#kevin levin x reader

[hanasnx]

MINORS DNI 18+

KEVIN LEVIN doesn’t let you use the AUX because “driver always picks the music.” He doesn’t let you get away with giving him just a kiss on the cheek. He doesn’t like it when you talk to other guys even if it’s just to make conversation. And he calls you “pumpkin” when he’s being condescending. “There you are, pumpkin.” he says as he slides in next to you, his heavy arm draping over your shoulders. You look small compared to him, swallowed up by his hefty jacket as he eyes up the guy shooting his shot with you. “Who’s your little friend?” he taunts coolly. One curt introduction and a reserved conversation later, he decides he’s made his mark, and implying he’ll let you get back to it. To be sweet, regardless of your bubbling resentment towards him right now, you give him a chaste kiss on the cheek goodbye. “Uh-uh.” he chides instantly, a big hand clutching your jaw and swerving your head right back over, stealing a kiss from your lips. It’s meant to be uncomfortable for onlookers, your suitor peering away annoyedly as your fist bangs against your boyfriend’s chest scoldingly. You manage to jerk out of his grip, but he remains fairly confident, a smirk apparent on his lips as you shove him away. He snickers, and tells your new friend that it was “nice meeting him.” You roll your eyes at his ability to be a prick. On the way home, you want to drown out your irritation with music, but Kevin pulls over to make you ride his lap. “What’re you bein’ all fussy for? Was just introducing myself.” he insists.

[moondust-writes]

So I am getting back into Ben 10, and I was reminded just how much I fucking loved the series If there are any Ben 10 lovers out there, my ask box is open for you guys! I have been in a huge mood and want to write for the non-rebooted versions (haven't watched the reboot, but seeing all the differences is tempting me too; not to mention kevin just??? looks so cute???? I want to hug him and protect him from all the bad things in the world) Here's a little guide: - OG series is strictly platonic or puppy love situations - UAF is where I'll start doing more serious romantic stuff - OV is just. Angst central but also opens opportunities for a lot of fun dynamics (like alien/human,,,I've personally always saw this one to be in the 18 y/o range like myself for all the characters too, rather than 16/17 like I think I've heard, so I'll be using that as the base)

I should mention here that I only to GN or masc readers! I'm not comfortable writing a she/her POV for a reader insert This is a pro-hating Kai acc too, because I just saw the episode where she was introduced not too long ago and what the fuck idk how Gwen or even Ben himself let them get together in the future after that episode idc how she might have grown, I wouldn't let that slide at all

But just a note, I won't just take reqs for Ben! I also will try to write for others like Albedo, Gwen, Kevin...all them! I haven't properly watched the shows in ages but I gotta research for OC stuff anyway so I might as well use this as a chance to practice and also cause i know i'll have a beta reader for Albedo /j (unless they agree lmao)

[creatorismynameboi07]

*sighs* why is nobody talking about how hot…..

KEVIN 11 IS!?!? ( the older version Kevin 11000).

I was looking for Kevin 11 x reader and there aren’t any!

Am going to try and make one, this will be my first ever fan fic and if am being honest am nervous cuz my spelling is bad…but am determined!

I don’t know when I’ll post it but I’ll try to get it out soon.

-Creator

[k4sey1st]

brainrottt

send me everything Kevin Levin related.

[emmnielsen]

can someone tag me in kevin levin x reader stories

[supercap2319]

Return of Ben content?

"Listen, Kevin. I'm willing to ignore what you and Gwen do or don't do with your sex lives, but don't think you can barge into mine and Ben's sex life." Y/N told the older boy as he was in his underwear with a chain necklace around his neck.

He reached for his jeans and smiled at Y/N. "If you didn't want me to see you and Ben wrestling on the floor in sweaty workout clothes and grinding dicks together like sluts, then lock the door next time."

"It was locked. You broke the door on purpose."

[sara-najjar-5]

Levi Ackerman ⚔️🏹

The scenes we all love

[vespertineart]

Realizing just how high-maintenace Albedo would be if he were to actually stay on earth. You know, especially for the basics: the ID, the birth certificate (which would be a hassle to make on its own considering "I'm a clone of an already existing person" isn't a very convincing excuse)

How would the Plumbers deal with Albedo's health?? he doesn't have any insurance so there's no way a hospitql would allow him to just go and ask for medicine. So for a long while I'd imagine he'd be taken care of under the supervision of the Plumbers lol. a newborn child.

Oh yeah, finding a home is a very hard idea to manage especially since most of the money from Max and the Plumbers most likely goes to the Plumbers headquarters for renovations, extra security and whatnot, and booking hotels every 2 weeks is way too expensive. So.....taken in by Ben's mother? Not as a brother or anything, just giving him a temporary home until he's actually had the chance to live on his own (plus he needs to know what it's like to have parents because despite his maturity, he still needs help with everyday human things, so a human mother would be the best thing to have right now)

Clothes? Oh boy. Albedo would not understand the necessity of "mixing and matching" or following "trends." if it were for him, he would pick the most hideous combo ever known to man.

"What's wrong with blue and yellow? I'm dressed up, aren't I?"

he's never learned how to properly brush his hair. let's be honest, even if the Plumber's base somehow, even though unmentioned, had a full shower just for Albedo, he wouldn't know how to bathe correctly. Let's say he knows to "scrub his body" which is just him literally scratching his skin until the black muck is gone is the most he's deduced out of it. What's soap to him? Shampoo? "Oh put it on my head?" okay. then what? Tell him to scrub his head but he wouldn't know how to either. He doesn't know the importance of 'scalp treatment' or 'conditioning' he's just...winging it???? (Ben's mom to the rescue? (Ben would be embarassed))

idk i just think it's a pretty cute idea (which I'm definitely not putting in a shameless self indulgent fanfic not at all nope)

[salem-xx]

