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markmonlux · 1 year

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Weekly Dose of Mark

Saturday, April 15, 2023• 04/15/23

I sent out a Comic Critic email for the first time in months. I’ve realized I’ve fallen out of the habit of drawing comics daily, and I think I should get back into it. Before, I got more done. Well, at least I got a couple of comics drawn at the end of the week. The movie review was on “Zardoz.” Jane H. wrote about how that film temporarily stopped her lusting for Sean Connery. I’m paraphrasing.

I spent Monday morning and later evening in Downtown Tacoma. In the morning, I went to Freelance Fandango, where I met with Corey, Stan, Nori, and Haley. Corey brought prints for the binder, and Stan brought a Warlock compilation for show and tell. He also got a How to Think When You Draw book for Haley to check out. I brought in Shannon Wheeler’s Too Much Coffee Man compilation. Nori showed us bird photos he’s been taking with his telescopic lens. He would have been out on his kayak or taking more pictures, but it was raining today. This week, the KitKat flavor was Gato Chocolate, a chocolate mouse cake with a hint of strawberry flavor. We compared them to the American flavored Strawberry and Dark Chocolate. The Japanese flavor was once again superior. The Sisters of Pythias held a Ham dinner as a fundraiser in the evening. It was much better than the last Ham dinner they did. I think they took the feedback they overheard and applied it. Krista doesn’t like ham, so it was a treat for me. I went back for seconds. Oddly, small KitKats left over from someone’s Easter celebration were desert.

On Tuesday, I left the house at 6:40 am to drive to Seattle Central College to give a presentation titled “Cartooning as Labor.” I’d been invited by Leonard, who knew me from the Graphic Artists Guild. He teaches cartooning. I drove by five car accidents but did manage to arrive at 8am, in time for Leonard to take me to breakfast, where I had Bacon and Egg Tortillas with hashbrowns. I think the students got something out of it; some of them were interested in making cartoons. Others were taking the class for credit. A walkout was scheduled at 10 o’clock, so I left as the building emptied. When I got home, I made sure that Krista and I went for a walk before lunch. I ate a very light lunch.

My Uncle Bill, the twin to my father Jake, will be moving from New Mexico to Washington State next month. He’s moving to be closer to his family. Two of his daughters live in the Puget Sound area. I look forward to seeing more of him.

Speaking of my father, Jake, he and my mother are visiting my brother Stan and his wife, Nancy, in Hawaii. From the photos, he is texting the siblings; they are having fun at the beach.

I got an exciting email from the city of Tacoma. It reads:

Greetings and congratulations, Mark!

You have been selected to create a Traffic Box Wrap design for the City of Tacoma! We received 126 applications, and you are one of 17 artists selected, as a cohort representing a diversity of styles and perspectives, based on the quality exemplified in your past work. Rebecca Solverson will be reaching out to you soon to set up an orientation focused on the technical requirements and assistance in understanding the project and specifications for wrap designs.

We greatly appreciate the time and effort you put into this submission. In addition to this opportunity, we may reach out to you to create one-off, site-specific wrap designs based on the information you provided about parts of Tacoma you feel especially connected with.

Thank you and let us know if you have any questions!

BK LeMay

I’m very stoked by this news. I’ve wanted to do a Traffic Box Wrap since the city started the program. I’ve applied before but didn’t make the cut. Then there was the pandemic, and then funding was an issue. I had my fingers crossed when I applied. I have an idea of what I’m going to do. It will be something that will be whimsical as people drive by, admired when they are stopped, and enthralled when they find hidden elements on close inspection. It’s going to be groovy!

Alley News

Every trip to Costco has included buying a couple of bags of dirt for the garden. We also picked up some Chicken Manure, which works very well but stinks to high heaven until you get it in the ground. And some would argue even then, there’s a smell. But the vegetables love it. Krista is worried she’s not getting the peas in early enough.

Pat Smith and I spent three hours at Wapato Park on Saturday because there was a Pokemon special event he wanted to take advantage of. I was all for this. The whole goal was to catch as many of one type of Pokemon as possible. So the last week, we’ve been gathering game elements to assist this goal. We plugged in lure modules, lure incense, and lucky eggs for extra points and enjoyed the outdoors. There was less walking than planned. We sat under the protection of roof-covered picnic areas because it was raining part of the time. Why would I do this? Besides my neighbor’s company, I’ve been stuck at level 40 for nearly two years because one of the tasks to get to level 41 was to catch 200 Pokemon in one day. And it never seemed like I had a good enough excuse to blow an afternoon in the park catching Pokemon, at least not on my own. It is with a happy heart that I can announce that I’m finally at Level 41, whatever non-accomplishment that is. It was a fun way to pass the time. But it might be a while before I do that again. If it wasn’t raining, I’m sure Krista would have preferred I mowed the yard and garden. She’s started to drop hints in that direction.

This week’s dreams:

April 8

#IDreamt I was flying to a reunion, but the plane was forced to land due to snow storms. All flights to the destination or out of the airport were then canceled. Discovered Arthur Ross Jr. was stranded with me at Cincinnati Airport.

April 9

#IDreamt Tacoma became an area of study as our dimension would partially phase with a similar dimension. In the other dimension, my friends had a toddler. So they would find ‘their’ kid popping in and out of their lives at odd times.

April 10

#IDreamt my sister was in charge of a cruise liner’s entertainment. One of her performers for a dinner mystery was AWOL, so she asked me to fill in as an aging, poorly skilled drag queen.

April 11

#IDreamt I was working at a summer camp. The washers and dryers were caked with years of dirt and grime, so I was giving them a scrub.

April 12

#IDreamt Lani Lawrence was helping me buy property in the afterlife. Turns out that burning things like money did arrive for you. She had lots. Newcomer got a discount on land, so we were working on a deal.

April 13

#IDreamt I drew a t-shirt design for a band back in the ’80s that became famous and a pop culture icon. More than half of my income came from its licensing. It’s a shame that I woke up without fame or fortune.

April 14

#IDreamt I lived on the road. I was placing my aged orange cat on a sofa in a strange house to sleep while I rearranged the contents of the back seat of our vehicle.

April 15

#IDreamt four dreams last night. Each is in a different county with different people. All of them were jailbreaks.

I watched some movies this week:

35. April 8

The Man Who Killed Hitler and Then the Bigfoot (2018) Rating: 8

When it comes to movies that have both Hitler and Bigfoot in them, this one is at the top . You might expect a film with such a cheezy title to be poorly produced, lacking in talent, and have poorly constructed dialog. But this film dismisses all those expectations. It’s played straight and honestly, just like the main character. The entire movie is all about a person’s character. Plus, if you are a Sam Elliott fan, as I am, you will find it a delightful film to watch. Plus, I give it an extra point for having a dog with a name in it. I watched this movie on Tubi.

36. April 9

Apollo 18 (2011) Rating: 6

I’m not a big fan of found-footage horror films. But I found myself drawn into this festival of shake-shots because it’s set on the moon. After viewing the movie, I found myself thinking of the cold war hysteria science fiction films of the ’50s. I love those old films. I believe that the undercurrent of nostalgia, along with my interest in space exploration, is what drew me to this movie. I watched this movie on Tubi.

