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mika-no-sekai-blog · 4 months

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Word count: 2600+

Warnings: mentions of war, anxiety, vomiting, blood and dead animal

In books there's no mention of Tamlin being able to winnow, but for the sake of story, let's pretend he can

Also this fanart😍 I'm into dark guys, but this one would do too

Part III | Part V

You woke up with a jolt, unable to take a breath. Something was pushing you from behind into sturdy, but warm object, crushing you. You squirmed and scratched until the thing under you stiffed and moved. It was alive. The grasp on back of your head and waist loosened a bit and you sat up gasping for air. As soon as you calmed down, you looked back to see what held you. Your eyes widened as you recognized the person next to you.

Tamlin was still asleep, lying on top of the blanket on your bed. He looked tired and torn, his cloths were dirty with bloody stains, his golden hair all dishevelled. He didn't have a single scratch on his skin, though he seemed to be trapped in another nightmare. He was moaning, gritting his teeth and frowning. His head was tossing from side to side, fingers clenched into fists.

"Please.. no.. don't le-.." he murmured under the breath.

"Tamlin," you shook his shoulder. "It's just a bad dream. You are.. safe."

High Lord woke up panting. Swallowing hard he looked around, seemingly trying to remember where he was. His green eyes stopped on you. Confusion and pain on his face was replaced by relief.

"You are awake," he breathed out.

"So you are. How did this happen?" you gestured between him and your bed.

"Ah, this.. Don't worry. Nothing happened. You passed out and as it looks I fell asleep while taking care of you. When was the last time you ate?" smirking he slowly sat up, his face just an inch from yours. You tried to put some distance between you and him, but everything went dark for a second. His big hands caught you, grounding you. "Slowly."

"I'm fine now. Thank you."

Tamlin shook his head. "When was the last time you ate?" he repeated his question.

"I don't know," you admitted, shrugging. "Is the war over? Who won?"

"We did, but I already told you yesterday. Don't you remember?" he tilted head in rather an animal way.

You blinked confused. "Really? I-I don't remember any of that.."

"Hmm," he watched you with concern. "It's interesting. When I came in I thought cottage is empty. I couldn't sense you at all. Then you suddenly appeared in the shadows and when I told you we won, you passed out. Don't you really remember it?"

You frowned and shook you head.

"Well, never mind," Tamlin sighed. "Let's find you some food."

"I'm afraid I don't have any at the moment. I.. couldn't go out.. I-I was worried.." you blushed turning your gaze away from him.

A wicked grin appeared on Tamlin's face. "I thought you are angry at me and meanwhile," one brow raised up, "you worried for my wellbeing. I'm flattered."

You blushed even harder. Since when did you have such kind of feelings? You didn't recognize yourself. "I could feel it.. The magic of this world was..wild..roaring."

"Yeah, it was quite a tough fight," Tamlin was once again serious. "War is a horrible thing. Many lives were lost. Too many. Things you see on a battlefield.. It's hard to erase it from one's mind.."

You could feel the enormous weight burdening his shoulders. Suddenly you felt really sorry for him. He was just a young male and yet.. he had a great responsibility. Many lives depended on him. He had to rule entire Court and fae who lived there. He was protecting this land for so many years and then human woman came and things started to fall apart.

"I'm going to get us something to eat," Tamlin stood up, heading to door. "You stay here and try to rest. I'll return soon."

He stopped, hand on a handle. "Uhm.. can you handle a meat? I know you said you don't remember if you've ever eaten it, but.. unlike you I'm afraid I'm not able to collect mushrooms and herbs. I'd most likely poison us."

You giggled. "I'll give it a try," you agreed grateful for anything he could bring. Tamlin's cheeks turned pink. Nodding he left.

Barely twenty minutes passed when you heard Tamlin returning back. His steps were heavier than before. Curious you carefully went downstairs using walls for support. Seeing an animal slung over his shoulder, you yelped.

"You shouldn't stand up," Tamlin said calmly as if he wasn't carrying big deer.

