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[ackerbootytobbi]

I finished a book I didnt realize was gonna be a 2 book series and now I'm stuck on a cliff hanger 🫩 So here is this to quell the aching brain that I now have because the second book hasn't been written yet 😭 MDNI

"Steady your pace, brat-" Levi's lithe fingers tighten on your hips as he's choking back a whimper.

You're both on his couch, the evening sun glistening through the windows of his small apartment. The intensity of his rut has died down over the last couple of days, reduced to a steamy haze. Any lack of intensity didn't stop his need to fuck you though. You have him laid up against the back of the couch, his head leaned back-- showcasing all of the pretty marks you've left.

You feel his cock twitch, his knot start to swell but his fingers keep you in place-- and the pace is agonizingly slow. You lean in, teeth gnawing at the scent gland just underneath his jaw-- fingers grazing over his hardened nipples.

"Fuck-" There's a sharp inhale from both of you-- a feeling that's all too consuming, and his knot is filling you full. By now you're sore, but you could hardly care when his fingers are leaving your hips and splaying over your back pulling you closer. His nose is buried into your neck, fingers trailing up your back to the base of your scruff and squeezing tight.

He holds you like this until his knot is releasing, pulling his face from the comfort of your warmth. Levi's nose is grazing yours. And he doesnt need to say anything-- you can already feel it. You're pulling him in for a kiss and before long you feel that familiar haze guiding you both back in again.

[ackerbootytobbi]

It's been two seconds, but i tried my hand at post-war levi 👀 im still working on allllll the other things. Just slow going because of work and other life hindering things right now. 🖤

Warm sunlight cascades from the windows, a soft breeze blowing the pristine white curtains. Your palm rests against his jaw as he sleeps, giving you time to appreciate his peaceful state. Gently, your thumb starts to trail the scar on his lip— your eyes trained on your movements as you trail the scar of his lip; Up and up-

"What are you doing?" His voice is groggy and riddled with sleep.

"Nothing.." Your thumb continues, trailing the scar from his lip— up and up. Your thumb is gently tracing at the scar over his eye now and that eye closes. You are doing nothing. Nothing in particular other than just appreciating him. You've learned quickly to appreciate the simpler moments that you now receive. You've learned to not take them for granted either.

His touch is soft when he grabs your wrist— the same one holding the fingers that trail his pretty face, the scars. And when you look him in the eye— now that he's fully awake— you feal regret. He looks shocked, or scared? You didn't know. "I'm sorry.." Your voice is soft— nearly blending in with the breeze from the window itself you'd bet. It's only been a few months since The Rumbling. You know it was hard, you'd never doubt that. You tired to be as gentle as you could be.

"It's fine." He says before turning away from you in the bed.

Maybe what little you could understand would never be enough..

[ackerbootytobbi]

His lips have no business looking like that-

LET ME BITE-

PLEASE-

[ackerbootytobbi]

For the first time ever for me... a Canon!Levi blip

👁👄👁

You can't help but stare.. he's in that grey shirt— chest tight and arm muscles looking extra delicious. He catches you staring—of course he does—and you're turning away quickly. It suddenly feels warmer than it did moments ago, it's even hotter when that cursed grey shirt is falling from his body.

You distract yourself, thinking of today's mission. It went as smoothly as it could you guessed.. Eren and Historia ended up captured by the enemy in the end and there was little you could do about it right now. Plenty of teammates dying on both sides today.

Eyes drifting back to Levi and Sasha, she's finished stitching up the gash on his shoulder. Much to your dismay, that cursed grey shirt is slid back over his lean frame before everyone gathered to discuss further plans. Plans were made, thanks were given, and soon everyone was asleep. For you though— oh that was a different story.

Levi has taken you aside somewhere as far away as possible inside the shed you all hide; hand over your mouth as he's pounding into your pussy. The lewd sounds of your slick coating his cock that drills into you, his thighs slapping against your ass— you're grateful he found somewhere further from the group or you're sure someone would hear the both of you. The quiet praises that fall from his lips near your ear has you clenching around his cock— his hand over your mouth is very little help anymore.