I need an angsty sage fic where he’s completely corrupted and maybe instead of working with the los he kills mike (bc he hates him and mike sucks so it’s just what should happen) and takes his place just wreaking havoc on porrima and at first anisa felix and mc are trying to find a way to bring him back from the corruption but sage doesn’t want to be saved and is completely corrupted so they realize the only thing to do is take him down but MC refuses and is sure they can bring back sage, but rime (bc do you remember how annoying he was when he was in ch 12/13/14 of sages route) is like no he’s completely gone…. and MC confronts Sage alone to try and talk things through and maybe they’ve found a cure/way to help and basically that scene in the forest in Ch 10/11/12? where he is full hulked out and MC either waits patiently or talks him down from the corruption but this time he’s yelling at them for following him and basically tries to kill MC (obviously doesn’t or does he 👀 i mean whatever floats your boat) so i’m gonna need a whole fic of that

[starwarmth]

Books Read In 2023

Beowulf: A New Translation by Maria Dahvana Headley (1/3/23)

East by Edith Pattou (1/4/23)

Midnight on the Moon by Mary Pope Osbourn (1/16/23)

The Lady or The Tiger?, and The Discourager of Hesitancy by Frank R. Stockton (1/17/23)

The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman (1/21/23)

Goblin Market by Christina Rossetti (1/22/23)

Tiger Queen by Annie Sullivan (1/22/23)

The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe by C. S. Lewis (1/26/23)

Batgirl, vol. 1: The Silent Knight (1/27/23)

Batgirl, vol. 2: To The Death (1/27/23)

Batgirl, vol. 3: Point Blank (1/28/23)

The Female of the Species by Rudyard Kipling (2/17/23)

Batgirl: Stephanie Brown, vol. 1 by Bryan Q. Miller (2/19/23)

Batgirl, Stephanie Brown, vol. 2 by Bryan Q. Miller (3/4/23)

Christmas in Noisy Village by Astrid Lindgren (3/4/23)

The Queen’s Blade by T C Southwell (3/5/23)

Sacrifice, The Queen’s Blade #2 by T C Southwell (3/9/23)

The Invisible Assassin, The Queen’s Blade #3 by T C Southwell (3/13/23)

Mermaids by Patty Dann (3/14/23) X

The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám translated by Edward FitzGerald (3/19/23)

The Mirror Visitor by Christelle Dabos (3/21/23) X

The Missing of Clairedelune by Christelle Dabos (3/22/23) X

I’m Glad My Mom Died by Jeannette McCurdy (3/24/23) X

Ronia, The Robber’s Daughter by Astrid Lindgren (3/27/23)

Kiki’s Delivery Service by Eiko Kadono (3/30/23)

Brine and Bone by Kate Stradling (4/10/23)

Green Arrow: Quiver by Kevin Smith (4/17/23) X

Eugene Onegin by Alexander Pushkin, translated by Stanley Mitchell (4/22/23)

When Patty Went to College by Jean Webster (4/23/23)

The Princess and The Pea by Hans Christian Anderson (4/23/23)

Deathmark by Kate Stradling (4/25/23)

Without Blood by Alessandro Baricco (5/5/23)

River Secrets by Shannon Hale (5/6/23)

The Fairy’s Return and Other Princess Tales by Gail Carson Levine (5/8/22)

Batman Adventures: Cat Got Your Tongue? by Steve Vance (5/14/23)

Batman Adventures: Batgirl — A League of Her Own by Paul Dini (5/17/23)

The Girl From The Other Side: Siúil a Rún, Vol. 1 by Nagabe (5/19/23)

Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair by Pablo Neruda. Translated by W. S. Merwin (5/26/23)

Other-Wordly: Words Both Strange and Lovely from Around the World by Yee-Lum Mak (6/21/23)

A Bride’s Story, vol. 1 by Kaoru Mori (6/25/23) X

La Dame aux Camélias by Alexandre Dumas fils (7/17/2023)

Storefront Church by William Waring Cuney (7/24/23)

Golden Slippers: An Anthology of Negro Poetry for Young Readers (1941), compiled by Arnas Bontemps (7/28/23)

Because of Winn-Dixie by Kate DiCamillo (7/29/23)

Strawberry’s New Friend (Flower Fairy Friends series) by Pippa Le Quesne (7/29/23)

Clementine by Sara Pennypacker (8/11/23)

The Whipping Boy by Sid Fleischman (8/18/23)

Convent Boarding School by Virginia Arville Kenny (9/05/23)

The Screwtape Letters by C. S. Lewis (09/18/23)

The Betsy Tacy Treasury by Maud Hart Lovelace (09/27/23)

Sarah, Plain and Tall by Patricia MacLachlan (09/27/23)

Skylark (Sarah, Plain and Tall #2) by Patricia MacLachlan (09/27/23)

Caleb’s Story (Sarah, Plain and Tall #3) by Patricia MacLachlan (09/27/23)

Maelyn by Anita Halle (10/06/23)

Imani All Mine by Connie Porter (10/15/23)

The Perilous Gard (10/22/23)

Enemy Brothers by Constance Savery (10/29/23)

Sadako and the 1000 Paper Cranes by Eleanor Coerr (11/19/23)

Gone By Nightfall by Dee Garretson (12/02/23)

The Dragon’s Promise by Elizabeth Lim (12/08/23)

A Lion to Guard Us by Clyde Robert Bulla (12/10/23)

The Thirteenth Princess by Diane Zahler (12/23/23)

The Hollow Kingdom by Clare B. Dunkle (12/26/23

The Wasteland by T. S. Eliot (12/31/23)

[scarlet-streak-fanfics]

Merc’s Favorite Ships Masterpost

While I’m feeling all chatty, I thought I’d make a masterpost of some of my favorite ships, or just ships I’ll write for in general. Italicized Ships will be ones I’m ok writing as reader insert poly relationships and bolded ones are ships I’m desperate to write for. This list will be updated as I remember what I ship, tbh. Also, these aren’t exhaustive--if you have a ship you like, feel free to shoot it my way!

