#he hangs out with fennec and they go out and shoot cans together

[cherryblossomriot]

i had a dream the other day that was basically a dinluke cowboy au and it has been HAUNTING me, so just allow me to deposit it upon you like my subconscious drop kicked it onto me:

Luke is a disabled veteran who has returned from war one hand lighter and several scars heavier. When he returns, his family, who are heavily involved in the politics/military of this fictional land, don’t understand his now jaded and melancholic view of both the world, but also the ideologies that they so strongly believe in, leading him to constantly feel like an outcast even among the people that he so dearly loves. They’re all passionate and strong-willed, but they still don’t understand, not his struggles with mental health or his new perspective, and it just makes things worse and worse and worse. Anakin is a general, and though he’s seen the gruesomeness of war firsthand, he’s also become desensitized to it and has anger-management issues, so he often almost finds a sort of refuge within the chaos of battle, so he clearly cannot even fathom the emotions and trauma that Luke is trying to sort through, much less know how to deal with them properly. Padme is a senator and cares deeply about the crimes and seemingly senseless violence occurring during the war, but she’s also a politician and knows how to play the long game, so when Luke comes to her, he leaves feeling misunderstood and pushed aside. Leia is the only one who seemingly understands, as the pair of them have a deep, intrinsic bond, but she doesn’t fully grasp Luke’s moods and doesn’t handle his breakdowns and flashbacks well. So everyone feels a little upset, a little unsettled, and a lot like they don’t understand why and how Luke has changed, which leads to Luke feeling more and more out of place within his own family. The war ends relatively soon after Luke’s return, which leads to parades which leads to awards which leads to balls and banquets, all of which Luke is forced to attend, his heart dragging but his head held high, because he’s an Amidala-Skywalker goddammit, and we have a certain responsibility and image to maintain to the public and everyone who endured so much. So Luke has to sit there through awards and boasts of glory and mentions of battle scars and it goes on and on and on, and he has to smile and bear it and accept the medal that they’re giving him because he did such a great service to his country and-he has a panic attack. A nasty one that leads to him having to flee from a ballroom, and outside to the gardens. Once he’s there, he realizes that he doesn’t want to go back in. At all. So he runs away. He just picks a direction and goes, stealing a car on the way (this is a modern au but also fictional countries because I don’t want to get into real politics, hooo boy no siree). In the middle of nowhere, he gets caught in a storm and basically crashes his car and passes out. 

But when he wakes up! That’s when the fun begins. 

He’s in this cozy sort of bedroom, and this hot guy is fast asleep in the chair beside his bed, and is that a little kid in his lap? Anyway, the hot guy wakes up, introduces himself as Din Djarin in the softest, most attractive voice Luke has ever heard with his own two ears, and doesn’t ask him where he’s from or what he was doing driving in the middle of bumfuck nowhere at 3 in the morning, so Luke is obligated to have a lil crush on him, even though he’s not sure about the kid. So he asks, and Din introduces him to his son Grogu, who waves at him and signs hello, because, as Din explains, he doesn’t speak much, and the foster system wasn’t too kind to him, so he’s got a little bit of trauma to work through. And Luke just, instantly falls in love with this soft dad and his cute little son who can shift his features from the biggest, most pleading puppy eyes ever to the face of a demented gremlin who will try to eat the frog he caught in the backyard, no matter how slimy it is, or how hard it tries to wriggle out of his hands. Din tells Luke that he can stay for however long he needs, because Luke’s kinda injured from his accident, and anyway, once he’s healed up, they always could use another hand on the farm. So Luke stays, and he meets all of Din’s other farm hands (and shitty friends). There’s Boba, who doesn’t talk much, but when he does it’s always something slightly ominous and menacing, and Luke thinks that his name sounds familiar...hey wasn’t he on the news for robbing a couple banks a few years back?...no, surely not..., Fennec, who speaks even less than Boba, and manages to be far, far more intimidating, but also helps Luke with his prosthetic and gives him fun little tips that always sound more like she’s cut off a lot more limbs than she’s lost. Cara Dune (who is not gina carano but i digress) is also there, and she’s just constantly a harbinger of chaos, but will babysit Grogu whenever Din wants to brood and stare longingly into the distance (or at Luke who’s also brooding as the sun sets but shhh). Bo-Katan and the gang are there, and while Bo-Katan grumbles about how the old ranch boss had different/better methods on how to run things, she still follows Din’s lead and helps him with the finances and taxes. They all take to Luke like a wildfire, because Luke is a sunshine boy who can make friends with literally anyone and somehow manages to make Din not only smile but laugh, but also because they can tell he’s got a lot of trauma and pain bubbling just under the surface, and they all silently but collectively agreed a long time ago that they are the patron saints of troubled and lost souls. 

When Luke gets better and starts to help out, he’s constantly upset with himself because he used to help out at his aunt and uncle’s farm in the summers when he was a kid, and he knows how to do this stuff, but his prosthetic is really throwing him off and his body has sustained a lot of other injuries that make doing manual labor a much more different experience than it used to be, but everyone is really patient with him and helps him out, especially Din. At one point, Din is so nice that Luke just loses it, because he doesn’t understand how Din can be so kind and so patient, and care about him so much, and kind of calls himself broken and useless in front of Din, and Din gets super protective and grabs his hands (real and prosthetic) and tells him that he’s not broken or useless, and you’re so sweet and wonderful, and can’t you see? Ever since you’ve been here, everyone’s been so much happier, so much lighter. You’ve brought something precious to us, but most of all to me. And they’re standing really close and for a second Luke thinks Din is going to kiss him, but instead, Luke realizes that he’s crying, and Din just wraps his arms around him and holds him.

After that, time sort of blurs, marked by things like Grogu climbing into Luke’s bed because he sensed that he was having a nightmare, and Din waking up to find the pair of them coloring in a serene silence, Luke getting the hang of ranch life and his prosthetic and dealing with his panic attacks and flashbacks as they come, and Din enduring relentless badgering from his friends because hey, if you don’t marry Luke, I will and Fennec, you’re a lesbian and that doesn’t matter, it’ll be a marriage of twink and butch solidarity. And all the while, Din and Luke are spinning closer and closer towards each other, two suns hurtling in their orbit to the other with an inescapable certainty. 

When it finally happens, they’ve just gotten back from one of those cowboy dances (idk what they’re called...hoedowns? yeah okay) (and yes, I wanted to hit all of the cliches in the book, thank you very much), and Grogu’s fallen fast asleep on Luke’s shoulder. After they tuck him up all snug in his bed, they head out to the porch, because it’s raining outside, and the steady thrum of water droplets splattering on the roof and on the grass is the most soothing sound Luke has ever heard (aside from Din’s voice), and he’s a little too afraid to go to sleep and ruin his perfect night with a nightmare. They stand there for a while, silence binding them together, shoulders brushing every now and then, hesitant and questioning. Luke thinks about how Din had asked him to dance earlier, his lips tilted in a teasing, but achingly soft smile, and how his heart had pounded a tattoo to the shape of his ribs when they’d pushed up so close together, the fast, rowdy dances of the beginning of the night having faded to something lasting, something meaningful. Luke remembers the ball he’d run away from, how the dancing had been cold, almost jeering in a way, and Luke realizes how far he’s come, how different it is here. And suddenly, there isn’t a question in his mind anymore. He turns toward Din, who turns toward him, and when he leans forward, Din breathes an uncertain “Luke-”, but he doesn’t get to finish the thought. Luke kisses him, and he kisses back, and it’s just them. There are hands in hair and noses nudged together, and at some point, they move, without either of them releasing the other, into the house and into Din’s bedroom. Buttons are unbuttoned, and whole stretches of skin are kissed, and when it’s over, they curl up together, Din tucking his head into the crook of Luke’s neck and falling asleep there. 

When they wake up, Luke explains why he came here, why he ran away, all the while Din looks at him with his beautiful dark eyes and runs his hands through Luke’s hair, which is catching the sunlight filtering in through the window and making him look like he has a halo, all the while never once condemning him for keeping it a secret this whole time. After he’s finished, he expects some sort of shocked reaction-after all, his family’s pretty famous, but all Din does is kiss him and ask, “Wait, so you have a twin?” 

It’s so unexpected that Luke throws his head back and bursts into uncontrollable, and very contagious peals of laughter, and when he’s finally able to breathe again, he kisses Din’s forehead and murmurs, “I love you.” 

Din, who has been touch starved and lonely for years (no time for relationships when you’ve got a business to run and a toddler to raise), tears up and kisses him, too overwhelmed for words. But Luke understands.  

And then Grogu pushes his way into the room holding up a box of Frosted Flakes above his head and shaking it, as if to say, I’d like to eat now, please. 

Din and Luke stifle their smiles into the other’s shoulder, and when they get up, Luke can’t help but think that he’s finally where he belongs.

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It takes approximately .5 seconds for all the others to figure out they’re together now, and Cara and Bo-Katan (of all people) start cheering immediately, to Din and Luke’s shock. Boba and Fennec grumble and begrudgingly hand over a huge wad of cash each to Cara and Bo-Katan because they thought it would take them at least another two weeks to get together. Din’s very done with his friends at this point, but he takes one look at Luke’s flustered but smiling face and decides he won’t kill them all this time. 

And if everyone thought Luke was a lot of excitement for a humble ranch in the middle of nowhere, then they are in no way, shape, or form, prepared for when his very angry twin sister shows up with a himbo with a shit-eating grin and his 7 foot tall best friend she hired to track her brother down. 

(needless to say, Boba punches Han within two minutes of interaction).

#dinluke #dinluke headcanon #dinluke fic #skydalorian #luke skywalker #din djaren #bo-katan kryze #fennec shand #leia organa #they just love each other a lot #and i am but a conduit of that love #Han takes one look at Boba and decides it's his life mission to just annoy the shit out of him #he stays away from fennec though #she's very scary #and she has no time for his dumbass #leia is even more angry and hard to deal with than she usually would be #because not only has her twin brother been missing for like four months #but she has had to deal with han thee peak dumbass solo for at least a week and its driving her insane #Chewwy fits right in #he hangs out with fennec and they go out and shoot cans together #leia hears that luke and din are together now #and she's like #you saw one (1) dilf and couldn't help yourself could you #and din's like #what's a dilf???? #and luke is like #it means you're very hot #and leia rolls her eyes

[lordabovehelpme]

Home- Din Djarin x Reader

Request: hi! I love your pieces! Literally make my day! <33 Do you think you could do a din x reader based on the song "Home" by Bruno Major? I really think that it fits with what He would say to the reader! If not, totally cool! I LOVE YOU 🥺🤟

A/n: This is literally one of my favorite songs!!!! I hope this does it justice. I know it is kind of short, but I’ve been super busy. Anyway, thank you for requesting! Love you too!!! 

Summary: You comfort the mandalorian after the Crest is destroyed.

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“Okay, I just put the kid to bed, so we have the ship to ourselves.” Climbing up the ladder, you plop down in the passenger seat.