37. April 15

Demolition (2015) Rating: 8

This drama involves a unique perspective of how a person has to excavate out of their numbness induced by denial, loss, and grief. What makes this well-sculpted film from a seven to an eight is the songs that are carefully selected for the soundtrack. The songs which aren’t familiar, you are left craving to explore. That sense of desire for exploration reflects the similar personal struggles of the characters in the film in a way that is genius in its subtlety. I watched this movie on a Netflix DVD.

38. April 15

Cocaine Bear (2023) Rating: 7

I’m giving this move an extra point on a title that became a pop-culture hit overnight. It also gets an extra point for having a dog with a name. I don’t think anyone expected this to be Ray Liotta’s final film. Mr. Liotta died in his sleep from a heart attack filming Dangerous Waters in the Dominican Republic. His death scene in this movie was gut-wrenching, and I would give an extra point for it, but it might be considered in bad taste. I watched this with Krista on Peacock. Well, I watched it. Krista gave up on it and busied herself with a game on her iPad.

More next week,

Mark

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sidlesbitch · 3 years

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every CSI episode:

01x11 - I-15 Murders

#csi #csi 01x11 #nick stokes #sara sidle #catherine willows #gil grissom #warrick brown #greg sanders #george eads #jorja fox #marg helgenberger #gary dourdan #william petersen #eric szmanda #krista allen #gif series: every csi episode #ece #my gifs

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bramblrose · 5 years

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“Sometimes the person we think we’ll become is the person we already are, and the person we truly become is the person we least expect.”

#addictededit #addicted edit #addicted series #calloway sisters series #addicted #calloway sisters #samuel stokes #sam stokes #connor cobalt #loren hale #lo hale #ryke meadows #garrison abbey #krista & becca ritchie #mine

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queen-haq · 2 years

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wow, I just recently came back to tumblr and saw that you have already posted 9 parts of the sequel 🤩 i devoured the story yesterday and WoW!!! didn’t expect this storyline AT ALL! I mean AWS was all about Billy being obsessed with reader and fighting for her etc. and now here we are with him despising her? I love that, the messiness and drama is just perfect ❤️

idk if someone asked this before and u have to answer it twice but why exactly where his feelings so malicious and repulsive towards her after the accident? was it really just because he had completely forgotten who she was and what they experienced together? or is there a deeper meaning and i’m just too dumb to get it 🙈

I ❤️ an Enemis to Lovers trope and AWR allowed me the chance to explore that with the Canon amnesia plot line so I couldn't resist. I'm glad you like the messiness - it's been fun to write 😀

And you're not dumb, a lot of it was subtle and left to reader interpretation. As for why he was so malicious, it didn't start off that way. First it was a general disdain because he couldn't understand why he'd be married to someone like her. Reader was never someone who was an "obvious " beauty - and Billy, in his younger mindset, was all about the looks and flash. He needed the bestlooking car, the designer clothes, he wanted people to envy him and at first glance Reader was not who he saw as being that person. That fed into it. And then he felt like a constant disappointment because she obviously wanted her husband back and he didn’t feel a connection to the AWS Billy without his memories. When Krista came into that picture, she stoked the flames more. Bet he's regretting it all now 😆

Anyway, thank you for reading all the chapters and letting me know your thoughts. I just posted 10 today so hopefully you'll enjoy that too!

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ninewheels · 3 years

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MR. ROBOT Actors By Screen Time (because defining distinct “characters” is a little more confusing in this show)

Rami Malek as Elliot Alderson - 744:30 minutes Carly Chaikin as Darlene Alderson - 268:15 minutes Christian Slater as Mr. Robot / Edward Alderson - 213:45 minutes Portia Doubleday as Angela Moss - 200:30 minutes Grace Gummer as Agent Dominique DiPierro - 152:45 minutes Martin Wallström as Tyrell Wellick - 130:15 minutes Michael Cristofer as Philip Price - 76:30 minutes BD Wong as Whiterose/Minister Zhang Zhi - 60:45 minutes Elliot Villar as Fernando Vera - 55:45 minutes

Gloria Reuben as Dr. Krista Gordon - 54:30 minutes Stephanie Corneliussen as Joanna Wellick - 44:45 minutes Azhar Khan as Sunil “Mobley” Markesh - 44:30 minutes Bobby Cannavale as Irving - 37:30 minutes Sunita Mani as Shama “Trenton” Biswas - 32:30 minutes Michael Drayer as Francis “Cisco” Shaw - 30 minutes Michel Gill as Gideon Goddard - 26:15 minutes Omar Metwally as Agent Ernesto Santiago - 24:30 minutes Joey Bad@$$ as Leon - 23:15 minutes Vaishnavi Sharma as Magda Alderson - 23 minutes Craig Robinson as Ray Heyworth - 22 minutes Ron Cephas Jones as Leslie Romero - 18:30 minutes Ben Rappaport as Ollie Parker - 18:30 minutes Dominik Garcia as Olivia Cortez - 18:30 minutes Frankie Shaw as Shayla Nico - 17:45 minutes Ashlie Atkinson as Janice - 17:30 minutes Brian Stokes Mitchell as Scott Knowles - 17:15 minutes Grant Chang as Grant - 14 minutes Bruce Altman as Terry Colby - 12:30 minutes Jeremy Holm as Mr. Sutherland - 10:30 minutes Sakina Jaffrey as Antara Nayar - 10:15 minutes Young M.A as Peanuts - 10:15 minutes Elisha Henig as Mohammed Biswas - 10:15 minutes Sandrine Holt as Susan Jacobs - 10 minutes Evan Whitten as young Elliot Alderson - 9:30 minutes Michele Hicks as Sharon Knowles - 9 minutes Jake Busey as Freddy Lomax - 9 minutes Ross Kurt Le as young Zhang Zhi - 8:45 minutes Eugene Shaw as Chen - 8:30 minutes Chris Conroy as Derek - 8:15 minutes Aidan Liebman as young Elliot Alderson - 8 minutes Rick Gonzalez as Isaac Vera - 7:30 minutes Jon Glaser as Tobias - 7 minutes Jahneer E. Williams as Javi - 6:30 minutes Jing Xu as Wang Shu - 5:30 minutes Armand Schultz as Michael Hansen - 5:30 minutes Julia Crockett as Emily Moss - 4:30 minutes Aaron Takahashi as Lloyd Chung - 4:30 minutes Rizwan Manji as Norm - 4:15 minutes Don Sparks as Don Moss - 3:30 minutes Erik Jensen as Frank Cody - 3:15 minutes Eva Jette Putrello as young Angela - 2:30 minutes

#Mr. Robot #Mr Robot #Elliot Alderson #Darlene Alderson #Angela Moss #screen time stuff #experimenting with the format slightly #also this one's been sitting half finished in my drafts for over a year whoops!

