#now levi is actually pretty good at applying make up

[devildom-moss]

This is sort of a joke so only do this if you want to but: brothers with an mc who eats moss like kris from deltarune. It's..... weirdly attractive? There's a sheep joke to be made here

Sometimes we need a silly little joke, and that's okay. I hope you like it anon. Is the moss thing related to this blog name or is it just random? Also, I don't know who that is - and I had to look up what deltarune is. Maybe it's an age thing or maybe it's just one of those topics I know nothing about. Either way~

Also, I'll be honest, I set up an excel sheet with all of my requests organized by post type before I did this request. Now I feel more organized. Yay.

The demon brothers react to MC eating moss

(SFW) (silliness)

Word Count: +1,600

Lucifer

No. No. No. No. “Spit that out right now, MC.”

They’re going to give this poor single parent of 6 an aneurysm. Moss could be dangerous for MC. Where did they even get that? Did they at least wash it before shoveling it into their mouth?

What is he going to tell Diavolo if moss gets them sick? “Yeah, sorry about needing you to call a human doctor for MC. I looked away from them for one minute, and they started eating moss.” He has a responsibility to keep MC safe.  

Lucifer is the type to order MC to get a psych eval when he sees them eating moss. He knows it’s weird and potentially dangerous. This kind of unusual behavior should be closely monitored by a professional.

He’ll nearly lose his mind believing that MC had definitely lost theirs.

“What in the Devildom has gotten into you? Have you utterly lost it? MC, I can’t handle these kids on my own anymore. I need you to be sane and relatively normal, please.”

Please don’t do this to him. Lucifer needs stability in his life, and eating moss is not the picture of stability.

He will make MC’s potential problem about him for a bit in true bad single parent fashion.

Mammon

“The hell ya doin’?!”

Mammon will not hesitate to point out how weird he thinks they are. He doesn’t want to hurt MC’s feelings, but he can’t stop himself from giving them a look of confusion and light disgust.

“That can’t possibly taste good, can it? Ya can’t just go ‘round eatin’ any plant ya see.”

Once the initial surprise works through him, he’s just worried about MC eating something weird. What would he do if they got sick? What would he tell Lucifer? He’s their guardian, and he takes that role more seriously than he likes to let on.

Mammon’s the most likely to try to physically remove the moss from MC’s mouth (but Lucifer is a close second). It could be dangerous. He’ll confiscate MC’s moss if they have any left and keep a close eye on them.

His search history from that day will be telling. “is moss dangerous for humans” “is moss dangerous for humans to eat” “types of moss that are safe for humans to eat” “how to tell if my human is sick” “human ate something bad what happens” “why did my human eat moss” “is my human mentally ill” “Devildom human doctors near me” “human-friendly moss” “good dates for humans” “how to charm weird humans” “how to romance weird humans no magic” (He got distracted.)

Leviathan

Levi finds it funny (and he probably actually knows which character you’re referencing, anon). It’s weird, sure, but he figures whatever MC is doing, it’s pretty harmless.

He wonders if that applies to algae. It might make cleaning out his fish tanks a bit easier if MC can and wants to eat it. The thought pops into his head, but Levi decides against it.

It’s strangely comforting that MC has something weird and arguably off-putting about them. Usually, he’s the weird, gross one. (This is where creepy Levi kicks in and he wants to know more about MC’s weird habits. Maybe if it turns out that they’re super weird, he can keep them all to himself. However, Levi lets his creepy thoughts go as quickly as they came.) Levi unlocked new information. Friend points +50. MC’s charm points +30.

“If I kiss you right now, that’s close enough to touching grass, right?” That’s a thing he’s supposed to do, isn’t he? Shit. He didn’t mean to say that out loud, but it’s too late.

Levi’s one of the brothers who will just let MC be and do their thing. He might double check and make sure MC isn’t going to get sick, but after that, he’ll leave them be. It’s not really his business. If it makes MC happy, he won’t judge.

Satan

Oddly supportive boyfriend.

The man’s a little feral and weird. I think he would find it kind of precious and adorable; it’s kind of like how cats like to eat grass.

He’d spend a while figuring out which mosses are safe to consume, asking MC if they have any preferences for which moss types they enjoy. Do they prefer certain textures and mouth feels? Are certain colors preferable? Which moss tastes the best?

Then, he would set up a moss terrarium for MC filled with their favorite mosses. Satan may ask them to help him build it as a cute little craft date. This way, MC will have a way to safely snack on moss whenever they wish. A terrarium has the added benefit of MC being able to control where the moss comes from so that they can avoid any harmful bacteria, viruses, pesticides, etc.

Of course, Satan understands that eating moss is unusual, and he may question what it is that compels MC to eat moss, but he doesn’t see the need to stop it.

He may taste the moss himself (in the same way that someone with a pet may be tempted to try pet food). It would, in all likelihood, disappoint him, but MC’s enjoyment is all that matters.

Satan has a real “MC can have a bit of moss – as a treat” kind of mindset. He’ll probably try to see if he can hand-feed MC like they’re a stray cat. He’s weird, too, but we love him.

Asmodeus

“Honey, no. This isn’t how we transition into our feral era.”

Asmo thinks it’s kind of gross, but he asks if maybe eating moss is good for the skin or something (because he can’t think of any other reason MC would even consider eating moss).

When they tell him that’s not why, he gives them a troubled stare with his arms crossed over his stomach. “Uhm, hun. Why are you eating it then?”

Even if MC tells him that it tastes good, there’s no way he’s trying it unless it has incredible health and beauty effects. He can’t stomach the thought of it.

After the disgust washes over him, the concern floods his system instead. He asks if MC is sure that they can and should be eating moss. Regardless of what MC tells him, Asmo will go to Satan or Lucifer (probably both) to make sure that MC isn’t putting themselves in any danger. He couldn’t handle it if MC got sick. All that stress would destroy his skin (and break his heart beyond repair).

Once he ensures MC’s health, he tries to just let MC do their thing. “Just please don’t eat that stuff around me, ‘kay? And if you eat it, please brush your teeth before you kiss me.”

Beelzebub

“Aw, MC, are you hungry? I’m sure we have something more delicious than moss in the fridge. I was just on my way to get a snack. I’ll pick one up for you too, okay?”

He’s probably eaten some moss in his time. He’s no stranger to eating weird things, so his reaction is the least judgmental.

Sometimes moss looks delicious, right? It just makes sense to him that they would want to try eating it.

Beel will definitely ask them to spare some of their moss so he can try it, too. If the moss tastes relatively bad, he might be weary of their tastes in the future, but as long as eating it won’t hurt them, Beel doesn’t care.

Beel is probably the only one who would try to suggest tastier methods of eating the moss. “What about putting it on top of ice cream? Or maybe in a cheeseburger. Mmm. . . cheeseburger. A moss salad might be more appetizing, too. I could blend it into a smoothie or some soup for you. How does that sound?”

It makes him feel a bit comforted that they both have eating habits that others think are weird – like it brings them closer and is a special connection only they can share.

Belphegor

He’s seen Beel bite into a pillar at the castle when he’s hungry. He’s not too troubled by a bit of moss-eating.

Belphie trusts MC not to be stupid enough to ingest moss that would be toxic to them, and not worrying saves him a bit of energy and time. Additionally, I think Belphie would be relatively knowledgeable about plants, so he would probably be able to tell if what MC is eating is likely to kill them.

For the most part, he just doesn’t care. MC could even kiss him with fresh moss breath, and he won’t give a shit. It’s probably better than morning or fish breath, and he’s still getting a kiss, so he doesn’t see a reason to complain.

He won’t be ultra supportive like Satan, but he will be a bit more enthusiastic about it than others – mostly because it gives him an idea for a prank. He could make soup with moss in it, have MC bring a bowl to Lucifer, and eat one themselves so he isn’t suspicious. Then Lucifer would end up eating moss soup. He could probably do that with multiple types of food, too.

One (stupid) point of contention will be that Belphie thinks moss is better as a pillow than as a snack, but he acknowledges that’s a ridiculous difference of opinion. However, that could be a nice date idea: find a mossy forest where he can take a nap while MC gets to snack on moss.

He will probably get scolded by Lucifer and Mammon for enabling MC’s behavior (and not at all because he goes on weird moss dates with MC).

#requests #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #obey me demon brothers #gn!mc #obey me headcanons #anon #obey me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me crack

[a-local-idiots-shitpost]

Cuddling with them-3.5K followers Special

let´s all just pretend I got it done on time but at least it´s long

*edit* I just now saw that I accidently wrote 3K followers special instead of 3.5K followers special

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Lucifer

Lucifer is one of the wort if not the worst cuddler, simply because he would rather faint than fall asleep and he has a similar mindset with cuddling

like you can´t even get him to cuddle you when he has work, most of the time he wouldn´t even if notice you even if you sat directly in front of him

also he´s constantly stressed which does not make for a good cuddle partner because it always feels like your cuddling a corpse

which would be an insult to the corpse because that one would be a lot more relaxed which will probably end with you forcing him to take a spa day

and hope nobody destroys the House of Lamentation because you have to go with Lucifer because you don´t believe he would take the chance to relax for once

Mammon

he´s a good cuddler and it´s generally a nice time

unless someone runs into his room to ruin the moment which can range from his acts catching up to Mammon to anybody seeing you walking into his room and thinking this isn´t allowed and to ruin your moment

which happens far to often because Mammon always shows of when he has time alone with and never thinks about properly fortifying his room

it also means your day will and being in the middle of a Demonic game of tug war and with the Brothers being left alone because that hurts

but Mammon might get some kisses when he apologizes for nearly ripping you in multiple little pieces

Leviathan

he´s a horrible cuddler and the only way he can be worse is when he insists to stay in his bathtub instead of an actual bed

which bad enough that it´s uncomfortable as Hell but Levi also looks like he is about to die just because your holding him

you´re actually surprised he didn´t flood his bathtub with sweat or just didn´t flood the entire house with Lotan to have an excuse to hide

this makes it sound like he doesn´t want to cuddle which isn´t the case it´s just his normal behavior and after a while he´ll at least stop trying to destroy the house because he doesn´t want to say he´s nervous

Satan

he likes to cuddle with you but he might just treat you like a Cat, it´s even worse when you act like one or just stretch

but it´s funny when he notices that he isn´t cuddling a Cat and it´s just you because most of the time he´ll drop you and looks really confused for a couple of moments

but at least he´ll dust you of and picks you up again and continues the cuddling

yeah kinda odd but it´s better than him not wanting to cuddle and pelting you with books which didn´t happen often but often enough to be annoying

but by the very rare chance you get a totally normal cuddling session it´s pretty nice

Asmodeus

he´s one of the best cuddlers if not THE best cuddler in all three realms

but it might end as a photo shot and on all of his social medias, obviously he has to show of when he spends time with the second most beautiful being in all three realms

and to make others jealous of course and to make it worse for some people <3

he also fortified his room in preparation of the people trying to take you away

and he may or may not have cursed the door to his room to teleport everybody who opens it to be teleported to a random spot in the Devildom

but it was worth it because he can spend as much time as possible just holding you and being comfortable, if you´re lucky he will even be so comfortable around you that he won´t re-apply his make-up while your around

you get to see him without make-up which is usually a reason for him to kill people, but he still will if you take pictures

Beelzebub

did you ever look at him? this man was made for cuddling

he will hold you so well until you fall asleep and he could literally hold you for eternity without getting tired…

okay you might get covered in crumbs but it isn´t that bad considering everything else

it´s worth it to be covered in crumbs or whatever else Beel drops

he might drop you too but that rarely happens and only when he knows he can safely use you as bait

also he might try to eat you if he doesn´t pay attention, good thing you can use magic and are pretty hard to kill

you might have some temporary scars though or full time ones depends on what you think looks better

Belphegor

Belphie´s the master of cuddling, but only if he wants to

sometimes he´s just purposefully bad at it and with bad I mean he waits until you fall asleep or are to relaxed to notice to roll onto you and just crush you because he thinks your reactions are funny

which I mean you could just shake him of but you´re drowzy most of the time and it´s just a dick move of him

and he´s laughing at your confusion but you´ll eventually get your payback

but if he decides to be nice for once both of you will fall asleep and only wake up if somebody comes and get´s you

or it´s just Belphie using his Demon magic so you nap with him but it´s probably just both of you being so comfy neither of you want to wake up

Diavolo

he´s the perfect cuddle and will drop everything and anything for you when you want some cuddles

doesn´t even matter time or place if you open your arms you will get tackled by him

and it´s great, not the tackle part this one actually hurts, but everything is forgotten and forgiven when he hugs you

he is just the perfect Demon to cuddle with

but Barbatos and Lucifer aren´t really happy about that considering Diavolo also tends to drop very important paperwork when he sees you

which they gave both of you the rule of no cuddling until Diavolo is done with his work

which in your opinion is a crime against Humanity but there´s nothing you can do about it

well as long as Barbatos and Lucifer are watching that is when neither of those two are around you just act like you two usually do

Barbatos

he´s also the perfect cuddler but has one massive problem

this man does not know what the words to take a break mean and thus he´s always working which means no chance for you to get some cuddles

which is a crime because in your opinion his hugs could achieve world piece

an exaggeration sure but you think it´s true

but if you ever want a hug or God forbid to cuddle with him he will flat out say no, despite the Castle being on perfect condition but this man will insist everything looks like a pigsty when he sees the slightest sign of Dust

but you managed to whittle him down enough so you can just cling to him while he does non dangerous work

a slight win for you and your never ending journey to get some cuddles from him

Solomon

he´s like okay at cuddling? it´s honestly rather hard to guess if he´s a good or bad cuddler it´s definitely an odd experience to be honest

the best way to describe it would be as weird but not exactly bad

also never allow him to feed you sweets when the both of you are cuddling, he will make them himself if he can and that would most likely kill you

actually don´t drink anything either because who knows what he put in there

if you didn´t know better you would think he hates you, but no he loves you more than anything which is the big problem because he loves making foods for the ones he loves

but he still doesn´t get that his cooking is a weapon of mass destruction

but at least he enchanted a blanket so it will always be perfect to cuddle under it together no matter the weather

which was a very cool thing of him to do also it can also just grow, kinda weird but also incredibly cool

Simeon

he´s so perfect at cuddling it´s almost terrifying

it always feels like the most comfortable thing in all three Realms, not even the comfiest things in the world can compare

also he does uses the comfiest blankets he can find to cuddle with you and he always get´s really good snacks and great teas or other warm beverages you prefere

and the best thing is he will always let you hug or cuddle with him

doesn´t matter where or when he will just let you show him affection if you want to

he also sometimes allows you to just hang onto him, it looks weird to everybody else and even Simeon to an extant but you´re having fun and as long as it doesn´t bother him he allows you to do what you want, within reason of course

Mephistopheles

he´s a horrible cuddler

at first you thought it was because he doesn´t like you but no that guy just sucks at cuddling

which means he get´s cuddle training from you

which is essentially him being forced to cuddle with you, but the forced part can be debatable considering if he truly wanted to get ride of you he would throw you out of a window again

but it worked so you won´t allow him to complain, he´s at least a little bit better at cuddling

and you now have a free pass to tackling him or you will get thrown out of a window but that´s a chance your willing to take

also your practically immune to falling out of windows so it´s not like it will matter

Raphael

it feels like your holding a piece if cardboard

like this man feels like no one ever held him and considering what you know about the Celestial Realm and how Raphael acts

yeah it could be a real possibility, to bad for him you love hugging people you like and he´s included in that

so every time you see him he get´s a hug and you´ll work your way up from there

it might take a millennial until he doesn´t feel like a log when you cuddle him but it will be worth it

also he keeps making empty Spear threats if you don´t let go of him but even if they weren´t empty, and the fact you aren´t already riddled with holes proves this, nothing would stop you from showing this soaking wet Cat of a man affection

Thirteen

she´s perfect to cuddle and even better your the only one allowed to cuddle and hug with her all the time

everybody else who tried got their life Candle shortened

also she will never let you go if you make something special and decided to cuddle with her

like let´s say you get some of the best sweets in all three realms, some shitty movies and you helped her with plans to finally kill Solomon? she would never let you go, if she could she would hold you until you died

and you would happily let that happen

you even went to RAD like that once, just one holding the other never wiling to stop cuddling

also your pretty sure everybody glared at her the entire time

Thirteen just flipped them off as response

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me imagines #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #lucifer avatar of pride #obey me mammon #mammon avatar of greed #obey me leviathan #leviathan avatar of envy #obey me satan #satan avatar of wrath #asmodeus avatar of lust #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #beelzebub avatar of gluttony #belphegor avatar of sloth #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me solomon #obey me simeon #obey me mephistopheles #obey me raphael #obey me thirteen

[bloomingforerza]

Erza Scarlet and Mirajane Strauss NSFW head cannons

note from bloom: hiii!! thanks for the love i’ve been getting. after i upload these i’m going to start a levi x reader oneshot!! stay tuned for that this weekend :)

TAGS/WARNINGS: 18+ PLS??? NSFW, i stan soft dom erza, strap ons, toys of all kinds, bdsm, degradation, praise, pet names, mira w aftercare, hard dom mira, shibari, overstimulation, edging, fuck does this list end, slight ass play (erza), hair pulling, cunnilingus, lots of teasing, yeahh i think that might be it

Erza Scarlet

Erza can be a switch, I feel like

She definitely has a competition kink though. However, this only applies to you.