Reinhardt x Ana (Overwatch/Overwatch 2)

Mercy x Moira (Overwatch/Overwatch 2)

Mercy x Genji (Overwatch/Overwatch 2)

Reaper x Soldier:76 (Overwatch/Overwatch 2)

Rogue x Gambit (Marvel X-Men)

Wolverine x Phoenix x Cyclops (Marvel X-Men)

Vanitas x Noe Archiviste (Vanitas No Carte)

Jeanne x Dominique de Sade (Vanitas No Carte)

Noe Archiviste x Vanitas x Jeanne x Dominique de Sade (Vanitas No Carte)

William James Moriarty x Sherlock Holmes (Yuukoku No Moriarty)

James Bonde x [Sebastian Moran, Miss Moneypenny, or Jack Renfield] (Yuukoku no Moriarty)

Albert James Moriarty x Mycroft Holmes (Yuukoku No Moriarty)

Nakajima Atsushi x Akutagawa Ryuunosuke (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Dazai Osamu x Nakahara Chuuya (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Fukuzawa Yukichi x Mori Ougai (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Kouyou Ozaki x Yosano Akiko (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Gwen Tennyson x Kevin E. Levin (Ben 10)

Vi x Caitlyn Kiramman (Arcane)

Sabrina Grimm x Puck Goodfellow (Sisters Grimm)

Katsuki Yuuri x Victor Nikiforov (Yuuri!!! on ICE)

Hinata Shoyo x Kageyama Tobio (Haikyuu!!)

Any other Haikyuu!! pairings welcome

Kagami Taiga x Aomine Daiki (Kuroko no Basket)

Kagami Taiga x Generation of Miracles(+Kuroko Tetsuya) (Kuroko no Basket)

Kagami Taiga x Aomine Daiki x Kuroko Tetsuya (Kuroko no Basket) Any other Kuroko no Basket pairings welcome Kyan Reki x Hasegawa Langa (SK8 the Infinity) Nanjo Kojiro x Sakurayashiki Kaoru (SK8 the Infinity)

[hanasnx]

she’s a good girl.

MINORS DNI 18+ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ WARNINGS: daddy kink use of the word “dad” | no foreplay | sexual content | fem reader.

“Can you pass me that ratchet, sweets?” KEVIN LEVIN asks, pointing vaguely in the direction of his tool box which is haphazardly disarrayed in a mess on the floor. You set your drink down—the one he bought you as penance so you’d stay out of his way while he worked—and creep over, carefully toeing over his propped up legs. If he pulled out from under the car now he’d see up your skirt.

“Sure thing, Dad.” you respond without thinking anything of it, bending over to reach into the toolkit. A loud bang makes you jump out of your skin, a full body prickle travels up your spine as he loudly curses. He kicks out, his foot connecting with the box to send it sliding, careening the garage door with a clatter. You watch it with wide, curious eyes. Before you get a chance to chase it, Kevin rolls out from under the car with a scowl on his severe expression and clutching his hand.

“What’d you just—“ he begins in an angry seethe, pained from whatever accident was inflicted on his greased hand. However, that glare in his face melts, taken aback by the view as you sheepishly stand over him like a deer-in-headlights. A light pink dusts the crest of his cheeks as he closes his mouth promptly, swallowing hard at the sight of your backside on display for him. Suddenly, he doesn’t care so much about the throb in his hand, and he certainly forgets your odd nickname, the outline of your cunt in your little panties at the forefront of his mind.

Another thing this car is good for—besides constantly breaking down without his gentle and loving maintenance—is how a pretty body looks on the hood. It takes no time at all before he’s thrown you on it, cooping you up there like a pin-up girl while he hastily unbuckles his pants. The mere sound of it dampens you, and you watch with bated breath and eager interest.

“You ready for me, baby? Didn’t wash my hands.” He glances at you, manhandling you into a closer position while the head of his cock nudges at the wet fabric over your pussy.

“Mm-hm, Dad, I am.” you reply without hesitation, clinging onto his arm as he keeps you up on the hood, your legs folded up on either side of you.

In the middle of those filthy fingers deftly pulling your panties to the side, his gaze meets yours deliberately with a couple spacey blinks. He shrugs it off. “You call me the weirdest shit.” Yanking the elastic aside, he strokes at your folds with his tip, and you whimper at the glimpse of pleasure. Getting fucked on his car is usually pretty rough, but nothing compared to this. Nothing compared to how he pins you down and fucks your brains out, big hands shoved under your backside to bring you into his harsh pace. All the while he’s breathlessly coaxing you in your ear, “What’d you call me again? Say that shit again… Wanna hear it… Gets you so fucking wet, you’re a fuckin’ freak, you know that?”

[outtherecreations]

🚙Chose Kevin🚙

Read Part 4 (FINALE) for this to make sense

I take a deep breath, looking between the two boys. I don’t want to do this, but I have to…for my own sake.

“Ben,” I sigh, they both perk up “I care about you. I always have and I alway will, but…I can’t keep doing this. For my own sanity, I can’t keep watching you become more and more distant, making more and more mistakes, and putting less and less in this relationship. We worked better as friends…I actually KNEW how you felt about me. I want to be in a relationship where I’m putting in the most work. I’m sorry…”

Those green eyes I fell in love with…

Now they’re making feel like puking. Ben lets outs a shaky breath, “N/N…you’re joking, right?” He asks. Ben looks at me up and down “You can’t be serious. After all we’ve been through, you’re gonna let one small mistake-” “It’s not just one small mistake. It’s a bunch of small mistakes that always turn into bigger ones. And I always let you slide every single time…I can’t do it anymore.” I sigh.

“If that’s how you’ve been feeling, why haven’t you actually tried to talk to me?!” Ben shouts “Well you don’t make it easy! You’re not even making breaking up with you easy!” I shout back “Newsflash, relationships aren’t easy!” Ben sighs “They shouldn’t be h*ll either! Ben, just stop please.” I sigh tiredly. Ben looks down at the ground, clenching his fists.

Kevin stands there, watching the both of us carefully. “Fine.” Ben says quietly before turning to Kevin “If you break her heart. I’m kicking you back into the Null Void.” He threatens. Kevin rolls his eyes “It’s gonna be hard to break what you already broke.” He states, Ben only growls. I watch him storm to his front door.