"Are you going to," you swallowed, "cut it open here?" If you had anything in your stomach, you would throw it out right there on the spot. You felt faint and needed to sit down. When Tamlin took a note of your state, he let the deer fall to the ground and rushed to you.

"Easy, vicious witch," he smirked helping you sit to your armchair. The smell of the dead animal stuck on his clothes and you gagged.

"I'm sorry," breathing deeply you tried to work off the nausea.

"No, I am sorry. It should have occurred to me you might feel sick when you see this," he pulled away, fanning you with hand. "It was really bad idea." Thinking about something he narrowed the shining green eyes on you. "I could.." he said hesitantly, "clean it and roast it at my house." You nodded weakly with closed eyes. "But I don't want to leave you alone for so long in this state."

"Don't worry. I'll be fine. Just leave me here," you groaned, the desire to be as far from the dead animal's body and its smell as possible growing with every second.

He studied your face for a while. "Come with me," he said firmly. You wanted to object, but he continued before you could even open mouth. "You can rest in other room or take a walk around if you will feel up to it. I would be less worried. And meal won't unnecessarily cool down."

His gaze was too piercing and you had to look away. The very same feeling you had when you tried to go to check on him in his manor returned. Leaving this forest even for hour or two made you nervous. Whole your body was against it. You started sweating.

"I'll winnow us. No need to be afraid," Tamlin assured you. "Come." He pulled your hand lightly.

"I.."

"If you are afraid I will do something to you, no need to. If I would really want to, I already had a plenty opportunities, don't you think," he grinned and winked. Under all the playfulness there were traces of something dark, cold and painful. He was trying to suppress it, but you noticed it nonetheless.

Maybe it was for that pain that you agreed at last. Uneasiness was crushing you from inside and you had to repeat to yourself that it would be just for few hours and you would return back home.

Tamlin winnowed you as he said. When you dared to open your eyes a little, you found yourself in a room with big windows. It was impressive just as expected from High Lord's manor, but signs of neglect were visible all around. Every surface was covered in dirt and dust, some pieces of furniture were broken. Tamlin blushed looking around.

"I'm sorry for this," he gestured around. "This used to be the nicest room, but certain things happened and.. all servants left.. The state of my house is.. quite horrible at the moment."

Your eyes wandered around the room while he spoke, taking in beautiful details. You turned to him only when Tamlin stopped talking, waiting for your reaction.

"It is still very nice house. And bright," you smiled nervously. "It's so huge."

"For one person, it's too much," sadness filled his eyes. "If you want, you can look around or find some place to rest. Just.. stay nearby, please.. You know.. just in case you pass out again.." he added nervously as if his request needed an extra explanation. You heard that High Lord basically imprisoned his fiancée in the manor after their return from under the mountain and she broke down. That's when somebody from Night Court came to rescue her and she left him for the first time.

"I'm going to take care of the..meal," his voice snapped you out from your thoughts.

"Okay, I won't go far then," you promised and sent him reassuring smile. You watched your High Lord until he disappeared behind the doors on the opposite side, leaving it wide open. Was he really such bad person? He was gloomy, sad and broken, but down under it all, he seemed to be caring and gentle in his own way. You had mixed feelings.

You were weak and felt sick, so you decided to sit on chair near the window overlooking the garden. At least the anxiety of leaving the forest wasn't so bad right now. Resting you head against the frame of the window, you let your thoughts wander.

The peaceful moment didn't last long. Air changed and something felt off. Wondering what's going on you trailed in the direction Tamlin had disappeared in. It didn't take you long to find kitchen, the faint smell of dead animal guiding you. You were about opening the door when you sensed some stranger on the other side. His magic filled air with smell of dark chilly night, so strong it made a shiver ran down your spine. Whoever it was, he was powerful, more powerful than your High Lord. No matter how scary it was, it felt familiar in a certain way. You halted, trying to remember where did you met with such powers, but there was nothing.

