#levi aot

[berlogauwu]

old yaoi

[bumblebeeonthistle]

when everyone knows you're Levi's – everyone except you...

Kenny has known since you were both kids. Just two brats he'd taken under his wing in the Underground (why he'd done that, he still doesn't even know himself). Kenny knew you were Levi's when he saw the way the runt would always stay close, moving when you moved as if some invisible string were tying you together. Levi would always make sure you ate first, that you were always warm, always safe. It was also during that time when Kenny realised that, even with his own shit influence, the runt would turn out alright.

Isabel and Furlan have known since before Levi knew himself. They noticed the way that, in a room full of people, Levi's eyes would always seek you first. When you spoke, he'd listen with an intensity so unlike the usual disinterest he showed towards most other people. When you were separated for some reason – maybe, you were with another team during a heist, or just out for an errand – Levi's shoulders were tense, he was snappy, on edge, and overall unpleasant to be around. But it only lasted until he saw you again, safe.

Mike has known from the moment he saw Levi's eyes widen with pure terror when you'd been held at knife-point. It was that day when the Scouts had finally caught Levi's infamous gang in the Underground. It was almost comical how fast Levi dropped his dagger and let himself get dragged to his knees, then shoved right into a puddle of sewer filth. Especially now, when Mike knows how much that guy hates filth, he marvels at how Levi didn't even seem to notice it – no, his attention was solely focused on you, and first when the immediate threat to your life had been removed had he looked at Erwin.

Erwin and Hange learned that you were Levi's shortly after you both joined the Scouts. You were always seen together – during training, meals, and every other time of the day. They noticed that, unlike with others, Levi was always patient with you. He'd spar with you, even though he was much better at it than you were (you were still remarkably good, it was just that no one was as good as Levi), and he'd show you a move again and again and again just so you could learn it, never raising his voice at you and always answering your questions. And he didn't express even the tiniest hint of annoyance during those moments – only a softness in his eyes they would've described as adoration, if that word wasn't so strange when associated with Levi.

The Levi Squad also quickly learned that you were his. At first, they'd thought that the rumours about Levi being an aloof asshole were wrong. How could he be, with the way he acted around you – talking more than they'd ever heard him talk before, smiling like it was natural to him, letting you hold his hand, hug him, and kiss his cheek as if the two of you were a happily married couple. However, it didn't take long for them to realise that he was every bit as grumpy as rumours had claimed him to be – not quite an asshole, but still blunt and private. That is, to everyone but you.

The revelation had spurred Petra to casually ask how long you and Levi had been together. To their surprise, Levi had fallen very silent, while you spluttered and waved your hands frantically in front of yourself. "No no, I promise it's not like that! We've just known each other since we were kids!"

Petra was sceptical, Oluo confused, and Eld and Gunther exchanged looks. Later, they asked Hange about it, but they'd just pinched the bridge of their nose, mumbling something along the lines of, "If that idiot doesn't tell them soon, I'm going to ask them out myself. That should get him going."

But after that day, you notice that Levi suddenly starts acting strange around you for some reason. He'll get very still every time you hug him or get too close, something he's never done before. When you ask him about it, he doesn't say anything at first, so you ask if you did something wrong.

That seems to catch his attention, and he immediately pulls you close. "Don't be an idiot. It's not you, it's me."

You laugh a little at that. "You know, it sounds like you're breaking up with me when you put it like that." You say it as a joke of course, but it seems like Levi is taking your statement very serious.

"To break up, you have to be together first, you know."

"Right. But you never really saw me like that," you muse, looking away and trying to sound like you don't care when, really, your heart hurts just thinking about it

Again, Levi doesn't say anything, so you look at him again – only to find him staring at you as if you've suddenly grown an extra head.

"Huh? Was it something I said?"

He groans loudly. "You really are an idiot." Then, he flicks your forehead. "I always liked you, dumbass. It used to drive me mad – no, scratch that, it does drive me mad. You drive me mad, but in the best fucking way."

Your eyes light up. "Really?"

"Don't make me say it again."

"Does that mean I can kiss you?"

Levi blinks in surprise, his lips parting. Then, he quickly snaps his mouth shut, only for it to spread into a smirk a split second later. "I'd be pretty fucking stupid to say no to that, wouldn't I?"