The door slams loudly-I just know Mrs Tennyson said something.

I flinch when Kevin places a hand on my shoulder, “Come on. Let’s head to the garage.” He says gently. We get into the car and drive off. I glance over at Kevin to see him grinning like an idiot “Why are you so happy?” I snort tiredly, looking out the window “Why am I so happy? Is that a serious question?! I finally got the girl of my dreams!” Kevin says victoriously.

My cheeks warm up, “Well…I’m probably gonna need some time before we-” “Say no more. I’ve waited this long. Now that the deal is officially sealed, I can wait a for more days or weeks.” Kevin says. He grins a little, keeping his eyes on the road. I stare at him in surprise, “Stop staring at me, Nut-heh, guess I can’t call you that anymore…Princess? Yeah, Princess…I missed calling you that. Stop staring at me, Princess, you’re making me distracted.” Kevin jokes.

“You just seen really ok with this.” I say “Of course I am, at the end of the day…I’m finally the one that gets to hold your hand and kiss you and call you everyday and beat up any guy that flirts with you. Maybe I can teach you how to drive now.” Kevin suggests, not even bothering to hide his excitement “Oh please, you said you’d never risk your car. Plus, Ben already taught me.” I scoff playfully. We stop at a red light “I never said we were gonna use MY car. And Ben barely knows how to drive himself.” Kevin snorts, I laugh and shake my head “You got a point.” I giggle weakly.

~2 Week Later ~

‘I guess if this is really what you want…fine Y/N. But don’t expect me to be there when Kevin breaks your heart.’

I place my phone on the counter when Kevin walks into the garage “See, I changed. Now are you ready to go get lunch?” Kevin asks, I grin playfully “Depends on who’s driving.” I tease. Kevin snorts “Look, I know I said you’d be on the road in a week, but I also know that you know that my car is my baby and no one shall ever drive her but me.” He says firmly. I hop into the passenger’s seat as Kevin gets in. I glance at him, Kevin drives off.

“Don’t you trust me, Kev?” I ask, he glances at me for a second “Nope.” Kevin says seriously “WHAT?!” I gasp offendedly, Kevin laughs “I’m sorry, but you almost hit a dog last time.” He states “That was not a dog, it was a deer!” I say defensively “A deer wearing a leash?” Kevin asks. I pout, “I will jump out this car with no hesitation.” I huff.

“You won’t get food if you jump out.” Kevin warns “Shoot, you’re right.” I groan, pressing my back deep into the seat. Kevin only laughs, “Beside we’re almost there.” He says, I study the buildings and places outside the window “Kevin, where are we? I’ve never seen this place in my life.” I state with a confused frown. “I know, there’s a new restaurant around here. Thought it’d be good for a first date.” Kevin hums softly.

My cheeks redden a little, “Aw look who’s blushing.” Kevin teases. I roll my eyes “Aw, look who’s a big old softie.” I squeal, Kevin cringes “Ugh, never called me that again.” He snorts “But you are a softie. A soft baby man.” I say, making my voice sound baby-ish. I stop teasing him when the car pulls up to a restaurant. “We here.” Kevin tells me, he frowns.

“Come on, Kev. You can’t seriously be mad about-”

“I’m not…”

I hum in confusion before I finally look off to where Kevin was staring. My eyes widen for a second, “Huh, looks like Julie ended up with Ben after all…glad she got what she wanted.” I say happily. Kevin blinks at me as I start to grab my things, “You really wanna go in there while they’re here?” He asks seriously “Yeah, we’re on a date. Who cares that they’re on a date too?” I say with a shrug “You don’t care?” Kevin asks “Not really…I mean, I moved on. So, I’m glad he’s moved on too.” I say.

“How do you exist?” Kevin asks with red cheeks, my face mirrors his. Kevin steps out the car and walks over to open my car door “Milady~” He says, bowing a little. I fight back a laugh as I step out the car, it didn’t take long before a felt a pair of eyes staring me down.

I elbow Kevin gently, “Looks, like we’ve already been spotting.” I whisper. Kevin hums in thought “You ok with that?” He asks “Mmhm, are you?” I ask “As long as you’re fine with this. If he says anything sh*tty I’ll kick his *ss.” Kevin warns, I cast him a tired smile. Kevin wraps an arm around me and we make our way to the entrance.

“How many times have I told you, get away! I want nothing to do with you!”

“Don’t be like that, Benji-”

“Don’t call me that! Don’t EVER call me that!”

Kevin and I walk past Ben and Julie. Once we were far enough, Kevin snickers “Stop it. Be nice.” I say “All I’m saying is, Tennyson got what he deserved.” Kevin says as the waiter walks up to us. She beams at us “Oh? A couple! Would you like our ‘Just the Two of Us’ special?“ She asks happily. Kevin squeezes me happily, I look at him “Why, yes, we would like that special.” He says, pushing a fancy voice.

~Time Skip~

“-So seasons 2 and 3 aren’t dubbed, but season 1 is? What?!”

I groan tiredly “I know! The original people who were dubbing it lost the rights…now I gotta watch it all subbed. And don’t get me started on the continuation series-they changed all the voice!” I say. Kevin nearly spits out his water “Ugh, I wish I would’ve known before I started watching. Their old voices are perfect.” I whine.

Kevin chuckles “I’m not touching that show.” He tells me “Dodge that bullet, Kev, dodge it!” I say firmly. I let out an annoyed groan before I notice Kevin staring at me. “What’s up?” I hum, he only laughs “Can I take a moment to realize how cute you are?” Kevin asks with a playful grin. “Only if I get to brag about how cute my boyfriend is.” I say.