You shook your head concentrating on a small gap in the ajar door. Peeking through it you could see Tamlin standing behind the table across the room, his hands dirty from the animal's blood. He was cutting - no, tearing it to pieces, obliviously ignoring the stranger standing on the other side whose back was turned to you.

"I just came to check on you," the stranger purred, even his voice was like silky night.

"Why would you bother?" Tamlin grunted, his eyes trained on the meat he was peeling off the skin.

"You saved my life which I'm really grateful for. Feyre said you even wished her a happiness. We used to be friends, Tam."

"Right, we used to. The past tense," Tamlin snarled.

Stranger stayed silent for a while, ignoring his words and looking around. "This house turned into a great mess. You should do something about that."

"Your mate made sure nobody stayed here," your High Lord snapped. Now it gave sense. The other male was Night Court's High Lord, the one Tamlin's fiancée ran to.

You could see Tamlin's discomfort, his shoulders tensed, jaw tightening. It worried you. You felt hate towards the male who came to tease him, to kick him while he was at the bottom. You were debating if you should go in and support him or stay hidden when Night Court's Lord spoke again.

"Are you really alone?"

Tamlin's gaze shot to the door you were hidden behind, flash of panic in his eyes. It took just mere second, but you noticed. He was afraid the other male could find you here. It was like a signal to stay where you were. "Yes," he rasped.

"Hmm," other male hummed amused. "Maybe I should send somebody to make you a company."

"Shove it up your ass, Rhysand! I don't want your sleuthhound to sniff around," Tamlin barked, his claws punched out.

So called Rhysand raised his hands in surrender. "It was just a friendly offer. You don't have enough men to guard the borderline. I can help you out with it."

"I. Don't. Need. You." Tamlin growled.

"Okay, I've got it. But if you change your mind or need help, let me know," Rhysand laughed and winnowed.

Tamlin stood there, his chest rising and falling as he heaved, sharp claws ready to tear the flesh into shreds. He was angry once again, pain all over his face. You hesitantly stepped out of your hideaway. His gaze shot to you, studying you from head to toe.

"How long were you eavesdropping on us?" His words were sharp like daggers.

"Long," you admitted calmly although your heart rate increased.

"So now you know.." he whispered, voice full of pain and looked down on his bloodied hands.

"That you are High Lord? I know it since I treated your wound."

His eyes shot up to you with surprise, searching your face for disgust, hate or any other emotion subjects of this court usually felt for him. He was taken aback when he found none of that.

"Will you leave like others did?" he asked in a small voice. "I.. won't stop you.."

"No," you answered simply. "I already told you I won't leave my home."

His lips pulled into a thin line. "Your cottage.. right.." he mumbled. He silently stood there staring absently at the table.

"So.. When will be the meal ready?" you changed topic, snapping him out of his thoughts.

Tamlin gave you a questioning look. "You don't mind eating with me?"

You huffed, raising a brow. "Have I ever given you such impression?" He searched your eyes and then returned back to portioning the deer.

"You know what I've done, don't you?" he asked while putting a piece of meat on the spit.

"I heard something."

"I see." You felt him watching you out of the corner of his eye.

You smiled. "Do you plan to lock me up in your manor?"

His head snapped up. "No," he hurried to answer. "I-"

"Easy," you stopped him. "I was just teasing you." You smiled wider. Slowly a shy smirk appeared on his face, his shoulders relaxed bit more.

A silence stretched between you. Tamlin was roasting the meat, while you were standing as far from the rest of the deer as possible, going through almost empty shelves. When his servants were leaving they took most of the useful things with them. In one of the cupboards you managed to find some plates and cutlery.

"Do you.. do you have a name?" Tamlin asked suddenly.

You hummed. "Probably, but I don't remember it," you said unexcited.

"So with your past you forgot also your name," he stated. You nodded. "Well then.. how should I call you?"

"I don't know. Does it matter?" you shrugged.

Tamlin stopped in the middle of reaching out to turn the meat, gaping at you. "Of course it matters. Everyone has name." He stepped closer, examining your face in disbelief. You gazed back at him. He was met with emptiness of your eyes. There was again no emotion, no sentiment nor desire. It was disturbing.

