#levi fanfiction

[abiiiiackerman]

Teacher Levi x Student reader

Your obsession with Professor Ackerman wasn't a secret thing between your friends. You liked him even though he was strict, cold, rude, and intimidating. You keep talking about him to your friends so much that being annoyed, they have now started to call you Mrs. Ackerman. Not like you hated that.... Whether it gave you pleasure.

You have always wondered if he has a girlfriend? Or does he keep a mistress? What type of woman does he like? Tall with big boobs and asses? Experienced? Or short innocent girls? Is he a virgin or experienced? A bottom or top? How would his body look under his shirt? Is he big? How many women have tasted those full lips of his?

And now as you're sitting in his office, feeling nervous as ever. You wonder why he called you. You have never disobeyed any rules in his class... Or skip any homework or even fail in the exams. You were an average student and always was a good girl in his class. As the door slides open again and Levi enters your throat goes dry looking at his handsome features.

Levi walks into his office, closing the door behind him. The moment he walks in, you feel your heart start to pound and your stomach flip-flop. You couldn't help but notice how attractive he was. His appearance was striking, with his sharp features and broad shoulders. He had a commanding presence, exuding an air of authority and dominance. You couldn't help but feel nervous and overwhelmed while in his presence. As usual, his voice sounds deep and rough as he speaks. His tone is serious and stoic.

"I'm sure you've been wondering why I asked you here today."

You nod. "Yes sir, why have you called me?'

He undoes his tie and the collar bottom of his shirt as he speaks again in a serious and a rigid tone.

"You're a good student. You're well-behaved, you always do your homework, and you do well on your exams."

You look at him, feeling your nervousness fading away a bit. But when he undoes his tie and bottom you look away from him because more he'll reveal his skin to you.... The more you'll fall for him, The more you'll want him.

"I'm glad you think so, sir."

You say in a formal voice as you nervously give him your usual smile.

He notices your reaction and can't help but feel amused. He slowly unbuttons his next bottom and lowers the AC's temperature as he speaks in his rough voice again.

"Everyone has their own dark fantasies no matter how good they are or shows how well behaved they are, don't you agree?"

You take a look at him and notice his neck. You want to kiss, suck and bite on that skin so hard.... You're so glad he turned down the AC's temperature. Because you're feeling so damn hot. But then remembering that he has asked you a question, you nod and reply in a formal tone.

"Yes sir.... Everyone has their own fantasies."

Levi sees the hunger in your eyes as you stare at his neck. He likes the way you look at him, as if you are admiring him. He lowers the AC's temperature again as he continues to speak in his rough voice.

"Everyone has their own fantasies, that's true, but not everyone acts on them. How good are you at keeping secrets?"

I smile as he asks me that. I reply proudly.

"That's probably the only thing about myself I can flex about"

Levi leans back in his chair as he sees your confidence. He notices the way your body reacts to the cold air, and he can't help but feel even more amused. He looks into your eyes and seems to notice the way you're looking at him.

"The fact is, you've always been a good behaved student, and to be honest, I've always kind of liked you."

Levi pauses for a moment, observing your reaction to his words. When you remain silent, he decides to continue speaking.

"You know how some students always try to flirt and cheat and get on the good books of their teachers? But you never did such things, nor do I think that you could ever do anything like that. But now... now I want to take you for myself."

You feel like tearing up in happiness and jump on his lap and kiss him until both of you are breathless. But you keep yourself calm as you ask in a soft voice and look at him pleadingly.

"Sir? Can I?"

I look at his hand which is resting on the table.

"Can I hold your hand?"

Levi gives you a solemn nod, his eyes piercing through yours.

"Go ahead."

He holds out his hand for you to take. You take his hand, and the moment your hands touch, a wave of sensation and warmth floods your body. You can feel his rough fingers intertwined with yours as he holds your hand tightly, not allowing you to let go.

You smile, looking at the intertwined hands of you two.

"It's gonna be a problem if we date, is not it? The last thing I want in this world to be a bother to you."

You say, looking at him worriedly as your grip on his hand tightened.

"I really do like you a lot."

You confess softly and look at him smiling as you eyes tears up.

Levi gaze softens as he sees the worry in your eyes. He squeezes your hand tighter, as if he was trying to reassure you.

"It won't be a problem for me.... I don't care what others think, if that's what you're worried about. I like you too, and I want to take this further."

