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the-traveling-poet · 5 months

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hiiii i adore your writing!!! if you still do accept requests, i’d like it if you could write a something where reader who’s levi’s wife and also second in command and levi are in a meeting and she gets disrespected by another member of the special operation squad. and levi says something like “talk to my wife with respect or you’re talking with me instead”

Respect

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Commander Erwin had just given the order for the S.O.S. to take Eren Jeager to the old HQ building; to run tests and keep him out of the public eye.

As Captain Levi’s second in command, and trusted wife, it was your responsibility to help with plotting out the next moves for the titan boy’s training and safety over the next two weeks.

This sudden act of taking charge doesn’t sit well with those who don’t know your relation with the Captain.

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Pairings: Husband!Levi x Wife!Reader

Warnings: s2, language

taglist: @21aurora @deepzombieyouth @braunsbabe

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A/N: ofc anon, and thank you so much! I had way too much fun writing Protective!Levi. Sorry for the wait!

As always if anything written doesn’t fit your preferences, I’ll happily rewrite.

Enjoy~

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“So! We’ve got some things to discuss.” You stated cheerily as you took a seat at the head of the table. Before you sat your fellow squad mates, all lounging about on the wooden chairs as they ate and drank with your newest member, Eren Jeager.

There had been a lot of turmoil throughout the ranks, as well as the masses, about the new Scout. A titan shifter; the first of his kind. Under Commander Erwin’s command, you’d followed after your Captain all the way from Trost, where the boy was being held, to the abandoned fortress of the original Survey Corps Headquarters. While hiding out here, it was your mission to learn more about this situation surrounding the young teen and find ways to apply it to the betterment of humanity. As well as the furthering of information previously gathered about the titans, much to Captain Hange’s delight.

As Levi’s second in command, you’d done all that you could to both follow orders and console the poor adolescent to the best of your abilities during these trying times. But recently, with all the work piling up for your dear Captain, you’d started to take on a more leading role within the squad rather than continuing to be the nurturing figure of the group.

Of course this was approved by your loving husband. While he helped take care of matters more political, you stepped in to handle more of the hands on matters. It worked out perfectly, you thought; you could help humanity and your husband by taking a stand. By no means were you a Captain yourself, but with your skill in taking charge, you might as well have been lately.

Organizing a stack of papers in your hands, you met the eyes of each of your squad members with a smile. With a quick reassuring nod to Eren, you began.

“Captain Hange has been given permission to start experimenting with Eren’s shifting abilities. We’ll be riding out tomorrow further into the countryside to keep out of the eyes of the public. Both for safety and privacy. I’ve mapped out a suitable place for us to practice and train Jeager while Captain Levi is away on business with the Commander, so by this time tomorrow I’ll need you all saddled up and ready to head out. We’ll start off slowly; just a couple hours out on the countryside to take notes and try out a few ideas Hange has written out for me.”

You slid a paper filled with Hange’s messy scrawling towards the center of the table for everyone to see while you sifted through your other handwritten notes.

“After that, we’ll return here by noon for a quick lunch before checking in with Captain.”

“Any other orders, Captain?” Oulo drawled out lazily, shooting you a look from the far end of the table.

“Captain?” You questioned with a tilt of your head.

“Might as well address you as such if yer gonna be givin out orders like one.” He continued on, now sitting up straight in his chair and lifting a teacup to his lips awkwardly.

“I-I’m only trying to stand in and help. Captain Levi’s been kept really busy lately, and as his second in command-“

“As you never fail to remind us. We’ve worked together for ages, Y/N.” Oulo’s comment left you speechless, suddenly feeling nervous as the center of attention.

“Knock it out, Oulo. She’s just trying to help.” Petra mumbled, keeping her eyes trained on her half eaten plate.

“Busy or not, I don’t see what gives her the right to order us around as if she chose this squad herself!” Oulo clicked his tongue in annoyance, shooting you another pointed look.

“Who among us placed you in charge of these operations anyhow?”

Unsure how to respond, you glanced down at your neatly stacked papers and fiddled with them nervously.

“Listen, I’m just trying to give Levi a hand-“

“Levi? You mean Captain Levi? Don’t disrespect him with informalities!” Oulo’s eyes widened in surprise and he took a stand, looking around at his fellow squad mates. Mentally cursing yourself for the slip up, you shook your head and tried to present a more stern expression.

“Oulo. I was asked to take this position in Captain Levi’s stead. I’ll be damned if I disregard orders due to a disagreement in the squad I’m to co-lead for now.”

“Orders from whom, L/N?” Oulo questioned in disbelief.

The door behind you creaked open, making you pause in your retort.

“Those orders would come from me, Bozado.”

Turning in your chair, you came face to face with Captain Levi himself. He hadn’t acknowledged you yet, instead settling for shooting a glare your comrade’s way. Oulo dropped his attitude immediately, bringing his arms up into a crips salute.

“Captain! I was under the impression you were out on business with the Commander!” He spluttered, going slightly red in the face.

“I was on my way to do just that, when an annoying conversation happened to catch my ear.” Levi took a step forward and placed his hands onto the back of your chair. Shooting you a quick reassuring look, he turned his attention to his squad.

