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killerskillercaptain · 5 months
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Husband to be Levi ficlet (Reader's POV)
Author's note : this was one of my first Levi ficlets ever.
You and Levi are getting married tomorrow, reader's pov.
The night before the wedding
Your POV
You looked at your wedding gown hung on the window frame, the light coming from the moon was drenching your dress in an ethereal glow, at this point everything looked like a dream. You were getting married ? and to Captain Ackerman ? Humanity's strongest ?
You couldn't detach your eyes from your white dress, it looked like it was radiating, a soft glowing hue coming from it made you want to stare at it all night. But you had to sleep, tomorrow was the big day.
Your head felt heavy on the soft pillow, your body was ready for a good night of a stressful beauty sleep and your mind was in such a tumultuous state you were afraid you weren't gonna rest.
You toyed nervously with your sheets. Tomorrow... tomorrow you'll be sharing your bed with Levi, this thought sent your face ablaze.
You had pushed away those type of thoughts so far in the back of your mind while you were busy, but right now, in the calmness and the coldness of the night, alone between the stern walls of your room, they resurfaced. Will Levi put his arms around you when you're cold like this ? Will you never be cold again when you're with him ? What kind of husband is he ? Would he put you're well being before his ? Would he hold you close at night ?
His protective conduct on the field was ever so present, especially for you but this isn't titans territory, it isn't about life or death when you two will be sharing a roof, so was his protectiveness situational or would he exhibit just as much attentiveness and alertness in the confine of your peace and in between the sheets...
You were restless, now you really couldn't stop your thoughts and decided to let them do whatever they wanted to. You indulged yourself in all the things you kept locked in your inpatient, soon-to-be-married maiden heart. " What does he sound like in the morning? ", "What does his skin feel like under your fingertips ?", "What does it feel like to be held by humanity's strongest ?".
When you were on the field, you mostly knew him as ruthless, drenched in frenzy and bathed in anger, greeting teeth at destiny.
But that was the solider Levi, what humanity needed him to be. As for the comrade Levi, the regular citizen inside the wall Levi, the off-duty Levi, he had one of the most caring hearts you had ever seen in a man. You were always disappointed that this side of him never made it to the ears of the people who granted him all sorts of titles.
During the time you two spent inside the survey cops, you got a glimpse of what the Ackerman really was like. You saw him demonstrate the most selfless of acts and the most caring of gestures, you sometimes even questioned how those two sides of him inhabit the same person, lift the same spirit, but that's what Mr.Ackerman was, and have always been : a special breed.
You quickly came to the conclusion that you had to be the most selfless person to answer the call coercing you to ensure the world's safety, but you sure had to summon a monster in you in order to be able to unsure said safety. That was probably how is inner mechanics worked and you hoped he could find it in him to put his engines to rest when you'll be his bride.
His devotion to causes he deemed worthy and his ever growing compassion is what made you grow incredibly attached and loyal to him. You did wonder if you two were a cause he deemed worthy of his allegiance, and he had answered that question many times already.
"Levi..." you mewled to yourself in the quiet crisp air of your room, the name sounded new now, and you wondered if it would leave your mouth when you two would make love as husband and wife, you wondered what his name would sound like when you'll be basking in his presence.
Your head was spinning with insatiable thoughts, your spirit was aching, you were aching for Levi's presence at this moment.
You two lived in separate quarters, not letting your relationship mingle with your duties and lives as soldiers, you kept an exemplary conduct and both of you were mature enough to keep it low while nurturing the undeniable bond that was growing between you, a bond filling every space between the two of you.
You and Levi agreeing to an engagement quite soon came almost naturally : you knew you wanted to engrave your bond for as long as you two were alive, engrave it somewhere, be it a ring, a ceremony or a sincere vow.
Your body was quivering with the same restlessness before an expedition beyond the walls, but this time, it was restless for a certain man. You wondered if he was sleeping, if he was as relentlessly preoccupied as you were right now. Just when you asked yourself that question in the inner confine of your intimate mind, you heard three distinct knocks on your door.
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nelapanela94 · 2 years
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TW: Smuttish ending, no proofread.
Levi and Reader basking at the beach ;')
The hem of your dress turned a darker shade of pink at its contact with the water, wicking up to your knees as your wade to the shore. It will definitely leave an ugly sand stain when it dries later. The sand clings at your feet no matter how vehemently you try to scrape it off.
The sun yawns sluggishly in the horizon, snuggling under an eiderdown of hues of orange, purple and yellow to soon give way to the moon. The fizzy sea laps against the sand, suffusing it with a lace of ebbing froth. A shirtless Levi is sitting on a towel, legs tucked up, watching, with a lopsided smile plastered on his face, at the most beautiful eyes approaching. His skin sheens, his hair clings to the sweat on his forehead.
“We have windows for our castle.” You bubble before dropping to your knees in front of the rising fortress you’d spent the afternoon building. Four walls joined by sapless towers form a square that protects the central palace, a sandy pile that resembles a reeling two-story cake with melted frosting. What if it's not perfect? It was the work of both. From your hand drip a handful of little shells, of different shapes and colors, and Levi only stares as you embed them in the towers and the main building. Your fingers tremble, and the tip of your tongue sticks out in concentration trying to calculate the force needed to keep the windows in place, but not to knock down the structure. And for the final touch, the prettiest shell sinks on the top.
One of the things Levi loves about you is that in everything you do, you always sprinkle your magic. And for that smile, he'll fight tooth and nail against anyone who dares to harm you.
“It’s perfect.” Those moonstones flick from the castle to you. “Come here.” He curls his fingers to himself, beckoning you. “But shake off the sand first.”
You heave a sigh and turn your eyes white as you stand up, patting the bottom of your dress and wiping off your shins before bridging the ten-feet gap that separates you from him. Wedging between his legs, you make yourself a nest, your knees burrowing into the sand over the towel.