"If that's the case I will give you name," he decided lastly. He took his time, watching you, circling around you with thoughtful expression. "How about... No." He circled around you one more time. "I will call you.. Y/N. What do you think?"

"Well.. I guess it's..fine." It felt strange. You didn't want to, but nevertheless you cared. It was just a name, yet it changed you. You couldn't grasp what it had done to you, but it was big. You felt different.

"Fine?" He raised a brow. He watched you closely, lightly grinning at your reaction. "Your High Lord just gave you new name and you say 'fine'?" He really enjoyed teasing you. You shrugged.

Since then he made sure to call you by the name he gave you at every opportunity. It took some time, but at last you got used to it.

#tamlin x reader #pro tamlin #tamlin fanart #tamlin acotar #tamlin #high lord of spring #acotar #acotar fanfiction #rhysand acotar #rhysand #sarah j maas

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writing-reference-redux · 1 month

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I felt like sharing my collection of Latin phrases that may make good fanfic or fanart titles or inspiration. Some of the translations may be off, so you might want to double-check them before use. Also, I used capitalization liberally so you might also want to check where capitalization is actually indicated.

Ab Intra (From Within)

Acta Est Fabula (The play has been performed)

Acta Sancti ___ (The Deeds of Saint ___)

Ad Undas (to the waves / to hell)

Advocatus Diaboli (Devil's advocate)

Aegri Somnia (a sick man's dreams / troubled dreams)

Alea Iacta Est (the die has been cast / point of no return)

Apologia Pro Vita Sua (defense of one's life)

Caetera Desunt (the rest is missing)

Cedere Nescio (I know not how to yield)

Damnatio Memoriae (damnation of memory / denying someone ever lived)

De Nobis Fabula Narratur (their story is our story)

Decessit Vita Patris (died before their father)

Diem Perdidi (I have lost the day)

Dies Tenebrosa Sicut Nox (a day as dark as night)

Dolor Hic Tibi Proderit Olim (some day this pain will be useful to you)

Dulce Est Desipere In Loco (It is sweet on occasion to play the fool)

Dum Vivimus, Vivamus (while we live, let us live)

Dux Bellorum (war leader)

Ex Umbra In Solem (from the shadow into the light)

Festina Lente (hurry slowly)

Fortis Cadere, Cedere Non Potest (the brave may fall, but can not yield)

Fui Quod Es, Eris Quod Sum (I once was what you are, you will be what I am)

Graviora Manent (heavier things remain / the worst is yet to come)

Haec Olim Meminisse Iuvabit (one day, this will be pleasing to remember)

Hic Mortui Vivunt (here the dead speak)

Hinc Illae Lacrimae (hence those tears)

Hodie Mihi, Cras Tibi (Today it's me, tomorrow it will be you - of death)

Iacate Et Scire (Be still and know)

In Ictu Oculi (in the blink of an eye)

In Somnis Veritas (in dreams there is truth)

Inter Spem Et Metum (between hope and fear)

Lapsus Memoriae (slip of memory)

Luctor, Non Mergor (I struggle, but am not overwhelmed)

Lux Ex Tenebris (light from darkness)

Media Vita In Morte Sumus (In the midst of our lives we die)

Memento Mori (remember that you will die)

Memento Vivere (remember to live)

Morior Invictus (I die unvanquished / death before defeat)

Mundus Senescit (the world grows old)

Nemini Parco (I spare no one - death)

Nitimur In Vetitum (we strive for the forbidden)

Non Ducor, Duco (I am not led; I lead)

Non Omnis Moriar (I shall not all die / part of me will survive beyond death)

Nunc Scio Quid Sit Amor (now I know what love is)

Oderint Dum Metuant (let them hate, so long as they fear)

Omnia Mutantur (everything changes)

Onus Probandi (burden of proof)

Opera Posthuma (posthumous works)

Ophidia In Herba (a snake in the grass)

Pax Aeterna (eternal peace - a common epitaph)

Primum Non Nocere (first do no harm)

Pulvis Et Umbra Sumus (we are dust and shadow)

Quis Leget Haec? (who will read this?)