“I’m the one to put Y/N in charge while I’m gone. If you’ve got a problem with that, then you’ve got a problem with my judgment. Care to elaborate on your issues, Bozado?” Leci raised his chin slightly, a silent challenge for the younger man to keep running his mouth. Gulping hard, Oulo tightened his salute.

“N-no sir! It’s just…We’re accustomed to taking orders from our Captain, not the second in command.”

“Well you’d all better get used to it. Cause if you’ve got a problem with my wife, then you’ve got a personal problem with me.” Levi threatened coldly, taking a moment to look each member of his squad dead in the eyes as they turned their attention elsewhere in fear.

All color drained from Oulo’s face, and his arms dropped to his sides. “W-wife?” he nearly whispered, shaky eyes shooting glances between the two of you.

“Yes, wife.” Levi’s tone was dangerously low as he removed his grip from the back of your chair. Walking around you, he stopped by your side and spared you another look. His eyes softened immediately as he searched your face for any sign of discomfort. Finding none, as you never felt any in your husband’s presence, he spared you a fleeting smile with his back turned to his squad.

“You’re doing wonderfully, love. I trust you to lead them for a bit while I’m gone. I’ll return soon.”

Much to everyone’s immense shock, he sealed his whispeded promise with a soft kiss to your parted lips, taking a moment to savor the blissful contact before he pulled away and faced his squad once more. His expression was back to being cold and calculating as he considered his next words carefully.

“I’ll be on my way now; but if I find out any of you dare speak to Y/N like this again, you’ll be speaking with me. Understood?”

Everyone nodded their heads in immediate understanding, shifting their gazes rapidly between the two of you.

“Good. Now; follow Y/N as you would me. I’ll be back tomorrow.”

With that Levi spun on his heel and strode out of the room, leaving the levels of tension in the room much higher than when he first entered. Gulping nervously, Oulo silently took a seat and barely managed to shoot you a more apologetic look.

“You never told us you were married…Married to him of all.”

Purposefully fidgeting with your wedding band, you offered him a small smile. “I suppose it just never came up. Perhaps or perhaps not per his request. But either way, we are heading out tomorrow morning for experimental training. And you heard my husband; no bullshit, and this will all go over smoothly according to plan.”

“Y-yes ma’am,” Oulo stammered out, averting his gaze after a swift smack to the back of the head from a scolding Petra. Grinning to yourself, you watched on in amusement as slowly but surley the atmosphere returned to its usual calm nature.

Catching Eren’s awestruck look, you shot him a sly wink of encouragement. Though you would most definitely miss your lover from your time apart, tomorrow would certainly prove to be fun.

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peaxhxhair · 2 months

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Imagine Levi only doing things around you. The simple stuff like eating, sleeping and doing paperwork. The reality of it is that he needs you to function. His clinginess is subtle - the silent kind. His hands never touch you when others are around, yet he always chooses to sit with you in the mess hall, or train with you.

Levi would never voice his obsession with you, but anyone with a brain would notice that the two of you were always conjoined at the hip.

Behind closed doors, his hands are always on you. Trying to fall asleep? His hands are wrapped around your hips. Brushing your teeth? His chin is on your shoulder. He just loves touching you, and doing everything with you.

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theysangastheyslew · 8 months

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if there’s inspiration or anything, is it possible to have a LH “In another life, I would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you." Art 😭

Hi anon! I’m sorry I didn’t know if this meant showing them desiring that life w/ each other, or if you wanted to see them actually living it but! since it’s Hange’s birthday I went with the latter bc they deserve it and breakfast in bed is a far better present than the one Isayama gave to them :')

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taohs · 1 year

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Levi Ackerman gifset request for @smol-ackerman ♡

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thecuriousquest · 6 months

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Reader keeps trying to escape so Yandere Levi tries to get her pregnant as punishment to keep her bound to him please 🥺

Where Rebellion Leads You

Tag List: @issamomma @repostingmyfavs @chickennugnugnug @palesweetscherryblossom

Warnings: Yandere themes, NSFW, non con vaginal sex, non con touching, breeding kink, Levi trying to impregnate Reader as punishment, manhandling, degradation, beatings and whippings referenced, isolation punishment referenced, burning from a fire place poker referenced, stripping/nudity, choking

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Levi has had enough of your rebellious behavior. After finding you, he drags your sorry ass back into his house, slamming the door shut with all of his rage.

He pushes you down in front of the fireplace, standing there with his hands on his hips, looking at you like he just doesn’t know what to do with you anymore.

He has whipped you, even beaten you with his fists. He has locked you up in the bedroom for weeks, keeping you chained to the bed. He even hit you with the burning end of a red hot poker once. You still have the scar on your upper thigh from when he did that. With all of these punishments for running away, none of them have worked.

Maybe, he needs to try a new method.

“Take your clothes off.”

He begins undressing himself, letting his coat, shirt, and trousers fall into a pile on the chair in the living room.

Your hands shake as you obey his command. His boot is right in your line of sight, and you know he has no problems with kicking you in order to get you moving. On the floor, you wriggle out of your dress and undergarments, undoing your chemise last and letting it drop next to you in front of the fireplace.

Hugging your knees to your chest, you look up at him. His cock leering at you, heavy and intimidating.

