#as told by Levi

[scintilans]

i stan you too, levi! 🥰 💌

[devildom-moss]

MC and Solomon's demon relations

(+18)

[MC chatting with Solomon while Belphie naps on their lap]

MC: I’m still kind of jealous that you have a pact with Barbatos.

Solomon: You have all seven brothers - and you can always call on me for anything. You’re my favorite, most precious apprentice, after all. What more do you need?

Belphie, shifting in your lap: Gross.

MC: Shh, go back to sleep, Bel. Anyway, I know that, but Barbatos is so powerful.

Solomon: And hot?

MC: Extremely hot. The only thing that evens the playing field is his fear of rats. It’s got to suck to have his weakness be a small creature I could literally hold in my hands.

Solomon: To be fair, I know something you could hold in your hands that would make me weak, too.

MC: I swear, if you’re talking about-

Solomon: Yes, my dick.

MC: . . .

Belphie: You don’t even need to use both hands for mine.

MC: I thought I told you to go back to sleep!

Solomon: Did he just. . .?

MC: Yeah, he doesn’t mind admitting he’s on the smaller side.

Belphie: Small dick, open mind. I provide options and variety, what do you offer?

Solomon: This is more information than I wanted to learn today.

Belphie: Next time don’t flirt with my human right in front of my face. Now, take your decent 5.5 and find someone else to handle it.

Solomon: How did- MC?

MC: It wasn’t me.

Belphie: Only two more guesses. Or was it three?

Solomon: . . .

MC: Three of the brothers? Nice. Which ones?

Solomon: No. We're not doing this.

MC: Come on, tell me~!

[sleepy-sham]

We're officially in the double digits!!!!! Big Post™ #10 baybee!!!!

shoutout to @lilcreaturethingfromthewoods for the idea for the fourth one, as a thank you I have moved your requested Levi meme up in the posting order to be included in this one<3 that meme is also the first time I bothered to like, actually change the names in the screenshot to match the characters somewhat what a concept huh

more aot memes

[rainofthetwilight]

snore honk mimimimimimi 😴

[celsfandomrave]

Would anyone be interested if I did a deep dive into the costume design of Ted Lasso? If so what aspects. I’ve been thinking a lot about the costumes for Trent and Colin specifically and how they sort of signaled to a lot of fans that these characters could be queer. Also the funeral last season I think is nothing short of perfect. I’m also it makes me think about how we rarely, if ever see Ted out of his team branded clothes.

For context I literally sew costumes for theatre for a living and have a degree in costume design

[cherry-flavoured-thot]

mammon keeps a little picture of mc in his wallet, he is convinced it will bring him good luck. he, levi and beel most likely have a do it for them board which they all collectively gathered pictures of mc to make. 

[l3viat8an]

OMG FINALLY!!

I've been trying to send an ask for the past 3 days and it wouldn't let me 😭

The levi brainrot is bad‼️

Okay so imagine this

After living in the hol for a while you notice things begin to go missing, specifically your panties. You decide your just being forgetful of where you placed your things and move on. One day, Levi asks you to meet him in his room, but when you arrive he isn't there. You wait for awhile but he shows no sign of arriving, so you, being the little nosey thing you are, begin to look around. It starts off innocent, your admiring his figurine collection when you see a hint of red fabric out of the corner of your eye. You walk over to his bed and grab the clothing item to find its your..panties? You look down and see a box peaking out from under his bed, you grab and open it. It's all of your panties that went missing! But, why does levi have it? You hear the door open and then leviathan screams. You turn around, box in hand, and see how red levi is. I mean, he's redder then the fabric you were previously holding. He begins to stutter out an explanation and it finally hits you. "Your a pathetic little panty stealer, huh levi? He practically moans at your words as you notice his growing buldge. You look at him, a devilish look in your eyes. "Y'know, if you wanted me this bad all you had to do was ask." Hes panting at this point so desperate for your harsh words "But now that you've gone and been a little thief, you'll have to beg for it." You slowly walk towards him, "Well? Are you gonna be a good little slut and beg?"

That got a lot longer then I planned it to be 🧍‍♀️

-🕸

Nsfw content MDNI

Istg I still don’t know what’s wrong with my ask box 😭 it hates me I swear!- and uhhhh idk what happened Levi just eats at my brain 🧍🏼‍♀️CW: probably typos, sorry!! dom (?) gn!reader. Hand job / blowjob, ruined orgasm, degrading, lil bit of marking (my biting kink tbh) (Levi receiving all of it!!) 

Levi felt heat rush to his face at your words, his breath hitching as he tried to wrap his head around the situation. He had never wanted you to find out……but at the same time, the way you immediately talked down to him….well, he’s a pervert….it turned him on.

"I-I'm sorry, I just couldn't help myself…” Levi whispered, his eyes locked onto the floor. "Please...please…..please let me make it up to you. I'll do anything. P-please…”

You smirked at his words, just taking a moment and basking in the power you held over him. You slowly walked towards him, your hand reaching down to grab his stiffening cock, clicking your tongue in mock disappointment, "Anything, huh? Well then, let's see just how far you're willing to go.”

Levi let out a small whimper as you began stroking his cock through his pants. He was completely under your control….and he loved it~

"Please, please, please f-fuck…please M-MC, I'll- I meant it!! I’ll do anything, just t-tell me….” he begged, his hips thrusting into your hand.

You pull his cock out and rub your thumb over the tip, giving him a few slow strokes, “Then you’ll be good for me, right Levi?”

Levi nodded, immediately, “Y-yes!! I'll be good for you, MC, I- I- oh fuck- I promise…please” Levi replied, his voice shaking as you continue to tease his cock.

