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agusrkive · 3 months

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Good Friend Ackerman

summary: Levi as your good friend who’s been secretly pining over you for years

cw: mild nsfw, whipped levi

you always wonder why your suitors disappear after the first date or even a few potential admirers that would suddenly lose interest after a few hangouts like “hey, I really enjoyed today and I wanna see you again.. call you later tonight?” or “let’s go see that exciting film tomorrow that you told me about last week! i’ll pick you up at 10~ xoxo” then boom! no calls, the number you have dialed is currently unavailable~ blah-bla-blah, cell is blocked, and no sign of Connie Springer from the bookstore.

“I really thought this one was into me, Levi.”

the raven just shrugged before sipping his tea. he ignored you, but the smug look on his face says otherwise. you rolled your eyes at him and he scoffed. he never really misses anything and that’s one of the traits you admire about him. though it sometimes irritates you with how sharp he is that you can never be sneaky with him. talk about multiple backfired pranks and earfuls from the devil himself, but you always managed to get away only because he lets you.

“what? don’t look at me like that. he was the one who initiated it and he said he’d pick me up, I thought he was just late. but there we’re no calls.”

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“I think he blocked me.. oh no! what if something happened to him!? Levi, what do we do?!”

it’s his turn now to roll his eyes at you, shaking his head at your dramatic exaggeration. after being friends with you for years, that’s one thing that he’ll never get used to and he’ll never get tired of too. he thinks it’s cute, but he’ll never admit that to you. knowing you’ll never shut up about it and he knows you damn well enough to know that he’ll never hear the end of it with your annoying teasing.

“brat, calm down. maybe it’s a good thing he suddenly disappeared, you don’t even know him that well.”

you gave him a deadpan look.

“that’s exactly what a second date is for! to get to know him better, idiot!”

he flicks your forehead while giving you a headlock. he’s always too fast and you didn’t see it coming. you thought of flailing your arms for release or fake fainting, but knowing his strength and how you always lose to him. he will only let go once you say sorry, but that would only feed his unnecessary ego that he doesn’t need anyway. you try to think of anything, then an idea pops up in your head. a very stupid, childish idea. gathering all your strength, you wrapped your hands tightly around his grip on you as a distraction. then you pushed your behind into him very very hard.

you heard a moan.

and you both freeze—

for a moment, none of you uttered a single word.

then you realize what just happened, he didn’t just— no.. did he? oh god. it seems like Levi realized it too when he suddenly releases his hold and backed away from you as if you were a hot molten lava, which you feel like you are right now with how much your face is burning. involuntary, your hands reached up to cover your reddening face. you are still frozen in your spot.

“ohmygod.”

“shut up”

Levi lets out a grunt as he clutches his crotch in an almost crouching position. he was shocked when you pulled that stunt and all he could do was freeze. you are so stupid, how could you even think of that?he wanted to get mad at you, but he knows he couldn’t.. he’s too whipped and when you pushed into him so hard, he felt it everywhere, you. your ass on him, your plump ass against his dick that is now hard.. it felt so good.

Levi tries to think of anything than the thought of your ass against him, against his hard d- he closes his eyes and sighs trying to calm himself. pissed at himself for getting a hard raging boner that he has to take care of now, pissed at the fact that you know he got a boner because of you and he’s a little embarrassed. you’re still there in front of him with your back facing him and that ass.. Levi looks away, anywhere but your ass. his face flushed and you won’t even look at him, it’s better that way. of course what did he think?

he hates himself for being so horny like a stupid teenager and poor you, now you’ll probably look at him weirdly like how could he? someone who you thought of as a friend and even as an older brother had a reaction to you like that? although he doesn’t see you as a little sister, but you didn’t know that. did you?

