#aot ship

[levmada]

happy belated valentine’s day!!!!!!!!!! i love eruri.

//overstim, lingerie, subby Levi, service dom!Erwin, multiple orgasms, lots of praise

“What the hell is all this?”

Rose petals sprinkled on the bedspread, and the gentle smell of lavender. Candles on either bedside table cast soft golden lighting across the walls. And the pinnacle to it all, Erwin, sits at the foot of the bed dressed only in a silky, red red robe.

“It’s Valentine’s Day, Levi. Remember?”

Yes, of course he remembers—they’d planned around their schedules for it starting a week ago.

Levi takes in the romance practically dripping from the room itself, and levels Erwin a lazy stare. He shuts the bedroom door without taking his eyes off him, and locks it sharply.

He unbuckles his belt with a soft clink. “Tch, I remember. You just surprised me by sabotaging my own plan.”

Erwin perks up at that, no longer so anxious-looking. Levi knows it took him most of the evening to get all this together. This must’ve been why Erwin disappeared straight after an early supper.

“Come closer.”

Levi does. He’s halfway through with his shirt buttons when Erwin tugs his shirt from its tuck, and undoes his fly.

“Careful with the underwear,” Levi murmurs, low and knowing.

Just as Levi’s trousers fall down his legs, he shrugs his shirt off his shoulders. It falls with a whispered flutter, revealing the midnight-black lingerie for Erwin’s wide, hungry eyes.

Levi is always so stubborn to admit he has curves—he thinks he’s so average in general—but the way the thin silken garters and lace hug his waist, his hips and round thighs is simply unmistakable. Before he even glances at the brazier, Erwin pulls Levi closer by his hip and thigh with a sharp inhale, stroking, admiring the bright contrast against his milky white skin and all its scars. Next to nothing is left to the imagination under his thong.

Erwin kisses his sternum, palms roaming his chest now. Several silky straps cling to his frame, causing the tight lacy cups of his brazier to push up his pecs.

Levi peers down through his lashes with forced indifferent, his cheeks pink. “You like it?”

“Do I like it…?”

“You better… It itched all evening.”

Which means that Levi had all this hidden just from view through their dinner together.

Erwin sits back and opens his robe, revealing his cock laying half-hard on his thigh, all from the mere sight of Levi. He more than just “likes” it.

With Levi’s eyes glued to him, Erwin then lets the robe fall and scoots back, outstretching one hand for Levi to take.

He crawls. There’s greed in the way he presses Levi back against him, nestled in his lap. And shared lust as he guides Levi’s legs apart, pinned open outside Erwin’s thighs.

“Hey… this thing can tear, you know. It’s lace.”

He has the nerve to complain, even with Erwin’s fingers soaked in oil, and sliding in-between his cheeks. Levi’s cock disappears in Erwin’s big fist.

“Those panties could barely hold this anyway…And those garters? Hopeless. I want to see bites on those thighs before the night ends.”

“Mmm…”

Erwin eases Levi’s hole open with four fingers with patient care, one-by-one. He’s the most patient between them by far, always has been. Like with every goal Erwin sets his sights on, when he wants to take his time undoing Levi, dragging out his whines, inching him to climax, he won’t and can’t be swayed.

But how could Erwin blame him? When three thick fingers drag against the spot inside him, Levi bucks his hips with a strangled moan, working his heavy balls that much tighter.

“Fuuckk…” he breathes. “Fuck…”

Erwin moans, low and husky right by his ear. “Are you gonna come like this?”

Levi’s toes curl as his thighs make vain attempts to close. His cock, held tight in Erwin’s fist, is straining now. “You gotta filthy fuckin’ mouth, sweetheart.”

“I think that’s a yes.”

Yes, yes, he’s right. For his first, Levi throws his head back and shakes as he’s thrust under a sea of pleasure. With three fingers plunging in and out of his quivering hole, cum squirts onto his belly and oozes between Erwin’s fingers.

“A-Ahh, ah…!”

That’s it, Lev’, that’s it. My good boy. Come for me.”

Levi cries out.

When he’s finished, he sags in Erwin’s arms. He doesn’t slow down, not for a second, so he shivers through the throes of overstimulation, grabbing at Erwin’s hair or his biceps or everything, panting. At every reaction, Erwin’s heavy breaths hitch by his ear.

When the fourth slides in, Levi’s jaw drops. Erwin sighs in satisfaction. “You always take them so well. And you sound beautiful while you do it.”

“Sh—Shut up…” Levi whines, face burning.