Levi whines as the feeling of pleasure building as you worked him harder. Soon he was gasping for breath. Fuck it felt good to have such a powerful demon weak from your touch~

You leaned in close, your hot breath tickling his ear. "Dirty pervert…..you really are gross Levi…” you murmured, as you brought your lips to his neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. “Yes!! I am, s-so gross…p-p-please don’t stop!!!”

Levi moaned, his hand reaching up trying to grab onto your hair as he tried to keep himself from giving into the pleasure, just yet.

Obviously you weren't done with him~ You pulled away from his neck, eyes locking with his as you slowly sink to your knees.

"At least you know…..but now…let's see just how good you can be.” you said, as you wrap your lips around his cock.

Your lips and tongue working in tandem to push Levi closer to the edge. You could feel his body tensing up with every passing second, his hips  subconsciously thrusting forward as he gave in to the warmth of your mouth.

With each flick of your tongue, each gentle suck of your lips, he was pushed closer and closer to his orgasm. Levi is panting heavily now, one hand covering his face as the other tangled desperately in your hair as he begged for release. Endlessly self-degrading words fell from his lips as you sucked him off……

Before Levi knew it, you were pulling away….his orgasm ruin and you standing up, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

A satisfied smirk across your face when Levi sobbed out “W-why w-what are you doing?!?” But you still pulled away, "I'd say you made it up to me, Levi.” you said, a sly twinkle in your eye, as you made your way to his bedroom door.

Opening the door and stepping out into the hall, “Oh and Levi~” you waited until he looked at you, “-no cumming until I say you can.” and you’re gone.

Leaving a very red, very horny and very upset Levi in his room. Alone again.

[shirmirart]

forever one of my fav story ever told

[levmada]

Hi Kane!

I don't know how I can express how amazing & fascinating your post about Levi's mental health is!

Every aspect of it was really interesting, but regarding his relationship issues/shortcomings specifically, how was he able to become close to Farlan & Isabel in your opinion? Their relationship seems crucial to me for the evolution of his interactions with others later on. The fact that, despite all the trauma & issues he experienced, he could form this first bond since his mother's death (and to some extent since Kenny) probably allowed him to build relationships within the Survey Corps.

I'd love to read your thoughts about it (no pressure though, feel free to ignore my rambling)

this isn’t rambling at all!! since you bring it up, i wish i delved deeper into this. i was too focused on kenny (aka levi’s loneliness and suffering)

i'm kind of worried this turned into a bigger analysis of Levi's character more than psychology, but I think I said most of what I wanted to in the original post. This definitely covers how he bonded with his friends -> why they let him continue to bond with others

*sorry this will be quite a bit of speculation seeing how veryyy little we know about Levi, Farlan, and Isabel's history*

(also, i'm going with the manga's version of events because it's more fleshed out)

I'll reiterate this first:

It’s not that Levi feels as detached as he looks, but he doesn’t know how to express himself or open up.

The Underground’s environment also makes him socially awkward, rude, of course stoic/not very expressive, and blunt. Levi was forced to become extremely observant of people to suss out their intentions, remaining vigilant of his surroundings at all times.

Before anything else, it's easy to confirm Levi met and joined up with Farlan before rescuing Isabel off the streets. Because of Farlan, there came about "Levi's" gang (Farlan seems to run it in all the meaningful ways), which necessitated members, and gave Levi/Farlan the means to help the helpless like Isabel (but more on that later).

Farlan and Levi met when Farlan approached him in order to rough him up, and if he was any good at defending himself, he'd have him join his gang. Levi of course cleared all of his attackers, which stunned Farlan. He would do anything to get him to join, even though Levi heavily distrusted him now.

So you would think Farlan doesn't have a chance in the world knowing Levi's history with betrayal.

At some point, Farlan's gang turns on him. Likely because, since Farlan couldn't get Levi to join them, he opted to join Levi and asked the others to do the same.

(I loveee that idea, but that aside) This should speak to what Levi desires more than anything at this point in his life: Kenny really didn't abandon him that long ago, and up to now Levi knows nothing but the suffering of the Underground as far as how the world simply is as a whole.

He is suffering for literally no reason. But, it's not because he was lonely he let Farlan in as much as to have a use for his strength, because in Levi's mind, that's his only use. For many years he's acted "selfish", using his strength only for himself and rotting in hopelessness, so it makes sense to be desperate to break free enough for Levi to (as suggested) cave and let Farlan be his companion in short time. Especially as Farlan gave Levi such a huge amount of "praise"—as Kenny would give Levi—by dropping his own gang and wanting to join with him because of that strength.

Farlan is also much more of a leader, whereas Levi is the opposite, which is true throughout all of canon (not that he can't lead of course). He doesn't plan on the level of Hange nor Erwin, only giving suggestions, and spends the vast majority of the time as a soldier fighting and following orders. So Farlan gave him some stability, even if subconsciously.

Looking through the frame of why Levi chose this bond as—assumably but likely—the first since his mother's death and Kenny's abandonment of him, it's quite immature. Levi didn't need Farlan for any practical reason, and he only seemed to be concerned with survival (not garnering support to reach the Surface). Even though Farlan was untrustworthy, Levi was attached to the need to be needed. Farlan shouldn't have cared for Levi as a person yet, nor showed the goodness Levi would be attracted to, but Farlan did "praise" him, and show he was willing to make an enemy out of his friends to join, so Levi was willing to go with him on that basis.

This certainly speaks to Levi's emotional immaturity, and loneliness.

But he now has some reason to have his strength, which is to protect and support his friend, and with Farlan's proposal about gathering other members, supporting and protecting others.

This leads into Isabel's introduction.

Farlan, before going to the Surface, is frustrated that Levi and Isabel only seem concerned with "dragging everyone else down to where they are" (Isabel who wants to kill, seemingly, the people who have hurt her; Levi is skeptical about Farlan's plan to join the Survey Corps and go Aboveground because it seems to good to be true/could put them all in danger). Farlan is empathetic (Levi wouldn't be with him if he wasn't...), but he's too self-interested to propose rescuing children in order to make them stronger as a group.

