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nico and levi getting caught again? maybe by meredith or link?

They’re in a crappy motel off I-80, three blocks down from the world’s jankiest rural hospital, and Levi’s still just stunned he was chosen for this trip. Dr. Grey’d never given any indication that she liked him. She didn’t even seem to like him now, though to be fair, she hardly seemed to like anything. She’d curled her lip at the front desk of the only place in town where they could stay. Considered crashing at the hospital, but they had two surgeons and no on-call rooms. Link made a suggestive comment about not needing to sleep anyway, which Levi was definitely not supposed to hear, and Grey just rolled her eyes. Dahlia raised her eyebrows.

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#is it socially acceptable to reblog your own fic #I just miss my boys #and fortunately I have the memory of a goldfish #so I can reread my own fic without remembering that I wrote it lol

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Do a college au! Those are always my fav!

Pretty much everyone asked for more frat boy Nico, so, well, here you go! Tried to combine this with another anon’s request for more protective Nico, but I got off track.

The frat house is a scrum, a veritable horde of freshmen trying to strong-arm their way in. There’s not much to do around here on a Friday night. It’s a choice between Greek row or wilting Greek salad from the town’s only all-night diner, and even the wildest parties have a maximum capacity. This one’s pretty mediocre. Same drinks, same dudes. Nico’s on the lawn with Link, checking his phone every five seconds to see if Levi’s here yet. The frat’s got a vaguely homophobic, definitely sexist policy that limits the number of dudes who enter. It’s designed to maximize the brothers’ mediocre chances of getting laid, with the tragic side effect of completely crushing Nico’s own stats. No way Levi’s getting in without an escort.

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#i love my children

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schmico + levi making nico laugh.

#I love this so much! #honestly there's nothing I love more than a pairing where they laugh together #that's why my schmico fics are so banter-heavy lol

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You’re my first love.

#this is #just unbelievable #I miss my wlw on grey's #but I am so glad we're still getting the gays #if I cannot constantly be thirsty for callie #then at least I have this

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prompt: schmico deciding to move in together!!

I’ve actually already written this! The oneshot is called “stumbling in” and is rated E as in not-for-everyone.

#schmico #we have to be careful about our language on tumblr now! #bc sometimes they don't put my posts in the tags! #levi schmitt #nico kim

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I love you. And I haven’t come out to my mom because she will spin out. And not because you’re not amazing and not because you’re a man. Asian? No. No. She would flip out because it’s what she does. She flips out when I try to purchase a backpack. Literally, when I bought this backpack, she counted the pockets, and we had three conversations whether it would hold everything I needed and all the ways that it could accidentally choke me. You are my first love. I know I am not yours and that’s okay. But you are mine. And I wanna lock you in through my eyes before I see all the death traps through hers.

#i love you #I LOVE that you LOVE each other

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This fic is set some time after episode sixteen. I! Need! Nico! Backstory!

It took fifteen minutes for Levi’s mom to decide if she minded them being alone in the house while she ran out to pick up more milk. (Today was the expiration date of the milk she already had, and even though she knew those things weren’t standardized, she just couldn’t believe they’d put a warning there for no reason). All things considered, it was a pretty quick turnaround. It had once taken her half an hour to choose between regular and double-stuf Oreos. She looked at Nico and Levi, her nails digging into her palm. “You’re an adult,” she said. “I mean— no, yes. Goodbye.”

And she rushed out the door, glancing back as she went. Nico turned to Levi. Grinned.

“I want to see your room,” he said.

Levi had prepared for this. His clothes were folded and in the dresser. There were minimal med school notes splayed across the desk and absolutely none in the bed. He’d straightened the textbooks that were shelved across his headboard. Nico looked around.

“Wow,” he said. “This is… definitely a basement.”

“Pretty much,” Levi said. He wandered, self-consciously, towards the side of his bed. He touched the frame of a poster.

“And you’ve lived here your whole life? High school, college, med school…”

“Pretty much.”

“Wow.”

“Yup,” Levi said. “This is where the magic happened.”

“And by magic you mean—“

“The card game.”

Nico laughed, just a little. “I can see you here. Thinking about Firefly—“

“My obsession with Captain Tight Pants makes much more sense now.”

“Yeah, I’ll bet.”

