#ftm levi

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Anyone want top trans Levi enjoying Erwin?

(Full article on bsky because my last trans art got my last account hidden)

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Convenient Trouble, Levi x reader smut

It was the only way to achieve what he wanted. There’s no way that Levi could actually just directly approach you or anything. No, he’s way too much of a loser for that. So, to get what he’s been so desperately dreaming of, it had to look like an accident. It had to look like something went unfortunately wrong. That’s the only way to get things right.

Here he is. The moment of truth. All his brothers had left the house, only leaving you and him for a surprising amount of time. His plan was laid out, alongside the rope he’d need. This was the only way Levi would get you to be his.

(I realise it might look like he’s going to kill himself. He is not don’t worry =w=b Its just the good ol' 'whoopsie ive tied myself up in a sexual way teehee thats so silly lol')

II Top Reader II AMAB Reader II you/yours pronouns II 2,200 Words II Trans Levi II Also posted on AO3!! II

It’s one of the few peaceful days in the house of Lamentation. All the nuisances have left the building and the only two current occupants were both holed up in their rooms. You took this quiet day to watch a movie you’ve been looking forward to.

It had only been a few minutes before your watching was interrupted. A call from Leviathan? Now you’re curious. Levi is the last brother to call unnecessarily, so something must be really amiss. Quickly you press the button.

“Levi, are you okay?” you nearly scream. Despite his distant character, you’ve really grown to care about him. Maybe a little more than you’d like.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I mean. Somewhat.” You feel relieved. He doesn’t sound like he’s in too much distress. His voice sounds a lot more nervous than panicked. “You see, like…” A breath. He needed to take this slow, and you knew not to interrupt. “So you know in Season 4 of Ruri-chan there’s an episode where this bad guy that has kidnapped Azuki-tan and Ruri-chan goes to save her and to have enough time to untie Azuki-tan Ruri-chan actually ties up the bad guy so he won’t interfere and she does so successfully and they both make it out and so this rope that she used to tie up the bad guy is actually pink with little flowers all over it so it’s like a real Ruri-chan rope and now they’ve released it as merch. And so I had to get it. But now I’m stuck.”

These were the most words you ever heard Levi say. How passionate can this guy get about a kids show? Although, you have to admit, it’s kind of endearing. Wait. He’s stuck?

“You’re stuck?” He lets out a whine. “Please don’t laugh at me. I was just excited and it got all b-bungled up. I know im a good-for-nothing otaku, but could you p-please come help me?” God, it sounded like he was on the verge of tears. You smiled, “Of course I'll come help you Levi. I’m on my way.” He exhaled with relief. “Good! You know, the newest episode from ‘Help, I Have A Crush But No Idea How To Approach Him So I Tied Myself Up And He Had To Help Me’ begins airing soon and I absolutely cannot miss that, so you better hurry.” You laughed, responded with a simple “I will.” and hung up. For how much of an introvert he is, this sure is a very direct method.

— Upon entering the room, it was clear what kind of predicament Levi had gotten himself into. And gotten himself into it he had, because there’s no plausible way for that to have happened by accident. He was on the floor with his face near the ground, arms and legs bound to his torso and ass clearly presented in the air.Ofcourse his ass was pointed directly at the entrance, both granting you a beautiful view, with the added bonus that Levi couldn’t catch you staring.

The way the rope wound over and under Levi’s legs, arms and stomach made it possible for him to be entirely picked up by one hand. He looked pathetic and helpless, and the bright red colour on his face didn’t help.

“Ah! You came!” He must have heard the door, because you’d been just standing there, taking it all in. The way his aquarium reflected a soft blue light everywhere made it look that much more heavenly. You close the door behind you, and turn the knob to lock. Slowly you approach your stuck prey, who’s silently sweating away. With the way his face is pressed against the floor, his vision is extremely limited. He tries to listen to your approach, but still lets out a surprised yelp when he feels your hand on his head.

“Poor little lamb. Levi dear, how could you have possibly ended up in this situation? You know, I’m really starting to think this isn’t that much of an accident.” You smiled and watched as his cheeks got just a little more vibrant. “NO! I swear to you this wasn’t on purpose! I’m so sorry you have to see a gross pervert otaku like this I shouldn't have even started this I knew it’d be bad. But it was an accident! I’m telling you!!”

