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Shingeki no Kyojin S3 | Ep 44 | Levi vs Kenny

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LAST FEW DAYS TO LEVI MONTH! 💐✨

Few refreshers before we go!

⭐️ Make sure to tag #levimonth24 in your works and mention what day it is for in the submission.

⭐️ #Levimonth24 will be tracked on tumblr, ao3, twitter, as they are the main archival spots. If you don’t want to post your works on them, upon request, we can crosspost for you, but otherwise only links to the original works will be posted. Strongly urging everyone to also use ao3 in particular since it is ideal for archiving works, both writing and art. You can also use twitter to enhance your audience.

⭐️ Late entries are absolutely welcome! Don’t feel discouraged if you can’t finish them in the time slot, especially since it is a large event.

⭐️ Don’t forget to like/reblog/kudos/comment/retweet works you enjoy and show support to the creators!

[skybear007]

that moment when you cross the point of no return with a character should be accompanied by a specific chime i think. like 🔔 congratulations! this one has been installed in the Permanent Collection and you will never stop thinking about them as long as you live

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thinking about how postwar!levi would wake up next to you, awoken of course by his face being peppered with kisses. if he dared to question you, he’d be shut up with soft kisses to his pillow soft lips. because why would he complain when he could let you love him?

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I also think in the modern world levi would have a job where he’s physically doing something. tbh I don’t see him as the type of person who could stomach a desk job.

I could see him as a forensic cleaner, EMT, or even a veterinary technician?? something stimulating to both his brain and body and just enough organized chaos

there’s a guy on YouTube who offers to clean hoarded homes for free and tbh I think that’s something levi would do. it would satisfy that cleaning itch in his brain, while also helping ppl who desperately need it

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there’s a guy on YouTube who offers to clean hoarded homes for free and tbh I think that’s something levi would do. it would satisfy that cleaning itch in his brain, while also helping ppl who desperately need it

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my gf is beta’ing my first chapter. I have some tweaks and gaps I need to fill in but it’s happening folks 😩😩

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what’s the most stereotypically culturally accurate thing about you? mine is queuing. I will get feral about a queue. doesn’t matter the who or the where if you’re cutting a queue I’ll kneecap a bitch

[skybear007]

Levi's thighs 🥴🥴

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hey just want to remind my american followers that the US is still one of the most influential nations in the world and that one fascist in power makes everything worse everywhere for a long time. please don't fuck this up for the rest of us

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Hey everyone 💗 Levi/Reader-OC Month prompts are out, please reblog and help everyone hear about it.

Looking forward to this August! 💕

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I am almost done with the prologue 😩 I just have to adjust a few things then my gf will beta read it.

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i just want levi's dense toned body above mine while he's kissing my neck and humping me is that too much to ask on this fine Monday evening

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canonverse!levi’s awkwardness transcends (descends?) the “cutesy uwu 🥺👉👈” definition that’s popular these days. being among his close friends is different, but it’s still hard for him.

he’s quiet and off-putting. people (who don’t know his status) think he’s strange.

his efforts to be clean and neat to dissuade the rumor that he’s from the underground doesn’t work as well as he wants. he’s really short and pale and just never socialized enough :/

he sneaks up on people by accident :( levi doesn’t feel very bad about it though because others need to be aware of their surroundings!

after isabel and farlan died, if you know the feeling of sitting alone at the middle school lunch table, that was him.

he ignores small talk most of the time just straight up. levi can’t bring himself to pretend to care about winning in social situations, so he’d rather be quiet.

he looks like the meanest most miserable bitch alive when he’s having an okay time.

he gets the “haha you don’t talk much do you” and doesn’t say anything (he doesn’t know what to say…).

“why is he even in the survey corps when he’s so emotionless and mean…?”

he doesn’t know what to do with his hands?

whenever he says something around the wrong people, trying to be conversational, he comes off sarcastic and makes it awkward.

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May I request hcs for levi sucking his afab spouse's breasts after a hard day

hi these became not hcs then it got So out of hand😭😭😭😭😭😭and i got carried away. pls forgive?

//afab!switch!Reader/switch!Levi | cumfort | creampie | messssyy pwp/quickie | dirty talk | praise | established relationship

wc - 1.3k

Levi crawls under the covers, rousing you. In the dark, late night, he had finally gotten home and now, out of the shower, lacking the energy to do much more than snuggle up to your back and wrap you in his arms. 

You wriggle around his way, breathing in clean lotion and soap, and embrace him. Surprisingly he doesn’t chide you to go back to sleep—it’s a gesture he seems to appreciate. Like usual, he practically plasters himself to you, squirming to get comfortable.

That’s when you feel him against your thigh, just a little. And like he can read your mind, his breathing hitches where it fans your lips, and he huffs, more irritated than anything. To be exhausted, but to need more, too.

You press your lips to his. “Hard day?”

You hear his raspy, quiet voice, “Missed you.”

The words by themselves would hit hard, much less like this when he’s sleepy and a little horny. “C’mere,” you murmur, guiding his mouth low to your neck. At first he gently mouths at the tender skin there. 

Half smiling, you stream your fingers in his hair and bring his lips lower, where your chest rises and falls with heavy breaths, and the suggestion of supple weight and warmth under your loose slip. Easy to sleep in, also easy to peel the neckline down and cause your breasts to spill out. 

