#levanna

Finished icons for my entire dnd party! (+ our DM's fave npc!)

As TV Tropes: Pre-confession: Twice Shy; Post-confession: Insatiable Newlyweds (The brothers aren’t sure which is more irritating.)

Alanna knew she loved Levi when after an anime marathon with him he ranted an analysis and retelling of the entire show for two and half hours, and at the end of it she wished he’d never stopped. She could listen to him passionately explain anything for forever, and she still would feel like it wasn’t enough time with him.

Levi realized he loved Alanna the day she bought them matching TSL bracelets: for Henry and for the Lord of Shadows. “Friendship bracelets,” she’d called them. And he wished for the first time she wasn’t his friend. He wanted something more.

Alanna tried to replicate a few dishes from one of Ruri-chan’s latest movie releases. It was hideous, it tasted pretty awful, and Levi ate the entire thing with a smile.

Levi has difficulty expressing his feelings through physical touch—it’s not that he doesn’t want to, as much as he doesn’t feel confident he’s doing it right. It’s easier if she just initiates—and lucky for him, she never minds taking the lead. Over time he learns just what she likes, when she likes it, and how she likes it, and it becomes easier for him to simply slip his hand into hers without need for asking or excuses.

Alanna paints Levi’s nails for him. Before painting each finger, she presses a kiss to the finger tip and then proceeds to paint them. At first it was just a way to tease him. But over time, it’s kind of a tradition. When the hands need to dry, she crawls into his lap, takes up his phone, and plays his games for him. He watches like a hawk over her shoulder to be sure nothing is missed. Games wait for no manicure.

Levi will submit script suggestions to Whisper Kiss as his way of asking Alanna for very specific requests in the bedroom. She generally answers him by sending him a text with a suggestive picture of her preparing for his request: be it lingerie, an outfit, toys, or just a nudie. If he’s lucky, he simply gets a knock at his door within minutes.

Alanna and Levi did record audio of them having sex together with Alanna’s Whisper Kiss equipment. Professionally made and kept for their own personal enjoyment, it has never been and will never be released. Mammon and Asmo have attempted to steal it on multiple occasions, but Levi keeps it so well guarded, Lucifer has had to step in to save Asmo and Mammon from curses to being fed to Lotan, and everything in between.

Channary: You mean stalking him.

Bonus

I’m sorry I haven’t been posting enough art related things lately there’s been so much happening I don’t have much time to draw^^

But since I’ve just finished the lunar chronicles (I know, I’m late) here’s a quick Levanna!

B/c I’m editing an amazing levanna fic right now, I’m doing this request a bit out of order. Y’all need to stop making me ship things. Shoutout to @tbehartoo as I jack her AU premise, which I’ve fallen in love with.

“This summer was exhausting,” Lisanna sighed contently, flip flops kicked off at the edge of the checkered pinic blanket and oversized yellow sunhat lopsided so it shaded them both as she leaned on Levy’s shoulder.

Levy blinked a bit owlishly, taken out of the pages before her, before her warm golden-brown eyes crinkled at the edges and her pink-glossed lips curled with a bit of a laugh.

“I did tell you I was going to show you all that Magnolia has to offer,” Levy joked back, turning her head to look. 

Noses brushing, Lisanna froze, guileless blue eyes going wide. Didn’t they just laugh about that stupid cliche of having one’s breath stolen because Miss Love Interest was soooooo beautiful? Lisanna wasn’t giggling now, she was panicking. And to make matters worse, she could see Levy’s lips moving, probably asking why Lisanna was being such a freak, but all the young woman could hear was her own heartbeat slamming in her ears and all she could focus on was those tempting lips.

Swallowing her nerves, she licked her own lips, glad she’d been sucking a peppermint as an after lunch refresh -- no one wanted to taste like dill sandwich pickles after all -- and leaned in closer to whisper hoarsely, “You forgot something.”

“Wh-what? No I didn’t! We hit all the hot spots and...” Levy’s voice trailed off as Lisanna scooted closer, grabbing her book and pulling it in front of their faces. Not quite clued in yet to Lisanna’s intentions, she kept babbling even as her chin tipped up and her breath quickened, “...I made a plan and...”

The first brush was chaste, barely there, hidden behind a shield of paper and ink. The words stopped then, the book nearly toppling from nerveless fingers, lips and fingers busy with more important things.

It lasted seconds, it lasted hours, it lasted infinite, Lisanna didn’t know. Her first kiss, their first kiss, was it Levy’s first kiss? Soft, warm, spunky... it was just... Levy. The world was Levy and the lack of space between them and the taste of her gloss on Lisanna’s tongue.

“If your plan was to make me fall in love with you, it worked,” Lisanna grinned, lips burning, and ruffled her short hair with a mixture of elation and embarrassment as she pulled back to get a good luck at her handiwork. 

Cinder: “Ride”

“I’d die for you, that’s easy to say.”

Kai: “Stressed Out”

“I was told when I got older all my fears would shrink, but now I’m insecure, and I care what people think.”

Scarlet: “The Judge”

“I’m a pro at imperfections, and I’m best friends with my doubt.”