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pt. 2

the disappearance of connie springer

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violentvaleska · 3 months

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒓

ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴs/ ᴀᴜ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ!ʟᴇᴠɪ × ʏᴇᴀɢᴇʀ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ʟᴇᴠɪ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀ ʜɪs ʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴜɴᴄʟᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ, ʜᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴡʜʏ ʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴏғғᴇʀ ᴋɪɴɢ ɢʀɪsʜᴀ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴀʟ: ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴏɴʟʏ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ, ʏᴏᴜ, ᴀs ʜɪs ᴡɪғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴇᴍᴘʀᴇss.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: sᴍᴜᴛ, sʟɪɢʜᴛ ʙʀᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴋɪɴɢ, ᴛᴏxɪᴄ, ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴏssᴇssɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ, sᴇxɪsᴍ

ᴀ/ɴ: ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴀs ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs...ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅs ᴏɴ ʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴜʏs ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ;)

Emperor!Levi who actually never wanted to be the damn king of anything. Being the only heir to the throne after his late uncle passed away he had no choice but to take the rein of the war-ridden empire Paradis

Emperor!Levi who decides after a long conversation with his consultant Erwin Smith, that the war needed to end, there was no point in continuing something his megalomaniacal uncle has started. And if conflicts aren't solved with war they are being solved with women. There opinion in this doesn't matter, an arranged marriage would be a key to peace and a potential marriage.

Emperor!Levi who offered the Marleyan King Grisha Yeager a generous deal: His cousin Princess Mikasa Ackerman of Paradis and Hizuru would be married off to their second son, Prince Eren Yeager of Marley and Levi would take their daughter in return, making her Empress of Paradis. He knew they wouldn't be able to refuse the deal, considering that Grisha Yeager's second wife, Carla, was once a noblewoman of Paradis.

Emperor!Levi who secretly only offered the deal because King Grishas youngest children were in fact half Eldian.

Emperor!Levi who, when he saw you for the first time, couldn't belive his luck. You, the Princess of Marley, were in fact a true beauty. You not only looked clean but smelled like it too, like you were taking good care of yourself. It truly relived him to see that you weren't filthy like your oldest brother Zeke. He originally planned to offer Mikasa to him, but seeing how he already had a wife, Ymir, a woman with eldian heritage and slave history, he had to give her hand to the younger brother.

Emperor!Levi who thought you were rather shy and docile, but came to realize that you infact were able to keep up with his cynic personality and were well read too.

"At least our children won't be as dumb as the heir to your lands throne" He told you the night before your wedding at dinner.

"I can't argue that. Zeke is an eccentric narcissist, I'm honestly glad to have a different mother than him." You awnsered calmly, taking a sip of your wine, while glancing at your soon to be husband.

Emperor!Levi who could not longer control himself on your wedding night and broke your hymen with a harsh trust of his hips, making you yelp in a mixture of pain and pleasure, as you wiggled under his body, naked and vulnerable. Levi took his sweet time with you, making sure to impregnate you well.

Emperor!Levi who despised the idea of children, but somehow find the encouragement to fuck you every night in hopes to see your belly round with his child, his own heir, soon.

Emperor!Levi who got madly protective over you when the doctors confirmed your pregnancy to him. It went so far he didn't even want you to leave his chambers in fear something could happen to you. You felt furious, trapped and robbed of your freedom. Freedom, something your brother Eren had plenty off now that the war was over thanks to you and his wife, Mikasa.

Emperor!Levi who didn't understand why you were so upset with him, demanding of you to be grateful instead of a "nagging woman". If it wasn't for his own mother to stop her sons madness, you'd probably still be locked up in his room.

Emperor!Levi who nearly cried tears of joy when he held his newborn son in his arms for the first time, calling him Furlan after his late friend, a soldier who died a heroic death in the war. It was bitter, yet filled his cold heart with joy.

Emperor!Levi who found a new obsession in having you, his wife and empress, as an object of his desires, in every way possible. He'd make sure you won't be able to go back to that filth of a kingdom you have been born in. You were his wife now, his very own key to his heart...

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luceafarul-de-dimineata · 5 days

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Expanding on my previous post, I think having to take care of child of the enemy would be such a wonderful deconstruction of Leviathan's character.