“On your knees, brat.”

“Levi…I’m sorry. Please, we’ve never done this before.”

“You’re sorry? I don’t believe that. Get on your knees before I make you.”

You remain in your spot, clutching your knees even harder now. Levi clicks his tongue at you in annoyance, grabbing you by your shoulder, manhandling you until your elbows and knees are digging into the scratchy rug.

“I’m going to fucking knock you up and make you a little pregnant bitch. Nothing but a whore with a bun in the oven,” Levi breathes roughly into the shell of your ear as he impales you suddenly.

You cry out from the pain of him being in between your legs like this, sobbing from the lewd and degrading words spilling from his foul mouth.

“Your tits will be so swollen, you’ll be crying all the time. Nobody but me will want you. Why would anyone want a slut who is stupid enough to get pregnant during these times? Just another mouth to feed.”

He fucks into you, defined hips digging into your back as he grabs your soft body, squeezing your thighs, ass, and breasts. He elicits a long moan into your neck as he spears you with the thick pink tip of his dick.

You collapse onto the floor, but this doesn’t deter Levi from his goal. He wraps a hand around you, clasping your throat. You choke on short breaths and sobs, overwhelmed and feeling smothered.

“You’re nothing but a bottom feeding bitch. You have to know that. You’re lucky I fucking took you in, lucky I find you attractive enough to want to put my come in. You’re going to carry my kid, and you’re going to thank me for filling you up with my seed.”

Your pussy swallows his cock, and the friction eases with how wet you are. The initial pain has gone away, leaving a buzzing in your slit.

Still, you cry from how rough he’s being with you, sob from how much he won’t just let you go, scream in rage from your loss of freedom.

You spend the next hour with Levi burried inside of you, coming into you again and again. He fills you up as promised, forcing you to lie still as he recovers before starting up again.

When he’s finally through with you, Levi carries you upstairs and chains you to the bed he shares with you.

“Quit crying, brat. You only have yourself to blame for all of this. Now, thank me for caring enough about you to find you and for giving you my come.”

You don’t want to say any of that, but you also don’t have a choice. Glancing up at him, you tell him what he wants to hear. “Thank you for caring enough to find me and for filling me with your come, sir.”

The smirk he gives you is enough to cause you to shake with rage all over again. He pets your head, scratching your scalp lightly like one would a dog.

“That’s a good girl. Sit here and reflect on things. I’ll be back later with dinner. You’ll need to stay healthy for when you get pregnant.”

By the walls, you hope you have infertility issues.

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gojosattoru · 6 months

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youre-ackermine · 4 months

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Under the Mistletoe

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Fem!reader

Wordcount: 1360 approx.

Modern AU / SFW / Friends to lovers / Love confession / Fluff

Joining Levi to celebrate New Year's Eve was the best decision you had made in a long time. Life was so boring and dull since your best friend had left for France to study. No more talking over coffee between classes, no more late night studying together at the library, no more banter and silly jokes. And above all, no more movie nights cuddled up on the couch, wrapped together in both a cosy blanket and his comforting scent. You felt lonely and miserable. In short, you missed your best friend sorely.

Of course you caught up on each other’s life during your weekly phone call, but it’s his presence you missed the most. Your heart had skipped a beat when he had called you a few weeks ago, clearing his throat before blurting out the invitation in a hoarse tone. Hanging up, you couldn't help but giggle with eagerness at the idea of seeing him again after months apart.

As the reunion day drew near, you had felt the excitement revealing itself in each of your gestures, in each of your thoughts, your mind racing with the silliest scenarios. Past the first few days, busying yourself buying your ticket, packing your suitcase, choosing the evening dress you’d wear for the party, your mood had changed. You had lost your appetite. You could barely sleep. Nervousness was taking the best of you. You couldn’t wait to go to Paris.

Reuniting with him had thrown you into emotional turmoil. Despite the “Mlle l’Emmerdeuse" sign he was holding as a joke, despite the familiar smirk plastered on his face, the moment you had seen him waiting for you at the airport had made you stop in your tracks, palms sweating and throat tight. Something about the way he looked at you seemed different, something yearning and intense.

Regardless you had thrown yourself in his arms and, as he had pulled you closer to him, you had nuzzled into his neck and taken in his comforting scent, the very scent you had missed so much on countless sleepless nights. Tears of relief had welled up in your eyes and your heart seemed to have swelled in your chest. You had shivered under his touch and clung to him for a while before letting him go as the heat of embarrassment flushed your cheeks.

You could no longer conceal the obvious: you were deeply, hopelessly in love with your best friend.

The hour that followed was nothing more now than a blur of disjointed chatter, clumsy gestures and awkward silence. Levi had dropped you off at your hotel, giving you some time to get ready. You had struggled to calm down, your whole body still reacting to the unexpected realization of your feelings. You couldn’t figure out yet how to behave around him. Seeing your best friend in this new light had left you confused and, to be really honest, a little ashamed.

When he picked you up later to go to the soirée, he looked so good in his black tuxedo that you almost missed the sparkle in his eyes and the startled gasp he had let out when you had reached the bottom of the stairs and crossed the lobby to join him. Your evening gown fitted perfectly, smoothly hugging your curves. The light touches of makeup here and there discreetly highlighted your face. You were breathtaking.