He leans forward slightly, his gray eyes piercing into yours. The tension between the both of you becomes palpable as the space between your bodies shrinks when he pushes the table aside which was the only obstacle between you two.

You close your eyes as your grip on his hand tightened due to the anticipation you were feeling. Your heart starts to beat loudly and your breath was shallow as you tilted your head forward, waiting for him to meet you halfway. You were inches away from his lips. The moment he sees you tilt your head close to his mouth, he takes the initiative and pulls you to his body, pressing his lips against yours. His kiss is firm and forceful, and his hands hold your body tightly. His tongue probes your mouth, exploring every crevice and curve as he ravishes you with his desires. You wrap your arms around him, squeezing him hard, and your bodies pressed so closely together that you can feel every vein and bump of his muscles as he kisses you with raw lust and passion.

Levi breaks the kiss as you moan indicating that you need air and looks into your eyes. Your hearts are beating wildly as you both pant, breathing heavily and trying to catch your breath. His hands slip down your back, down to your hips, as he pulls you closer to his body.

"You're mine now," he whispers in your ear, his voice hoarse with desire. You smile shyly.

"I was always yours."

You smile looking into his eyes and caress his cheek as you speak softly.

"Well.... It's just one more year until we can date openly."

"There's no way I'm waiting another year..."

Levi says roughly as he kisses you again, this time even deeper and more passionate than before, and your lips press together in a heated embrace. Your bodies are pressed against one another, and your thighs rub together as the two of you let out an audible moan.

Levi breaks the kiss again and looks at you with hunger still in his eyes as he whispers in your ear again.

"We're not going to have any secrets between us. You're mine now, and everyone is going to know it. I don't give a shit about the student-teacher relationship.... You're mine."

Levi takes your hand and draws you back in for another passionate kiss. Your hands roam over the muscles of his body, and you begin to slip your tongue into his mouth, feeling his warm and moist lips as they lock against yours. You moan na forcefully push him away breathing heavily.

"Not here.... I need a bed."

You say breathing heavily as Levi brushes your hair and tug them behind you ear.

"My house, now!"

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[pennylanewrites]

when we were young [levi ackerman]

now playing: when we were young - adele

tags: fluff, old levi reminiscing, established relationship, flashback, canonverse, mentions of violence (non-graphic)

levi didn’t mind getting old, not really. he didn’t care for the deep smile lines or the wrinkles around his eyes. however, he did mind that he couldn’t pick his wife up and carry her to bed with ease anymore. he especially hated that his knee would still buckle if he didn’t use that bloody cane to get across a room.

levi ackerman, for the first time in his fifty-five years of life, had managed to nick himself while shaving. you stepped into the bathroom to grab something, eyes wide at the stream of blood running down his neck.

“what happened?” you were quick to grab the first-aid kit from the cabinet, eyes panning at him.

“i was just shaving, keep it down.” he rolled his eyes, sitting at the edge of the tub. he unbuttoned his shirt, already stained at the collar, and discarded it on the floor.

you looked down at him with a smile. his muscles were still there, though much less defined. the scars from his youth, long healed, a painful reminder of what he had been through.

you dabbed alcohol on a cotton pad before sitting down on his good leg.

“this is pretty deep, levi.” you muttered. he winced when the alcohol came in touch with the cut on his cheek, his fingers pressing against your waist.

“my hand still shakes sometimes.” he looked down at his three remaining fingers with a sigh. the nerves were all messed up, but he was insistent on using that hand for everything still.

“it’s okay, old man. i’ll shave you from now on.” you chuckled, cleaning up the dried-up blood from his jaw.

“you know what this reminds me of, brat?”

levi’s brows were furrowed, a scowl permanently etched in his features as you tried to make him sit down.

“captain, your face is full of blood.”

“it’s not mine.”

“some of it is yours.”

you weren’t really sure what had happened. it was all so fast. a soldier calling you a slut, you punching him, him slapping you back. that’s when levi had stepped in.

you finally managed to get levi to sit down, opening the first-aid kit beside you on his desk.

“he shouldn’t have slapped you.” was all he muttered before getting up again. you brought your hands to his shoulders, pushing him down with all the force you could muster.

“hey! let someone help you for once.” gray eyes shot up at yours, growing wide when you sat down on his knee to keep him in place. he didn’t utter a single word as you cleaned his face up with a damp towel, not even wincing when you dabbed alcohol against his busted lip.

he realised he didn’t particularly mind your breath fanning against his cheek, or your hair falling in his eyes. he certainly didn’t mind you shuffling on his lap, like you weren’t his soldier and he your captain.