Quod Periit, Periit (what Is gone is gone)

Res, Non Verba (deeds, not words)

Respice Finem (consider the end)

Scientia Et Sapientia (knowledge and wisdom)

Seculo Seculorum (forever and ever)

Sed Terrae Graviora Manent (but on earth, worse things await)

Si Vis Pacem Para Bellum (if you want peace, prepare for war)

Sic Infit (so it begins)

Sic Vita Est (such is life)

Silentium Est Aureum (silence is golden)

Sine Nomine (without a name / author unknown)

Sola Dosis Facit Venemum (the dose makes the poison)

Solvitur Ambulando (it is solved by walking / simple tests find solutions)

Stamus Contra Malum (we stand against evil)

Succisa Virescit (cut down, we grow back stronger)

Sum Quod Eris (I am what you will be - of death)

Summum Bonum (the supreme good)

Summum Malum (the supreme evil)

Sunt Lacrimae Rerum (there are tears for things)

Sunt Omnes Unum (they are all one)

Tabula Rasa (blank slate)

Transire Benefaciendo (to travel along while doing good)

Tu Fui Ego Eris (I was you; you will be me - of death)

Ubi Amor, Ibi Dolor (where there is love, there is pain)

Ultima Forsan (perhaps the last / sundial quote "perhaps your last hour")

Usque Ad Finem (until the end / fight to the death)

Vi Et Animo (with heart and soul)

Victoria Aut Mors (victory or death)

Vincit Qui Patitur (he conquers who endures)

Vita Ante Acta (a life done before - of reincarnation)

Vivere Militare Est (to live is to fight)

Vox Clamantis In Deserto (the voice of one crying in the wilderness)

There are also some longer ones that may not make good titles because of their length, but are still worth inclusion:

Aut Simul Stabunt Aut Simul Cadent (they will either stand together or fall together)

Flectere Si Nequeo Superos, Acheronta Movebo (if I can not reach Heaven I will raise Hell)

Forsan Et Haec Olim Meminisse Iuvabit (perhaps even these things will be good to remember one day)

Igitur Qui Desiderat Pacem, Praeparet Bellum (therefore whoever desires peace, let him prepare for war)

In Regione Caecorum Rex Est Luscus (in the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king)

Minus Malum Toleratur Ut Maius Tollat (choose the lesser evil so a greater evil may be averted)

Quem Deus Vult Perdere, Dementat Prius (whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad)

Ubi Sunt, Qui Ante Nos Fuerunt? (Where are they, those who have gone before us?)

Virtus Junxit Mors Non Separabit (that which virtue unites, let not death separate)

#words #writing #writing reference #title suggestions #latin #latin words #latin phrases #writblr #writers on tumblr #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #fanfics #fanart

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phantom-september · 6 months

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The Lovers of Seferpine Art of the ongoing comic @unsoundedupdates by @glassshard Thank you all for the love my piece received in the fanart contest! :D Additional Quigley and art thoughts below the cut.

Mathis Quigley! I could talk about him forever. This piece was partially inspired by the Lovers of Valdaro, a pair of 6,000 year-old skeletons in Italy that were found buried in each other's arms. Largely inspired by Quigley's line that his heart already stopped years ago. Quigley feels dead and buried, but is unable to reach out for the love he's buried with. Comforting Matty means reaching out with hands stained with his mother's blood. I wanted the grave to resemble skin/an open wound around the edges. Full of so much raw hate and love, wanting to die yet having to live on in the ruins of his life--knowing what has happened is his own doing. Blood on his hands. His self-awareness only makes the wound that much more painful for him. What a well-crafted character. As The Odyssey says, "Tell me about a complicated man." I love reading about Quigley; keep telling me about this complicated man. There is no Penelope waiting for him at home, and there is no home for him to return to.

