in your abdomen, “Did I stutter, Captain?”
He began to chuckle darkly, not a hint of amusement on his expression, “Get on your knees, since you’ve forgotten how good this old man fucks you.”
Before you could even will a muscle to follow his instructions, your pussy fluttering at his harsh tone, Levi was grabbing the back of your hair and forcing you down to the floor. His hand weaved into your hair while the other worked on the belt loops of his pants. His cock fell out of the waistband as it loosened, your own fingers coming up to pull the material down to his thick thighs. He was half hard, still well endowed, and you could feel the drool start to pool under your tongue.
He grabbed the base of his length, guiding himself to your wet pout as you licked your lips in anticipation. Had he not been so angry, Levi would’ve kissed you gently, working his own mouth and hands to satisfy your body before chasing his own pleasure. Not tonight, though, he was going to show you that you belonged to no one other than him, humanity’s strongest.
Levi showed absolutely no mercy, your scalp burning as he held your hair in a tight vice as he thrusted his hips deep into your wet mouth. He let out a deep groan upon hitting the back of your throat, feeling you gag around him due to not being allowed time to prepare yourself to deep throat the large length of the man. You sucked in air hard through your nostrils, brain turning to mush as your cunt clenched around nothing. You were so turned on right now, your panties dampening further as his hardening cock began sliding down your throat.
He brought his other hand to your shoulder, steadying himself and holding you still as he rocked back and forth on his feet, swearing profanities and curses. You kept your eyes on his the entire time, allowing the fat tears to roll down your cheeks unashamed. You knew better than to look away, and honestly, you really didn’t want to, Levi looked divine as he fucked your face.
Globs of spit trailed down your chin and throat, Levi pumping his throbbing cock in and out of your slobbering lips at a fastening pace. Your fingers twitched at your sides, wanting so badly to unfasten your own belt and rub your clit to the sight. Again, you knew better, and kept your hands at your side, awaiting Levi to release his frustrations onto you.
“Don’t you ever let another man’s hands fucking touch you, that’s an order,” his fat tip slammed into the back of your throat, a hard and verbal gag vibrated out of your lips, spit bubbling along the edges. “I swear, I’d fucking kill the man who ever dared to take you away from me.”
You were almost sobbing in desperation, your panties soaked thoroughly by now. Part of you wanted to pull away, grab Levi and gently kiss away his insecurities. There would never be another man that would hold your affection, it was only for your him, you’d promise him genuinely, leading the raven haired man to the bed for you to ride him into oblivion.
However, the rest of you urged yourself on in triumph as you rolled your tongue against the underside of his dick, feeling a thick pulsing vein against your tastebuds. Levi roared with a moan, his thumbs swiping softly under your eyes to wipe away your streaming tears.
“I’m gonna’ fucking cum,” his thrusts fastened, his fingers hooking into your hairline. You couldn’t take it anymore, unbuttoning your pants and ridding yourself of your belt noisily as your index finger made a hasty retreat into your sopping panties. “Fuck, yeah, touch yourself.”
You moaned as you finally began to relieve yourself, your slick lubing your finger as you circled fast patterns on your aching clit. You were feeling dizzy from all the stimulation, Levi fucking you stupid without even entering your center where you needed him most. You could envision his dick slamming into your core over and over as his hip movements became irregular. You felt jealous as his load finally busted deep in your throat, rather than deep within your womb, holding your face flush to his pelvis as his legs trembled, knees threatening to buckle. Levi was cussing vehemently, face scrunched together tightly as his cock pumped against your tongue, emptying every last bit of cum. You plunged your middle finger into your hole then, moaning and creating vibrations against his length, Levi hissing out in pleasure.
You swallowed the salty substance, not even tasting a drop from his tip being shoved past your tongue. He pulled his hips back as the last waves of his orgasm rocked through him, allowing you to finally take in some much needed breaths. His hard grip on your skull softened, his thumbs brushing against your temples in appreciation.
His softening dick fell from your lips with a pop as he whispered, “I’d strike down anyone who ever came between us. I’m humanity’s fucking strongest, I’ll never let it fucking happen.”
When Levi regained his erection after a few moments, he was pinning you to his bed, the two of you fully naked and exposed. He’d show you in all the ways he could that he deserved the heavy weight of his title as he pounded into your body. You mewled reassurances and sweet nothings into his ear as he brought you so high up in pleasure, his thumb working your clit. He held you close as he climaxed for the second time, kissing sweetly all over any exposed skin he could reach. He’d never say the words out loud, but humanity’s strongest had a weakness, you.