“you’re sitting on me.” he said, more like an acknowledgment. you panicked and tried to get up, but levi’s arms wrapped around your hips. “thanks.”

“for sitting on you?” a smile played on your lips in the dimly-lit office, “captain.” you added, to be safe.

“don’t call me captain like that.”

“like what?”

“you’re making it dirty.”

“what does it remind you of, captain?” you shook levi out of his thoughts. he wrapped his arms further around your waist, pulling you closer. he knew you remembered the same thing.

“almost thirty years later, you’re still cheeky.”

“it never goes away.” you sighed, leaning down to peck his lips.

in his memory, he was lifting you up with one arm to plop you down on the desk and kiss you. in the present, you had to pull him up carefully and hand him his cane.

levi didn’t mind, though. some parts of him still worked just fine.

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[littlerequiem]

— a lesson in dancing ˚⁎⁺ levi ackerman x gn!reader

Levi doesn't think you should be with an old man like him. You show him otherwise. Or: in a post-war life, Levi learns to dance again.

content — Post-war, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Some internalized ableism from Levi but Reader helps him get through it, Reader is younger than Levi, Slow dancing, Basically a whole lot of comforting Levi in this one (wc: 2.3k). For reference - I headcanon that Levi uses a wheelchair most of the time, but that at home, he'll opt for a cane.

Crossposted on AO3.

“You should find someone younger to be with.”

At first, you aren’t sure if you heard Levi correctly. It’s still early; the sunrise barely reaches the town's tiled roofs. Sparrows nibble around you, scavenging for breakfast. Everything is at a complete standstill.

Then you glance up from this morning’s newspaper. Levi is staring at the youth gathered around the city square.  

“What did you say?” you ask.

Levi’s attention settles onto you, a half-lidded stare that’s no less charged than in his prime as the Captain.

“You’re still young," he mutters. "You’re still whole."

Well, if he didn't have your attention before, he certainly has it now.

You place your reading onto the café table, right next to the cup of coffee the waiter just brought. Your fingers linger on the edges of the newspaper, bending the corners with your thumb.

“Levi, I don’t want to be with someone else," you say, slow like you were carefully weighing each syllable with care. "I want to be with you.”

"You say that, but I can’t give you that.”

You frown, following his changing line of sight, back to the youth. In the distance, couples dance, following music coming from an accordion. They step and twirl, a resounding cheer (“ha!”) echoing with every count of twelve.

It brings you straight back to Paradis, to life within the Walls, to evenings spent in dingy taverns. Hange and Miche used to love dancing; they loved to drag you along. You wonder if Levi is thinking about those nights too.

"Are you talking about us dancing?”

The knot in Levi's throat bobs. He swallows it down with an almost bitter expression. “That, and more. Just look at me.”

“I’m looking, Levi.”

If only he knew—you’ve been looking all along.

All these years of fighting side by side, of fighting against titans and humans, of trying to bring peace to the world.

Just to arrive at a time and place where you could look at him.

And the sight grounds you.

Levi's eyes—one milky white and shuttered, the other a deep gray that reminds you of muted skies. His hair, silky black, embellished from the passage of time with strands of silver (like starlight, you think). A pearl-colored scar that twists below his lash line, running across the left side of his face, currently glowing from the dewy morning sun.

Everything about Levi has always been beautiful.

Despite that, you watch Levi retreats in his shell. His expression hardens and his knuckles tighten. It's the same old reaction you've grown accustomed to seeing. Levi did it Then, in Paradis, and he's doing it Now, in this new life.

But you? You rip through it, cut the distance apart. The feet of your chair rattles against the cobblestone of the street as you draw near. By the time you're settled at his side, you’re close enough to count the freckles splattered on the tip of nose.

“Levi, listen to me. You’re enough just the way you are. We can go through life as we please. Isn’t that enough?”

Levi remains silent, setting his posture like iron.

You tug at the hems of his shirt, twirling the fabric around your index. “Hey, c'mon now. Have I ever told you how handsome you are in the early morning?”

“Tch, don’t patronize me. You must want more than to be stuck with an old man like me.”

“What if I like my old man?” 

“You should be with someone younger.“

“Who says?”

“I’m saying.”

Levi’s deadpan expression doesn’t falter under your even gaze, but his lower lip opens up slightly, as if he were trying to even out his breathing. A blue vein tenses down his neck. You have the urge to smooth it with the back of your hands.