She/d definitely enjoy sparring with you, and most times she’d win. I mean, it’s not easy to beat Erza in a swordfight. This usually led you both to being absolutely needy for each other.

When she’d win, the absolute passion she showed you in her dominance was indescribable. Erza loved to make you say her name.

She’d definitely like to use things like vibrators on you, but on extra hard days, Erza might just pull out the strap on. She loves watching you writhe underneath her, having you at her mercy.

She’ would enjoy calling you sweet names like princess and angel.

“Princess, are you going to cum? Look at me, what’s my name?”

She loves to tease you. She’ll pull your hair, bite your neck, and even leave a hickey or two. Erza loves to leave marks on you. You’re hers.

But when you do when, she eats up your attention.

Erza loves to be praised. She loves when you tell her how good she’s taking it.

Erza would definitely be the whiney sub. She’d love when you edged her, and you’d make her beg for it. Only to have to repeat the process of bringing her to her climax, and rip it out of her grasp.

She’s very needy when she subs, she loves using butt plugs and she loves when you spank her.

She likes when you sit on her face as well. You’d been topping her, you were soaking and finally needed relief. “I’m going to sit on your face now, so be a good girl and make me cum if you want me to fuck you.”

She’d whine and obey, of course. And she’d get her promised reward.

Sex with Erza was always fun yet passionate.

Mirajane Strauss

Mira is a dom and there’s no questioning it. She takes so much shit from her guildmates all day, hiding it behind a smile.

But when she comes home with you, it’s not the same Mira.

She’s super kinky. Mira would love to tease you for hours before actually even touching you where you want her to.

She’s definitely into shibari. I can see her tying you up, edging you with a vibrator.

I think Mira would be into all kinds of BDSM, from whipping to blindfolding to slapping you across your pretty face, she wants to ruin you and make you hers.

She’d also be into calling you petnames. She’d like to call you baby, flower and missy when she thinks you’re out of line.

She’s the queen of degrading you. She’ll have you all tied up, writhing against her fingers, while she fucks you with her strap on.

“Oh, aren’t you cute. You really think I’m going to just let you cum? Such a thoughtless, dumb baby. You’re going to have to try harder.

Super having you eat her out. But believe me, she is not letting up her hold on you. She’s telling you what to do the entire time.

And if you test her, she’s going to punish you.

If you make her cum after she tells you not to, god won’t even be able to save you. She’ll overstimulate her for hours, and will not stop until you’ve been reduced to silent screams and violent tremurs.

But, don’t even think about trying to edge her without her permission. The one time you tried to edge her, she edged you for 5 hours straight. After that, you didn’t dare to try it again.

But as frightening as she can be between the sheets, she’s also super sweet and doting afterwards.

She’s so big into aftercare, she knows shes rough and likes to take her frustrations out on you, she needs you to know she loves you so much.

Sex with Mirajane is rough but sensational, you feel alive and regenerated afterwards.

#soft dom erza #hard dom mira #fairy tail x reader #erza scarlet x reader #mirajane strauss x reader #fairy tal smut

[miserablekingsteve]

A romcom au that no one asked for that will be multiple parts, the hook line being; Was Eddie Munson ready to be Steve Harrington’s wing man? Hell no. Had he somehow promised this to Steve? Absolutely. With Steve being who he was, somehow he was going to help Eddie find a date too. Unbeknownst to the former king, the person Eddie wanted was right there.

Look, if someone told Eddie he would be turned away from every job he applied for 6 months ago—sure he would’ve laughed. But because he was a third year senior with loads of petty crimes logged in the Hawkins police bank. Not because he was a ‘once believed satanic murderer turned messiah’. It was ever more frustrating than the petty theft shit and all that. The pitying looks and the—

“Alright, Munson. I let you drink here for free the first couple of times but I’m running a tab now,” Jen, the lovely lovely bar maid cut him off mid tangent. Guilt overrid his gut and he sighed, she was right, after all of it, she wasn’t paid to listen to his pity party.

“Well, that was your first mistake, Jen,” Eddie swirled the dead foam in his beer, “never let a man drink for free. Ever.”

“Lest a naive little girl like me never make that mistake again,” Jen rolled her eyes while she dried a glass. He grinned at her, sucking back the last bits of free beer.

“You’re anything but, Jen. But I think you already knew that,” Eddie blindly searched for his jacket under the bar so he could take on the walk to his new government enstated hole.

“Don’t worry, next rounds on me,” A very familiar voice said from Eddie’s right.

“The worlds not ending anymore. I don’t need you swooping in to save me like a knight in shining armour, Harrington.”

There the former King was leaning against the bar with a soft smirk painted on his lips. He was decked out in a nice grey blouse which was tucked into his usual tight Levi’s, the dim bar light hitting the streaks of blond which had formed from the summer sun.

“Yeah, well, just this once?” Steve formed it almost as a question, eyes big and yearning. Eddie let out a long winded sigh and dropped his coat back on the hook.

“You got me,” Damn, this wasn’t the first time Steve came and found him in a place of vulnerability. It was annoying and very persistent. Eddie only allowed himself to say no 3 times, and he still hadn’t cashed in on any of those.

“And, just like that ladies and gentlemen. The paper man crumbles. You’re all theatrics, Eddie,” Steve whistled, a jovial grin plastered on his dumb pretty face, “Don’t let these hardened workers see that, they’ll ravage you alive.

There was a pause before he barked out a laugh as Steve pointedly looked between both of their torsos. Jen curiously eyed them up, before dropping their new beers on fresh coasters and promptly left them alone.

“So, what brings you to the Hideout of all places, Steve?” Eddie grasped the pint with a clammy hand, an excuse to do something with his nervous limbs.

“Oh, you know. I heard a really good band plays here sometimes,” Steve grinned, before his wall faltered and he looked wistfully at his own beer, “I, actually was supposed to meet a date here. Got stood up, I guess.”

“Damn, that rut is ever present, eh?”

Eddie’s stool rattled from where Steve kicked the legs. He flipped Steve off around his glass, taking a large gulp hiding the smirk that fought its way onto his lips.

The younger man sighed and leaned back, “Yeah, it’s so weird, man. In high school I never had this much trouble, like I’d at least get one date under my belt, yknow.”

Eddie raised an eyebrow, “Actually, no. I don’t know.”

Steve turned and looked at him in confusion, a hot blush spread over Eddie’s cheeks after he realized the hole he dug himself into.

“You mean to tell me, that Eddie Munson, Jean vest, ripped jeans and suave cool guy. Has never been on a date?”

Against Eddie’s will, the flush on his cheeks flared, fighting for nonchalance he chuckled into his hand, deciding what to lay bare for Steve, “Ahem, yeah. Not many people I’ve-uh-been interested in. Well, not here anyway.”

A look of disbelief crossed Steve’s face, but he shrugged in understanding, “I guess… I get it?”

Eddie erupted into laughter, shaking out his curls, “Hey, thanks for trying at least.”

Comfortable silence fell over the two men as they sat, nursing their respective beers. Eddie tried to keep a hold on the erratic laughter that threatened to pool out into the bar. What? Was he just supposed to outwardly just tell Steve he appreciated the company of men. With the musk, sweat, and usually disgusting habits the same sex tended to participate in. Not the soft, flush skin of a woman. Yeah, he was able to see the beauty of a woman. But there was something about the coarse hair of a treasure trail that made Eddie’s collar tighten.

“Sooo, what’s your type, Munson?”

Aw fuck was Steve for real. Eddie thought, eyes widening, the grip on his beer almost painful.

“Oh, yknow, brunettes with a bit of a bitch underneath.”

Steve laughed at that, nodding his head in agreement. No recognition of the fact T hat steve fit the bill almost too perfectly.

“I get it, I’d say I’m in the same boat,” Steve threw back, a grin spreading secretly over his lips.

Now, Eddie had since given up on his little crush on Steve long ago, but even with his high school days far behind him, he was still appreciative of the man. He let his eyes trail down the side of Steve’s face and focused on the two moles that were tucked secretly under his jaw.

“Well, I don’t know what idiot you got stood up by but she doesn’t deserve you,” Eddie stated. A snort came from Steve and he shook his head, “Nah, stop doing that man. You’re under selling yourself. Come on, try whatever you did with her on me. I’ll give you some tips!”

Careful where you put your foot, Munson.

Thankfully, Steve seemed interested in his idea, straightening out his back and turning to face Eddie head on. Okay, strong start. It was good.

“Hey, you’ve got pretty good taste in movies—,”

Eddie cut Steve off before he continued, “Ah, ah, ah. See that’s your problem, don’t pick up chicks at work, it’s Family Video, for fucks sake!”

Steve floundered but Eddie held up his hand to stave off the earful he knew the man wanted to give him, “No, here. You may meet them at work, but don’t ask them out there! You can’t gauge anything from the interaction, especially at Family Video.”

“Oh, yeah sure. You know where to pick up chicks, Mr. I’ve never been on a date.”

“Touché,” Eddie nodded, “I may not have a bunch of chicks in my phone book. But at least I have common sense.”

“Hey!”

“Dude, it’s true! Not only do you have Robin breathing over your shoulder, %100 scaring away your ‘conquests’. But on the off chance she’s not there, you’ve got Creepy Keith. Start going out and doing things.”

Steve almost interrupted him but then shut his mouth quickly at the mention of Keith, “Yeah you’ve got a point. But where do I go, where it’s not like overbearing and verging on creep behaviour.”

“Now, I actually can help you there,” Eddie smirked and lifted his beer to take a long swig, “I still have my side business, and with the start of summer, I’ve got loads of jobs lined up. You should come?”

Eddie’s stomach did a backflip at the way Steve’s face lit up like a god damn candle.

“Dude are you serious? That would be amazing,” Eddie laughed at his enthusiasm.

“Now, I gotta figure out some way to help you,” Steve’s brow furrowed, deep in thought. Shit, Eddie wasn’t prepared for that response.

“Ehh, don’t sweat it man, that’s what friends do.”

“Exactly! And I wanna help you. Get you one date, at least!” Steve proclaimed, eyes filled with excitement.

Eddie crumpled under the look. Because he’d actually love to go on a date, have someone take him out to a show or something, “Pfft, fine. Twist my arm, Harrington.”

“Okay. I come out to parties with you to find dates—instead of family video—and I help you, uh, find out how and who you want to take out. Deal?”

Eddie eyed Steve’s outstretched hand nervously, before smiling and smacking his own palm into the bond, “Deal!”

They grinned at each other, throwing back the last drags of their beers, Jen called out last call and Steve dropped a couple of bills on the bar.

“Alright, I’ll stop by to give you details on the whereabouts of my illegal handlings,” Eddie shoved an arm through the worn leather sleeve of his jacket.

“See ya then, Munson,” Steve grinned, hands shoved into those stupid blue jeans, “I look forward to it.”

Shit.

Steve sauntered out of the bar, a little bit more pep in his step than when he’d hunched in next to Eddie. What the fuck was he doing?

“You alright, kid?” Jen asked, many questions left on her tongue.

Eddie rubbed a hand over his face abrasively, “Yeah, yeah. Definitely.”

Stay tuned for the next part 😉

#steddie #eddie munson #stranger things #steve harrington #stranger things s4 #ao3 #eddie munson stranger things #Steve Harrington stranger things #steddie fic rec #steddie ficlet #steddie fanfic #steddie fanfiction #I’m not gonna reveal the romcom until later #it’s kinda integral to the big moment #love u all #stevexeddie #my writing

[kittymanya]

Stupid little idiot toontown bastards. do not mind the fact that the toons do not have the typical tan mouths im sorry i cannot draw them it never looks correct in my art anyway back to the topic at hand. my gay little freaks. i love them. Actual info under the cut

Sam (he/him) lives in Ye Olde but similarly to 'hysterical harry' he is just a Normal Fucking Guy. He doesn't like living there but also at the same time he refuses to move anywhere else because he grew up in Ye Olde and he's too used to it to leave now. Meeting new people is a hassle he is not willing to confront. He isn't really very 'toony' and tends to act a bit more cog-like, which gets weird reactions from some people even outside of Ye Olde but most ignore it besides a comment or two. Very good friends with Pink but in that sort of 'this is the insane extrovert that just decided to adopt me' way. He loves phones and technology in general and will give you a 30 minute ramble on why smartphones are awesome and how he's customized his own tech if you even slightly give him the chance to, it's the only time he's talkative. 100% gets in creddit moderator fights with Brian/The Prethinker online

Pink (he/they) lives in Daffodil Gardens, he loves art of all sorts and is generally a 'jack of all trades master of none' sort of artist, he just does whatever the hell comes to mind regardless of whether it actually turns out any good or not, he just loves the process of creating. Sort of one of those 'live laugh love' type people, they're very optimistic about everything, even for toon standards, and also likes to be a little flirty every now and then. Very neutral on cogs, they still dislike all the antics they've been up to but otherwise is..generally pretty willing to just chat with them if given an opportunity. Their being a huge social butterfly outweighs their dislike of cogs. Friends with Sam because they met through another friend and he just decided that Sam's his buddy now. Levy (any pronouns but uses he/him most often) lives in Mezzo Melodyland. Loves trying to do magic tricks (both practical effects and attempting 'actual magic') but he is, alas, super fucking unlucky. Nearly all of his tricks backfire in some way, but he continues doing it anyway because he still enjoys it and sees no downside. Either he succeeds and people are impressed, or he fails and he gets other toons to have a laugh. Both outcomes make him happy. (Though it's still frustrating sometimes for him). His bad luck does not apply just to his magic shows, his legs are also invisible because of a mishap with vanishing cream, where, despite applying it to his whole body, the bottle was partly defective and only the portion he put onto his legs actually worked. He was too embarrassed to ask anyone for help about it, and continued to just pass it off as intentional because it themed well with his name. After awhile he just started reapplying it that way willingly, since it also made him more recognizable to others.

Nyte (she/her) is a boardbot cog that was... not meant to exist in the form she does. She was a prototype model and wasn't supposed to be able to think, but she did anyway, and so now just, exists. Since she was supposed to be a test run, a lot of 'typical cog features' are missing or absent with her. Her health indicator is only visible if a compartment in her chest is opened up, her sentences get mixed up often (usually resulting in either repeating whole sentences twice, or using awful grammar/sentence structure). She's basically permanently level 1, nearly any toon off the street could win a fight against her, so she usually tries to avoid situations where a battle could happen. She works two jobs, one at the Mezzo cashbot hq for 3 days of the week (she just comes over and assists with whatever little things people request of her) and the other at Alton/The LAA's office in the boatyard for the other 4 days. She admires Alton very much and wants to be a manager herself one day, even though she knows it's very unlikely to ever happen, so she usually just follows him around like a lost puppy and offers help constantly. The color of her lights changes based on emotion the most often, but she can manually control it too, and usually sticks to light blue. She's very excitable, and acts a bit more toony than most cogs, especially in comparison to other boardbots, but she's also extremely loyal to COGS Inc and will often be overly performative about her 'distaste' for toons, sometimes to the point of making herself crash temporarily. She's based on a silly little cat nightlight i have in my room irl :)

#my art #ocs #toontown corporate clash #Nyte L Amp (oc) #Pink E Hart (oc) #Sam Sung (oc) #Levy Tate (oc)

[twiceasfrustrating]

Saw You in a Dream

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: Gen

Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!

Relationships: Lilith & GN!MC

Characters: Lilith, Main Character

Additional Tags: Fluff

Summary: ……but what if Lilith didn’t just vanish after season 1, but was a ghost? Complete fluff for my very self-indulgent fluff needs.

Word Count: 621

“Have you seen my good pillow? I took a nap earlier but I can’t find it now…” Belphie asked with a labored groan in his tired voice.

“Tell him it’s in the planetarium… again.”

“Grams says you left it in the planetarium. Also, there’s a feather stuck in your hair for some reason.”

He reached up his hand, smacking it into the wrong side and scraping around for the stray feather. You rolled your eyes and grabbed it for him instead.

“Thanks, Lilith.” He gave you a small smile before making himself scarce to retrieve his very important pillow.

You waited for him to close the door to your room behind him as he left and sighed as soon as you could hear his footsteps fade away in the distance, “You know that’s the fourth time he’s lost it this week and it’s only Tuesday. If he wanted to talk to you, he could just ask.”

“Oh, I wish he would, but he acts awkward when I try to communicate with him when you aren’t there.”

“Is he still-”

“Yes. He’s still upset about the murdering you thing. He mutters about it in his sleep. Not that I’m exactly pleased about him snapping my grandchild’s neck as an act of political rebellion against the prince of the Devildom and Lucifer, but it feels weird that he won’t even try to talk to me without you in the room.”

“Maybe he doesn’t want to clean up another shattered water glass or clean slime off the walls.” You really needed to find another way for her to communicate with the others that didn’t involve property damage.

“Honey, I’m a ghost. I can only do so much. At least I’m not scratching messages into the wallpaper. Lucifer really should just invest in a ouiji board.”