Still, Levi felt like he could conquer fucking anything as he brought you to your own high, your eyes rolled deep into the back of your skull. Levi kissed you deeply as he finished marking his claim to your exhausted body, head filled with nothing but love and adoration for you. You murmured you had loved him, and he had placed a tender kiss to your forehead as you drifted off.
Levi loved you too, but he’d never find the words to say it.
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dyketectivecomics · 5 years
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{{ Night Force kids learning each others' backstories! Angsty awkwardness! Everyone Coping Together!
this actually….. isn’t all that angsty i think haha. mostly because as Emo™ as these kids are, they’re also definitely gonna be Supportive of each other. except for zach, bc he’s still got some Things to work out, but they’ll bring him along anyways lmao
The scene was becoming oddly familiar to Raven, as she looked around the campfire. Just like with her friends before, so many months ago on that beach, the Night Force was gathered in a secluded section of a California State Park, swapping stories and sharing snacks as the moon began her ascent into the sky. The redwoods stood like sentinels, keeping careful watch on the teen mystics.
Which was probably true in a more literal sense, considering it was Swamp Thing who brought them on this field trip away from the House of Mystery, in the first place. If Raven had learned anything from the Guardian of the Green, it was that he was never more than a whisper away.
He’d left them alone, to set up camp for the night and to start their bonding experience. Which, thus far, mostly meant venting about various frustrations and consuming more s'mores than probably was healthy.
“-That’s why it sucks that I can’t really talk with him about any of this,” Alice sighed, nearing the end of her own, rambling tirade. “Dibny’s been like- I don’t know? Kind of like a dad. And my own dad was, like, okay and everything but-”
“Sometimes dads suck?” Traci smiled knowingly while fixing another marshmallow onto a stick, “You’re preaching to the choir here, sis.” She bumped shoulders with Raven before sticking the treat directly into the flames. “But I think Raven’s got all of us beat by a landslide. Don’t ya, Rae?”
“Dads… suck,” Raven nodded decisively in affirmation, hugging her knees a little closer to her body as a breeze blew through. “But if I have learned anything from the Titans, it is that we can choose not only who we call our friends, but who we call family as well.”
“Yeah, well. Some of us are still trying to figure out how to get out of our oh-so-famous cousin’s shadows, thank you very much,” Zach pouted. Klarion silently offered him a marshmallow for his trouble, only for the teen magician to bat it away. The witch-boy gave him a glare and Teekl pounced on the treat, playing with it as it stickily picked up leaves and dirt. “Just because you’re trying not to let them define you, doesn’t mean that you’re free from it,” he said, rather conclusively as he leaned back onto his hands.
“On that, we may have some agreement, barf boy,” Traci laughed. Her marshmallow was now pitch-black, a perfect s'more in the making. “At least your family can give you, like, actual support with your magic. Having a professional skeptic for a dad? Not so great for my whole magic thing.”
“Alright, I’ve had more than enough of this,” Klarion huffed in annoyance, “Parents suck, we all have our struggles with magic, etcetera, etcetera. Let’s not forget the real reason why we’re here.”
“To bond like ‘normal teenagers’?” Alice guessed.
“To learn something new about nature?” Traci said between a mouthful of s'more.
“To test my patience?” Zach snorted.
“Kind of. Probably. And… no, absolutely not,” the witch-boy shook his head in disappointment, “We’re here to have fun. And our final missing cliche for this camping trip- drum roll please?” He tapped his hands against his lap, waiting for most of them to half-heartedly humor him by joining, before making his announcement. “What we need… are some good ol’ fashioned ghost stories! So, who’s going to start?”
“Ghost stories? What are you? Ten?” Zach snickered before each of the teen mystics began throwing marshmallows at him. “Hey! Cut it out!”
“I elect Moody Marshmallow Man to be the first,” Raven declared, “As penance, for his poor attitude and teamwork skills… Or, something like that.”
“Hear, hear!” “Abso-fucking-lutely!” “That’s perfect!”
The teens laughed as the magician pouted, arguing back that he didn’t have any ghost stories to tell. But his peers would hear nothing of it.
And Raven found herself smiling fondly as she took another glance around that campfire again. Yes, the scene was familiar, and comforting in that familiarity. And knowing how far they’d come in these past three weeks together, had her only wondering just how much further they were going to go.
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