Uneasiness lurked into the confined space of the car as you both remained silent. Levi’s attention was stubbornly focused on the road while you admired the city Christmas lights through the window, thinking about how your silly crush on him would muddy your friendship. Luckily enough, it was a quick drive to your destination and you couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief when you finally got out of the car.

Your first glance at the impressive beauty of this hôtel particulier near the Tour Eiffel left you speechless for a while. Elegant garlands of warm white lights hung on the front wall, bathing the garden in a festive glow. A few candle lanterns lined the stairs, tracing the path up to the front door. Apparently Levi’s new friends were ridiculously rich.

As soon as you stepped inside, heat slapped your face and music filled your ears. The house was soberly decorated, a few shining ornaments and tinsels were placed here and there and a bouquet of mistletoe hung from the ceiling in the hallway. In the main room, people were already dancing under strobe lights. Levi helped you take off your coat and you shrugged the tension off your shoulders as you followed him across the packed room to the buffet. The fancy display of mouth-watering delicacies helped you snap out of your thoughts for good.

Levi introduced you to his group of friends who stood next to the bar on your left, laughing and raising their glasses to the last remnants of the year and the appealing promises of the new one. One of them poured some champagne in a flute for you while another shoved a plate of appetizers under your nose. They did their best to make you feel welcome.

After a few bites of delicious food, Levi, always the life and soul of the party, stuck with his friends while you hit the dance floor. Mingling with the partygoers released most of the tension building between the two of you so far. You felt his eyes linger on you at first but soon you were so absorbed in the music that you forgot about your turmoil for a moment.

And now, after dragging yourself to the bar all sweating and panting but somewhat relaxed, here you were trying your best to talk with his college friends over the deafening music, slipping a few words of French you vaguely remembered here and there into the conversation. You got along pretty well with Levi’s roommates and you would enjoy the party more if your best friend hadn’t left a while ago, vanishing into the crowd.

Around midnight, you couldn’t help but glance around to find him until you felt a warm hand settling on the small of your back.

“Je peux vous la voler un instant?” Levi asked his friends before taking you away.

He slipped his hand into yours and led you through the crowded dance floor, weaving his way out of the room. Feeling the warm skin of his palm against yours, the reassuring squeeze of his fingers, made your heart race faster and a delicious sensation spread through your body, as if you were floating in the air.

He stopped as he reached the hallway and turned to you, taking both of your hands in his and locking eyes with you. Something between worry and determination showed on his face and for a moment you couldn’t help but take in his handsome features, the sharp line of his jaw, the plumpness of his lips.

“I…I have, er…I have something to tell you,” he stammered. “Something, er. Something I want to tell you for a while now, but. You know, er…Shit...You know I'm bad with words, right?” He squeezed your hands on the last word.

You nodded, not sure if you wanted to hear what he was about to say. Your heart sank at the thought that he had realized what you felt for him and wanted to put your relationship to an end because of how disturbing all of this was. But, maybe because of the changes you had noticed in the way Levi looked at you, a teeny, tiny part of you, the one that allowed the butterflies to flutter in your chest, the one that allowed your skin to shiver under his touch, that part couldn’t help but hope.

The hubbub of the party starting the countdown suddenly turned into a blur when Levi leaned in, his face so close to yours that you felt his warm breath on your skin. Your heart pounded in your ears and you finally let the butterflies deliciously flutter in your chest. Leaning even closer, he whispered “je t’aime“ against your lips before kissing you softly.

Your first kiss.

Under the mistletoe.

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A/N: Kissing under the mistletoe is a New Year’s Eve / New Year’s Day custom in France rather than a Christmas custom as in other countries // English is not my usual language

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Translation

Mlle l’Emmerdeuse >>> Miss Annoyance

Hôtel particulier >>> Mansion

Je peux vous la voler un instant? >>> Can I borrow her from you for a sec?

Je t'aime >>> I love you

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Fireworks divider: @firefly-graphics

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chrollohearttags · 22 days

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Requests open? You don't know what you unleashed

It's that time of the month and I've been craving reiner like a mf (side note is it just me or do you crave human touch sm but at the same time the idea of any male rats Ik irl touching me, repulses me)

Anywhooooo if you don't mind the idea of reiner being such a simp for you, showing you sm love and affection stretch marks and all after a rare (inwardly not so rare) day of feeling like shit 🥹

Or reiner throwing you around and slapping you in the face with his dick, I'm easy

(Side side note: I also been having this viral thought of Reiner having a girl And he cheats on her with you constantly, sometimes practically in front of her face, telling you how your better and he will leave her and she can't satisfy him like you can, if you don't like that kind of stuff ignore 🤠)

frennn, omg why are we just alike?! 😭 ovaries be jiggling like a mf, begging to be scrambled but I wouldn’t dream of letting those creatures near me. but ask and you shall receive! 🫶🏾 I literally love allllll of these so much, I have no idea which one to choose. I can’t stop thinking about, him more so than usual slsksks 😫😭 so ykw, we bout to combine all three LMAO! (mainly bc I love the idea of Reiner being a scumbag)

themes + such: infidelity, slight angst, rei is an asshole (not to you! 😭)body worship, pussy eating, reader has stretch marks/slight dysmorphia, body shaming, soft to rough sex, full nelson, daddy’s used, he picks reader up

WHEN SHE’S NOT AROUND

“Rei…wait, we can’t do this..”