You kneel next to him, trying to look him in the eyes, while he’s actively avoiding yours. You don’t know Levi all that well, but it’s very clear that this is a played up innocent act. The way he’s biting back his smile and the way his eyes are glistening can’t be a coincidence. Debating how to handle this situation, you continue.

“Hm. Well, if that’s how you want to play it.” Levi’s eyes finally meet yours, and the mutual understanding is immediately clear.

You switch up your attitude, now that you know there is a joint goal.

“Levi dear, how could I possibly help you? I mean. Look at the predicament you’re in.” Your voice is filled with fake concern and a bit of amusement. Standing up, you take another good look at him. There are only a few knots, reachable by Levi’s own hands. He could’ve easily come out if he wanted to. He is still on all fours, ass high up in the air. The only thing that has changed since you’ve come in is the way his legs are positioned, now slightly more spread than natural.

“You know what I think?” Your hands find his ass, and god do they feel divine. It really was a shame he always wears that long-ass cloak.

You get on your knees behind him, and bend over to whisper in his ear. “We might need to remove the clothes you have, just to make some space between the rope and your body. Do you mind?” Patiently you wait for his response. Levi really isn’t a guy that talks much when he’s in these situations, but it’s not like you mind. You just need a quick actually verbal confirmation. “Baby? I am going to need a response, darling.” He whimpers.

“I- I didn’t expect it to go this well. Please just do whatever you want! I want to be in your complete mercy!” He cries out. You place a quick kiss on his ear. “That surely can be arranged, don’t you worry pretty.”

Getting up again, eager to finally start the action, your eyes notice the convenient ways some of the rope is bound. It seems that there’s been successfully left just enough space for Levi’s pants to be pulled down. How favourable.

Deciding to keep teasing him for a bit, you snake your hand between his legs and cup his sex. You didn’t exactly find the dick that you were expecting, but his pussy felt wet and soft and you couldn’t wait to delve in. The small gasp he let out only encouraged you.

He seemed to be just as turned on as you, slightly wet through his pants. To let him know just how much you were enjoying him, you press your hard-on against him, causing Levi to let out a harsh moan. While he doesn’t like talking that much, you have a feeling he is rather vocal. Which only means you’ll want to try your hardest to hear all of Levi’s delicious little noises.

With one hand on his hip and the other slowly playing with his front, you begin to move your hips as well. Levi is whining and struggling underneath you, desperately trying to get any more friction he can get.

Deciding you’ve both been tormented enough, you pull down Levi’s pants and underwear as far as they can go. It’s something you’ve been dreaming of seeing, and it’s a great deal better than you’ve hoped. Round cheeks with freckles sprinkled here and there, and a surprisingly wellkept grooming situation. Given the state of his usual hygiene, you were certainly not about to complain.

“It sure looks like someone came prepared.” His hole was clearly stretched already. Finally being able to touch his actual skin, you reach for his clit. While he’s trembling beneath you, letting out soft groans and moans, you reach down to undo your own pants.

Levi is ready, spread open all for you. His holes are beautifully exposed, his cries steadily growing louder. Still slowly rubbing his tiny dick, the hand on Levi slowly moves downwards, inching to his precious warmth. Your other hand is leisurely stroking your own dick, preparing it for what’s to come.

Your fingers have reached Levi’s hole, and are now slowly prodding at the entrance. Finally having gained the courage by Levi’s lavish voice, you push in two fingers at once. It looks like Levi had been playing with his bits for quite some time already, since there was barely any resistance. Hearing him moan loudly only reinsured your ideas.

The soft feeling of him surrounding you was already heavenly, and the best was yet to come. Thanks to the way Levi was still desperately grinding against both your hand and erection, you knew time was running low. So, reckoning Levi is prepared enough by both your and his previous preparations, you decide to dive in. You remove your fingers from his hole, making him let out a desperate sob. The hand moves up to his hips, still delightfully positioned due to the ropes. You guide your dick to his hole, and without warning, push in.

The way Levi squeals out is something that you will always remember. It began low and rumbling, quickly rising in volume and tone once he realised you were actually, properly inside him. That first embrace, combined with Levi all packed up for you, truly felt like heaven. Giving some time for Levi to adjust, you bend over his body again. “God, you feel so good like this, Levi.” You let out a groan. “So perfect and pretty, only for me right?” His only responses are small wails and shrieks, apparently already to fucked out to answer. Deciding it’s certainly been long enough, you finally begin to move.