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shirorinyuaaru · 3 years

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A Soldier’s Countenance

Chapter 4 - Of Synchronicity and Desire

You should have known laying your feelings on the table would lead to something deeper. A relationship hidden in the shadows, desire thinly cloaked behind pretense, Levi has to make a decision.

Maintain control or throw caution to the wind.

This chapter is 18+ for graphic content

If you want to know my inspo for this chapter, listen to Bang by Armchair Cynics.

Training Grounds 0630 Hours

Levi’s Squad was becoming suspicious of the dynamic change between you and the Captain. Since returning from your week of helping Hange with her strange experiments, it was almost as if you and Levi danced around each other. Regardless of the increased space between the two of you, Mikasa was especially aware of the gentle gazes you awarded each other when no one was watching. Furthermore, when you sparred with Captain Levi there was a level of synchronicity not previously present. Instead of the tense atmosphere they had witnessed the last time you made the - stupid - decision to challenge your raven-haired superior, there was an air of mutual respect and intense focus.

It was obvious you still had an edge when it came to hand-to-hand combat, but what could the others expect when you spent almost your every waking moment at Levi’s side? From training in the morning, attending to your duties as his assistant, and extra practice at night alongside Mikasa and Eren, you had excelled.

Today was no different than any other; it started with twenty laps around the green, 50 push-ups, 50 sit-ups, an ungodly number of squats, and ODM gear practice. Once again you were ending with sparring. Krista had finally recovered from the injury you had unintentionally given her and had switched partners to Sasha to avoid another incident. That left you to either take on Mikasa, Eren, or Captain Levi if you were feeling especially daring.

For now, Levi had paired you with Mikasa. He looked to you both as excellent examples of proper technique, sometimes stopping the others to have them observe a specific set of moves that you had both previously executed. He could scarcely hide the pride that shone in his stormy eyes when he watched you hold your own regardless of who you were pitted against; it was difficult to keep the stony expression he wore on a day-to-day basis.

Mine. That’s mine, he would appreciate silently. Never once did he have to doubt your strength or worry of possible injuries on your behalf.

That didn’t mean you came out of sparring practice unscathed, however. It was common for you to show up to Levi’s office with his morning cup of tea, new bruises lining your arms and, once in a while, your cheek or jaw. This was especially true when you faced off against Mikasa, who never held back. You were rather gleeful whenever you got to face her, regardless of the injuries you were sure to receive - it just meant you were both pushing yourselves to the brink.

In your usual fashion, you utilized your legs more than your arms when taking on your onyx-haired colleague. You found it easier to land a blow if you kept a reasonable distance from her. Whenever you got close, she would manage to land a solid punch or worse - throw you over her shoulder and onto the ground. It was more difficult for her to grapple you if you went in for a well-placed kick due to the speed you moved at.

“I think you’re going easy on me, Mikasa.” You teased, eyeing her movements carefully.

Mikasa’s lip quirked up ever-so-slightly, mirth filling her expression. “When have I ever gone easy on you, Y/N?”

“I don’t know - the last time we sparred I distinctly remember winning.”

“So you admit that the only way you can win is if I go easy on you.”

“No, but it definitely wasn’t a very satisfying win. Too focused on Eren?” You teased.

She blushed slightly, her small smile turning into a frown. “What about you? Seems like you’re pretty keen on observing the Captain lately.”

You moved towards her with caution, considering your chances of landing a kick to her knees to knock her off balance, not responding.

“Oi Brats, less chatting more ass-kicking.” Levi barked at you, crossing his arms impatiently.

He received no response from you either. Nor did he hear one from your agile partner.

It seemed your good-natured teasing only stoked the fire building in Mikasa. Your sparring session ended with you on your ass, arm painfully twisted behind you. “Jesus, Mikasa, I yield,” you hissed, hyper-aware of the throbbing in your shoulder.

She released you with a satisfied smirk, stepping away. “Just so you know, I plan to win tomorrow too.”

“I expect nothing less,” you grumbled, rubbing your arm and soothing your damaged ego.

“Hit the showers, Brats. You look disgusting.” Levi remarked, dismissing you all with a wave. However, before you could join the others you felt a gentle tug on your wrist. “Wait.”

You quirked an eyebrow, turning to gaze into the slate-gray eyes you came to adore. “What is it, Captain?”

“Come with me. I need you to take some documents over to Erwin.”

You were distinctly aware of the observant eyes glancing at you as they made their way back to the barracks. “Right now? I’m pretty sure you don’t want me stepping into your office smelling like shit, Captain Levi. What if I dirty your floors again?”

“Oi, Cadets keep walking! Eyes forward!” Levi boomed, watching the other members of his squad scurry away at his demand. He made sure they were out of earshot before continuing.

“You can shower in my room.”

You practically choked on your own breath. “I’m sorry?”

“Dammit Y/N, you aren’t deaf. You can shower in my room.”

“What about a change of clothes?”

“We’re the same size. Wear something of mine.”

Needless to say, you weren’t used to the forward nature Levi was presenting to you. You almost wondered if he had an ulterior motive, but shook the thought aside. “Alright, I’ll go with you.”

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Levi’s Office 0800 Hours

You were both uncharacteristically quiet as he led you through the door separating his office from his private quarters. While you weren’t unfamiliar with being there, the last time you had set foot in his bathroom was when you injured your hands scrubbing his floor.

“Go ahead and start the shower, Y/N. I’ll bring you a towel and something to wear.”

You felt your face flush and cleared your throat, “I’d be naked.”

“And?”

“And your shower door is glass, Levi.” You hissed, pressing your cool hands to your cheeks in a desperate attempt to soothe the burning of your skin.

Levi smirked, slowly backing you into the door to the bathroom. “Is that a problem? Are you telling me after the daring lecture you gave me the other day you’ve suddenly decided to go shy on me?”

The burning sensation afflicting you only worsened as he placed his arms on either side of you, pinning you in place. “That’s - I - I don’t even know what we are . How am I supposed to calmly let you into the room when I’m fully exposed to you?” You muttered, trying to avoid his intense gaze by turning your head away.

“What do you want to be?” He murmured, pressing his forehead to yours.

“Shouldn’t I be asking you that question?”

“I’m more interested in your answer, Brat.”

“I -” you huffed in irritation, frustrated that your body was betraying you in more ways than one when you desperately wanted a clear mind. “I want to be - I want to be the person you turn to at night when you need a break. I want to be the person providing you comfort after a particularly rough expedition. I want to be the reason you come home,” you whispered.

“What I’m trying to say, Levi, is I want to be yours.”

Levi sucked in a breath, pink dusting his cheeks. It wasn’t that he hadn’t expected you to be forward with your answer - he just was unprepared for the intimate sincerity he detected in your voice. After a moment of contemplation, he spoke.

“We’d have to keep it secret, at least for a while.”

“I know.”

“Not everyone is going to take kindly to a relationship between you and me.”

“I’m aware.”

“And when all is said and done, are you prepared for the possible fallout that comes with - eventually - going public?”

“Are you?”

Amusement shown in Levi’s piercing eyes. “I don’t think I’ll know until it happens.”

