#so my brain came up with this

[diningwiththeasquiths]

I have this scenario in my head...

Robby goes into group therapy to deal with his childhood neglect and the fact that his new half-sibling is now receiving all the love and care that he missed out on.

During this group therapy he meets a boy whose father's been in jail for most of his life and is now trying to turn his own life around before he ends up in the same place as his father, or worse.

They really hit it off, and start hanging out outside of therapy as well. At some point Robby finds out that his new friend is the son of one of his dad's old buddies, Dutch.

Slowly, while supporting each other during their healing process, their friendship blossoms into something more.

#sometimes I have strong Robby feels #our boy deserved so much better #and still does tbh #also I'd love more Dutch-related stuff on the show #so my brain came up with this #robby keene #dutch karate kid #what would he name his kid? I can only think of 'Holland' lmao

[shadowtraveled]

"mithrun is the only real monsterfucker in dungeon meshi" is objectively the funniest bit you can get out of his everything, but in all seriousness i think his attraction to his love interest is deliberately overstated—and that makes sense, because romantic jealousy is a classic and digestible motive, which is explicitly what kabru was aiming for in condensing mithrun's backstory, and also because until chapter 94, mithrun wasn't willing to admit to the true nature of his desires.

but because romantic envy is both classic and digestible, it probably isn’t a unique enough or complicated enough desire to tempt a demon’s appetite. mithrun’s wish, as far as we can figure from kabru’s reduced retelling, was to have a life in which he had never become one of the canaries, and that carries like 3857 implications and desires within it. that’s delicious. his love interest acts as sort of a red herring to his motivation for making it, though. (side note: i'm saying "love interest" here because, keeping in mind that i barely speak japanese on a good day anymore, "想い人" is something i'd usually take as just kind of an old-fashioned and romantic way to refer to a lover, but in context i wonder if both the connotation of yearning and the vagueness are intentional, and i think this phrasing gets those aspects of it more effectively. anyway.)

mithrun considered his love interest to be untrustworthy. there was a minute where i thought that comment might be about a similar-looking elf (yugin, one of his squad members), but comparing the two…

the "sketchy" arrow is definitely referring to the elf we know as his love interest—the bangs go toward her right, she only has the one forehead ornament, and, most notably, her ears aren't notched.

every time she’s given a full-body depiction in his dungeon, she’s drawn as a chimera, with the body of a snake from the waist down. (side note: the “what if a dungeon has chimeras before reaching level 4?”/“then the dungeon lord is unstable” exchange just being mithrun grilling his past self alive is so funny. he’s so. but anyway) there are a couple things about this.

first, the snake part of the chimera appears to be modeled after some species of coral snake mimic

which, in the biology-for-fun manga, i… doubt is a coincidence, especially with the added context of the “untrustworthy” comment. the dungeon’s conjured illusion of mithrun’s love interest was a harmless copycat of a venomous original. for whatever reason, he felt this person was a threat and made up a "safe" version of her to be in a relationship with, and while it’s definitely possible to be attracted to or even love someone you find to be toxic and/or intimidating, when you take that into consideration alongside the configuration of her body, you get some interesting implications.

which brings us to our second point: if we assume that mithrun was not in fact fucking a snake, then sexual attraction, at least, was so far removed from his idea of a relationship with this person that he did not even bother to keep her dungeon copy human enough to maintain the illusion of the option of a sexual relationship. this is somewhat echoed in the depictions of their interactions, which also imply a frankly unexpected romantic distance. she kisses his cheek and he doesn't seem to react; she's at the edge of a narrow bed with only one set of pillows, on top of his blankets while he's underneath them.

the kiss is particularly interesting because it seems to contrast the text. kabru's narration tells us this was everything mithrun could have asked for, but mithrun is there looking unreadable to pensive, likely because this is right before the panel that makes it clear things in the dungeon are beginning to go wrong.