So, Levi most likely did make that proposal.

I think that Isabel embodies everything good about the world to Levi. She's so earnest, and pure, and hopeful. There are many moments where Levi looks at her fondly, and when he teases her and she gets upset, he makes sure she knows he was joking.

She embodies what the Scouts believe in too, and she comes to believe in their cause first out of the trio.

As such, Levi will go to absolutely any length to protect her. The first thing he did after Isabel came back one night after being attacked was track her attackers down and kill them. I wager Levi really does see her as his little sister, like she does her big brother.

All of this taken into account, it makes sense that Levi shot down Farlan's idea of joining the Survey Corps in the beginning, suddenly asked them to find an excuse not to go on the expedition, and killed Isabel's attackers on the spot—Levi is extremely protective of them both. Not only in preserving their lives, but making sure they're living good lives.

But that said about Isabel, Farlan, and Levi's moonlight chat, it goes differently in the manga (although the character and relationship beats are the same). The main conflict of this scene is that Levi keeps defying Farlan, especially as it has to do with Levi's need to kill Erwin (I think Levi feels the same ferocity about this as killing Zeke, which says a lot about Levi's immaturity of the past compared to his righteous anger later.)

Which reflects none of the humanity Levi feels nor his desire to help others. Levi doesn't process it in that way... but he puts aside his pride, and decides to trust Farlan in hopes of living on the Surface with his friends; he won't kill Erwin, at least for the time being.

At this moment, he trusts his friends. On the expedition when he separates from Isabel and Farlan, he trusts himself.

Levi's trust would go on to be broken, but it's remarkably important that Levi doesn't blame himself for Isabel and Farlan's deaths—like he blamed himself for his mother's, and for Kenny's abandonment of him.

Erwin is the reason for Levi's cycle of hopelessness and desolation was broken. (Not to get too far away from psychology, but :')) He gives Levi a common enemy and reasons to fight against it, and for the sake of others.

As when Levi met Farlan, and Levi joining the Survey Corps, it's the same. This means putting his strength (himself) to use, not just for friends, but for the best cause in Levi's mind, because of his friends.

That is, what the Scouts pursue, freedom, is the greatest "goodness" in the world to Levi. Devoting his heart to make a life outside the Walls, so that no one has to live like he had in the Underground, and making others feel safe. The end goal is sickeningly idealistic, but worth the hearts the Scouts give.

Erwin makes Levi realize that for once it's not himself he has to blame. Farlan gets Levi to recognize the importance and what he has to gain from trusting his comrades. Isabel becomes something of an accidental martyr that gives Levi an even bigger reason to join the Scouts in the first place.

It's certainly not the case that Levi connects with his comrades easily, or with many if at all, but Isabel and Farlan's importance is unquestionable in that.

Most pertinently, as one of the central themes of Levi's character, he internalizes trusting his comrades and trusting in himself. (Levi can't know what the right choice is, but nonetheless...)

[this-is-krikkit]

levi: go fuck yourself hange: sure! but only if you watch *winks*

[justanothercinemaniac]

Things probably only I think about: as far as TV creators go, Emily Kapnek has been done dirty.

I was just talking to @theforceisstronginthegirl about this. Emily Kapnek is a TV writer and producer who you might know for creating the Nickelodeon show As Told By Ginger.

Emily Kapnek created three live-action shows for Warner Brothers that aired between 2011 and 2019 on ABC. Suburgatory with Jane Levy ran for three seasons, Selfie with Karen Gillan ran for one season, and Splitting Up Together with Jenna Fischer ran for two seasons (although that's a remake of a Danish show so she technically "developed" it). All of them were really funny, critically well received, but short-lived because not a ton of people watched them.

Except for the first season of Suburgatory, you cannot legally watch these shows ANYWHERE.

These shows were never released on DVD, aren't streaming anywhere, and cannot be purchased digitally (except for the first season of Suburgatory for some reason). They are inaccessible to the public through legal means.

I don't know what god or devil Emily Kapnek pissed off to have almost a decade of her work be wiped from legal existence, but she has been done dirty.

TL;DR - Three well loved but underwatched shows created by the same person are pretty much unavailable to watch legally & I think about it A LOT.

[mentallyillbutokay]

𓆩♡𓆪

Lucifer, annoyed: What’s the announcement, Mammon?

Mammon: It’s a lecture. Levi's gonna tell us everything he knows about sex

MC, shaking their head: It should be an enjoyable 60 seconds

𓆩♡𓆪

[loverofsoups]

When im having a fine day and then i remember this panel

[theearlgreymage]

I AM READY FOR SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY FOR ONCE!!

I may have taken some mental health days this week and spent all of my free time writing.

Worked a lot on May Their Blood Boil -- I have officially finished the first arc of this beast of a fic!! It's sitting just shy of 80k (and now I have to edit it and I do not want to in the slightest.)

And a bunch of silly little one-shots. So I actually have WORDS for everyone today.

6 Sentence Excerpt from Chapter XXII of May Their Blood Boil

It didn’t work last time.  When I took the [redacted] down to the heart of Eldia - nothing happened.  It should have bound him to the palace. Tied him to the land. Let the soil feed off of [redacted] until it was sated.  But it didn’t work. 