“That’s how I feel.” You paused, glancing at your captain carefully. “Is this what you want? I don’t want a decision being made one-sidedly, Levi.”

He was silent for a moment, contemplating his answer. When push came to shove, he never was very good at expressing his feelings with the candor you were capable of.

For you, that moment felt like an eternity.

“Levi?”

He gently rested his head on your shoulder, steadying his breathing. “You know I’m fucking terrible at this.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that I need an answer.”

“Right.”

More silence.

“I want to try it,” he said after a while, “I’d probably never stop beating myself up if I didn’t at least see where this went, especially after I drank a fucking glass of whiskey just to be able to be honest with you.”

You carefully lifted your hand to caress his cheek, keenly aware of the way he tensed under your touch. “If that’s the case, I’d like - um - I’d like for you to join me.” You cursed yourself for the wavering in your voice, wanting to seem confident for the both of you.

Levi’s head shot up so fast you wouldn’t have been surprised if he had given himself whiplash. His eyes were wide and he gaped at you openly. “I’m sorry, did I hear you right? You want me to fucking join you? In the shower?”

“I mean - you normally take a shower after training anyway and I figure this would be faster…” you trailed off, running a hand through your h/l h/c hair. “You don’t have to, but if you’re going to see me naked anyway I don’t exactly see a problem with us both being in the shower.”

“The difference is that you’d see me naked too, Y/N.”

“And?”

“And,” he huffed, standing up straight. “I don’t know if I can control myself being that close to you in that situation, regardless of if you smell like shit.”

“Gee, thanks.”

“You said it first, not me.”

“Are you going to join me or not?”

“I - fuck - are you even listening? What if I jump you in the goddamn shower?” Levi hissed, glaring at you.

You quirked your brow at him, crossing your arms. “I’m not exactly a blushing bride, Levi. I’ve done…things.”

“You haven’t done things with me.”

“Not yet.”

“Not y- Jesus Christ.”

“If you don’t want to then just say so. I’m not about to take offense to it.” You replied evenly, trying desperately to calm your rapid heartbeat. “We can take it slow.”

“I…wouldn’t be opposed to it.”

“So?”

“Are you really going to make me say it?”

“You’re lucky I’m not making you beg,” came your sly remark.

How the fuck does she go from shy and quiet as a mouse to a bold, teasing brat with the snap of her fingers?

Regardless of his surprise at your confident change of tone, he couldn’t let your challenge go unanswered. After all, he was a sore loser. “I’m pretty sure I’m the one who should make you beg, Y/N. After all, I fully intended to bend you over my desk the other day.”

“I’ll ask you one more time. Are you joining me?”

“I can’t exactly say no when you act like such a confident Brat now, can I?”

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Levi realized rather quickly that Y/N liked her showers hot - if the steam billowing from the bathroom indicated anything - as he gathered towels and clothes for the both of them.

“Oi, you better not be wasting all of the hot water in your masochistic attempt to burn yourself alive.” He called, only half-kidding.

“Maybe if you hurried up that wouldn’t be a problem.” You responded cheekily, folding your dirty clothes and setting them to the side. Though it was you who made the bold declaration that you should shower together, you couldn’t help but be nervous. You didn’t hate your body per-se, but the scars that riddled your skin like rough strokes of paint on a canvas gave you pause. It meant you had survived countless encounters with death, that you were a soldier with experience, but you couldn’t ignore the wistful desire for clear, unmauled skin.

“I’m coming,” Levi grumbled, “don’t get your shorts in a bunch, Cadet.”

“I can’t - I’m not wearing any.”

Levi could hear the shit-eating grin in your voice and snorted, pushing aside the nervousness knotting his stomach. “Last chance to back out. I’m outside the door.”

The silent question did not go unheard by you. Is this okay? The gentle concern he showed you in private made your heart swell.

You took a final, resolute breath. “You can come in.”

The moment he crossed the threshold and first laid eyes on you, he was sure his heart stopped beating. Levi swallowed thickly, his eyes growing cloudy as he took in the sight before him. Your skin glowed gently in the light of the room, your scars shining proudly as if like lightning in the middle of a storm. A delicate dusting of pink was present on your cheeks, which you tried to hide with your confident stance, head held high.

“Will you be joining me, or do you just plan to stand there while the water goes cold?”

“Can’t I admire what’s in front of me for a second without your nagging?” He deadpanned, sarcasm evident in the dry tone of his voice.

“Not if I can’t admire you mutually.”

Levi wasn’t completely unfamiliar with intimacy when it came to the bedroom, but his knowledge was limited to one-night stands to scratch an itch. Letting down his walls and laying himself bare was foreign territory and led to pause. After a moment of hesitancy, overridden by the image of embracing you under the unremitting pressure of the water, he stripped.

You eyed him hungrily, unable to control your wandering gaze as Levi undressed. The first to go was his shirt, unbuttoned with the utmost care. With every flick of his wrist, a new expanse of skin was revealed to you. The scars that lined his porcelain skin only served to make him more alluring. Levi turned from you for a moment, wordlessly folding his shirt and placing it atop yours, before returning to his original position and unbuttoning the white pants of his uniform.

You wondered if his slow, purposeful movements were meant to tease you, your breath becoming more ragged with each one.

His eyes met yours, that vulnerable gaze returning. In one swift motion, he lay bare before you, stepping out of his pants soundlessly. Before you could speak, he moved towards you with the utmost care, ignoring the disorganized mess he left in his wake.

“You’re beautiful.” He breathed, cupping your cheek.

Your e/c eyes fluttered shut at his feather-light touch. “Not as beautiful as you,” came your stertorous response.

Levi swallowed thickly, motioning to the shower. “We should probably get in.”

“Right.”

After an instant of awkward shuffling, you both let out a groan of relief at the sensation of warm water pelting you both, as if washing away the nerves that threatened to burst forth from your hearts.

“Feels good,” you murmured, allowing the water to soothe your aching muscles as you set to removing the sweat and grime from your skin.

Levi only grunted in response, unable to tear his eyes from you. His hair clung to his face, obscuring his perfect view of the awe-inspiring sight in front of him. He knew he should start washing as well, but found it impossible to focus on the task.

Control yourself, his brain hissed.

“Levi?”

“What?” came his slightly surprised response as you jarred him from his trance.

“I asked if you’d like me to wash your hair.” The innocence in your voice only spurred him on more, so instead of a response, you got a strangled noise and a nod.

With a tender caress of your hand, you turned him away from you and lathered the shampoo in your hands. He reveled in the feeling of your fingers gently scratching his scalp as you worked the soap into his hair, letting out a relieved sigh.

The feeling of his body under your ministrations caused your heart to constrict painfully in your chest. Wondering how much you could get away with, you pressed yourself against his back, gently pushing his head towards the water.

“You can rinse it out,” you said breathlessly, beginning to feel a familiar warmth building in your core.

“Y/N what are you doing?”

“Helping you get clean.”

“No,” he continued, trying desperately to focus on the task of washing out the shampoo, “what are you doing pressed up against me like that?”