“And why not? Who’s going to stop us?”

“No one and that’s the problem..”

the constant back and forth between two lovers, ensued among the fray of dishevelment and lust..lust that had driven you both to the point of no return. Truth be told, you had no good reason to be together. Nothing good would come of this in the long run and yet, here you were…lying in the bed of another woman, with her man’s hands roaming your body. His lips latched onto your nipples and his fingers plunged deep into your aching center. Riding them to bliss as you cried out his name; echoing the walls of her home..it was a disgrace and yet, you couldn’t pull away. You couldn’t let him go..and he felt the same.

“Please..don’t try to pretend like you actually give a shit about her..” His voice seemingly mocking you..it certainly wasn’t his normal demeanor but the one thing you had come to accept about Reiner is that he was not perfect. Not by a long shot…he was certainly not some perfect gentleman that checked all of the boxes. He was handsome, successful, alluring, one hell of a lover but he wasn’t yours!..not even close. That much signified by the silver band on his right ring finger. Married to the girl you despised more than anything. You’d never hated anyone in your entire life but that snooty little blonde bitch was a shoe in for the first spot. Make no mistake, you weren’t afraid of her; more so she was intimidated by you and the thought of fucking her husband unbeknownst gave you a thrill like none other. But your conscious was heavy with thoughts of karma..how things would play out for you guys in the long run..what if he decided that one day he no longer wanted you and by some weird circumstance, decides to make it work with his wife? You’d be out and no one could feel an ounce of pity. You were the adulterer, the harlot, the side chick, mistress..but you were the only one he wanted.

“..because I don’t. Matter of fact, I hope she walks in here right now. I wanna see her face while I’m fucking you..” the deep tone in his voice rattling off into a laugh. Suddenly, he’d tug those thick digits out and shove them between your lips. Allowing you to pacify and taste yourself…watching you become so salacious for him never grew old and it wasn’t something he was ready to let go of. Not now and not ever!..meanwhile, he’d kneel to the floor, caressing your thick thighs in an attempt to quell you. “Did I tell you how beautiful you look today? Hmm?…I feel like you should know that..” that deep southern drawl feeding you those sweet nothings, curling your toes at the sound. He could stay here forever, with you and no one else. Staring into the warmth of those beautiful brown eyes...the truth was, you hadn’t been feeling your best. You worked in the same building as his girl and as one of the lead makeup artists, for the brand that she and many other modeled for, it was difficult seeing women that looked nothing like you garner all of the attention and praise. Not to mention, hearing their snide remarks on the slick about your body type..about how you and others were not a fit for the pieces; literally and figuratively. You were used to it..working in the upper echelon came with discrimination on at least five different levels. But you let it roll off of your back. However, you were having a rather off day. Honestly, the last thing you wanted to do was to be weighed down with the tension of knowing you were sleeping with someone else’s man. That was until you were gifted an anonymous bouquet of flowers..you had no question who the sender was and when he sent you a text message asking to see you, you were glad to accept. Now here you were being spoiled in more ways than one. “You know I love you too, right? You’re my everything..” “Yes, Rei..I love you too..”

Currently, his lips were latching onto your clit, hands firmly planted on your thighs and clawing into them. He needed to taste you..consume your scent and flavor until he was full. That’s the way it was with Reiner..he was a selfish man. Downright gluttonous and he’d have his cake and devour it too! “Good…because I don’t want you to take it personal when I fuck you like a whore tonight.” Smirking up at you and causing you to chew at your lip with a wide smile. Just then, he’d toss your leg across his shoulder and begin the rapid ascent into feasting on your cunt. It wasn’t long before those juices were trickling down his chin and you were trembling. You could’ve jumped from your own flesh at any minute. The way his tongue lapped at your bud, delicately navigated your folds..prodded your entrance..no one treated you better. Hence why his wife would simply have to share. “Oh fuck!…yes, Rei..right there..”

he knew that you were exactly where he wanted you..and there was no way he was letting you go until he got what he desired….suddenly, he’d pull away with his mouth only to quickly substitute your pleasure with his fingers whilst he spoke to you. Feeding you every positive affirmation he could think of…complimenting your beautiful smile down to your legs; rubbing them gently. He didn’t just admire you, he practically worshipped you. Leaving kisses on those stretch marks displayed across your pudgy tummy. He loved all of it and thought that you should do the same. He was adamant in letting you know there was nothing for you to be ashamed of. “You’re so fucking sexy. Trust me..she’s not even half the woman you are. Never could be, baby. The next time she says something, just think about the fact that you have the one thing she doesn’t..” he’d declare, proceeding to spit onto your folds and continue licking. Not once did he break eye contact because he wanted to see all of the expressions that came across your face..he was right. She’d brag and boast about her husband who loved her so much to anyone who’d listen. That was at least in the public eye..however, behind the closed doors of a dressing room, crying into the arms of her best friend, she’d confess that he hadn’t touched her in months. That he seemed distant and cold and she was worried about an affair. Your kind nature couldn’t bear harboring such a secret but the side of you that wanted revenge for watching that bully’s abuse to other girls; bragging about her appearance, wealth and everything else she could flaunt as an adolescent, up into adult hood…you were enjoying this. You wanted the bitch to suffer and quite frankly, see her man getting fucked by the very type of woman she swore she was superior to!

