#worldhell

—◆ kenny ackerman (worldhell) | a stray. abandoned on the street. eternally and senselessly waiting for him to return.

@worldhell asked:

L,E,V, and I, for you know c: levi

cw: mentions of childhood trauma, child sexual harassment

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The bed. He's the vanilla type, he's not going to be the one to experiment in different places, unless his partner wants, and you definitely won't see him try anything extreme. In the bed it's comfortable (and clean), he doesn't have to worry about his partner's comfort, and the pace is slower and more relaxed.

Where things get really heated though, is against the wall/table cause the height difference irritates him . . .

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Levi's a virgin. Levi's mother, Kuchel, was a prostitute who got pregnant by one of her clients and gave birth to Levi. Before she died, Levi was raised in the brothel she worked at. Being an observant child in a never-changing environment without much information to process, he understood from a very young age how he was born, how his mother earned money, and what sex is. Kuchel, in her efforts to make her child understand what she had been doing wasn't normal, and fearing he might follow her steps, she tried in many ways to make very clear to him how much she suffered from the way she had chosen to lead her life.

After she died, and maybe before that, when Levi was still a young child, I believe ( an analysis I have posted in the past and plan on reposting soon ) he was sexually harassed ( almost but not abused ) by men due to having a frail appearance, resembling that of a young girl.

I think these reasons made him lock anything connected to his sexuality, and throw the key. Levi grew a general repulse towards anything sexual.

It is up to the person he's going to trust with both his life and his body, to unlock those feelings, show him the act of making love is different from what he's known his entire life, and it can be an act of bonding and pleasure, instead of the twisted image he's familiar with.

He has an idea of what he's supposed to do, but not exactly and it's unlikely he'll make any moves first. His partner will have to ease him through it all and teach him what to do.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He doesn't make any sounds. If some escape him, it'll be small sighs and groans, but most of the time, he's completely silent.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Very focused. He will never take his eyes off his partner. Careful of hurting them, of crossing any boundaries, you will find him being on alert for every single one of his moves. Insecure, especially at first, especially if he's on the lead, in a way he's never been in his entire life (but still, in his own subtle, Levi way). He's much more affectionate than usual, kissing and taking care of his partner, mostly out of guilt ( inexperience ), and to keep himself occupied.

It pisses her off. It's not like Annie's the only one to do so, and in some ways, the other girl is remarkably honest - her blunt nature and cynicism have always seemed genuine enough, and Ymir gets the impression that she's not the type to lie to herself a lot.

Yet there's still something there... an impression Ymir gets - telling her there's something that Annie won't admit to herself. Just like Ymir. And just like everyone else on this planet everyone calls home... humans just can't escape their own natures, huh?

"Eh, forget it." It's not like Ymir to dismiss her own criticism like that, but for whatever reason, today she lets it go. "I just wish I could figure out what you're thinking..."

It was a warm day. The sun had risen only a few hours ago. Before them, lay infinite lands of grass — a delusion, the walls too far away, beyond tall hills where their eyes wouldn’t reach. The cold breeze is welcoming, refreshing, as the two of them had sat on the ground, enjoying their day of rest, where neither they’d have to fight nor train. It was only for a day, but Eren wouldn’t have to be anybody’s hope or prove himself to anyone. Wasn't he the one who longed for this for years? Stand at the front lines, to kill the monsters who took away their freedom. ❝ I like this. ❞ In moments like this, with his closest friend by his side, Eren‘s insatiable desire to keep advancing forward would be satisfied, even if temporarily, for Armin carried a different kind of freedom within. 

In his eyes, Armin’s thoughts ran free, to sights he didn’t need to see, senses he didn’t need to experience. He was jealous of the other, for finding comfort in the moment, for being able to dream what was too far away, when Eren couldn’t see where his hands wouldn’t reach — that was why he’d desperately keep running, to get where he wanted to be. A soul of extremes, he wouldn’t find peace once an idea was in his head, whether it was revenge, or hope. He couldn’t stop until he made it come true, dedicating his entire being. A prisoner of his own nature. It was Armin who had given him a reason to fight when he showed him that book many years ago, and it was Armin right at this moment, who would be his chance to breathe, to rest for a short moment.

❝ We've been fighting for so long. It's nice to finally catch a break. ❞ He couldn't help but wonder, what was that Armin sought ? Were his desires as strong as his?

The question to follow seems to come out of nowhere, a question troubling him for a while now. ❝ Say, Armin . . . Have you regretted joining the Survey Corps? ❞ Armin had said one needed to give up a part of themselves in order to survive. He couldn’t be entirely wrong, Eren having given up his humanity when he ended up at a Titan’s stomach, but that wasn’t the case for him — insightful, observant, but always a cruel judge of himself. Believing because he couldn’t keep up with the rest of them, he had changed. Eren knew better. Eren could see Armin’s heart remained the same. When he'd visit Annie, when he'd look after him and Mikasa, never voicing his worries, constantly doubting himself, even though he was suffering the most.

Quite the misfortune, how selfless he’d be, to have found someone as greedy as himself. He didn’t mind it though, Eren being the one who was lucky.

He’s writing something down in his notes from earlier but his gaze soon goes up as he spots a familiar looking blonde. He’s seen him in the cadets. But he looks terrified honestly. But doesn’t he also run around with that kid Eren? His dad talks about them.

The brunette glances up as he hears someone walk in. A soft smile on his lips as he gives a small wave.