Leviathan's main motivation for everything he does is to protect the future of Hell, to protect the children and avange the ones that were lost in the experiments. He eliminates anything that might be dangerous for Hell because if there's even a 1% chance of someone suffering he would blame himself for it. He wants to go find the seed of the fruir of knowledge even though he knows it's a dangerous journey, just because it might save his subjects.

Also, Leviathan (as far as we know) has the most personal reason to hate angels. He's seen them at their cruelest and they've always been a traumatic force in his life. While the other kings got to have more peaceful childhoods (again, we don't know if they were abused, I'm just going off what we know) Leviathan never had that priveledge. Even before the war he was abused by them, and now, in his adulthood, he still can't move on because he sees his subjects being killed and tortured by the same people that abused him.

I think that out of all the characters, Leviathan would be the most... interesting father. Don't get me wrong, he won't be bad, but the sort of abuse that Leviathan had to go through changes you in ways you might never expect. He loves kids, the main reason he fights this war is to make sure the children in Hell get a childhood that isn't characterised primarly by war and death. But if he had to deal with a child 1 on 1 for long stretches of time...

He'll probably be extremely overprotective of them, going by the same rule of 1% change of danger = death. The way most parenting works, especially from people that were abused in their childhoods, is that of trying to protect the child from the trauma they experienced. I doupt Leviathan would even let angels look at his kid, or anyone that he percieves as dangerous for that matter.

We also see in the Orias event that Leviathan can be very nice to the people he likes, and I think that it would be the same for his kid. It would be something like

Leviathan strangling MC: I need to kill you, MC, for your life is bringing certain doom amoungst my people

Levi's kid: Dad, can you help me with my algebra?

Leviathan dropping MC to the ground: Yes, sweetheart, what is it? Do you want us to repeat your multiplications table?

Tl;dr of this post is - stop saying Leviathan would be a shit dad. He'll be overprotective of his kid, but he'll never in a million years hurt a child

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb leviathan #I can't believe that my first character analysis is on one of my least favorite characters #and one of my least favorite tropes #let's just throw a kid into the mix #I just think that childhood is the most important thing to Levi's character #lamenting that he never had a childhood #hating the people that took away his childhood #and doing everything in his power to protect other people's childhoods from being like his #if only mc was an actual character in the game and I could enjoy the main story

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forestsofthenightx · 6 months

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never beating the worried and protective boyfriend allegations

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touchlikethesun · 5 months

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of course, as everyone else around them are calling for this kid - a child! - to be killed for pickpocketing someone of all things, of course there's no way levi could see that and let it slide. as a once gutter rat himself, he can't let that kid get hurt, and as levi, of course of course he couldn't let that happen on his watch. people can say it's the bare minimum, but in a world where people are so quick to jump to violence, even against children, levi is kinda incredible. also i love that levi cannot look at a child and not immediately jump to protect them.

#no one else was stepping in!#but surrounded by a mob in a foreign land after the kid just tried to rob sasha it doesn't matter #a kid is a kid and levi WILL protect them #omgggg slksfdskakld #levi ackerman #snk

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leviismybby · 3 months

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Tried going into the Levi tag for five seconds on TikTok and I already regret it....

#People need help fr #The takes i see on that app #Wtf is wrong with some of them honestly?#Protecting Hange and Erwin as well #They all desrve a btter fanbase #You all take ships wayyyy to seriously #Levi would smack the shit out of most people on that app ngl #levi #levi ackerman #Ffs Levi is not a shipping tool

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levmada · 6 months

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im so curious about what happened here/pos

BOTH ARE SOMEHOW PERFECT IDK WHAT IT IS😭😭😭😭

#my love for protective dadvi vs awkward dadvi trying his best #an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object #levi ackerman #dadvi #gabi braun

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humanitys-strongest-bamf · 9 months