The mandalorian nods, but continues to stare straight out into the moving stars of hyperspace.

“You know, sometimes I still feel like there’s one of those scary ice spiders left on here. Like, it’s living in the walls, evily planning my murder. Its just sitting there, rubbing all eight of its hands together.” You shoot an apprehensive glare to the wall beside you.

“They do like dark spaces.”

“You’re not helping!”

He chuckles and turns to fully look at you. “I never said I would.”

Sticking your tongue out, you cross your arms and huff. “Don’t come crying to me when you wake up in a cocoon of spider web.”

“I don’t think I could go to you then.” His voice makes him seem unfazed and monotonous, but you just know he’s smirking under that tin can of a helmet.

“Your sarcasm is annoying.”

***

“Are you excited to go to the magic stone?”

Grogu squeals from where he sits on your lap. “Yeah, maybe you can find some friends! But you have to remember your dad and I, okay?” His little ears move up at the mention of the mandalorian.

“I’m landing.” His head turns back to look at you two.

“Okay, so you’re saying hang on tight or we all might die.” A smile breaks on your face as the warrior turns to look at you. His visor trained on your face, portraying his unamusement.

Giggling, you bite your lip. “Kidding, just kidding.”

***

You knew it was too good to be true. It seemed too simple, too easy. But now it seems too hard. Like it all is crumbling beneath your feet.

Hiding behind a rock, you try and muffle your whimpers to not alert the various storm troopers. It hurt, watching the dark figures taking the child away and into the sky. The Crest gone, the blast having thrown you backwards.

You don’t even want to think about what happened to your mandalorian.

“Are you okay, little one?”

Looking up you notice how another Mandalorian has their hand out towards you.

“Who are you?” Shifting away, your mind tries to find an escape route.

“I am not an enemy. Trust me.” He puts his hand out again and this time you take it.

After introducing himself and Fennec, he brings you over to the clearing above the rubble of your old home.

“Where is she?” Your mandalorian runs down the hill and immediately starts searching the rubble. “She was on the ship!”

More tears fall from your eyes as you watch the mandalorian stands in the middle of what was once his ship. A hand is held over your mouth and weak whimpers make it past your rough breathing.

You watch as he picks up the metal ball that Grogu had been so fond of. Before you can even register it, your legs are carrying you over to him and you throw yourself into his arms.

“Mando, I’m so sorry. I can’t even imagine what you are feeling. The Crest was your home, your everything. I’m sorry I should have done something. I could have…” Your words fade away as your cries become harsher. Clutching onto his cloak, you just tuck yourself away into his shoulder.

He wraps his arms around you and pulls you in as close as he can. Soft cracks from his vocoder tell you that you are not alone in shedding tears. “You’re okay.”

You’re not sure if he meant you to hear it, but you nod. His hands move across your body, assuring himself that you’re not a figment of his imagination created from all the intense emotions.

“Mando, I’m so sorry. Your home…”

He shakes his head and slowly leans back away from you.

“Look at me.” One of his fingers lifts your chin, “It’s okay.”

Closing your eyes and shaking your head profusely you exclaim, “It’s not. It’s the one place you could feel safe and have security and now it’s gone.”

His visor tilts up, looking above your head in thought. Two silent minutes go by before he looks down at you again. “Wherever you are is where I call home.”

Your eyes peer up at him in confusion. “What?”

“Before I knew you, I wasn’t living. Sure I was alive but I had no purpose. I just went through the motions of life with no thought or care. But then I met you and my purpose became clear. I am alive to love you and keep you safe.”

Hiccups plague your body and tears fall quickly again.

“You and the kid mean everything to me. You’re my clan… my family.”

You can’t possibly find the words to say, so you just press your head against his helmet, knowing how intimate the action is.

One of his hands trials up and cups your cheek. “Please…” His voice cracks and his other hand squeezes your waist. “Never leave me. It’ll hurt too much.”

“Shhh,” Hushing him softly and wrapping your arms around his neck, you continue. “I promise. I’ll never leave you. I couldn’t even if I wanted too. You have my heart under lock and key.” Quietly, a small giggle falls from your lips.

The two of you just hold each other for a while. Both comforting and being comforted by one another. His cloak now wet with the mixture of your tears.

“Come on, we need to go get our son back.”

He nods against your head and pulls back. Letting you go from your arms, he once again picks up the small ball of beskar and takes the spear as well.

Grabbing your hand, he walks the two of you up the hill to where Fett and Fennec stand. Giving them a firm nod, he turns back to you and squeezes your hand, reassuring your doubts.

“Let’s do this.”

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[jediknightobiwan]

Boba smut, you say?

Could I get some dad bod Boba love post-Mandalorian season 2, if you've finished the new episode? Because our man definitely deserves some love after that shit. I personally headcannon him as being dominant AF, with lots of pet names, and a tendency to be a little rougher. Maybe some post-battle fucking to wind down in Slave I.

Thanks!

OFC We love Dad Bods here I will NOT tolerate Temura hate like at all. We don’t expect women to stay the same all their lives and we shouldn’t expect the same of men.

In talks with @emilykjh we decided that Boba decidedly, is a brat tamer so I’m definitely going along the dominant caregiver route with him.

Also tbh and probably shockingly I haven’t watched the new season all the way through AT ALL it was emotionally too much for me when it started so now I can binge it whenever 😅 I just learn things through gifs cause I don’t mind spoilers! So things may be very Vague when it comes to plot or I’ll just go with what I’ve gathered happens after the last episode. But let’s do some Older Boba stuff yes, everyone who understood the significance of Boba’s appearance better say thank you Mr. Temuera for your service.

Boba Fett x Gender Neutral Reader

Word Count: 3k+

Warnings: Caregiver/Little BDSM relationship, Daddy Kink, Age Gap (cmon he’s in his 50’s), slight drool kink, slight degradation, slight choking

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Your ears perk up at the sound of heavy bootsteps on their way and you quickly rush to clean up your little area. Ever since Boba had taken his throne and conquered most of the underworld you and him and Fennec who you adored had made a nice little home for yourselves. What Boba teasingly called your nest was a corner of his throne room that you (and Fennec) had padded and stuffed with pillows, blankets, stuffed animals, one very long and squishy pillow and a very very large cushion you called your tuffet. It was cute little safe space you sat, read and napped in when you wanted a little alone time.

It was usually a kind of organized chaos but lately you had let it get a bit wild and before Boba had left earlier he’d told you to have it cleaned up by the time he was back, and like a true Little who usually forgot orders once they were given and wasn’t reminded you had become distracted with other things. Which is why now you were slightly sweating under your soft robe as you scrambled to set everything in its proper place so he would never know you’d-

The steps had stopped echoing. You suddenly realized besides the slick of fabric between your fingers and your little pants that the room had actually been quiet for a minute or so. You swallowed a little hard but continued your work, spreading out soft blanket on your tuffet and then tucking it underneath. Finally, you smoothed your front and turned with a smile ready for your lover.

“Daddy! You’re home! See I uhm..I did my one chore today!” You were beaming, a little sweat on your brow and your voice was sweet and welcoming. In return Boba tilted his helmeted head at you in such a way that you knew what was he was saying without him needing to voice it.

Really? Did you? Is what that look said and you fidgeted slightly, lower lip jutting out every so softly.

Well-it still counts! Doesn’t it?? Your look said and after another moment of silence you hear a sigh come from him and he finally comes toward you with a gloved hand extended to cup your face.

“I suppose I’ll let it slide today,” he says, thumb gliding over your lower lip as his eyes bore into you from behind the visor. “I’m too tired to properly punish you for waiting until the last second anyway.”

The words were slightly worrying but if something was really wrong he would’ve told you, so you brushed it off and kissed his thumb gently.

“I’ll make it up to you,” you promise, reaching to cup his helmet in your hands and then bringing your foreheads together in a keldabe kiss. He hums deep in his throat, his way of saying that you’d better.

“What can I do tonight? A hot bath? A massage?” You gasped and jumped a little, grinning. “Both??”

Boba chuckles and removes his helmet, the smile still on his handsome scarred face. “How about just a massage pet? My old muscles could use it.”

“Ah you’re not old cyare.”

You giggle at his eyebrow raise and pat his cheeks then push gently on his chest plate to back him into the hallway and towards his bedroom. Once inside the large yet fairly bare room you begin the slow and intimate process of removing his armor for him. It was something you’d been doing for awhile now, ever since you’d settled into your roles. He did so much...it was one sweet thing you could do for him back.

The tension was practically melting out of your love’s shoulders as the beskar came off. Your arms had long since adjusted to the armor’s weight over the months of this sweet ritual and the warmth of Boba’s soft eyes as he watched you easily carry his prized possessions never failed to make you feel like the most important person in the galaxy. Your skin felt fully flushed by the time he was sitting on the bed and you’d removed his boots for him.

“My sweet little Dove...,” Boba murmurs, reaching out his now ungloved hands for your hips and bringing you closer, his face now level with your chest. You smile he nuzzles against your soft skin and hum happily, arms sliding into position around his broad shoulders without a second thought.

Dove. How you loved your pet name from him. You were his sweet thing, his Little, his pure (he insisted you were pure compared to him and you’d given up trying to convince him otherwise) darling treasure. Your soft lips pressed kisses to his head and you murmured, “My Daddy...,” to which you could feel his smile against your skin just stoking flames inside you.

You remained entertwined for awhile longer, both just caressing each other sweetly and basking in the loving bubble you created each time you were together. And then you remembered what you were supposed to be doing and gasped, pulling away to look down at Boba.

“Your massage!”

Boba blinks at you in confusion for a second and then laughs, keeping a tight grip on your hips even as you go to pull away and get the oil. He gently grips your chin -effectively stopping your struggling-and brings your lips to his. You sigh softly into the kiss and simply melt like wax beneath a flame into his arms-apt considering it immediately stoked the soft fire that had begun to burn in your belly the moment you saw him into a good sized blaze.

A whine escapes your lips even as Boba depeens the kiss and pulls you onto his lap fully with your crotches rubbing together sinfully.

“Don’t laugh at me Daddy,” you whine, kissing his broad nose and then going back to his mouth. Your arms slide down around his waist and you squeeze, taking petty pleasure in the way his breath escapes him when you do. “It’s mean!”

Your Caregiver seems to, funnily enough, care, very little about your plight since as you whine he just hums and runs his big hands down to your ass and squeezes none too gently. He grins devilishly as you jump and kisses you again, lingering longer this time and swiping his tongue over your lips before he pulls away.

“So what if it is? You like it when I’m mean Dove baby...you know you can’t lie to me.” Boba jerks you closer to him and ruts his hips upwards against you, causing you to whine loudly as want shoots through your core painfully.