“You know the best thing about spending all day at the beach?” You lean in for a kiss and reel back, weaving your arms behind his head. “To have you shirtless.” You nuzzle your face in the crook of his neck, his tan brawny arms lock around you. “All for myself.”
“You’re objectifying me?” Levi’s chuckle fades in your unruly hair, his sinewy fingers playing the ivory keys of your back.
“It’s not my fault you’re so fucking good.” You mumble in his ear, one of your hands slip over the brambly undercut while the other ambles the rippling muscles of his upper back. You pull away, taking his face in your hands, and squeezing his downy cheeks.
Pink creeps across his face, chiefly on the bridge of his nose, matching the tone of his sun-kissed shoulders. “You have freckles.” You kiss him on the corner of his mouth and peel off by a fraction, your thumbs stroking his cheeks with a feather like touch. “and I like you tanned.”
“Tanned? You mean this farm boy sunburn?”
Giggles spool out from you. A lock of your hair twirls around his forefinger, while his other hand drifts down surreptitiously to the small of your back, his fingers tapping over danger zone.
Blushing and nipping your bottom lip, you look around, before turning your gaze to him. It’s only you and him and the whisper of the sea. The strained under his pants gives him away, and to stoke the fire within him you mischievously rub your thigh, playful strokes, against his erection. Levi crinkles his face and closes his eyes as a cute little moan brushes his dewy lips.
His eyes flutter open, and through the fog of desire, he looks at you, squeezing the tender roundness over your dress. You can feel the ticklish in your core and the wetness growing between your legs. You sweep his hair off his face, and your hands slip behind him, the tip of your nose bumps with his as you cajole those mellifluous sounds out his mouth.
“Oh! Fuck!” His breath fans over your parted lips, and he can no longer endure the ordeal. He mashes his mouth on yours, crashing on you like a wrecking wave as if his purpose is to raze and rip your lips apart. The flames rise from your belly to your chest as his hand meanders down the back of your thigh while the other hauls you closer to him until his chest and your chest melt, separated by the meddlesome weave of your dress. He groans at the hitch, but he'll manage later, and ignores your whine when his teeth clamp on your mangled lip to besiege the recesses of your mouth. No matter how many kisses you’ve left behind, Levi always evokes in you a swarm of butterflies in your tummy, rippling goosebumps that seize every inch of your skin like the first time.
“Hmmm“ You writhe against him trying to pull apart and grasp for air, bus his arm around your back is unyielding. And then, you feel his fingers sneaking under the hem of your skirt, slipping beneath the crotch of your panties and tugging to the side.
“Levi!!!” You lurch back, breaking the kiss, gasping for air. his eyes are droopy, devilry tugs up one corner of his worn-out lips. “Don’t.” You huff, your chest rising and falling as you catch your breath. But he doesn’t give you a rest. You feel his knuckle teasing around your entrance. “No” you shake your head, but you know he’s enjoying how you put resistance while your body betrays you. Fuck.
“Why not?” He rasps in that husky voice that only makes you drip harder. “You fucking started this game.” His steady breath mingles with your erratic one.
“What…what if someone sees us?” you dither, closing your eyes and letting out a moan at the feeble contact against your clit.
He shrugs. “they better cover their eyes or look the other way.”
“Bu–“
Your hips jerk when his finger disappears inside you, coaxing a moan that he muffles with his mouth.
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sunarc · 6 months
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cw: breeding,videotaping, belly bulging,
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Any chance he gets he likes to watch his cum drip from your holes, his favorite being your pussy. He calls it his tight little cum bucket. He’ll chuckle a grin as he wipes any residue of cum from your fold with his cock and shove it back into your hole. 
“You know I hate being wasteful” he groans as he sinks his cock back into you. 
You can barely pull yourself together as you whine and whimper from the overstimulation. He’s so sadistic he’ll make you hold the camera up to your pussy so that you can get a view of how he fucks the cum back inside. He knows you can barely keep your eyes open so holding a camera is almost impossible at the moment. 
“Come on I thought you wanted to make a movie” he grins menacingly staring deep into the camera. 
Your moans are desperate and loud. He gives you slow long strokes just so he knows you can feel every vein and inch of his cock. 
“Tell the camera where you feel me Angel” he licks his lips eyes filled with lust.
He knows exactly where you feel him. The print of his cock fucking into you is evident.
“Right here” you slur as you place a shaky hand on your lower stomach while the other holds the camera barely able to keep your hand steady.
He places his hand there and pushes down slightly.
“That’s where our baby is gonna be” he whispers
You let out a loud moan at the pressure of his hand. The feeling is so overwhelming you almost drop the camera. 
“Don’t drop it ” he chuckles darkly “or we’ll have to start all over again” 
He pushes your legs further apart so he can shove himself deeper in between them. His thrust are steady as he fucks you. You feel your body jolt back with each rough stroke. He grabs you by the throat pulling you close to him. 
“Come, I want you to get a good view of how your pussy’s sucking my cock in”
You're trembling holding the camera up. Your moans are loud you feel the embarrassment flooding through you thinking about looking back on the video. 
“Look at that, damn near sucking me dry.” 
The squelching sounds that pair with his thrust leaving you whimpering. Everything leaves you moaning desperately. His hand grips your throat holding you up so you can get a view of how he fucks you. His cock feels so big all you can do is moan and drool at the sight of him plunging himself deep into you. He’s been fucking you for so long your voice has grown hoarse. 
“You’re so messy” he chuckles “We’re gonna have to change the sheets after this” 
His eyes are trained onto where the two of you meet watching the way your juices spray out onto him. 
“You see that baby” his grip on your throat tightens as his thrust pick up speed “She’s telling me how much she loves me”
You’re too far gone, you can barely form words. 
“Keep that camera steady, I want you to catch how pretty this pussy looks with my cum dripping out”
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Gojo, Toji, Getou, Nana-fucking-mi, Matsukawa, Suna, Osamu, Kuroo, Sakusa, Kita, Tsukishima, Connie, Onyankopon, Levi
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stxrrydreamss · 3 months
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“Did you hit?” “She’s so bad.” “Was it good?”