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how do you think Levi would react if:

the reader falls asleep during a very violent movie and somehow called him accidentally so he picks up and there's gunshots in the background with no words from her and he's scared so he comes rushing home to find a sleeping reader with the tv left on

(yes I acknowledge that this is very clichéd )

ITS OK I'M HERE FOR THE CLICHES

he'd go fucking ballistic at first lmao. like he'll pick up the phone, just confused over why you're calling, annoyed that you're not responding, and then his eyes go wide and his face pales upon hearing the gunshots.

his first temptation is to yell your name through your phone to get your attention, but he also didn't want it to draw your so-called attacker's attention if you were really just hiding. so he hangs up and rushes home, ready to use his modern!au ackerman powers to fuck up the shooter (whatever modern!au ackerman powers look like)

he bursts in through the door, wound up and ready to fight, and it actually scares the shit out of you. you had woken up between the phone call and now, and had yet to realize that you butt-dialed your boyfriend a little bit ago.

"levi?! what the hell was that for?!" you'd scold as you tried to calm your heart rate down.

his eyes darted between you and the tv repeatedly, even after he had long put together what had actually happened, being too embarrassed to actually admit that he was deeply concerned that someone had broken into your house and that you were in imminent danger.

it isn't until you look at your phone and see in your call log that you had dialed him that you realize what happened (levi was too embarrassed to tell you himself). part of you wanted to make fun of him for it, but the fact that he had gotten so panicked was also sweet, and you didn't want to discourage that.

you do, however, affectionately call him your hero and that you know he'll come rescue you out of whatever weird situation you find yourself in, and that you appreciate it—which causes the tips of his ears to turn red as he shrugs you off and grumbles something underneath his breath about you scaring the shit out of him.

needless to say, he's pretty clingy for the rest of the night. even the thought of losing you, even if there wasn't an actual threat, put him in so much distress that he just needed you next to him for a while ♡

#kat chats #protective levi makes me weak #dkfjskdjf #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackermann x reader #levi heichou x reader #captain levi x reader #levi fluff #levi #levi ackerman #levi ackermann #levi heichou #captain levi #attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin #snk

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diaaan-art · 1 year

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Together

#PROTECT HIM #so in love with them #levihan #levi #attack on titan #aot #shingeki no kyoujin #levi x hange #hange zoë #huevember #huevemer2022 #aot hange #aot levi #my art

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mindyco · 11 months

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Hello, how are you doing? I was wondering if you could write for the demon brothers with an s/o who's blind in one eye because of a scar they got in a fight back in the human realm?

Would they seek out the other human who caused it or leave it be? Thank you! I hope you have a nice week! ^ ^)/ ☆

Thank you, babe! I hope you have an amazing week as well~ ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ̀ˋ I was kinda confused as to whether we already had the scar or if we had just gotten into the fight and came back with the scar- I just chose the latter, but if it's the other one then I could always make a second one! I would like to write another one about how we're blind in the one eye after the fight, but this headcannon only mentions the scar on their face. Sorry it's very long, the idea you gave me was hella good so I couldn't stop! Thank you! Artwork credit: @myt_s3

Warnings: slight gore

Scenario: The brothers' reaction to us getting a scar

Lucifer surveyed the scar on your face with a mixture of concern and anger. He believed in upholding justice, and vengeance was a means to that end.

With a calculated mind, Lucifer orchestrated a plan that would systematically dismantle the human responsible. He used his influence and power to ruin their reputation, turning their once prosperous life into a living nightmare.

He ensured that they faced the consequences of their actions at every turn, their existence reduced to a mere shadow of what it once was.

Lucifer's vengeance was subtle yet devastating, a testament to his strategic brilliance. He reveled in watching their downfall, the flicker of despair in their eyes fueling his satisfaction.

Through his unwavering pursuit of justice, he protected you and ensured that the human responsible would never again harm those under his care.

Mammon seethed with anger upon seeing the scar on your face. His protective instincts flared, and he yearned to confront the human responsible for causing you such pain.