But you focus on his words instead.

“Levi, where’s all of this coming from?” 

“Does it matter?”

“Yes, of course, it matters. If it's making you have these thoughts, it matters.”

Levi's eyes narrow. You sigh. 

“Fine, you stubborn man. You wanna know what I see?” you say under your breath.

There’s something vulnerable tied to Levi’s gaze. You hold onto it, sliding your fingers through his hair to brush care into his scalp. Your thumbs linger over the crow’s feet permeating the corner of his eyes. A constellation of wrinkles and spots dust Levi's skin, an aftermath of time and sun exposure. You run a delicate digit over all of it, ending along his scarred lash line.

Levi swallows loudly.

“When I look at you, Levi, I see the pain of someone who was asked to grow up much too fast. I see the face of a man who had to shoulder the weight of survival all by himself. I see the life of a soldier who has fought for peace so that all of them,” your head bobs in the youth’s direction, “now get to enjoy a quiet Saturday morning where they can dance without a care in the world.”

Levi glances over your shoulders, fixing a point like it was the most interesting thing in the world.

You bring your hands along the sides of his jaw, directing his attention back to you. “Levi, you’re everything I want. We fought for a decade to be here. Why can’t you recognize that?”

He attempts to shake his head. “You deserve more.”

“That's for me to decide."

"I disagree."

"You always trusted my judgment as a soldier, so please extend me that same courtesy in this life here. Trust me to know what I want.”

“S’not the same.”

“It is. I dedicated my heart to the Scouts back then, didn’t I? And now I’m dedicating it to you.”

Levi’s ears turn pink, his lips tightening into a pout that cannot be described as anything else but coy. “Tch, don't say shit like this in public.” He attempts to lean away from your touch, but you teasingly play with strands of his hair, coxing him to utter stillness.

You lift a brow.

Levi stays quiet. Your knees bump with his, and you remain close while you watch him think your words over. Somehow, though, you can tell he’s grateful to have you here with him. You’re the one still by his side after all these years of death and pain and misery.

The one who stayed.

And Levi conveys his gratitude by reaching to you at last, slow like he were afraid to be stung. He loops his fingers around your own, his thumb gliding against the pulse point on your wrist. Once he has his hold on you, he doesn't let go, slowly stroking your skin with his thumbs.

You exhale in solace.

“So, what's the verdict?" you murmur. "Should I continue praising you?” 

He releases your hands. “Please don’t.” 

You chuckle, moving to grab the newspaper once more. Today’s headline talks of peace negotiations, negotiations that are to be handled by Commander Armin Arlert.

“Listen, I meant what I said, Captain," you tell Levi as you smooth over the article, ready to pour your attention onto it. "Like it or not, you’re stuck with me now.” 

Levi clears his throat as he takes a sip of tea. “Careful, soldier, that almost sounded like a marriage proposal.”

This time, it’s your turn to get flustered. You hide behind your wall of reading and when you peer over the newspaper, you swear there’s a ghost of a smirk tugging at Levi’s lips.

The evening is setting. Outside, waves crash against the cliffs while seagulls croak in swarms. You don’t pay attention to the noise; you’re inside the little cottage you and Levi share, too busy tweaking the machine Onkyankopon gifted you. It's a vinyl player—a machine which lets you play music records. Admittedly, you aren’t well-versed with these modern inventions, but this one you’re excited to use.

The record you’ve placed into the vinyl player comes from Onkyankopon’s home town. It promises a soothing journey filled with emotional highs—just what you need. With a grin plastered on your face, you press the play button. The tonearm hits the record and a lovely crack sounds across the living room. You lower the volume, and turn around.

“Levi, you coming?”

You hear a grunt in response, echoing across the narrow corridor of the house. “There’s no fire under my ass, is there?”

“Just a very excited me is all.”

Several moments later, Levi walks in, cane in hand. He’s fresh out of the shower. His hair is still wet, bangs clinging to the sides of his forehead, and his cheeks still have that rosy hue that comes from him washing it thoroughly. He’s wearing a freshly ironed shirt, and what Marleyans call jeans (which, incidentally, make his ass look great). 

Your stomach flutters.

Levi raises a brow. “What did you want to show me?”

“Oh.” You blink, remembering your plan. “Right. Please, c'mon here.”

He does, walking towards you, something cautiously guarded on his face.