#unsounded #unsounded comic #quigley #ink #artists on tumblr #tw: centipedes #centipedes #centipede #bugs #this is my take on quigley's state of mind anyway so I could be in complete error #love him anyway though #fascinating character

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bts-spnlvr12 · 3 months

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I Get to Love You

Pairing: PostWar!Levi x Y/n

Summary: It's been months since the Rumbling ended, Levi is finally back home and is living the best life he can right beside you. He still can't get used to having scars and marks all over his body, so you show how much you love him...

~A/N: ⚠️MDNI⚠️ This story will contain mature content, such as smut, swearing, very minor angst, daddy/babygirl kink, mentions of nakedness, mentions of trying for a child, so on and so forth. If you DO decide to interact with this post, it will result in a blocking of your account. You have been warned!!~

~Okay, for the love of fucking gosh. For those who saw the catastrophe from the previous post. I apologize. I made a mistake that at the time I never noticed. But I do ask that if you EVER see me post a story with a fanart that has no credit, PLEASE PM ME about it THE DAY IT COMES OUT so that there are NO ISSUES IN THE FUTURE.~

(RE-POST DUE TO ISSUES THAT WERE PREVIOUSLY FIXED)

Its been months since the Rumbling came to an end, you were excited to live a normal life away from the threat of Titans...

You were especially happy that Levi finally came home, it's been hard for him to get adjusted to everything that's happened to not only the world, but to himself and others he knows...

~Flashback...

It's been a few days since the Rumbling stopped, but you were extremely worried...

Your husband Levi hasn't come home yet, you worried about his safety, especially after the incident with the thunder spear which you were told by Hange...

You were pacing around the living room, trying to keep yourself calm, your hands rubbing your face out of fear of him not returning. Suddenly you hear the handle jiggle slightly, then it opens wide to reveal a tired-looking Levi...

"L-Levi?" You slowly walk over to him so you don't scare him, he looks up at you slowly, showing his wrapped up face and healing sutures. You cover your mouth at the sight, he was still very handsome to you but seeing him with so many severe injuries...

You tear up and pull him into a hug, so thankful that he's finally home and safe from all the horrible things he's seen throughout his life, no more Titans, no more loss of life and no more worrying...

You help him to the sofa and brought him some tea, knowing that it will calm him down after a stressful time...

End of Flashback...~

You looked up as you heard a thumping sound every second, to see your husband walking down the hall with his cane, he pours himself a cup of tea and makes his way towards the sofa...

He sets the cup down then slowly lowering himself right beside you, "Hi baby, how are you feeling?" He shrugs and rubs his knee, "Just in pain for the most part..." You rub his knee gently, "You look like you have something else on your mind, what is it?" Levi sighs then looks at you, "I'm just...trying to get used to everything, how the world is, old comrades both alive and dead, as well as the way my looks have changed drastically..."

"That's all understandable baby, you've learned how to fight your entire life, now with the threat of titans extinguished and coming to your senses about those who've sacrificed their lives for Paradis, and hon, you're still very handsome in my eyes, scars and marks in total..." You smile as you keep rubbing your knee...

"You're only saying that because you're my wife, you'll probably leave me after a while, I'm old and beat up, I'm practically useless..." You get angry at this, of course all in a loving manner; you hated when he talked about himself like this, so you decided what you were going to do to show him how much you adored him...

You remove his shirt to reveal his torso, with defined abs which makes you smile, you start leaving kisses on the spot he's most insecure about, starting from the scars on his face and working your way down...

One look at you

My whole life falls in line

I prayed for you

Before I called you mine

You look back on the past, it took a lot to have this special relationship with Levi, fighting side by side against the titans, sneaking around when you could to see one another, and a lot of trust earning...

Oh, I can't believe it's true sometimes

Oh, I can't believe it's true

I get to love you

It's the best thing that I'll ever do

I get to love you

It's a promise I'm making to you

Whatever may come your heart I will choose

Forever I'm yours, forever I do

I get to love you

You kiss him passionately before moving down and removing his sweats, you see the scarring on his legs from various reasons, kissing each scar, bruise and mark left, looking up at him with such love, taking his hands in yours and kissing each finger, paying special attention to the two he's missing, letting him know you loved him no matter how he looked or what he went through...