"Nobody messes with my human and gets away with it!" Mammon growled, his voice dripping with venom.

Driven by his impulsive nature, Mammon's first instinct was to seek immediate retribution. He wanted to unleash his fury upon the one who had harmed you, to make them pay for every ounce of suffering they had inflicted. However, you understood the consequences that such actions would bring, and you gently intervened, stopping Mammon in his tracks.

Mammon's anger simmered as he looked into your eyes, his heart torn between his desire for vengeance and his love for you. Eventually, he relented, realizing that your well-being was his top priority.

He enveloped you in his strong arms, offering a comforting embrace. The scent of his familiar cologne filled your senses as he whispered words of reassurance, his voice laced with an underlying determination.

"I can't stand the thought of anyone hurting you," Mammon confessed, his grip tightening ever so slightly. "But if it's what you want, I'll put that human scum out of my mind for now. Just promise me you'll always let me protect you."

And even in the moments where you felt self-conscious of the scar, Mammon would love every fiber of your being.

"Mammon, please," you pleaded, your voice tinged with vulnerability. "I don't want you to see it. It's ugly."

His eyes softened as he took in your anxious expression. With a gentle smile, he approached you, his fingers removing your hand that blocked your scarred eye.

"Listen up, human," Mammon said, his voice filled with sincerity. "There ain't nothin' ugly about you. Not a single thing. And that scar on your face? It's a part of you, just like every other piece that makes you so special."

With tenderness in his touch, Mammon leaned in and peppered kisses all over your face, his lips brushing against your skin with each sweet contact. His actions were deliberate, as if he were mapping out a constellation of affection, reminding you that your scars didn't define your worth.

As time passed, Mammon remained steadfast by your side, his devotion unwavering. The memory of the human responsible for your scar lingered in the recesses of his mind, serving as a reminder of the pain you had endured. But he chose to focus on the love he had for you, channeling his energy into supporting and comforting you during your healing process.

Leviathan was initially at a loss for how to confront the scar on your face. His natural inclination towards virtual worlds and gaming made it difficult for him to grasp the severity of the situation, and he struggled to find an appropriate response.

Though he understood that the scar required a real-life resolution. While he wasn't one to engage in physical confrontations, his determination to protect you burned fiercely within him.

Recognizing his strengths in the digital realm, Leviathan harnessed his expertise to unveil the truth about the human who had caused you harm. With his unparalleled skills in online research and information gathering, he delved deep into the vast network of interconnected data.

Hours turned into days as Leviathan meticulously pieced together fragments of information, leaving no digital stone unturned. He uncovered the human's online presence, exploring their social media accounts, forum discussions, and digital footprints. His envy became a driving force, spurring him to expose the truth and bring justice to your doorstep.

Online, Leviathan donned the persona of an anonymous hacker, a figure who weaved through the digital labyrinth undetected. With cunning precision, he orchestrated a series of calculated moves, revealing the human's misdeeds to the public eye.

Through a carefully orchestrated online campaign, Leviathan unearthed every piece of evidence, every unsavory detail about the human's actions. He disseminated the information across various platforms, tarnishing their reputation and reducing their life to shambles.

As the virtual realm buzzed with the damning revelations, the human's world crumbled around them. Their once-innocent façade shattered, exposing the darkness that lay within. Friends turned their backs, opportunities evaporated, and their influence dwindled. It was a revenge orchestrated through the power of information, a fitting retribution for the pain they had caused you.

Meanwhile, in the real world, Leviathan stood by your side, offering unwavering support and care. He knew that revenge alone couldn't heal the wounds you carried, and his focus shifted to ensuring your well-being and providing the love and comfort you needed.

Satan, the embodiment of knowledge and wrath, gazed at the scar on your face with a mix of protectiveness and a seething anger that threatened to consume him. For decades, he had meticulously honed his control over his inner demons, striving to keep his wrath in check. However, in that moment, his restraint teetered on the precipice of collapse.