Kevin’s eyes widen, he grins widely “So…we’re official now?” He asks. “Yep-” I yelp when Kevin pulls me into a kiss. He quickly pulls away with red cheeks “Sorry. Sorry, are you ok with me kissing you yet?” Kevin asks carefully, I laugh “It wouldn’t be the first time you kissed me without permission,” I tease “But I’m fine with it.” “Good. Cuz I wanna do it again.” Kevin says excitedly, pulling me into another kiss

[creatorismynameboi07]

One more chance…

Kevin levin x gn reader

⚠️Warnings⚠️: ( this is older Kevin you know the one from the future episode in the classic bed 10) age gap ( 31-22)/blood/gore ( it’s Kevin)/handcuffs/mentions of Ben 10, Gwen/flirting/swearing

Colors- Kevin-black,You-Red Gwen- purple,Ben-Green

Summary: being with a psychopath was not how you wanted to spend your day, but what happens when that psychopath is an old friend who you may or may not have old feelings for. Only time will tell if you can tame the wicked man or fall victim to his charm …you’ll have to wait and see.

Authors note: Yay! This my first ever fan fic! Sorry if it’s bad my spelling is terrible cuz am dyslexic. Anyway on to the story! ( also this is the best picture I could find of Kevin 11000 🥲)

Also if there are any warnings I missed please tell me! Thanks!

Being alone with a psychopath was not how you thought you would be spending your day….

You looked over at Kevin, who was just sitting there handcuffed in a armchair, he didn’t notice you were staring at him as he was probably thinking of way out of here, you roll your eyes looking away from him trying to think of something else then the fact you had to watch him.

How did you get stuck with him?

Well let’s just say it wasn’t pretty……

Ben had got a tip about the whereabouts of Kevin. Apparently Kevin was going to raid some warehouse and since Ben was so obsessed over catching Kevin, you and Gwen didn’t have a choice but to follow along with the plan. When your three had gotten to the place that the tip had leaded you towards, you weren’t expecting to see the site of bloody corpses all around the floor of the warehouse and Kevin standing in middle of it all, a single light was all that illuminated the site before you as Kevin was standing there covering in blood head to toe.

You shake your head,trying to forget the memories that haunted your mind. You look back at Kevin who was still looking around the room, for a second you remembered how Kevin was when you first met him how much he had changed…..Those thoughts left as quickly as they came.

You were so lost in thought that you didn’t realize you were staring at Kevin.

“See something you like?”

Kevin’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts, you quickly realize that you were still staring at him and quickly looked away from his gaze.

“What? Getting shy on me?”

Your face begins to heat up from his words. Who does he think he is flirting with you like the two of you were lovers! You grimaced at the thought of you two being a “thing”. That thought echoed in your mind, over, over, and over. Till Kevin voice once again snapped you out of it.

“What cat got your tongue?”

The sound of Kevin’s handcuffs jiggling around as he moves positions to have his legs across over one another and his head resting on his fist. “Tch just be quiet!” You say with irritation, Kevin huffs and closes his eyes.

“You could be a little nicer…” Kevin mumbled under his breath

…..

…..

…Was he serious….

To think he really think that he had any authority to demand you to be Nicer to him!

You stand up from your spot on the couch and slowly walk towards Kevin till you were right in front of him. Kevin open his eyes and look up at you slowly.

“What? Do you want an apolo-“

before Kevin could finish you had punched him square in the face causing him to spit out blood and what looked like a tiny tooth chip.

“ What the hell!”

The voice of Ben broke you out of your rage, you looked towards Ben your face was still flustered at what Kevin had said to you.

“I said watch him not fucking punch him!?”

Ben snapped at you, Gwen who wasn’t far behind from Ben silently placed a hand on Ben’s shoulder calming him down immediately.

“Am sure they had a reason to punch Kevin, now calm down Ben.”

Gwen said calmly, her voice somewhat relieved the mood, Ben sighed then apologized for yelling at you, then walked past you to try to get Kevin spill on some information he needed. “You’ve done enough for today…go get some rest ok?” Gwen patted your shoulder then walking to join Ben.

You left the room closing the door behind you, it only took you a couple minutes for you reach your room, as soon you entered the room you plopped on your bed. A sigh left your mouth as you let all the stress of the day pass away,

You looked up the ceiling thinking about what Kevin had said, it still pissed you off! But there wasn’t much you could do about it, if Ben and Gwen hadn’t shown up when they had did you probably would’ve done more then just punched him.

“See something you like?”

His voice echoed in your head like mantra.

It wasn’t a secret that you had a little crush on Kevin but you thought you had gotten over it years ago when Kevin tried killing Ben.

You thought…

But it seem that the feelings for him never truly left no matter how much you hated yourself for liking him, there was some part of you that still remembered who he was, still hoping he would change. But that hope died a quickly as it came.

Your eyes began to grow heavy, before you knew it you were fast asleep

A flash of Kevin’s face flashed through your mind, your heart pounding in your chest so hard you felt your ribs beginning to hurt….

Maybe you could give him a chance…

One…more…chance….

…

….

……

To be continued…..

Authors note: YAY FINALLY ITS DONE! Well half of it anyway….

Sorry it took so long I was busy with thinking of a plot and stuff,but am glad I at least finished part 1! It’s kinda short but am proud of it!

Anyhoo I hope y’all enjoyed

(I promise 2 part will be better and longer!)

Bye!

[kaldurahms-lover]

Bad Dreams || Kevin Levin x Reader

Pairing: Kevin Levin x Fem Reader (set in alien force), pre-established relationship

Warnings: fluff, pet names (baby, babe, nicknames, sunshine) swearing, shitty writing, as per usual for me: possibly too much straight up dialogue

Word Count: 426 words

A/N: OKAY I KNOW LIKE NOBODY WANTS THIS BUT IM IN LOVE WITH HIM AND NO ONE IS WRITING ME ANYTHING SO IM JUST PUTTING MY SCENARIOS ON TUMBLR, anyways we’re pretending Kevin and Gwen never liked each other 🤩

Y/N was used to Kevin waking her up at all hours of the night. 

Telling her about a new mission they were going on, wanting to talk to her after a nightmare, asking if she wanted to go on a midnight drive, even just asking her to fall asleep on the phone with him so he could sleep better.

What she was not used to however, was him showing up at her house. At 4:00 AM on a Saturday. 