“You know he won’t. He’s-”

“Afraid of evil spirits. As if we aren’t already in the Devildom and surrounded by them on all sides. Is one more that big of a deal?”

"Considering how some of them literally cause village ending plagues, I have to agree with Lucifer on this one."

"Please tell me which of your parents taught you to be a stick in the mud, because it certainly wasn't the one related to me."

"Gram…"

"I know. I don't actually want to unleash the untold evils upon the realms or anything. I just want to talk with my brothers…"

"I know, Gram."

The atmosphere between you both feel heavy and silent.

That was until Lilith finally spoke up again, "Have you checked the time recently? Isn't your weird movie night with Levi supposed to start soon?"

"Yeah." You should really hurry or else Levi would go on another self-loathing trip because of course your time could be spent doing something else more valuable than hanging out with him. He really needed some therapy… "Are you coming?" you asked her.

"I would love to, but I already have plans with Satan. I have to catch up with my baby brother, after all."

"I'm pretty sure he'd take umbrage with you calling him a baby."

"He can deal with it," she snarked. "I finally get to be someone's big sister and I am not giving that up."

"Yeah yeah, Gram." You wished Satan all the luck dealing with her. Moreso because her methods of communication were questionable when you weren't around. "Just don't get caught up with him this time. Last time you hung out with Mammon and missed dinner and Lucifer was not happy." Neither we're some of the others, but they could at least be rationed with.

"Sure thing, Sweetheart. Save me a seat?"

"Always." There were, after all, nine seats at the dinner table these days.

#obey me #obey me main character #obey me lilith #obey me fanfic #obey me fluff #fluff #mine

[exleviathan]

TIMING: Immediately following ‘Red Sky at Mourning’ LOCATION: The lighthouse. PARTIES: @exleviathan & @eyes-in-the-night SUMMARY: Correy finds Levi with a hefty chomp in its leg. CONTENT WARNINGS: Pseudo-surgery, talk of blood loss.

—

As if the storm outside wasn’t bad enough, there was a big clamber all of a sudden. Like some giant bull was racing toward the lighthouse, waking Correy from his day time rest. Ever the grump, the old man shuffled toward the window ready to shout every obscenity he knew in gaelige and english. Whatever he’d expected to see, the tail end of a nasty looking beast retreating into the forest line was not it. A little confused, but hey, also intrigued, he traced the ‘footsteps’ back to where the thing had apparently come close to the building until he saw…. Fuck. 

Few things spurred Correy into action the way that seeing something or someone he considered his in danger. Lucky for both of them, the cloud cover protected the shadow nymph from any direct sunlight and he was able to rush out with no hesitation. 

 “Levi what the hell happened to you?” The demon looked awful. Like a chewed up dog toy that had gone a few too many cycles between the wash and the dirt. Before it could even answer, Correy was applying pressure to the wound with a careful wrap of shadows. Already scooping it up into his arms to bring inside. “You ain’t actually ‘spose to die, fecker. Not when we’re so close to fixin’ that.” 

 — 

 Well that was certainly a first. Levi’s gaze slid upward as Correy gathered it up off the stoop, the blood loss already making its vision darken around the edges. “I know. Don’t worry ‘bout that,” it groaned, allowing the other to carry it back inside without argument, head slumping against the lampade’s shoulder. It still felt miserable, physical damage aside. When was this shit going to let up? How many people could possibly be thinking about it at once? 

 “How’s… that coming along?” the demon groaned as it was set down somewhere Correy could get a better look at the damage. Its breaths were still ragged and raw, the one indicator of its compromised emotional state besides the sheen in its eyes that Levi couldn’t mask. “The kid agree to it, yet?”

 —

 Correy tended to the wounds carefully and precisely, as he attempted with most things. Wasn’t worth doing if it wasn’t done right, yeah? His shadows made it easy to get everything he needed to do the sutures. “T’ese punctures are feckin’ deep, what the hell did you piss off? And what the hell am I goin’ after, need ta know how big a knife to bring.” Some of them might need cauterizing. The lampade grimaced. This wasn’t good. He had a decent understanding of how all this was supposed to go, but it wasn’t like the fae was a doctor. Wasn’t even a healer. For the second time in his life he found himself upset at that fact. 

 “Aye, good news on that front at least. Kid’s open to it so long as we can make sure he ain’t awake for the procedure. You however, need to stay awake, lookit me.” Correy gently tapped the side of Levi’s face a few times. “Don’t you go passin’ out now. Not right now big guy.” 

 —

 “No, no, no,” Levi rasped, waving a hand around dismissively. “Don’t… go after him. Wasn’t his fault. I…” Closing its eyes, it let its head fall back. “... deserved it.” At first, Levi was fairly reactive to Correy’s attention to the wound, hissing in a pained breath here and there. But rather quickly, its senses seemed to dull and it quieted down, focusing instead on the inescapable dread that filled its chest, crushing its lungs beneath the weight. 

 Correy was saying something, but the words were muddled and sounded far off. Something tapped its face, making it squint in response as it twitched its head away from the irritant. It grunted something unintelligible, nose scrunching as the taps continued until it finally opened its eyes to see Correy leaning over it. “Not.. passing out,” it argued weakly, though that was pretty far from the truth. A new wave of sadness washed over it and it choked back a sob, lifting a hand to cover its eyes. “Stop,” it begged no one, speaking barely above a whisper. 

 —

 Well this was a shade of color Correy hadn’t ever seen on the Leviathan. Painted like a tortured figure in a baroque painting. The lampade moved to using his shadows for all the medical work, and brought both his hands to Levi’s face. Took a long hard look as he ran a thumb over the muddy cheekbones. “What’s gotten into you?” Was it really that worried about dying? Well, right now that would make a fair amount of sense, but normally Levi was the type to ‘rage, rage against the dying of the light’ wasn’t it? 

 “Oi, you stay awake through this and I’ll let you be the first in the lighthouse to see me arse naked, alright?” 

 —

 “Long story,” Levi croaked, attention dancing from one striking eye to the other. Its eyelids fluttered and its breath hitched in its throat, the hand that it’d been trying to hide behind grasping Correy by the arm instead. “It isn’t… me. Not my hurt. Everyone else’s.” It didn’t make much sense without context, but Levi couldn’t quite form its thoughts the way it wanted while still trying to control the barrage of horrible feelings that seemed intent on sticking around. Still… the deal that Correy offered did inspire an exhausted chuckle, and the demon looked up at him again with a slight shake of its head. “Gonna… hold you to that, bud.” 

 —

 “Well tell me while I do my work t’en, keep me focused Lev.” It really didn’t make much sense out of context. But Correy was an old fae, and a clever one at that. No way he could’ve known it was fury magic, but fae could do the same, or at least something similar. The demon wasn’t short on people pissed enough to make that kind of deal. Hell, could’ve even been another demon. His straight lipped grimace softened into a smile at Levi’s quip though. That was good, it kept its sharp wit through all of this. 

 “Ain’t the only thing you’ll have to hold on to mate.” Correy laid the double entendre out as he grasped one of the demon’s hands and let his shadows bring a piece of metal that’d been sitting in the hearth. Cautiously, but quickly, sealing up the insides of the wounds before closing them shut with a thousand tiny tendrils of smoke like shadow. Knitting like little spiders from a fairytale. 

 —

 Tightly gripping Correy’s hand, Levi watched as the burning hot metal was carried nearer, heart thudding in its chest. “Not really sure how… how she did it, but…” It grimaced in pain, looking away from the mess that was its own leg as the shadows did the work of sealing it up. Short, fearful breaths were sucked in and out as it tried not to let the feeling overwhelm it. “Made sure I have to… feel whatever I make other people feel. Must… be some kind of backlog, ‘cuz… it’s been a hell of an afternoon, Correy.” The brief moment of respite it had as it stared up at its friend was short lived, dying in the face of the metal being pressed to skin to cauterize. It couldn’t help the agonized howl that slipped free as it attempted to wrench itself away from the source of pain, panic flaring in its chest once again even though it knew it was safe. 

 —

 The shadows had a hell of a time keeping Levi's body steady and secure. Correy, as much as he remained looking placid and composed, was feeling his own amount of pain. Not so much because of the Leviathan, but on its behalf. As Levi spoke though, he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt at that too. "Yeah well, emotions feckin' suck. S'why I tried to have Baz take em away fer so long. Though that wish didn't work out quite as intended. Got better at control t'ough." Once the worst of the impromptu surgery was over, all that remained was the cleanup. Which, sure, wouldn't be pleasant, but much more manageable than sutures without anesthesia. "You feel everything you make folks go through, or just the bad shite?" 

 —

 Straining against the lampade’s shadows that held it down, Levi only had a few seconds of fight in it before it gave up, tears streaking down its temples from the corners of its eyes as it lay there. Taking a few deep, calming breaths, Levi tried to stop itself from shaking, wondering who’s emotions it was feeling now for a moment before Correy spoke. It felt bad that Correy had gone so far to get rid of them, but in this moment, Levi understood the compulsion all too well. 

 “Don’t know,” Levi responded, its voice hoarse. “Haven’t really had the chance to…” It trailed off, staring up at Correy with a puzzled expression. “Don’t,” it whispered, lowering its gaze. “Don’t… worry about me.” It was almost pleading the lampade, realizing that it wasn’t sure if it had the strength to start adding those emotions to the pile as well. Still… it was nice to know he cared enough to be concerned.

 —

 Correy wasn’t usually one to struggle with directions, but this was different. How was he supposed to just stop worrying? Wasn’t usually the kind of thing someone could just turn off, but it was also part of the problem right now. Pale eyes flickered over the leviathan’s features. Exactly one course of action came to mind. A way to clear his mind, and with a little hope and maybe a smidgen of magic, would help clear Levi’s as well. 

 The kiss was not the cold calculated thing one might expect from the lampade. All at once, every bit of the energy and passion that he’d been holding back for thirty some odd years exploded forth. Gentle wherever it was needed, rough wherever the demon seemed it’d want the force. Perhaps a little out of practice, but enthusiastic all the same. 

 —

 Hm. It seemed that the deal was going to be upheld sooner rather than later, and Levi was hardly one to complain about that. It didn’t hesitate to return the favor, and while it may have been a bit more tame than usual, too exhausted to exert any sort of dominance in the situation as it typically did, it was thankful. After all, when trying to block out immense pain and forget all the shit that was making you miserable, an unexpected series of kisses from your friend-turned-roommate was certainly helpful.

 The one hand that didn’t already have Correy’s in it found the lampade’s chest and gripped his shirt in a fist that still tremored, but it did seem to still somewhat once the demon’s thoughts were well consumed by the fae that was bent over the top of it. 

 “I’d thank you, but I know you’d use it to make me do something stupid,” Levi breathed after its friend pulled back, the faintest hint of a grin stretching over its lips.

 —

 A rough laugh rippled through Correy’s chest as he broke off the kiss. He pressed his forehead into Levi’s with a smile. “Ehh you said the words, if I were a stingy git I could probably use it. Could still.” The nymph laughed again, a bit pleased with himself that the hasty plan actually worked. A bit more surprised at the sudden fluttering in his chest. Dust covered books in the back of an abandoned archive saw more action than the lampade. Most of the time he just didn’t want it. Could care less. Took a helluva lot of something to get him going. Apparently casting worry and any other negative emotion aside was enough. 

 “But… I dare you to thank me properly. Maybe I can do something better fer ye.” 

 —

 “Better? Color me intrigued…” The ache was still present, deep and sorrowful, but easier pushed aside in the welcome comfort that came from intimate contact. For a moment, Levi wondered how it had ever gotten on before without that, before remembering that it had never had the need. But right now it was desperate, clinging to anything it could get like a lifeline. It was, in effect, a lifeline—the only thing keeping Levi from drowning in the heartbreak of others. 

 Releasing Correy to push itself more upright, Levi caught the lampade in another fervent kiss, brow furrowing as it adjusted itself on the couch beneath him, trying to prop itself up enough to bring its hands to frame his face. 

 “Thank you,” it conceded, managing to spark a little mischief in its dark gaze, “for helping me. I owe you.”

 —

Another chuckle rolled out of the nymph as he felt the tingling tides of a well earned thank you rush around him. He bit down on his lip, just where the Leviathan had placed its own. To the fresh salty ocean taste that lingered. “Well–” Correy began with a drawl, letting the word dance at the tip of his tongue. Call it a warm-up. “When I’m done with you, to show your thanks, ye can put one of them stars right up on the chart. Your name and mine.” 

 At this point it was less about shifting a change of focus, and more about letting certain feelings rise and ride out. Things Correy had mused upon before, but never really found the right moment to indulge. He cradled his arms around the demon, and pulled it in close enough to plant a kiss on its forehead. “Bet you ain’t used to bein’ the one carried about.” The sly grin had grown to match the mischief in Levi’s eyes as the lampade leaned back. A bundle of pride and mirth. Shadows in the room seemed to deepen for a moment, then began to stretch out until they consumed the pair, only to dissipate moments later when they arrived on Correy’s bed. It wasn’t often he let people in his room. But this seemed like a good enough occasion. 

#. para ; #. para ; can't promise it won't get worse #. with ; c. owens #surgery tw #wickedswriting

[theloveinc]

Catie! Do you have any self-ships? You write about a lot of different characters with us/for us, but who's your ~fave~? (Could also just be a fave, not a self-ship) Is there anyone that you wish you could talk about more with us/in general?

🐞

jfjskdhfjads ladybug PLEASE, you are so berry kind for asking❤️👉🏻👈🏻❤️

i have many self-ships, actually!! tho i'm a bit confused by what constitutes one because... i basically ship myself with everyone LOL. and i know some people have very developed backstories for their selfship worlds... i wouldn't say i have one specific "canon" for each character + i's setup... but rather i pick whatever scenario i'm enjoying at the moment and then apply it to them and do that as needed. probs cuz it changes so often and always has.

Most of the time this past year it's been bakugo (what a surprise), so i would say he's def my top self ship??? but honestly whenever i'm thinking of anything for any character, whether it's suggested by u guys or not, i'm absolutely brainrotting for them, too. i mentioned this ages ago on IHB, but for the longest time i actually liked everyone in mha pretty equally, so i lowkey still do

(its fine bc im so busy rn, but sometimes im sad that we don't have more convos about other characters)

anyway, it's kind of an inside joke with myself LOL but i always joke it's like rick + morty in my mind bc i always think of my selfships as alternate universes that are all happening at the same time... so if i'm thinking about one au of assassin bakugo and another about having kids w/ him............ they're both equally valid. or like, if im thinking about being married to kiri, that's a different caitie than the caitie married to bakugo LMAO but still me🙆🏼‍♀️

(does that even make sense?)

honestly... not so much recently bc i've really been going thru it w/ my writing, but i feel like i do a good job of talking to u guys about all the stuff i wanna! i've honestly been self inserting so long that turning my ideas into inserts is actually very easy for me, plus, since i LOVE and enjoy writing second person, i don't have any issues with stuff being relatable to me personally. it just always is (for the most part).

besides, tho there's definitely a couple things i wish i could bring up, like plans i have for longer things im too scared to start (which are absolutely author-inserts), they're so deeply personal that i really can't even figure out how to make them appealing LOL. so for now i just don't. but that doesn't bother me much tbh, cuz i get my fill as is!

(plus, sometimes they’re just dumb ideas)

anyway, long story short... bakugo is my current, MAIN selfship. it was levi from attack on titan for like, 7 years tho. and i'm sure i'll find someone else berry special to add to the pile too!!! and normally i imagine us meeting because... we're both fucking weirdos who hate everyone LOL and bond over that.

but thank u SO much for asking, i hope i answered this right!! and more importantly, wbu??? i'd love to hear <3 (and hope you're feeling better🥺)

#LOL I STILL HAVE TONS TO SAY WAHH but mostly just supporting details #and now i cant think of anything #having allergic reaction in my eyeball too #but yeah. i dont mention it much bc i just phrase everything in second pov cuz its my favorite #but im always selfshipping with bakugo <333 #anything that says you im thinking of ME!! #hence why i always write it cuz i think u should too!!! or your fave oc #but its my favorite to read so why would i write anything else #anyway uhhhhhhh #OH ABT BAKUGO i was gonna say. he used to just be on par with kiri deku and todoroki and everyone for me #but something changed and he definitely suits all my current needs in a man #and im not willing to debate abt it #u know bc like i mentioned... ppl have really been talking abt it lately #and im not like. giving up my ideas abt him LOOOOL #anyway thats vague but i typed it all out so whatever #and to change the subject one more time #i wanna do more with people selfships too #like the other day i was thinking abt making headcanons for people's f/o relationships #but i havent figured out a good way yet that would really allow for my own creativity in the situation #but its on the mind hence why i wanna hear from u abt urs too #and i love u for asking me this #all my love and hugs <33 #caitie answers #anon #selfship tw #🐞

[anya-ackerman]

July 30th, Year 845

We all woke up pretty early for the weekend, but given that the book sale we were going to go check out started at 8:00AM, we had to get going.