“No. She fell asleep in my arms knowing she’s safe from guys like you.”
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Armin, Jean, Levi, Kirishima, Izuku, Bakugo, Hawks, Aizawa, Senku, Gen, Tsukasa, Saeyoung, Saeran, Zen, Jumin, V, Yoosung
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rae-writes · 3 months
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angelic alteration
om brothers x reader
wc : 1.k
warnings: nsfw, corruption kink based
synopsis : when Solomon and Diavolo can't fix the problem, it's up to Mc
a/n : thought the angel event (og) could use some more spice so I poured my entire spice rack on it
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���Mc…I’m afraid we have bad news.”
You sighed into the receiver, “Yeah? You guys can’t reverse the magic, can you?”
“Nope!” Solomon chirped cheerfully, “Diavolo and Michael’s magic mixed together too strongly for us to reverse ourselves. You’ll just have to wait for them to go back to normal, or…”
“Or…what?”
“Well, this is just a theory, but what if you just corrupted the angelic magic and forced their demonic sides back out?”
“Corrupted, huh..? I like the sound of that.”
“I can feel the magic trying to stop me…how. stupidly. annoying.” Lucifer accentuated each word of his complaint with a sharp thrust, face pinched in concentration as sweat beaded at his temple. 
He’d be damned if something as trivial as a hexed bracelet from the celestial realm kept him from indulging in you, the one temptation he would never dare ignore. 
Your nails dug crescent moons into his shoulders, thighs squeezing at his hips tightly as you moaned and panted beneath him. “Lu-ci-fer! S-slow d-own!” 
He growled and sped up in response, snapping his hips into you harshly, “How dare they try to turn me back? I am the Avatar. Of. Pride!” Once again, each word was accentuated with a thrust, making his cock hit deeper and deeper each time. 
And he was so fucking proud each time he had you a moaning mess underneath him, crying out his name, begging him not to stop— you made his sin flood his entire body every time. 
An electric charge cracked through the air for a brief second before the bangle broke in half, magic forcibly shattering under Lucifer’s sheer prowess. 
He grinned sharply, capturing your legs against your chest in a mating press as he went even harder. His wings shedded to black, spanning out proudly behind him as the halo melted down into his horns. 
“I’m going to ruin you, do you hear me? You’re not leaving this bed- not tonight, or in the morning, or maybe even until tomorrow afternoon…I’m keeping you until I’ve had my fill.”
The sight of Mammon’s blue eyes peering up while his mouth was busy pleasuring you had always been a pretty sight— the shimmering halo was only a little bonus this time. 
But you wanted his horns to hold onto. “Just like that, Mams…doing so well, pretty boy.” Your hips rocked over his mouth, grinning down at him with gold flickering in your eyes. 
He was all about giving now that the bangle had taken hold, which even before, Mammon always keened when you sat on his face and just used him. 
The second born was moaning and whining and whimpering against your skin as his tongue lapped up everything he could, “Mmph- like this? ‘M I doing good, Mc?” 
“Y-yeah, baby, fuck— so good…” you carded your fingers through Mammon’s hair, feeling him get more and more excited before you lifted up off his face. 
And he was absolutely distraught with the lack of your taste, desperate cry leaving him as he tried to chase after you. “No, no, no! Mc, please, come back— wasn’t done, wanna taste you still, wanna make you feel good, please!” 
The laugh you let out made him whine even louder, fingers gripping frantically at your thighs. It was like a switch flipped, magic being overtaken by his greed. 
His eyes flickered gold like yours, a whiny growl escaping him. He forced you on your back within a second, mouth working at you even more desperately now as he held you down and took what he wanted— and he wanted to make you cum. 
“Jus’ let me, please let me make you cum— you taste so good, Mc, I don’t wanna stop. Want you to scream my name and yank my hair, grip my horns, just give me more- more, more, more!” 
A small shriek left Levi when you rammed against his prostate, hiccuped cries of your name following. His back arched, wings flaring out behind him, making you hit even deeper spots inside of him. 
With his new attitude, he’d been letting everyone else spend time with you and he was finally feeling the built up envy creep along his spine, right beside the spikes of pleasure. 
“Aww…look at you. So sweet for me, huh? Why so shy, Levi? Wasn’t this what you meant about strengthening connections?” 
Garbled sounds left him, courtesy of your fingers stuffed in his mouth. His eyes rolled back, hands gripping at your hips desperately, though it wasn’t clear if he was pushing you away or pulling you closer.
“How am I gonna know I’m doing good if you don’t tell me, ‘vi? C’mon, sweet thing, tell me. Or do you not want me?” 
It was like you asked the unthinkable. A loud whine left him and his tail returned, knocking the halo right off his head before it coiled around your abdomen. 
“No! I want you, I want you so badly, please keep fucking me— don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!” Diamond shaped scales scattered across his body as the magic wore out. 
You cooed, thrusting into him sharply, making his body lurch, “Good boy, Leviathan..” 
“Fuck!” Satan cries out, fingers digging into his white wings to try and keep them from fluttering. His back arched almost painfully, loudly begging you to keep going. 
“Oh, look at you…” the coos that left you made him flush red, giving you a great sense of satisfaction. This was the most he’d been riled up since putting that ridiculous bangle on.
Your thighs were burning at the unforgiving pace you were riding him at, beads of sweat splashing onto his skin, so you decided to change the game a little. 
“Come on, Tannie, if you want it, work for it.” You settled your weight on top of him, ceasing your movements as you cockwarmed him instead. 
A displeased growl comes from the back of his throat, eyes snapping open with a glowing green. “Mc, move! Please!” 
Slowly, the halo above his head began to flicker and dim before it shattered, dissipating in the air. Another growl escaped him as his wings followed suit, tail lashing out like a whip. 