Surprising neither of them, Levi’s quick to bounce back again. His sticky cock lays on his pelvis, hard, by the time Erwin is on top and crowding him in between his biceps, sucking on his tongue.

The base can barely fit in Levi’s fist, but he likes soaking Erwin’s cock in oil before he pushes in. Instead of it being something of a chore, Levi gets to watch his blue eyes float closed and feel the desperation in his slight, needy thrusts.

“Please… Levi…”

And he loves making Erwin beg.

He loves making love with Erwin. That’s something not even Levi himself will let himself hear him say out loud, but sometimes, not even that first, smooth and powerful thrust inside compares to the endless pleasure that stretches on into forever, if that’s the way they want it.

Like lapping waves. Levi lifts his hips when Erwin’s rocks his, pressing in until he’s so full he can’t think of anything else, out until he’s on the verge of emptiness, and then slamming himself so deep inside him again.

One of his garters snapped apart at some point neither of them noticed. Not a doubt in Levi’s mind that Erwin will make good on his comment about bite marks. His pecs practically pour out of the small, lacy cups, which Erwin takes every opportunity to suck and kiss.

And so, the first time they really fuck that evening, they make love. Erwin lays flat on top of him, so not only is Levi full of him, but he’s pressed down by him, all around him, tasting and hearing Erwin moan his praises in his ear. They’re intertwined like a knot. Levi’s ankles close behind Erwin’s lower back, and their hands lay laced beside Levi’s head. They share sweat and heat, and a burning gaze.

But when Levi’s hands rake Erwin’s undercut backwards, and he groans, “Fuck…—fuck me harder,” Erwin gives him harder. They already bend over backwards for each other, but Erwin lives and breathes off pleasing Levi like this.

He whines, then throbs deep inside when Levi starts to babble. He always loses control of his tongue when Erwin fucks him right—which is always.

“Don’t stop, don’t stop—f-feels fucking—just like that.”

“Feels good?”

“Mhm—hah, yeah.”

“You—deserve it. Gods, you’re so gorgeous,” he gasps, lifting up properly now, braced on their interlocked hands and lifting Levi’s knee with the other to hammer into him at the perfect angle.

“Feels—good.” He coughs out of a cry, eyes shut tight. Then whispers over the harsh smack of skin on skin, “You make me feel so good…“

Levi doesn’t have to tell Erwin he’s beautiful or that he’s perfect, or even that he loves him, because it all means the same with that line. With the look in Levi’s silvery-blue eyes. And the sweet sound of Erwin’s name dripping off his lips.

You make me feel good.

“I love you,” Erwin whispers.

And finally, Erwin loves gazing into him when they go over the edge—seeing Levi’s eyes cross or roll back, and a cry Levi would rather muffle in Erwin’s neck bouncing off all four walls. Erwin is even worse at keeping anything less than a shout from escaping, and when his soft walls squeeze his cock tight, and when the rapid slapping of skin against skin is the third loudest sound on this side of the building, and all Erwin can chant is Levi’s name—that’s how they show this kind of love. When their chests heave. When their eyes well up with tears.

Coming down means next to nothing when the candles are still burning bright and they have a whole night to cherish, like fire slowly consuming fine parchment it starves for. It’s not emotional the whole night either—something neither of them would stand. It’s already understood. It’s always. It’s passionate, or begrudging and needy, playful—some special love exclusive to just Erwin and Levi.

Erwin will chuckle when he’s moving the third or fourth time, and Levi’s hole quivers around him. They’re spooning now, and taking it slow with no goal in mind. He teases Erwin for his neediness, all while his soft cock visibly throbs.

“Ah, you’re the horny one…” A warm, wet kiss to his neck. “Always so horny for me, honey…”

“You make me horny,” Levi breathes in utter bliss. “Don’t blame me.”

Even done, they’re not finished. In a peaceful, hushed lull in the sex, Levi leans up over Erwin’s shoulder, and bats off the red petal sticking to his sweaty back. They’ll just go again in the bath.

“Was killing all those flowers gonna be worth the clean-up?” he scoffs.

“Did you like them?”

"So what if I did?"

"Then yes." Erwin leans down and smacks the next kiss of many tonight to the side of Levi's mouth.