Levi and I showered and he helped brush out and detangle my wet hair. It’s always so sweet to me, how gentle he is with me when it comes to things like this. He’s so careful with the comb, brushing slowly and gently, commenting on how soft my hair feels. I’m glad he likes the new detangling spray I got the last time Petra and I went out together. He said it makes my hair smell of clovers and honey and my heart melted when he kissed my neck gently. All these years and he can still make my heart race so!

Levi picked my dress, a newer one I had gotten last time I was in Burlington with Petra. A soft, sheer floral cotton print with lace accenting. I haven’t had a chance to wear it, despite the nearly two months we’ve been at the beach estate. Levi matched it with a thin knit shawl and sandals. I felt like one of those sea nymphs you read about in old folk tales!

I sat at the vanity so that Levi could fix my hair, braiding some of it but leaving most of it down, securing the braid with a soft cotton ribbon. He felt it would be alright for my hair to air dry today, given how hot the weather has been lately. He also said that my curls seem to be forming more tightly in my hair, even when air drying. I wonder if that simply comes with age…

I didn’t do anything too much with my makeup, I thought it best to stay a bit more minimal given the heatwave we’ve been having. A tinted moisturizer, then to apply some eyeshadow, eyeliner and to do my eyebrows. A little bit of blush and a lipgloss and I was set! Levi actually helped my spray some perfume on my neck, choosing one scented like cherry blossoms. A scent he got me a few weeks ago now.

Next was to get the children! Kuchel was easy to wake.

Always prepared, she had her little day bag made up and packed the night before we would be going out on our little family outing. She had set her outfit out the night prior as well and changed quickly. The twins were easy to rouse from sleep, a little less easy to keep awake. They were still pretty sleepy by the time we all piled into the car. Farlan was surprisingly awake the entire ride. He’s a curious boy and is always staring at his surroundings wherever we go so I supposed he was just too excited!

Ilya met us as the door and wished us well on our little outing. I insisted she should come with us but she’s certain she has a lot of work she’d like to catch up on as far as the household chores and such go. I do hope Ilya takes some time to enjoy herself. She’s always been such a good friend and confidant to me; like how I thought a mother ought to be properly.

Once in the car, safe and secure, we were off. It didn’t take us too long to get to the sale, though the twins fell asleep immediately once we started driving. Thankfully they were a bit peppier once we got to the sale!

Levi held on to my hand the entire drive there, squeezing it gently on occasion.

I know he’s been so incredibly stressed lately; from what I’ve gathered from Hange, things have been hectic for the military these last few weeks. Erwin is keeping things under quite a tight lock and key, which isn’t too surprising to me for him, but it seems to have something to do with Marley and some of Eldia’s trade ships. It all seems so horrid to me, their inability to leave us be.

Levi’s been home late these last few weeks, looking more worn down and exhausted then he normally can be. I’m certain it’s due to an increase in training, both for military veterans and leading training sessions for cadets and officers alike. And not even to mention the paperwork…

I’m grateful he seems to have gotten some time for himself this week. I know he assures me that just being with me, being with the children, it’s all he needs to come back to after a “day of Hell”. But I still want to do something more to help him…

The children were at least excited for this day trip, and I think that in turn helped Levi. It was a drive to get to the spot if the sale but nothing worse than the travel it can take to Greenfield.

Perusing the books, I did find some admittedly interesting paperback romance novels alongside a few new cookbooks and crafting books. I cannot help myself, I’ve loved these books since I was a girl and I will love them long after, no matter how much Levi teases me.

Kuchel certainly found a sizable amount of books. It wasn’t too surprising given the fact that Kuchel is a voracious reader. Some were mystery novels, some about the supernatural, and some were gothic tales, though she did grab a fair amount of books that were non-fiction on art and art history. Kuchel does seem to like her scary stories the best though.

Isabelle and Annabelle stuck more to the things very much so meant for children. Children’s books about cute animals characters having adventures and learning certain lessons, with beautiful watercolor or colored pencil style illustrations. I suspect a good lot of these will become their new highly requested bedtime stories.

Farlan is still quite young and hasn’t started reading yet, so I kept him in my arm and on my hip as we perused. He seemed content for now to stay clinging to me, the sweet boy. I did manage to find some more books that could also work for our homeschool lessons. A book of prayers for children as well as fable stories with moral lessons. A few history books to use as references as well, one covering Ancient Eldia which seemed especially vital.

Levi picked up a few new history books as well for himself. A few crime and mystery novels (like father like daughter I suppose) and a few fantasy novels for fictional stories. I wouldn’t be surprised if some of these he picked up were recommendations from Hange. Hange does seem to have a good understanding of Levi’s taste in stories.

Once we paid and got our items back to the car it was about 9AM and Levi decided we should all probably get some breakfast.

We stopped off at a cute little diner in Londonbury. The pancakes were fantastic and their cherry wood smoked bacon was delectable! Though, Levi and even the kids are insistent that I make better pancakes, no matter how good the pancakes at this little diner were. It’s so nice to get to experience some of these little places though! The atmosphere is so homey and sweet.

After breakfast, we decided to stop off at a local art museum. There was an artist that Levi had heard about who was exhibiting her work there and he thought it would be interesting. Kuchel and Annabelle both were certainly excited!

The museum was fantastic! The exhibition was of work done by artist Maria McGregor and it was a form of surrealist art mixed heavily with the artist’s own life experience during the Great War between Eldia and Marley. It was absolutely fascinating to see and it was incredible how she incorporates multimedia into her work! If I’m being quite honest, I’m thinking of perhaps purchasing one of her art pieces or even a commission from her.

Levi was certainly impressed by her work as well! We had ended up tagging along on a tour group that was discussing one of her works in particular and asking us about the various meaning behind parts of the work and the symbols used. Kuchel and Annabelle were very active with the tour guide, their creative minds buzzing with ideas!

When we were discussing the meaning behind a lot of the symbols used in one of her pieces, Levi volunteered as well some of his own insight and it really does amaze me how often I’m reminded of why I fell in love with him. He might have an air of someone “grumpy”, as I sometimes tease him, but he is incredibly charismatic in his own right! I can see why so many of the cadets in his squad admire him so.

After the tour guide finished with her presentation of the work, we looked through the gallery. Levi and I had a discussion about each of the pieces; I love hearing his insight and sometimes he would even encourage me, teasing that “well, you are an artist yourself after all”.

Kuchel and Annabelle were deep in their own discussions of the pieces and would sometimes join in our conversations as well.

Kuchel is so sweet with her younger siblings. When there were parts of a piece that Annabelle, or even Isabelle, couldn’t see, there’s Kuchel picking them up to give them a better look. She would speak softly to Farlan and explain parts of the pieces of art to her little brother. She has so much of her father’s kind and patient nature.

Outside the exhibit of the McGregor’s work there was a few tables and stations set up with paper and pencils that were interactive aspects for children. I love doing these with the kids, as it’s a great way to help them learn without even realizing they’re doing so!

The first station was showing three images of McGregor’s artwork and asking for written description of what you believed tied the works together. Kuchel and Annabelle were so excited and wrote so much on their little pieces of paper!

Levi helped Isabelle with her written piece. Isabelle does enjoy art but sometimes it can be hard for her to come up with a means of conveying what she is trying to say. I think Levi and I both see that trait in both of us reflected in her and so we always want to do our best to help her get better at expressing herself.

We even let Farlan “write” his own little paper, even if it came out more as a collection of random scribbles. My sweet little boy!

After the little papers were filled out, they clipped them to a little line of thread for displaying! The second station was again, showing off three images of McGregor’s work but this time the theme tying them together was that each piece had birds in the paintings. The task was then to draw a bird on a piece of paper and to make the image reflect what symbols of birds mean to you the artist.

This was one where the twins were insistent they had to do it together. Their little paper was of two little birds, snuggled close to one another. I think it was a perfect image for the two of them. They really are the definition of “birds of a feather flock together”! Kuchel’s bird was in flight, taking off from a blossoming tree.

I decided to also take a go at these, drawing a cute little bird nesting and covering her eggs. Farlan drew a little bird following the tutorial that the museum staff placed at the station and I really think he has a creative eye as well~!

Levi’s did one where he sketched out a woman’s hands holding a small bird. He explained to me, a long time ago, the story of when one of his dear friends, Isabel, had rescued an injured bird with the hopes of healing it and setting it free. I know Isabel was like a little sister to Levi so it felt like such a powerful image. I wish I had the chance to meet her, her and our little Farlan’s namesake as well.

We finished our drawings and pinned them to the opposite wall where there were hundreds of other papers of various different types of birds.

I joked with Levi that Eren Jaeger must have attended the exhibit as well when I saw one particular drawing in the mix. Eren no doubt must have come to the exhibit at the behest of Armin Arlert. We saw a little, aggressively sketchy image of a bird looking like it was screaming towards the sky, the words “FIGHT” written above it.

Levi grumbled something about how “ridiculous the Jaeger kid is” but I know he’s fond of the boy. I’m certain he wasn’t chosen to be the Attack Titan for no reason, after all. Though, Levi did mention as we all moved to the next section of the museum that perhaps he would ask Eren on his thoughts on the exhibit. I agreed and I’m certain Eren and Armin both would have interesting insights!

The rest of the museum was a nice, leisurely experience. They had a large collection upstairs of portrait work and landscape paintings. Each time we came to a new piece, Levi and I both got the girls to engage with the piece, asking what they saw and what they thought the artist was doing as they were working on the piece.

What techniques they thought they used and why one piece resonated with them or why they didn’t like another piece. We read the little description placards where there were some and also helped to give the children some historical context to the works. I truly believe there’s no better way to teach than to engage your children!

Downstairs was a lot of art by contemporary artists. Some works were quite interesting, like one collection by a glass worker who made various paperweight styled objects with absolutely astoundingly detail glasswork in the center of the piece. Or incredibly elaborate glass candelabra or lamp pieces!

There was another section of the museum dedicated to religious artworks as well! Paintings depicting Perun wielding his mighty battle axe, leading Eldians in a charge towards an unseen enemy. Yarilo, holding a sheath of wheat in one arm and a sword in the other, riding upon his white stallion.

There were even some pieces celebrating Founder Ymir, images depicting her Titan form, the first to ever have existed. Portrait paintings of her three daughters, Maria, Rose and Sina. It was a beautiful collection and it completely took my breath away!

There was also an art piece by a contemporary textile artist who I am quite fond of as well! To be able to make textile pieces and have parts of them appear that they’re melting is incredible craftsmanship to me!

The contemporary artwork exhibit also wasn’t as hit or miss as I worried. Sometimes there are contemporary art pieces where the art, I feel, doesn’t say too much really. I’m certain it does to others but for me, when that occurs, it can be somewhat disappointing.

Levi understands my frustration though and seems to share it too. We came across one artist who I never realized all this time Levi hated so much. Their work is extremely abstract while attempting to also be representative.

I asked Levi what it was about the work he couldn’t stand and I understood his point.

“It’s the fact that he’s attempting to depict a person, but in the end it’s just a chaotic mess of brushstrokes and colors. The image of the representation is completely lost. Like he’s attempting to do both nonrepresentational art and representational at the same time. Like he can’t commit.”

I asked him what the difference between this art piece and, say, a Jackson Pollock would be.

“Pollock isn’t trying to be representational. His paintings are attempting to be nothing more but chaotic. It’s…like music in paint form. This isn’t that.”

I had never thought of it in that way, “music in paint form”. That’s a beautiful sentiment and I told Levi as such. The blush on his cheeks when I did! I got a kiss to the temple for flustering him slightly like that. I love how Levi’s mind works, the conclusions he comes to and how passionately he feels towards so much.

Since it was getting close to lunch time by the time we saw the whole of the exhibit, we decided to stop in at the museum’s cafe for something to eat. On the way there, the entrance leading to the cafe took you out into a beautiful hall! There was a mosaic tile on the ground, beautiful work depicting the wheel of the Zodiac. Kuchel had fun pointing to each of the Zodiac symbols and having the twins guess which it was.

There was a statue fountain that was situated before the Zodiac mosaic on the floor. The statue was of the first War Titan, arising from the ocean, dolphins surrounding the Titan’s feet and pouring water from their mouths into the pool of water beneath. In the War Titan’s hands was a trident and they wore armor in sea motifs. It was absolutely stunning!

There were also two murals of divine beings on either side of the oak doors leading to the cafe area. The pieces were both gorgeous! One was holding an artist’s palette in one hand and architectural tools in the other. The other divine figure was surrounded by a halo of light with a golden wheel below them. The first image was of a personification of the arts, while the second was a personification of progress and innovation. Absolutely stunning work!

We had some lunch in the cafe and enjoyed the quiet ambiance. The cafe was also partially an indoor garden, and the beautiful plants where so incredible! I’m thinking of perhaps getting some of those varieties for our own home. They certainly would go well in our conservatory!

Kuchel offered to help me care of the plants and Levi teased the both of us, saying we were going to overrun the house with plants and make it a jungle. That only inspired Isabelle’s imagination, talking excitedly to Annabelle about how they could be like the explorers and adventurers in their books or radio plays, searching abandoned lands for lost treasure.

The look Levi and I shared I think means that we might be planning a little adventure like that for the children. They like little games like that and I think it would be good for them to have a little adventure! We’ll have to discuss the logistics of such a thing with Ilya and the other girls.

There appears to be, beyond another door connected to the cafe, a section of the museum that is reserved for their library as well as various classrooms. I had asked a staff member when we exited out of the cafe to the lobby what the classrooms were used for and it seems they do varying types of art courses for children that connect to the art exhibits they’re showing at the time, as well as some in their permanent collections.

I managed to get an itinerary from the receptionist that showed all of the upcoming classes for the rest of this year and next year. She also explained that on every third Saturday of the month, they have a special art class for military veterans and active members and their families. Levi seemed quite interested in that and after letting the girls look over the itinerary, I think it’s safe to say that we will certainly be taking advantage of those classes!

And of course, we had to pop into the gift shop before we left since we were in the lobby. They had a lot of beautiful art prints and books, along side artisan jewelry pieces and textiles.

Kuchel picked out a beautifully woven shawl for herself alongside a delicately beaded bracelet. She does seem to have an affinity for shawls and blankets, especially when she settles in for long hours reading.

Annabelle picked out a couple art books, some were even recipe books inspired by artists and their works. She also picked out a few of her favorite art prints. We’ll have to get a few frames so she can hang those. She also picked up a travel sized sketchbook for herself, as I think having a small one for her to bring on trips would be good rather than her quite large ones she has.

Isabelle found books used for writing and picked up a couple of her favorites. No doubt she’ll have many marvelous stories written in the pages before too long! She also zeroed in on a silk scarf that had a print inspired by one of the landscape paintings in the museum. I think the colors of it will look beautifully with her golden hair.

Isabelle also found some chocolates that the store was carrying that were inspired by various famous art pieces and, well, no harm in indulging!

We each picked out our own chocolate bar, leaving opting for the one described as “tea chocolate”. According to the shopkeeper, they used steeped black tea mixed into the chocolate to give it a very interestingly bittersweet flavor. Having tasted it later with Levi that night, I can agree that it is delicious!

There were also elderflower champagne lollipops that were so beautifully crafted, each with a small amount of pressed, edible flowers and gold leaf. Kuchel spotted those and they each got to pick one out. I picked one out for myself as well, as I’ve never tried a sweet flavored with elderflower before! Though, admittedly, sometimes with sweets like lollipops it is fun to tease my husband a bit~

Levi picked out a couple of books on the exhibits in the museum and I think those will be a good starting point for teaching art lessons and art history for the children, especially combined with the access to the museums library and art classes. Unbeknownst to me, until we got home, I hadn’t realized that Levi had also picked out a beautiful set of gold filigree earrings for me that were crafted and inspired by one of the pieces in the museum!

I personally picked out for myself a brooch that was a replica of the Zodiac mosaic. It’s such a beautiful piece and absolutely astounding that I couldn’t resist!

Once we had paid for our things, it was about time to start heading home. The kids easily fell asleep in the car on the ride home. They’d had a pretty busy day and also had gotten up early in the morning for them, so I think a nap was in order.

I myself found myself dozing off at points, my head resting on Levi’s shoulder as he drove. I felt his hand squeeze my thigh gently, reassuringly and he let me hold onto his right arm as I moved closer to him. Occasionally I’d feel him press a kiss to the top of my head every so often as I dozed. My heart always swells with such tender affection for him that I cannot believe he’s really here and mine.

Once home, things were a bit calmer. I had to take care of finishing writing up the minutes for the last meeting my Chapter of the Women of the Eldian Reclamation had. It was a meeting of our currently administrations board members to discuss the budgeting for our upcoming year. It was a lot discussed in one meeting but we had also accomplished a lot of work!

Levi himself had to finish up some documents that Erwin still needed from him but he insisted that I join him in his study to work. I know by now that he likes having my company and his study even has a small desk set up for me with my writing supplies and typewriter.

After putting Farlan down for a nap, Ilya was kind enough to go with Nina and the girls when they insisted on walking down to the beach. I’m hesitant seeing as Levi nor I could put our work off to go with them but Ilya insisted that Nina and her would be fine going with them. I gave permission, as did Levi, and I kissed each of them before they left the house, asking them to tell me everything they did down at the beach once they returned.

