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I drew Greg. He’s actually a pretty plausible demon if you compare him to the interpretations of demons in medieval drawings and- OH FUCK I FORGOT HIS TOPHAT

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unwelcome-ozian:

On a related note, this is why antidepressants come with warnings for suicidal behavior.

Coming out of that low energy low emotion state, feeling things more strongly than you have in a while, having motivation in the first time in ages… plus other people expecting you to somehow be instantly better or lecturing you about dependance on prescription medications.

Getting better is tough, it’s painful, I’ve been there and it gets better.

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Levi Masturbation Headcanons

Minors/Ageless Blogs DNI!

CW: Male Masturbation, Anal Play, GN! Reader




Levi always feels bad when he jerks off to the thought of you, but very quickly, the sultry rush of it all overthrows his guilt.

He’d wrap his hand around his cock and stuff the fingers of the other hand into his mouth to muffle his whines. He tries to, at least. He doesn’t do a very good job; you could probably hear him halfway down the hall.

His hand soothes his aching dick, rubbing up and down the shaft, rubbing over the tip every few times.

When his thumb touches his head, he lets out a sharp whine, his dirty thoughts of you overtaken by pleasure for just a second- before the thoughts of your thighs- your body- come back.

He takes his dripping fingers out of his mouth and puts them to his asshole, the tight hole quivering under the unfamiliar touch.

He puts his middle finger in, slowing the rubbing of his cock to feel the sensation of his ass inside and outside of his body.

He quickly finds his prostate after he reaches a second finger in, sending a shiver up his spine and a loud moan out of his mouth.

The combined ministrations and thoughts of you were getting him off so well… it was all he could take to not cum right then and there.

In his head, he saw a picture of you, your privates just barely covered by an anime-themed set of lingerie.

The thought spurred him on, and he quickened his pace, orgasm in sight.

Oh, Mc, his sweet, sweet senpai… How he’d love for you to take him in his tub.

How badly he wants to pound his cock into you, or for you to rub it slowly but surely at a pace that makes him whine out of impatience… Oh! Or for you to grind your perfect ass down on his dick, and push his face into your chest, and oh, oh, oohhhh…

Levi cums with a splash, sending his load spraying all over his chest, his dick, and eventually dripping onto the bathtub he was lying in.

He’s not done! He barely started! It’s not fair… he can go again!

And again,

And again.

He cums over and over, moans spilling past his lips, dry cum staining his legs and the floor of the tub.

He came so much he was in a state of sleepy, fucked-out bliss, the thoughts of you slowly dissipating from his head as he fell asleep.




Verbalizations:

“Ooohhhhh, fuuuck… Mc… Your hands- ngh! Ah! They- mmmhh, feel sooo goooood… Please, senpai… Let me- oh! Cum! Let me cum, pleeaasse!!”

“Hmnnnh… I- please, Mc! Why’d you gotta be so- Ah! Brutal with me? I know I’m a- unh- a slut, but you gotta… you have to! You gotta, you gotta, you gotta!!”

“Ah! Ah! Ah! My- my ass… you make me so full, senpai- Mrrph~!”

“Once more! I can cum once more! Oh! Ooohhhhh… It’s- it's… too much…”

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