[stardust948]

It's them

[chrollohearttags]

drug dealer!mikasa and her hood princess gf headcanons

📝: don’t y’all judge me but this been in my head all day and it’s not going nowhere so I’m sharing the delusion.

mentions of heavy drugs, violence and weapons, robbery and setups, smut warning, tribbing, gunplay, fingering, car sex, Mika being a freak

drug dealer!mikasa, who you first met while working at a gas station was so infatuated the moment she laid eyes on you. Always frequenting on your scheduled days and making more visits than the average customer.

drug dealer!mikasa, who always looked fine as hell, regardless of how she was presenting that day. Whether she in a pair of baggy joggers, band t-shirt and a pair of Nikes or tight fitting two piece skirt and tube top that revealed all of the tattoos littering her toned body. Nothing but designer and expensive shit touched her skin.

drug dealer!mikasa appeared cool as a fan but every time she entered that store, she wondered how she was going to approach a bad bitch like you..loving your various hairstyles that you switched out weekly and duck bill nails. Not to mention the gold hoops dangling from your ears, clavicle piercings and tattoos.

“Who done your arm piece? It’s beautiful.” “From the shop on 104th. The tall dude with the long hair? Him.”

drug dealer!mikasa only smirked when you brought him up because she knew him very well. “That’s my boy Eren. We used to work together.” Failing to mention that said work involved a little something on the illegal side. Something she could never give up as easily.

drug dealer!mikasa, who drove a brand new matte black Audi R8 or Benz Truck when you saw her and wore jewelry that could pay your rent always gave a vague answer when you asked her what she done for a living.

“Shit, I’m tryna get like you, pookah. What you do for work?” “Family business. Nothing major.”

drug dealer!mikasa, who lived with her uncle, a well known club owner and kingpin attended the university as a business student, put her studies to good use selling all types of drugs to her peers; from the star football player to the stuck up sorority girls. It brought her joy to see those bitches tweaking on her supply.

drug dealer!mikasa, who mainly hung out on your side of town would offer to smoke you out after your shifts as you two sat in her car. Talking about random shit and having a good time. It was one night when the two of you were chilling when you decided to ask her once more what she done while she was high.

“I already told you, I’m in the family business.” uttering as you caught a glimpse of the baby Glock tucked between her console and a dime bag right beside it.

drug dealer!mikasa knew she couldn’t keep her secret any longer and seeing the excitement in your eyes at the prospect of her being a dealer, began to spend a lot more time with you and a whole lot more money! Buying you gifts, taking you out and spending racks at the strip club with you.

drug dealer!mikasa loved having you by her side when she made her drops. Knowing that you weren’t some boujie bitch who’d be scared. Sitting pretty in her passenger seat and holding her pistol. Not to mention that having a sidekick made it easier to hit a lick. Setting men up from her uncle’s club who had been harassing girls and robbing them blind.

“That dude again? Don’t worry, we’ll take care of him. Right, baby?” “Of course, this gon’ be fun.”

drug dealer!mikasa, who didn’t even need drugs after the high of watching you get these assholes down to their underwear and then coming in for the drop. Getting turned on by watching you count your money up while the guy cried in the corner. Just having to fuck you crazy afterwards.

“Yeah, suck on that gun like you did him, baby.” That mouth is so fucking pretty..” shoving her barrel between your lips as she fingered you in the front seat. Knowing how much wetter it got that little plump pussy.

drug dealer!mikasa loved when you fed each other percs because the sex was ten times more intense. From letting your tongue piercings clash in sloppy kisses as you scissored to riding a double sided dildo for almost an hour; going back and forth to see who could come the most. Leaving the bed drenched in your puddles of squirt and silky cream.

drug dealer!mikasa dicked you down better than any man with that thick eight inch strap on. Pounding you from behind and slapping your thick ass with each stroke.

“You fucking the shit out this pussy!…oooh..” “Then come for me, gorgeous. Give me that shit.”

drug dealer!mikasa ate you out and stimulated herself with a vibrator until the two of you finally tapped out and came down from that high.

drug dealer!mikasa had never met a girl like you, knew she’d never be able to fuck with anyone else after getting a taste of you.

[mikesmatcha]

Completed 7/9 MikeEru Month entries but still doing the 2/9 just bc I'm a completionist!!!!

[stafsar]

I'm going to die soon, but I'll die without regrets. Or that's what I'd like to say.