“Yeah baby that’s what I thought....you like it when I’m mean. Big bad mean Daddy...ain’t that right?” The older man swats at your ass when you don’t answer, your brain becoming mushy already from the feel of his body beneath your hands and his impressive cock only growing harder and longer against the apex of your thighs. “I asked you a direct question little Dove. You know I don’t like it when you don’t answer.”

After shaking your head to clear it just a little and your hands balling up his undershirt to hang on for dear life you manage a nod with your mouth open just a tad, unnoticed by you but very noticed by your lover. His eyes drop to your lips and he growls slightly, strong hands kneading at the soft flesh of your ass before he delivers two hard, stinging pops to your backside.

“Speak, cyar’ika, speak when Daddy tells you to.”

Maker you are just gone for him. You swallow the water that had gathered in your mouth at the rough handling and say clearly, full of need that that’s right, Daddy is a big bad man...your big bad man...and you even elaborate on how you love him so for it. Wetting your lips you rock against him as he basks in your obedience and drinking in his soft moan like wine, your lips rubbing against his.

“Let me massage you Daddy...I said I would...cmon. Please? Let me help?” The groan Boba emits tells you that he’s thinking of something else now, something with him on top but before he can open his mouth to give an order your bratty, slightly manipulative side comes out and you use your saccharine please Daddy do this for me or I’ll be oh so sad voice to plead to him.

“Oh please Daddy? Let me make you feel better. You said yourself you’re tired! You need a rest, just a brief one and then...” You untie your robe and let it fall, your whole body bare to him now, causing the erection between you to pulse. Your fingertips graze his throat as you tilt his face up towards yours and bite his lower lip teasingly. “You can massage my insides with that big cock of yours~ How’s that sound?”

Judging by the growl in his throat and chest- Boba likes the idea very much, and you have to fight to keep the smirk off your face. Drawing on some confidence just to tease him more you get off his lap and order him to strip and lay on the soft king sized bed the two of you shared. You could see his brown eyes narrow, debating on whether or not to just grab you and throw you on the bed and mount you like a fucking animal, but when he stood something popped in his shoulder audibly...and he stripped without a word.

The control you had over your face slipped and your grin shined out in full force as your older boyfriend complied to your demands. Really he was just a big softy with as much love to give as he had muscles and cute love handles. While he disrobed you found the bottle of massage oil he’d brought you back from one of his excursions that had multiple uses when came to making things easier, and fluffed the pillow in the middle of the bed that he always used. Your bed was so nice and so soft with lots of room for the two of you and yet Boba always slept in the middle, arms right around you and you near the edge facing the bathroom.

But you didn’t mind, you thought as you watched him lay down on his stomach with his head cradled by the now fluffy pillow and his tan body stretched out of the dark sheets. However he wanted to sleep-even if he sometimes squeezed too hard during a dream-was fine with you, as long as you were together.

‘Not gonna stand around all afternoon lookin’ at my ass are you?” You blinked and focused on Boba who was now smirking at you.

“Pbbbbt,” you said with a roll of your eyes. “No of course not! But if I was, who could blame me? It is a wonderful sight.” You climbed onto the bed as he chuckled. Knowing it would be uncomfortable for him and his still hard cock if you sat on his hips, you opted to sit more on his juicy ass instead. He hummed at the weight of you and relaxed into the pillow.  

“Well if you think so it must be true,” he mumbles, “you are almost always right little Dove.”

“I am always right,” you corrected, dribbling the ever warm oil onto his broad back. He purred, and you knew it was because of the oil, but you liked to think it was because of you so you smirked. “That’s what I thought~”

You went to work then on his sore muscles, flexing your own to work the knots out with your skilled hands. Boba let his noises out freely as you worked; grunting, groaning, moaning and even at times whimpering with your palms smoothing over every inch of him you could reach.

The sun had sunk a bit by the time you were done and Boba rolled onto his back so you could finally straddle his hips. The evidence of your arousal from massaging him and his cute little noises was pressed against his balls. Your hands were on his chest and he was smoothing his own up your back slowly, sending shivers up your spine.

“My Dove...,” Boba starts on a soft sigh, his hands pulling down now to your hips to begin a gentle rocking. His cock was hardening again between the two of you and your own arousal was growing each second. “You love such a man like me? Old, a bit chubby, scarred?”

A soft sigh escaped you at the rocking, finally just a little bit of the release you had been craving since his return. You looked deeply, lovingly into Boba’s beautiful eyes. To you he was the most beautiful man in the galaxy, no matter how much he complained about his aching joints or how he was too old for you.

“Oh silly Daddy...” You sighed, taking the bottle of oil one more time and drizzling just a little on his perfect cock before taking it in your hand. His eyes darken as he watches you tilt your hips and line thick head of him up with your hole, his large hands gripping your hips tightly with anticipation. Taking the head of his cock you slap it against your hole before popping it inside and sinking down so slowly you knew his hands were going to leave bruises from gripping you so tight.

Once he was fully seated inside you you rotated your hips and opened your eyes just enough to give him a heady look. “As if I was destined for anyone else...”

You managed a wink before succumbing fully to your want for your lover, the fire he’d been stoking now turning into a raging storm with his thickness stretching you out perfectly. You both reached for each other at the same time and your mouths collided hotly as you bounced on him at an already quick pace. No time to adjust fully, fuck, Maker it just felt so good to be impaled on him again that you were frantic and starving for it. Teeth clashed, fingernails marks were definitely being left in sensitive areas and after just a minute or so you pulled away from the messy kissing to angle yourself better and slam onto Boba.

Your head was thrown back beautifully as you screamed your devotion to him, to his perfect fucking cock that was literally making you drool even while you were split open by it. Boba growled seeing the slick moisture on your lips and he sat up, yanking you close with a strong hand on the back of your neck. His hips met a bounce of yours and you cried out-only to have the noise muffled by a big thumb in your mouth. His other arm was right around you waist, keeping you on him but unmoving.

“That’s my sweet baby...suck on Daddy’s thumb...yeah just like that-fuck.” Even cockdrunk you knew how to work your lover up, sucking on his thumb dutifully and as enthusiastically as you did your favorite appendage of his. You even took his one hand in both your smaller ones to bring the digit further inside and you could swear Boba pulsed so hard inside you you thought he’d finished for a second.

He pushed down on your tongue hard and dragged your jaw with him, and much to your initial chagrin and then immediate arousal, let a long stream of drool pool out and fall where you were connected with him. You moaned at the filth of it and at the complete submissive state you were in. Literally, you were in the palm of Boba Fett’s hand.

Boba groaned and smirked at you, looking at the wet spot and then back at you. “Such a good pet aren’t you? I love it when you get me soaked little one~”

Maker you felt like exploding right then! But he wasn’t done with you, oh no. He pulled his thumb from your obscenely wet mouth, sucked your salvia from it and then rolled, pulling out of you with a wet echoing sound. He easily manhandled you with your hips popped up and grabbed your pillow to bury your face in. He slid back home with no resistance and you moaned freely, your eyes rolling back and your lower lip getting caught between your teeth.

“Mmmmm my sweet little pet...such a good slut for me aren’t you? Always so needy...so ready for Daddy to come home and take care of you...” As he spoke he’d started thrusting into you, gaining in speed. “Fuck...baby, I love you so fucking much, so, fucking, much!”

Now he was straight pummeling you. Your voice was going to be nonexistent when he was through with you if this kept up, your nails digging into your pillow so hard your knuckles were white and you could do nothing but spread your legs wider for him like the slut he’d called you. You were Boba Fett’s personal slut, his little Dove and his soulmate-nothing in the galaxy could be better than this.

As he neared his end he made sure to drag the fat head of his cock along those special spots inside you he knew so well while his mouth bit and sucked on the external spots until your toes curled so tightly he joked that they may never uncurl, the smug bastard. His lips found your neck again in a sweet spot as he bent over you, slamming so deep inside you could taste his precum on your tongue.

“Cum for me baby,” he murmurs, callused thumbs flicking over your nipples before one palm encloses over your throat and squeezes the sides deliciously. “Cum for Daddy little one.”

It was no question, no suggestion, it was a demand. And like the good Little you could be when you wanted, you obeyed. One last scream was ripped from your throat as you were pushed off that ledge into white hot pleasure so perfect it enveloped your whole body. Boba held you as you became tense and then limp, his own release coming not far after yours (not surprising given how hard your insides had been squeezing him) and as always overfilling you in a way you could only describe as obscenely delicious.

“Good job little Dove. I’m so proud.” Came a voice from above and behind you. You knew it was Boba, you knew yet somehow a little voice in your head thought it was the Maker talking to you. Your lips quirked in a little smile as exhausted gasps left your now limp body, only held up by Boba’s hands and his cock that was still pumping cum into you. You felt lips along your neck so lovingly and you sighed contentedly.

“I love you...” you whispered, beginning to fall asleep with him still cradled inside you.

He chuckled softly and kissed the tip of your ear, rubbing your back soothingly before very slowly sliding out of you.

“I love you too baby...go to sleep. I’ve got you.”

It would be hours before you woke, cleaned up and tightly nestled into Boba’s arms as always with the two of you so close it was like you had been born that way. And when you did you squeezed his middle tightly enough for him to softly grunt and then settled back with him, feeling for all the galaxy like you were the luckiest person alive because no one could love you like Boba Fett. And you couldn’t imagine loving anyone else.

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DOTW 20 - Full? Am thinking of leaving this one short