“That’s it— c’mon-!” You gasped when he yanked you forwards, chest pressing against his as his tail locked you in place. The only sounds that could leave you now were broken moans as he fucked you almost viciously. 
“You know how I feel about you fucking. teasing. me. Feels good doesn’t it? Yeah? Cause I’m not stopping. ‘M not stopping until I physically can’t fuck you anymore— fuck, I needed you.” 
Unabashed moans echo off the walls of Asmo’s bathroom as the fifth born writhes under your touch. The sound of water sloshing makes his cheeks burn fiery red and the sound of you moaning back at him makes it even worse. 
“W-wait! You d-don’t have to— oh!” 
“Shh, Azzy…’m just taking care of you. You were so hard and aching…could see it even though you tried to hide under the water.” 
The white feathers ruffled with pleasure (slowly shedded away and turning back), hips jerking frantically to chase the pleasure. The bangle’s magic was completely buried under how hot you made him feel and the feeling of you licking along the edges of his leathery wings increased it ten fold. 
“Yes, Mc, like that— don’t stop, just like that, just like that!” Amso curled over on you, horns knocking against your shoulder as he cried out even louder. 
You fisted his cock harder and swiped your thumb over the tip relentlessly, “Yeah? Made you feel so good, you corrupted yourself, huh? Pretty little Azzy…come on, cum.” 
The squeal he let out cracked halfway through, broken cries of your name following like a mantra. His hand encased yours, making sure you didn’t stop jerking him off. 
“K-keep going, don’t stop! Wanna cum for you again ‘n again, gotta make up for when I was giving you away to the others, please, please, let me cum again for you!”
“H-haaah…ah! M-Mc…what’re you..o-oh..doing?” 
“You said it made you happier seeing others get to eat, so…” you hummed, licking your lips before digging your tongue back into the slit of his cock, “I’m just..enjoying my meal…” 
Beel had always lost his cool when you went down on him, finding your mouth to be too good at pleasuring him. The growl he let out was something only a demon could make. 
The glowing of the bangle did nothing to deter you— in fact, you only laughed and peered up at him with the red sin of gluttony swirling through your irises. With another hum, you enveloped his cock in your mouth and forced your head as far down as you could, swallowing around him. 
He tried so hard to not buck into your mouth or grip at your head as the magic worked to keep his ravenous nature at bay, but…that’s just not who he was anymore. 
“C’mon, Beelie…want you to cum in my mouth, I wanna taste you..pretty please? Let me have it…” 
A low groan fell past his lips, hips finally jerking up and accidentally making you choke. A rushed apology was given as his fingers tangled in your hair and gently guided your head at a faster pace. 
The beating of his insectual wings was rapid as he got closer, magic completely dissipating when he let out a sound akin to a small roar, grabbing at his own horns when he came. 
Watching you pull away with visibly stuffed cheeks, slowly working on swallowing it all (though drops still ran down your chin) made a sharp pang shoot through him. 
“Thank you…you always make me feel so good, Mc…but..now ‘m hungry. Let me return the favor..wanna taste you too.” 
“A-are you sure…this is o-okay?” Belphie chokes out quietly, hands pressing down on your hips to keep you pinned to the bed with your knees bent to your sides. 
Your fingers curl in the sheets, body lurching forward at each thrust, “yeah, ‘s okay— feels good, doesn’t it? You’re doing so good, Bel…” 
The clipped whines and gasps that Belphie was making made his cheeks flair with an embarrassed flush; but you were right. It felt so. fucking. good. And he didn’t think he ever wanted to stop. 
Through the pleasure, it was easy to ignore the glowing bangle on his wrist and the voice in the back of his head telling him that he should have more reservations- that he shouldn’t be doing this— that voice wasn’t even his. Belphie wanted this, he did! 
As your hands stretched back to claw at his lower stomach, you moaned out his name and wiggled your hips, begging him to go faster. 
“Please, Bel…know you can go f-faster than this, want you to fuck me— please, please, please! Don’t wan’ you to be an angel, want you to be my demon again-!” 
Magic cracked in the air, sending the hair on the back of your neck rising before a familiar tail curled around your stomach and yanked your lower half higher up, forcing your chest further into the mattress. 
The attic bed creaked with the force he slammed into you at, whines mixing with growls now; his horns pressed against your skin as he rested his forehead against your back, making it arch even more.  “Yeah? You want me to fuck you senseless again? Couldn’t even go a couple days without having me play with you, fuck, you’re such a slut for me.”
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levisfavgirl · 4 months
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SOMEBODY FUCKING SEDATE ME HES SO FINE WTF
(artist is linkim_2222eng on twt)
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Just imagine your man calling his cock "candy" and not telling you what it really means.
Like you were just having a normal lunch with him when he carefully whispered into your ear.
"Wanna eat something sweet after? I got a candy and thought you would like to have it for dessert." His voice is low and slightly hoarse.
Your eyes widen from the excitement and you nod quickly your head. You can't help but wonder how that candy would taste like. Is it strawberry flavor? Blueberry? Or maybe watermelon? God, you can't remember the last time you actually ate a candy since you are not a child anymore.
After finishing your meal, you grabbed his hand excitedly.
"Come on, let's go eat that candy!"
Your boyfriend can't help but chuckle at your innocent. Seriously, you are way to adorable and naive for you own good. He quietly smiles and lead you to your shared room. As you close the door behind you, you hear an unzipping sound.
"Uh... what are you doing?" You ask softly.
He does not even reply, only turning around and sitting on the bed. His legs are spread, only in boxers when you notice the growing bulge in his underwear. He chuckles at your shocked face.
"What, I thought you wanted a dessert?"
"That's way better than a dessert..." You whisper before approaching him with a lustful face.
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Levi, ERWIN, Jean, TOJI, Nanami, Gojo and any other men you like
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lazyexcuse · 5 months
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*Y/n and Levi training*
Levi, wiping the blood from his lips with a smirk: “Oh yeah? Is that the best you can do?”