walking through this backwards for a minute, we have the physical barrier of his bedding and the spatial separation inherent in a bed made for one person, the emotional barrier of his mounting anxiety getting in the way of his ability to enjoy the affection he sought, and... the snake, which historically carries the connotation of temptation, yes, but also mistrust, barring physical intimacy. okay. ok. if a dungeon reflects the mentality of its lord, all of this might suggest that mithrun was not able to have any real desire for a relationship with this person. his unwillingness to be vulnerable or let another person in was insurmountable. but in that case, why was she such a focal point that she remained to the end, after his dungeon had stopped creating iterations of his friends to come and visit him? why would he get so upset over her meeting with his brother that he became lord of a dungeon about it?

well. mithrun's brother was also interested in her, probably genuinely. and mithrun had to win.

you have an older brother who your parents completely ignore, probably in part because he is chronically ill/disabled and almost definitely in part because he received a ton of recessive traits that resulted in rumors that he was an illegitimate child. you are aware, most likely because those same parents fucking told you, that you actually are an illegitimate child. but they keep you around because you had the good fortune of looking just like your mother. what can that possibly teach you but that you, like your brother, are disposable?

it's utterly unsurprising that mithrun, under these circumstances, developed a pathological need to be better than everyone around him. people don't keep you otherwise. i'd argue this is also why he says he looked down on everyone he knew while milsiril claims his dungeon reeked of feelings of inferiority—he sought out people's worst traits and prioritized them in his mind to protect his already extremely fragile sense of self-worth, and all the while he tried to be as likable and high-performing as he possibly could be. his parents disposed of him anyway, but even then he tried to keep up the performance. he was kind to everyone. he never once lost to a dungeon.

when he saw his "love interest" meeting up with his brother, what he saw was himself being replaced by a person his parents had always treated as worthless, and if that was what they thought of the child they'd kept, what value could anyone possibly see in the bastard they'd given away to die? mithrun and kabru tell the story like he wanted to win this unnamed elf's heart, but it was never about being with her. it was about cementing his worth, proving that he didn't deserve to be thrown away.

and so it's particularly cruel that his demon discarded him, too. but maybe it's also particularly gentle that, in the end, there was someone who refused to even consider giving up on him.

kui laid it out in three panels better than i could hope to.

yeah. it's love. you wanted to be loved, even when the only way you were able to understand it was through the desire to be wanted, and you wanted that so badly that the idea of being consumed felt like the promise of finally mattering to someone.

#dungeon meshi spoilers #mithrun #dungeon meshi #this has been rotating for a while but i wanted to check my evidence before getting into it thanks user angelspenance for posting that meme #half of this is just the text and the other half i'm sure has been said before but it's making my brain [radio static] so here this is #someone did for sure mention this but i do find it very cute that in his fucked up conjured world meant to portray his ideal reality #his teammates came to visit him. like part of the fantasy was then explicitly that they cared about him and were his friends. even though #he says he tried to see the worst in them. #hm it does feel important to note that i do also believe 100% in mithrun suicidality--his desire to be eaten does seem to focus a lot on #wanting it to be Over. wanting not to be left incomplete and empty anymore. #but that loops back around a bit to the hole in your heart that appears when you feel unloved. it's many things and the same thing at once #snakes #long post #severe problems #meshy

[tastycitrus]

"cassandra cain is an innocent cinnamon roll who can do no wrong" incorrect. this is canon accurate cassandra cain

#cassandra cain #batgirl #thinking about the weird infantilization of cass as an innocent uwu baby that happens in fanon sometimes and uh #for some reason my brain came up with this so here you go #i drew this over the callie calamari version so i had to erase the callie pic #but it would've looked weird without a background so i uh. googled grey background and slapped that on

[tummysmoocher]

Imagining him sitting on a couch under me, moaning and trying to stifle burps. He can ask me to stop but he keeps eating anyway, taking everything I put in front of his mouth. His shirt is pulled up and resting on his bloated tummy, his jeans undone and framing his lower belly perfectly. Weakly letting his head fall back as he rubs his stomach with one hand and runs the other through his hair. How I would get on my knees between his thighs just to kiss his belly everywhere, pulling little whines and gasps from his lips, my teeth nipping at the soft spot of underbelly below his navel. Enough to drive me crazy.