You agree wholeheartedly, right before leaning in to kiss Levi. Right on the mouth.

this little drabble was inspired by this post

more of my Levi works

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[stantengenandhisflashywives]

Once I learn how to write fanfics everyone will be SICK of me.

[hangenism]

you're levi’s greatest weakness cw: angst ⸝⸝ fluff

levi would never admit it. he wasn’t even sure that he had fully accepted it himself. it didn’t go unnoticed the way he always lingered behind to make sure you were okay when you were injured, insisting on helping you walk. the way he’d silently pass you your water when you were seconds away from passing out during training. the way he’d get pissed off if you’d overworked yourself as if you had personally offended him…the list goes on. after a while, hange and erwin decided to tease confront him about it over lunch.

“ah, levi in love.” hange grinned at him, tilting her head.

“i never thought i’d see the day,” erwin chimed in.

levi clenched his jaw slightly and glared at the two of them.

“what are the two of you on about now?”

they exchanged a knowing look, which pissed off levi even more.

“we’ve been noticing something over the course of several months. you could say we’ve witnessed love blossom within the scout regiment.” hange wiggled her eyebrows at him.

“tch.” levi’s glower didn’t falter.

“you know,” erwin tapped his face with a napkin, “you could, i don’t know… tell her how you feel? you know more than anyone that in this line of work, you never know when your day will come.” he tossed the napkin on the table and shrugged. “but what do i know, hmm?”

hange giggled uncontrollably and the two men stared at her.

“hange, i’d expect.” hange frowned at this, but nodded in agreement. “but you too erwin? don’t be ridiculous. i’d expect more from you.” levi shook his head in disapproval.

erwin watched him carefully before smirking at him.

“better finish up your lunch or you’ll be late to her infirmary visit.” he gestured to the bowl of soup in front of him.

hange snicked before clasping her hand over her mouth. she shot levi an apologetic look before snorting once more.

levi huffed, pretending to not care, to not pay their aimless accusations any mind. but deep down, he knew there was some truth to what they were saying. so he quickly finished his lunch and excused himself from the table.

he got to the clinic in record time, with five minutes left to spare. he sat in the little waiting area, tapping his foot anxiously.

where were you? he wondered to himself. he’d always admired how punctual you were. it was very unlike you to not be early to an appointment, especially one as important as this one. don’t ask how levi knew but this appointment was a dealbreaker for whether you would be cleared to return to some of your duties. he knew how anxious you’d been about it, the worry had been plaguing your mind all week. you wouldn’t miss this for the world.

he heard footsteps approaching and he looked up to see you stumbling into the room. he shot up from his seat and grabbed your arm, guiding you to the nearest chair.

slumping down in the chair, you murmured a small thank you before fluttering your eyes shut.

forgive levi’s bluntness, but you looked like hell. your tired eyes had barely given him a once over. your hair was unbrushed and wild, and your eye bags were prominent. this disheveled state of yours was a stark contrast from the way you usually presented yourself: eyes bright and full of life, hair and clothing neat, along with all the strength and will in the world.

but what did levi know?

you squeezed his arm lightly before nuzzling your head in the crook of his neck. levi’s whole body tensed up, startled at the sudden movement. he wasn’t used to affection, let alone physical affection, so this alone set him off balance. he shifted uncomfortably under you for a little, before finally accepting it.

you were severely injured and tired. levi had been with you every step of the healing process so he knew the heavy burden you’d been carrying. what kind of person would be to not help you out in your great time of need?

he inched closer and held his breath while you shifted in your sleep. it took everything in him to not snuggle in closer to you and take a nap with you right there and then.

because despite himself, he was still in denial. certain that he wasn't deserving of love of any sort, especially on the receiving end.

so he sat there, shoulder numb, glad that you were knocked out cold. if you weren’t, he wasn’t exactly sure if he could unscramble his thoughts and confront what hange and erwin had said head on… and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to.

because part of him knew they were right. you were his weakness. he just wasn’t ready to fully accept it yet. it would make these fleeting moments of bliss turn into something more real, more scary. he’d already lost so many people in his life already—his mother, kenny, his first squad—just to name a few. he viewed these as small bumps on the road. these things would temporarily paralyze him, before he’d hit the ground running again.

but you.

he snuck a glance at your peaceful state, snoozing away on his shoulder without a care in the world. his heart panged at the thought of anything happening to you. to him, it wouldn’t be something minor, it would be a dead end. without even realizing it, you had become the center of his whole universe. being in your orbit is the only place levi felt grounded and secure. you always pulled him back right where he was meant to be.

