#im so not sorry

[aruarumaru]

they are dating

[mayo-is-an-instrument]

Wind Walter

[ceralmillkandstars]

srry not srry (levixreader smurt)

i haven’t seen this written out before, and i needed to word VOMIT. 

y’all thot ab levi bringing yall to orgasm w a mf vibrator before? yeah, me too

this is something that’ll b in my a03 workkk, go say hey over there

There’s a high pitched whine that leaves your throat as you’re slotted between Levi’s legs, head nestled against his shoulder.

One of his arms is laid atop your chest, a hand rested between your legs to hold the vibrator of your nightmares against your clit, the other being clutched haphazardly over the other- your arms wrapped tightly around it. 

The two of you felt like a pretzel. 

“Fuck,” another whine. You’re steadily grinding against the head of the wand, whimpering obscenities into the crook Levi’s neck, “that feels so good.” The two of his legs are laid over your own, held down into his plush mattress and sheets.

The simple validation of “Mhmm,” pulls another strangled whimper from the sky above and delicately twists it into Levi’s ear.

You feel good, but not as good as you look against him.

Levi gazes down at you, his cheeks singed and hot as he watches your brows furrow, eyes fluttered shut, your mouth parted in the slightest. He only readjusts his hand, to not cramp again. His thumb glides in lazy circles on the front of your palm. The breath has been taken from him, looking at you twitch and curl beneath him. Gallons of control put within his reach. What if he just-

“Hey! Oh.”

He chokes back a callous laugh, and your glare is short-lived when the burr of the wand returns against your clothed clit.

“Don’t do that again, please.” You beg, words choppy while your hips undulating against the purple silicone, desperate to chase back your high.

Levi argues, pulling your earlobe between his teeth. “But you sound so pretty when you’re so frustrated like that.” Jesus fucking Christ no one’s ever sound so good crooning at you like that. You’ve never felt so pathetic, grinding up against this fucking vibrator, against your roommate’s chest, being talked down to like that. 

He just called you pretty. 

And you’d let him do it again if the state of you pleased him. God, you were a fucking sap.

Breath hitching, your nails dig moons into Levi’s wrist when a wave of hot white, electrical pleasure vertebrates in your core. He might lose his mind, he thinks, hearing you gasp like that.

Levi removes his wrist from your death grip and travels up to grip your jaw between his hand. He turns you to face up at him- your eyes are demurely hazy, and you pant out another godly sound. Bringing his face to yours, he feels life slipping away from him when you give a leisurely, soft kiss, only to take his bottom lip to suck on it. You pull away and a mixture of a laugh and a moan escapes you at the sound of an audible pop.

You both might fucking die. The energy is palpable in the room, citrus and floral mixing together to create a divine perfume. Pure incandescence.

“Don’t tease me right now- I’m gonna cum.”

He hums again, pressing the wand against the wet patch of your underwear harder. Levi’s brows are focused, like he was the night this introductory clause of his thesis was due- as if he was actually working for your orgasm. You decided, if he wanted to exploit these dewy looks from you in the dead of night, he would no argument from you.

You’d let him do whatever you wanted to.

The orgasm crashes against you like the hide tide and your hands are clenched around Levi’s free hand again, who kept rubbing those annoyingly soothing circles across your palms, up and down your fingers- working you through your delirium and petulant moans.

He didn’t say much- and when he did, it was usually condescending. You’d crawl on glass for these kinds of sweet touches and soft teases from him if it meant witnessing- feeling them more often.

You ride it out, hips continuing to milk yourself for everything you have. The purring stops once you push it away, and you resist the urge to collapse face-first.

A breathy laugh falls from your lips, and you place a soft kiss against Levi’s jugular. The shell of his ear. You bring the hand you squished throughout the entirety of it all up to your mouth and press your lips against each finger, both sides of his palm, and the thick vein displayed on his wrist.

“Thank you, oh my god.”

Levi stares down at you indifferently.

You are enchanting.

“Can you give me another one?” Sure, the vibrator isn’t directly on your clit, but he hasn’t let go of it yet. His knuckles are white he’s clenching it so hard.

“Another one?”

“Another one. Are you deaf?” It’s light hearted. Or at least you assume, by the way he’s placing a hesitant, gingerly kiss against your lips. His hand removes itself from your grip again to reposition it around your throat, giving it the softest of squeezes.

Can you endure that again? You’re half tempted to retreat to your room and journal about it.

The breath leaves you anyway as you squeak, “I can try.”

“Yeah, you can.”

He gives you another soft kiss before it roars to life.

[spellsunderthestars]

Or they can just put a chain on his damn neck. That works too

>PAHAHAHAHAHAHAJAHAJHAAAHAA

[demonicscreeching]

Sorry mutuals for all they gay kissing on the dash. Will happn agin

[ofovertime]

@brazenlystrong from x

he sure as hell was blunt this time, he wasn't even sure why he was so open about it, but the reaction from what the other was giving him, was almost priceless. and he couldn't help but stare at him like he normally would. Blank, and barely a reaction.

"Should I not be this blunt around you? Should I find someone else?" it was a tease, though he titled his head for a moment. " I'm very plenty up, had a few bad days, and I don't know if I should take a day off or days. Guess it really depends on how well I can get off."

[freddys-ass]

Based off this

[littldolli]

ngl he's kinda...😍

[zombiebluejay]

I fully believe Eddie Brock is trans and I would eat him out no fucking questions asked and I will actually ask him to venom is the lucky one I wish I was venom.

[tootyfruities]

i'm sorry for putting omori on the dash... i'm gonna continue doing that btw. sorry

[james-p-sullivan]

the older i get and the closer i am to reaching 30, the more the people around me try to deny me my age. it’s a constant ‘oh you’re just turning 29 again teehee 🤭’ or ‘dont tell your SO that, he’ll leave you for a younger model 😉’ and i just???? hate it?????????

i spent my entire teenaged years fighting for my life. i crawled through the deepest pits of my depression to cling to the promise of a life beyond that pain. i was so convinced that i was going to die young, that i would never see the grace of my age starting with a 2, let alone 3.

so im going to turn 30, and there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop me from loving it.

[bosspigeon]

so bc i am a Gross Dude my friends i and sometimes rate our burps and my coworker (who is a teen girl) burped in front of me once and i instinctively rated it

so now every time she burps she looks to me hopefully for a rating and bc she has delicate little baby burps i now have to create an entirely new Burp Rating System unique to her bc i rate anything below a 5 and she looks at me like this

[amygdalae]

Me in 2018: I can't thirst post that's embarrassing

Me now: I know he nuts loud and abundant

[catmask]

its true that romance amd friendship will not solve everything but. objectively speaking its very hard to get sad when you can say 'lets go get cake tomorrow okay' and someone will go get cake with you. like there is some good at least. you know

[wtfcl0ud]

you may think your only options are

but in fact you can