#AND THEN ID GIVE HIM HEAD CRAZY SLOPPY INSANE STYLE #AN EE WAYZ. HELLO. #wg text #soft feedism #I’m not proof reading this my brain literally just came up with it to push me over the edge while jackin it and I’m writing it down #so that I don’t forget it basically.

[heartorbit]

a fool and a sinner

#heyy WATCH REVUE STARLIGHT[TRAIN PASSES OVERHEAD] I SAID WATCH REVUE ST [FOGHORN] [SIRENS] #revue starlight #revstar #hikari kagura #kagura hikari #shoujo kageki revue starlight #Girl you're so damn dramatic get your ass up and continue the cycle #STFU AND START ONCE AGAIN BUILDING THE TOWER THAT WILL INEVITABLY FALL 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 #i'm back in my bimonthly revsta haze. Oh my god starry session revival was SOOOOOOOOOO. #i missed seeing kukugumi performing together. And oh my god mayanana sirius. OH MY GODDDDDDD #PRIDE AND ARROGANCE WAS ONLY SUPPODE FTO BE KAORUKO AND THEY WERE LIKE THATS CRAZY CAN WE MAKE TOXIC YURI OUT OF THIS? IKUTERU GET UP THERE #i screamed. all i can say #semester AMOST OVER assignments MANAGEABLE status: ALIVE #pretend i didnt post a drawing of myself coughing uo blood on twitter 24 hours ago. teehee #i need to rewatch gekijouban. Will be a little treatfor me after my last assignment gets handed in #Also theres this rpgmaker game ive been following that finally came out this year and inknow it will give me brain worms im so excited to #play it. ALSO I HAVE AN EMU TO POST I DID AN AGGIE WITH MY CLASSMATE but i gotta clean her up. maybe tonight after homework. amen #its her n cinnamorolllll so cutessss SOOOO CUTES

[heynhay]

let's drive out

#klance #voltron #vld #this came to my brain via Valentine Texas by mitski but im not offficially linking it bc i have something dif in mind fpr later #and this one is a faithful visual recreation of the lyrics but not an emotionally faithful one so. i can do better #anyway being taken out to camp in the bed of a pickup truck is like. haha. one of my dark twisted evil romantic fantasies #my country bumpkin upbringing showing through #now you guys know how horrible and wild my unhigned crazy thoughts are...... how unspeakably deranged..... #art #my art #bro im such a fucking faker i will fr get on my soapbox about how often klance fight (even romantically) and then draw the tenderist shit #like 40 times over #so let me amend and clarify by saying this was somehow some stupid shit. #like lance set this up but its because theyve been competing for best date (theres a physical scoreboard on the fridge) #and keith was probably trying to act aloof so that lance wouldnt score as many points #but got so comfy he fell asleep (+15 for lance its going on the scoreboard) #+ lance is abt to sharpie a moustache on his face #mitski

[hiphopcherrrypop]

dey're like his wingmen

#bucchigiri?! #bucchigiri #bucchigiri fanart #matakara asamine #tomoshibi arajin #zabu #komao #idk how to draw any of them #trying to draw anime hair makes me feel like throwing up + also throwing myself in a ditch #help meeee #guys. guys. guys. g #hello my brain. can i hyperfixcate on like anything else #i'm like actually going bonkers insane i'm tweaking #i've had work every day since it aired and im losing it every break i have i just be searching up bucchigiri on every site istg #I FORGOT TO VCOLOR THEIR ARMBANDS 👎 #and i realizing somehow only now i drew komao's skirt too short he is oging to get dress coded i fear #matakara is sooo cute he looks so ouppy #I DIDNT KNOW SENYA WAOULD BE SO SILLY BILLYYYY EITHER #LIKE WHAT R U BEING A CUTIE PATOOTIE MAKING :3 FACES FOR!!! #me actting shocked that an original anime that literally came out 4 days ago doesnt have a million billion fans 😨😱??? #thair heights are messed up my bad whatever #zabu kakeru #sakigake komao

[ibrithir-was-here]

Sooo I wrote a…weird little thing, a certain comic by @mayhemchicken-artblog got my creative juices percolating and under the press of staying up far too late for several days this came to fruition, enjoy!