6 Paragraph Excerpt from Untitled Reincarnation One-Shot

Things weren’t perfect. Levi still found himself suspended on occasion, mostly for fighting or being disrespectful to his teachers. But he got away with more than he should have as everyone in the school quickly learned that Levi would do anything for Erwin.  Most of his fights were over Erwin.  Smacking someone’s lunch tray out of their hand for calling Erwin a teacher’s pet. Kicking someone in the back of their knees for insinuating that Erwin was a nerd. Pushing someone against the chain link fence behind the school for stealing Erwin’s notebook.  It didn’t take long for Levi to gain a reputation as Erwin’s guard dog.  Erwin, meanwhile, was more discrete in his defense of Levi. Pinning a boy against the stall of the restroom and threatening him with a cold voice for spreading rumors about Levi. Quietly telling a teacher that someone who had tried to steal Levi’s jacket in gym that they were cheating on a test. Tripping someone and sending them flying down the stairs for insulting Levi while being sure to leave no witnesses.  By the end of Levi’s first year at Trost Middle School, the duo had a reputation for being an inseparable pair that shouldn’t be trifled with. 

6 Sentence Excerpt from Untitled PWP One-Shot that I fully blame @ic3-que3n for

Grabbing at the lapels of Erwin’s canvas jacket, Levi’s words are slurred as he tries to find feeling in his mouth. “Don’t talk to me like I’m some kid.”  Erwin spins them suddenly, pinning Levi against the edge of his desk with a tone that’s meant to be playful. “Then don’t act like one, boy.”  The tremble of pleasure that causes catches Levi entirely off guard. Never having thought about, considered even, the prospect of Erwin talking to him in such a way. 

However Many Words I Fucking Feel Like Excerpt from Untitled Client & Secretary One-Shot

My phone vibrates in my pocket. Three concise buzzes that tell me that it’s from the dark little app that I indulge in late at night.  Normally, I wouldn’t check it during the work day.  He’s too much of a distraction. But I need a distraction right now. And I did tell him to tell me about his job interview - which was … today.  No.  Pulling my phone from my pocket, I see the 1 Unread Message from Levi across the top of my screen.  It couldn’t be.  Pressing my thumb on the sensor to unlock my phone, I tap on the message notification.  Levi [3:42PM] : You said you wanted to hear how my interview went. I got the job on the spot.  It’s just a coincidence.   I type out my reply as I walk back to my desk. Not wanting to ignore the man that has captivated my every thought outside of work.  The Commander [3:43PM] : That’s wonderful news!  This could be terrible news.  Grabbing the folder that Hange left for me, I throw it open. Scanning the top of the page for the name of my new secretary.   Levi Ackerman.  Fuck. 

Hello's to all my online friends who I am terrible at staying in contact with below the cut.

And apologies for still being on my AOT bullshit. I swear I have outlines for CO fics. Swear. Promise. I'm just chasing the dopamine and serotonin lately.

@ic3-que3n @shrekgogurt @artsyunderstudy @krisrix @stardustasincocaine @upuntil6am @buffy @raenestee @aristocratic-otter @aroace-genderfluid-snake @bazzybelle @bookish-bogwitch @captain-aralias @confused-bi-queer @cutestkilla @ebbpettier @facewithoutheart @fatalfangirl @foolofabookwyrm-activated @hushed-chorus @ivelovedhimthroughworse @j-nipper-95 @larkral @martsonmars @mostlymaudlin @onepintobean @skeedelvee @stitchyqueer @theimpossibledemon @wellbelesbian @whogaveyoupermission @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @thewholelemon @yellobb

[happybird16]

Can’t believe we got Levi vs Kenny Squad four years ago. Still not over this shot

Pour one out for four years of Levi ruining our lives with that shirt

[levi-4uckerman]

"It is a one time thing, after all."

Alpha!Levi x Omega!Reader pt 2! Approx. 5300 words.

Part One

| summary: Reader is an Omega stranded on a boat with her Captain (Alpha!Levi) and oops she ran out of heat suppressants! （ꉺ౪ꉺ）

| tags/tw: NSFW!!! MINORS LOOK AWAY!!, omegaverse, Alpha!Levi, Omega!Reader, knots, pregnancy mentions, mating, heats. NSFW tags: knotting, vaginal fingering, oral (f receiving), PIV sex, rough...ish sex?, breeding mentions.

RBs appreciated! May post on ao3 later if I'm feelin froggy.

Levi had entered the cabin in those early morning hours in which the sun had barely kissed the horizon; there was a storm brewing outside, which rocked the waves and therefore, the ship. You found the angry ocean's stirring comparable to the twisting and turning within your gut, making you wince. "I... fuck," you screw your eyes shut, biting your lip as you feel Levi's hand retract from your own. You hadn't known just how much his proximity had affected you, but you soon found yourself missing the closeness. The heat from his skin, the calluses of his palm... your Omega brain computed so much from just the simplest of touches from your Alpha-- err, Captain.

You feel your mattress shift, looking over to see him at your side. He was peeling off his jacket, his steely gaze fixed on you, his expression unreadable.

"Have you ever done this before?" He asks, his tone flat and indifferent.

A sudden clap of thunder makes you jolt. Your Captain remains unperturbed, simply holding his uninterested stare.

You were still panting, uncomfortable. You meet his eyes and purse your lips. "N-not with an Alpha."

He raises his eyebrows as if he were surprised. "Is... is it gonna be different from the betas I've--?"

Captain Levi tsks softly, pulling his shirt over his head and taking a moment to fold it carefully before placing it upon the desk seated by the porthole window; he glances at the rain pelting persistently against its glass. His response was short, to the point. "Betas don't have a knot."

Your abdomen tightened at the mention of a knot, the wetness in the seat of your underwear growing uncomfortable. You swallow thickly as Levi turns to face you.

Your eyes fall over the planes of his chest, the sight of him in only his trousers, his pale skin so pretty in the dim light of your cabin. You feel your mouth water when his hands fall down to his belt, working at the buckle. You open your mouth to respond, but no words come out.

"Hush, Omega."