Typing up the minutes for the board meeting was arduous but once the hard part of writing all my notes into coherent thoughts was done, then came the editing. Levi seemed hard at work as well, signing off on various papers, making notes of correction here and there. I’m grateful that the amount of death notices he’s had to sign have decreased.

Levi doesn’t show it outwardly, but I know that work breaks his heart. My poor love…

With my minutes edited and typed up a final time I think they’re finally ready to send off to our Chapter’s Corresponding Secretary. There might be a few additions or edits from her as well but I’m prepared for that. I tucked the documents into an envelope and went downstairs to ask Katherine to please deliver the envelope to the postman when he arrives on Monday.

I stayed with Levi for a while, seeing as I had the time. I made a drink for him and myself first; just a simple gin and tonic. I never used to be a fan of gin until I met Levi. It has a bitterness to it I could never enjoy before, at least until Levi made me one himself with an elderflower tonic water. There’s just enough sweetness in the tonic water there that it seems to cut the bitterness enough.

To think there is someone in this world like Levi who knows me so well, inside and out like this. Something I never thought I would find or have. I’m so eternally grateful to him for the life he has provided me.

At Levi’s insistence I situated myself in his lap while he worked at his papers. Levi likes having me like this, sitting in his lap while he works. Occasionally we have…gotten distracted before. But usually, it’s enough for him to hold me in one arm, his other hand working on signing in his beautifully perfect script. Other times he’ll be focused on his work and I feel his thumb rubbing small circles on my lower back. Other times, his hand is carding through my hair, playing with soft strands absentmindedly.

It was a soothing silence we found ourselves in, the only sounds the ocean waves and calls of seabirds from the open window in Levi’s office, the soft scratch of pen against parchment and the clink of ice in our glasses. The occasional kiss placed to the top of my head; myself reciprocating with a kiss to Levi’s neck, right on his pulse.

Eventually, it began to get close to around dinner and I excuse myself, kissing Levi before exiting the office and taking our empty drink glasses with me. Not before Levi caught my wrist and placed a kiss to my knuckles, promising to finish his work before dinner. I love him so deeply.

Katherine and I set to work preparing dinner while Lorelei helped Penny set the table. I had decided on a seafood dish, as it’s so hard for me not to cook those when we’re staying by the beach house. Katherine had been kind enough to make the trip into town to buy the fresh seafood that had been fished that day.

The meal started with fried calamari. Then a garden salad of lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, carrots, red cabbage, green peppers and red onion. Then baked haddock atop a bed of sautéed spinach and onions, topped with a cheese sauce and a light dusting of breadcrumbs. Katherine had worked on a grape nut custard for desert during the day, which I felt would be splendid, and I picked out a bottle of white wine that my dear Uncle Pyxis had gifted me sometime ago.

The children returned with Ilya and Nina shortly before dinner would be served, and I hugged and kissed each of them. It always is a lot of me to be away from my children. The girls’ hair was was still wet from their playtime in the water and they were excitedly showing me various seashells they had found.

I let Katherine take care of the tasks in the kitchen for now as I ushered the children into the mud room, helping them set up a little area for them to place their seashells so they could dry properly. Ilya was kind enough to get a bath running for the girls so they could clean up before dinner as well.

While washing them of the sand and salt water in the bath, I listened to the three of them excitedly tell me about all they had done down at the shore. Isabelle and Annabelle had found a small rock pool where they got to watch some little fish and crabs and they insisted that next their father and I went with them to the shore they would show us. Kuchel had spotted an overturned horseshoe crab and, out of concern and sympathy, got Nina to help her right it.

They built sandcastles with Ilya and Nina as well and Isabelle had them all play “Atlantis”, where Isabelle was an explorer, searching for the ancient, mythical lost city. Annabelle was the role of Isabelle’s faithful sister and research assistant, it would seem, and Kuchel was their wealthy heiress donor who funded their expedition. Kuchel had apparently joined the exploration because, as Isabelle said, she would be writing a book on the crew’s findings. Ilya and Nina were to play the roles of evil treasure hunters, who intended to steal ancient and mystical artifacts for their own nefarious reasons.

Isabelle has such an incredible imagination and it’s so amazing to me how she can include everyone so equally in her little games. From what Ilya and Nina told me later that night, the game was extremely fun. I’m a tad disappointed Levi and I missed it, if I’m to be honest.

Once the children were washed up and dressed, I went to get Farlan from his nap. He was talking excitedly in that mix of toddler-speak and actual words that I couldn’t help but kiss his little cheeks so!

He’s growing so fast and while I haven’t broached the subject to Levi as of yet…I find myself still wanting to have another child. I really wouldn’t mind “a large brood” as Kenny has sometimes referred to it when either Levi or I mention having children. I knew from the time I was young I wanted to be a mother and I cannot imagine any greater joy than being the mother of Levi’s children. Perhaps that will be a discussion at a later date.

True to his word, Levi was finished with his paperwork and cleaned up just before dinner. Dinner was a success and after we finished eating and helped Katherine and Penny clean up, the children settled in around the television and we watched a film as a family. I offered for Ilya and the others to join, but they each had some final work they wanted to finish up. Perhaps next time.

It was an older film, one of Levi’s and featuring some of my favorite actresses. Isabelle fell asleep at one point, I think because the film was more of a drama than an action-adventure like she enjoys. Annabelle pretended to nap while listening to the film as though it were a radio play, I think because she didn’t want Isabelle to feel bad about missing out later when everyone else could talk about events in the film.

The twins were laying on their stomachs on the floor, curled in around one another during their respective “naps”, and Kuchel was sat, curled up in Levi’s armchair, holding her baby brother and watching the film so intently. I won’t be surprised if later on Kuchel is an actress. She is always so fascinated by productions and film.

I curled up with Levi on the sofa, his arms holding me tightly and my head resting on his chest. It was a quiet moment for our family and I think this is one of those memories of all of us I will treasure forever.

With the film finished, we made ourselves some tea and had desert. After desert, I gathered up Farlan and put him to bed. Being the youngest, he can’t be staying up too late. While reading him his bedtime story and tucking him in, Levi started up a card game with the girls.

Isabelle was a quick learner in regards to the rules and seemed to be quite clever at the game. Annabelle did her best but seemed to need help from Levi every so often to remember the rules and what combinations of cards she could make. Levi was so patient with her, helping her with every question and issue. It would also seem that Annabelle inherited my odd luck, as even without knowing much about the game she won quite a few rounds.

Kuchel played a few rounds but opted instead to sit in the family room in Levi’s armchair and read one of her current novels. She’s like me in that regard, enjoying company but sometimes needing her time alone to do as she pleases and indulge in her own time and company.

Soon enough it was bedtime for the girls as well. Levi scooped up the twins in his arms easily, after allowing them to cling to an arm each as though Levi were a massive tree they were swinging from. Laughing, he gathered them both up in his arms while I got Kuchel, managing to pull her from whatever fantasy world she had run off to that night.

Teeth brushed and changed into nightgowns, we tucked the twins in first, reading to them from the new books they’d each picked out before kissing them goodnight gently. Kuchel prefers for us to sit on either side of her in her bed, holding while she reads to us. She has a great voice for dramatic reading, even as young as she is, and I think she has a flair from the dramatic that I teasingly tell Levi she got from him~

We let her finish one last chapter of her story before tucking her in and kissing her goodnight.

Levi and I opted to have a bath together. Using some bath oils Petra had recommended to me a few weeks ago, we sat in the bath in comfortable silence for the most part. My back pressed to Levi’s chest and his arms wrapped around me, occasionally feeling him kiss the top of my head or my neck.

We talked about upcoming plans and current frustrations: my Chapter of the W.E.R.’s current budget for the upcoming year and some of the other things the board will need to situate. As well as planning for the District Conference of the W.E.R in September that I would be attending.

Levi voiced some frustration currently happening within the Corps; it would appear that a certain noble has been acting as though he is the one running the military, particularly the Scouting Legion. Erwin has been fighting practically nonstop for three weeks against this nobleman’s ideas. From what Levi said he is part of the Inocencio merchant family, so his condescension and belief that he knows everything when he’s never stepped foot off the island doesn’t strike me as out of character.

I commented to Levi about how my mother had always talked about hoping to marry me off to an Inocencio when I was about to come of age. I remember her always saying how good it would be for the family, what a grand title our family would gain.

I caught the slight flare of jealousy from Levi as he tightened his arms around my waste, no doubt incensed at the thought of another man having married me in some other timeline. I couldn’t help but giggle.

On one of the few occasions I had spoken to Kenny, he had mentioned to me how the Ackermans have always been a family of loyalty. That once one is bonded to you, it’s a bond for life. Having gotten to know Levi over so many years, I do think he was right.

And I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me feel sublime! After so long, so many years of feeling like second best, worthless, invisible…Levi makes me feel so wanted. So desired. As if there’s no one else in this world he would ever want to be with or spend his time with.

I teased him about his possessiveness showing through and he teased me back, pointing out how I enjoy that about him. He really isn’t wrong. With a nip of teeth to my neck we decided to get out of the bath, the water beginning to run cold.

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The Bros + side dateables (Minus Luke) React to You Comparing Your Hand Sizes

Warnings: Very fluffy. Not for the faint of heart. You might die of cuteness. You have been warned.

You're sitting with this person just kind of chilling while you're both doing your own thing when you glance over at their hands. You wait a long enough pause in what they're doing before reaching over and taking their hand, holding it so that you can gently press your palm against theirs. Also, this is an MC who has relatively small hands so-

Lucifer

You're sitting beside him as he works, scrolling through your D.D.D.

After several hours of both of you sitting in silence, each doing your own thing, you finally look up from your D.D.D. 

You look over at Lucifer, who's still completely absorbed in his work. 

Then your eyes drift to his hands, the pen he's gripping gliding across the paper in front of him.

As you watch, he sets the pen down and starts stretching his fingers. You aren't surprised his hands are cramping. He's been writing for a long time now. You're probably the only person he would show this kind of weakness to, which makes you feel kind of special.

As you watch, an idea pops into your head. You set down your D.D.D. and gently grab his hand.

He's a little startled at first and gives you a quizzical look, but he doesn't stop you. At least it's a distraction from all of the bills Mammon has piled up.

You hold his gloved hand so that you can gently press your palm to his, lining your fingers up with his as well.

He has pretty big hands. They're not huge, but they're somewhat significantly bigger than yours.

He lets out a low rumbling laugh.

"What, exactly, are you doing, MC?"

"Comparing our hand sizes. You have really big hands."

He lets out another small laugh.

"Or perhaps you just have small hands."

And at that, he gently folds his hand over the top of your smaller one, almost as if proving his point about your tiny hands.

He then smiles and brings his other hand over to cup your cheek as he gently plants a kiss on your forehead.

Afterward, he lets go of your hand and goes back to work.

Mammon

You two are sitting together on the couch in his room.

You're both on your D.D.D. sending each other random memes that you find and giggling together. 

And during one of the moments of quiet moments where you're both scrolling, you look over at him.

He's still absorbed in his D.D.D., a big, goofy grin plastered across his face as he scrolls through the memes.

Your eyes drift to his hands as his thumbs move, pausing every so often to read a meme, then moving on when he deems it unsuitable to send to you.

As you watch, he pauses on a particularly long meme. You take this chance to reach over and gently take the hand, pulling it toward you.

He immediately tenses and looks over at you, his face flushing bright red.

"H-Hey, just what do ya think you're doin', MC?"

Instead of answering, you move his hand so that the palm is facing upwards and you gently press your palm against his, making his fingers flatten out as you line your fingers up with his.

He watches you, his face red, his heart racing, and his fingers trembling ever-so-slightly.

His hands are probably not that big, only being a little bigger than yours.

"M-MC? What are ya doin'???"

You look at him and smile a little.

"Comparing our hand sizes. Yours are bigger than mine."

"H-Huh? Oh! W-well, of course, they are! Just shows how awesome I am! After all, I'm the GREAT Mammon!"

You laugh a little at his words.

"Yeah, yeah. It's just hand size. Doesn't make you any better or worse than me."

Then, without giving him a chance to respond, you curl your fingers between his, holding his hand.

That's it. He's dead. You've killed him.

His whole face is red and he's a flustered spluttering mess.

He literally cannot form a single coherent sentence. He's dying, help him.

It takes him a full 10 minutes just to calm down.

When he finally does, he turns his head away before gently holding your hand back.

You laugh a little at how flustered he is.

Leviathan

You guys are just chilling in his room together, sitting side by side. You're watching anime on your D.D.D. while he plays video games on his handheld console.

At the end of one of your episodes, you look up and glance over at Levi.

He's so entranced by his game that he doesn't even notice you looking at him. His brows are furrowed and his tongue is sticking out slightly in concentration.

You smile when he lets out a small cheer when he beats the level he's on. He leans back a little and lowers the game as he relishes in his victory.

Out of a random whim, you reach out and gently take his hand, pulling it toward you.

He jumps in surprise and lets out a small yelp as you turn his hand so you can flatten your palm against him.

His whole face turns red as you closely study your hands pressed together.

His hands are actually surprisingly big. Not big like Lucifer's but definitely bigger than yours.

"M-MC! Wha-what are you d-d-doing?!"

In response, you look at him and smile.

"I'm comparing our hand sizes. Yours are actually pretty big."

He covers his face with his other hand, not moving the one you have away.

"Wh-what a normie thing to do, MC… I guess it's to be expected from a normie like you…"

You were literally just watching anime but okay-

When he notices you look a little downcast at his insults, he frantically tries to apologize.

"W-wait no! I- I didn't mean that I'm sorry!"

When you look back at him, he smiles at you a little.

He was so focused on trying to apologize, he didn't even notice that you'd curled your fingers around his hand. 

When does realize, though, he's immediately back to being a flustered, stuttery mess.

You broke him.

Leviathan.exe has stopped working.

Satan

You're both sitting in his room, on his bed together.

Both of you are reading books. You're reading a really interesting fantasy book he'd recommended to you. Meanwhile, he's reading a book about cats.

At the end of the chapter you're on, you sigh and lower the book, processing what you just read. You cannot believe that just happened to the main character.

While you're doing that, you glance over at Satan. He's still very much absorbed in his book. 

As you watch, he takes one hand away from the book, shifting it so that he can balance it in one hand, and brings the other up to his chin, rubbing it as if he were deep in thought.

Then, just as he's reaching back down to turn the page, you set your book down and reach out and gently grab his hand.

He blinks, shocked, and looks over at you curiously as you gently press your palm to his. His cheeks flush a little.

His hands are only a little bigger than yours. They're still a little bigger than Mammon's though.

"MC? What are you doing?"

"Comparing our hand sizes."

He looks down at the two of your hands. 

"I see. It seems my hands are a bit bigger than yours, huh?"

You nod a little, smiling at him.

Then he glances at his book before looking back at you.

"Now… I can't exactly turn the pages with one hand, can I?"

You laugh and reach over with your other hand, turning the page of his book yourself.

He chuckles a little and thanks you as he curls his fingers around yours.

Asmodeus

You're both sitting on his bed while he's looking at his reflection in a mirror, applying makeup.

He's going to do yours next, so you're scrolling through pictures on his D.D.D. as you try to decide what look you want.

When you finally find a look that you like, you click the image and set the D.D.D. down to wait for Asmo to finish his own makeup. While you wait, you look up and watch him apply his makeup, carefully applying the pink lipstick.

When he's finished, he caps the lipstick and sets it down on the bed beside him while admiring his work.

Then, just as he's bringing his hand back up to the mirror, you grab his hand, careful not to touch his freshly painted nails.

He looks over at you quizzically at first, then he smiles at you.

"Aw, do you want my attention~? Don't worry, I'll get to you in a moment, darling."

Without responding, you press your palm to his, lining up your fingers.

Asmo has pretty small hands, being about the same size as yours, maybe even a little smaller.

He looks a little confused as he watches you study your hands.

"What are you doing, dear?"

"Comparing our hands' sizes. You have small hands."

He laughs at that.

"Oh, you are just so cute!"

He takes his hand from yours and gently taps your nose with his index finger.

"Come now, show me what you have picked out there."

He picks up his D.D.D. and looks at the image you have up.

"Ooh! Good choice! Now come here, love."

And with that, he starts working on your makeup.

Beelzebub

You're sitting in his lap on his bed. He has his chin resting on top of your head as he munches on one of the many bags of chips you two had bought earlier. You're looking at recipes online, trying to figure out what to make for breakfast tomorrow since it'll be your turn to cook.

Soon, Beel has finished his current bag of chips and he sets the empty bag aside. You glance at his hand as he reaches out to grab another bag.

You smile a little and set down the D.D.D and gently take his hand, laughing inwardly at the feeling of his greasy fingers.

He's a little shocked by this action.

"Huh? MC, what is it?"

You gently press your palm against his.

"Comparing our hand sizes."

Oh boy, does this boy have some big hands.

Very large hands.

Definitely bigger than yours. By quite a bit, actually.

You giggle a little as he moves his head down to rest on your shoulder to get a better look at your guys' hands.

"Your hands are so big, Beel."