She awoke to knocking on her window. She half expected it to be Ben, asking to be patched up after a particularly rough solo fight, something that happened every once in a while. Unexpectedly however, it was Kevin at the window.... and he looked like he had been crying. 

Y/N opened her window, quickly ushering him into her room. 

“Kevin? What are you doing-”

He cut her off by wrapping his arms around her, so tight she could hardly breath, and burying his face in her neck.

“Kev, what’s wrong?”, his girlfriend asked with worry, her arms reciprocating before she even realized.

He wasn’t making a sound, but she could feel him crying, silent sobs causing his entire body to shake.

“Baby you have to tell me what’s bothering you”

“Nothing Y/N, just had a bad dream.”

“Kevin you have bad dreams all the time, you’ve never had a nightmare to the point you have to come see me in the middle of the night, crying your eyes out. Come on, let’s lay down.”

He just nodded as he followed her to her bed. Y/N laid on her back, Kevin’s head on her shoulder and his arms around her waist. 

“Do you wanna tell me what your dream was about?”

“I don’t really wanna, but I probably should. It was so bad sunshine”

“How so?”

“I lost you. And there was blood. So much blood, everywhere. And I kept trying to tell myself it wasn’t real, but it felt like you were really gone. Y/N I saw you die in that fucking  nightmare.”

“Kevin, babe, i’m okay, i’m right here alright?”

He nodded silently. 

“Why don’t you try go back to sleep, you look exhausted. I’ll be right here with you if you need me.”

“Yeah, okay.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too sunshine.”

-

Kevin drifted off fast, and after a quick text to her parents, telling them what had happened and warning them that Kevin would be there when they woke up, Y/N did too.

-

Kevin had never slept better in his life.

[kissbentennyson]

Why do you care?

Kevin is 17, and his sister (the reader) is around 15 1/2. I also made up a Villian b/c I didnt feel like dealing with canon ones.

(Platonic) Kevin x sister! Reader | reader uses she/her pronouns, and is referred to by feminine terms.

“What is it Harvey? And where’s Mom?” 

Kevin's back leans against the door frame, glaring down at his step father. The older man puts his palms on the granet of the kitchen island. “Your mother is resting. But- it's your sister.” An eyebrow cocks as his crossed arms get tighter. “Yeah, what about her?” You had never been a topic of discussion, nothing ever came up about you. You weren’t the better of the two of you, but you were quiet. Almost more of a ghost than you are a person. So what about you could this possibly be about?

There’s a sigh, tired shoulder slumping. “She hasn’t been home in three days... Your mother noticed that she was gone earlier today, now she’s worried sick, and after all of our searching and calling- nothing.” A scoff bursts from Kevin, shocked and a little impressed. Had you finally mustered up the courage to run away? Shit. Color him surprised. 

“So? Why am I here? Ain't that the police’s job?” “Now you know better than anyone-” 

The man stops himself, quite obviously exhausted. “They won't look for a teen because they assume she’s shacked away with some boy, but she isn’t that type of kid.” Kevin’s back separates from the wood, obviously ready to leave. “You’d think, trust me she’ll be home in no time. She probably got tired, and  ran off-” “No, no, no. You’re wrong about your sister, she wouldn’t. She isn’t like that. She isn’t like-” It catches, but it’s a little too late. A knife to wound too sore as well. Brows furrow, and the younger man steps forward. 

“Not like me? Yeah. I know.” 

The stare they hold is incredibly tense, there’s no going back from that. “She’s a young girl, and everyone knows how the world treats them. Please.” The look on his step fathers face was one of genuine concern. Understandable, seeing as how you all got to be a family when he ran away. He’s probably right too…

“Fine- what’s her phone number?” 

With a little rewiring of leftover tech he had in his trunk, he could track the pings of your phone. A bright pink flip phone you had bought for yourself, as Harvey had told him. The most recent ping was caught on a cell tower next to a lot of “abandoned” warehouses in a small town just outside of Bellwood. One he used to know well. That place used to be the best place to meet. Whenever a weapons deal was set to meet there, it was almost always a good night. Why the hell were you there?

And that’s where he was headed. To one of the places he never should have been, after his little sister. Yay for him. 

Most of the buildings here were worn down, waiting to be  sold or getting moved out of by old family businesses. It was just that. That and the sky. The damn sky. You had always been so fixated on it, when you were kids- or rather- before he ran away. You would stare out the car window on drives home, looking up at the speckled darkness, spouting off random facts about space. Ma and Harvey never paid attention, it was always him. You would reach out for his hand- and like a big brother- he would give you it. You were so happy, he could feel the energy pulsating from you. 

So many times he’d accidentally hurt you like that, but you never once were afraid of him. 

The bubble on the glowing holo-map became visible, and that means he was nearing you. He wasn’t annoyed at this situation, not a first. Honestly, he felt a little sad that it had to be you. For the first time it was you, why couldn’t it have been him again? But the closer he got to you, the more mad he felt.  It was only a matter of time before his family got involved with his past, or his current job, more than they already have.  If someone had chosen you to get to him, or the Tennyson’s, they had no idea what they’re getting into. 

But if this was all you, he’s gonna rip you a new one. 

-

There was a large hand wrapped snugly around the good majority of your waist. Now, you weren’t exactly a thin lady, but the size of the paw of the man whose lap you sat on was  large enough to make you look as thin as a supermodel. 

It was a little sketchy being in here, the building itself was dim and dingy, and would be worth little if it weren’t for all the alien tech housed here. Truth be told, you didn’t really like being here- or him for that matter. The whole alien weapon trade made you uncomfortable, but... Three months ago you had befriended a guy, and eventually he had trusted you enough to take you to meet his boss. The poor guy’s behavior and quickness to trust ended with him getting... “MIA” of sorts. Even after that, the boss had taken a liking to you. 

And that’s why you were here and had been for the last few days, it was the attention. His dangerous and powerful man wanted you around, took a liking to you- or at least found you pretty enough to be his eye candy. A lap accessory to sit and look pretty while he made important, and illegal deals. It made you feel nice. You feel special, important, seen, for once. Finally for once. 