[girlboybug]

What're You Thinkin' About ‹𝟑.ᐟ

innocent things the aot men do that turn you on.

CONTENT WARNINGS : SMUTTY, mentions of your sex life with the boys, perv! coded reader, manhandling, dirty talk, teasing, fingering, oral f!receiving, blowjobs, mentions of knee humping, mention of overstimulation, size kink, and mentions of mirror sex

TRIGGER WARNINGS : none i can think of

includes : eren, armin, jean, reiner, connie, levi, and erwin

word count : 2k

what's playing 🎧 : all wound up by she wants revenge

a/n : can yall tell i really like making these ;P hope u enjoy and that u guys arent getting bored of them teehee

eren (• ༚ •)↝

eren overall is objectively a very handsome man 

so naturally there’s already an air of an alluring hypnosis to nearly everything he does

but there’s this particular thing he does that for whatever reason, really does you in

with almost every situation you both are in, he always manages to make some sort of physical contact with you

its embedded in his psyche and human nature to always try and touch you, be close to you, simply share the same air as you 

an example that drives you crazy is when you’re in the kitchen and he needs something from the cabinet above your head, he doesn’t even ask you to move, he just cages you in with his broad chest and toned arms, reaching up to grab whatever silly mug or dish you bought for him 

when he’s walking past you or needs to get by he grazes your arm, sometimes squeezing it fleetingly but affectionately

or he’ll caress the small of your back when he comes through, completely unnecessary but you don’t question it, you love receiving all of his touches

when he sits beside you he always traps you in, with his big muscular thighs pressed flush against you – this made you really nervous before you guys’ started dating (sometimes still does)

when you’re out and about with friends or in general he’s always got his arm loosely around your waist, silently tightening his grip whenever anything might seem amiss or if he starts to get frustrated with someone hogging your attention for too long

and when you’re in the brunt of a thick crowd, he’ll hold your hand tight, his grip unshakeable while he guides you through

he’ll always look back behind him to make sure you’re still there, safe and with him

he also will only let you walk on the inside of the sidewalk, away from the cars

will grab your arms or waist and tug you back next to him and away from traffic without saying a word

its the casual dominance and protectiveness that he exudes that just riles you all up

in doing this he slightly manhandles you, and you pretend to get annoyed by it but really all it does is make you want to get bent over the nearest surface 

when you’re accidentally standing in the way he doesn’t tell you, he just grabs your hips and moves you for you, not even batting an eye as he does so 

you love the surprise of it all every time

it renders you to stand idly by for a moment, the flashbacks of all the times he’s gripped your waist or hips and pinned you the mattress while he pounds your cunt and grunts in your ear to “stop fucking moving” play in your head like a movie scene

“know you can take my dick, c’mon baby be good,” he’d growl in your ear, flipping you on your stomach and hiking your knee up, sliding his cock into you and pushing down on your hips to stop your squirming before it can begin

these memories makes a slight shiver go down your spine every time before you resume whatever it is you were preoccupied with 

my man my man my mannnnn fr 

armin ૮₍'˶• . •⑅₎ა

ugh my pretty boy 

this ones kinda nerdy but so is armin 

he’s actually really good at card tricks 

you have zero idea on how he does any of them, genuinely convinced he really is magic

he has an amazing slight of hand, its truly impressive

the skill sounds incredibly dorky, you both are aware, but seeing him do it always makes you wanna jump his bones

you figure it's because it's a pretty cool skill to have been able to develop which in turn reminds you of his astounding intelligence, which that in itself already turns you on as it is

but it’s also the small smug smile in his lips as he watches you fawn over him, how he’s so confident in his abilities and knows exactly what he’s doing while you sit in awe

and his fingers, Oh My God. 