Dressed in a spare set of sweats and a hoodie, Eren was curled up with Titan in his lap. The fat feline was purring softly, while the omega snored. Getting Eren up to the apartment hadn't been a hassle, the omega tiredly asking if he could take a shower because he felt gross. Levi had expected Eren to complain, or to have forgotten that they were headed back to his place instead of home. In their absence Hanji had stopped by, dropping off Eren's medication with a small note telling him to "use a condom". He had no intention of rushing Eren off into his bedroom, at least not after watching the brat throw his guts up. And not while Eren was recovering. Being a gentleman, he'd let Eren showered first so he organise clothes for him, and straighten out the spare room. While he'd been showering, Eren had fallen back to sleep. If Titan hadn't been on his lap, he would have carried Eren into the spare room and settled him down there, but the pair of them together looked happy and comfortable. Titan really seemed to like Eren, which was a good sign considering he'd asked Eren to move in. Though his apartment was what Hanji called "sparse", it had everything he needed, and everything Eren would need. Erwin was the only one crazy enough to spend the night, and he was yet to complain. Thinking of the alpha, that reminded him that he'd asked Hanji to check Eren's bank accounts. His phone had been discarded next to this wallet and keys, but they were across the room, while he was in the kitchen making Eren dinner. In his time off, he'd found time to restock his pantry, with the help of online shopping. Finding a jar of cheese pasta sauce and a packet of pasta bows, he'd diced up some chicken and broccoli in an attempt to feed Eren. Normally he would have skipped the broccoli, if it was for just him he would have. Eren needed more vegetables in his diet, and it seemed to be the only acceptable vegetable available that he could add... and adding vegetables on the side seemed weird. The quiet of his apartment was broken by his phone ringing. Turning off the pasta, he jogged across the room, hoping to get to the device before it woke Eren. He didn't. Eren groaned and blinked at him in confusion as Levi answered Erwin's call. Seeing the phone, he started to move "It's ok, it's just Erwin" "I can go..." Levi shook his head, waiting until he'd reached the kitchen before finally sighing into the phone "What do you want?" "I'm outside your apartment. I brought food" "And you couldn't have knocked?" "My hands are full. Let me in" Well there went dinne "Give me a sec" He'd jinxed himself. Thinking about Erwin had somehow summoned him. Hanging up, he threw his phone down on the bench. Grabbing out a bowl, he dumped the chicken and broccoli in with the sauce. The pasta still needed a few more minutes "Eren, can you grab the front door for me? Erwin's outside and I need to clean this up" "Ok..." Yawning, Eren stretched high as he rose from the sofa. His shirt hiking up and exposing his left hip bone and part of his stomach... fuck... if he wasn't gay before, he definitely was now. He wanted to suck a deep possessive mark on Eren's hip... before making his way down... shaking his head at his own pervy thoughts. He'd never touch Eren without his permission. Unlocking the door, Erwin groaned as he came in "Hey Eren. I might have gone overboard here" "Is.. is that all food?" "Food and beer. You know, the important stuff" Closing the door behind him, he heard Eren do the chain. He didn't know if that meant Eren felt safe, or feared something was going to happen and insisted on taking him down with him "Eren, you can settle back down. Erwin and I will organise dinner, ok?" "Um, can I use the bathroom?" "Sure. Do you remember where it is?" "Yeah" Now that the pasta was finally cooked, he drained it as Erwin dropped the two bags on the counter behind him "So Eren's here?" "Yep" "Why isn't he at home?" "Marco invited him to the zoo, I was thrown an invite to babysit him" "Oh the horror. However did you survive?" Pouring the pasta into the bowl, he stirred it through. At least tomorrow's dinner was done. Half an hour in the oven and Eren would never know that it wasn't supposed to be a pasta bake "Yeah, well. It didn't go too well. Remember how Marco's pregnant? Well his alpha was there, and Eren ended up basically shunned. I wasn't impressed" "Is that why he's here? I just assumed Hanji and Moblit must both be working?" "No. They're probably home. Eren was pretty tired after the zoo" "And how's he going?" "I've asked him to move in" Erwin let out a long whistle, as Eren came out of the bathroom "Come take a seat over here, Erwin was just talking shit" "I don't want to intrude" He was going to ban Eren from the phrase "I don't...". The omega must have said it at least a hundred times today. Smiling, Erwin busied himself with the beer "It's fine, you're not intruding at all. Levi said you went to the zoo today?" "Yeah... with Marco and Jean" "How's Marco going?" "Good. He's 6 months along now" "Wow, over half way there. Is it a boy or a girl?" "They decided not to find out" Sitting at the small dining table, Eren watched Erwin. The omega didn't seem to mind him being there, but he was definitely on guard "Ah. Right. Hey, do you want a beer?" "No... I'm ok, thank you" At least the kid was sensible enough to know not to drink when was that dehydrated. Erwin pulled two beers out and cracked the tops, before looking at him expectantly. Levi didn't know what he was supposed to be doing now. His mind was off with Eren, worrying about the omega instead of remembering how to be a functioning adult "So are you getting the plates out?" "Right. Go wash your hands. Eren, Hanji dropped off your medication. Do you need to take any tonight? Or tomorrow morning?" "Tonight... I didn't take them this morning" "You can grab his meds off the coffee table on your way back" Erwin gave him a mock salute, walking off with his beer. Taking the take away containers out the bag, Levi stacked them back up and carried them over to the dining table "Sorry. I didn't know he'd be dropping over" "It's ok. If you want me to go..." "No. You're not going anywhere. You're my guest, he's just... furniture" Eren snorted, before covering his mouth "Just ignore him. I'll grab the plates, then grab you some water. You're probably still dehydrated" "Do you want any help?" "No, I've got this" "Oh, ok" Unable to help himself, he leaned down to kiss Eren on the top of the head, but the omega moved away. Well... that was slightly awkward "Sorry" "No. That was my fault. I wasn't thinking" "I... uh..." "Eren, you don't need to apologise or feel awkward. Do you remember what I told you?" "You tell me a lot of things" "Probably. I just mean... I don't want to make you feel awkward or anxious or upset. I didn't think about how you'd feel, and I know you don't know Erwin as well as I do. He cares about you, and he's kind of... my Hanji" "Your Hanji?" "Overbearing and worries too much, but his heart's in the right place" "I... I'm not scared. Maybe, anxious" "We're going to eat dinner and have a few beers, probably followed by some really crappy movie. If you want to go to bed, you can go anytime you want or need. The spare room is just in there, that first door. Titan's probably going to be in there, if you don't mind sharing with a fat cat" "Thank you" "You're welcome. If you do decide to move in, that will be your room. I need to grab those plates now" Reaching out with his cast hand, Eren grabbed his shirt, tugging him gently closer. Wrapping his arms around him, Eren gave him a quick hug before releasing him. From the bathroom of the doorway, Erwin was looking smug. Shooting him a glare, Levi headed back to the kitchen, ignoring Erwin completely. Conjuring a random chair from Levi's room, the three of them sat around the small dining table, which wasn't really made for three "So Eren, did you see anything interesting at the zoo?" "The snakes... they were kind of cool" "The danger noodles weren't cool" Erwin laughed "Sorry Eren, Levi really doesn't like snakes" "I noticed. But he was really cool. He took a few photos for me" "You willingly took photos of snakes?" "Eren decided he needed to have one of those scaly soul drainers draped over his shoulders" "It was harmless. It's a boa. They squeeze their prey to death" "You really had a snake wrapped around you?" "It was just over my shoulders and down my arm... Levi took photos" "That was a one off" "The foxes were cool too" Serving up for the three of them, it was hard when he wanted to dump the lot on Eren's plate and tell him to eat it all. Instead he started with a small portion for the three of them, Erwin following his lead and not saying anything about it "Foxes. What kind?" "Fen.. um..." "Fennec. And bat-eared" "Did you know you can keep fennec foxes as pets?" Eren shook his head "I don't think I want one as pet" "You don't?" "Some animals are better out in the wild" "That's very true. What about Titan?" Eren wrinkled his brow "What about him?" "Erwin, don't confuse him. You went from talking about the zoo, to talking about Titan" "I meant, what do you think Titan would think of the wild?" "Oh. He'd miss Levi. And his food. He's so fluffy, but heavy too. I don't think he'd be too happy" "No. He wouldn't. The arsehole rules this house" "He's not an arsehole... he's nice" "Trust me, he's nice until he gets what he wants. If he could buy his own food and empty his own litter tray, he wouldn't need me" "Don't be like that Levi, we all know how attached to that cat you are" "After Hanji dumped him on me" "He complains all the time, but he'd be lost without Titan" "I don't complain all the time" "He really does. Everything has to be clean and in its place. Watch, the moment we finish dinner, he'll be washing the dishes" Eren looked to him confusion "Isn't that what you're supposed to do? If you leave them, they're harder to do and it smells" Erwin laughed, choking on his beer "Oh. He is perfect for you. You've met your soulmate in this one" Levi loathed the term "soulmate" but couldn't deny it did feel incredibly right being with Eren "What did Hanji say... oh, that's right. The first time he met you, he said you looked constipated, before throwing out some awful pick-up lines" "My pick-up lines aren't awful" Eren picked up his fork, before placing it down and picking up his medication. The omega didn't really look happy at Erwin's joke "I'd take listening to Eren, over listening to your failed attempts any time" "My attempts aren't failures" "He strikes out all the time" "What Levi doesn't realise is that I know how much it gets under his skin, it's become a game to see how irritated I can make him" "Because you're a wanker" "His nickname is Ice Queen. Levi's become famous at saying no. He's quite popular with the women" "Yeah. Except for the fact I'm gay" "That never stopped them" "I really wish it would. I'm not interested" Zero interest outside of Eren, and that all depended on Eren. He wanted to treat him preciously, but he wasn't going to force anything on him... like the stupid kiss before. Taking his pills, Eren stared down at his plate. The kid still hadn't eaten, where as he and Erwin had both finished their served portions. If he didn't feed Erwin, the man might open his mouth and pull a Jean. Piling more food on his and Erwin's plate, he wished he knew the right words to get Eren to eat. Eren waited a few moments, before pushing his chair back "Sorry. I need the bathroom" Eren fled. Levi sighing to himself as he did. Placing down his knife and fork, he pushed his own chair back "Is he ok?" "Yeah. No. Not really. His weight is starting to become an issue. Zeke used to control his diet. I think he was getting better at eating, but being with Zeke again fucked that up. I need to check on him" "Does Hanji know?" "I'm not completely sure. She and Moblit are trying their hardest, but they're not home and he's still anxious and scared" "I think he's vomiting" "He's already done that today. We might be a while" "Should I go?" "No. He'll think he's done something wrong. Just sit here and drink your beer" Eren was curled over the toilet. The omega having thrown up a few handfuls of watery vomit. His whole body was shaking, as he whimpered softly. Walking over to him, Levi lowered himself to the bathroom floor, wrapping an arm around Eren's shoulder's and pulling him close "What's wrong?" "I..." "Eren, what's wrong? Was it dinner?" "I... can't eat" "You can't eat?" "No..." "Why not?" "Zeke told me... told me I can't" "Zeke isn't here" "He said... I shouldn't eat what I haven't paid for..." So Eren couldn't eat lunch unless he'd paid for it. Hanji didn't ask him for food money, so he felt he couldn't eat their food... no wonder the kid had been so fucking light "Eren. No" "I don't want to be bad" "You're not being bad by eating" "But if I eat, then it means less for you and Erwin" "Erwin always buys too much" "Zeke..." "Eren, Zeke is gone. He's not going to want you to starve yourself to death. He loved you, right?" "I don't know anymore... I couldn't save him" "I could have been there, and I couldn't have saved him. I'm sorry he died, but you need to live your own life now. Erwin brought dinner, enough for all of us. You're not taking away food, and you're not going to get any better if you don't eat. I don't expect you to go out there and eat everything, but please eat something" "You're not mad?" "No. I'm not mad at you at all. And when you move in, I'm going to put you to work" "Work?" "Yep. While I'm at work, I want you here, reading and learning new things. Taking care of Titan and looking after the apartment. That's your rent. When your hands all healed up, we can think about getting you a job. Getting you set up properly. Maybe even seeing about classes?" "Classes? I'm stupid" "You are not stupid at all. We're going to take this slow, but together" "Levi... why do you make me feel like this?" "Like what?" "Like everything will be ok. Like I can talk to you. Like... I like you" "Honestly. I have no fucking idea. I'm short, old and socially awkward. But you. I just keep doing what comes naturally, and occasionally fuck it up. But I want you to be happy. Happy and ok. I know you don't want us to worry. I know you don't want to be a burden. I don't find you a burden" "I do everything wrong" "No you don't" Eren looked up at him "If I move in, do you promise not to ask what happened" "Eren..." "I... I can't stop thinking about it. I keep seeing it. All the time. I don't want that... please. If I move in, please don't ask me. I can't tell, not now" Not now. That was better than not ever. He'd prefer if Eren did tell him. But "not now" didn't mean not ever "If you make a promise" "What?" "To see this as your home. Titan as your cat. The food in the fridge as your food too. I can see about getting a lock for your room. So you can have your heats in privacy" "My home was with Zeke..." "And your home can be here. I have work at all kinds of hours, but I'll always come home to here" "A home where you're waiting sounds... scary" "Good scary?" "Nervous scary... I'm not smart. I don't have a family. I don't have money and I can't even drive. I'm in therapy and even my therapist doesn't like me. My heats are messed up and I never know when they're coming. I don't even know how have a proper heat or how to take care of myself. I hurt myself. I don't know why... Levi, I don't want to waste your time. I don't... I don't want to ruin you... anyone but you. I don't want you to regret this" "I promise you I'm not going to regret this. You're already all I fucking think about. I wish you could see all the good things I see in you. You're more than just your bright eyes, brat. You're curious. You respect others. You care for others. You're not happy with just accepting being an omega. You want more. You want to learn. Today, you walked up and took that snake like it was nothing. You're brave" "I have nightmares" "You've told me that before" "Sometimes I wake up screaming" "Do you remember when you told me you have nightmares and I told you it's ok because you're not the only one?" "Yes..." "I have them too. My job isn't pretty. We don't always get there in time. Sometimes we get there just in time to watch someone die. I've seen really fucked up shit. Do you think any less of me for having them?" "No" "Then why would I think any less of you?" "Because you have work..." "So?" "You need sleep" "Most nights I only average a couple of hours, anyway. Like I told you before, we all have bad days" "Why would you do this? For someone like me. I don't think I can give you my body..." "I don't want your body. I want you. I mean, your body is beautiful. And it'll be even more so when you put some more weight on... that came out wrong. You're you. You're more than your body" "You're a weird alpha" "Yeah. Why do you think I never settled down? Everyone just seems happy to accept things the way they are. I've met an omega like you" "I like being with you... you make me feel safe" "And I will keep you safe" "Everyone who says that dies" "I'm not going anywhere. We're friends right?" "Yeah... I like you more than Marco" "I know how much you like Marco, so thank you for the compliment" "It's.. true. Alphas scare me. They scare me so fucking much, that I hate myself for it. But you're a good alpha" "I'm probably not as good as you think I am. I'm anal about keeping my apartment clean, and we're probably going to fight. But even if we do. I want you here. Even if we fight, I want you around. Where I know you're safe. We don't have to be more than friends. I know you need time. I know you went through some heavy shit, and that you need to sort shit out, but I want to work with you to help you be who you want to be... or some shit. I don't even know if I'm making sense right now" "You sound like... weird. I feel so nervous when you get like this. I like it when you're you. And cranky and sarcastic and when you get that crease between your eyebrows..." Everything that everyone else didn't like, yet he was forced to swallow down because of his profession. It hit him hard that while he'd been watching Eren, Eren had been watching him back. The shitty brat saw the things he'd hidden or at least tried to hide "... like right now. Can I still cuddle you? If I stay here?" "Yeah" "I think I maybe want to try... I mean, when Hanji has the baby... I'm so scared I'm going to freak out. That I'm going to do something without knowing it. It's scary not being able to trust yourself" "I know that feeling well. Are you ready to get off the floor?" "I'm sorry I got sick... and at the zoo" "It's been a long day, even longer for you. I get the feeling it was a combination of everything, just proving too much for you right now" "Mmm... I didn't feel very well... I was throwing up last night" He was dying to ask how long this had been going on for, but Eren really had had a long day. Right now the kid needed to eat, even if it was something small and to relax. Erwin was nursing his second beer when they returned. Sitting down, Eren immediately picked up his fork, though he still looked to him for silent permission. Nodding, Levi took his own seat "So. Good news. Eren's going to be moving in" Erwin smiled, the smile he used for work purposes and when he didn't know what was safe to say "Really? That's great. I'm sure Titan will love the company" "Yeah, and Eren's really good with animals in general. He had two deer fawns eating out of the palm of his hand today" "Only because it was a petting zoo. They're used to it" "Tell that to the deer that head butted Marco" "I don't think Marco found it funny" "Have you had pets before?" "No. Zeke didn't like pets" "And none before Zeke" Eren frozen. The omega taking a few moments, before letting out a long breath "No. Not that I can remember... I like Titan. He's so soft and warm" "He's massive" "So? He didn't choose his body... but his body is perfect" So Eren had gotten the meaning behind his words. He knew Eren wasn't terribly judgmental, but it was a step towards Eren being able to accept himself and his body. One conversation wasn't going to solve years of abuse, so they'd have that talk as many times as it took. After all, no one in the world is crueler to someone than themselves. When Eren finished his portion, he placed his knife and fork down, giving Levi a small shake of his head. The omega hadn't eaten much, but his stomach had probably shrunk. Rather than big meals, Eren would have to start with small snack meals more frequently. He'd have to order some fruit and nuts, and other small nibblies for when he wasn't home, but given he already intended to order a few things for Eren, that wasn't much of a hassle. As much as he loathed snakes, Eren had a real interest in animals. He was sure if he ordered him some books on different ones, the omega would be thrilled. He also wanted to see about getting text books so he could teach Eren basic math skills now that his comprehension and reading skills had improved so much. If he could see his own face, he was sure his lips would be in a dopey smile... and it was all because of the green eyed brat. * After dinner Levi had pulled out a couple of bottles of wine and glasses, while Erwin went about microwaving popcorn and filling a big bowl up with it. The two alphas had obviously been doing this for years. They moved around each other like it was nothing. Rinsing the dishes carefully, Levi filled the dishwasher. Eren had expected him to do it by hand, but the alpha was probably tired. He'd put up with, and looked after him all day. He didn't deserve someone like Levi. He'd wanted to move in when Levi had offered, but was scared he'd ask what happened... Now he had a promise that Levi wouldn't... and Levi wouldn't break his promise. Moving from the kitchen to the living area, Eren didn't know what to do. He didn't want to interrupt Levi's time with his friend, yet his anxieties wouldn't let him go to bed, not with Erwin in the apartment. He felt bad. He knew Erwin was nice, and important to Levi "Eren, are you going to come watch the movie with us?" "What is it?" "We don't know. Usually we pick the really bad horror movies. The ones that are so bad they're predictable, and go from there" "Is it ok?" "Sure. You can sit between us, or I can give you the corner, or you can sit in the recliner" "I'll sit in the recliner" He hadn't wanted to sit there before because it seemed like Levi's spot. Sinking into the soft fabric, it was like being surrounded by the alpha. A small purr bubbling up "Do you want the blanket? You look cold" "I'm ok" "How about the lights? Off or on?" "I... don't know" "Levi, stop pestering him" "He lives here. He gets a say in what happens" "And I don't?" "Furniture doesn't talk" "You can't call me furniture, I haven't been around that much lately" "This is true. Fine. I vote Eren has a say in things. Eren votes he has a say in things. You're out numbered" Laughing at Levi's words, he felt the tension drain from his tight chest. Levi really wanted him here... "If we're not turning all the lights off, at least turn the living room one off so we can see better" "Eren?" "It should be ok..." Levi's solution was to turn the kitchen and living room lights off, but to turn the light on in both bedrooms. He knew where Levi's room was, and what was his. He just had no idea what the other doors were for. If he was going to live here, he'd have time to figure it out. While up and moving around, Levi found Titan for him. Dumping the cat in his lap with his brush, before finally sitting back beside Erwin "What did you find?" "One so bad I think it belongs in a the top ten worst ever" Watching movies with Levi and Erwin was definitely a different experience. The pair of them picking apart every injury on the screen. In his lap, Titan was fast asleep. His brush filled with fur, while Eren was back to dozing again. He didn't want to fall asleep and miss the movie, but his eyelids had plans of their own. Feeling Titan being lifted, he whined his protest as the warmth disappeared "Eren, if you're sleepy you should sleep" "I want to watch the movie" "You're mostly asleep" "But..." He was too tried to continue to protest "Erwin's too drunk to drive home, so he's going to sleep out here. Would you be more comfortable in my bed or the spare bed?" "With you" He didn't even realised what he'd mumbled out. Pulling him to stand, Levi lifted him into his hold "You can use the spare room for tonight. I probably need to wash the sheets anyway" "Thanks. I'll see you two in the morning" "Yeah. Try to keep it down" "Same for you two" Letting his arm droop over Levi's shoulder, Eren nuzzled into the man's chest. Levi's scent really was the best thing he'd ever smelt. Carried into the alpha's bedroom Levi was careful as he laid him down and moved to cover him with the blankets. Compared to the bed he'd had in Zeke's apartment, this one felt even more like heaven. Switching the light off, Levi joined him. The alpha crawling in from the other side, before he draped an arm around his waist. Eren's bright happy smile was lost to darkness, but none the less, it stayed on his lips until long after the pair of them had fallen asleep.