As the fury welled up inside him, Satan struggled to rein it in, his hands clenched into fists. The sight of the scar served as a catalyst, awakening a primal desire for vengeance. Every fiber of his being yearned to unleash his wrath upon the human responsible, to make them pay for the pain they had caused you.

But then, he looked into your eyes, the warmth and trust that reflected within them momentarily grounding him. He realized that succumbing to his unbridled wrath would only bring further harm, not just to the human but also to you.

With a determined yet controlled expression, Satan vowed to channel his anger into a relentless pursuit of justice. He dedicated himself to uncovering every detail about the human responsible, to ensure that they faced the consequences for their actions within the bounds of the law and without jeopardizing your safety.

Though the struggle to contain his wrath persisted, Satan channeled his energy into meticulously planning their downfall. He used his vast knowledge and cunning to expose the truth, leaving no stone unturned. In doing so, he sought to bring them to justice through legal means, ensuring that their actions were brought to light and that they faced the consequences of their deeds.

As the human's life unraveled, Satan watched with a mix of satisfaction and detached amusement. Their downfall was evidence to his meticulous planning and unwavering dedication to protecting those he cared about. He ensured that they suffered the consequences of their actions, their existence forever tainted by the knowledge that their own choices had led to their demise.

Asmodeus refused to hide the scar with layers of makeup, no matter how much you begged. Instead, he saw it as an opportunity to create something truly unique and mesmerizing.

With his deft hands and artistic eye, Asmodeus used makeup as a form of artistry, accentuating the scar in a way that made it look beautiful on your face. He embraced its presence as part of your individuality, refusing to let society's standards define your worth.

"Darling, every brushstroke on your face is a masterpiece," Asmodeus would whisper, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "The scar shows your strength and resilience. You are more beautiful with it than without."

Despite your occasional doubts and insecurities, Asmodeus showered you with words of affirmation and adoration. He made it his mission to remind you, day after day, just how beautiful you were. His compliments were genuine and heartfelt, spoken with a fervent passion that left no room for doubt.

He reveled in the opportunity to showcase your unique beauty, to celebrate every facet of your existence. With each encounter, Asmodeus made it clear that his love for you transcended physical perfection, embracing your imperfections as part of what made you captivating and alluring.

Beelzebub, his protective instincts raging, felt a burning desire for revenge upon seeing the scar on your face. The image of the human responsible lingered in his mind, tempting him to unleash his formidable strength upon them. However, Beelzebub knew that vengeance was not what you needed in that moment.

Instead, he chose to cherish you, to provide the love and comfort that would help heal your wounds—both physical and emotional. Beelzebub cradled you in his massive arms, his touch gentle yet reassuring. His voice, deep and resonant, filled the air as he whispered words of affection and reassurance.

"You're beautiful, scar and all," Beelzebub murmured, his voice brimming with genuine sincerity. "I love you for who you are, with or without the mark. Please don't forget that."

With each tender caress, Beelzebub conveyed his unwavering devotion, offering solace and support during your time of vulnerability. He understood that revenge wouldn't erase the pain you had endured, and instead chose to channel his strength into protecting and comforting you.

Belphie was initially conflicted upon witnessing the scar on your face. His laid-back nature and tendency to prioritize rest and slumber often shielded him from the harsher realities of the world. However, as he comprehended the pain etched on your features, a surge of protectiveness awakened within him.

Belphie's typically drowsy eyes sharpened with determination as he acknowledged the injustice that had befallen you.

With his wings unfurled, casting a shadow of darkness, Belphie located the human responsible for your scar. His movements were swift and silent, as if he were a phantom navigating the human realm undetected.

Tracking down the individual who had caused you harm, Belphie confronted them with an otherworldly aura. His demon form radiated power and menace as he towered over the trembling human. The air grew heavy with the weight of impending retribution. Without a word, Belphegor lunged at the human, his grip tight around their throat.