Don’t lose control.

“Is it too much?” You breathed, wrapping your arms around him to feel his chest daringly.

“It is if you expect me to keep myself in check.” He asserted, grabbing one of your hands in a vice grip.

Don’t. Lose. Control.

“What if I don’t want you to?”

That was all it took to snap the thin threads keeping Levi from his desire to absolutely wreck you . He whipped around and pinned your hands to the wall before you could react, pressing a searing kiss to your lips. It was a fierce battle of teeth and tongues; you fought against his hold as best as you could, the desire to tangle your hands in his hair impossible to ignore.

His grip on your wrists only tightened as he ground his hips against yours. Levi was in charge of the pace, and he’d be damned if he let you take it from him.

“I’m going to leave you a writhing mess, Y/N.” He growled, his voice hoarse.

You could only let out a moan in response, grinding against his hardening cock. You wanted to feel him - all of him. You wanted to know what his tongue felt like on your pussy, how his fingers felt as they teased your clit, and how full you would be with him bottomed-out inside of you.

“Tell me what you want.”

“Levi, fuck, I-” you keened, biting your lip.

“I can’t hear you, Cadet.” was his demanding reply.

“Please, Captain, let me touch you - let me taste you.”

He released the bruising grip on you immediately, his normally gray eyes black and clouded with lust. You pushed him back by his hips, giving yourself room to get on your knees in front of him. Eye-level with his twitching length, you licked your lips greedily. With a fleeting glance at Levi, you wrapped your hand around him and pumped in a teasingly slow rhythm.

Levi sucked in a breath, his hands tangling in your h/l locks. It was taking all of his self-restraint not to shove your pretty little mouth onto his throbbing member. Luckily he didn’t have to wait for the blessed feeling of your tongue long.

“Levi, you’re so perfect.” you hummed, licking him from base to tip, swirling your tongue around his head before swallowing him down. You could taste the salty, heady flavor of his precum as you took him as deeply as you could. It only served to spur you on more; your mind was clouded with lust and a desire to please.

He hissed, his head slamming into the shower wall behind him.

“Fuck, Y/N… How are you so good with that pretty little mouth of yours?”

His praise was music to your ears, and your only response was to bob your head rhythmically, forcing yourself to take more of his cock with each forward motion. Before long he was an absolute mess, panting and writhing under your touch.

“Stop - Stop.” He breathed, pulling you off of him. “I won’t be able to keep my promise to ruin you if you keep going.”

“I think I ruined you instead.” You challenged, licking your lips seductively.

“Oh, Love,” he purred, the pet name making you squirm, “you have no idea what I plan to do to you.”

Grabbing the soap next to him, he motioned for you to stand, lathering his hands.

“First, I’m going to clean that filthy body of yours from head to toe. Then I’m going to taste that delectable pussy of yours and fuck you with my mouth till you’re begging for release.” His hands moved purposefully against your skin as he washed off the remnants of the day. You were painfully aware of his desire to tease you as he massaged your torso, avoiding your breasts entirely.

“Levi, please…”

“Please what, Y/N?”

“Please touch me.” You begged, reaching for his hand.

He pulled away from you immediately, leaving you cold and wanting. “I thought I taught you patience during our training - I’ll touch you where I want when I want. You’ll just have to be good for me and wait.”

You whined, fisting your hands at your sides and shutting your eyes, willing yourself to stay still for him.

“Good girl - You’re so good for me.” He purred, resuming his ministrations.

Levi washed you at a painfully slow pace, making good on his promise to clean every single part of you. With each motion of his hands, you could feel yourself getting wetter. Frankly, you were so wet you weren’t sure if you were dripping or if it was just the water cascading over your skin. Regardless, he still hadn’t touched you where you desperately wanted to, obviously leaving your breasts and core for last.

“Are you ready, Love?” He murmured in your ear, the desire in his voice evident. “You’ve been so patient - so good. I’m going to reward you for your efforts.”

Before you could respond he began massaging your breasts, pinching at your nipples and tugging them gently. The stimulation made your knees week and you struggled to keep yourself upright, settling for leaning back against Levi’s chest for support.

“Does that feel good, Y/N?”

“Yes, Levi - fuck - it feels so fucking good.”

“You can barely stand; I wonder what’ll happen when I finally taste you.”

Your breath hitched in your throat, the sultry tone of his voice driving you insane. “Please. Please, Levi - Babe I’ve been so patient. I need you.”

Levi chuckled and pressed a kiss to your neck. “Do you want me to give you what you want?”

“Yes.”

He turned you to face him, kissing you again - his love for you evident in every movement. As quickly as it began, it was over. Levi knelt between your legs, quirking an eyebrow at you as if asking for permission once more.

You nodded enthusiastically, gently threading your fingers in his raven-colored hair.

Satisfied with your consent, he leaned in, licking your slit experimentally. The loud moan you released echoed against the walls, spurring him on. He took your hips in a bruising grip, burying himself in your folds and relishing in the sweet taste of your slick. He lapped at your folds enthusiastically, reveling in every sound you made.

You sounded more divine than all of the music in the world.

It took all of your willpower to stay standing when he sucked on your clit with fervor, his index and middle fingers finding your opening and sliding in with ease. He pumped them in a slow, purposeful rhythm, taking his time to stretch you. Levi was well-aware that you could probably take him right then with how aroused you were, but he desperately wanted to draw this out.

I want to burn this into my memory - How she feels. How she makes me feel. How I can ruin her so easily.

“Jesus, please Levi, I need to feel you. I want to feel you.”

How could he deny you when you asked so sweetly?

He removed himself from between your legs after a final kiss to your labia, his longing gaze finding yours. Levi stood, backing you against the wall of the shower and lifting your right leg to rest on his hip. He lined himself up with your opening and let out the breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Is this okay, Y/N?”

“Yes,” you breathed, looking at Levi lovingly.

“There isn’t any going back from this.”

“I know.”

“You’re really sure?”

“It sounds like you’re trying to talk yourself out of it more than me, Levi.” You chucked, cupping his cheek with your hand. “Do you want to stop? We can stop.”

“No.” He assured, biting his lip, “I just want to make sure you’re ready.”

“I’m more than ready.”

That was all the reassurance he needed. He slid into you with one fluid motion, taking a minute to savor the feeling of your tight walls against his cock.

You both let out a quiet moan, Levi’s grip on you tightening as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. The feeling of him deep inside of your pussy was absolutely divine . You were so full, so satisfied just reveling in the sensation of you both being one. He felt amazing.

It felt as though you were perfectly made for each other.

After a moment to collect himself, Levi willed himself to move. He tried desperately to maintain a cadence with his thrusts, but it was becoming more difficult with each gasp and moan you released. He was well aware of the sharp sting of your nails clawing at his shoulders - it only served to make it more difficult to keep in control.

It was as if you could read his mind when you responded, “Let go, Levi. Just let go.”

He didn’t need any further encouragement.

His hips snapped forward with reckless abandon. Levi thrust into you roughly, his nails digging into your leg that he held against himself.