Nico swallowed. Levi watched the movement, his Adam’s Apple pressing heavy against the skin of his throat.

“You know, I came out in high school,” Nico said. He ran his fingers along the top of Levi’s desk, staring at the wood grain. “And my family was cool with it, it was fine, but— I wasn’t the only gay guy in my school, I was just the only one who was out. So other guys would hit on me, but they wouldn’t want to be with me, not really. And because I was young, and dumb, and didn’t know any better, I’d still hook up with them."

“Oh,” Levi said. He sat on his bed. “Oh.”

“Yeah,” Nico said. “I’ve been a lot of people’s secret, that’s all I’m saying. It’s why I get—“

“Spiraling terror about my potential shame spiral?”

“Exactly.”

Levi leaned back against his pillows. “Well, I’m not hiding anything.”

“I know,” Nico said. “Really, I do, it’s just—“

“Nico.” Levi scrambled to grab his phone from the nightstand, holding up a hand to shush—- okay, well, not shush — his boyfriend. “It’s okay.” He held the screen up to Nico. He had an endless row of Facebook notifications. Before today, he hadn’t posted in months. Then he’d changed his relationship status. His aunts were still freaking out. “You’re not my secret.”

“Thank you,” Nico said. He looked from the phone to Levi, his eyes warm, wide, too soft for such a square-jawed dude. Levi’s chest tightened. “Really.”

“It’s no problem,” Levi said. “Now come on, I have some very embarrassing photos I need to show you.”

“I actually have another idea,” Nico said. He pulled at the top button of his shirt. Unhooked it. His hand slid down. “I seem to recall something about hot?” He shrugged the button-down off his shoulders. “And shirtless?”

“Yeah,” Levi said. “But that was a very different bed.”

“Oh, c’mon.” Nico leaned in, his hands on Levi’s headboard, boxing him in. Levi tilted his chin to look at him. “I already locked the door…”

Nico pressed forward, his lips warm against Levi’s, and Levi gripped his bare shoulders. He gasped into his mouth.

“My mom—“

“Gone,” Nico said. He tilted his head, his lips landing on Levi’s jaw, kissing the skin there. He mouthed at Levi’s throat, wet.

“I thought you didn’t like—“ Nico’s hand moved to palm Levi through his jeans, and Levi’s voice stuttered and stopped. He swallowed. “Secrets.”

Nico bit Levi’s neck, and he keened, his hips bucking into his grip.

“Eh,” Nico said. He licked at the bite, his fingers reaching for the button on Levi’s pants. “This whole reclaiming my childhood trauma thing? It’s kind of working for me.”

“You’re just trying to give me trauma of my own,” Levi said. “If my mom comes in, I will break up with you.”

“C’mon,” Nico said. His hand slid into Levi’s boxers, the angle awkward, his wrist tilting so his fingers grazed the skin of his cock. “This is classic first love stuff.”

“Messy handjobs in the basement?”

“Exactly,” Nico said. He pulled back. “We good?”

Levi rolled his eyes and reached for Nico again, pulling him in by the back of his neck, kissing him. He could feel Nico smiling.

“This is a dumb plan,” Levi said. He shoved Nico, gently, so he could stand. He pointed to the bed. “I refuse to deal with splattered sheets. Sit down.”

“Alright,” Nico said. He unbuttoned his pants, pushing them down, past his ass. He grinned.

“So smug,” Levi said, shaking his head. He sunk to his knees. “I’m not gonna roleplay.”

“Nobody’s asking you to,” Nico said. He carded his fingers through Levi’s hair. “I’m perfectly happy with who I’ve got here.”

Levi wrapped his hand around the base of Nico’s cock and licked a stripe up the underside. Nico’s hips jerked, and Levi mouthed at the head. He pulled away, his hand gathering the moisture, his grip tight around the shaft. He took him in, slow, careful. His eyes watered as Nico’s cock neared his throat. He pulled back, then pressed forward again, Nico straining to meet him.

Levi looked up. Nico’s eyes were closed, his head tilted sideways, his ear pressed against Levi’s old Bio textbook. He was in Levi’s bed, here, in his house. He’d met his mother. Levi never could’ve expected this, never, couldn’t even have imagined it, a life like this, with Nico, with love. He leaned forward and took him deeper. Nico’s breath came quicker. He thrusted. He came.