A chilling smile curved Belphie's lips as he looked into the human's eyes, mirroring the fear and anguish they had once inflicted upon you. His bored expression remained unchanged as he watched the color drain from their face, his hold unyielding until their lifeless body crumpled to the ground.

The scene transformed into a tableau of darkness and blood, as Belphie's wrath found its release. The human's life force drained away, their body collapsing to the ground, lifeless and void of the malice they had once possessed.

With the deed done, Belphie returned to HOL, pulling you into his arms, he cradled you gently, offering solace and reassurance in the aftermath of the storm. He made sure his revenge went unnoticed by you.

As the minutes turned to hours, Belphie remained steadfast by your side, his touch bringing comfort and a sense of security. The scar on your face became a symbol not of weakness, but of resilience and survival.

In the days that followed, Belphie took on the role of your guardian, ensuring your well-being and protecting you from any lingering threats. His lethargy seemed to dissipate as he became a constant presence, offering a sense of peace and tranquility in the wake of the storm.

～𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪

#Obey me #obey me headcanons #x reader #Belphie #Lucifer #Satan #Levi #Asmo #Beel #Mammon #Protect me too #please!!!!

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mayajadewrites · 2 months

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For Me (Levi Ackerman x Reader)

CHAPTER NINE: CLEANLINESS

SPICY CONTENT AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER

The sun peered through Levi's curtains, almost like it was checking to see if you were awake. It wasn't overbearingly bright, but it crept in. Your eyes fluttered open as your mind wakes up, thoughts from last night popping into your brain. You remember the feeling of Levi being borderline obsessed with you, devouring every inch of your body.

You're wearing one of Levi's t-shirts with nothing underneath, while Levi is sporting a pair of sweatpants. His arms are wrapped around you, his face buried in your neck. You can feel his breath against your skin as he continues sleeping.

Looking at him right now you would never guess that he's one of the most hard headed, stubborn people in the world. He looks so... peaceful. Innocent. You study his skin, letting your eyes glaze over his muscles that are usually hiding within whatever shirt he's wearing.

Levi starts to stir, his arms tightening around you as he wakes up. You move a piece of hair out of his face as his slate eyes open, blinking a few times.

"Don't you have to work today? It's Thursday." You whisper, letting your index finger outline his face.

"I took the day off." Levi cleared his throat. "I'm not leaving you in this bed for a whole day. I'd rather never have to leave you again."

You're surprised by his words. Usually the men you've dated would be almost pushing you out of their house in the morning.

"Never?" You tilt your head. "Never say never, Levi Ackerman."

"I never," Levi kissed your nose, "Never," Your temple, "Never want to leave you." Lastly, your forehead. "I would kiss your lips but I need you to brush your teeth first."

"You're such a romantic." You laugh as you dig through your bag for your toothbrush. You're bent over your bag, your ass on full display. Levi's hands snake their way to your hips, pulling you back onto the bed. "Didn't you just tell me you need me to brush my teeth?"

Levi plants a kiss on your lower back, then to your right ass cheek. "It was begging for a kiss."

After you brush your teeth, Levi goes in the bathroom after you. You watch as he runs his fingers through his hair and close the door behind him to the bathroom.

You haven't looked at your phone since you got home last night, and unexpectedly you had texts from Jean.

JEAN 2:45 AM: I hope you're happy with your rich boyfriend. He's known to fuck women over so have fun with that. Thanks for lying to me.

JEAN 2:49 AM: He's not even above 5'5. What do you even see in him?

JEAN 2:55 AM: You're gonna wish you never got with him.

Your eyes widen at the texts, igniting anxiety in your chest. Do you believe what Jean is saying? Absolutely not. Does it still put thoughts in your head? Absolutely.

You don't want to hide anything from Levi, especially since it has to do with your relationship. He would find out anyways, so it's best to just tell him.

Levi emerges from the bathroom patting his face dry with a towel before throwing it in the hamper. He immediately notices the look on your face and starts asking questions.