The stirring in your belly was becoming a whirlwind, your lips drawing into a tight frown. Shaking, your hands creep upward to the straps of your tank top, and you start pulling. If it weren't for your forsaken heat brain, you knew it would feel awkward to undress before your Captain. But for the life of you, you couldn't put it together... why you craved such an audience...

You found yourself wanting him to watch. You wanted to hear his breath hitch in his throat as you eased the cup of your bra down below your breast and groped your skin. You wanted to feel his pulse quicken beneath your touch when you looped your arms around his neck, bringing him in for a sensual kiss. You wanted to feel his cock throbbing in your tight grasp--

Your hands pause over the clasp of your bra, realizing you had only two articles of clothing separating you from your corporal's increasingly hungry gaze. The tension in the air is thick, and you can barely keep your head up beneath its weight. Your eyes fall to his lips, newly wet with his spit as he licks them.

"Can I kiss you, Captain?”

Levi narrows his eyes, processing your request. He supposes he shouldn't deny you the comfort, even though the better half of him knows it isn't a grand idea. Kissing was for lovers, and you were only his soldier. He was doing you a favor. Alas, he found himself approaching you, reclaiming his seat on your thin mattress. His hands meet your bare waist as he leans over you, preparing to claim your mouth with his own.

Your heart thumps in your chest. Is it really happening? You suddenly find yourself worrying about the messiness of your cabin or the smell of your heat oozing out everywhere… your doubts are soon interrupted by Levi’s thumb and forefinger pinching your chin, tilting your face towards his. His lips hovering over yours, he growls lightly, “Right here, in this moment, I am not your Captain.”

His lips are plusher, warmer than you expected. You welcome the contact, whimpering softly and immediately tangling your fingers into his raven locks.

His scent envelopes you, dominating your senses, easing your inner turmoil, even if only slightly. He smells of rain and forests, woodsy and clean. You inhale it as if he were your life source, clinging desperately to every breath.

Your head is still spinning, a sphere of anxiety still turning, deep and heavy within your gut. You will your body to loosen up. If you could just relax, maybe you could close your eyes and forget who it was that was wedging himself between your legs, his kisses increasing in their fervor at an agonizingly slow pace. Maybe you could forget how it was Captain Levi slipping his tongue in between the cleft of your lips, demanding entry. His hand was sneaking up to your neck, tentative but steadfast in doing so.

Moving from your chin to your cheek, Levi softly-- so soft, you thought you had imagined it --caresses the side of your face. You shudder at the intimate touch, the discomfort in your tummy beginning to settle down as he lent himself to you. His skin was growing hotter, he was beginning to drip sweat onto your chest as he commences to rutting his hips against your core mindlessly. As your storm had calmed, his was only dawning; your bodies pick up the pace, grinding desperately against each other as if you had done this a hundred times.

Too soon, he breaks away from you. And naturally-- as if you needed to feel any more shameless --you cry out for him, in a way that makes you feel not only pitiful, but downright dirty. "A-alpha," you keen, reaching for him. "Please..,"

Captain Levi has a moment of pause, then. His hands, which were poised over his trousers, stop moving entirely of their own accord. That word, rather that title, had not been uttered in his presence in a very long time. Too long, he was beginning to think, as the hairs at the nape of his neck prickle and a growl forms deep in his chest. He takes a deep breath. Two deep breaths.

As a young Omega, you had been warned of ruts from a very young age. Stay away from Alphas acting strangely. Stay close to your Alpha brothers when able. Once you'd joined the Scouts, it was stay close to your Alpha Captain... following that logic, you'd be in a pickle. You didn't miss the way something instinctual flickers within his gaze, almost as if a switch had been flipped-- a big, heavy, dusty switch. All it took was one word, and you had him crumbling before you. Could you tell? He wondered, somewhere in the far corner of his mind.

Levi is unmoving for a time, his calculating gaze never leaving you, while you squirm and reach for him. He hadn't been in a rut since he was a young Alpha, still learning how to use his knot. Compatible mates were few and far between, a fact he'd come to be grateful for as he grew older and his priorities changed. He hadn't expected this to come of you, an Omega he'd likely have never run into had he stayed underground. What shall I do with you, Little Omega?

Caught in the heat of his steely stare, you could practically feel yourself dripping, further wetting the already drenched fabric beneath you. It was all so unbearably uncomfortable, and yet you felt as if you could only wait. For what, you didn't know.

You utter a single word within one last pathetic whimper before the Alpha made any move at all. "Sorry," you speak softly, finally daring to look away.

In all of your time with the Scouts, you knew well just how fast the Captain could move. However, being his target was something else entirely. He dives for you with grace, his warm palms colliding with your bare middle as he settles between your thighs, nudging your legs apart with ease.

"Ah!" You echo pitifully through the small cabin as the Alpha extends an arm, collecting a mess of your hair so quickly, you have no time to process the pain before your mouth is against his once more. This kiss-- if you could call it that --is fervid, desperate, carnivorous as if he were trying to consume you all in one go. It's teeth, tongue, and everything in between as you writhe into his touch, reaching a trembling hand between your legs, giving your aching wetness the attention it had been begging for since you woke up.

With a growl, Levi snatches your wrist away from your dripping center, advancing on you so that you are not only below him, but lying supine beneath him entirely. He breaks the kiss to reach down, swiftly removing his fatigues that have been settled loose around his waist the entire time. Your eyes immediately fall to the bulge in his briefs, the strain of his Alpha cock against the thin fabric looking incredibly uncomfortable.

"Eyes up," he commands, and you oblige without hesitation. You are frozen in his gaze, watching as he hungrily paws at your exposed flesh, his warm hands making you blush. He unclasps your bra in record time, tossing it aside without a care. You don't dare break eye contact with the Captain as he kneels forward, placing a featherlight kiss on your sternum while tenderly massaging the soft tissue and relishing in your pretty little gasps when his fingers pinch the stiff peaks of your nipples.