“Lay back f’r me, sweetheart and put those fucking legs up..”

By this point, Reiner’s entire demeanor had seemed to shift. He was still very much hungry for that delicious nectar but he was done with the sweet, charming, innocent demeanor. Quite frankly, it couldn’t come soon enough. You needed him to take what was his! To be dominant, aggressive and pound every single ounce of tension from your body. You were sopping wet with a linear trail of slick, seeping down your slit and he had just the plan to add to the mess. Quickly standing to his feet, he’d take the place of your palms and squeeze the supple flesh of your thighs..he’d already previously undressed so when he came up, that erect cock did along with it as well. He was aching for you..so much so, the only way he’d be able to gain relief was to bury himself inside of you. That’s when you’d feel him lob a trail of spit onto your folds before rubbing that tip against you…you couldn’t handle another moment of being teased so luckily…

“You’re about to get all of this dick, I hope you know that..”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing…take this pussy. Fuck me..”

..he didn’t make you wait long! A moment later, you’d feel that tip split open your folds and enter your warmth. It felt damn near divine being inside of you. He practically trembled; cursing aloud when he was met with the sensation of your walls constricting around him. This was all he wanted, all he needed and he’d be content as long as he could have you. “This pussy’s so fucking tight…goddamn, she never feels this good.” Chuckling to himself because he couldn’t believe just how starkly different his experience was with you and his wife. Oftentimes, he found himself bored or not even remotely aroused. She’d complain that it was too much or that she couldn’t fit it all the way. She didn’t like to do any of the nasty things you preferred and when it came to giving him oral sex, she downright refused. Just recently, he stopped trying altogether and always claimed he was too exhausted for sex. Meanwhile, he was buried balls deep inside of you every chance he got!

“Mmmmph, take it, baby. Keep fucking me, just like that..”

Whimpering as you rubbed your clit..stroking that bud slowly..your gaze was fixated on his, a smile on both of your faces as he nestled every inch into you. His strokes were consistent, deep and a little fast. He couldn’t be vexed to take it slow tonight. He needed to give it to you the way you deserved. “Who’s pussy is this, baby? Huh? Tell me..” questioning as he grasped for your ankles, placing gentle kisses along your instep and growling into your skin. He wasn’t letting up for anything. Not until he was damn well satisfied..

“Y-yours, daddy. Oh my gosh..”

crying out with a frail whimper as his pace sped up. Chewing at your bottom lip, you’d push at his abs to feign him off but that only did more to fuel his desire to wreck you. Instead, you found yourself hoisted up mid air and cradled in his huge arms. Being propelled up and down on his cock as he slammed you down onto it. Reiner was a brick house of a man, courtesy of all the years he spent playing football. With the bank account to match. By all accounts, he lived the dream life that so many sought after…millions in his account, large, picturesque home and a model wife but the one thing that alluded him…the one person he desired most was right here.

“Fuck….it should’ve been you, baby. It was always supposed to be you. You’re the one that should be wearing that ring, my last name..you should have her life.”

his words becoming far more enunciated, filled with much more passion and aggression..he craved you so badly he could feel it every fiber of his soul. He’d do anything to keep you around..no matter the cost. Clawing into his back, (y/n) cried out his name and let him know that you mirrored his sentiments and that regardless of titles, rings or legalities, he belonged to you! The only one who’d truly ever love him..

“I’m not going anywhere, I promise..”

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captain-natey · 10 months

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You thought I forgot about my snk requests? ha!

"Tired from their work day, Levi happy to finally see Pet"

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the-traveling-poet · 6 months

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I read your recent Levi fic and I absolutely love your writing??? May I request a canon verse Levi fic too? A fic where the reader is Levi's wife and she visits him at the survey corps and a lot of the people are in awe of her and are shocked finding out the husband she's looking for is Levi and not Erwin? Just some funny fluff! Bonus points for the reader being more soft and affectionate in public with him so we have a cute embarrassed Levi!! Thank you Lynn!

Surprise Visitation

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After months apart, you’re finally able to take the time to visit your loving husband in the military. Though many knew you wed a soldier of the Survey Corps, no one had ever really seen you hand in hand with your lover.

During your visit, no one is surprised to see your presence flitting about HQ. Rather, their surprise lies in who you rush towards with a radiant grin once the Commander’s office doors open after a long meeting.

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Pairings: Husband!Levi x Wife!Reader

Warnings: Language, suggestive comments

SWF, established marriage, fluff, cannonverse

taglist: @21aurora @deepzombieyouth @braunsbabe

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A/N: ofc annon! Fluffy humor within the corps is something I’ll never tire of writing and this idea is soooo cuteeee!

As always if anything written doesn’t fit your preferences, I’ll happily rewrite!