The way you love

It changes who I am

I am undone

I thank God once again

You think about all those times you've made love with one another, whether it be passionate or angry. His way of loving you was gentle, but he could tough whenever it was needed but he loved you for you, flaws and all. You were insecure about yourself in the beginning, thinking that he deserved so much better than you, but with all the ways he showed you that you were his and no one could compare to you, changed that view about yourself...

It wasn't easy but he made it easier whenever you had your lows..

Oh, I can't believe it's true sometimes

Oh, I can't believe it's true

I get to love you

It's the best thing that I'll ever do

I get to love you

It's a promise I'm making to you

Whatever may come your heart I will choose

Forever I'm yours, forever I do

I get to love you

He began to tear up slightly as you sang the verse over and over again, kissing him and his tears away as they slipped down his cheeks, he was starting to understand how much you loved him, and how lucky he is to have someone like you to love him for him, flaws and all...

And they say love is a journey

I promise that I'll never leave

When it's too heavy to carry

Remember this moment with me

The line where you promise to never leave his him harder than ever, he's lost so much in his life, his family, comrades. He wouldn't know what to do if he lost you, he'd probably go nuts if you weren't near him...

I get to love you

You climb back up to him and kiss him as passionately as possible, he holds your face gently in between his hands, he is crying tears of happiness, he now understood you'd stay with him for the rest of eternity...

"I love you, Levi Ackerman, scars, marks and all, okay? Please don't ever think about yourself like that again. That fact that I get to Love you, is the greatest part of my life and always will be..." He nods and kisses you passionately, the tears stop flowing and things start getting heated...

"I love you too, Y/n Ackerman, I can say all the same for you, now how about we take this to the bedroom..." You nod and slowly get off of him and help him up, and held hands as you went to your shared bedroom...

Levi is already in his boxers, so he slowly undresses you then lays you on the bed, he then starts kissing down your body; either open mouth kisses, or love bites to let you know you belong to him...

He then lines himself with your slit then looks at you with approval, you nod and he pushes himself in, bottoming out and releasing almost a primal noise...

You wrap your legs around his hips and help him thrust in and out of your core, making you moan loudly from so much pleasure, "I love you so much, god so fucking much..." He says while kissing you feverishly, "Fuck I love you too baby, please make me yours all over again...

He smiles softly and started thrusting into you as if it were the end of the world, you throw your head back from him hitting your spot, "F-fuck! Right there!" He re-positioned himself to where the tip of his cock kept pounding into that spot, which made you see stars...

"Right there? Does that feel good babygirl, you like it when daddy fucks you like this?" You nod the best you could and he leans down and down and sucks on one of your nipples...

You tangle your fingers in his hair and start to notice his movement are becoming erratic, you know he's to his breaking point, "Levi, c-can I ask you something?" He looks up at you, "W-w-what is it?" "Would you be alright with the idea of possibly having a baby?" He slows his thrusts, "W-what? A child?"

"You don't seem happy about the idea, I'm sorry it wa-" He cuts you off with a kiss, "I'm not mad baby, I was just shocked. I want a little Levi or Y/n running around the house, maybe one or two in fact.." You tear up a bit and kiss him passionately, "You would be a great father.." "You would be a great mother as well, darling..."

With that he starts fucking you like he was before, you scratch your nails down his back from his erratic movements, "I-i'm close baby, I'm gonna c-cum!" You agree with his statement and he eventually starts rubbing your clit so you both can climax at the same time, which you both do so loudly and with sloppy kisses...

He releases all of his load and pushes the tip up against your cervix to make sure nothing leaks out, you are breathless as your come down from your high, the same goes for Levi when he kisses you passionately and smiles, "Round 2?"

Let's just say neither of you got rest that night...

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