Getting up again, both your hands grasp a firmer grip on his hips. You begin with slowly thrusting halfway in and out, but after just a few smacks you cave in. Levi had explicitly said to use him however you please, so why should you even have to be careful? Your movement becomes quicker, the sound of the smacks making a beautiful symphony alongside Levi’s moans.

The way his body moves in response to yours is mesmerizing, so limited by the rope but all to free against his tiled floor. He made a good choice to bind his confinements in a way that still leaves a layer of cloth between him and the cold hard ground. Your performance leaves his body making small shocks, and he is both propelled by your thrusts yet contained by the firm hands still on his hips. The way your momentum is constantly hitting him in the middle of his breaths makes his yelps sound that much better. Every time you hit his spot, his noises become more angelic. There’s no doubt as to why he might have fallen.

While you’re continuing to ravage his body, the small pressure in your stomach keeps growing. When you notice it slipping past the point of return, you quickly place your hand lower, to start playing with Levi’s clit again. Somehow, Levi begins to let out words again. “Please..” he moans. “Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.” His voice starts hiccuping and it’s clear that he too, is close. Gathering the very few thoughts you have still left, you respond.

“Yeah baby? Do you want me to fuck you full?” He returns quickly, with the loudest voice you’ve ever heard out of him “Yeah fuck!” You join him with his moans, his walls tightening around you, wanting to pull you even closer. “Fuck me full daddy please I’m so close. Please fill me up. I need you right now.”

Although you would love to focus on the things Levi’s continuing to babble out, you feel his peak coming in. He shakes and clenches around you, pulling you over as well. It’s delicious, and you wish to experience this over and over again. You continue to thrust and fuck him roughly, getting both of you trough your respective climax, while filling him to the brim.

Getting down from the high, you slowly pull out. The string of your release keeps you connected for a bit, before splitting and dripping on the ground. Gross. You really need to clean both of you off. Still half-dazed, you go to check on Levi. His tongue is rolled out, drool making a little puddle on the floor. His eyes are closed and if you wouldn’t know better, he might have fallen asleep. Poor thing. You pick him up, and slowly you begin to untie his creation.

How he managed all of this in the first place, is something you’ll have to ask him later. Currently, the only thing that matters is him curled up in his bath with you, lazily and with a surprisingly confident manner, talking about his feelings for you. A proper confession was really due, after all.

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Recently started watching attack on titan, I’m on around episode 20; my oppinions so far are:

Armin is a cute lil trans boy worthy of our love

Levi x Eren will be the fucking death of me. so fucking cute.

Mikasa is one bad ass motherfucker

I’m half thinking Levi is also an adorable trans boy bean but less sure.

AHHHH!! I wish I could inject this shit straight into my blood-stream

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GUYS I JUST READ A ERERI FIC ABOUT TRANS!LEVI AND IM SO MAD THEY DIDN’T MAKE MORE CHAPTERS

GO READ IT

http://archiveofourown.org/works/1051813

WARNING THERE IS SMUT 

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Smutty Levi/Erwin/Hange fic that a wonderful person wrote. Absolutely wonderful, really hot, really captures their relationship I think. Ftm Levi and a really submissive Erwin too holy dang.

Just when the dildo slides into his ass with a slick sound, a hiss escapes Erwin's lips and he buries his face in the sheets, getting used to the object inside him for a moment. Levi presses a hand against the small of his back, gently massaging to make sure he's comfortable and relaxed. His hand moves up to the scars on the commander's back, counting them silently while Erwin's muscles turn to jelly.

Eventually, his gaze brushes against the back of his neck, his golden hair, until they leave Erwin to linger on Zoe's long legs, her body resting against the bedhead, her own eyes focused on Erwin's flushed face. Eventually she looks up through her glasses (she always keeps them on, even in these kind of situations) and grins at him, moving forward slightly so she can run a hand through Erwin's hair.