Levi pulled back, swallowing, wincing at the taste. He wiped his chin with his thumb.

“So,” he said. He stood up. “That fulfill the fantasy?”

Nico reached for his belt loops, tugging, and Levi stepped forward. Nico wrapped his arms around him. Levi stooped to kiss his head.

“I love you,” Levi said, and he could feel Nico tremble, just for a second. There was a warm weight in Levi’s stomach, so good it hurt. Nico squeezed his waist. They pulled apart.

“Uh—” Nico stopped. He had this weird look on his face, half-grin half-guilty, his eyes flicking to Levi’s neck. Levi put a hand on the spot.

“What?” He turned to his dresser, to the mirror above it. He lifted his hand.

There was a hickey on Levi’s neck, red and brutal, just above his collarbone. He looked back at Nico.

“Seriously?”

Nico stifled a laugh.

#schmico #levi schmitt #nico kim #this is rated e on the ao3 scale #jsyk

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just watched the new episode illegally because I couldn’t wait.... no spoilers but.... wow I don’t have a single spare second this week to write fanfiction but like........... how can I not

#my ACTUAL REAL LIFE BOOK DRAFT is due in four days #PLUS I need to send my play to the show producers in THREE #and ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT IS SCHMICO FANFICTION #I NEED IT LIKE AIR

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prompt: french toast!

can you tell I was tired when I wrote this?

Levi has pre-rounds a full hour before Nico even has to wake up, but it’s not like Nico slept well anyway. Late night. He groans at the blaring of Levi’s alarm, scrambling over him to silence his phone. Even with Nico bent over Levi’s face, bare chests pressed together, Levi sleeps. Levi can always sleep. Nico’s so jealous he can taste it. He pulls Levi’s phone off the charger. 4 am.

“Get up,” he says, his mouth inches from Levi’s ear. He kisses his cheek, skims a hand through Levi’s hair. Levi doesn’t move. He has to set about a thousand alarms just to wake up in the morning, and Nico can’t compete with the shrill shriek of iPhone bells. He shakes Levi instead, and Levi grumbles, his eyes still closed. He throws out a hand, and it hits Nico in the forehead.

“I don’t have a snooze button,” Nico says. His voice is rough with sleep, more annoyed than he meant it to be. He needs a coffee.

“Mmmmf,” Levi says. He rolls onto his side, facing away from Nico, and he pulls the blankets with him. He sleeps like that most nights, curled into a little ball on his side, Nico pressed against his back or slinging an arm over him. Nico tugs the blanket back.

“Get up,” he says again, considerably ruder, and Levi grumbles but at least seems marginally more coherent. Nico just wants to go back to sleep. “You owe me French toast,” he says instead.

Levi shakes his head, his dark curls pressing into the pillow.

“I made a promise I can’t keep,” he says. “Go on without me.”

“Don’t make me push you off the bed.”

Levi looks back at him, over his shoulder, his eyes heavy-lidded and dark in the dim light of the bedroom. His gaze twinges something in Nico’s chest, makes him remember five hours ago, when Levi’s palms pressed into his chest, his hips rolling, his head thrown back.

“Just do it,” Levi says. “It’s for my own good.”

Nico sighs. Then, without warning, he plants his palms on Levi’s back and shoves. Levi tumbles off the side of the bed.

“Thanks,” he says from the ground. “Milk in the coffee?”

“Yeah,” Nico says. He pulls the blankets back up to his chin, nuzzling into his pillow. “Sounds good.”

#schmico #nico kim #levi schmitt

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ok but what if nico discovered he liked bossy levi at work and had the most inappropriate boner ever and now link won't let him live that shit down. he knows what nico's face looks like when he's turned on (unfortunately, it's all the eyefucking that happens in the or with levi really. can they stop, he wonders??) and he just mercilessly mocks him for it. sorry i went and spilled all my link/nico bromance feels here but the show deprives us of them too much

anon I truly appreciate your bromance feelings & honestly, how could he miss all that eyefucking

#schmico #ask #anon

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You kissed me, and I felt the opposite of shame. I felt like I existed, and everything fell in place.