he has the prettiest hands you think you’ve ever seen

long, slender but slightly thicker than yours so when he fingers you, they stretch you out more than you could yourself 

your mind always slips to the obscene when he shows you a new trick he learned, watching the way his fingers shuffle and play with the cards… gulp 

something else that he does that drives you up the wall is how beautiful he is when he’s reading

he’s so focused, and you can see him getting lost in the story and fully immersing himself into it, the way his face is so serious with a slight furrow in his brows…mmggg

he’s so fucking handsome when he’s leaning against the loveseat in the living room, leg folded and balancing his book on his knee (that you’ll be grinding your clit on later) 

and those goddamn fingers of his

he always has his fingers between the pages, prepared to turn them as soon as he’s done, and the way his fingers lay lightly curled within the pages reminds you of the way he drags his long digits up and down your folds, collecting your wetness to smear over your clit 

staring at his pretty hands reminds you of the way he’ll rise back up from between your legs, mouth slick along with his fingers, how he’ll bring his digits to your lips and make you suck them clean for him, watching with a deviant stare, his chest rising and falling heavily from how horny the sight makes him

all of this just from him reading btw 

he can never finish a damn book when you’re around

(he doesn’t mind) 

jean ↻(𓄼 .̀ ̮.́)Ψ

honestly what about jean doesn’t turn you on

this man is so fucking fine it pisses me off 

but there’s this specific thing he does that makes you stutter a little, makes you lose your balance within your wording, rendering you momentarily dumb 

he’ll do this thing where he’ll flick his eyebrows up, a quick twitch in the muscles of his brows paired with a faint curl in the corner of his lips, something akin to a smirk 

it’s just so cocky and so sexy 

he’ll do it when he’s making a suggestive joke or talking about something stupid, you don’t even know half the time since you kinda lose the ability to focus on the topic at hand for about 5 seconds whenever he does that 

or when you’re explaining something and he wants to show that he is actively listening to you and following along, he’ll add a little “yeah?” as you’re speaking, trying to show his active engagement 

he truly doesn’t mean for it to be flirty but when you’re that hot everything comes off as flirty 

it always brings about a gust of heat that fans over your cheeks when you catch it, taking a moment to recalibrate your brain and continue on with what you were saying 

to be fair to yourself, while he does say that when he’s listening to you, he also uses it in bed, it’s only expected that the line between each connotation would blur! 

you’ll just be rambling about work or classes and about whoever is annoying you and he’ll be nodding, hanging off of each word like a good boyfriend, his hand supporting his head while the other holds your hip, murmuring a soft, “yeah?” urging you to continue on 

and ughhh it makes your mind flash with images of him hovering above you, fucking your cunt with his fingers, not quite kissing you as his nose grazes yours, laughing breathily when you try leaning up to catch his lips with yours

you whimper with need and he tilts his head, brushing his lips to yours, not giving in to what you want just yet

“yeah?” he draws out, low and teasing, frustrating you further 

or when he’s fucking you on his stupidly big cock, watching you struggle to speak when he asks you questions he knows you can’t answer 

“yeah baby?” 

“what’s that, gotta use your words to get what you want angel” 

damn him. 

reiner 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯

mmm reiner… 

he’s so built, nice and bulky and fit 

he’s muscly without being rock hard

like you can tell he actively attends the gym but will never turn down your baked goods or cooking 

you love the way that man fucking eats 

you love telling him to slow down, that there’s more where it came from, and watching him laugh bashfully and sit up, stretching in his seat and watching the way his shirt rises, exposing his toned but soft tummy and happy trail 

he’ll swipe the food off the corner of his lips and keep eating, moaning with each bite like he’s fucking you 

you hate how this sounds but he just looks so… manly when he eats 

he isn’t sloppy per say, but damn it's just such a primal sight it makes you envious of the food he sinks his teeth into 

the way he eats when he’s hungry is just short of ravishing his plate, and it always makes you squeeze your thighs, poking at your own food with your fork, pushing it around mindlessly while he inhales everything before him 

it reminds you of the way he kisses you when he hasn’t seen you or gotten to spend much time with you in awhile, how he holds the back of your head greedily to keep you still while his mouth latches onto yours 

and of course, reminds you of when he devours your cunt

he loves your pussy more than any food or dessert known to man

between your legs is where he could feast for the rest of his life if he didn’t require food and water 

he sucks on your clit until you sob, lapping you up and flicking through your folds as if your cunt really does provide sustenance 

he moans into your pussy, gripping open your thighs like he’s angry and desperate, his facial hair tickling your inner thighs 

and he doesn’t stop until you’re literally squirming away from his mouth and sobbing for a break 

that boy can #eat 

connie ᡣ𐭩˙ᵕ˙ᰔᩚ

 connie is a pretty laidback, funny guy 

you love his humor and you love his friendship with sasha, you love that he can have a female friendship and not objectify her or sexualize her

it's one of the things you love about him

they’re so stupid together, their humor could easily match one of a child’s but it makes you laugh along with them nonetheless

so of course you love connie’s humor, who doesn’t wanna fuck a funny man?