You roll your eyes and shoot him a playful smile. “It’s not a trap, I promise.” Your fingers move to the collar of his gray shirt, feeling the rough fabric of cotton between your fingertips. The color matches his gaze, it brings out the smoothness of his pale skin.

He really is pretty.

You tell him as such.

He scoffs, a lovely pink hue dusting the tips of his ears. “Don’t say shit like that.”

You shrug. “We’re not in public anymore, are we?”

“Spare me.”

“But I like to compliment you."

"That's not my problem."

"Fine, old man. Then I suppose I should show you.”

His eyes narrow, not unkindly or in an annoyed manner, but with the regard of someone who dislikes surprises, who knows you’re up to something.

You detach yourself from him for a moment, striding over to reach for the volume button and turning it up. As soon as the slow violin and piano tug through the air, you turn towards him with a grin.

“Let’s dance,” you announce.

To Levi’s credit, he doesn’t appear all that surprised by this turn of events. Well, he’s known you over a decade, so you suppose he’s learned a thing or two about you.

You take his wooden cane out of his hands, carefully placing it against the wall. For a moment, the two of you just stare at each other from across the small room, admiring one and another. Moonlight trickles into the room, gracing Levi with its touch. His gray stare is aglow, his hair like silver. Like starlight, indeed.

Taking a slow step in his direction, you slide into his arms, and he welcomes you like you were made to belong there all along. You take his invitation with a smile, offering him support for his leg while you bask in the comfort of his embrace. Levi places his left hand over your shoulder, the other finding a home along your ribs, fingers slotting along every bone. Safety. His touch sparks warmth across your body, and you bring your hands to the back of his neck, delicately smoothing his undercut.

“The music is starting,” you murmur into the shell of his ear. Tingles spread through your veins.

“Yeah, it is.”

The music isn’t anything like the one you heard on the square today. This track is slow and intimate, and so, your dancing adapts to it. At first, you take the lead, only taking occasional small steps back, hips swaying with the soft melody. Levi follow closely, so close that you listen to his heartbeat quicken beneath your touch.

Half a minute later, Levi surprises you by carefully taking one of your hands between his own, dragging his thumb over your knuckles. He guides you back into a slow spin, and you feel the air expand in your lungs as you take several steps away from him, watching your two shadows ripple over the silver spotlight. When he tugs you back and your vision spins, you think how perfectly your bodies align together.

“Levi, why are you so good at this?” you chastise playfully.

“Erwin used to make me attend these fancy balls in the Interior,” he says in your ear, the tenor of his voice rumbling against your skin. “I learned there.” 

“Huh, that’s true. I remember the tuxedos you and Erwin wore now that you mention it." You chuckle. "You both looked devilishly handsome.”

“We looked like two pretentious snobs, you mean.”

"You say that, but I think Erwin took you along for a reason. We always did get the funding for every expedition.”

“Yeah.” There’s a note of fondness for Erwin and past memories, things you aren't exactly privy to, but that you're glad he gets to cherish all the same. 

You come to rest a cheek close to his neck, submerging yourself with the warmth of his skin. “I guess this little dance doesn’t measure up to the lavish balls you’ve attended, right?”

His hand tightens around your own. “No, this is better.”

You smile at his words.

It isn’t until a moment later that you realize the music has stopped, that you’re both still slow dancing to silence. Outside, the sound of waves remains.

Slowly, you untangle yourself from Levi, looking at him like he were the lighthouse guiding you back to shore. Levi’s attention is already fixed on you, his face filled with quiet fondness. There's starlight in his gaze.

“You see," you say. "We can dance, you and I.”

Levi raises a hand towards you, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “If we can teach your clumsy ass some rhythm, sure.”

“Hey, don’t be mean.”

Levi snorts, and before you can say anything else, he surprises you by leaning over to press a kiss over your forehead. 

And under the moonlight, you watch him at peace, and all feels right.

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[yorsgirl]

In His Arms

Levi Ackerman x Reader

Synopsis: Why should you look for another place to die when you have his arms around you?

Tropes: Angst, major character death

Warnings: Canon Timeline, gn!reader, angst, unhappy ending, non-explicit violence.

Word count: 2.03k

You never liked the sun all that much.

It was always too bright, too warm…always just too much. Even then, the scorching heat did nothing but increase your irritation as you laid sprawled out on the open grass field. Your body felt abnormally paralyzed, heart beating right in your ear; drowning out all the noises of the disaster happening around you.

You don’t remember how you got there.