Y/n, holding back tears: “Yeah actually, I’m trying really hard..”
Levi, standing up straight, shocked: “Oh.. ok.. hey— it’s ok—“
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kentopedia · 5 months
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.𖥔 ݁ ˖ LEAVING LIPSTICK STAINS ON LEVI
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fem!reader, sfw, fluff, you leave lipstick all over levi before a mission and the scouts find out, just something super cutesy & short while i work on some longer pieces hehe, pls ignore errors lol, 1.3k words
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“promise you’ll come back in one piece?” you say, smoothing the wrinkle between levi’s brow with a kiss. 
he glances up at you from under his lashes, crinkling his nose as a short, breathy laugh escapes him, one he tries to subdue. still, he can’t deny the happiness that slips onto his features, not when joy is so fleeting because of the life that the two of you live. 
cold hands run across your back, down to your hips as you straighten his collar, kissing his sharp cheekbones, the bridge of his nose. “i’ve made it this far, haven’t i?” levi mutters, squeezing your sides gently before shifting you off of his lap.
he lifts you, sets you on the edge of his desk, causing some of the papers that erwin had dropped off earlier to crinkle. a smile graces your lips as levi stands, stretching his limbs behind him, the chair pushing away from the desk with a creak.
“i’m going to be late because of you,” levi remarks, eyes narrowed playfully, but he gives you another kiss on the lips, lingering there like it’s painful to pull away.
“then stop kissing me.” your hands splay across his chest, but you don’t push him away, feeling his heart beat under his ribcage, the melody that you will always come back to. still, levi tugs your hips forward, slots in between your legs, and kisses you even deeper. “it’s time for you to go, captain levi.” 
a heavy sigh weighs against your mouth, his exhale warm as he pulls back. “sounds like you want me gone.” 
“of course i don’t.” your voice softens as you play with his fingers for a moment, before he's tugging them away gently, withdrawing from your figure. “i'm going to have to find someone else to sleep next to while you’re away."
normally, you would’ve been going with levi and the rest of the scouts, but an injury from your last mission prevented you from going on any more for a few weeks. 
levi snorts, putting on his jacket, fixing the leather straps across his chest. “is that all i’m good for? killing titans and keeping your bed warm?”
you make a face at him, then shrug, half-hearted as he stares back at you with amusement. then, you laugh, cheerful and free; you know levi will come back to you. he has no other choice. 
levi makes his way towards the door. 
“levi?” 
he turns, the lipstick stains still visible on his cheek, dark against his pale skin. for a moment, you wonder if you should tell him—if he’d be mad if you didn’t. 
but then you remember he’s going to meet with a squad of fifteen year olds that have all almost died alongside him. if they really have a problem with their captain being loved by you, then they don’t care about him as much as you thought. 
you smile and shake your head, voice holding just enough mischief for levi to notice. “just be safe. i love you.” 
he softens. there are times where levi is hesitant to say the words, still worried you will be taken from him. but this is not one of those times. not when you will be separated for days, his life once again in danger. “i love you too, sweetheart.”
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within ten minutes, levi is down to the first floor, pushing into the room where the members of his squad are already waiting. 
he’s only a minute late, but he feels like they must have been waiting for hours, the way that they are all gawking at him with wide eyes, connie’s jaw faltering slightly. “everyone here?” levi asks, doing a quick scan of the room, counting heads like he’s their babysitter. 
no one says anything. eren’s eyes look like they might bulge out of his head, and jean covers his mouth, looking away as him and sasha let out a stifled giggle. 
levi’s mouth draws into an even thinner line. “what the hell are you snickering about?" he grumbles, looking at each of them individually, wondering who will be the first to confess. 
their eyes dart away dramatically, faces red. even eren, who is normally more obnoxious than the rest, seems to have run out of words to say. 
his eye twitches; levi wonders if connie’s head might burst, or if sasha’s laugh will rip out of her first. 
“well?” levi asks again, snapping, already tired of this mission. a hot cup of tea sounds nice, in bed next to you.
armin, as usual, is the one to speak up when no one else has anything intelligent to say. “well, sir,” the blonde says, gesturing towards his own face. “i think…”
levi touches his cheek, remembering all the places you’d kissed him earlier, wearing that pretty black dress and your dark lipstick. a sigh leaves him when he pulls his fingers away, the tips coming back, smeared with a deep red. 
he should've known.
“i see," levi says, staring for a moment, before meeting eren's eyes, his lips finally widening into a grin.
“ooooh," eren sings, his expression smug as mikasa elbows him, her own features pinched tight. "the captain’s in looooove."
levi knows they are expecting a reaction, a spectacle of the fact that he adores you. but he’s never kept it a secret, and he’s certainly not ashamed of all the things he feels for you. 
“and what if i am?” levi asks instead, pointedly staring eren down as the rest of the scouts watch the exchange. “honestly, i am surprised no one noticed sooner.”
eren’s jaw falters a bit; a small wave of silence falls over the scouts. you and levi don't make a point of hiding your relationship, but really, levi shouldn’t have been surprised that no one in his squad was observant enough to notice. 
or so he thought, anyway.
historia’s smaller, high-pitched voice breaks up the quiet, repeating your name back to him, as if affirmation that you’re the one he kisses goodnight. a silly question really, considering levi has never looked at anyone else with the same kind of tenderness. 
“it is her, isn’t it?” historia asks, smiling softly. “i only know because you’re always holding hands under the table when you think no one can see.”
levi raises his eyebrow. “clearly we were wrong about that.” though, of all the things to notice, he thought it’d be the way you kiss him after every mission, the way he’s harder on you than anyone else because he doesn’t want to lose you.
eren shrieks your name like he’s never heard it before, and levi is starting to wonder if the boy actually is an idiot. his old squad had known immediately; petra caught you sneaking up to levi’s quarters when you thought everyone else was asleep, kissing him on the cheek when you thought everyone's back was turned. 
it’s been a long time since then, he supposes. maybe the years have taught you subtlety. 