He laughs, and you can feel the sound in his chest, vibrating you a little bit.

Then he closes his hand around yours.

"Well, yours are pretty small. At least compared to mine. I like that. It's easier to hold them."

Then, he cups your cheek and gently kisses your lips before taking his hand away from yours and finally grabbing that next bag of chips.

Belphegor

You and Belphie are sitting on your bed together. He's sitting beside you with his arms wrapped around your middle and his face nuzzled into the crook of your neck, half asleep. Meanwhile, you're in the middle of sewing up a hole in his pillow that he'd somehow managed to tear. Not surprising, seeing as he carries it everywhere. And, of course, it was Mammon's fault, even though you have a sneaking suspicion that it was everyone's fault. So now you're his new pillow until it's fixed. You have no choice. Deal with it.

After a while, you have to set down the needle and thread and stretch your cramping fingers. Sewing is painful-

He notices your pause and lifts his head, looking at you. 

"Is it done yet?"

"Not quite. I still have a little ways to go. But I need a little break. My hands are starting to cramp."

He then grabbed the pillow and peered at the mostly sewn tear.

"Huh. You weren't lying when you said you could sew. That's actually pretty good."

You laugh a little as you watch him start to pull his hand away. Without thinking, you gently grab his hand.

He blinks and looks at you as you press your palm to his.

His hands are a decent size. Not big, but decently bigger than yours.

"MC… you're being weird again."

"No, I'm not. I'm comparing our hand sizes."

He looks back down at your hands.

"Hehehehe, mine are bigger. You have small hands. Baby hands."

Baby Hands is your nickname now.

You have no choice.

He will now call you Baby Hands any chance he gets, just to see how frustrated you get with him.

He is pure evil. A gremlin man. Stinky bastard man.

Diavolo

You're sitting in his lap as he works. You're drinking tea made by Barbatos.

You watch as he writes papers and signs forms while sipping your tea.

Soon he's finished a full stack of the papers. He leans back with a sigh, wrapping his arms around you.

"I think it's about time I could take a break now. I made quite a bit of progress."

You lean your head back so you can look up at him, smiling. Big man

He grins right back at you.

Then you look down at his hands placed gently on your belly. One of his thumbs is moving, gently rubbing your belly.

You softly grab one of his hands. He's a little surprised, but he's more curious and leans down to watch what you do.

You gently press your palm to him. He tilts his head like a confused puppy, trying to understand what, exactly, you're doing.

BIG HANDS. BIG HANDS BIG HANDS BIG HANDS.

This man's hands. Are Fuckign. Enormous.

He has such big hands. The biggest. Bigger than Beel's.

They fucking engulf yours.

Big hands for a big man ig

"Is this some kind of human world tradition?"

He asks that question so earnestly I can't-

You laugh.

"No, no. I'm just comparing our hand sizes. Yours are huge."

This time it's his turn to laugh.

"Yes, I suppose they are."

He then brings your hand up to his lips and kisses the back of it.

Barbatos

You're sitting beside him while he folds laundry that just came out of the dryer. You're sipping some milk tea that he'd made you.

You're watching him as he works. Every fold was so meticulous and pristine. It's almost mesmerizing.

As you watch, he pauses briefly to let out a breath before immediately reaching to grab another article of clothing.

Before he can though, you gently take his hand.

He looks at you, not really surprised, as he likely saw this coming.

He watches quietly as you gently press your palm to his.

His hands are bigger than yours but they're not particularly large.

He smiles softly as he watches you.

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

You look at him and smile a little.

"Yeah, I suppose so."

"I'm glad. I really do like seeing you enjoying yourself."

You look back down at your hands. 

"I was comparing our hand sizes! Yours are bigger than mine."

"I can see that."

He takes his other hand and places it on top of yours, smiling softly. He rubs the back of your hand with his thumb.

"Now, I must get back to work. I have many more things I must get to."

He kisses the back of your hand swiftly before returning to his laundry folding.

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Don't worry, guys, I'm still adding Simeon and Solomon, I just... Couldn't fit them in this post. I'll be adding them in a reblog

#obey me #obey me swd #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie #obey me shall we date #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me headcanons #obey me writing #obey me solomon

[moemoemammon]

MC who likes to help them groom their demon features!

MC Helps them Groom!

(Feat. GN!MC and the Demon Bros)

OK BUT THIS IS REALLY CUTE

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Lucifer takes great pride in everything about himself, especially his appearance. That being said, he was reluctant when he allowed you to help him tame those difficult feathers on his many wings, but the maintenance can be a pain for such a busy man. He has his ways to make things easier, but time is always a factor in whether or not he can actually do it. So with your help (and his very strict guidance), you carefully smooth down every last glossy feather on his wings until they're pristine. And when you get that spot right in the middle of his wings? He lets out the longest, most content sigh you've ever heard. You're pretty sure he's leaning into your touch right now, all of his fatigue melting away.

Mammon knows that his appearance is one of his main money makers, so he's gotta keep himself well groomed at all times! And even though he was shocked that you wanted to help him out with the maintenance, there was no way he could refuse. "I mean, s'obvious that ya wanna help THE Great Mammon, right?" Despite the cocky attitude, you can clearly see that he's gone red all the way up to his ears. You carefully wipe down his leathery wings, wary of the more delicate areas he loudly reminds you about. And when you're finished, or when you THINK you are, Mammon grabs you around the waist and doesn't seem keen on letting you go. Stick around for a while, will ya? Uh... you missed a spot! Yeah, you've gotta start over!

Leviathan isn't so good with uh... being touched by the object of his affection, so it takes a lot of convincing for him to allow you anywhere near his tail. But with the scaly skin beginning to shed all over the place, and the obligatory "you're my Henry, so..", he finally lets you in. You take the time to carefully scrub and peel off the shedding scales, and Levi is at the mercy of your AMAZING touch. Like seriously, is it okay for it to feel this great??? He thinks he's died and gone to heaven (despite the irony), but he'll never admit it! Though, you can tell from the way he's trembling and slowly melting into a pile of otaku goo. He underestimated your amazing powers, dear Henry...

Satan probably has the most complicated tail in the Devildom, so it goes without saying that it's a pain in the ass to clean. And sometimes he swears it's got a mind of it's own, so he tends to leave it be. But when you offer to give him a hand, he immediately accepts. He gets you all to himself, AND it's borderline romantic? Sign him UP. Though he never thought it’d be so ticklish, feeling the way you scrub at the scales?? plates??? segments????? of his wicked tail. By some miracle you avoid getting whipped in the face by his squirming tail, and when you're finished, Satan looks like he's about to explode. You're pretty sure you've never seen him make that face before.

Asmodeus is the king of self care so there's no way his demonic features aren't in tip too shape, but he's always happy to accept a hand! His care regimen is so long and complicated that it takes him FOREVER to finally finish! But beauty doesn't come cheap, and Asmo won't skimp on any part of it. He carefully teaches you how to apply a heavily scented cream to his wings, making unnecessary sounds the entire time, and insists that you massage them since "You're already getting familiar with them~". And when it's all over, after five hundred years, he's determined to repay you for your kindness. You don't have any wings or or horns to be polished, but he does give a mean back massage! Why don't you make this into a habit, hm?

Beelzebub doesn't seem to take much time to care for his delicate insect wings or impressive horns, other than giving them a quick rinse when he's in the shower. So when you offer to help him groom them, he's clearly confused about what you're implying. You've gotta explain your intentions, then he's all for it. But it's not like there's a bug wing care manual, so you're just winging it (badum tss). You wash them down with a soft cloth, and judging from how jumpy Beel is, it tickles. He apologizes every time soapy water flicks into your face. When you're finished, he flaps them around to get them dried off, and you're now... drenched in water. He's gonna grab a towel for you, and- Hey, his wings feel much lighter now! Why don't you guys get lunch to celebrate?

Belphie does the bare minimum to make sure he doesn't stink, and that's all. We can all be thankful for that. But that still means that his furry tail and curly horns could use a little bit of TLC, and he's more than willing to accept your help with that. He's like an overgrown house cat, lounging around while you carefully brush through the fur of his tail to get out all the tangles. And since it's looking a little dull, why not give it a quick wash and condition? Once you do that and blow dry it to perfection, it looks like he's got a brand new tail. And he kept perfectly still for you! Actually, you're pretty sure he's asleep. You're ready to leave, but Belphie's dead weight is keeping you from going anywhere. He's clinging to you and you've lulled him into a deep sleep, so good luck trying to escape!

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me! #obey me! shall we date? #shall we date obey me #shall we date? obey me! #obey me headcanons #obey me fanfiction #obey me fanfic #obey me writing #obey me imagines #obey me scenarios #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me levi #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me beel #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphie #obey me belphegor

[miekasa]

do you have any cute (or h-word) bf headcanons for the Aot boys mie?

Of course I do, I have an ever-expanding list of headcanons for all of them, from how they react to you sitting in the backseat when they pick you up, down to whether or not they would rip your bandages off after your get a shot (spoiler: Eren, Porco, and Levi fucking would)

EREN sfw

He really likes holding hands, though it’s more of a calming habit for him. Holding hands keeps him grounded, and acts as an anchor for his anxiety; so he’ll grab and/or fidget with yours periodically.

He’ll steal your skincare if he’s over at your place, but honestly he just starts… copying it lmfao. Like, he’ll take notice of your face wash when he’s over he’s like “Oh, this is nice” and then a week later, he buys a bottle for himself. Then he buys your toner, and your moisturizer, and you stay over at his place and gotta do a double take bc he’s got damn near the same of everything at this point.

He doesn’t know if he believes that classical music actually helps him to concentrate, but he does know that he’s grown to like it, so it’s become his studying music of choice. He’s got favorite composers and everything.

He’d be upset if you didn’t steal his hoodies. That’s what they’re there for. He’ll make you steal them if he has to.

He hates standing in line. For anything. If he likes a restaurant that gets super busy at lunch, he’ll order ahead for pickup (and he feels special skipping the line). At amusement parks, he pays for the fast passes. If it’s shopping, then he’d rather just do it online.

On that note, he sucks at returning things that don’t fit/he doesn’t like when he shops online, so he honestly just keeps them, or gives them to his friends—it’s much easier than going through the hassle of printing a return label, according to him.

nsfw

He likes the idea of recording you guys during sex, but he’s honestly a little too nervous to do it—nervous about being recorded himself, and about it potentially getting out somewhere.

Likes it when you look him in the eyes when you cum. In fact, he somewhat demands it.

Similarly, he’s always watching you during sex. Mostly your face, for indications of how he’s making you feel and when you’re close to your orgasm (which is why he’s got a thing for you looking at him).

He used to hate masturbating, until he tried masturbating to the idea of you, and now he fucking loves that. He takes his time with it too—if he’s gonna jack off, he’s gonna make a moment of it: sit on his bed, turn the lights off, make sure he’s all alone and can go for as long as he wants.

Threesomes are fine with him, and he doesn’t even have to be the sole one in charge, depending on who’s joining you.

ARMIN sfw

He air-dries the majority of his clothes because he doesn’t want his sweaters and knitwear to shrink. Also, he likes the smell of his fabric softener permeating the room while the clothes dry.

On a similar note, he’s got sensitive skin—not to the point where a shirt less than 75% cotton irritates him; but he is conscious of fabrics and products he uses. Because of this, he takes extra care with his laundry, his pillowcases and bedsheets are satin as are the majority of his pajama shirts, and he never ever walks around without house slippers or he’ll irritate the bottom of his feet.

He’s scared of bugs, but he doesn’t like to kill them either. Honestly, he just kinda hopes spiders and stuff will crawl away without him intervening 😭😭

He likes board games, and has a thing for The Game of Life. He cannot play chess, even though most people would guess that he could, and he’s begun to practice by playing online versions against computers to learn.

He knows everyone’s gossip because everyone comes to him to gossip. And if he’s the therapist friend, then you’re the person who receives the summary of all the tea from him at the end of the week. And man can this boy throw a bitch fest when he’s in the right mood.

nsfw

He’s got a bit of an oral fixation, so he really likes having your mouth occupied; with his fingers, with your panties, with his dick—he’s not really picky.

Likes sex with the lights on. Claims it’s because he wants to “see all of you” (it’s really because he’s nervous he’ll fuck something up if he can’t see properly 😭😭)

He really likes making out. Like, a lot. Though it’s not something that happens often—so he builds up a lot of frustrating thinking about it, and it all comes crashing down, and ends up with you guys damn near dry humping each other on the couch for two hours.

That’s something that applies to him generally, too—he tends to let himself get very frustrated and worked up, whether he means to or not. He also thinks about sex quite frequently, and it only fuels his frustration; so when he snaps, he snaps hard.

He’d let you choke him back if you asked. Just ask nicely.

JEAN sfw

Loves studying in cafés and adores when you study with him; peeps up at you periodically when you sit across from him. He always pays for your drink, but sometimes you guys share, and he likes making a game out of reaching for the cup at the same time as you.

He’s very chivalrous, but he hates when you call him out for it, or make any kind of deal of it. He knows it’s chivalry, but he also knows it’s the bare minimum, plus he’s easily embarrassed—especially in public.

Loves having his hair played with, absolutely adores it. If you’re just holding his face, or resting your hand on his cheek, he’ll move himself further into your touch to maneuver your palm closer to his hair.

He really really really likes back hugs—giving and receiving them. If he’s standing behind you, he’ll most likely reach for a hug at some point (sometimes he won’t let go and you’ve gotta waddle with him on you). His ears get red when you give him a back hug but he always uses a hand to rest over your arms to tell you that he doesn’t want you to let go.

He can play the piano, but he doesn’t tell a soul about it. The only reason you found out it through his mom. He’s got stage fright, so he gave up on performing, but he’s really talented, and can almost play any song by ear.

nsfw

He loves the feeling of your hands on him, particularly if you’ve got long nails. Please scrape your nails against his back, or even just dig them into his biceps while he’s fucking you, it’ll drive him insane.

Along with liking having his hair played with, he adores having it pulled on—the attention and desperation in your actions goes straight to his ego and his dick.

One of his biggest fantasies is getting a lap dance from you. He’d never ever fucking say it out loud or dream of asking for it, but the idea of you stripping in front of him, down to lingerie he’d picked out for you, and teasing him until he can’t take it anymore and jumps you is something he thinks about… far more often than he should.

If you’re wearing his clothes (especially one of his t-shirts to bed, or around his apartment), he’s gonna fuck you in it. Jean has a lot of self control, but that’s one thing that’ll make him snap in an instant. And if you wear his shirt or hoodie out, he’s fucking you when you get home, it’s as simple as that.

CONNIE sfw

He studies with children’s shows playing the background. He doesn’t remember how he discovered that his method works for him, all he knows is that something about Paw Patrol makes for excellent background noise for writing his research papers.

He’s quite touchy with PDA, but if you guys are in a crowd then forget about it—because Connie might forget about you. He’s definitely left you at the grocery store before.

He eats cereal for breakfast every morning, and he’s kind of got a collection of them in his kitchen. He claims there are upscale cereals that he doesn’t just let anybody eat or even touch; so, if he offers you a midnight snack consisting of a bowl of his favorite (and very rare) cereal, then be honored.

He almost always pays with cash, but he hates change. If he gets back coins, he either tells the cashier to keep them, puts them in a tip jar if there’s one in sight, or just pours them into your coat pocket. He understands that its money, but he’ll be damned if he’s just got a sack full of nickels clanging around in his bag.

nsfw

He claims he doesn’t have a thing for exhibitionism, but with the way he’s down to fuck damn near anywhere, he might be a bold faced liar. Changing rooms, music festivals, airport bathrooms, the little corner of the multilevel parking lot that he’s oh-so-certain is in the blindspot of the security cameras... there are so few things off-limits with him.

Car sex on his bucket list… just not in his car lmfao (because trust and believe that’s something that already happens pretty regularly). Maybe his real kink is vandalism and destruction of property.

He is not above begging you to sit on his face. He will get on his knees and pant like a fucking dog for you to do it, he’s so serious. He’ll do it laying down, he’ll do it with you standing up/against a wall, he’ll do it on the couch. Break his neck please he’s fucking asking for it.

He doesn’t mind sharing and he definitely doesn’t mind watching. Honestly, he’d egg you on to kiss someone else at a party, or go as far as to seduce you into seducing someone else just so he can watch it go down.

PORCO sfw

He sends you iMessage games but only the ones he’s good at because he doesn’t like to lose. But also, if he is losing, he doesn’t want you to be supportive about it and tell him “it’s okay uwu” lmfao he wants to either cream you, or have you kick his ass; competition is the name of the game, don’t be soft on him.

He’s a morning person, and he likes going on runs or even just early-morning walks when the weather is nice. He will wake you up occasionally to join him—and if you’re a homebody, you will be joining him. He won’t be responsible for watching you decompose on the couch.

Very picky about his pizza. It’s not a calorie or grease or health thing—he just really fucking likes pizza, and he won’t excuse a bad slice.

Always pulls you closer to him in a crowd or when a group of people are walking by. He doesn’t have to, but he likes to. Tease him about it and he’ll push you right back tho, probably into a shrub if there’s one near by.

nsfw

He’s such a “No, no—answer the call” kind of mf; a sadist, if you will. He lives for torturing and embarrassing you, and that applies to sex, too.