The Eye of the Beholder

Link to the Comic

#my art #reincarnation #comics #tpodg #the picture of dorian gray #basil hallward #(why did he reincarnate as a girl with Dorian’s face? #cuz that was how the mad idea came to me at 2am #plus it’s easier to hide the ‘birthmarks’ with long flowing locks #my brain is weird ) #lord henry wotton #dorian gray #gothic literature #really the thought I had here was basically #man it would be so messed up to be haunting the body of the person who murdered you #especially if you loved them #and I think Basil deserves both a second chance and to get to be actually upset about that betrayal #even if as Rosemary she can’t really remember it #but also this is gothic fiction nobody just gets handed a happy ending you gotta work through stuff #sorry hon #tw body dysmorphia #tw stab wound #Rosemary is for Remembrance

[inchidentally]

in which Oscar is a very tired partner to two beautiful but very fussy people

#landoscar #twinklaren #mctwinks #lily zneimer #he complains and yet he runs his life around them and brings them up at every opportunity #mine #I am SO sorry my videos are always so ugly it's the thought that counts ??? #the way his brain fuzzed over when the pic of Lando came up #dopey little grin #buzzfeeduk #oscar's lando obsession #oscar's lando smile #lilylando

[oodlesodoodles]

#I was so impatient with this one and it came out bad i think #Think inking is just slapdash #But i do like the layout #I probably wont revisit this as much as it eats my brains #But do u see my vision #Harry is sitting there after poking around and being told to stop poking around and he watches kim tensing up #Oh he doesnt like this at all. Empathy failure. Check again #He is very tuned in to whats happening. If you talked to him his ass wouldnt be listening #He brought you here to see this on purpose

[juniperarts]

I think you like pavitr.. Don't know tho, its just a theory after all.

Idk what has you thinking that.

Interesting theory tho 🤔

Curious to know why you think so

He's an ok character I guess

*looks at my icon for a split second* anyways-

Imma go draw (not Pavitr)

#why my brain do this #it just saw him that first time I watched it and went HIM #we coming up on three months now since the movie came out and I'm still fixated on atsv and this boy #Imma draw other stuff ... trust #but you dont choose your hyperfixation ... it chooses you #and momma I'm going to embrace it this time around #because I think ATSV is a decent piece of media to be a bit unhinged about 🤭 #idk maybe cause it made feel something?? #thats what my sister and I joke about when we'd say we'd seen it 7 times in the theater #it gave me a very much needed/wanted spark of inspo #drive and motivation #that Ive been lacking for almost two years now #so yeah #anon #asks

[ryebecca]

Introducing His Royal Majesty, King Robert I of the House of Floyd. 👑 ✨ | (a royalty au)

#my brain shortcircuited and came up with this so here you go #tgmedit #bob floyd imagine #robert bob floyd imagine #bob floyd #robert bob floyd #top gun: maverick #lewis pullman #*myedit #*mymoodboard

[piratekane]

(post-3x05 kacy scene)

Warm fingertips press down against the thin skin on the inside of her wrist, a melody she knows that she knows but can’t quite place in the early grey of the morning, the sun rising, muted, through the low clouds outside the window. She was asleep a minute ago and there’s a dream quickly fading away as her eyes open slowly and the room shifts into focus.

“Morning,” Kate whispers, still sunken in her pillow.