Between kisses and licks, he speaks to you in a breathy growl with what you can tell are the last few bites of self control that he's got in him. "We're compatible mates," he says, calling your attention to his lips. You can only watch as he takes one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking on it harshly and then releasing it with a small pop! "I plan on knotting you, Omega. We need to finish what we've started."

Shakily, you nod. All you can do was watch, the air now missing from your lungs. You continue to run your hands through his dampened hair while he trails more tiny kisses down your abdomen, stopping at your underwear, already thoroughly soaked with the evidence of your arousal. You can hear Levi groan deep in his throat.

He tugs the fabric down from your hips, over your thighs, knees, and then onto the floor. With one last glimpse at his silver orbs, you wince at the first contact he makes with your center. You are delighted for it to be his tongue.

"Levi--!" You expel, your eyes clamped tightly shut, your thighs threatening to flatten his head between them. His large hands grasp them easily, prying them apart to give you his attention. You can tell his patience is thin, the look in his eyes speaking for him. "What is it, Omega?"

"Y-you don't have to do that!" You squeak, fighting the urge to bite your lip when you feel him trail a finger down your leaking slit. "I-it's okay. We can just... get the hard part over with and be d-done."

He cocks a brow at you, but you wouldn't have noticed anyway. Your eyes are drawn shut still, blush hot on your face as you buck against his finger, alternating between prodding at your entrance and twirling wet, messy circles around your throbbing clit. "Are you not having fun, soldier?" Your eyes open spontaneously because he just spit on your fucking pussy. As if you needed any more lubrication. "You look like you're enjoying yourself, making such a fucking mess."

His head is back between your thighs. Tossing your head backwards, you cannot help the cry of 'alpha!' that slips from your lips in your wanton ecstasy. You're so wet with slick and sweat, you can only barely differentiate the pressure of his tongue from the pressure of his finger, but you can tell that one is swirling gentle circles around your clit and the other one is greedily slurping from your sodden core. He must be acting on instinct with the way he devours you like a man starved, you think.

You feel him inside you, finally. Two fingers deep, you can feel his digits pumping and scissoring within your walls, massaging the parts of you that haven't been touched in months. "I-I just meant, if you don't want t-to get messy--,"

"Mating is messy," he says, so matter-of-factly that you'd think he was talking about the weather. "I need to prepare you, Omega. You've never taken an Alpha before."

So chivalrous, you think with an internal scoff.

"Alpha," you cry once more, unable to fend off the sense of an impending climax. "I-I'm so close...,"

He growls, working harder at your essence, now slipping three fingers easily into your sopping mess of a cunt. He fingers you, growling all the while, watching as you writhe under his touch with such beautiful urgency. You're sweating, the sweat beading on your forehead, your puffy lips fixed into a pout as you jerk your hips every which way, desperate for release. "More," you cried, your stupid Omega pussy aching to be filled, and fingers just weren't going to cut it-- even if they did belong to an Alpha. Your Alpha.

But Levi wasn't ready to spoil this quite yet. He tsked and shook his head, the slightest ghost of a smirk spreading across his face at the disappointed whimper you release. "Make do, Omega," he tells you, his voice deeper than it was before. "Fall apart for me."

"Alpha," you weep pitifully, actual tears forming as you focus on climbing the mountain, reaching your peak for your Alpha. Do it for your Alpha.

"A-ah!" You cry out one last time, your walls fluttering around Levi's fingers as he continues to pump them-- he knew it wouldn't be long before your perfect little breeding body is ready for more. "I-I'm cumming, Alpha," you moan softly, allowing yourself to tumble into the depths of pleasure, finally slipping from that wonderful ledge. You orgasm in blinding technicolor, stars exploding behind your eyelids.

For a moment, you feel relieved. It's like a cool breeze on a hot summer day; welcomed, unexpected, but short-lived. You have maybe three minutes of rest, drool seeping pooling at the corners of your mouth, lips sore from all of the kissing and biting, your eyes closed and your hair flayed out onto the pillow beneath you. It'd been a long, long time since anyone other than yourself managed to get you off. You could shrug it off as being due to your heat, but a darker part of you knew that Levi was a large piece of the puzzle. Levi, the Alpha set on mating you, and those damn hands. Those damn hands attached to those damn fingers that were still massaging your quivering wetness.

"Spent already?" He asks suddenly, pulling you from your thoughts as a fresh pool of your arousal forms in the palm of his hand. "I think you've got another one in you, yeah?"

"No!" You shake your head fervidly. "Not your fingers!"

"No?" He repeats slowly, pulling them from your searing wetness.

"'Need you, Alpha," you groan, the coil in your tummy tightening once more. "'Need your knot...,"

Before you know it, you're clenching around nothing. Sputtering out a disappointed whine, you squirm and cry and reach out for your Alpha, who had given you the world and then taken it away just as quickly. Your little Omega heart was breaking as tears clung to your lashes, your arms extending and feeling for some semblance of him, somewhere...

You sigh, loud and shameless, when his mouth reclaims yours. The taste of you on his tongue intensifies the pleasure, the experience as a whole; you melt beneath your Captain, who had you wrapped around his fingers. His long, beautiful fingers…

“If I fuck you now, it’s gonna hurt,” he pants through gritted teeth, his clothed arousal shamelessly rutting into you. “So impatient.”

All you can manage is a whine, the pheromones in the room making your head spin. You don't care. You don't want fingers, as good as they felt, fucking you through the first orgasms of your heat. You could cream on his hands a hundred times and it wouldn’t satisfy you the way you knew his cock would; of course, in this state, you didn’t have the mind to put these thoughts to words.

Instead, you growl out, “Shut up, Levi,” in a moment of bravery that perplexed you as much as it aggravated him.

