Why cant i have a big pregnant belly but then it goes away when I’m done having fun. Let me get pregnant repeatedly and constantly bred by werewolves and other horny beasts alike but then the huge litters just fizzle away and I can get bred stupid again like cmon. Over n over because I’m helpless once u push me down and spread my holes on a big cock. Its not like I’m doing anything else.
16 is my favorite number and it just happened to have the perfect prompt for Levi 🤭 may I request that one?
Thank you & love you 💘
Dee, I love you and I will happily write this Drabble just for you. I hope you like it. 😘
16. You’re getting crumbs all over my bed
Characters: Levi and pregnant!reader (again)
Word count: 396
Y’all. When I tell you I have brain rot right now for cute, fluffy stories about having a baby with Levi…..apparently this is all I can write now. 😬 (Am I writing a Dad!Levi drabble series?)
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The first trimester of pregnancy was rough. First, it was feeling nauseous and throwing up every morning. Then, you couldn’t stand the smell of any cooked meat and bananas, of all things. You didn’t want to eat anything because you feared you would just throw it all up later.
Levi was so concerned. He went to all the specialty tea shops and natural health food stores around town and bought you teas to help with morning sickness and nausea. He stopped cooking meat. Hell, he even stopped buying bananas. He hated to see you so miserable.
And then you entered your fourth month and it all just…went away. The nausea, the sensitivities to foods and smells. But now you were hungry.
All the time.
Levi never knew when your pregnancy munchies would hit. Sometimes he’d be driving back from work and he’d get a text from you:
“Babe, I really want some garlic bread sticks from The Olive Garden. Can you get some on the way home? Oh, and some ice cream. Love you!”
Or at 9:00 in the evening, while watching TV together:
“Babe….can you get the cookies in the kitchen?”
He goes to check. “I think you ate them all last night.”
You give him an innocent smile.
He looks at you sitting on the sofa, your hand resting on your small baby bump, which seems to be growing every day. Of course he’s going to go buy you cookies at 9:00 at night. He’d do anything for you.
One evening, Levi had to work late and by the time he got home, you were already in bed, reading a book and waiting up for him. He stood at the door, just staring at you. He’d always thought you were beautiful, but lately….you just had this glow.
He starts taking off his clothes to join you in bed, but as he pulls down the covers, he sees it. Something he cannot abide.
“Darling….you’re getting crumbs all over our bed.”
You look up at him with guilty eyes. “I was just so hungry..” you say with a half eaten cracker in your mouth. He crosses his arms and you finish the cracker quickly.
He sighs. “It’s a good thing I love you so damn much.” Then he smiles. “Now get up for a moment, so I can clean this up.”
“No time for pleasantries.” His lips are hot on yours, his breath filling your lungs while his body knocks the air from your chest when your back hits the cement block wall.
You chortle, the laugh swallowed by Jared’s kisses. “Pleasantries? What is this, the Middle Ages?”
“Sorry.” Jared chuckles, his lips moving across your jawline. “Forgot to get fully out of character.”
He’s playing a British detective in his new role, and apparently the dialogue has made its way into his daily conversation - into his dirty talk. You cringe at the thought, but you’re quickly pulled back to reality by the scrape of Jared’s stubble against your neck.
“I only have five minutes. We’re breaking for a makeup touch-up.” He informs you, hands pushing up under your clothes.
Your intent was just to bring him lunch. Then you saw his costume, the suit, the fitted white shirt, the tailored pants. He saw the look in your eyes when he met your gaze as the director called cut, and he was pulling you into a dark corner within seconds.
Now his fingers are tucked into the front of your underwear, fingertips taunting your clit while you writhe between his hard, overheated body and an only slightly harder, cool wall.
You nod at his time constraint; no time for pleasantries, indeed. No time for much of anything with the way Jared fucks. He’s leaning against you, pinning you against the wall. You ache for him, clit throbbing under his touch, walls clenching around nothing. He’s hardly touching you.
Jared is teasing you, making you wait for the real thing.
Two can play this game. You reach forward, pressing your palm against the growing bulge in the front of his pants and rocking your hand forward. Just as quickly, you pull your hand away. You pluck at the top button on his white shirt and shove him backwards by the chest.
Jared is quick on his feet, never stumbling, even as you push him. His hands find the remaining buttons and he begins opening them, making a show of partially undressing, showing you his too-toned and too-tanned body.
It’s the middle of February, for Christ’s sake. No one should look like this all the time. But Jared does.
His eyes never leave yours, boring into you while he flashes his chest. Then he’s closing in on you again, but you meet him before he can capture you against the wall again. You spin him around, his back pressed against the blocks, and cup your palm around his cock through the fabric of his pants. With a soft squeeze, you feel his length twitch in your hand. He’s getting hard.
Looking up at Jared, you grin devilishly and stand on your toes to whisper in his ear. “No time for pleasantries.”
You back away, pushing his bagged lunch against his torso until he brings a hand up to grasp it. Jared is stunned, jaw slack, eyes wide. As you saunter away, hips swaying with purpose and pride, Jared makes a silent vow to himself to tease every inch of your body until you’re shameless, begging for him to be inside of you.
"Are you flirting with me?" "Well... Is it working?"
kith 😘
Never Bring Your Charm to a Knife Fight
Characters: Levi x Erwin
Word count: 118 words
As the shadows of their cloaked adversaries stretched beyond the alleyway into the street, Levi grounded himself with one arm outstretched. Just as he raised his knife, a large hand claimed his wrist.