but something else you really like is when connie gets serious 

it doesn’t happen often but when it does…Hello… 

you like his duality, and his ability to do both, some men don’t know when to get serious and when to let up 

but connie does 

and its so hot every time 

you love the way he sheds his silly demeanor and grows stern, his biceps bulging slightly when he crosses his arms and tries to focus 

mmmhhh

especially when he’s frustrated…

you love the tone he takes, love how he can go from playing around to shutting someone the fuck up if prompted

so similarly to armin, his focus is really attractive

it reminds you of that little moment during sex, when he pushes in for the first time, shuddering a low breath and swallowing hard, watching his cock breach past your entrance and stretch you out 

he loves to watch his cock disappear into you

nothing could shake his focus off of that 

he loves how you suck in a sharp breath when he thrusts in, observing with a laser focus on how he's gotta lightly fuck into you and stretch you out before he can fully start thrusting

your poor little hole can barely take him :(

the contrast of you two going from playful banter to hot moans and steady eye contact while he’s fucking you is so stark it gives you an aroused whiplash

so when he gets serious out in social settings after having just been fucking around with sasha and/or jean you get all flushed, thinking about how intensely serious he gets and how concentrated he becomes when he fucks you

you love your silly goofy man but you love when he locks in

levi ¬_¬

god levi is so fucking hot i need him to curse me out 

like jean, everything levi does makes you horny

who could blame you?

well, levi does, when he catches that specific look in your eye

he’s very perceptive after all

but he doesn’t mean anything by it, he’s only teasing 

it’d be hard to tell from an outside perspective because he’s always got this semi annoyed tone in his voice 

but you know he thinks it's sexy and pathetic that he can make you so horny so easily 

 the way he carries himself, the way he speaks and holds himself in conversation – everything is just so attractive 

but its his precision that you love 

you love that with everything he does, it's done right the first time 

he’s so responsible, so good at everything he does 

he’s so meticulous and careful and approaches things logically and correctly 

he’s just so perfect 

he doesn’t understand why you love to just watch him work but he doesn’t mind, he likes having you curl into his side while he works on his laptop or that you gaze at him lovingly while he drives – specifically when he pulls out of a parking spot 

yk.. resting his elbow over the shoulder of your passenger seat and cranes his head back to make sure he’s pulling out properly

he doesn’t mind that you don’t bother to move, that you stay put and let your faces nearly brush against each other when he does it 

he’ll glance over at you, eyeing you up and down before shaking his head slightly, a low humorous exhale leaving his lips 

“silly brat.” 

meowwwwww… 

one of the reasons why his precision turns you on is because within his everyday actions no matter how mundane, this habit of his tracks into your shared bedroom life 

he’s precise and deliberate about how he touches you, about how he goes about making you feel good

he took his time in the beginning stages getting to know what you like, how you like it, how long you like it for and so on and so forth 

he was and is deadset on being the only person who truly knows how to make you tick

he doesn’t want there to be a single person who can make you feel a percentage of what he makes you feel 

he knows how to angle his hips just right so that his cock relentlessly fucks into your sensitive spot inside of you

he knows when to shift you around and when to pin you down before you start jerking away so he can make you really feel him 

he knows when you need him to start rubbing your clit and how you like it done

he knows you like it when he makes you take it, that you like it when forces another orgasm from you despite your sobs and pleading words of “no more!” 

he knows your limits and what you need better than you do 

after all, he is thorough and exact with everything he does

in short - he knows how to handle his woman.