Loves the way his hands look on you, particularly splaying his hand over your stomach when he’s fucking you. Likes the heat of your body against his, when he positions himself just right to feel the outline of his dick against you, and squeezing the sides of your tummy when he gets lost in it.

Loves blowjobs, and loves to cum on you or over your face. His favorite thing tho is pulling away just before he’s about to orgasm, and jacking himself off with your tongue sticking out, ready to swallow.

Okay with threesomes, too; but he wouldn’t like to do much to or with the third person. It’s okay if they touch you—maybe even fuck you, depending on who it is—but he’s not there to get them off.

LEVI

sfw

When he cooks dinner, he always makes sure to make enough for you to have leftovers to take with you for lunch the following day. Especially if it’s a dish you’ve been wanting or try, or specifically asked him to cook.

He’s got a specific tote bag he brings with him to the grocery store/farmer’s market, and separate one for when he’s running other light errands.

He hates soda, not even just because it’s not the healthiest thing to drink—he just doesn’t like the feel of carbonated drinks; the only exception being when they’re mixed with liquor, but even then, it’s not his preference.

After a while, he just starts lying and says you’re married at places where it benefits you both, or to curb a longer conversation about the status of your relationship to people who are inquiring. He thinks it’s fucking weird that marriage is what shuts people up, but if it works, it works; less people prying in your guys’ business.

He likes giving you forehead kisses, and if you do it back, he’ll learn that he doesn’t mind receiving them either.

He’s such a sucker for you rubbing your thumb against the back of his hand when you guys hold hands. He might not act like he notices, but he always does; and somewhat craves little touches like that the longer you guys are together.

nsfw

He would never admit it to anyone, but birthday sex is up there for his favorite kind of sex. He never cared much about his birthday… until he realized he could get that as a gift. He knows it’s not different, but he likes it, nonetheless; one the few times he doesn’t mind having all the attention on him.

King of aftercare, though some of his methods usually lead to another round—in which he teases you for cancelling out his work, when you know he was just as willing and eager.

He likes edging himself and overstimulating you; and with his self-control, that makes for a pretty dangerous combination.

He’s strong and he knows how to use it to his advantage: maneuvering you with a single arm, holding both your wrists above your head with one hand, pushing your head down into the sheets when he’s fucking you from behind.

Sex is one of the few times Levi doesn’t mind making a mess—and in fact, he likes it messy; watching you drip onto the sheets, making you spit on his dick and fucking your face until you drool. He always goes on about how sloppy you are, how you can’t keep anything clean, but he fucking loves it.

#anonymous #i love writing but i hate tagging things here we go #eren x reader #aot x reader #levi x reader #armin x reader #porco galliard x reader #jean x reader #jean kirstein x reader #connie springer x reader #eren smut #levi smut #eren yeager x reader #alright that's enough

[profangirllu]

Actor!Eren Yeager - General Headcanons

just some general headcanons about actor!eren bc I like this au :-)

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: mentions of mental health issues, but I think that’s it!

Appearance:

Eren is pretty tan

He likes to spend time outside so he’s pretty friendly with the sun

He has freckles

(you can see them under the makeup in closeups on camera)

He’s very athletic so he’s pretty muscular but in like a lean way

He’s literally drop dead gorgeous

Like he was cute as a kid/pre-teen but puberty hit him like a freaking truck

Like between season 3 and 4 when puberty was finishing up for him he just like

Changed into a god

So if half the world wasn’t already in love with him they would be now

That being said he doesn’t totally enjoy always being praised for his looks

Like yeah once in a while but he’s had times where fans just reduce him to his face or his body and it makes him uncomfortable

Like notice him for his talent too!!!! 😡

Speaking of his face, he has the literal most beautiful eyes ever

When the show started airing there were thousands of posts asking whether or not that was his real eye color

He confirmed that they are, in fact, his real eyes

He’s tall but people don’t always realize it bc the rest of the cast (minus Levi lol) are also pretty tall

So when people see him in real life/in pictures with other people they’re always like huh???!!!

Bc he’s so good looking he’s done modeling for several luxury brands like Gucci, YSL, Versace, etc.

Like he did an ad for the Versace Eros cologne and it sold out within 20 minutes of the ad being released

He’s actually really fashionable

I see him having similar style to people like Tom Holland, Taehyung from BTS, and Hyunjin from Stray Kids

He’s got tons of hoodies too

Perfect for stealing

(Which the rest of the cast definitely does)

Background/How He Got Started:

He has a background in boxing/martial arts that he started in because he got bullied when he was younger and needed an outlet for his emotions

So he enrolled in some martial arts and gymnastics classes at a local gym and ended up really liking it

He started gaining a small following before landing his role on AOT by posting boxing/martial arts vids and tutorials

It helped him a lot when he got the job

Speaking of which, AOT was his first role

He had started taking acting lessons seriously after he did a few school plays and ended up applying for the open casting call that had been put out for AOT

He actually almost didn’t end up submitting his audition bc he figured nothing would happen and they wouldn’t look twice at someone who had no real experience

But the directors were like “oh my god this is exactly who we’re looking for where has he been all this time????!!!”

Cause like they’d been having major trouble casting their main role

The candidates were great and the auditions were good but no one really fit

And then came Eren 😇

The directors were all like: oh my GOD???!!!!

YOU ARE LITERALLY EREN FREAKING YEAGER???!!!!

So it was no question that he was going to be Eren

He had this haunting way of portraying Eren while also embodying how excited/angry he was in the first few seasons

Plus he could already do tons of cool tricks!!!

So it was a win-win situation

Personality:

He can sometimes pretty reserved and quiet when he first meets people

Which makes people think he’s kind of mean/standoffish and intimidating

(Maybe it’s his resting bitch face)

But he’s actually super chill and very fun when he gets comfortable

He can be very affectionate to the people he’s close with i.e. the main cast and crew of AOT

Lots of hugs and arms around shoulders and random friendly cheek pecks all around

Expect to be attacked with a bear hug if he sees so much as a frown on anyone’s face

He’s actually really funny

Like he doesn’t try he’s just funny

Idk how to explain it

Like the facial expressions he makes when someone does something questionable?

Iconic

There’s hour long compilations on youtube of them

Connie says something weird?

Eren has a face for that

Jean acts cute for his fans?

Eren has a face for that

Someone says they ship (idk) Mikasa and Zeke?

EREN HAS A FACE FOR THAT

AND THEY ARE ✨HYSTERICAL✨

He spoils so much

Because he forgets what has been revealed in the show and what’s been revealed in the manga

And like people wonder if some of the stuff that happens in the manga is gonna happen in the show

And sometimes he can’t remember so he just says stuff and then Zeke, Levi, and Hange have to do damage control

Poor baby just sits there confused until he realizes 😭

He has this aura about him that puts people at ease

Bc he’s very charismatic and charming and easygoing

Someone makes a mistake? Hey, no biggie he’ll help them work on it and they’ll get it next time

But he’s also very serious about his work

Incredibly hard working and strives to be his best

When he doesn’t feel like he did his best he can get very upset and depressed bc he’s actually also very self conscious

Being in the spotlight all the time will do that to you 🙃

But he’s working on it

He actually had to have a psychologist on set for season 4-5 because of how bad it was getting and how much bad stuff he had to act like he was doing

Like there’d be a torture scene and he’d feel like shit after having to do it even though everyone knew it was just acting

But Eren doesn’t like it even if it’s fake

(‘cause he’s lowkey a softie and very protective of the people he cares about)

Also bc of the amount of just sheer bad stuff Eren the character does in the final two seasons and the amount of controversy surrounding the character he gets concerned

Bc idk he works hard on the character and the show and he wants people to enjoy it yk

But Eren has an amazing support group with the cast and crew

And no matter what happens or how deep Eren gets in his mind

They will always have his back

#Eren Jaeger #eren fanart #eren yeager #snk eren #eren aot #eren x reader #eren x y/n #eren x you #eren x fem!reader #eren yeager imagines #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager x oc #eren yeager x you #eren yeager fluff #eren yeager fanfiction #eren yeager fic #eren fanfiction #eren fluff #eren headcanons #eren yeager headcanons #eren yeager hcs #AoT fanart #aot anime #aot fandom #aot icons #aot final season #aot #eren

[absolutepokemontrash]

ayo!! congrats on 666 <33 I'm not sure if its much of a request but I love how you wrote the demon kids personalities! I was wondering what kids of personalities you would see the other brothers kids having? Hypothetically of course (unless 👀)

BRO- I’ve actually been thinking about this for a while! Fan kids are fun to think about, what can I say? Now, these kids aren’t canon to the Awfully Familiar series, the HOL is crowded enough as is… but I hope you enjoy anyways!

(I’m giving all the kids names just so no one gets confused with which kid is whose)

Levi’s Kid

Uh let’s use probability to figure out how rare children of our snek boy are. The Otaku left the house (unlikely), spoke to a human being (very unlikely), did the devil’s tango with them (impossible)

I’m kidding, but seriously what the fuck why did this human exchange student look so much like Levi? Was that a tail? Hehehe… what a weird practical joke…

(I’m calling this MC Percy. Three guesses as to why)

Okay, onto the kiddo’s personality. I’m picturing them being REALLY hyped and REALLY enthusiastic about their hobbies and isn’t afraid to yammer about them. They’re good at what they do and they’re damn proud of it! They turn their envy into *~inspiration~* and get better at the things they enjoy doing!

In all fairness to Levi, it’s a bit easier for his kid because Percy isn’t literally being eaten alive and consumed by this sin every waking moment of his life… perks of being half human! :D

Percy loves swimming, and the ocean, and fish, and they brought a shark back from the beach- wait hang on a second-

It’s not uncommon for Levi to be hardcore gaming while Percy swims around in the fish tank.

The pair of them have a very good relationship, Percy is kind of Levi’s hero with how eager they are to get better at the things they love doing and how they almost never self pity spiral. The one issue is… ugh… Percy is a 🤢…. Sorry. Percy’s a 🤢 🤢-

They’re A FUCKING NORMIE. THEY DON’T LIKE ANIME!

Other than that, the two get along swimmingly. (Ba dum tisssss)

Percy’s reaction to Levi’s cool military titles is basically “WOAH! YOU HAVE BOATS?! CAN I GO ON ONE?!” And Levi would be a monster to decline.

Percy wore a pirate hat despite Levi telling them numerous times that they were a part of the navy, they CATCH pirates. Which are apparently still a big problem in the Devildom…

Also, Percy and Lotan absolutely adore each other. It makes Levi very happy

Satan’s Kid

Satan’s a pretty charming guy, and it’s canon that he’s amazing at seductive speech craft so it’s no surprise that he was able to seduce a human.

You know what is a surprise? The fact that Satan, the smart one, didn’t think to use protection! Like- DUDE I EXPECTED BETTER FROM YOU.

Whatever, anyway, when this kid slammed onto the floor of the assembly hall no one had time to react when the kid suddenly grew horns… and fangs… and a tail… OH FUCK THE KID WAS GOING THROUGH THEIR FIRST TRANSFORMATION WHAT THE FUCK-

(For simplicity’s sake, I’m going to call this kid Lyssa, mainly because of the meaning of the name)

The first thing Lyssa did was launch themselves straight at the first person they saw, and I ask you to guess exactly who sits in the middle seat of the assembly hall. That’s right… Satan… yay…

This kid nearly clawed his face off in the span of two seconds and it took Lucifer and Beel working together to drag them off of him and then Asmo had to step in to use his powers to calm them down. Well. That was eventful.

So Lyssa has a volcanic temper and they’re honestly really bitter and upset at everything, which is something that’s supposed to come in adult life, not so early. So what’s up with this kid? Well, when you’re born with a burning rage deep inside you that can be set off at even the slightest inconvenience and because of that everyone around you immediately assumes you’re dangerous or crazy can really do some damage to a kid.

So who oh who is Lyssa going to blame for this…? Hmmm… who is responsible for the anger? *Side eyes Satan*

“Wow, this kid is blaming me for passing down my wrath even though I couldn’t control giving it to them and if I had the choice I would have made sure they wouldn’t have to live with it and they’re mad at me for subjecting them to existence itself… wow this feels so bad :( who would treat someone like this..?” “*Dad sigh*”

The two of them do eventually get along. It’s actually Satan who extends the olive branch and offers to help them control their anger. As the two spend time together, Lyssa’s intense hatred slowly subsides.

So… what’s Lyssa going to do now? They’ve spent so much of their life being defined by their anger… who the fuck are they????? U-uh… cats! Cats! Lyssa likes cats! Is liking cats a personality? No? Okay… um… Music! Music is relaxing! Lyssa likes music! Um… um… ooo- look at that! They like space! And stars!

You knew what they don’t like? School. Lyssa doesn’t like learning in a controlled environment where they’re being told what to learn. Leave them alone so they can go read about space.

Beelzebub’s kid(s)

*munch* *munch* *chew* *chomp* huh, *chomp* why does the takeout- I mean the human look so much like him…? They’re his kid..? *choke* *cough* *cough* …Huh. Want some chips?

Surprisingly chill first meeting. Well, Beel and the kid were chill, everyone else was freaking the fuck out.

I’m calling this kid Pepper. Why? Fucking guess.

Pepper themselves is just… chill. They’re sort of like a capybara, their vibes are just so immaculate that everyone wants to hang out around them.

Unlike Beel, Pepper’s penchant for food mainly comes from “food is good.” instead of “my body is literally eating itself alive every second of the day and I need to be eating something at almost all times in order to stave off a rampage.” Beel is very happy that his kid doesn’t have to live with food constantly on the brain.

All was well until three days into the exchange program when Pepper asked at the dinner table “so when are we bringing my twin down here?”

…twin genes man… twin genes…

Second kid, I’m calling them Cane. (CANE PEPPER, GET IT?! GET IT?!) this kid is less like a capybara and more like a honey badger. They don’t give a shit.

Here’s the thing though… they’re identical twins.

Cane is basically Beel but smaller. They follow Beel to the gym and usually get stopped at the door. “Kids aren’t allowed in the gym.” Ha, the rules don’t apply to Cane, they just cross their arms and raise their eyebrows and whoever is stopping them just steps aside. Don’t fuck with the honey badger kid.

Pepper and Cane are super close though, but don’t ask if they have a telepathic link or something, Cane will fuck you up and Pepper won’t be able to stop them. (I know a pair of identical twins, and the amount of times they’ve been asked if they can read each other’s minds is enough to make anyone homicidal)

Belphegor’s kid

*squints* how’d this happen..?

Whatever. When Belphie’s kid woke up on the floor of the assembly hall everyone took one look at this kid and collectively went “shitballs”

Belphie was in the attic and his kid was wandering around the house like they ran the place! What the fuuuuuuuuck was Lucifer supposed to do with this????

Anyway, meet Arien.

Arien, how does one describe this little hellspawn? Well, one would call them the brood of Lucifer or the spawn of Satan but that would be false because this manipulative evil devil-child that crawled straight out of a teacher’s nightmares is BELPHIE’S kid. And it fucking SHOWS.

This kid won the demon/human genetic lottery and they’re going to make it everyone’s problem. Basically, they’re sin is sloth, but unlike Belphie, Arien’s is more voluntary, if that makes sense. They sleep and slack off because they like not doing work, not because they’re always tired. They have this sort of lazy relaxed facade that vanishes the second it’s not needed, it’s honestly kind of terrifying.

They quickly learn that if they just pretend to be having troubles with being constantly tired, the rest of the house will go easy on them if they miss their chores and schoolwork.

Jeez Louise when this kid met Belphie…

They both just stared at each other for a solid five minutes before anyone said anything. Belphie somewhat nervously started up his “oh woe is me get me out of here :(“ charade, and the kid played along for a few weeks, until of course, they got suspicious.

You remember how Belphie guilt spiralled with L!MC? Yeah imagine that but 40 times worse, and he hadn’t even done anything yet.

But yeah, blah blah blah Arien breaks Belphie out, they don’t die, family’s back together, happily ever after. But not quite. Arien’s “oh no I’m sorry I’m sleepy…” charade was found out and boy howdy was everyone pissed.

Surprisingly, it was Belphie who gave Arien the wake up thwack, but Arien called Belphie out on his laziness so Belphie was forced to become a better example.

The way they fixed Ari’s behaviour? Extra chores, extra schoolwork, extra everything, and the boys did nothing to help. Basically, “this is how we felt! Deal with it!”

It worked… thankfully.

#obey me #obey me! #obey me! shall we date? #obey me shall we date #Obey me fankids #obey me! headcanons #Obey me Headcanons #Obey me Belphegor #Obey me Beelzebub #Obey me Leviathan #Obey me Satan #Obey me MC

[postwarlevi]

PCOS

Content: 3.9k words of self indulgent, slightly informative, Levi taking care of you, PCOS fluff.

a/n- I am not an expert, but hopefully you not only like the story but find some useful tips if this applies to you, and certain parts don't sound like a PSA.

PCOS.

You sit with Hange while going over your test results.