“Brat.” Is his only response as he pulls your hips down to him, grasping your thighs and folding them over your abdomen with ease. Your flexible omega body was made for this, made for an Alpha to bully around and fold into whatever lustful origami they deemed fit. You sigh when that hard, hot bulge makes contact with your aching sex. Even through his briefs, you're smitten with the sensation, just happy to be so close to the real thing.

Your mouth open, eyes clenched shut in ecstasy, you groan. "Please, Alpha," you whisper. "Let me feel you."

And who was Levi to deny you that? Grunting, you feel him pull away. A few seconds and some shuffling later, and he has returned to you. He allows your legs to fall from the mating press into a more comfortable position, taking precautions not to cause you too much pain on your first excursion into Alpha territory. He advances, then, pressing himself into your weeping center...

"O-oh," you breath out, a relieved sigh leaving your pretty pink lips.

Levi's dick hadn't touched an Omega in a decade at least. He had underestimated his own response, his own want; naked, the head of his cock pressing against your warm welcoming entrance, he was just as relieved as you. His rut wasn't fully-fledged quite yet, but in spite of that, he was absolutely purring at the sensation.

"Levi!" You gasp teasingly. "I never took you for one to purr."

“I’m not,” he snaps, his large hands gripping your hips with white knuckles. “You just-… fuck, it just feels so good.”

You can practically hear the way he bares his sharp canines at the declaration, his purr rumbling deep in his chest; instinctive, soothing, so loud above you that you could almost feel it reverberating within your own rib cage. You whine pitifully, your hands rising up to him and then hesitating, not sure what to do with them.

“Touch me,” he croaks, his eyes clenched shut in concentration. “Y-you can touch me.”

Enthused, you oblige, allowing your palms to travel the smooth expanse of his skin, marveling at its warmth while he splits you open. That’s right, you remember, your walls clenching around the intrusion. Your eyes fall to where your bodies are connected, amazed at the way he disappears inside of you. God, he's just so big. Your beta flings were nothing in comparison to his length, his girth, the way he was filling you up so nicely. An omega in heat, you barely notice the pain of the stretch if there even is any. You're surprised by the sheer amount of pleasure, the way he caresses nerves inside of you that you didn’t know existed before; the way his dick seems bottomless, never quite coming to a halt within your walls. You whimper and close your eyes, bucking your hips to encourage his movement. Deeper, you think. "I can… I need more..,"

“You are fucking insatiable,” you hear him mutter, his voice strained. “Greediest fucking cunt I’ve ever touched.”

Mewling in response, you finally feel some reprieve as he slides home, both of your hips stilling. The only sound you register in the cabin is that of your hurried breaths and Levi’s deep purring. You spare a glance upward, your starry orbs meeting his silver pools. The wonder in his eyes was immeasurable but plain as day; you could see the gears turning within him, something akin to adoration clouding his gaze.

“C-can you move?” You whisper, part of you wishing that he wouldn’t. Wishing the two of you could stay there, forever, as close as two humans could possibly be in the tiny cabin of the ship, muggy from all of the heavy panting.

“Yes,” he says slowly, his face suddenly inching down toward yours. “I can.”

Your lips are captured in a vice before you can reply, the air stolen from your lungs in an instant. You don't know how or why, but suddenly, there are two purrs echoing in the small space, the second one melodic and soft in comparison to the baritone thrum that droned so close to your heart. Levi seems to hold you closer then, his muscles flexed and pulling, tugging you so impossibly close to his chest that all you can do was wrap your plush thighs around his waist and hold him there, letting your hearts and your tongues explore each other like a newly discovered flavor.

Slowly, without a word, your hips begin moving together in tandem. The pheromones oozing out everywhere are sickly sweet, urging you to savor the moment rather than rush it; tasting him, for the first time— tasting an Alpha, for the first time. It's a calling from deep within; your body— from the top of your head to the tips of your toes —begging you to slow down, to carry this moment with inexplicable care.

It's a one time thing, after all.

You feel actual tears forming when he pulls away, the drag of his cock against your walls causing you to toss your head back in ecstasy. Your heat was catching up to you; you need this, you need him, as deep as he could be— and even closer still. “Alpha..,”

Levi is no better off. He's fucking purring. He has never purred in front of another person in his goddamn life; but the sight of you writhing beneath him, your sweet, clean scent wafting toward him as you cooed and whined while impaled on his cock, he just… he couldn’t help it. Deep down he knows, he knows that purring is just an instinct meant to calm a nervous mate— but why couldn’t he turn it off? Why didn’t he want to? The deep rumble just sounds so right when next to your own, which rings in his head like a songbird chirping in his ears. He’s never heard an Omega’s purr, not since he was a young pup in his mothers arms. He curses at himself inwardly. His body had betrayed him. He knew he’d enjoy it, maybe lose himself a little, but he couldn’t afford to go into a rut. Yet, here he is; his pheromones joining yours in a cacophony of sin and sweat. Increasing in intensity, the damn fragrance is finally being let loose after years of upkeep while leading his section of the Scouts. Leading you, keeping you out of trouble— the little omega that had no business being with the Scouts.

“Do you realize,” he seethes, his thrusts becoming harder, more pointed, “how hard it has been to keep those knot heads away from you?”

You're suddenly aware of the amount of drool seeping down the side of your face. You shake it away, fighting your eyes from rolling backwards in pleasure. “W.. what?”

“The Alphas, sweetheart,” he keeps going, his fingertips undoubtedly leaving bruises on your delicate skin. “The Survey Corps is full of them. Eren Jaeger has had his greedy eyes on you since he presented.”

“Huh? Eren?” Why is he telling you all of this? You're in heat, you just wanted to be fucked, to be bred. You were barely comprehending his words, only able to focus on the molding of his cock deep inside you, kissing your cervix with each push, the promise of fertilization being one that your body understood— and understood well.