[captaindelighte]

I'm crying #1

[wasabi-gumdrop]

erejean ft. Jean Kirschtein’s camera roll

[grizarts]

Sketching my favourite AOT short king✨

[yellowcrowindustry]

Goodbye :’)

[lotus-pear]

"thank you for showing me the world outside the walls.."

also quick bonus doodle bc if this wasn't so tragic it would've been hilarious

[levmada]

Pls Kane drop eruri coded songs 🙏🏻

firstly im sorry this took so long, but this was an emotional trial pls hope u understand🙏they are not the happiest ship in the world

i have a whole spotify playlist😩but here are some highlights:

obligatory midnight sun by cinema staff

and obligatory name of love by cinema staff

1

a classic perhaps? duvet by boa from levi's perspective. like it can't get MORE eruri unless their names were in the song.

on the pain agony torment scale 10/10

2

francis forever by mitski from levi's pov. i hope it speaks for itself bc i can't explain without feeling gut-wrenching grief. jesus

on the pain agony torment scale 10/10

3

halo by starset from levi's pov again. just... devotion :') w levi his emotions run so deep but it reflects in the song really well. also the implication that erwin is like levi's angel instead of the devil he's known as.

on the pain agony torment scale 1/10

4

from erwin's pov. heat lightning by mitski. coming up on shiganshina yk.... i feel like erwin could already sense SOME conclusion was coming, although he didn't know what levi would do bc he's the one thing he could never predict (i am once again comparing them to eremika). whatever it would be tho, erwin trusted him.

on the pain agony torment scale 3/10

5

UGH. wait for me by rise against from levi's pov after RtS. i need to find more happy songs...

on the pain agony torment scale 7/10

6

knife prty by deftones. the SOUND of the song really helps get it across, but this is from levi's pov with ... actually letting someone in for the first time. very rough but very passionate too

on the pain agony torment scale 0/10

7

in this shirt by the irrepressibles

levi's grief as usual.

on the pain agony torment scale 6/10

8

the no seatbelt song by brand new

IM LOSING IT IM LOSING IT IM IN TEARS I HATE IT HERE

oh my god it hurts

erwin's feelings about levi from erwin's pov. accounts for his life on the BRINK in shiganshina though, too. possibly mid-rooftop.

on the pain agony torment scale 10/10

9

say yes to heaven by lana del ray

eruri, the good ending. sort of both povs. they run away to a cabin and abandon everything, or just, you know, modern au.

on the pain agony torment scale 1/10

10

love like you by rebecca sugar/from steven universe from erwin's pov

it doesn't get any more blatant than this. all of erwin's longing in a song.

on the pain agony torment scale 1/10

11

tears don't fall by bullet from my valentine

UGHHHH OMG!!!!! ERWIN'S POV ALL DAYYYYYY his last moments. but like. it's not a sad song if i think of it like erwin simping for levi for 6 minutes.

on the pain agony torment scale 2/10

12

i just threw out the love of my dreams by weezer from levi's pov

the song's catchiness takes away from the pain agony torment.

on the pain agony torment scale 5/10

13

cirice by ghost from levi's pov. no sadness, just love

on the pain agony torment scale 0/10

14

black friday by tom odell

mid-uprising and all when erwin seems to be losing himself... partly from both pov's. just everything going downhill. agony. pain. and torment of course.

on the pain agony torment scale 8/10

[clfixationstation]

idk if this is a hot take but I don't think Armin is friendly. I think people find him generally off-putting. Like, people think he looks sweet, but also find him strange; for the topics that interest him, the way he didn't stray far from Eren (& Mikasa) socially, and his general demeanor.

I think that as Armin established himself more as he grew up, he developed better interpersonal skills that compliment his rhetorical prowess. I think he's the type of person who sees value in life and in minimizing harm. He offers kindness to his friends and understanding to all. But I don't see him as particularly "friendly"

[motheryves]

aot ended so i would like to talk abt the girlies that really changed my brain chemistry. was it tragic? yes. but it was cute asf.

krista (yes im calling her krista) and ymir was one of the first lesbian couples in anime that i ever seen that wasn't fetished or played for jokes. almost all the animes with lesbians at this time were doing just that. so seeing two girls just fall in love without any weird ass shit was a fresh breath of air.

this couple really impacted me. the way ymir was just so open with her love for krista, and she didn't give af abt what other people thought. she still loved krista. like i just love them so fucking much. like omg.

and don't get me started on that fucking letter. i will forever cry to that scene. they deserve so much love. like ughh. they're so sweet.

[chrollohearttags]

also, since I’m back..I wanna say a HUUUUGE THANK YOUUUUU to @softedgessculptures for another amazing commission of me and hubby! I’ve been wanting this for the longest and she killed it! She’s so freaking talented and I can’t wait for the next one. 🤍🤍💙

[aengelren]

It used to be their joke.

[big-trouble-in-little-eldia]

Didn't expect the anime to actually go out and just confirm that Armin is canonically gay, but I won't reject it. Have an amended old meme