You knew there had to be a reason you've been tired and moody, among other things.

"Well, do you have any other questions?" They ask.

"I mean, I have lots of questions, but I'm good for now. Thanks." You want as much information as possible to help your condition, and there is a lot.

They've given you lots of tips and have started you on medication to assist, while looking into other options for you.

Things are not much different at first, in fact, they're worse.

You think you're doing what you're supposed to. Eating certain fruits and veggies, snacking less, getting enough sunlight, taking your vitamins and medication.

But the first couple weeks on birth control pills screw up your period even worse and leave you even more exhausted.

Sitting on your bed you try to do research on your own and just get discouraged. It's not just your cycle.

Fatigue. Anxiety. Depression. Mood swings. Sugar cravings. Hirsutism. Insomnia.

You are pretty sure you experience some form of all of these things. And then there's the things you haven't encountered yet, that you know of.

Infertility. Heart disease. Diabetes. Endometrial cancer.

You sigh and stop looking for now. Apparently it would've just been easier being born a man.

Your stomach has been hurting most of the day, and while it's bearable, the medication isn't lasting as long as it's supposed to, so you can't take any more for a while.

"Hey." You look up to see Levi standing in the doorway. He's been a busy man and you haven't seen him all day.

You stand and reach for him pulling him in for a hug right away once he's close enough.

"What's wrong love?" He asks softly, holding you in his arms.

"Everything." You don't even care if he's sweaty.

You've known him a long time and have been together for a while now. He's dealt with your issues (some, very similar to his own) way before you knew the reason for feeling like this.

"Well, what can I do to help?" He'll help any way he can.

You pull back and get a good look at him. He's been doing physical work all day, looks like he could actually go for a nap and still looks amazing, and all he wants to know is what he can do for you.

"How was your day?" You ask, really wanting to know.

He smiles and squeezes tighter. "Better, now."

After making sure you're okay he goes to take a shower and you go get both of you something to eat.

You haven't really talked to him about your condition, and he doesn't push you to talk about it.

It's silly, because he already knows about most of the issues you have, especially anything visible and when you're in agony for a week out of the month, because the man doesn't miss a thing.

But somehow you don't know how to really talk to him about this. He only tells you to let him know if you're at risk. And technically, as far as you know, you're not.

You pass by your other friends and groups of people already eating dinner on the way to get your own.

You look longingly at the plates full of processed, sugary, fried, carb filled goodness that you're not supposed to have.

You like to eat healthy and so does Levi, but sometimes you just want some pasta, but it's supposed to be limited for you.

Pulling out foods for yet another salad you start preparing two bowls.

"You sure are on a health kick lately." Hitch, your arch nemesis, who never knows when to mind her own business, makes this out to be a bad thing.

"Leave her be." Annie sits with her roommate, and she also agrees, Hitch needs to shut up sometimes.

Your normal friend group hasn't arrived to tell her off so you ignore her.

"It's so interesting, like she's eating for two, now?"

You have to be careful not to cut yourself or Hitch with the knife you use to chop veggies.

You could yell, or try to explain, but here she is making nasty comments just because of your eating habits, so don't bother.

Annies attempts to shush her do not work and you feel yourself getting upset.

You're already emotional from everything else and she just has to antagonize.

"Honey, are you just bloated, or is that your baby bump?" She giggles.

"Shut up." You are almost done, all you need is some dressing.

But now that she knows you're annoyed, she'll only continue.

"Don't distress, it could hurt the baby."

And sudden you are over it.

"I'm not sexually active, you idiot!" You shout, for all to hear.

Everyone is quiet and staring. Those that aren't here will probably learn of this soon enough.

You feel yourself heating up all over, not just in your cheeks.

For some reason you chose to yell out something so private, and not just of yourself.

It's not exactly a secret who you're dating, you just aren't overly affectionate in front of others.

"Hitch, I need to see you." Hange has come in, and is not going to put up with this ill treatment.

You look to them, and while you're not sure what they're going to say, you know your medical history with stay private.

Hitch rolls her eyes and glares at you while she leaves the room.

You are only more humiliated when still no one says a word and Levi walks in next.

Tears form and you can't look at him.

"What are you all looking at?" That's all he has to say for everyone to go back to their own conversations.

Levi comes over to you, puts back anything that needs refrigeration that you haven't gotten to yet, gets some water and silverware, and puts everything on a tray.

"We're going to my office." He waits for you to take hold of his arm and you walk out together.

You sit down in your usual chair whenever you're in his office, and Levi sets everything up for you both and sits down opposite you.

"Thank you for dinner." He starts eating like nothing happened.

You sit there, wanting to say something.

"Eat." Levi demands of you.

You pick up the fork but don't get any further.

Levi rests his free hand on the desk, palm up, fingers wiggling for your hand.

You sigh and put your hand on his. This is the action that finally lets you speak.

"I'm sorry." What else can you say?

"Don't be. It's okay." He's not mad.

"It's just, I..." Am an emotional wreck at the moment.

"You know she likes to provoke you." Levi knows you try not to let it bother you, but obviously something is going on.

"I didn't mean to say that."

How could you just shout that out? Now everyone knows you and Levi aren't intimate, at least not in a way to result in a baby. You're just not ready yet.

You had tried recently and even though you both felt ready, the pain you felt got unbearable and you couldn't continue.

While Levi tried to bring up that maybe there was something wrong medically, the whole thing left you feeling embarrassed and inept and thinking maybe something was wrong with you mentally.

Levi suggested to you seeing a doctor once and then didn't bring it up again when you said you didn't want to talk about it. It was okay with him to wait for you to be comfortable, as long as whatever it was didn't hurt your well being.

If only you listened to him sooner.

"I don't care, really." He only cares about you, and how it might affect you if people talk. He doesn't want you to feel pressured.

You continue to sit there, and Levi threatens to spoon feed you himself.

"Something is bothering you. Don't keep it in. It's not like you." Levi only says this because he is starting to get concerned.

"I have PCOS." You want to talk to him, you just don't want to make it his problem.

Levi wipes up and moves his plate, holding your hands in his, giving you all of his attention.

"I don't know what that is." He tries not to think anything to terrible.

"Polycystic ovary syndrome." You give the full name.

"Okay, what is that?" He understands the name but doesn't know what it means.

"Um, it's a lot of things, but it's classified as a hormonal disorder." You're still learning yourself.

"What does it do?" He wants to know everything.

You run down a quick list, including things he's seen from you, like the mood swings and fatigue.

"Okay, what else?" He does his best to help you deal with those things, and will continue to do so.

You mention the major complications like heart disease.

"Do you feel depressed? Like, sad, or you want to hurt yourself?" Levi locks on to that word and can't help but ask. You are generally happy but when things hit you hard he still worries.

"No! No, just, normal stuff, I think." Or as normal as this condition will let you be. Everyone gets sad sometimes.

Talking with Hange you understand there are different types of depression, but neither of you feel it is anything that can't be dealt with at this point.

"Well, none of those things are guaranteed, of course. And you've already started preventive measures." The other conditions you mention scare him a little, too.

"I've only just started and already I'm tired. I'm tired of being tired." How can you explain this?

Levi sees your state and stands up, bringing you both to his comfy lounge chair, situating you on his lap.

His touch is just what you need and you go on a tirade.

"All I want to do is eat sugar and I can't have it. I'm so tired during the day and can't sleep at night. I'm pretty sure I noticed more hair in my brush lately. I get mad at the smallest things sometimes and lash out at the people I love. I get headaches and feel sweaty all the time, and I don't even know if it has anything to do with it! And these stupid stomach pains hurt so much! You know I don't even know if I can have kids?" That one is pretty important since it would involve both of you.

You realize it's time for your next round of pain meds. You would keep going because there's more, but you can't. Levi holds you closer and doesn't mind when your tears wet his shirt.

"Silly girl. You should tell me. We get through this together." You know that, he always tells you this.

"Even if you lost all your hair, you'd be beautiful. I can handle your moods, we can work on that and your sleep patterns. We'll deal with your cravings and pains and anything that comes up. Including kids, when it's time. I'm right here."

You pull back to look at him, and know he means it, which makes everything better for a moment.

Levi uses his fingers to wipe away your tears, and leans in to kiss you.

"And no matter now sweaty and stinky you might be, I'll always want to hold you." You actually let out a giggle at this.

"I just want some sugar." You sniffle, and he smiles at you.

With another side effect being possible weight gain, you have to make healthy choices more often than others. And you really don't find this fair.

"I'm sure we can get you something. Let's finish what we have first, okay? You've made something tasty and we don't want to waste it."

You nod and both make your way back to your chairs, Levi never letting go of your hand.

"Thank you." You say between bites.

"We do things together." He repeats. It doesn't go unnoticed by you the use of 'we' he uses, and it makes your heart full.

When you're done Levi takes everything back to the kitchen and you stay put, not ready to face anyone. He comes back with both your medication and with ice cream, laughing when he sees your eyes light up.

"Just a little." Everything in moderation.

You ask about his day again and for a little while forget the issue that's been bothering you, enjoying each others company. You're laughing and happy, and Levi lets you finish off his bowl after you eat yours so fast you forgot to taste it. It's the first bad sugary thing you've had in weeks.

"Only if you eat a little slower." He won't give it to you until you promise.

"Well, now that you've had all that I'm sure we've already messed up any plan for sleeping." Levi says.

"I can try." You have an early day tomorrow.

He walks you back to your room and waits for you to get undressed, sitting on your bed once you're comfortable.

"Thank you for talking to me." His fingers brush your forehead.

You reach up and he bends enough for you to lean up and kiss him.

"Thank you for listening, and being amazing."

You share a few more minutes together before saying goodnight.

While you try to sleep Levi uses his own insomnia to his advantage and stays up learning what he can to help you.

Taking a cat nap, he gets ready again for the day and after leaving his room looks around for you.

He knows you should be awake and hopes nothing has happened.

Going to your room your door is still shut, and after getting no answer when knocking, slowly enters the room.

"What are you still doing in bed?" He asks softly as not to startle you.

You groan in response. "Stomach." Is all you can manage. The pain has gotten worse overnight and it's left you in misery.

"Oh, angel." Levi comes over and sees you're not well at all.

"Where's your heating pad?" He's pretty sure you have one.

"The cords not long enough. I didn't want to get up." It doesn't reach far enough to let you lay in bed, and boy are you regretting not forcing yourself up in the chair for a little while.

"You have to take care of yourself." Levi whispers, worrying that you've probably been like this for a couple hours now.

You mumble back something that sounds like "I'm trying."

"I'll be right back." Levi sighs and moves quickly.

"Sit up, love." He's brought you some water, which he's read could actually help alleviate some of the pain.

You grunt and cry out, even with Levis assistance.

While you drink he plugs in his own heating pad he's also brought.

"The cord is longer. You keep this." He takes your glass and helps you lay back down.

You put the heating pad where it will help the most. "What about you?" He needs one.

"Don't you worry. I'll borrow yours for now." He would make it work.

"Thank you."

"You were working with Hange today? I'll let them know you're out for today. They'll understand." You're in no condition to do much of anything.

"Stay." You whine a little.

"I want to, so much." Levi leans in to wrap you in a hug, kissing your temple.

"Please." You're not playing fair.

"Just for a minute." Levi ignores that this will mess up his uniform and does his best to get in the bed, chest against your back, arm around you, placing a hand on top of the one you have resting on the heating pad to help keep it in place.

One minute turns into almost ten and Levi slowly gets out of the bed, trying not to disturb you.

While he tries to focus on his day, he hopes you will sleep and feel better soon.

A few hours later you wake up and are finally not in pain. You actually feel okay.

Getting up you unplug the heating pad and wonder if you should go finish out your day.

You're left grinning when right on your nightstand is a note from Levi telling you to stay in bed and he'd be around soon.

You do head to the bathroom and run into Hitch, who apologizes. She almost sounds sincere this time.

Getting back to your room you see you've missed breakfast completely and it's almost lunchtime.

Somehow Levi has timed this perfectly and comes knocking.

He smiles when you rush over and throw your arms around him, and he walks you backwards into the room. It's as if you haven't seen each other in forever.

"You feeling better?" He asks to make sure.

You nod and smile back. "What do you have there?" You ask about the bag he's holding.

"Just, stuff." He holds it out to you.

"For me?" You didn't expect the whole bag.

"Well, lunch is in there, too."

"Oh I wanna see what you got me!" You act like a kid in a candy store.

Taking out the food containers you dump everything else out onto your bed and Levi comes closer to help you inspect.

"Vitamins?" You ask, holding a bottle.

"You take a multi, right?" You nod, indicating you take your one a day like you're supposed to.

"Well, apparently you're still probably not getting enough magnesium. And it's good to pair with zinc." He pulls another bottle forward. "They're good for inflammation and mood and monthly, uh, pain." He assumes you get it. "And B vitamins. It's supposed to help with energy."

"Then I'll take the whole bottle." You joke. If only it would be that easy to not feel tired even after a good night rest.

You notice Levi seems to have done his homework for you. In the little time he had to sleep he instead has been looking into natural ways to help you, and whatever he is supposed to be doing today, it seems he's also had time to get all of this for you.

"Inositol?" You hold up the last one.

"It's supposed to be really good for PCOS, helps with blood pressure and things like anxiety." And fertility, which will most certainly not be mentioned at this point and time.

"Oh, I've heard of this. I've just never looked into it because of the price." It suddenly hits you. "You spent an awful lot, didn't you?"

Levi shrugs, he's not doing this for the praise. "Not that much. Don't worry about it. I'm just helping you get started." He picks up a book he found. "You get to do some more reading."

You take it and examine it some.

"It contains information on insulin resistance and inflammation, fruits and sugars that are better to have in moderation, sleep and supplements tips and uh, other stuff." Levi is rambling some.

"What, did you read it all already?" You look over at him.

"No, not all of it." Just enough in the time he had to help in picking some stuff out for you.

"Levi, you're incredible." You put everything down and stand in the room hugging him.

He tries not to blush at your show of admiration. "I just want you to know I support you, in everything."

You nod, because he never hides that.

"Hey, let's go get some vitamin D." You grab the lunch containers and Levi gets a blanket and the two of you head outside for an impromptu picnic.

"Another salad?" You already know what's in the container, and try not to sound disappointed once you're situated, seeing as he got you lunch at all.

"Take a look." Levi smiles.

Somehow you gasp at the prettiest plate you've ever seen.

There must be more than ten varieties of fruits and vegetables on a bed of dark leafy lettuce.

You can spot apples, grapes, strawberries, cucumber, tomato, carrots, sliced almonds, some brown rice, a little feta cheese and more hiding underneath it all.

"Red fruits are supposed to be best." Levi explains. You love fruit and get a little sugar.

"This looks so good!" For once you are excited to eat healthy, and only become more satisfied with the smallest drizzle of oil and vinegar.

"Are you kidding? I got this for me." Levi jokes about his own plate when you mention he doesn't have to have what you're having.

You focus on each other and spend more time on the blanket than you realize, going in only once it starts to get dark.

In the days and weeks that follow you have a much more positive attitude.

You're learning a lot and Levi and Hange both support you in doing more research.

Nothing more ever came of the kitchen incident, probably also thanks to Levi and Hange, as well.

Both you and Levi keep pieces of dark chocolate on hand in case you're really wanting some extra sugar, and you get in some cardio and sunlight by going jogging early in the morning or near sunset when it's not too hot.

Levi joins in often, liking sunset better so he can make you dinner and spend a quiet night in by yourselves.

In helping you with your insomnia, it actually makes a difference for him, too.

You still have a couple slip ups but it's much easier to get back on track now.

One evening you're in Levis office reading the book he got you while he works late.

You're blushing a bit because you've come to an entire chapter about sex, and keep looking up at him as if he knows what you're reading.

It contains information that includes how to help with poor body image, low sex drive and possible pain, which you've already experienced. It's called dyspareunia and there are tips on how to work around it.

Thankfully, you don't seem to have a problem with some of those other things.

"Hey, Levi, you want kids?" You ask randomly.

The question makes him lose focus. "I want what you want."

You roll your eyes because he seems to say that to everything. "It's not all about me."

"Yes it is." As far as Levi is concerned, yes it is.

"I mean, I'm not ready for that yet, and of course there could be major obstacles." Thanks to your condition, but it's not certain.

"Well, we'll know when we try." He tries to keep his composure on the subject.

"It'll be a while, I'm still on my meds." Your birth control is finally helping to regulate things.

Levi tries not to show his confusion as to where this is coming from. He's about to come take a look at that book.

Just as he goes to continue writing you stand and come over to his side of the desk.

It will be some time before there's a serious talk of children, and you're a bit nervous about the possibility of this intimate act still causing pain.

"Remember that incident with Hitch, in the kitchen?" You ask.

But you do know that Levi will be there making sure things are as easy and enjoyable for you as possible, putting your needs before his own.

Levi puts his pen down and looks up at you, nodding, trying not to get ahead of himself. How could he forget?

And besides, you should be putting the information in the book to good use.

"Wanna go make a liar out of me?"

a/n- I don't use Hitch ever but someone had to be the 'villain' lol

I got inspired to finally do this piece and really like how it came out

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