“how long have you been together?”
“does she actually like you?” 
“do you—” connie makes a lewd gesture with his fingers. “you know.” 
“connie!” jean shouts, whacking him on the back of the head. “what do you think! dumbass.” 
“hey!" connie says, rubbing his head. “geez. i just can’t picture it.” 
"i’d rather you didn’t." levi’s face turns sour, disturbed by a room full of teenagers discussing his private and romantic life. “bring it up again and i’ll leave you outside of the wall on the next mission.” he pauses, crosses his arms with an exasperated exhale. “and she likes me just fine. at least, she has for the past five years.” 
“five—” 
a new wave of questioning starts and levi pinches his temples, shakes his head, the red smear of lipstick still on his face.
levi almost wishes you could’ve been there to field the questions instead. you’ve always been better with the kids, connected with them a lot easier than levi had.
even if it was would’ve exposed his lovesick eyes, the tiny lift of the corner of his mouth when you were around.
he’s never been very good about hiding it anyway.
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Levi's eyes in season 4 hold so much emotion 🤍
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End of a Great Story 🪽🥹
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levenlike11 · 5 months
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''... and! did you know otters hold each other's hands while sleeping to not get carried away in the water? i think it's so adorable - they look so cute all cuddled up and sleeping like they're almost hugging their loved ones! i bet they feel so soft and fluffy too-''
they cup your face with both hands and stare into your eyes. just as you were opening your mouth to ask what's up, they press their lips on yours. when they pull back, after seeing your surprised face, they think you were annoyed at them kissing you without your consent.
''please forget this ever happened. i'm sorry.'' they pout.
''already forgotten then.''
they analyse your face intently, with a gaze that feels like they're staring into your soul instead of your eyes. confused and not knowing what to say,
''i enjoyed that.'' you smile.
''oh. okay then-'' they proceed to crash their lips on yours again.
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nagi, rin (blue lock) levi, annie, hange (aot) todoroki, kirishima (mha) giyuu, tanjiro, obanai (demon slayer) megumi, geto, yuuta (jjk) draken (?) hakkai, yuzuha (tokyorev) kageyama, akaashi, kenma, suna, osamu (hq) and anyone else you'd like!
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POST WAR!LEVI ACKERMAN YOU’LL ALWAYS BE THE PRETTIEST
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MC falls asleep on him
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Lucifer:
‘…?!’ Is what Lucifer is thinking as your head drops onto his shoulder.
You had cajoled him into doing some of his constant paperwork in a bigger chair for a change. So there’s room for you to sit next to him! You’re not even demanding his attention, or the spare time that he doesn’t have, you’re being very considerate, you just wanted sit next to him, that’s all, you had promised!
Lucifer caved, because he is very soft for his human—even though he’s loathe to look like it. You were in fact being considerate… so he had brought a stack of relatively low-importance papers out of his office, into the living room.
You were sitting on a couch together, him with his stack of administrative papers and you with a homework assignment. You finished yours quickly, so you ended up playing a game on your DDD as you lean against him.
He checks on you periodically out of the corner of his eye. He’s relaxed though—as relaxed as Lucifer gets. This is peaceful. Meditative, almost. He’s happy. All his brothers are elsewhere, his tasks are not too overwhelming, he gets to have a nice, calming afternoon sitting in companionable silence with his favourite housemate…
A sudden weight falling on him jolts him out of his trance. Your cheekbone thunks against his shoulder. He blinks. Processing.
In quick succession, his brain goes like ‘..?!’ then ‘it is mid-afternoon why are you sleeping’ and ‘have we been overworking our human?’ and ‘aww. MC really does trust me that much.’
He adjusts the way you’re situated so you’re more comfortable as he finishes up the last of his work. When he’s done, he takes a moment to just observe. To appreciate your trust in him. Also, to congratulate himself again for his part in the creation of the exchange program, because it brought you into his life.
(He tries to ignore the stubborn twinge of nostalgic heartache he feels as well. You’re reminding him so much of Belphie, from back when his relationship with him was good. He’d never admit it, but he misses having his babiest brother fall asleep on him like this.)
Lucifer gathers up his papers, then picks you up, being careful not to jostle you too much. Let no one ever say he doesn’t take good care of his human. He carries you to your room to put you to bed. Clearly you need the extra sleep. Or… well, he tries to. You’re holding onto him pretty insistently.
He expects himself to feel irritated, but… no. He can’t help but feel a little smug, actually. It’s cute, you’re cute, you don’t seem to want him to leave you. So… fine. He’ll oblige. For a short break.
(An hour or two later, you’ll wake up to the smells and sounds of dinner being prepared. You’re… not under your blanket? No, you’re covered by Lucifer’s ridiculously long coat. It’s warm, soft. It smells like him. In this moment, it’s impossible to miss how loved you are.)
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Mammon:
The first time this happened (in your room, watching movies without any of his brothers for once), Mammon was stunned. He had frozen up, stuttered some nonsense to no one in particular, then quickly slapped his free hand over his mouth as he realized he would wake you if he didn’t immediately chill out.
Now though? You’ve been in his life for a while. He’s your oldest friend here. Those movie nights had become a habit, even though it remained rare to have one with no one else joining in. So this has happened a lot, and he’s gotten used to it. He doesn’t react so outwardly anymore, not unless one of his brothers show up to make fun of him.
If they try it, Mammon is rather aggressive about shushing them. At first, because he hated to be so obvious about how much he cares about you, but now that he’s a bit more used to it, it’s because he doesn’t want them to disturb you. He feels like he’s protecting you by keeping his brothers from waking you up. Sometimes, he’s the one who wakes you up by telling them to shut up just a bit too loudly, or silently gesturing for them to be quiet or go away a little too enthusiastically.
His brothers roast him even more for that. Poor thing.