“G’morning.” Lucy pulls the words from the back of her throat like she’s pulling cotton from a cattail. “Time s’it?”

Kate doesn’t roll over to check her phone. “Early,” she guesses. “Too early for our day off.”

A day off. A present for her jungle excursion, courtesy of Tennant. A whole day to let her body come down from the high of being chased through thick vegetation with a life hanging delicately in her hands. Lucy lets her eyes close again and sinks back into her pillow. She goes back to focusing on Kate’s fingers looped carefully around the wrist between them. Tap, tap, taptap. Tap, tap. A song, then. One that she knows but can’t quite place.

“Is that Boot Scootin Boogie?”

Kate exhales a short laugh. “Taylor Swift.”

“Who else would it be?” Lucy feels the bed shift as Kate slides a little closer. She can feel the soft heat coming off Kate’s bare arms and wants to reach for it, pull it back over her, close her eyes and slip back into sleep for just a little bit longer.

It was a long day yesterday, her nerves pulled to their breaking point. When she stepped over the threshold to their apartment, the weight she had been working so hard to push off came crashing down on her. She doesn’t remember tasting the pizza Kate ordered, doesn’t remember picking Love is Blind on the TV or queuing up where they left off. She doesn’t remember brushing her teeth or turning out the light.

She does remember Kate’s body warm behind her on the couch, her own body pressed to Kate’s front as they sat wrapped up in each other. She remembers Kate’s arms and how they wrapped low around her waist in bed and held her tightly. She remembers soft lips to her bare shoulder and I love you against her skin as she let the exhaustion take over.

She remembers the Kate of it all, the steady and warm and loving presence she’s come to need like oxygen in her lungs. She remembers the overwhelming feeling of love—one she thought she’d never find in a million years.

“I could sleep another hundred hours,” she admits, eyes still closed.

She feels Kate’s smile against the back of her hand. “You can. We have nothing planned today.”

The thought is so tempting. She could pull Kate’s arms around her, drape them over her like the light comforter they’re sharing, and let herself sink back into sleep. It’s not too far off; she could reach for it and be asleep in moments.

But Kate is awake and tapping out a Taylor Swift song against her pulse point and that usually means banana pancakes and a Golden Girls marathon and pressing Kate against the counter edge and kissing her until either their lungs start to burn or the pancakes start to smoke. Lucy loves those mornings and the way Kate tastes like the bites of bananas she snuck before mixing them into the batter.

“Did I dream yesterday?”

“Only if we were having the same nightmare.” Kate’s free hand pushes back some of Lucy’s hair. “Otherwise, it was real.”

Lucy slides her foot forward, curling her ankle around Kate’s calf. “I thought so.” She opens one eye, studying Kate’s profile. She’s committed it to memory by now. “I feel like a truck ran me over.”

“It did,” Kate murmurs. “That very much happened.”

Lucy sighs. Yesterday wasn’t a dream. She can see it vividly in her mind and she closes her eyes against it again, trying to fill it with Kate—Kate so close and so warm.

“I’m not ready to talk yet,” she admits. She isn’t. She can’t. She’s still working through her family in her own mind; she can’t possibly put into words what they’re like and what they’ve done to her and to each other.

“We don’t have to talk.” Kate’s voice is soft and genuine and Lucy thinks again—again and again—how lucky she is. “We can just lay here. We don’t have to do anything at all.”

Lucy knows Kate isn’t lying. She knows Kate won’t push and she won’t prod and she’ll let Lucy set the pace for when and where and how. And it sounds perfect—a whole day in bed with Kate and their bodies pressed close together, hidden away from the world.

But someone told her to live her life yesterday. Someone who had the courage to throw theirs to the wind and start over from scratch. Someone who proved that there are still good people in the world who want to do what’s right for the sake of doing the right thing. And even if she can’t talk about it yet, even if she’s not ready to unlock the ugly parts of her past and lay them out on the table, she’s not going to lay in bed all day and let the world just pass her by.