For a moment, his eyes locked with the enemy.
“Now, now…” Erwin’s mouth curled into a slow smile. “It’s futile to resist me, Levi…”
A husky cough escaped the underground vagabond. The way this guy was sizing him up… the way his eyes drifted up and down his stature… the way his breath trembled in anticipation…
“Are you- are you… flirting with me?” Levi interrupted their knife fight.
“That depends…” Erwin raised his dark brows. “…is it working?”
For the drabble challenge your grace, I request number 29. I was going to pick something much worse but I thought I'd be nice this time :)
send me a number (and a ship/character) and i'll write a drabble
thank you for: the prompt, calling me your grace (i will be requesting that you do so all the time from now on though, cheh), and for picking something nice (although now i def want you to send me the worse one!!!). know that this almost went somewhere really, really dark, but drunk me decided against it.
The Poll
Prompt 29. How is my wife more badass than me?
Tags: levihan, actor AU, the 104th kids, silliness
now edited and posted on ao3
The SNK panel is going well so far, although it's the last day of the convention and even Hange and Conny's social batteries are running low -Levi's has been empty since the end of the first morning, to no one's surprise- but they're pushing through bravely. Only a few more hours before they can all head back to their homes, and Levi can recharge -and take care of Hange as she goes through her usual post-convention depression.
"Hange," the host calls out, finally leaving a red-faced Armin alone after a round of merciless questions about his character's newly revealed romantic arc, "you were elected most badass character from the latest special episode in a fans poll, outvoting even Levi and Mikasa's characters. We've talked about that amazing last fighting scene of course, but I don't think I've heard you describe that emotional goodbye with Levi before. How was it filming that goodbye scene?"
Hange doesn't immediately reply, and Levi can tell they're uncomfortable although they've all been briefed and Hange okayed this topic. He understands their unease as he absolutely hates having to rethink about their last moments on set -well, last until their fleeting appearance in the last part of the season, but the fans don't know that yet- and so for once, he's the one who speaks up and switches the topic.
"Oi, what did they say you beat me at?" he asks, turning to Hange but speaking in his microphone so everyone hears him.
"Most badass character, babe," Hange replies with a thankful grin, flicking her short hair back.
People, both fans and castmates, laugh at the exaggerated gesture.
"Are you guys kidding? How the f- hell is my wife more badass than me here?" he asks, glaring at the crowd and host in the typical way his character is famous for. "She threw herself to her death and left me half to go on and fight my ape arch nemesis and that giant bony monstrosity when I was still half dead and missing parts of my dominant hand-
"Well, as your character said, Levi, two fingers is all you need," she interrupts.
She winks at him -well, blinks, but he's learned to read through her attempts by now- and he prays he's not blushing as hard as he does every time Hange unexpectedly flirts with him in public, even years after they've made their relationship public. Someone -Eren, that's gotta be this shithead Eren- whistles suggestively, and Levi takes a deep breath in before clearing his throat.
"Anyway, my character is the most badass, period. Yours isn't even on the show anymore."
Hange laughs as a few shocked gasps escape the audience.
"Don't hold it against him, folks, Levi's still a little shaken up by that scene," she explains.
"Was it a difficult moment for you to film as well, Levi?" the panelist attacks again.
Levi looks down, then sideways at Hange, and the smile on her face falters as she hears his silent plea to get him out of there.
"Well, it was interesting as actors to portray feelings those characters don't usually display," she starts, "and it was a challenge to do justice to this particular scene. One I hope we lived up to, although from what i've seen in some tweets-
"To be fair, you guys were exhausted by the time they finally called that scene a wrap," Jean interrupts on Levi's other side.
"Why? Did it take long to shoot?" the host asks now, clearly desperate to finally get a reply to at least one of their questions.
Eren laughs, and the rest of the cast has a smile on their face they all try to hide when Levi loudly clicks his tongue at him.
"Oh, come on. I can say it, Hange, right?" he asks, although he sounds a bit less sure than his usual self.
And to Levi's horror, Hange simply chuckles and nods.
"Yeah, go ahead. It's probably going in the bloopers anyway."
Eren sighs in relief, and Levi hides his face into his arms as he awaits his fate.
"I was behind the camera watching them acting this scene out since it was one of my favorite moment from the script," Eren picks up in his most dramatic tone, "and it took them hours to get it right. But not just because one of them cried or messed up their lines, no... the real recurring problem was, those two kept ending it with a goodbye kiss! And since Hange was supposed to fly away right after her last line and that kiss wasn't scripted at all, they had to redo it over and over again, while our director was pulling at his own hair and yelling at them to stop making out!'
The crowd erupts into a chorus of laughter and exicted squeals, and the other cast members join in as they remember that day on set.
"I'm going to kill you, Jaeger," Levi says as he sits back up.
"Hey! No spoilers, old man," the young star retorts.
Hange snorts out a laugh, and Levi stares daggers at her instead. All she does is put her hand on his knee under the table, squeezing gently, and he doesn't pay attention to whoever is getting tortured now.
He only looks into Hange's eyes, glad to finally be rid of that damned eye patch prop she's had to keep on for the last season and loved a little too much -and is most definitely planning to steal from the set, he bets- and can only thank the universe that this is all fiction and his Hange's alive and well by his side.