“Well, Haven’t you been good all day?” He said with a doubled voice, one that scraped on your ear drums like sandpaper. His fingers squeeze lightly on your waist. Other than his voice, size, and some other minor details- he resembled a human enough for you to be okay with all of the touching and flirting- I mean, if it ever got too bad you could result in using your fathers genes to get away. (Not that you actually know how to use them, but they’re there.) You shrug, laying your head heavily on his bicep and batting your eyelashes like a mechanical doll. 

“So pretty too…” He brings his other large hand to your face, the fingernail of his forefinger trailing down from your cheekbone to the point of your jaw. An involuntary giggle leaves you. Again, you don’t like him… but you don’t remember the last time someone called you pretty, or held you this close. “If it weren’t for you against me, everyone’s staring would have made me jealous.” It was obvious how flustered you were, his toadies scrambling out of the area. “Why would I ever want anyone who would just stare, when I have you?” You say through an internal laugh. Does he actually believe I like him? Eh, the attention was nice either way. 

Loud noises come from outside, but it just sounded like every other trade off so it didn’t raise any other suspicions. Toadies loudly unloading the goods, getting in fights with each other ect. During the night, this would have been unacceptable.

He leans down, a light hold on your chin, obviously going in with a kiss. You let it happen, leaning in and everything. His warm breath on your lips like a tease, a chuckle leaving him like nails on a chalkboard. “I think… I’m gonna keep you.” 

The main door bursts open- Wait, no. It doesn’t burst open. It bursts off of it’s hinges, the force used against it causing it to fold in half midair, eventually sloping down and sliding against the ground. The screech worse than the grate of the voice you’ve been forced to hear all day. The sandwiched door slid to a halt right in front of you like an example. An appetizer for the main course. The doorway leeched in bright light, but part of it was blacked out by a silhouetted figure. Heaving chest, and now concrete fists clenched tight.

Fuck. It’s your brother. 

A knot forms in your throat, your heart dropping to the pits of your stomach like it had become pure lead. His eyes are fixated on you, brows furrowed, stance changing from the one he threw the punch in. Storming in straight for you, footsteps echoing through the entire building. Your companion straightens out, that awful chuckle leaving him once again. “Kevin Levin. Back to finish what we star-” 

“Stuff it Caietanus, I’m not here for you.” 

Kevin drops your full name with all the fury in his voice of an agitated mother. The hand on your waist tightens to a painful amount, squeezing a gasp out of you. “You- You’re a Levin!?” Rage fills his voice quicker than anything. Your entire body begins to shoot from hot to cold over and over again, anxiety flooding your persons. Your hands quickly moved to his, trying to pry it from your waist. “Uh…” “I’m just here to take her home, not for you. If you want to finish our shit, fine, but you’re gonna let her go.” 

Caietanus raises from his seat, keeping his hold on your waist. Letting out a squeal, thrashing in his hold. Kevin drops into a squat, his hand presses flat on the concrete floor and soon enough his entire body is encased in concrete. At that moment, you wished you could do that. But currently, the only control you have over your own abilities is for them not to go off randomly. After all, no one had been around to teach you how to use them growing up- or ever made the effort to help in the past few years. 

They charged each other, lackeys rushing in from every which way- most of them had average strength. So it would be a breeze for Kevin. Caietanus on the other hand… 

-

The feeling of the car moving helped calm you down a bit, but the overwhelming silence was indicative of the reaming you were about to get. You swallow a small bit of saliva down a desert dry throat, aimlessly tapping your fingers on your thighs in waiting for the hell to start. Eyes glued to your hands.

He’s got a large scrape on his cheek, and it itches more than it hurts, but it’s bothering him. His fingers tap against the wheel as he thinks. This whole situation could have been avoided. He just fought a whole following by himself for you, and you haven’t said shit since you got in the car. Eyes shift over to you, finally looking away from your lap and out the window at the passing landscape. 

“You’re welcome.” His voice cuts through the lack of sound. Part of you wanted to throw yourself into a tearful apology, but the other- the other was his sister. “For what? I didn’t need your help.” You prop up your jaw on your hand as a scoff leaves him, your lips pressed into a pout. It was obvious he only saw you as a brat, who cares what happens now? “You sure? Because when he had you up, you couldn’t exactly get out of his hand.” You follow this up with an angry groan. 

“It wouldn’t have happened if you never showed up in the first place!”

The breaks screech as you’re jolted forward, almost knocking your head forward and into the dashboard. Maybe that was what he was going for? You hadn’t meant to raise your voice, but you did, and there is no taking it back now. He turns to you, and he’s mad, not as mad as before- but definitely more miffed. “And what would have happened when he found out you were related to me, and I wasn’t there? Huh?” Your entire body felt rigid, but amongst the want to hold your ground came an overwhelming wave of happiness- but also, the want and need to curl up and cry. 

“Nothing! Because he wouldn’t have found out. I’m not reckless.” A momentary smile caused by the words you said and was followed by yet another angry scoff. “Yeah right, getting involved with illegal trade of alien tech isn’t reckless?” You smile back, cocky. “It’s not because I don’t care about the damn weapons deals!” Thinking you were winning, your voice got louder. 

“Then why were you there? To arm candy?” “Ding! Ding! Ding! Fucking hit the nail on the head Kev, it only took you two minutes! New record!” His angry smile drops, expression twisting in confusion. Your shoulders drop with a sigh, rolling your eyes and sitting back up against the seat. “Think about it? Where else am I gonna get attention from, Dumbass? Mom? Harvey?” You pause, his expression unchanged. A light laugh leaving you. “Sure as hell won’t be getting it from you!” Arms cross over your chest, sitting forward completely and looking out at the road in front of you. 

“Just hurry up and take me home so I can get back to being forgotten by everyone.” 

Those words hit him harder than any hit from just a few minutes ago. “You actually think-” “When did mom notice that I was gone? When was the last time any of you did anything pertaining to me?” He doesn’t answer, and you know. He returns to his resting position, hands on the wheel, but he doesn’t start driving. “Yeah right, Brat.” 