“No.” She opens both eyes, staring deeply into Kate’s brown ones. “Let’s get up. We can make pancakes.”

“Banana or blueberry?”

“Both,” she says, feeling greedy and not caring. “And bacon. And toast. And—“

Kate laughs. “Okay. Remember we can only eat so much.”

“I can eat so much. I’m from—“

“Texas, yes.” Kate laughs again and leans in, kissing Lucy softly and pulling away too soon.

Lucy thinks about chasing her, pressing her deep into the mattress and not stopping until she has to come up for air. But she settles on letting Kate pull away and slide out of bed, pulling her hair up into a ponytail that exposes the long line of her neck. In her thin tank top and her soft shorts, no one has ever looked more beautiful than Kate does right now.

Lucy may be holding some things back, may be keeping some things close to the vest, but this? This she wants to scream from the rooftops. This she wants everyone to know. This she wants to tell Kate.

“I love you.”

Kate looks back over her shoulder, a smile on her face that threatens to break through the grey clouds outside their window. “I love you too.”

Live your life, Lucy Tara.

Lucy smiles as she gets up and stretches her arms above her head, feeling the tension break in her shoulders. She is going to live her life. She’s going to take every moment and hold it tightly in her hands. She’s going to love Kate with every part of her that’s capable of it and when she’s ready she’ll tell Kate everything she wants to know.

“Lucy?”

Lucy looks up. “Hmm?”

“I said, we can make toast too. If you want.”

She thinks about it for a moment before she smiles. “Life is too short to skip the toast.”

Kate rolls her eyes, pulling the sheet back up on the bed. “Where did you read that?”

“That’s a Lucy Tara quote, free of charge.” She winks when Kate laughs and scrubs her hair back off her neck into a bun. “There’s more where those came from, by the way.”

“Lucky me,” Kate grumbles, still smiling.

“Yeah,” Lucy says softly. “Lucky you.” She holds Kate’s eyes for a moment. “Lucky us.”

Kate’s smile slips into shy before she clears her throat and gives the neatly-made bed one last pat. “Lucky us,” she echoes. She slips out of the bedroom and heads towards the kitchen, humming something under her breath.

Lucy watches her walk away and thinks: this is a good life. This is a life worth living.

She follows Kate.

#ncis: hawai'i #kacy #kate whistler #lucy tara #post-ep shenanigans #a next morning run-on sentence that won't let me go #i wrote this in my notes app during a family easter dinner so excuse me i was in the middle of passing the peas when this idea came to me #actually it was mashed potatoes and my cousin wouldn't shut up about tswift and i was like get me outtttttta here #and since my brain is kacy-mush anyway this just happened #k bye <3

[nuclearanomaly]

He didn't get the memo...

#ffxiv #Ninira Ninra #Estinien #Estinien Wyrmblood #Estinien Varlineau #wolstinien #Y'shtola Rhul #G'raha Tia #woo! managed to finish my haha the gang enjoying chill dawntrail time comic before dawntrail comes out #the comic that I guess maybe could be considered a lore drop lmao #I mentioned this in passing recently and so many people came to scream WHAT at me #teehee :^) #it's okay graha you're not the only one (clearly) #and if I had done this right there would have been a comic before this one actually lmao #but maybe I can make that one happen too (doubt) (hopeful) #technically my brain says there should be a part 3 follow up to this too but we will see #art: mine

[popsicle-stick]

I'd love to hear about your coloring/pose choices once you post your turnarounds ~

oh! well, while i'm here, i might as well post what i have so far

(the first 2 turns are their initial look, the third is their final look)

so! with jonathan, i initally went for a homely, warm look - he's fresh and a little nervous, kitted out in travelling gear that i'm sure he (and/or mina) bought especially for the occasion - i feel like he hasn't gone much beyond england before. i admit i was kind of spiteful and stole the red scarf from the league of extraordinary gentlemen's mina - which made this discovery from the milwaukee ballet version all the more serendipitous! by the end, he, like everyone, is in funeral gear, but he retains the scarf - it's matted and covered and grime, but it stays there. it helps break up the black, but also, it could maybe stand for a lot of Thematic Motifs, like love, sex, transgression, and, uh, blood. take your pick. also - not that important and it's hard to see, but i hc him with dark grey eyes, and when his hair changes, i really like the idea of his eyes becoming paler and washed out looking.