Time and time again, you pass out on his shoulder. During a movie, mid relaxed hangouts with various groups of the brothers, in the rare times when hanging out solo with Mammon is a relaxing low-energy affair, while studying, during the lunch break at school, even in class sometimes. His heart warms, and he can’t help but smile at the familiar feel of you conked out on his shoulder again. He doesn’t even mind if you snore.
Mammon is usually such a loud, high energy person. Neither you nor him finds anything wrong with that of course, it’s one of many lovable things about him. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t like being able to just chill with you sometimes though. It’s nice.
Eventually, he gets familiar enough with this that he’s willing to move you around to get more comfortable. With time, he learns exactly what ways he can move you without disturbing you. So most of the time when you fall asleep on him, you wake up in some other position. Sitting in his lap, lying down with a sleeping Mammon wrapped around you, being carried to another room, propped up against his side in your next class, being hugged like a teddy bear in his room, etc etc.
He never questions why you’re tired. He just lets you pass out on him. He wants you to be in the best possible condition, and he will happily take all the time with you he can get. He takes this to mean that you also want all the time with him that you can get, that you would rather stay with him than go to bed when you’re tired because you would rather not be separated from him. Just like how he feels about you. Why else would he be in your room as often as he is?
You trusting him enough to sleep on him all the time makes him feel like he’s being a good guardian demon, like he’s as precious to you as you are to him.
He’s a fan of all the free cuddles he gets out of this, too.
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Levi:
You’re in Levi’s room with him, set up very comfortably as you’re marathoning an anime together. You’ve been at it for hours though, you’re already a bit sleep deprived, and you’ve seen this one a few times already. You can’t stop yourself from nodding off. Your head drops onto his shoulder.
Levi freaks out.
“afgshrjdxssh—WH-!” He flails. You immediately snap awake again. “You—uhh-!” He shoves you away in a panic, then immediately changes his mind, pulling you back in, then freezes for a moment before letting go of you to flap his hands frantically. “Nonono stay—wait no, you don’t want to—I mean, you don’t have to—I mean, get o—uhh! Um! I mean! S-stay if you want, but I don’t care if you don’t want to—!”
You blink slowly at him a couple times. Trying to parse his contradictory sputtering. You’re tired, you’re not working at full brain power. You figure he means something along the lines of: ‘ooo I’m Levi, I have bad self esteem and I can’t believe you want to touch me, but I want you to, but I can’t say that because I cope with feeling unlovable by acting all tsundere because that way I feel less pathetic, love you though!’
You know. Standard Levi stuff. You love him so much—and you’d be very happy if he started therapy.
For now though, you just grab his arm and pull him closer to you again. You bury your face in his shoulder. This time, it’s unmistakably a deliberate move. Wordlessly telling him that you do in fact love him enough to want to touch him.
It’s like his body just took a screenshot! He keysmashes out loud.
Slowly, he calms down. He puts one hesitant arm around you. You don’t move. He can’t tell if you’re already asleep again or just pretending to be, but either way you seem to be comfortable.
Soon enough, he finds himself smiling like an absolute dork. This… is actually very effective reassurance. He feels all warm and fuzzy and loved. He likes holding you.
It’s reminding him of TSL fluff fics he’s read where absolutely nothing happens except Henry and the Lord of Shadows cuddle. A way for him to experience affection vicariously through a character he relates to and a character he loves, when he really wants hugs himself but can’t have any.
He squeezes you softly as his heart warms. He squishes his cheek against the side of your head.
“I love my Henry..!” Levi mumbles to himself, under his breath. He has no way of knowing if you heard that, which is why he said it out loud. It’ll be a while until he gets the nerve to say it when he knows you can hear.
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Satan:
He is HONOURED, he is OVERJOYED, he is MELTING, he is… very carefully remaining perfectly chill.
It’s the same type of happiness as when a cat decides to sit on you out of nowhere. He’s been chosen!
He is SO happy you trust him so much!
He had been reading, as usual. You had been sitting next to him, as usual. You had gotten tired, and without a moment of hesitation you had buried your face in his shoulder and fallen asleep.
He carefully contains all the joy this gives him, so he doesn’t disturb you. He wraps an arm around you, plants a soft kiss on your head, and goes right back to reading.
If you sleep fitfully, he’ll stroke your hair to soothe you.
When you wake up, he’ll ask if you had a nice nap. He won’t make any moves to make you get off him. If you choose to anyway, he won’t react outwardly, because he doesn’t want to discourage you falling asleep on him again. He wants this to happen lots more! So he’ll just smile at you and go back to his book.
But if you don’t choose to leave, he’ll shift you entirely into his lap to make you both more comfortable. He can hug you properly like this. If he’s sure you’ll be comfortable with it, he’ll kiss your forehead before going back to his book. He’s very happy to keep you there.
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Asmo:
Predictably, Asmo’s gonna take ALL the pictures of this!
A few in which he doesn’t look at the camera, as if they were candid shots. Some where he’s posing cutely, a couple where he’s kissing your head, a bunch of various angles of your sleeping face. What can he say, he thinks the way your cheek squishes against his collarbone is just precious.
A bit less predictably, he posts none on devilgram. No, these are just for him.
…maybe the best ones are for the group chat. He’s gotta show off his cute human to someone, it may as well be to his brothers. They’ll appreciate you properly. He’ll share after you’ve woken up, though. He doesn’t want anyone barging in to disturb you.
He’ll share the pictures with you as well if you ask, of course! What he will NOT do, however, is risk you deleting them! He’ll back them up first. He’ll store them in a hidden album if you’re shy about them, but he’s not deleting them!
Well, unless you’re genuinely uncomfortable. Then, okay fine. But please let him keep at least one? You’re so cute!
He’ll be more affectionate over the following days. Trying to be next to you all the time, inviting you to his room at every opportunity, pulling you to sit next to him. All because he hopes you’ll fall asleep on him again. Or just lean on him like that, and let him cuddle you. Please, he’d be SO happy!
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Beel:
Beel is so used to this behaviour. Belphie falls asleep on him all the time. He’d be the most chill about it.