#this is PERFECT #I'm dead #levi's chest hair in the sixth gif

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wow ok that smutty one shot was everything but now i'm interested in nico's kinks too. i'm over twenty-one so feel free to make it nsfw

We already know Nico likes when Levi’s confident — and when Levi’s needy/horny, that confidence turns to bossiness. Nico’s into that too.

Nico kneeled, his fingers slick with lube, his scrub bottoms abandoned somewhere in the strangely expansive supply closet. Levi pulled hard at his hair. He stood against a shelving unit, and his other hand clutched at its metal rim.

Nico kissed the inside of his thigh. He ran a slick finger up his leg, under his balls. Levi groaned at the slight contact.

“Hurry,” he said. He yanked at Nico’s hair, and Nico listened, finger moving to Levi’s opening. He slid inside, slow, tight. Levi huffed. Tried to grind down on him, but the angle was limiting, and he had to wait, wait for Nico to enter up to the first knuckle, then the second. Nico pulled out. Pushed in again. Levi wriggled as he fingerfucked him, one thrust at a time, deliberate. Another finger. Levi groaned.

“M’ready,” he said. “Nico, c’mon.”

Nico didn’t answer, fixated on the warm clench of Levi’s muscles around his hand. Then Levi kneed him. Seriously. His knee hit Nico’s abs, light, essentially useless, but Nico still looked up, half-gaping, half-grinning.

“Resorting to violence now?”

“Shut up,” Levi said, and god, he looked good. He was still wearing his scrub top, but a patch of chest hair was visible over the v-neck. “Come here.”

Nico stood, smirking, and kissed him. Levi gripped the back of his neck, pulling him closer. He had dragged Nico into the supply closet that day with just a tilt of the head and a choice look. Nico’d trailed behind him, eager to give him what he needed. He was always eager for Levi. Didn’t know how he ever managed to play it cool.

Levi pulled away from the kiss. Shoved a condom at him, and Nico rolled it on, careful. His hands cupped the backs of Levi’s thighs, and he hitched him up, held him. Levi’s legs wrapped around his waist, his arms around his neck.

“Not against the shelf,” he said, breath hot against Nico’s ear. “Hurts.”

Nico nodded and pivoted to the wall, shoving Levi against it hard enough for him to lose his breath a little, his chest heaving against Nico’s. He kissed Levi again, gentler, and Levi pulled away, shaking his head.

“My lunch ends any minute,” he said. “Just fuck me, please.”

Nico listened. He shifted so he had a spare hand and used it to press his dick against Levi’s slick hole. Pressed in. Levi’s breath skipped, but Nico didn’t give him time to adjust, just kept pushing in, one long, hot slide. He bottomed out, his hips flush against Levi’s. Levi whined.

“C’mon, Nico,” he breathed. “Please, pl—“

Nico’s hips jerked, and the words died in Levi’s throat. He let out a strangled groan instead and gripped at Nico’s shoulders. His face fell forward into Nico’s neck. His cock was caught between them. Nico moved fast, hard, his hips jackhammering, his arms a pleasant ache as he held Levi up. Levi whimpered. His hand reached between them, rubbing at his own dick. Nico fucked him into the wall, and Levi came on Nico’s chest, making a choked noise against his collarbone.

Nico slowed, but he didn’t stop. He fucked him deep. Bottomed out with each thrust. Levi groaned. Craned his neck so his mouth was level with Nico’s ear. He sucked at his earlobe. Bit, hard, and then Nico was coming too, his hips stuttering, his knees weak. Levi held him through it. They held each other, panting, until Levi’s phone beeped. Grey was paging him. He pulled away.

#schmico #levi schmitt #nico kim #basically power bottom levi #also you don't need to self-id your ages I trust you haha #prompt fill

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I'd love a hogwarts au!

Levi stares down at the trampled grass of the Quidditch pitch, arms crossed.

“Nuh-uh,” he said. “No way.”

Nico grinned. He was all sweaty from practice, and it made Levi’s stomach turn, the way his hair flopped over his forehead, all messed up by the wind.

“C’mon,” he said. “Just one lap.”

“Never.” Levi’s voice was a croak. He’d come down to meet Nico after practice so they could walk to the Great Hall together, not— ugh. Levi hated flying. He had despised it since first year, when he went spilling into Madam Pince and got laughed at by his classmates all day. Do you know how embarrassing you had to be to make the Hufflepuffs bully you? They don’t bully anyone.