🤎Enjoy~

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Taking in a deep breath of the sweet spring air, you smiled. Today was the day you’d finally made it up to the Scouting Legion’s HQ to visit your distant lover.

It had seemed like years flew by in the span of a few simple months since the last time you came to visit your man. But regardless of the passage of time, you’d always come to greet him with the same enthusiasm you’d held the day you walked down the isle towards him all at time ago.

Adjusting your already pristine attire, you took in one last breath before walking up the stairs laid before you. You pushed open the doors and immediately relaxed as you took in the ambiance of the room. Many of the soldiers you saw milling about during their mid day meal you recognized, much to your joy. Perhaps not every soldier here sparked recognition in your mind, but over the years and your countless visits in the past, you’d grown to recognize several familiar faces who’d managed to live through the many expeditions they’d charged through.

Showing warm smiles to acquaintances and strangers alike as you passed, you continued to keep your eyes peeled for the man who held tight your heart. In anxious excitement you twisted the ring on your finger, eager to find someone you knew on a more personal level amongst the crowd to converse with. You didn’t have to search too long before, the face of someone you knew all too well crowded your vision.

“Y/N!” Hange’s shrill voice cut through the murmurs and idle chitchat of the mess hall, causing a grin to flit across your face.

“Section Commander Hange!” you greeted, throwing your arms wide to engulf them in the hug you knew ahead of time they would launch at you. Expecting correctly, you loosed a forced breath as they slammed into your arms.

Behind them trailed a mix of soldiers, some you vaguely recognized and others you’d never met before.

“Captain Hange, who is this?” a young man peered around his Captain to ask, his light brown eyes shining in curiosity.

“Moblit, you haven’t met Y/N yet!” Hange gasped, releasing you from their tight hug.

“This is Mrs. Y/N, the one I was telling you about just the other day! We go way back.” They explained excitedly, grinning as they draped an arm around your shoulders. They ignored the curious brow you raised their way.

“Oh and Y/N dear, this is Moblit! He’s my newest assistant!”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” you greeted the young man with a warm smile, offering out your hand for him to take. Color rose to the cadet’s face as he awkwardly accepted your handshake.

“T-the pleasure is mine!” he managed to stammer out. “What brings you to HQ, ma’am?”

“Oooh, that would be her lover boy!” Hange butted in, giving you a mischievous grin.

“I’m here to see my husband,” you explained easily to Moblit, who tried his best to mask his disappointment.

“Husband? I wasn’t aware anyone in the Corps were married,” he wondered aloud. In turn, you greeted the rest of Hange’s new squad, congratulating them on their new positions under the crazed scientist and provoking many eased laughs from them as you went. You got along with them well; able to laugh freely and talk with them as if you’d known them well for years.

“How come we haven’t heard of you before now? Someone in the Corps with a wife waiting for them…That’s news to all us.” A young girl piped up, offering you a shy smile as she admired the intricate band of gold on your hand.

“My husband isn’t one to delve into personal matters with others, I’m afraid.” you waved off with a chuckle.

“Speaking of husband, he should be coming out of the meeting soon.”

Turning around, you came face to face with Miche, prompting a grin from you.

“Miche! It’s been forever, how are you?” You questioned with a laugh as he bent at the waist in order to accept your embrace properly. Standing back up straight, he offered you the same warm smile in return.

By now a small crowd had formed around you, as new and old cadets alike fired off questions left and right. You tried your best to entertain them all, while Hange and Miche merely watched on as you struggled with a laugh.

“Your husband is in the meeting? You mean to say he’s a Captain?” Some asked, while others persisted on knowing who this man was.

“You can say that,” Hange chuckled, offering you a pat on the back before they made their way over to the far side of the group.

“I’ll go fetch him if you like. I know he would~”

You waved off their suggestive grin with a chuckle, blushing despite yourself.

“He’ll be out sooner or later, no need to rush him. He’s a busy man; leading all these people.”

A near uproar followed your statement, bringing forth a whole new wave of questions about your husband’s identity. But before you could answer a single one, the doors to the mess hall opened and in walked the Commander, flanked by several Captains.

“Ah, Mrs, Y/N. I was informed you’d be arriving today.” Commander Erwin greets you with an easy smile as he approached the quickly dispersing crowd surrounding you. Grinning, you easily opened your arms to him and gave him a quick hug.

“Commander; it’s been so long!”

This, of course, prompted more whispers from the crowd who monitored your ever movement closely. Those brave enough sook out Hange to satisfy their curiosity.

“C-captain Hange…She’s with Commander?”

“The Commander has a wife?”

“He married her?”

Hange merely chuckled, a mischievous glint in their eyes before speaking over their shoulder to their cadets. “Nah, I’m afraid our Commander is as single as they come.”

The younger recruits fell silent almost immediately at this, confusion quelling their curiosity only for a moment. Before any one them could speak up, they all found themselves whipping their heads to stare in your direction as you gasped aloud.

“Babe!” You cried, tears of relief and joy stinging your eyes as you rushed towards the parting crowd. The last to enter the over crowded mess hall snapped his gaze up in an instant at your cry, eyes widening and arms dropping to his sides.