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Skip recap. Why is there a robot spider. 8D8 spitting out all the information.

Water dude, talk quicker and get to the point. I don’t trust the water dude. Go Boba. You tell that scumbag.

Boba is on a yak. This is hilarious. I mean it’s meant to be epic but it’s funny. Jawa. Oh stormtrooper heads on a spike. Nice decorations.

Oh no. The bikers killed his clan. *edit tribe not clan* 😮☹️ poor Boba.

Boba is gonna destroy them all.

Ahhhhh a Wookiee. Where did you come from, how did you get in here???? Bit late there robot people. Where is Fennec??? There she is.

So this is all one big turf war. Shall we start singing west side story. Oh yay the slugs are here. What in the hell is that thing. Why is Danny Trejo here. I swear dudes in everything. Slugs are leaving woo. Fucking stupid mayor. Poor Wookiee. Bye then. Oh is that a rancor???? It’s depressed, bitch we can hang together.

Boba had decided to adopt the rancor. Fair enough. New favourite character.

Why do the robot people have power ranger bikes??? Yes Fennec threaten that majordomo. He seriously locked the door. For real. Dude almost took out a c3po and he did take out an r2d2 type droid. Shoot him. Dude can not drive at all. He just destroyed water tanks. Seriously shoot him. Fuck sake, that went on way too long.

Yay war.

#the book of boba spoilers #the book of boba fett #episode three

[ff15trashgoldenslumbers]

Chocobros reactions to s/o was half daemon n half human. She lost her sense of sanity during a battle and the only way to stop her chaos is to heavily injure her. (Could end it with her death or surviving. Up to you ^^) love your work! Keep it coming! 👍🏼

Goodness me! This is gonna be fun! These have become some of my favorites to write.