Mine. Mine. All fucking mine .

With each powerful thrust he gave, you began losing yourself in the splendor. The familiar tightness of an impending orgasm made itself known and you tried to tell him between frenzied breaths.

“Levi - I - Fuck - I’m gonna - Please I want to cum .”

“God - Yes - Fuck Y/N cum for me. Cum for me, Love. I want to see you unravel.” Levi growled, feeling his own impending release surface as you clenched around him.

By now his thrusts were absolutely brutal - no measured tempo to be found. It was frantic, carnal, desperate desire to finish that guided his motions. He wanted you to scream for him. He wanted you to come undone in his arms - all for him.

He never said he wasn’t selfish.

It wasn’t long before you saw stars.

“Levi!” You yelled, digging your nails into his back and drawing blood as you came. Your body shook with the power of your orgasm, only being held up by the firm, steadying grip Levi had on you. He didn’t stop his ministrations, leaving you overstimulated and begging for him.

He had succeeded in ruining you.

“Fuck, Y/N, I’m going to cum” Levi hissed, his head falling into the junction between your neck and shoulder.

“Cum on me, Levi. Cum for me.” You said breathlessly, wanting him to feel just as good as you did when he orgasmed.

With a final stroke, Levi pulled out of you and jerked himself to completion, cumming all over your stomach and hips. Spurred on by the intense sensation of his orgasm, he bit into your neck, hoping to leave his mark on you.

You both slumped onto the floor of the shower, holding each other and trying to collect yourselves.

“I love you, Levi.” You murmured, pressing your head to his chest.

Levi wrapped his arms around you gently, hoping to prolong this moment with you as long as possible.

“I love you too.”

The water in the shower had long grown cold.

Neither of you seemed to notice.

#levi x reader #levixreader #levi ackerman imagine #levi ackerman #shingeki no kyoujin #attack on titan #yall ready for smutty smut smut?

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suchatinyinfinity · 5 years

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Prime numbers for the asks that say a lot: 2, 3, 5, 7, 11, 13, 17, 23, 29, 31, 37, 41, 43, 47, 53, 59, 61, 67, 71, 73, 79, 83, 89, 97.

I was so happy to see you put all these numbers in my inbox! I’ve answered a good number of these already, so I’m going to skip over those here. Here we go with your prime numbers, thanks for these!

2. Chocolate bars or lollipops? I really love World’s Finest Chocolate almond bars, but otherwise, probably lollipops.

3. Bubblegum or cotton candy? Pink cotton candy, freshly spun.

13. Lanyard or key ring? Key ring!

17. Most frequently worn pair of shoes? Hm... I have an old pair of black flip flops that are the easiest to just slip on, but my black Doc Martens combat boots are probably the most worn that count. I’m so freakin’ stoked it’s boot season again!

31. What outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names? Used to be scrubs! Now, funnily enough, anything I have that’s kind of grungy that I can wear with the aforementioned pair of boots! Also, I feel badass when I wear my Punisher or Game of Thrones t-shirts (though I know it’s quite the opposite).

37. Suitcase or duffel bag? Hopefully a suitcase, because it means I’m traveling!

41. Last person you texted? My mom.

47. Favorite type of cheese? This is such a mean question. The only type of cheese i don’t like is Swiss. I love those little Babybel cheeses and I adore Feta.

53. What is the current state of your hands? A little bit dry, but you can’t tell by looking at them. Short nails (I bite them sometimes, but not nearly as often as I used to-- it’s a nasty habit, I know), no fingernail polish, bony knuckles. And my hands are clean, and always are. I cannot stand to have dirty hands!

59. If you were a video game character, what would your chatchphrase be? Whoa, Nelly! My grandpa used to say it all the time.

61. Favorite line you’ve heard from a book/movie/ TV show, etc? I already answered this one, but I then I remembered one two from The Punisher, season 2: Billy Russo, screaming “Is this blue? It looks blue!” and destroying some of Krista’s property, and Billy Russo, looming over Frank Castle: “You should’ve stayed in your hole.” I could keep going with Billy Russo quotes all day, but I’ll stop here. OH and Logan Delos: “It’s all an illuuuuuusion.”

71. Least favorite pattern? Paisley.

79. Which looks better, your school ID photo, or your driver’s license photo? I’m no longer in school, but all my ID photos came out well. I got caught in the rain just before my driver’s license photo, you can definitely tell.

83. Writing or drawing? Writing.

89. Who would you put before anyone else? My kids and my mom.

97. How many phone numbers do you have memorized? Most of my (extended) family’s home and cell phone numbers, some of my childhood friends’ home numbers... more than your average bear!

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If Attack on Titan were a highschool series (ignoring Isayama and Junior High), which archetypes do you personally believe the characters would be? This could be either American or Japanese high school.

I’ll stick with American since I’m not too familiar with Japanese school stereotypes! I apologize it took so long to post a reply to this. I wanted to make sure I put some good thought into it. My attention span has also been a bit off lately. lol

Also, I pulled most of these stereotypes from this list. It’s uh… been a minute since I was in high school so I needed a refresher. 😂😂

Since the high school au generally revolves around the main 104th kids, they’re the only ones I included on this list.

Eren - Misfit, Metalhead, Fighter, AthleticI say metalhead since Isayama has said that Eren would be a fan of metal music, and being a fan of metal myself I could see him spending a lot of time listening to the music and taking in the lyrics, being super stoked to go to concerts and mosh, all that fun stuff. Misfit because while I don’t see him being part of the “in” crowd, I think that he would generally be accepted by his peers and have friends among various groups of other stereotypes. Fighter because he would always step in when someone is being bullied, especially if it’s a friend. Eren’s someone who I think would like to stay in shape, so he would probably get involved with a sport. I could see him doing something like baseball (if he’s influenced by Zeke, since Zeke definitely would be) or maybe cross country or wrestling.

Mikasa - Teacher’s Pet, “Normal Kid,” Musician/AthleticFor Mikasa I think she’d be considered one of the “normal” kids who don’t particularly fit into any group (could also be a misfit I suppose in this case). I think she would be very astute in her studies and therefor become a bit of a “teacher’s pet” in the process or at least someone who teachers might favor. I could see her getting into some kind of non-academic “extracurricular” like learning how to play piano or maybe some kind of martial arts. I feel like her parents would want her to utilize something like this to instill self discipline and keep her involved and busy with something. This may or may not translate into her getting involved with academic extracurriculars like band/orchestra/choir or one of the athletics (maybe cross country or even basketball, I could see her doing either of those).