erwin ʕっ• ᴥ • ʔっ

oh commander…

funnily enough the thing about him that turns you on is the exact opposite of connie 

he’s a very serious man with a very serious duty 

he finds refuge in you, his one escape from his chaotic world where nothing seems to go right 

whereas with you, everything flows so well, so relaxing and safe

and because of this, he gets to thaw out of his usual cold austerity and instead melt into something more lax with you 

you like when he lets his hair down with you, it makes you feel like you’ve succeeded in being his safe space 

you like the way he looks at you when you speak, when he’s in a calm state of mind its like the weight of the world dissipates off his shoulders and he can give you his full attention 

you feel his eyes soaking in your face, you can feel his palpable admiration while he scans over you, taking the moment to appreciate you and how beautiful you are 

he always fucks you the best when he’s in a tranquil state of mind 

nothing matters except for you, your pleasure included ;P

he has more mental capacity to really feel you, and touch you properly like you deserve 

so when you notice him start to let loose a little, your body will react before your mind can, associating his fun side with getting fucked wildly 

he’ll have you bent over your vanity, huge cock rammed in you while he holds your throat, craning your vision to be directed before you, forcing you to watch yourself get plowed 

he mounts you with utter dedication, no obligations or stress or worries holding him back

he laughs softly when you fall limp from your plethora of orgasms, while he remains hard without having cum yet, knowing you’ll let him fuck you full of his cum when he’s ready to 

he’s more adventurous and open to new positions with you too when he gets like this

once he had you dangle your head off the edge of the bed and used the new leverage to fuck your throat with ease and eat your pussy at the same time

you still remember the way he squeezed bruises into your thighs while he dragged his tongue over your soaked folds and clit

despite this, he hasn’t picked up on the pattern yet of relaxed erwin = mind blowing sex 

so he’s always a little confused when you start to get all jittery and shy when he loosens up, wondering why you’re behaving like a nervous schoolgirl who's spending one on one time with her crush for the first time

its endearing wonderment, he doesn’t mind it at all, he thinks its sweet, he just has no idea that internally you’re just waiting for him ram his cock in you and fuck you without a care in the world

[ackermanrage]

ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʏᴀᴘᴘᴇʀ ɢɪʀʟꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ

You’re sitting on the couch, legs tucked under you, animatedly telling him about your entire day. From the weird cashier at the store to the drama you overheard on the bus. Your hands move just as much as your mouth, gestures big and expressive.

Levi sits beside you, one arm draped lazily over the back of the couch, sipping his tea in silence. Every so often, he gives a small “hm” or nods, his eyes fixed on you like you’re the only thing worth looking at in the room.

You pause mid-story. “You’re not bored?”

He arches an eyebrow. “If I was bored, I’d walk away.”

You blink. “…Oh.”

He sets his tea down, leans in just enough that his knee brushes yours. “Go on. I wanna hear the rest.”

And that’s how you end up rambling for another hour, while Levi listens with the quiet patience of someone who (no matter how much he pretends otherwise) likes every single word that comes out of your mouth.

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[4ckrmn]

bickering like a married couple

the corridor smelled of soap and steel. levi was polishing his blades again, cloth moving in those infuriatingly perfect circles.

“you’re going to wear them down to nothing,” you snapped, leaning against the doorframe. “we ride at dawn. sleep, levi.”

he didn’t look up. “if you spent less time nagging and more time cleaning properly, maybe i wouldn’t have to redo everything.”

“redo? i scrubbed this floor twice. you’re just being an obsessive prick.”

“tch. bold words from someone who still leaves corners dusty.” be finally glanced at you, grey eyes sharp. “most people know better than to talk to me like that.”

you stepped closer, crossing your arms. “good thing i’m not most people. someone has to tell you when you’re being an idiot about rest and training and everything.”

levi set the blade down with a soft clink. he stood, shorter than you but somehow towering anyway. his hand caught your wrist before you could poke his chest. “you talk too much.”

“and you listen too little.” your voice dropped, the familiar heat crackling between you. “but you only let me talk to you like this.”

a faint smirk tugged at his lips. down the hall, someone whispered, “they’re bickering like an old married couple again.”

levi didn’t deny it. he just pulled you a fraction closer, thumb brushing your pulse. “get some sleep. that’s an order.”

you smiled, refusing to move. “only if you do too, captain.”

he clicked his tongue, but didn’t let go.

everyone heard the arguments.

only you two knew how much he needed them… and how you were the only one he let stay.

— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —

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[lovelyem1121]

“he’s canonically considered ugly in the show”

this man ??

this scrumptious man ??