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Noctis

Noctis watched as you turned away from the large deamon you went after, after it tried to ambush the two of you while he was fishing for dinner. The deamon struck so fast and quickly that you only had time quickly shifted from your human guise to your deamon form, it often remind him of Carbuncle, yet instead of the smaller fennec, you rose to the Prince’s chest, yet everything else the same from the red stone, large ears and fur.

Your pure silver fur now only marked by the blood of the deamon you quickly struck down ,yet now instead of reverting back to yourself, you turned those hollow black eyes to the Prince, your mouth opening in a hissing roar.

“Y/n,” Noctis called, only to quickly dodge out the way as you leapt going for his throat. “Y/n, what’s wrong! I’m not going to fight you!”

Noctis watched as you lowered your head, hissing angrily in the back of your throat, tail lashing behind you, he had never seen you like this. You always were in such control of your other half, able to shift in and out. Yet there was something wrong! Horribly wrong.

The young man wasn’t given much time to think, as you suddenly launched again your muzzle open to show your large sharp teeth. Only for them to clench down on a summoned lance, your strong jaw in this form almost went through it.

Noctis took this as a distraction, scrambling away from you, as you shook the long weapon in your mouth much like a dog with a chew toy. Drawing a sword he knew he had to defend himself, yet refused to hurt you. Noctis turned to you, as your jaws went through the staff of the lance, before turning your head back to him.

“Y/N, I know you’re still in there.”

This time you leapt, your claws out first, slashing at the Prince, every so often, throwing your entire body around, to kick out. A move your boyfriend had seen constantly against you and other creatures as he dodged it easily, unprepared for your hind leg coming out, kicking him in the sternum, knocking the wind out of him, giving you enough time to pounce, pinning him to the ground.

Noctis flinched, your front paws digging into his shoulders, your muzzle open,  as you roared, he watched as you rose your head, before quickly coming down. His blue eyes clenched close as he waited fro your mouth to close around his neck, only to instead hear you let out a loud whine in pain, than the pressure get removed from his shoulders.

Sitting up the young man turned, watching as you stumbled away, only to suddenly fall to your side, panting heavily, as you whined. Moving to a crouch, the man didn’t want to draw attention to himself, as he circled slightly, only to gasp. The sword he had summoned out of instinct was now jutting from your stomach, as you whined, panting heavily.

“Shit!” Noctis gasped, throwing all caution to the wind, as he rushed over, kneeling beside you as you panted. His own safety no longer a concern as he placed a hand on the silver fur of your stomach, slowly becoming red. Turning to you, as you let out a pitiful whine, “I’m sorry.”

Noctis watched as you rose your head, your eyes no longer as a demonic as they had been, leaning forward to nuzzle his cheek with the tip of your nose, before laying back down, closing your eyes. A hand going to the handle of the sword, Noctis realized it was too deep to just yank out, raising a hand as he magicked it away, your tense body immediately relaxing, as you panted heavily eyes still closed, tongue hanging from your mouth.

“Can you turn back?” He asked, removing his over shirt, tying it around your waist to stop the bleeding, you didn’t seem to have hit anything important.

“Aro…”

“Yeah, kind of figured it’s what’s keeping you together.” He replied, stroking your face as you leaned into the affection, “Can you stand?”

Moving to shaky legs, you stumbled back to the fishing spot, where you and Noctis where suppose to be catching dinner. The entire time Noctis stood at your side. Arms wrapping around your chest as you would stumble, helping you into the water, and helping you scrub the blood and grime from your body and fur.

“Let’s get back to the others.” Noctis called, as you moved slowly over to your catch, picking up the multiple fish on the hooks, picking it up in your mouth, as you limped back over to your boyfriend. “I bet you’re hungry.”

Pressed against Noctis’ side, you felt bad, you didn’t mean to get the man wet, but having him beside you meant you could still push on back to the campsite.

No one ever seemed bothered by your large silver form, not as you gently placed the fish on Ignis’ cooking station, or even as you plopped down before the fire to dry your fur, eyes closed only to open as you noticed Prompto standing beside you, potion in hand.

“Sorry, Noct said that you were hurt in a fight, just want to put some potion on the wound.” He stated.

You glanced behind the blonde to a worried Noctis, who wasn’t attempting to show the worry. Booping your head against Prompto’s, mindful of your horn, you rolled to the side, panting heavily as you felt the blonde trying to be gentle, but a sword ran through never stopped hurting too soon. Almost immediately after the blonde finished his first aid, Noctis came and cuddled up next to you by the fire, his hand scratching at your ears.

“I take it, Y/n, did most of the fighting.” Gladiolus chuckled, sitting in his chair. “Hard to think she’s a part deamon, never seen one that pretty.”

You gave a pleasing huff in the shield’s direction, yet your deamon form did often put people at ease, hard to be afraid of a huge puppy/unicorn. Circling your head back to rest in Noctis’ lap, you finally allowed yourself to rest before dinner.

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Prompto

Prompto gasped, your Naga form was always terrifying if he wasn’t aware you were slipping into it. It even took him about 3 hours before you could convince him to touch your tail, without him panicking.

You were one of the lucky ones, the lucky halfbreeds of your family, while the rest of your siblings were born the greens and reds of your mother, and just appeared smaller, human sized versions of the snake deamons. You appeared more human even when not in guise, which was also a power all your own, you could shift from human to deamon form, your siblings were always deamon looking. Yet your long beautiful black and violet tail, often came out in play when in situations where you needed to quickly deal with a foe, your torso, appeared not that different aside from a few scales littering your arms and face.

Luckily your teammates had become use to your form, and only seemed thrown off if you quickly shifted outside of battle, as you normally prefered your human form.

Which is what confused them, when after the battle with another wild Naga in the cave labyrinth you hadn’t reverted.

“Sweetheart?” Prompto called, only to gasp, as you turned, your eyes normally so bright, glowed red angrily as you glanced toward the call with a mouth of fangs. “Y/N…”

Everyone watched as you rose to a standing height, with your tail you even towered over Gladiolus, with still enough length of tail to use as a whip. Only to watch as you quickly dove back to the ground, your elbows bent as you crawled across the ground, towards them, fangs open as you hissed to them.

“Move!” Gladiolus called, as he pushed everyone away from your rampage, the group scattering as you quickly changed course moving into the shadows. “Where’d she go?”

Prompto looked around, his gun raised, he didn’t want to hurt you, but he knew he would need to defend himself. Only to let out a yelp, as something wrapped around his ankle, dragging him away.

“Prompto!” Noctis called, raising his sword, not thinking twice as he sliced through the tail gripping his friend’s leg, taking off a good foot of it, only for the cave to echo with a loud shrieking hiss in pain. “You okay?”

“Fine dude.” Prompto gagged removing the heavy muscle from around his leg, only to stare at the markings.

You moved from the shadows into the light pouring in the cave, eyes still red, as you slithered closer to the group, your eyes still glowing so angrily at your once partners. Dodging a shot from Prompto, you quickly moved back across the ground, your agility allowing you to be in the man’s face much sooner than he realized, as he froze staring at you.

He rose his gun to shoot again, only to stop, he couldn’t you were his girlfriend. He couldn’t just murder you in cold blood.

“Prompto!”

“Gladio wait!” Prompto called, as the large man rose his sword ready to slice away.

Only for your tail to swing out, slamming into the man, before knocking him into a cave wall.

Only to gasp as you circled around Prompto, in a bone crushing embrace, before leaping grabbing a hold of one of the stalactite columns hanging low from the ceiling, using your long nails to pull you both up and out of the cave through a small opening that you easily made bigger. Unaware of your four followers, holding onto your long tail.

Once back in the fresh air of the mountainside did you turn to the blonde wrapped in your tail, your red eyes still glowing as you drew him closer, letting out a low hiss. Only to turn as you heard something fall, and a familiar melody playing.

Prompto groaned as his phone fell from his pocket, playing the Chocobo melody, watching as your red glowing eyes looked to the object, leaning down as the human part of your body begun to sway to the song, your grip loosening on him.

“Remember that sweetie.” Prompto laughed, as you turned to him your large eyes losing the red glow. Only to quickly flash back as you hissed to something behind you, pulling the rest of your tail from the hole, you pulled up Noctis, Ignis, Gladiolus and that other Naga in the cave. Obviously very pissed about having a foot of its tail cut off.

You dropped Prompto, circling around the blonde protectively, you were much smaller than it, as Nagas normally stood stories tall and you were lucky to have broken 15 feet. Your fangs and claws bared as you hissed angrily at your opponent, only to gasp as it’s large tail wrapped around your neck and torso, squeezing for all it was worth as you felt your joints crush under the pressure, your eyes finally losing the glow as you howled loudly in pain, a human scream.

“Y/n!” Prompto screamed, as he rose his gun firing at the opposing Naga, the Naga dropping you before turning to your companions. Yet Prompto never stopped giving fire, even as the Naga quickly approached them, it wasn’t as quick as you, due to it’s size, but the power behind it was amazing.

Everyone gasped, as your black and purple tail wrapped around its neck, pulling back hard as you leapt before your friends, your tail circling around them, as you rose much like a cobra. Opening your mouth as you let out a roar, a deafening roar that sent the others covering their ears, and the opposing Naga running back into its cave with a frighten look.

Everyone uncovered their ears as they heard a loud ‘THUD’ echo the field, as all 15 feet of you fell to the ground. Panting heavily, as Prompto ran over pulling your human torso into his lap, watching your labored breathing.

“I would suspect bruising, quite possibly a few ribs broken as well, snakes are known to crush their victims.” Ignis explained, feeling over your ribs, hearing you tense. “Y/N can you turn back?”

You shook your head “Hurtsss.” You hissed through pained tears. “Hi…Po-ss-tion.”

“Wrap your arms around me.”  Prompto called as you weakly did so, “Can you move your tail?” A shake of the head, “The others are going to grab it okay?”

“Okay…” You stated face buried in his shoulder, as they all begun the parade of marching back to camp.

Prompto chuckled, “Have I ever told you how cute your lisp is when you’re in this form.” Only to laugh harder as you gave a soft whine in his shoulder, flicking your forked tongue over his neck.

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Gladiolus

Gladiolus braced his shield against the stone claws launching at him from the sky, only to grunt as those black claws slammed into the shield, than reach around to try and slash at him.

“Babe, what the hell is wrong with you?” He yelled, pushing the shield sending you into the air as you opened your large bat wings hovering in the air, as your eyes glew an angry white.

You had been acting strange all day, and after the hunt you only seemed to just lose your mind, and begun to attack your teammates! Your large onyx black claws slashing at Gladiolus’ shield being the worst you got to.

Being half Gargoyle gave your body it’s own shield of onyx black and white swirled skin, your large bat like wings keeping you afloat in the air. Diamond eyes looking down to your group, your stone lips frozen, but they all knew that you were screaming on the inside, normally in your Gargoyle form you could speak, but the more power you drew from that side of your family the more stone like you became.