The cadets watched on in utter amazement as you rushed towards Captain Levi, your arms held wide open and a broad grin stretching your face. You rushed into his arms so fast you nearly toppled the short man over. His arms came up to hold you awkwardly, giving your shoulders a light pat as he stepped back.

Looking up at him in slight confusion, you saw how Levi’s eyes darted about the gaping crowd; his face flushed pink.

“Awe Levi baby, let them stare; I’ve missed you so much, just ignore it!” You gushed, brushing stray hairs from his forehead and running your thumbs over his burning cheeks. He scoffed softly and glared down at the ground, but kept one hand firmly placed on the small of your back, regardless of his embarrassment.

“Missed you too, darling,” he mumbled against your hair, keeping his eyes trained on the ground while the mess hall stared on in awe.

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taohs · 1 year

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Mikasa ☆ Ackerman

Mikasa coloring request for @okkottsus ♡

#snkedit #snk #aot #attack on titan #mikasa ackerman #shingeki no kyojin #userokkottsus #usergokalp #usergojoana #usertorichi #usermica #usernikiforova #mine #e:colorings #angie bb thank you for requesting!!!#so sorry for taking a million years to finish #hope you will like this coloring of the queen *kith kith*

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thecuriousquest · 1 month

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Thinking about an NSFW with Yandere Levi where maybe the reader is being a brat. His response? He inserts a gun in her and starts fucking her with it. She is scared shitless but can't struggle too much because what if he accidentally shoots her? And he is like, "I won't stop until you cum." But she is just so scared that it's hard for her to cum.

Pleasure Spot

Yan!Levi Ackerman x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Yandere themes, NSFW (gun fucking) guns, condescending behavior, degradation

I have decided to start writing sexual content again. Ask Box is still temporarily closed. Thank you for your patience.

Master List

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The barrel is thick and hollow. With these new tech advancements, the barrel is shorter versus the former musket.

It’s not much of a relief though as you feel it sliding in and out by Levi’s brutal hand. He knows just the right way to make it feel good. And you WONDER how does he know how to handle this weapon in such a pleasurable way?

However, you’re still scared for your life. Your cunt grips it tight, almost as if trying to suck it in further only to have him pull it out and thrust it back in. With the way you’re bent in half, you can see the cream of your dripping pussy cling to the metallic black.

Forcing yourself not to squirm is the hardest thing every time you feel him slide over the little goddess-like pearl built into your walls. And he knows it too. He knows just how scared you are, sweating with trepidation.

One wrong move, and you might not be able to bear children ever again.

One little slip, and you’ll definitely bleed out like a gushing period.

You’ll be dead if you’re lucky because the pain would certainly be astronomical. You know even a skilled surgeon might not be able to help you with something that severe.

So you grit your teeth and shiver a little, your thighs only quaking in the slightest as beads of sweat drip down your body from how you have to force yourself not to wriggle around too much.

And the way he looks at you the entire time, with a sick smirk and those piercing gray eyes.

“Levi…please…”

It’s a whisper, your voice horse from stifling any noise which tried to escape.

“Please, what? Please fuck you harder? Maybe slower?”

You squeeze your eyes shut and grip your thighs as the barrel of the gun plows back into you.

“Maybe with my finger on the trigger?” Levi teasingly adds, his cruelty only intensifying.

You shake your head before arching your back as the weapon glides back over your sensitive little spot.

“I hope this teaches you to keep that mouth in check. Now, come on my gun, bitch. Do it, or I’ll keep going until you pass out.”

But you can’t! You simple are too scared. What if the pulsing in your walls accidentally does something to set it off? What if his finger twitches and pulls the trigger? What if…

Oh, but you have to admit, the way the metal went from cold to warm, and the way he’s sticking it so far up your weeping pussy. It feels good.

None of this is helping the fact that you’re so scared of upsetting Levi. You want to come and get this nightmare over with, but you’re struggling because you fear what might happen if you do.

You’ll be dead if your orgasm causes some kind of horrible situation with the gun in your body to occur.

You’ll never have to see Levi again, but you’ll be dead.

You’ll never have the chance of escaping and living the rest of your life in peace because you will be dead.

“Levi, please, don’t make me do this!”

And he’s grabbing your jaw and sliding the gun out to point it at your temple. You can feel the creamy mess against your head as he increases the pressure.

“You’re going to do exactly as I say because you’re nothing more than a needy little come slut to me. Understand?”

He taps your forehead with the tip of the gun, reveling in the way your eyes shine with tears of anxiety and terror, taking joy in the way you flinch.

You can barely squeak out a “yes, sir”.

The fucking picks up in speed, and he’s now rubbing that delicate button of overwhelming nerves in your slick cunt.

You arch your back and rear your head.

“Sir! I’m sorry! I’m sorry, sir! I…I can’t…”

Your whines, whimpers, and cries are pitiful. They’re exactly what Levi needs to hear.

Judging by how your swollen pussy is throbbing and pulsating on the thick barrel of the gun, he can conclude the spasming is connected to your orgasm.

You gush waves of pleasure all over the weapon, leaving the black coated in your creamy substance. He finally removes the gun from your womanhood and tosses it on the table next to you.

“I don’t even know why you were so scared. Thing wasn’t even loaded. Crybaby.”

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