He breathes in deeply, promptly kissing the apex of your chest. It’s not the first time you’ve done this.

His hand glides up from your waist, his palm stretching across one, squeezing it hungrily before kissing your nipple in apology. You gasp a bit. 

He buries his face, cradling the gentle weight of them both in his hands. As he mouths and kisses mindlessly more, his cock, snug with your bare thigh, hardens. You always like it pressed against you, as if that much more desperate to be touched.

You hum, loving both this feeling and the needy, almost doting attention he drowns your tits in. His breaths are getting heavier, and so hot. Every now and then—somehow knowing just how to turn you on—his thumb will flick your nipple, more, and then harder till they’re stiff enough to squeeze gently between his thumb and fingers. He tugs very lightly on them, just until you whine, then soothes the pinch with more kisses. 

You moan, grateful when he pops one into his mouth, somehow much hotter than his breath. It seems like he was keeping from drooling, or his mouth is just that wet, but he’s breathing hard now, and you can feel through his tight boxers where he’s gotten too turned on. 

“That’s it, baby…” As he builds up to sucking, you bring one of your hands from his messy hair and take a handful of his firm, round ass. He groans, following your guidance and lazily starts to rock his hips. Apparently, he needs to relax more than to cum, despite how hard he is, with more of his attention clearly being poured into sucking on your breasts with just enough pressure. He does this ceaselessly, till your nipples are puffy and sensitive, and you’re so wet it soaks your panties the first time you squirm since you started. Somehow, he picks up on this without feeling it, till he—finally easing up—slips one hand between your inner thighs and curses. You’ve soaked through your panties.

You start to say his name, embarrassed, when his fingers slide under, and glide wetly between your lips. If you strain your hearing and if your shared breathing wasn’t so heavy, you might hear your wet pussy being played with. 

“You’re soaked. So that’s how it is, huh.”

You can’t stop from moaning, shivering as he lightly rubs your swollen clit. Your fingers hook on his elastic waistband, just a bit tighter than you meant. “Levi? Please?”

He stops suckling, kisses your nipple and then answers. “This is gonna be hard to believe, but you don’t need this as much as I do. It’s really pathetic, but… I did miss you.”

He has a loose tongue when he’s tired, but you missed him too.

It’s a messy rush, but with his boxers down to his ankles, your panties pulled to the side, and your leg propped around his waist, he guides himself into place by dragging his cock through your folds, smearing your lips and clit. You think you might die before finally, he pushes inside, and groans, and shivers as you reel, mouth agape. Despite no preparation, your walls ease open for his stiff cock, welcoming and quivering tightly, reluctant to let him go even a bit. He sinks in but bottoms out quickly, groaning. “So tight… Feel so good around me…”

He doesn’t ever move till you say, though. It almost takes too long just to waste your breath but you manage to croak something out and he begins fucking you with earnest, deep and incessant because you both need this despite heavy eyes and heavy limbs. You need this before you pass out, but if he needs more he can go on fucking you like that anyway. You’d tell him if his cock didn’t feel so fucking good, blanking out every thought besides faster, deeper, Levi, please. Your drool is dripping from his chin and you can hardly keep hold around his muscular back, slippery with sweat, but he’s fucking you good.

“Oh fuck, Levi…”

He starts to ram into you harder, with fuller thrusts, but it seems he can’t put up with not being balls-deep in your pussy for any actual length of time before craving you again. Not that you blame him when you’re kind of not letting him. Fucking like rabbits. 

He whines, into your ear. “I need to cum… Fuck. You’re doing so good. Gonna make me cum.”

“Wanna—yeah”—your hand falls down to rub your clit, tearing a moan from you—“Yeah, yeah, fuck that’s a good boy.”

“Mm. Mm—…” He buries his face deep in your neck, closing his teeth on that spot and sucking. “Mine. Mine…”

Based on feel alone, the tensing of his body and the throb in his cock, you know he’s getting close. He’s getting more noisy, too. 

You rub your clit in firmer circles, gasping and holding him tightly—you’re almost…—and he shudders, a moaned mumble in your neck of something you don’t make out at first. He moaned your name. 

“Nng—I’m cumming, Levi,” you gasp in his ear, gasping and rambling. “Good boy—fuck, fuck, fucking rail me, oh god, don’t stop—”

“A-Ah—”

One needy slam hits home, then, with his pace stammering and his cock swelling in you. He takes a breath as if about to cry out, but his climax is too powerful to even make a sound over it—to do nothing except fuck you through your own, shooting electrifying pleasure through your whole body, trembling you to the core. 

“That’s my good girl,” he groans, just oozing in his satisfaction, then sinks his teeth in, and bites, hard. Your eyes roll. And true to his word from before, he eagerly fills you with his cum with every thick throb of his cock, pumping rhythmically. You’re so full. 

You come down and catch your breath. Of course, Levi recovers a lot sooner than you, and slips out. He kisses your forehead, and wipes a few beads of sweat he judges to be too close to your eyes, it seems. Even on the brink of exhaustion, his first priority is caring for you after. “You okay?”

Your eyes crack open. Your nipples are more sore than anything, but he looks too cute and sleepy like this to tease right now. “Mhm.” You smile, and kiss him.

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