“Any idea what’s wrong with her Gladio?” Noctis asked, sword at the ready, knowing that even if he could hit you it more than likely wouldn’t do anything to you, but make his arm numb from the recoil.

“Dude, what did you do to piss your girlfriend off this much?” Prompto yelled, dodging a quick dive from you, as you swooped down to have another go at your traveling party.

“Why do you think I did something?” Gladiolus hissed, only to bring his shield up again as you swooped, down embedding  your long claws into the shield, as you flapped your wings, pulling back trying to rip the shield from his grip like a can’s lid.

“She does appear to be more upset at you than anyone else.” Ignis stated, “Perhaps  a bouquet of flowers and chocolates are in order.”

“Ha ha Iggy.” Gladiolus groaned mockingly, wanting to toss you away, but knew that if he did there was no telling what you would do with a shield attached to your claws. “Babe, I’m going to need you to calm down.”

This only seemed to piss you off more, as you cracked open your mouth, pebbles raining from your face, as you leaned over the shield to let out a piercing shriek of a wail.  Directly in Gladiolus’ face, scrambling the man hearing as he tossed you away, only sending you in the air.  Getting your bearings, you dived again, aiming for Gladiolus only for the man to dodge, as you gave a three point landing, only to feel a tug on one of your long horns.

“Sorry, babe.” Gladiolus called, as he lifted you up by the horn, raising you over his head as he slammed you into the ground, hoping that your onyx skin shield protected you from the worse of the attack.

“Dude! That’s your girlfriend!” Prompto yelled, as Gladiolus picked you up again, slamming you into the ground again.

Gladiolus released your horn, only to have your legs wrap around his arm, pulling yourself up, as you wrapped your legs upper arm, than pulled back, trying to dislocate it, “Yeah, tell her that!”

Gladiolus rose his arm, before kneeling, as he slammed you into the ground again, yet you refused to let go, if anything you tighten your grip. The tall mountain of a man let out a scream in pain, as you dug those long claws into his arm, using his free hand to wrap a hand back on your horn, pulling back only to gasp as he heard a loud snap, and you immediately letting go.

“Babe…” Gladiolus called, as you reached up to your head, feeling for your horn that was currently held in your boyfriend’s grip. “Babe, listen I’m sorry.”

You crouched low, letting out a loud roar toward the man,  flapping your wings, as you dashed forward, claws extended, only to gasp as Gladiolus stabbed the horn he was holding into your shoulder, almost immediately, your entire onyx covering disappeared from your body, along with your wings, claws and still attached horn. Blinking in confusion, at your boyfriend before you, than a sheering pain in your shoulder as you turned seeing your horn disappear, then back to your boyfriend who looked horrified at what he just did, or maybe it was the anger appearing on your face.

“Gladiolus, what the fuck?” You called in disbelief.

“You said the quickest way to break your shield was to use a piece of you.” Gladiolus called as an embarrassed small smile played on his face.

“Yeah, but that didn’t mean to go and snap one of my horns off! That shit hurt! It’s bone! It’s fused to my skull!” You barked, holding your head. “I’m going to have  a headache for a week.”

“It’s not like it, it won’t grow back.” Gladiolus tried to reason.

“After 2 weeks, do you know how much it hurts to grow a new horn!” You cried, only to flinch at the ringing in your head. “I hope you know that you’re waiting on me hand and foot until it grows back in.”

“How is that any different than any other time?” Gladiolus inquired, as you flipped him off.

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Ignis

Ignis jumped out the way as you appeared through the floor of where he once stood, “My dear, I had believed that you had more honor than to attack someone from behind.”

Watching as your almost see through head quickly moved back into the ground of the shadows.  Ignis glanced around waiting for your next attack, it was always difficult to know where a Wraith was coming from, but when that wraith was your girlfriend currently trying to kill you while on a hunt it was even more difficult to defend oneself against an attack.

“How you holdin’ up Iggy?” Prompto asked, as he Noctis, and Gladiolus attempted to take down the large portrait of the ‘Blood Queen’ a haunted piece that seemed to be causing quite a bit of insanity in women in the city.

“We’ve had better days,” Ignis grunted, as one of your hands barely missed his face, the brush in itself sending goosebumps littering his skin, in the hot basement. Flipping out the way, Ignis watched as you snickered before disappearing back into a wall. “I’m unsure of how long I can keep her busy, any luck?”

Gladiolus pushed Prompto and Noctis aside, as he rose a Greatsword, over his head, going to slash the painting, only to be sent back by a forcefield.  “Didn’t expect that one.”

Noctis gasped and Prompto yelped, as something wrapped around their ankles looking down to see ice cold hands, followed by your ghostly head appearing  by their legs, that uncharacteristic smirk appearing on your face still.

“Y/N!” Ignis called, as you turned your head toward the man, not flinching as you saw Noctis sword slash before your face, trying to frighten you into letting go.

Your eyes locking with your boyfriend, as you smirk widen into a twisted smile, as you suddenly yanked down on Prompto and Noctis’ ankles, sending them both shrieking below. Only to turn as you saw Gladiolus coming after you. Sinking into the ground, you reappeared behind the man, wrapping your arms around his large shoulders, as you drug him into the ground next, obviously using your paralyzing powers to overpower the large man, before disappearing back in the ground.

Ignis turned, as he looked around the room, his back up gone, as he looked around for you. Only to strike is Sage Fire, before tossing a dagger to the left, just above where your head was coming from.

You let out a ghostly wail of fear, looking to the dagger  inches from your face, only to turned back to Ignis, your smile gone, now replaced with shock than anger.

“I do apologize, my love, yet you seem to have misplaced our friends.” Ignis stated, raising his remained dagger. “I would like to request you to bring them back, and stop this foolishness.”

You hissed, letting out another wail before returning back to your hiding place in the shadows, letting more wails, “Igggniiissss, my love, you would hurt meeee?”

“My love,” Ignis replied, listing to your caterwauling bouncing off the acoustics of the room.  “You don’t seem to be thinking straight, do come out, and we can speak about this.”

“Iggggyyyy, why don’t you join the others? Or become one with me?”

Ignis turned last moment, as he tossed a dagger to the ground by his feet, hearing you shriek at the dagger inches from your face. Watching you sneer, than gasp, as you believed him to be out of daggers, only to find 2 more flamed daggers in hand.

“Not so fast, my dear.” Ignis called, reaching down grabbing your hand reached out to grab him, feeling your paralyzing effect starting to take over, before pulling you out the ground, tossing you over toward the painting, a dagger quickly following.  

Ignis covered his eyes, as the dagger burst the portrait into flames, and with you being so close, your wraith form when into flames with it, a shrieking howl left your body, as you collapsed to the floor in your human guise, the ashes of the painting raining down around you. Only for the portrait to let out a ghastly wail as the spirit within disappeared.

“Iggy?” You moaned, weakly, hearing the man running up to you, rolling you over. “You never mentioned how hot your Sage Fire is.”

Ignis chuckled softly, checking you over for burns, he knew that the fire would knock you back into your human form, but wasn’t aware if any wounds sustained in wraith form would be converted to your human form, “Are you alright, my dear?”

“A little toasty, yet otherwise quite fine. I believe we should go get the others.” You replied, leaning on the man to stand up.

“Are you aware of where they are?” He inquired, catching you as you stumbled a little, it always took you awhile to get use to walking again after floating around in wraith form.

“Yes, despite the young lady possessing me, I was aware of my surrounding. I fear the boys are rather upset at me for putting them in a broom closet, mostly poor Prompto.” You replied, as you walked down a small flight of stairs to another room, opening a door as your other three companions fell out. “Oh my, I do apologize.” You gasp, turning your right hand into your wraith form, touching each men’s arm, as they begun moving.

“Remind me to never piss you off.” Gladiolus groaned.

“What happened to the painting?” Noctis inquired.

Ignis adjusted his glasses, “Up in flames, “ Only to chuckle as you gave him a playful nudge.

#ff15 headcanons #ffxv headcanons #ffxv text post #final fantasy 15 headcanons #final fantasy xv head #final fantasy 15 text post #noctis lucis caelum #noctis x reader #prompto argentum #prompto x reader #gladiolus amicitia #gladiolus x reader #ignis scientia #ignis x reader #i thinkI'm getting better at these

[dammitadolfnomorecake]