It was a close call today for all of you that were left. He was quick to show you how dulcet this felt, knowing that you both were still around.

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[ackerbootytobbi]

Levi blip 🙂‍↔️

When Levi comes home and sees you cleaning. He was spending a day with erwin - that's as much as you knew anyway. He greets you with a kiss, his eyes are soft but he seems just the slightest bit nervous and you couldn't even guess why that might be.

He helps you with the cleaning. Sure, he has a particular standard of cleanliness. You always seem to be able to meet him more than halfway; you just have never been able to stand cleaning the bathroom. It's the bane of your existence, cleaning the bathroom.

Not because of all the germs or even the smells.

Cleaning the bathroom hurt your back, legs, and arms in ways you would never understand. Whenever you cleaned the shower, it never felt clean enough. So... generally, you scrubbed until your arms felt like they would fall off.

That's where you were lucky, Levi didn't mind, and he always did the bulk of the bathroom for you - and god, were you grateful. He geared up with his little gloves and other cleaning supplies and set to work.

Watching him for a short while, you forgot almost about how nervous he seemed when he came home.

Dividers: @saradika-graphics

[ackerbootytobbi]

Levi in a hoodie levi in a hoodie levi in a-

IM GONNA DIE-

[ackerbootytobbi]

Hi 👋🏻 its 2AM and we are getting a second blip 👀 unheard of from me.

When Levi gets home from work and he's exhausted.

You figured he might be, he's home later than usual and he didn't even let you know when he was on the way home, which was almost unheard of— it had you worried. He almost always calls you when he's heading home from work.

You had dinner prepared, which he ate. Tea was prepared, which he drank. He just really wanted a long, hot shower— you prepared that for him, too. You would do anything for him.

When he was finished with his shower he sought you out, though you thought tonight he would go straight to bed. You were nestled in the corner of the couch reading a book when he found you. He lays down, head in your lap as he's pulling his blanket over himself.

Your fingers immediately delve into his hair, tugging and twirling as you read— that seemed to be enough to have him sleeping.

But you learned from last time, so just in case, your finger nails are scratching at his damp scalp— you're sure he is asleep when his breathing evens out.

Dividers: @saradika-graphics

[ackerbootytobbi]

A new blip! This time though its CollegeAU!Levi 🙂‍↔️

When the two of you tried out dating it was so new, unfamiliar. You had met him in your freshman year of college— Levi Ackerman. And just like everyone else on campus, he had swept up most of your thought box. He was a college junior and newfound TA for English Lit.

So when you finally mustered up the courage to say hello and eventually got around to asking him out— you were surprised when he agreed. What wasn't surprising was how against it he seemed to be when it came to PDA of any kind. Just from talking with him, you could guess he was maybe the 'more reserved' type. No hand holding, no surprise cheek kisses, and no embraces. It's been about 6 months now, and you're sure no one has even a clue that the two of you have been in a relationship.

It's not that you minded, necessarily. It was nice to have something that was just for the two of you. No prying eyes or awkward questions about your sex life— which was doing just fine thank you. It was nice for a little while. You can't help but wonder how nice it would be to be known, though. You're his and he's yours. The idea of bringing this up made you nervous and awkward and anytime you tried, you would freeze before moving on to talk about something else entirely.

By month 7, you think something has changed. Not a bad change, but for him it seemed like it was out of nowhere. You both were walking down the hall together on your way to his car when you feel a tug on your pants.

His pointer finger had wrapped around the belt loop of your jeans and pulled you closer, before his hand found itself on the small of your back. When you turn to look at him, you see he's already looking over at you— along with all the passerby's in the hall.

But you don't notice them when you're turning your attention back in front of you, leaning into Levi just a little bit closer.