But now his stupid, Gryffindor not-boyfriend was trapping him here, brandishing his broom like it was some sort of noble steed.

“Please?” Nico said, and Levi was gone. Whatever. It was inevitable. He was destined to mess this up somehow. Falling on his face was as good a way as any.

“Fine,” he said. He took a step forward, eying the broomstick like it might start bucking. His fingers clenched in the fabric of his robes. “But I’m gonna hate it.”

“Sure.” Nico saddled up, for lack of a better word, striding the broom. Levi still used all his little Muggle-isms. They made Nico laugh, he who’d spent his childhood whizzing around on toy brooms and playing patty-cake with a House Elf. He nodded at Levi to climb up behind him.

It was hard, especially considering Nico’s significant height advantage. He had to dismount, help Levi on, and then get on in front of him. Levi’s face was red. His heart thudded in his ears, and for once, it wasn’t because of how close Nico was standing. He clutched at Nico’s shirt, too scared to be embarrassed.

“Wrap your arms around me,” Nico said, and Levi did. His hands shook, and Nico pressed his palm against them, so they stilled. They took off.

Levi literally screamed. And screamed, and screamed, until a fricking bug flew into his mouth, and then he was sputtering. He could feel Nico’s chest shaking with laughter. The wind ripped at his robes.

Gradually, they descended. Levi had forgotten how to breathe. He ripped away from the broomstick, trying too hard to dismount and stumbling, of course. He ended up on the ground, looking dimly around the pitch. Well, this was it. Four days of flirtation and one morning spent eating toast by the Great Lake, and it was over.

Nico dropped his broom and offered Levi a hand. Levi stared at it, huge and warm and calloused, and sighed. He grabbed it.

Nico pulled him up, effortless. They were so close, Levi could feel him breathe. Nico let go of Levi’s hand. Grabbed his waist. And he pulled him in, pressing their chests together, tilting his head, kissing him. They were kissing.

Levi wrapped his arms around Nico’s neck, straining forward on his toes. He buried his fingers in Nico’s dark hair. Kissed him harder, until he had no breath left, until he was wheezing into the open air as Nico pressed open-mouthed kisses into his jawline. He honest to god thought he might faint.

“Thank you,” Nico said, smiling against Levi’s neck. “For doing that with me.”

“Um—“ Levi’s voice cracked. “No problem.”

Nico pulled away. Grabbed his hand. “C’mon,” he said. “Let’s go grab lunch.”

#got a couple asks for this one #schmico #levi schmitt #nico kim #prompt fill #hogwarts au #ask #anon

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If Levi discovered a kink with Nico, which one would it be? (I'm 26, so nsfw is fine by me ;)) for sfw: what would Levi discover he loves doing to.or with Nico?

PRAISE KINK! PRAISE KINK! PRAISE KINK!

It started when Levi was at the nurse’s station, bent over the counter, talking to Taryn while she looked at charts on the desktop. He didn’t hear Nico walking up behind him and jumped when he put his hand on the back of Levi’s neck. Nico squeezed, just a little, soft, and Taryn rolled her eyes.

“Hey,” Levi said, turning around. The counter’s edge pressed into the small of his back.

“Hey,” Nico said, and he smiled, that little smile, the one that lived entirely on the right side of his mouth. He stepped closer. Still work appropriate, just barely, their toes nearly touching. Levi craned his neck to look at him.

“How was your day?” he said, all breath.

“Good.” Nico reached down. Grazed Levi’s wrist with his fingers. “Heard you assisted Grey on the McPherson case. Bokhee said you did good.”

“Yeah right,” Levi said. “Did she also tell you about Deluca eyebanging Grey the whole time? Because he was.”

“I’m serious,” Nico said. He grabbed Levi’s hand. Leaned in. “You did good.” His lips were inches from his ear. “You’re good, Levi.”

Levi sputtered, and Nico pulled away. He was grinning for real now, wide, cocky. Levi resented it, just a little, with all the parts of his brain that weren’t incredibly turned on. Nico walked away.

“Jesus,” Taryn said. He turned back to her, leaning against the counter again, this time for support. Her eyebrows raised to her hairline. “Where can I get one of those?”

