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Here it comes...
It approaches...
Closer...
Closer...
Levi twitches his tail, grey eyes peeled wide as he waits for it. He knows it would come just any moment now. Any time his lovely owner sets out for a day of cleaning her entire apartment, every nook and cranny, every blind spot, every piece of furniture, she releases one of these mysterious creatures to assist her. It’s like an alien that comes from space.
THE SPACE INVADER KNOWN AS....
THE ROOMBA.
Circular with tiny blinking lights, it glides across the floor in search of its prey: dust mites, dust bunnies, old crumbs, pins, leaves, any unfortunate item left upon the floor for it to suck into its belly. Odd choice of prey, but he chases mice and birds (When he’s actually allowed to traverse into the realms of the outside world), so he couldn’t say much.
Levi knows deep down that this invader is out to take his lair from him! The way it twists and turns, nonchalantly humming as it goes. It thinks it owns the joint!
HA.
But, it has another thing coming.
It’s about to face the wrath of Levi.
He waits. He watches the foe circle about the room as it picks up the horrible filth in its way. Levi has to admit that this...evil being knows how to keep a room quite tidy. But, no is not the time. His kingdom is at stake!
It comes closer. Its annoying humming grows louder and louder like a threatening growl. Ready to pounce, he leans back on his hind legs and wiggles his butt, gathering all the energy he could.
As ROOMBA closes in, its eyes flash with murderous intent.
AT LAST, Levi pounces! He tries to scratch and dig its close into the creature, but its skin is hard like a shell. He cannot break it! He bends down in attempt to bite it, but he only received pain as the blunt surface collides with his teeth. He makes no dent in it!
Perhaps, more force is required!
With a loud hiss, he unleashes a full on attack. Though it moves and thrashes in attempt to throw him off, he persists on with the biting and scratching. Surely, this will bring it down!
He bites! He scratches! He hisses! Again, and again, and again!
But, alas! This creature is far to strong for him!
Truly, it is a thing from outer space!
Will he win this battle? Will he lose his precious kingdom to the whims of such evil?
Suddenly, a finger comes and lands on the creature in a small spot in the front. ROOMBA is now still and silent.
Levi blinks in shock.
Has he won?
“Levi, you moron!” it’s your sweet, soothing voice! “Why are you wrestling with the vacuum?
What? Vacoom? What is this vacoom? Is this the species of ROOMBA?
Levi looks up with you, eyes pools of grey. With a smile and a shake of your head, you laugh.
“You thought the vaccuum was gonna get you? Were you scared?”
Puffing his cheeks, he looks away. Then, he feels your palm gently stroking his soft little head.
Ah, he can never resist that. Immediately, a low purr vibrates his chest.
“Come on, pal,” you say, scooping him up in his arms. “How about some tuna?”
His ears immediately perk up, and in reply, he meows. Again, you laugh and lead him to the kitchen.
Some tuna is well deserved after a battle well fought with the forces of evil!
It approaches...
Closer...
Closer...
Levi twitches his tail, grey eyes peeled wide as he waits for it. He knows it would come just any moment now. Any time his lovely owner sets out for a day of cleaning her entire apartment, every nook and cranny, every blind spot, every piece of furniture, she releases one of these mysterious creatures to assist her. It’s like an alien that comes from space.
THE SPACE INVADER KNOWN AS....
THE ROOMBA.
Circular with tiny blinking lights, it glides across the floor in search of its prey: dust mites, dust bunnies, old crumbs, pins, leaves, any unfortunate item left upon the floor for it to suck into its belly. Odd choice of prey, but he chases mice and birds (When he’s actually allowed to traverse into the realms of the outside world), so he couldn’t say much.
Levi knows deep down that this invader is out to take his lair from him! The way it twists and turns, nonchalantly humming as it goes. It thinks it owns the joint!
HA.
But, it has another thing coming.
It’s about to face the wrath of Levi.
He waits. He watches the foe circle about the room as it picks up the horrible filth in its way. Levi has to admit that this...evil being knows how to keep a room quite tidy. But, no is not the time. His kingdom is at stake!
It comes closer. Its annoying humming grows louder and louder like a threatening growl. Ready to pounce, he leans back on his hind legs and wiggles his butt, gathering all the energy he could.
As ROOMBA closes in, its eyes flash with murderous intent.
AT LAST, Levi pounces! He tries to scratch and dig its close into the creature, but its skin is hard like a shell. He cannot break it! He bends down in attempt to bite it, but he only received pain as the blunt surface collides with his teeth. He makes no dent in it!
Perhaps, more force is required!
With a loud hiss, he unleashes a full on attack. Though it moves and thrashes in attempt to throw him off, he persists on with the biting and scratching. Surely, this will bring it down!
He bites! He scratches! He hisses! Again, and again, and again!
But, alas! This creature is far to strong for him!
Truly, it is a thing from outer space!
Will he win this battle? Will he lose his precious kingdom to the whims of such evil?
Suddenly, a finger comes and lands on the creature in a small spot in the front. ROOMBA is now still and silent.
Levi blinks in shock.
Has he won?
“Levi, you moron!” it’s your sweet, soothing voice! “Why are you wrestling with the vacuum?
What? Vacoom? What is this vacoom? Is this the species of ROOMBA?
Levi looks up with you, eyes pools of grey. With a smile and a shake of your head, you laugh.
“You thought the vaccuum was gonna get you? Were you scared?”
Puffing his cheeks, he looks away. Then, he feels your palm gently stroking his soft little head.
Ah, he can never resist that. Immediately, a low purr vibrates his chest.
“Come on, pal,” you say, scooping him up in his arms. “How about some tuna?”
His ears immediately perk up, and in reply, he meows. Again, you laugh and lead him to the kitchen.
Some tuna is well deserved after a battle well fought with the forces of evil!
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thinking out loud. //levi
His hands on your waist, your hands on his shoulders; his forehead touching yours while his calm, grey eyes locked with your stunning orbs. You both swayed around, your vanilla-scented breaths tickling his face, and making him pull you closer. Levi wondered how you always smelled like vanilla, and how your mouth always tasted like it, too. You moved your hand to rest on the side of his neck, delicately stroking it with your thumb, and running it over a healing scar he got from the last battle.
That’s how both of you liked it. A night where both of you can be alone, together.
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Awinja. (Daddy!Levi x Mommy!Reader)
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Large round (color) eyes stared up into despairing grey eyes.
"Da...Da-da?"
Levi shut his eyes, his throat suddenly much tighter. He exhaled softly, trying to calm himself, but as soon as he swallowed the lump nearly suffocating him, he choked out a sob.
"Dada...Mama?"
Glistening grey eyes opened once more as he studied the confused face on his tiny offspring. A small hand curled around his index finger and a barely toothy laugh bubbled from his child.
"Dada! Mama!"
And the tears steamed freely.
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mornings | levi
Fem!Reader
Key:
(F/N) - First name
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Two naked bodies are tightly entangled together under the refuge of their blankets, asleep, quiet. One has buried his face in the other’s disheveled hair, the rays of light that previously shined too brightly in his eyes now obscured by his partner’s locks. The girl in his arms is snoring ever so softly, a sound her husband has grown to love and occasionally miss on the frequent nights he had to stay up late. Her hair becomes even more mussed by his unconsciously nuzzling into her warmth.
The woman, (F/N), suddenly murmurs his name. He does not hear it in his dreamless sleep, hi
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This is so frikin cute