As if it’s routine, he’ll secure you in your position with his arm, so you can’t fall and get hurt. He’ll rub your back and hum softly to you to help you relax if you don’t seem to be sleeping well. Beel is warm and soft and big and comfy, like the giant teddy bear he is at heart. He’s considerate and gentle. He’s always really sweet to you, and that doesn’t change one bit even when you’re unconscious.
When he inevitably gets too hungry to stay where he is, he’ll just take you to the kitchen with him. It’s no problem, he does this with Belphie all the time. It doesn’t matter how much you weigh, Beel can carry you easily. He thinks nothing of it.
He can cook one handed too if he needs to. He’s got practice—also because of Belphie. He’s chilling, he’s comfortable, there’s nothing unusual about this at all to him.
If the kitchen noises wake you up, he’ll apologize and share his food with you. He’ll tell you outright that he’s happy to let you use him as a pillow whenever you want.
(Also, he makes a mental note to drop you off with Belphie instead of bringing you along to the kitchen and risking waking you up again next time)
If it doesn’t wake you up, no problem! That’s what he expected. He just carries you around as he does what he needs to do around the house. He’ll put you to bed properly if he needs to go outside of course, but otherwise he’s bringing you with him.
When you wake up, he’ll put you down if you somehow indicate that’s what you want. If you don’t though, he just… won’t. He likes holding you. He’d do it so often if he thought you’d like him to.
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Belphie:
…Welp. The table has turned, hasn’t it.
People don’t fall asleep on Belphie while he’s awake too often! He’s not usually conscious to experience this! He likes it though. He thinks you’re being so cute.
9 times out of 10, Belphie will take this as his cue to cuddle up to you and join you in sleep. He can always be tempted into a nap. He’d make sure this the comfiest, nicest, most restful nap you’ve ever taken. He’d make sure you feel so safe and loved. You will NOT be disturbed on his watch.
On the rare tenth time, when Belphie isn’t tired, he might whine about being trapped. When one of his brothers points out that he can move you very easily, he glares at them. He maintains that it’s illegal to move when you’ve been chosen as someone’s pillow. When it’s pointed out that he’s perfectly capable of waking you if he really wants to get up, he looks affronted. He would NOT do that, he says. Do they think he’s completely heartless, he asks.
Well. He wouldn’t do that unless he’s feeling particularly bratty. He’d totally do it to any of his brothers… but he’s soft with you. He loves you. Be so for real, do you think he’d really ever pass up an opportunity to cuddle you? No way. He can go shopping later.
He won’t tell you that though. He’ll bitch about it to your face, complaining until you agree to go shopping with him next time, all the while refusing to let go of you.
He already was not hesitating to fall asleep on you, but he somehow gets more shameless and constant about it. Since you’re doing it too, it’s your thing now. You’d be a hypocrite to complain now.
Yeah, he couldn’t be happier about this. Please sleep on him all the time. Enable him even more! He’ll make sure you won’t regret it.
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Mc: *laying on a pool chair, unconscious*
Levi, panicking: They're not breathing!
Solomon: I'll give them mouth-to-mouth!
Mc: *opens one eye,* Ew no! Let Mammon do it! *Closes eye*
Lucifer:
Beel:
Solomon:
Satan:
Levi:
Belphie:...
Mammon: GET OUT OF THE WAY, MOTHERFUCKERS!
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Exclusive Mc Privileges
Lucifer
Getting to wear his big coats and gloves when you’re cold or whenever you feel like it
Interrupting him working with no consequences no matter how silly the reason
Waking him up first thing in the morning like a kid on Christmas
Telling him how attractive he is when he’s mad
Helping him grooms his wings
Taking as many silly pictures together as they want as long as they don’t share them with anyone
Borrowing his pens
Helping yourself to his record collection
Staying out late
Comforting him in the middle of the night when he wakes up with a nightmare
Mammon
Being his passenger princess
Treating him like a princess whenever he feels inadequate
Borrowing his sunglasses at any time
Keeping him company when Lucifer hangs him upside down
Taking the blame for anything bad you did even if it means losing money
Driving his car
Using his money
Calling him you first and cutest demon
Dressing in matching outfits even if they are bright pink
Levi
Joining him to any and all conventions
Making cosplays with him
Borrowing anything from his manga collection
Touching or seeing his tail in a domestic setting since he’s insecure about
Polishing his scales for him before parties!
Feeding him while he’s gaming
Letting you play any game you want on game nights together
Doing his makeup whenever you feel like it
Caring for Henry
Satan
Organizing his books
Sharing his tea collection with him
Baking cookies together from his favorite book series
Going to exclusive events as his partner
Using his influence to get you whatever you want
Spending late night reading time with him
Going on morning walks with him
Scrubbing his hair in the shower <3
Borrowing his notes from class if you were sick or just forgot to take some that day
Asmo
Sharing his morning routine with him since he wants you to look fabulous too
Getting lots of gifts from him since everything he sees reminds him of you
Borrowing anything you want in his closet
Using his Devilgram
Matching jewelry!
Making jewelry together to have it matching which is better than buying it
Attending meet and greet events with him as moral and emotional support
Him cooking cute recipes he found online for you
Being his personal model for new looks
Beel
Cooking for and with him
Stopping him from eating the ingredients while cooking
Picking out his change of clothes after the gym
Going on dates to new restaurants
Stealing his shirts to fashion into outfits or lounging around in
Piggy back rides!
Flexing his arms for you so you can touch them
Admiring his wings
Teaching you everything he knows about various Devildom dishes
Belphie
Sleepy kisses :)
Hiding in the attic to get away for a while and nap
Pillow shopping together
Going camping in the middle of nowhere to admire the stars and each others company
Sneaking off together at parties
Karaoke together since he knows how much you love his voice
Attempting to wake each other up but falling back asleep together each time
Surprising you at RAD with random gifts of flowers
Making cupcakes together and ending in a flour war
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