"What is it?" His tone was stern.

"Jean." You hand your phone to Levi, letting him scroll through the texts himself. His eyebrow raised as he read the words before his finger was on your screen. "What are you doing?"

"Blocking him." Levi hands the phone back to you. "He's such a child."

You nod and place your phone on the nightstand. You hate hurting people's feelings and causing them sadness. One thing about you- you're empathetic. Almost too empathetic.

"Hey," Levi sits next to you. "Nothing that he said was true."

"I know, I know. I just don't like hurting anyone."

"It's not your fault you didn't feel the same way about Jean that he felt about you. And it's damn sure not your fault that you ended up with me."

"I don't regret any of my decisions." You look at Levi, who's now wearing a white sweater free of any imperfections. "I just wish he didn't text me that shit."

Levi pressed his lips to yours, letting his hand rest on the side of your face. You kiss him back gently, putting your hand on top of his.

"What are your plans today?" You look at Levi as his hands rest on your thighs.

"This." Levi's hand travels up your thigh to your entrance, letting his fingers graze over your slit. You throw your head back at the contact, forgetting you weren't wearing any underwear. "Already so wet for me." Levi purred, his lips attaching to your neck. He sucks over the bruises he left last night, leaving new ones along with them. He inserts one finger inside of you, then another.

"Levi." You moan, pressing your hand to the back of his head.

"Mm. Say my name again." Levi says against your skin as his fingers plunge in and out of you.

"Levi," You moan a bit louder as you feel his fingers curl inside of you. "I want you inside me."

"Not wanting to be patient today?" Levi smirked. "I can feel your close."

"I want you inside of me now." You push Levi off of you gently, flipping him so he's leaning against the headboard as he sits up. You see his cock erect against his sweatpants, begging to be freed. "Take these off."

"I like when you're demanding. Just today though, Princess." Levi kicks off his pants, his length springing free. You marvel for a moment at him, your pussy begging for contact. You place your hands on Levi's shoulders, hovering over him. "You look so beautiful from here." Levi's hands move to your waist, sending goosebumps across your skin. You throw the shirt you're wearing over your head and onto the floor, hovering your entrance over the tip of his cock.

You push yourself down on Levi's length, letting him expand your walls. You moan at the contact as Levi's eyes shut and his hands help you bounce on his cock.

"Right there." You tilt your head back, grinding your hips against him. "Yes, Levi." A moan escapes your lips.

"This mouth of yours." Levi presses his palm to your lips. "My neighbors might hear you."

"And?" You say against his palm. "You don't want them to know you fuck your girlfriend like this? That you cover my insides with you?"

This sends Levi over the edge. He pins you down on the bed, bringing both of your feet to his shoulders. He slams his cock into you with his hand still over your mouth.

"Say something now." Levi grunts as he thrusts into you. "Say how good I make you feel. Say your pussy belongs to me."

Your eyes roll back at Levi's words, your walls pulsating around him.

"Say it." Levi pulls his length out of you, only letting his tip graze your slit.

"You make me feel so fucking good, Levi." You moan. "My pussy is yours."

"For how long?" Levi grunted. "How long does your pussy belong to me?"

"Forever." Your orgasm hits you and your legs start to twitch as Levi keeps thrusting into you - fucking you senseless. "Levi." You moan his name, running your fingers through his hair, resting them on his undercut at the back of his head. "Baby, come inside me."

Levi's thrusts became messy as your words linger on his ear. He wraps his arms around you as he pushes his entire length into you, coming undone. You feel him release inside of you, his cock twitching. You're both panting as he slowly retreats from your body - a whimper escaping your lips.

"Shower." Levi kissed your lips swiftly as he stood up from the bed.

"Why don't you shower with me?" You tilt your head.

"We won't get clean if we do that. We'll get dirty again and it's an endless cycle."

"No funny business, I promise. Just cleanliness." You put your hand up, crossing your index and middle finger. "Scouts honor."

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