Armin - Bookworm, Misfit, Teacher’s Pet, DebaterArmin would definitely be a bookworm and try to absorb everything he’s taking classes on. Because he’d be very involved with his learning and quick to find the answers, he would probably become a teacher’s pet of sorts. Kids from all areas would probably like him since he’s very friendly and quick to reach out to others (although some may end up just using him for his wits), so misfit would work well to describe that. I could see him being super into debating so he would probably join the debate team or some other type of academic “show off your smarts” activity. I could see him being the kid in history class questioning the curriculum and arguing with the teacher about watered down retellings of history! lol

Jean - Preppy, Partier, AthleticI feel like Jean would be like your typical frat boy archetype. He dresses nice, collar shirts, Abercrombie, stuff like that. He’d be the type to throw house parties while his parents are away and/or go to the other house parties. He’d be the guy there trying to be the life of the party or try to get laid. Just overall wants to have a good time and be accepted by everyone. On top of which I think he would be involved in some kind of athletic extracurricular, cross country, basketball or maybe even track & field! He and Eren probably get in fights all the time because they never see eye to eye on anything lol

Marco - Band Geek, Drama Kid, Bookworm, Teacher’s PetI feel like Marco would be the textbook definition of a geek. I could see him being really into band/music and theater. He wants to excel in school to please his family and he does well, causing him to become a teacher’s pet. It’s possible he’d maybe express interest in an athletic extracurricular but perhaps things like marching band would be more than enough for him - I imagine he would probably play the trumpet! He tends to get along with everyone.

Sasha - Class Clown, Sleeper, Slacker, AthleticDefinitely isn’t the type to take things too seriously and probably puts off all her studying for the last minute - if she does so at all! And definitely is the person who starts typing up her book report the night before it’s due and relies on spark notes (or whatever you kiddos use these days haha). She loves to eat of course and since she likes to go hunting, she might keep up on her physical health a bit so she can keep up during the hunt. So probably something like cross country or track & field to keep her in shape.

Connie - Class Clown, Sleeper, Slacker, AthleticConnie and Sasha are a package deal. Like her, he procrastinates often and may even forget about assignments entirely. But he makes sure to keep up enough to stay involved in extracurriculars so he can stay in his athletics. I could see him being into soccer, wrestling or football. Him and Sasha are both well known for having books slammed on their desks because they fell asleep. Connie never goes without a good retort to his teacher. lol

Historia - Cheerleader, Popular Girl, Drama Kid, AthleticHistoria would be that girl who is nice to everyone, so she easily gains popularity (and I do mean Historia, not the Krista persona). I can see her being really into drama since she’s good at putting up an act, giving her something to channel that talent into. I also think she would be athletic but not too into sports, so she would turn to something like cheerleading (or maybe dance team!) to please her athletic side. I could see her being involved in dance outside of school, like ballet.

Ymir - Skater, Gamer, Athletic, (maybe) Pot HeadYmir is definitely a skater type and that’s how she gets her athletic urges out. If she’s not out in the skatepark, she’s probably at home playing video games (probably skater games or shooter games). I could see her being a bit of a pothead but perhaps not stereo typically so, just occasionally. She would definitely play basketball at school and probably hopes that the cute cheerleader from 4th period notices her when she makes that slam dunk!

Reiner - Jock, Popular GuyReiner is definitely a jock. Football during the fall, track & field during the spring. Wrestling during the winter. He’s a very outgoing guy, always shows up to parties, always puts himself out there and wants to have a good time. He looks out for his peers, helps others with their schoolwork and is just overall well liked by everyone. The “big brother” to his classmates. People always come to him with a problem and cheer him on during his athletic events. He has a slew of personal insecurities but only his closest friends typically see them.

Annie - Loner, Athletic, BookwormAnnie would be introverted (not necessarily shy though) and keep to herself more often than not. She is athletic, but doesn’t participate in school activities. She would be into kickboxing, probably pushed onto her by her father, but she enjoys it anyway. While not a “fighter,” she’s probably showed off her kickboxing skills a time or two on the school grounds. I think she would also be big into reading books and would do well with studying so she could get into a good college. Generally people don’t talk to her much, but occasionally people like Armin, Marco or even Eren reach out to her.

Bertolt - Loner, Athletic, BookwormLike Annie, he is a lot more introverted than the others. He tends to keep his nose in books and typically only spends time with Reiner outside of school. He gets along well enough with others but can become shy at the prospect of hanging out with them. Over the years, though, Reiner helps him to loosen up a bit so he can have more connections with the others. I could see Bertolt being involved with soccer or basketball.

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dammitadolfnomorecake · 5 years