DOTW 20 - Start

Dressed in a spare set of sweats and a hoodie, Eren was curled up with Titan in his lap. The fat feline was purring softly, while the omega snored. Getting Eren up to the apartment hadn't been a hassle, the omega tiredly asking if he could take a shower because he felt gross. Levi had expected Eren to complain, or to have forgotten that they were headed back to his place instead of home. In their absence Hanji had stopped by, dropping off Eren's medication with a small note telling him to "use a condom". He had no intention of rushing Eren off into his bedroom, at least not after watching the brat throw his guts up. And not while Eren was recovering. Being a gentleman, he'd let Eren showered first so he organise clothes for him, and straighten out the spare room. While he'd been showering, Eren had fallen back to sleep. If Titan hadn't been on his lap, he would have carried Eren into the spare room and settled him down there, but the pair of them together looked happy and comfortable. Titan really seemed to like Eren, which was a good sign considering he'd asked Eren to move in. Though his apartment was what Hanji called "sparse", it had everything he needed, and everything Eren would need. Erwin was the only one crazy enough to spend the night, and he was yet to complain. Thinking of the alpha, that reminded him that he'd asked Hanji to check Eren's bank accounts. His phone had been discarded next to this wallet and keys, but they were across the room, while he was in the kitchen making Eren dinner. In his time off, he'd found time to restock his pantry, with the help of online shopping. Finding a jar of cheese pasta sauce and a packet of pasta bows, he'd diced up some chicken and broccoli in an attempt to feed Eren. Normally he would have skipped the broccoli, if it was for just him he would have. Eren needed more vegetables in his diet, and it seemed to be the only acceptable vegetable available that he could add... and adding vegetables on the side seemed weird. The quiet of his apartment was broken by his phone ringing. Turning off the pasta, he jogged across the room, hoping to get to the device before it woke Eren. He didn't. Eren groaned and blinked at him in confusion as Levi answered Erwin's call. Seeing the phone, he started to move "It's ok, it's just Erwin" "I can go..." Levi shook his head, waiting until he'd reached the kitchen before finally sighing into the phone "What do you want?" "I'm outside your apartment. I brought food" "And you couldn't have knocked?" "My hands are full. Let me in" Well there went dinne "Give me a sec" He'd jinxed himself. Thinking about Erwin had somehow summoned him. Hanging up, he threw his phone down on the bench. Grabbing out a bowl, he dumped the chicken and broccoli in with the sauce. The pasta still needed a few more minutes "Eren, can you grab the front door for me? Erwin's outside and I need to clean this up" "Ok..." Yawning, Eren stretched high as he rose from the sofa. His shirt hiking up and exposing his left hip bone and part of his stomach... fuck... if he wasn't gay before, he definitely was now. He wanted to suck a deep possessive mark on Eren's hip... before making his way down... shaking his head at his own pervy thoughts. He'd never touch Eren without his permission. Unlocking the door, Erwin groaned as he came in "Hey Eren. I might have gone overboard here" "Is.. is that all food?" "Food and beer. You know, the important stuff" Closing the door behind him, he heard Eren do the chain. He didn't know if that meant Eren felt safe, or feared something was going to happen and insisted on taking him down with him "Eren, you can settle back down. Erwin and I will organise dinner, ok?" "Um, can I use the bathroom?" "Sure. Do you remember where it is?" "Yeah" Now that the pasta was finally cooked, he drained it as Erwin dropped the two bags on the counter behind him "So Eren's here?" "Yep" "Why isn't he at home?" "Marco invited him to the zoo, I was thrown an invite to babysit him" "Oh the horror. However did you survive?" Pouring the pasta into the bowl, he stirred it through. At least tomorrow's dinner was done. Half an hour in the oven and Eren would never know that it wasn't supposed to be a pasta bake "Yeah, well. It didn't go too well. Remember how Marco's pregnant? Well his alpha was there, and Eren ended up basically shunned. I wasn't impressed" "Is that why he's here? I just assumed Hanji and Moblit must both be working?" "No. They're probably home. Eren was pretty tired after the zoo" "And how's he going?" "I've asked him to move in" Erwin let out a long whistle, as Eren came out of the bathroom "Come take a seat over here, Erwin was just talking shit" "I don't want to intrude" He was going to ban Eren from the phrase "I don't...". The omega must have said it at least a hundred times today. Smiling, Erwin busied himself with the beer "It's fine, you're not intruding at all. Levi said you went to the zoo today?" "Yeah... with Marco and Jean" "How's Marco going?" "Good. He's 6 months along now" "Wow, over half way there. Is it a boy or a girl?" "They decided not to find out" Sitting at the small dining table, Eren watched Erwin. The omega didn't seem to mind him being there, but he was definitely on guard "Ah. Right. Hey, do you want a beer?" "No... I'm ok, thank you" At least the kid was sensible enough to know not to drink when was that dehydrated. Erwin pulled two beers out and cracked the tops, before looking at him expectantly. Levi didn't know what he was supposed to be doing now. His mind was off with Eren, worrying about the omega instead of remembering how to be a functioning adult "So are you getting the plates out?" "Right. Go wash your hands. Eren, Hanji dropped off your medication. Do you need to take any tonight? Or tomorrow morning?" "Tonight... I didn't take them this morning" "You can grab his meds off the coffee table on your way back" Erwin gave him a mock salute, walking off with his beer. Taking the take away containers out the bag, Levi stacked them back up and carried them over to the dining table "Sorry. I didn't know he'd be dropping over" "It's ok. If you want me to go..." "No. You're not going anywhere. You're my guest, he's just... furniture" Eren snorted, before covering his mouth "Just ignore him. I'll grab the plates, then grab you some water. You're probably still dehydrated" "Do you want any help?" "No, I've got this" "Oh, ok" Unable to help himself, he leaned down to kiss Eren on the top of the head, but the omega moved away. Well... that was slightly awkward "Sorry" "No. That was my fault. I wasn't thinking" "I... uh..." "Eren, you don't need to apologise or feel awkward. Do you remember what I told you?" "You tell me a lot of things" "Probably. I just mean... I don't want to make you feel awkward or anxious or upset. I didn't think about how you'd feel, and I know you don't know Erwin as well as I do. He cares about you, and he's kind of... my Hanji" "Your Hanji?" "Overbearing and worries too much, but his heart's in the right place" "I... I'm not scared. Maybe, anxious" "We're going to eat dinner and have a few beers, probably followed by some really crappy movie. If you want to go to bed, you can go anytime you want or need. The spare room is just in there, that first door. Titan's probably going to be in there, if you don't mind sharing with a fat cat" "Thank you" "You're welcome. If you do decide to move in, that will be your room. I need to grab those plates now" Reaching out with his cast hand, Eren grabbed his shirt, tugging him gently closer. Wrapping his arms around him, Eren gave him a quick hug before releasing him. From the bathroom of the doorway, Erwin was looking smug. Shooting him a glare, Levi headed back to the kitchen, ignoring Erwin completely. Conjuring a random chair from Levi's room, the three of them sat around the small dining table, which wasn't really made for three "So Eren, did you see anything interesting at the zoo?" "The snakes... they were kind of cool" "The danger noodles weren't cool" Erwin laughed "Sorry Eren, Levi really doesn't like snakes" "I noticed. But he was really cool. He took a few photos for me" "You willingly took photos of snakes?" "Eren decided he needed to have one of those scaly soul drainers draped over his shoulders" "It was harmless. It's a boa. They squeeze their prey to death" "You really had a snake wrapped around you?" "It was just over my shoulders and down my arm... Levi took photos" "That was a one off" "The foxes were cool too" Serving up for the three of them, it was hard when he wanted to dump the lot on Eren's plate and tell him to eat it all. Instead he started with a small portion for the three of them, Erwin following his lead and not saying anything about it "Foxes. What kind?" "Fen.. um..." "Fennec. And bat-eared" "Did you know you can keep fennec foxes as pets?" Eren shook his head "I don't think I want one as pet" "You don't?" "Some animals are better out in the wild" "That's very true. What about Titan?" Eren wrinkled his brow "What about him?" "Erwin, don't confuse him. You went from talking about the zoo, to talking about Titan" "I meant, what do you think Titan would think of the wild?" "Oh. He'd miss Levi. And his food. He's so fluffy, but heavy too. I don't think he'd be too happy" "No. He wouldn't. The arsehole rules this house" "He's not an arsehole... he's nice" "Trust me, he's nice until he gets what he wants. If he could buy his own food and empty his own litter tray, he wouldn't need me" "Don't be like that Levi, we all know how attached to that cat you are" "After Hanji dumped him on me" "He complains all the time, but he'd be lost without Titan" "I don't complain all the time" "He really does. Everything has to be clean and in its place. Watch, the moment we finish dinner, he'll be washing the dishes" Eren looked to him confusion "Isn't that what you're supposed to do? If you leave them, they're harder to do and it smells" Erwin laughed, choking on his beer "Oh. He is perfect for you. You've met your soulmate in this one" Levi loathed the term "soulmate" but couldn't deny it did feel incredibly right being with Eren "What did Hanji say... oh, that's right. The first time he met you, he said you looked constipated, before throwing out some awful pick-up lines" "My pick-up lines aren't awful" Eren picked up his fork, before placing it down and picking up his medication. The omega didn't really look happy at Erwin's joke "I'd take listening to Eren, over listening to your failed attempts any time" "My attempts aren't failures" "He strikes out all the time" "What Levi doesn't realise is that I know how much it gets under his skin, it's become a game to see how irritated I can make him" "Because you're a wanker" "His nickname is Ice Queen. Levi's become famous at saying no. He's quite popular with the women" "Yeah. Except for the fact I'm gay" "That never stopped them" "I really wish it would. I'm not interested" Zero interest outside of Eren, and that all depended on Eren. He wanted to treat him preciously, but he wasn't going to force anything on him... like the stupid kiss before. Taking his pills, Eren stared down at his plate. The kid still hadn't eaten, where as he and Erwin had both finished their served portions. If he didn't feed Erwin, the man might open his mouth and pull a Jean. Piling more food on his and Erwin's plate, he wished he knew the right words to get Eren to eat. Eren waited a few moments, before pushing his chair back "Sorry. I need the bathroom" Eren fled. Levi sighing to himself as he did. Placing down his knife and fork, he pushed his own chair back "Is he ok?" "Yeah. No. Not really. His weight is starting to become an issue. Zeke used to control his diet. I think he was getting better at eating, but being with Zeke again fucked that up. I need to check on him" "Does Hanji know?" "I'm not completely sure. She and Moblit are trying their hardest, but they're not home and he's still anxious and scared" "I think he's vomiting" "He's already done that today. We might be a while" "Should I go?" "No. He'll think he's done something wrong. Just sit here and drink your beer" Eren was curled over the toilet. The omega having thrown up a few handfuls of watery vomit. His whole body was shaking, as he whimpered softly. Walking over to him, Levi lowered himself to the bathroom floor, wrapping an arm around Eren's shoulder's and pulling him close "What's wrong?" "I..." "Eren, what's wrong? Was it dinner?" "I... can't eat" "You can't eat?" "No..." "Why not?" "Zeke told me... told me I can't" "Zeke isn't here" "He said... I shouldn't eat what I haven't paid for..." So Eren couldn't eat lunch unless he'd paid for it. Hanji didn't ask him for food money, so he felt he couldn't eat their food... no wonder the kid had been so fucking light "Eren. No" "I don't want to be bad" "You're not being bad by eating" "But if I eat, then it means less for you and Erwin" "Erwin always buys too much" "Zeke..." "Eren, Zeke is gone. He's not going to want you to starve yourself to death. He loved you, right?" "I don't know anymore... I couldn't save him" "I could have been there, and I couldn't have saved him. I'm sorry he died, but you need to live your own life now. Erwin brought dinner, enough for all of us. You're not taking away food, and you're not going to get any better if you don't eat. I don't expect you to go out there and eat everything, but please eat something" "You're not mad?" "No. I'm not mad at you at all. And when you move in, I'm going to put you to work" "Work?" "Yep. While I'm at work, I want you here, reading and learning new things. Taking care of Titan and looking after the apartment. That's your rent. When your hands all healed up, we can think about getting you a job. Getting you set up properly. Maybe even seeing about classes?" "Classes? I'm stupid" "You are not stupid at all. We're going to take this slow, but together" "Levi... why do you make me feel like this?" "Like what?" "Like everything will be ok. Like I can talk to you. Like... I like you" "Honestly. I have no fucking idea. I'm short, old and socially awkward. But you. I just keep doing what comes naturally, and occasionally fuck it up. But I want you to be happy. Happy and ok. I know you don't want us to worry. I know you don't want to be a burden. I don't find you a burden" "I do everything wrong" "No you don't" Eren looked up at him "If I move in, do you promise not to ask what happened" "Eren..." "I... I can't stop thinking about it. I keep seeing it. All the time. I don't want that... please. If I move in, please don't ask me. I can't tell, not now" Not now. That was better than not ever. He'd prefer if Eren did tell him. But "not now" didn't mean not ever "If you make a promise" "What?" "To see this as your home. Titan as your cat. The food in the fridge as your food too. I can see about getting a lock for your room. So you can have your heats in privacy" "My home was with Zeke..." "And your home can be here. I have work at all kinds of hours, but I'll always come home to here" "A home where you're waiting sounds... scary" "Good scary?" "Nervous"