He takes the opportunity to grab her ankle and though she lets out a muted protest, her smile only grows wider as Erwin drags her down until he can place his face right over her parted legs The hand in his hair makes a fist as she pushes his head down towards her cunt, and Erwin obliges with a breathless laugh. She sighs when he laps at her labia almost sloppily-- out of the three of them, he is definitely the least experienced one, but makes up for it with dedication and a will of steel, not to mention plain enthusiasm. The flicks of his tongue turn more precise, more teasing, but her eyes remain fixed on Levi's face, his own gaze clouded with lust at the scene before him.It's only when he moans that he gives a first experimental thrust, causing Erwin to jump during his ministrations on her. Zoe laughs at the slightly dazed look on his face, even when Levi smirks wickedly and twists his hips, his second thrust more sure and hitting right in Erwin's prostate.

Erwin's dick is dripping between his legs, his face contorted in pleasure as Levi fucks into him a few more times, alternating between rough and shallow, and whines when Levi stops. "Come on Erwin," he hisses "You're making Zoe wait." Zoe is grateful for his intervention, despite the spectacle of Erwin's loss of control, and throws her head back when Erwin's tongue comes back to her, working with renewed vigor as though to make up for the time he's spent wrapped in his own pleasure. Levi slides the dildo almost completely out for a moment, slick with lube and his own wetness, then slams it back into him, rewarding him. This time Erwin yelps, but keeps his mouth on Zoe, the vibrations of his usually smooth voice turned broken making her shiver with pleasure.

 She laughs again, the end of the sound turning into a moan when Erwin's lips brush against her clit before drawing it into his mouth, sucking on it lightly. Her toes curl and she gives a few short gasps, one of her arms supporting her and the other coming up to roll a nipple between her fingers.

She moves her gaze right back to Levi, smirking at him while she does it, and Levi can feel heat pool in the pit of his stomach, his own hardened nipples almost chafing against the cloth wrapped tightly around his chest. He almost regrets not taking it off, but he generally dislikes the feeling of his own breasts bouncing against his skin. He'll take them off when they're going to sleep, but in the meantime he concentrates on Erwin (his reactions, the short little gasps and high-pitched sounds that escape his mouth, the way his hips move back against him, working himself on Levi's fake dick) and Zoe (the damn smile on her face, her clever fingers playing with herself as she uses the two of them for her own pleasure, the way her glasses are fogging up) and the two of them as a unit (the hardened muscles rolling under their skin, the scars peppering Erwin's pale back and Zoe's dark chest, the sound of their voice and how they both depend on his rhythm, how they trust him)-- and then he finds himself close to the edge, the dildo working wonders inside him until he finds himself shutting his eyes and throwing his head back as the waves of pleasure hit him. He rides them enthusiastically, pounding into Erwin (much to his pleasure it seems, if Levi can judge by the little gasps he's making) until he comes down from his high. 

Erwin is close, desperately so, but he wants him to work for it and so stills inside him. The commander whips his head around to glare at him and Levi allows a light smile to curl his lips, knowing who has the power here. "I think it's high time for Zoe to get off." "Oh, you perfect asshole," Zoe laughs, and his heart twists a little at the sound (she often laughs during sex, and it's the most gorgeous sound he's ever heard, save for Erwin's growl when he comes but that will be for later, later later later), especially when it becomes louder when Erwin bends down to his task with renewed vigor, determined not simply to make her come but for her to do so in beauty, looking right up at her as he kisses the inside of her thigh before his tongue rolls around her entrance.

His eyes are a a question, hers are a challenge (and more-- it's a sign of trust, for him, for her, for Levi as well, and she can see Levi leaning against Erwin back to nip at his neck, while his hand searches for hers and grips tightly-- it's slightly uncomfortable for all three of them but it doesn't matter, because absolutely none of them are going to let go in any case) and when Erwin's tongue enters her, instead of moaning or thrashing she whispers his name in a ruined voice. The moans do return as he thrusts into her with his tongue, making her yelp and gasp and let out long, incoherent phrases, a mixture of dirty talk, pleading, both their names and even (just as Levi can see she's about to break, every muscle in her body tense and her eyes half closed) a gasped out "fuck, I love you you assholes--" and then it's over, her mouth opening in a silent scream as she shakes and thrusts messily against Erwin's face as he continues to fuck her mercilessly.