for mina, i wanted her to seem to seem unremarkable on first glance, but if you look closer, her outfit is supposed to be slightly masculine, with the waistcoat and collar. that's as much as she allows herself, though. she's a woman in a financially and socially vulnerable situation, and so i feel like she's someone who cares a lot about how she presents herself, and i wanted this to show. for her end-of-book look, i wanted her to match jonathan somewhat with the vampiric vibes. in her case, it's literal, so i took her eyes from a dark brown to deep red, and she's a very uncharacteristic mess. in both cases, i feel i was maybe a LITTLE on the nose with the dracula-eque vibes at the end, but whatever! who cares. she can wear what is essentially a red silk-lined dracula cloak because she should be able to have a bit of vampire swag in this testing time

#also i think it was linguisticparadox on the server who came up with the cosmic brain idea that mina knitted his scarf for him....cry #it makes everything so much more meaningful too #anyway. jonathans final look is very much alexa play wasteland by the mission #i'm about to start on van helsing which should be fun. by the end i want a full lineup that i can bung in my portfolio #WOW this is so much more explanation than what really went into these small drawings afhkafl

[kariighost]

A snowy day in January ❄️🌨️

18+ MDNI

Looking out the giant window that sits above the bed you share with Levi, you start to see snow coming down hard outside. It’s a beautiful sight really, because just outside your bedroom window sits the backyard, which is mostly a big section of grass that leads to a forest. The once green grass was now covered in white, and you lay pressed to the glass, hands clutching for purchase at the window, panting heavy and creating foggy imprints.

“Well… would you look at that” Levi’s deep voice strains to say from behind you, slowly trailing his hand up your spine and to the back of your head, grabbing a fistful of hair and craining your head up so you get a better look outside

“What a sight….” He sighs out. He stops his harsh thrusts into your tight entrance, holding you flush to him, making you cockwarm him for a few minutes. He leans over your back, one hand still fisting your hair, the other trailing over to your breast and slowly kneading it, driving you absolutely crazy

“You, completely filled by me, while we watch a snowstorm” he whispers in your ear while you whimper. You wanted him to move so bad, you were dripping all over him at this point.

He wiggled his hips a little, somehow sinking himself even deeper inside you, if that was even possible, you damn near felt him hit your cervix. Once he was satisfied with how deep he was, he starts up again, lewd wet noises filling the air around you, him making your ass smack back into him over and over and over. The pace was even more frenzied then before

“ffffffuuuuuck” you whimpered out “Levi .. lev…iiiii… please” his thrusts were brutal, pressing you more and more into the glass window.

His grip on your hair tightened, the hand that was kneading your breast moved lower and lower, slowly playing with your clit, making you start to shake

“Come for me… I need you to come for me” he whispers in your ear once more, almost sounding desperate. And you do, with a broken cry, eyes filling with tears of relief, you finally come around his cock. “Thaaaats it.. good girl” he growls, his thrusts start to slow just the tiniest bit before he leans over your back, one of his hands slamming up onto the window, the other holding you up. He bites your shoulder as he finally releases inside you, growling into your skin

“Fuck… take it…take all of it” and you do. Feeling his release fill you up, as you finally open your teary eyes to look out at the beautiful snow falling from the sky, feeling only Levi and hearing only his sounds.

What a perfect way to wake up.

#it snowed this morning and so my brain came up with this #levi ackerman #levi aot #levi ackerman x reader #snk levi #daddy levi #attack on titan #levi thoughts #levi x reader #captain levi #n.sfw