Your finger nails dig into your skin, teeth gritting. “Fine, maybe I am. That’s fine. I’m still right.” The car begins to move again, a lot slower than it usually does. A snail's pace, really. He looks straight on, eyes glued on the barely passing road in front of him, his neutral expression holding. It was obvious that he was trying to prolong the drive, for your own torment, to give himself time to think, for whatever reason. Your fingers tap ideally at your bicep, his forefinger tapping on the steering wheel. 

The tapping syncs up, a symphony of idle motion and deep angry sighs. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. A car drives up behind, coming to a similar slow pace for a few minutes. Soon after, they begin to lay on the horn. The slow car, loud horn, literally everything that just went down… “God will you fucking speed up already!?” The moment it leaves your mouth, the other car swerves around and drives off. A smug smile spreads on your brother's face. 

“Well, would you look at that? No reason to speed up now.” You let out a growl. “What the hell is up your ass now?” “What? I’m driving you back to Ma’s. Isn’t that what you want?” Your hands slam down in your lap, throwing your head back with a groan. “Do you, like, get off on torturing me? Is this how you make up for-” You stop yourself. “You know what? No. I’ll just keep quiet.” The car stops moving again, and you now have his full attention. 

“Finish.” 

You turn your head, lips sealed, your eyes shutting along with it. “No, I want to know what you were going to say!” You keep your mouth shut, eyes shutting tighter. His brow furrows deep, lips pressed to a flat line. “You know what I think? I think you’re a spoiled brat. You got to have Mom and Harvey your entire childhood. I haven’t done anything to mess with your life-” Then, you snap. “Really!?”

You don’t hesitate to turn his way, your face hot with anger. “I know you think everything negative that happened when we were kids was only your burden to bear- but you’re wrong. When you ran away, I became obsolete. Ma and Harvey couldn’t care less about me, all they wanted was to find you. All I wanted was for them to find you. I taught myself to be small and to need nothing because they just- just- forgot me! And when you ran away, you left me with a family who hates both of us for being freaks. Remember that? Did you think that that stopped happening the moment you left!? And I never learned how to control- whatever the hell is wrong with me. You were never there!” You look down at your hands, and they’re shaking like a bad California day. 

“I know that some things happened to you that didn’t to me, and that you were just a scared little kid- I know. I understand. It shouldn't have happened, and you didn’t deserve any of it. But I needed you. I needed you more than anyone, you are the only possible person I could ever relate to or help me… But you left me Kev…” 

Your chest heaves with strained breaths used to push out your cracking voice. Your brother before you turns into a watercolor as your emotion overflows your body. Hot tears stream down your face as you struggle to keep your ‘abilities’ from going haywire. “I know you hate me, and I’m sorry it took me so long to realize- but I can’t understand that type of crap. I thought I was doing something wrong growing up, and I tried so hard to do everything I could to make you happy… I just wanted you to like me.” 

You sit up fully, sucking in deep breaths to calm yourself as your back presses flat against the car seat. You close your eyes again, letting the silence take over, and the wetness of your face air dry. A soft ‘tsh’ leaves him. Not as a spiteful remark, but involuntarily. You feel that he doesn’t look away. “Squirt-” “I’m sorry. Just take me home, please.” It comes out as more of a pitiful squeak than an actual request. 

“Yeah. Alright.” 

It’s a normal pace this time, 10 or 15 over the speeding limit, a normal pace for him. You press your warm face against the glass, the cool feeling soothing the overwhelming warmth. You felt selfish. You felt stupid. Most of all, you felt weak. You’ve never once broken down like that to anyone, never had the chance to. Maybe that’s why you did, it was a moment of weakness and the only chance you had. It felt good, somewhat. More like the relief of scratching at a bug bite even though you know it’s gonna get worse afterwards. Whatever. You’ll just go home, go to bed, and all of this will be nothing but a memory. 

Man he fucked up. Kevin hadn’t meant to make you cry, he didn’t even want to go off- but he did. How the hell does he come back from that? He swallows down the guilt and keeps driving. He glances over at you, puffy face pressed against the glass and pressed against the door to be farther away from him. Your left arm had fallen, limp beside you on the seat. He kept glancing back at it and you. There are childhood memories that mirror your exact look. 

All of the sudden, he takes your hand. When you look over at him, his eyes are still on the road, expression unchanging. Looking down at your joined hands, his is so much larger than yours. He always has been, even making fun of your height when you were kids. The corners of your lips twitch upwards just slightly, and you give his hand a light squeeze.

He’s still your big brother, no matter what. 

-6 1/2 years prior-

Kevin was squished in the middle seat, between the stuff Ma had put in the other seat and your booster seat. It was dark out after a long day, and everyone was tired. Ma Driving with Harvey in the front seat, both of them sitting silent and annoyed. Well, everyone but you. You had your eyes locked out at the sky, spouting off more facts about space that no one really wanted to hear. You didn’t ever seem to notice that no one cared about what you learned in quiet reading time.

“Our sun is actually green, our eyes just aren’t right to see it! And- and- `` ''That’s nice sweetie, could you maybe not talk about that right now?” Your stepfather said as he turned to look at you. He’s offering a small smile, but you didn’t understand what he meant. “Um, okay! Well the moon-” “No, honey. It’s time to be quiet. Mommy is driving and you’re being distracting.” Ma puts in. 

Kevin watches as all of the light drains from your face, your smile melting into an uncharacteristic frown. Your eyes shift from the sky above, to the passing plants and pavement. They did that often. They would stop him from having any fun, or you from talking about your happy things. He got used to it after a while, but you always seemed to be hurt by it every single time. You never did seem to get used to anything like that, maybe that’s his fault for taking the brunt of it. 

Your arms are limp by your side, one hand falling off the side of the plastic booster seat. He looks out of the other window and takes a hold of your hand. He didn’t know how else to comfort you, he didn’t even know how to calm himself down. Then, there's a light squeeze of his hand.