It's only when she collapses against the sheets that he finally lets his mouth stray away, a thin trail of saliva and her own moisture between his lower lip and her cunt. He kisses her labia, then her pubic hair, then her stomach, cheek pressing against her abs as they rise and fall in ragged breaths. Levi's mouth is dry as he watches them, and for a moment he wants to stay here forever, but then he decides to give a shallow thrust into Erwin instead and sees his erection spring up again, extremely sensitive. Zoe's eyes open to look at  him, and suddenly he sees her grin and knows that she has an idea that could either be terribly good or terribly bad (or both) for all of them.

Lifting herself up, she shifts from her lying position to kneeling in front of Erwin, her hands pressing against his shoulder. She catches Levi's gaze and grins, and suddenly he knows what's she going to do and moves out of Erwin's ass, even as the older man whimpers in frustration. The two of them shift Erwin until he is kneeling, Zoe pressed against his chest and Levi along his back. 

 For a moment the three of them stay like this, Zoe's cheek pressed to his breast and Levi resting his forehead against his back, but then Levi uses a knee to part Erwin's thighs open, his hands digging in his hips so he can direct himself into him again. In that same moment, Zoe seizes his erection with her right hand, playing with the tip lightly. After a few thrusts and slides of her hand Erwin is keening in pleasure, completely lost in the moment, in the two of them. With her other hand, Zoe finds Levi's own fist on Erwin's hips and covers it with her own, even as Erwin tangles his fingers in her hair, holding on for dear life.

 Levi suddenly wants to kiss her, to feel her mouth pressing to hers, and half-drags her around so he can mingle his tongue with hers. She almost loses her balance but recovers quickly, still stroking Erwin's hard dick as she kisses Levi fevereshly, and then the hand she used to hold his hand slips between her two boys to find Levi’s pubic bone, searching for his clit and rubbing it once, twice when she does find it. Levi makes a strangled moan and breaks the kiss, refusing to let go until Erwin is done— almost there— 

Zoe comes back in front of Erwin and decides to end this, looking at him in the sweetest of manners as she slowly bends down, her lips brushing against the underside of his cock. Erwin yelps when her hands switch to playing with his balls and then it’s over, he barely has the time to warn Zoe and shoves her away as gently as he can as when he comes all over the sheets and on her knees, his voice a ruined mess as he sobs, orgasm shaking him before Levi slips out of him and he can collapse to the side, wheezing and shivering. 

Zoe takes a moment to look at his face and smile tenderly, fingers brushing the blonde strands of hair off his forehead when she hears a moan and sees Levi working himself on the dildo, reaching for a second orgasm. She’s about to go and help when Erwin lifts himself on shaking hands and reaches to pull it out, but before Levi can spit and splutter replaces it with his digits, stroking him rapidly before Levi comes himself, riding Erwin’s fingers, his muscles rolling under his skin so that his tatoos look like they have a life of their own. 

It’s only then that the three of them collapse next to one another, wordless for a moment, reveling in the afterglow until Levi makes a noise of protest and Erwin drags him closer, his other hand also seizing Zoe. They arrange and rearrange themselves, Levi mumbling to Zoe annoyingly when she takes most of the space on Erwin’s chest until she pulls him close and wraps herself around him. Erwin’s arms encircle them both, chin over Zoe’s head as she tucks her head in his neck.

They stay like that in silence for a while, and they’ve almost fallen asleep when Zoe mumbles drowsily at Levi: “Y’know, it’s not fair. You got off twice when we only got to come once.”

"I was doing most of the work anyway," Levi hisses, the bandages getting tight against his chest and his hand pawing at them until both a large and smaller hand come and unwrap the knots in his back, unwrapping the bandages gently until his breasts press against Erwin’s chest. They’re not completely pleasant, but the tissue chafes against his skin at night so he might as well take the lesser of two evils.

Zoe brings him close again, nose nuzzling against the crown of his head and Erwin’s hand pressing against his stomach, warm and strong and here. “You better make up for it tomorrow, then.”

"I’m not cooking you fucking breakfast while you laze about in bed, Shitty Glasses."

The sound of her laughter echoes through the room again, as warm and satisfying as the feeling of their skin pressed against each other 

(and as all the words that don’t need to be said anyway— a brush of lips against warm skin and the trust that comes with falling asleep next to one another are worth them all)