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COTW 26 - start

With everything happening, the shock didn't hit Eren until he was back at home. He'd been left in a numb and confused limbo at the hospital, yet the moment he set foot in the apartment, he couldn't stop the flood of overwhelming emotions. He knew Mike, Levi and Krista were all concerned about his mental state, and being so disconnected from his feelings had only made things worse. He was happy and relieved that Rei had been born, and he knew his pup would be closely monitored. He'll he was better of being outside of him than in, but the baby boy had such a hard journey ahead of him, while he was still pregnant with their other pup. And that was the main cause of his confusion. He was pregnant with twins, which should mean two tiny little lives being born, only, Rei was now a week older than his twin brother, and they'd always have a different birthday. He couldn't go back and change that... and it made him feel like he'd robbed them of some kind of special bond they both deserved to share. Playing his pain off as exhaustion, Eren let himself be helped to his nest, where he buried himself under as many blankets as was humanly possibly. He didn't want to be touched. He didn't want Levi's gentle and soft hold. He... he wanted to be held by a soft omega, who understood what it was like to be less than ok. He wanted to be held by someone who didn't have the long hard lines of an alpha, and the disposition to match... but now Marco was gone, he didn't have such a friend... and he couldn't bare to break Levi's heart in any way, shape or form, by admitting he wasn't what he needed right now. His mate worshipped him, and here he was, thinking of being in the arms of another. He felt sick from it. His whole body was confused over being down to one pup, and the more he thought about it, the worse it became. Fighting hard to keep it in, he failed. His small sobs and the tears he tried to deny grew into screaming sobs. It wasn't fair... he loved them. He loved them so fucking much... so why did have to go through all of this shit. Rushing into their room, Levi ripped back the covers to reveal him on his hands and knees, smacking down on the bed as he screamed. The pressure on his stomach forgotten as he took his frustrations out on the world around him. Climbing in, Levi didn't hesitate. Grabbing him by the wrists, his alpha pushed him up to sit, then forced him to wrap he arms around him as Eren continued to wail. He didn't even know what had triggered it. He'd been fine at hospital, but now his mind had decided to betray him... and fuck... Levi was so good to him... "Eren? Come on, hey. Hey. Talk to me..." "I can't!" "Yes you can... come on, tell me what you're thinking" "I want my pups! I want my pup! I..." Hiccuping and choking down a breath, he was yelling at his alpha "I couldn't do it! I couldn't give birth at the same time! I couldn't! I ruined it!" "Shhh... hey. Hey, no. You know that's not true" "It is! I ruin everything Levi! I ruin everything!" "No. No, that's not true" Struggling, Levi was holding him too tight for him to escape "It is! They're supposed to be twins! Now... I took that away from them! I took that away! I ruined it!" "Shhhh. You didn't ruin anything" "I did! God! Why... why can't I do anything right?! Why, Levi!? I tried to be good! I ate! I ate and ate like you all made me! But it wasn't enough! I'm bad... I'm a bad omega... they were supposed to be twins..." Rocking him, Levi wouldn't let him go "No, Eren. We knew this might happen..." "Because I'm wrong! First Viren and then... then the other pup! It's my fault... if... if I'd been a better mum..." "You're a great mum" "I'm not! I'm dirty and wrong! Something is wrong with me! They... they should have killed me. They should have left me in the basement! Then... then this wouldn't have happened! I'm a monster who ruins everything!" "You're not a monster. You're my omega..." "I'm revolting! I should... I should be dead... then everyone could be happy!" Running out of steam, he continued to cry against Levi. He hated this. He hated this so fucking bad... "I wouldn't be happy if I didn't have you... you're my mate. My omega... my Bright Eyes" Sobbing hard against Levi, Eren's whole body shook with effort. He couldn't even think. Not with his omega having "deserted" him. Even his own second dynamic was sick of him "I don't want to be alive! I'm so tired, Levi! Everything that's supposed to be good gets ruined and it's all because of me. I ruined you. I broke you and I left you... I shouldn't have come back... I shouldn't have... why am I alive?" "Shhhh... shhh... you deserve to be alive and you've ruined nothing" "They're supposed to be twins" "And they still are" "How?! They're not even born on the same day! I took that from them... I took that, Levi. I ruined it!" "No, you didn't... hey, no, you didn't" "I d-did! They're supposed to be twins!" "They're still twins, they're just twins born on different days. It's not that strange..." "It is!" "No, it's not. He just couldn't wait to meet you" "He nearly fucking died! Because I wasn't strong enough!" "Eren, please. You're going to make yourself sick" "G-good... I deserve it! I deserved everything!" * Levi felt helpless. Eren wasn't fine, but his omega wasn't letting anyone in. Because of that, Mike had kept Eren in for a week, because they both knew that when it all hit Eren, anything was possible. Levi just hadn't expected it to be so soon after they got home. With everything going on, Eren's scent had taken an unsettling neutral tone. His omega would laugh or smile, but it didn't feel natural, and Eren couldn't understand why it happened when he didn't feel like expressing either of those emotions. It wasn't until they'd come home that Eren's scent nosedived into the realms of sour, and he'd called Mike to be on hand in case Eren got violent. He was a heavily pregnant omega, with an enormous amount of pressure against a fairly thin patch of skin from two surgeries on his pregnant belly so close together. Yeah. He was worried. What he didn't expect was Eren's wailed of sheer misery. The scent of total self abandonment hit him the moment he pulled back the blankets on his omega. Sitting there, Eren just kept screaming. Gathering him up against him was all he could, but the moment his skin touched Eren's he felt sick to the bottom of his stomach, and Eren's scent flared with rejection... he wasn't about to let Eren reject him. No matter what was coming out his mouth, or how much it cut to the bone. They'd been through too much, and a life without Eren, was no life at all... Sobbing and screaming himself into a drug aided stupor, Eren whimpered each time Levi's fingers carded through his hair. His omega having fallen limp against, once Mike had slipped in and injected him with sedatives. Neither of them like it, but Eren was far too upset. Hushing him gently, Levi rearranged Eren in his hold, so he could stoke his omega's face as Eren lay there with a blank stare on his face "Levi?" "Shhh... he's calming down" "What do you need me to do?" "I don't know... we were all waiting for it" "That doesn't make this easier" "No. Do you want me to call Erwin? Or Hanji?" "Hanji would only get excited over the pup, and Eren can't... right now. How can he think he ruined anything?" "His hormones are out of whack... and he's confused over it all. It is like he said, he was supposed to birth twins, and now they're being born weeks apart" "For their own good. And Rei, he's been doing so good..." As his voice rose above a whisper, Eren whimpered "Shhh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Eren. I'm here. I've got you..." "He had a doing so much better than any of could have predicted. Without sharing everything between him, Eren and his brother, he's doing so much better" That wasn't to say the pup was out of the woods yet... "I'm going to stay with him like this, until he falls asleep. Can you make sure Viren isn't too scared from all the sound?" Eren let out a breathy broken whisper "Vir-en" "Do you want Viren, baby?" Eren gave the very tiniest nod, so small it could have been passed off as a residual tremor "Ok. Ok, baby. Mike, would you mind?" Laying Eren down with his head in his lap, Eren's eyes closed as soon as Viren was in his hold. By some miracle, the toddler had slept through the whole thing, and Mike was able to lay him next to Eren without rousing him "Do you mind if I call Erwin?" "You don't have to stay" "I think it's best I do tonight" "Then have Erwin stay with you... you two can use the spare bed, just try to keep it down" "Don't worry. Nothing like that is going to happen"

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contrabassconversations · 5 years

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561: College Audition Prep

This episode is a rebroadcast of one of those astoundingly complex projects that I love digging into!

We’re featuring questions from double bass student Baylee Brown (still a high school student at the time of this recording and now a student at Boston University), which are answered by 27 noted double bass faculty members. This idea was suggested by University of Texas at Arlington bass faculty member Jack Unzicker, who help design and execute this project.

A big shout-out to Baylee, Jack, and all of the faculty who took their valuable time to answer these questions!

Here’s the list of questions and the order in which they are covered:

What are the advantages and disadvantages to attending a conservatory vs. a university?

How many schools should I audition for?

What are some common preparation mistakes that you see auditioning students making?

Besides the bass teacher, what other factors should I consider when comparing schools?

Other than Performance, Music Ed, and Jazz, what other options are available for undergrads?

How early should students start preparing for their college auditions?

I am interested in auditioning at six schools; is there any flexibility in audition requirements that could help lessen the amount of combined repertoire for all of the schools?

How can I keep from getting overwhelmed by the audition repertoire requirements from the different schools for which I’m auditioning?

How do I ask for a lesson with the teacher for whom I’m auditioning? Do I pay them/ask about payment?

I play the German bow; how important is it that I study with a German bow teacher?

Learn more about each of the faculty members and their programs through the links below:

George Amorim - University of Texas Rio Grande Valley

Andrew Anderson - Roosevelt University

Adam Booker - Appalachian State University

Jeff Bradetich - University of North Texas

Susan Cahill - University of Denver

Timothy Cobb - Juilliard School of Music

Paul Ellison - Rice University

John Floeter - Northern Illinois University

Diana Gannett - University of Michigan (emeritus)

Kieran Hanlon - State University of New York at Fredonia

Chris Hanulik - University of California, Los Angeles

Caitlyn Kamminga - University of Trinidad and Tobago

Douglas Mapp - Rowan University

Gaelen McCormick - Nazareth College

Leigh Mesh - Bard College

Orin O’Brien - Manhattan School of Music

Volkan Orhon - University of Iowa

Scott Pingel - San Francisco Conservatory of Music

Andrew Raciti - Northwestern University

Brian Perry - Southern Methodist University

Catalin Rotaru - Arizona State University

Tracy Rowell - Oberlin College

Donovan Stokes - Shenandoah University

James VanDemark - Eastman School of Music

Nicholas Walker - Ithaca College

DaXun Zhang - University of Texas at Austin

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