“You know,” he growls, “I see his eyes on you on every expedition. The way he's always the first to swoop in and save you, how he's always sneaking around outside of your quarters at night. It makes me fucking sick."

"L-Levi, don't... I can't," you pant, his member having worked you up to the precipice of completion. He's merciless now, giving you all that you could take and more. The blows are heavily cushioned by the amount of slick you've produced, warm and wet dripping from your center. You were certain you'd have to throw your bedsheets overboard when he was done with you. As for now, however, you're still lost for words at the overload of information being thrown at you, shamefully aware of the amount of heat on your cheeks. "Stop talking about Eren Jaeger!"

His thrusts are getting sloppy, his pace uneven; he is close, so close, his knot starting to swell at the base of his cock. Beneath the whispered expletives and fucked out moans filling the cabin, you hardly make it out. It was unmistakable, though, when he leans down to let his canines ghost the skin of your neck. A barely audible whisper that rings loudly in your head. "Mine."

Without a single thought, you nod in agreement. "Yours, Alpha," you chant, "Levi, I'm... I'm yours."

So close... but not close enough. Levi snarls, wrapping you in his arms only to flip you both, so that you're riding him. You cry out in tandem at the sensation, his erection piercing you so deeply that the pressure is nearly too much. Leaking all over him, you bounce without thinking. His fingers return to your hips, where finger-shaped bruises are already blossoming. You sigh at the delightful ache of being manhandled by an Alpha. Your Alpha.

"C-claim me," you blurt, your peak now a twinkle in your eye. You hadn't cum around anything but fingers in so long that just the sight of him beneath you, sweat dripping from his brow that's furrowed in concentration, is pornographic enough that you were convinced you'd never think of another man in bed again. Levi had filled you so nicely, filled all of your senses... you wouldn't mind him being the only one to ever fill you again. In fact, a certain longing blooms in your chest at the notion. Being tied to an Alpha, to him, forever...

"You're cute," he hisses through gritted teeth, his head tossed back while he assists you, lifting you up and pulling you down with ease. "But that would," he grunts, "negate the purpose... of this arrangement..,"

His sentences are breaking, his mind is breaking, and if he didn't knot you soon he figured his cock would be next on the list. He was pumping into you with a purpose, to complete the cycle before it began; break your heat and keep himself from going full-on Alpha and losing what was left of his sanity. Sure, this was probably the most amazing thing he'd ever felt in his life-- you being a compatible mate and all --but his life did not belong to him. It belonged to the Scouts. He could not give it to you, should you form a bond, because it was not his to spare.

"You wouldn't... have to worry about other Alphas-- oh!" you keen at the way he jerks you down a little too hard, knocking your womb out of place an inch or two. At least, that's what it feels like.

"Shut your filthy mouth, temptress," he snarls, "I'm not worried."

Your scent glands are throbbing; you whine at the unfamiliar pain, stinging, aching to be pierced. It's pure instinct and you know it, every fiber of your being begging for that extra push. "N-not even... about Eren?"

Your chin is suddenly in a vice grip again, pinched between his thumb and forefinger. Forcing your eyes to meet his, you have your answer before he speaks. “No, Omega. I won’t need to claim you, because you’re gonna be out of commission for a while when your tummy swells with my pups, yeah? Everyone will know, bond or no bond, you belong to someone. You belong to me.”

You cry out as your orgasm hits you with the speed and intensity of a freight train, pummeling into you without warning just as Levi’s knot catches at your entrance, his seed spilling so deeply inside of you that you swore you could almost taste it. Levi kept his word, he didn’t claim you; his canines throbbed, begging to be plunged into the sensitive skin of your neck as you come together, literally and physically. You hear him groan, his fingers digging into your hips as he held you in place— not that he needed to, you wouldn’t be going anywhere until his knot deflated.

Your head is spinning, the twisting and turning of your womb finally settling. It's as if you were releasing a breath that you didn’t realize you were holding; you relax against him, purring as if it were second nature when he pulls you down into his chest. You hear his heart beating, quick and hard against your ear as you lay over him, soothed by his deep purr joining yours. Gently, but without hesitation, he wraps his arms around your naked body. The fingers of one hand traces delicate patterns on your back, the other tucked securely into your hair.

The thunder outside of the cabin has ceased, but the rain persists. The tapping on the window calls your attentions back to your surroundings, everything having been forgotten in the heat of your affair. Storm clouds block a fair bit of the sunlight above, leaving your quarters as dim as they were before. You're nearly asleep when you hear it, a gentle call of your name.

“Alpha?” You murmur sleepily, the slip of your tongue barely registering to you in your post coital haze. He chuckles beneath you.

“We will have to talk about this when you wake up.”

“What’s there to talk about?”

He sighs, suddenly hyperaware of where his knot sits, buried deep within you. Hange’s supplements prevented heats, but not conception. He was at war with himself; he was sickeningly satisfied at the thought of it, of an Omega carrying his children. However, he knew that it would do neither you nor him any good to produce any offspring in the current state of the world and its uncertainty. His life wasn’t his own, remember? He could not give himself to you or a child. Similarly, he wouldn’t want his children to grow in a world without parents who loved them, who would provide for them. That’s what an Alpha is supposed to do, right?

Before he could put a response together, he hears the tiniest snore slip from your lips. You were out. Exhausted from your heat, from the sex, from everything-- you had fallen into a well-deserved state of rest. Your gentle purr and soft snores were music to his ears, and whether it was the fault of instinct or adoration, he couldn't say. Levi finds his eyelids to grow heavier with each second that passes, the worries and thoughts for the future slipping away for once in his life. With his sleeping mate on his chest, purring happily, he allows himself to succumb to the void. He closes his eyes and falls victim to sleep, dreaming of a different life in a different world, a safe world, with a very familiar Omega on his arm.