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Nico had his hand in Levi’s hair, palming his head. Levi had his mouth on Nico’s dick. He laid sloppy kisses down the side, tongue poking through his lips, licking. Nico groaned, his free hand gripping the bedsheets.

“Mmf,” he said, and Levi grinned.

“Eloquent.” His breath fanned against Nico’s wet skin. Nico shook his head and pushed Levi’s bangs back, unfazed by the snark.

“You’re so fucking hot,” Nico said.

Levi reddened. “Shut up.”

“No.” Nico grinned. Levi’s cock pressed against the zipper of his jeans, and he leaned closer, tonguing at Nico’s head. “You’re doing so good,” Nico said, and Levi took him in. Sucked. “Fuck. You have no idea what you look like right now.”

Levi whined around his cock, mouth stretched wide, jaw aching. He reached down. Pressed his palm against his own dick. Fumbled with his button, pushed his boxers out of the way. Nico thrusted into his mouth, his cock sliding along Levi’s tongue. Levi gripped himself.

“Yeah,” Nico said. “Yeah, just like that. Jesus, Levi, you’re—“

His voice broke. Levi sucked, hard, his cheeks hollowing, his hips jerking, fucking into his own hand. Nico’s grip in his hair tightened. His head fell back. Levi’s breath caught. His hips stuttered. Nico came, Levi seconds behind him, spilling onto his fingers. He swallowed and pulled away.

“C’mere,” Nico said. He pulled Levi up, pressed him to his chest. He kissed his forehead, his cheek, his mouth. Levi pushed him away, half-hearted.

“You’re such a sap,” he said. Nico smirked and handed him a tissue from the nightstand, for his hand.

“You like it.”

#schmico #sunsword #nico kim #levi schmitt #my first smutty prompt fill! #I wrote it sloppily and quick but y'know some people are into that stuff lol #also I appreciate you taking my post into account! #that said I don't need people to id with their ages haha I can trust you #send me more prompts please!! #ask #anon #prompt fill

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You’re definitely not alone here — I’m hoping they do the Grey’s thing where they go back and fill in some of the gaps in the time jump storyline. (Like they did in season 12 after Meredith was attacked, where they had flashbacks to that time period). At the very least, I need to know if they’re boyfriends

Listen.

Okay, I’m 100% in heaven after the ep, but am I the only one who’s kinda sad we got all those time jumps and missed all the schmico firsts? Like, I’ve been drowning in headcanons for the past 2 months and now they are suddenly in a full on relationship? Idk, I mean im not complaining, but I kind of am…? Does anyone else feel this way?

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#I'll be honest: sometimes it's scary writing nico bc we know so little about him #and I'm a character-based writer so I hate the thought of writing someone ooc #but as soon as this line happened I SCREAMED #because I was like IT'S NICO #IT'S THE NICO I KNOW THE NICO WE LOVE #AND THE SCHMITT SNARK WE DESERVE #shout out to both these actors for developing the relationship so fucking fully in so little itme #but especially shoutout to alex landi who is really making the most of his moments #ALSO levi's eye drop here #SEXY

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Hey! Now that I have a Tumblr, I feel the need to say something to my readers.

I know there are probably people under 18 reading my fic. I know that I wrote/read smut when I was a minor, and truthfully, nothing would’ve stopped me. Fanfic is some of the only wholesome, queer, and nsfw content out there, and for me, personally, it’s a huge part of how I developed a healthy relationship with my sexuality. So I wouldn’t ask you not to read it.

But I do ask that MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME ABOUT NSFW CONTENT. I’m 21, and it makes me uncomfortable to fill smut prompts for teens/talk about sex with them. This is for both political/moral and personal reasons. I’m a survivor of child sexual abuse, and the Internet put me in a position to engage in a lot of unhealthy behaviors when I was a teen. I wish someone had clearly established boundaries for me then.

It doesn’t bother me if you like a nsfw post, but anything more personal is not okay. (This, of course, doesn’t apply to non-smutty prompts/fic — if you want Nico and Schmitt to share a bag of cheetos or w/e, by all means, let me know).

#and I know that you could just send me smutty prompts anyway #but if you're under 18 just please don't #text #personal #csa mention #csa