Honestly, you couldn’t remember anything that happened in the past hour. But you laid there - on the lush green field while the sun burnt your skin, lungs constricting with every breath you took.

You were tired. Exhausted even. Wishing nothing but to fall into a deep slumber. But you can’t. Not in this filthy field (what if some insect crawls up your ear), not when the sun burns so hot (ugh, so annoying), not when your thumping, loud heartbeat almost scared you.

The wish was thrown out of the window when you felt something trickle down the side of your eye. Warm. Assuming it's sweat, you groggily moved your hand to wipe it away. Your eyes drift off to your palm – thick, warm liquid stained it red.

Blood.

For a second, you gazed at it with curiosity.

The next, everything hits you like a bullet to the gut.

The expedition, the unfruitful sighting of two abnormals near your flank, comrades that were trampled or ripped apart by the titans and at last…when it held you in its grasp; ready to chew onto your flesh.

You still didn’t remember, what happened to the accused titan that dared to make you its snack. You groaned but it came out as blood spitting coughs, as you tried to roll over – failed. Everything was still a blur.

Your solitude was cut short when you heard a thud. A figure dropped beside you.

Tufts of Jet black hair and a pair of steel blue eyes hovered through your hazy vision.

“Levi...” Voice strained yet you were able to say his name, without coughing up blood.

The said man kneeled, picking you up in his arms, your head laid on the crook of his elbow and forearm. He gently wiped away the blood aside your eyes and forehead, his touch – like a petal falling on water; almost soothing your aching body.

“I am here,” He assured you, his eyes focused on your face. He didn’t dare look down your body. The sight, even too terrifying for him.

Your right leg was missing from the knee down, the gash running through your abdomen – too deep. The blood loss was significant; staining the grass around red.

In any normal circumstance, he could carry you effortlessly. But this very day, his arms felt weak while supporting just your upper body weight, fingers trembling as he brushed off your hair.

It was minutes ago when Levi reached near the vicinity of your flank (or what once was) after being informed by a fellow soldiers that two aberrants were sighted there. He remembered the moment, the titan’s hand wrapped around your abdomen, as it held one of your limbs in its mouth, the shrieks of horror combined with pain that escaped your lips; enough to break the barriers of his rage.

For a moment, he was pushed back into the utter depths of his memory. A similar expedition, like this one… with a similar scenario where an aberrant took away the lives of his then, only family.

It couldn’t happen again. He couldn’t lose you too…

He just couldn’t.

Seconds, in literal seconds did he disintegrate those titans, their remains were nothing but blobs of flesh accompanied by the blood. The titan- or rather titans, which dared to grasp you; their corpses no- more like what was left of their corpses were left around the bloodied field, steaming into air.

It was painful.

For both of you.

He couldn’t conjure the courage to look down on your injured body, the realization that you wouldn’t make it – too difficult to be accepted. Instead he just stayed silent, as you tried to breathe, all while your chest burned.

“Levi… wh-” You were caught in a coughing fit, spitting blood out of your mouth.

“Easy, don’t talk.” His voice reaches your ears, he gingerly wipes away the blood from your chin. “I am here…” He repeats. You are going to be okay, he wants to tell you that you’d be alright. But he knows the inevitable and he knows you do too.

So the words died down.

Weakly raising your hand to cup his cheek, feeling his skin on yours; one last time. As your trembling fingertips trailed over his cheekbone, his rough hand held yours atop, running the pad of his thumb across the creases of your palm.

Oh… how much you wished for time to stop now.

To let you be like this. In his arms. Just where you were meant to be.

“I am going to die, aren’t I?”

The cursed words lolls off your lips so easily. And Levi just wishes, why does he have to bear this torment?

It’s a question you’ve asked him previously too. A lot of times to say the least. It was annoying, he had thought those times. Shushing you down with the usual - you still have time.

That time is up.

“I told you to not speak.” He rebuked harshly.

But why does this harsh attitude seems to arise from a place of tenderness?

“No,” You state with conviction even though your tone quivered. “You know it too.” You noticed the tighter grip on your hand as well as the stiffening of his body. You were right, he knows it too.

Levi knows he’s in amidst titan territory, he knows letting down his guard is the worst option but… he can’t leave you there. The regret of not staying with you now, would be greater than any regret that he might feel later.

So, he sat down properly, cradling your head on his lap. He stared right into your eyes, memorizing the colour and how the sunlight reflects on them. He gazed down at your lips, memorizing the way it curled as you speak.

 The fluttering of your eyelids does not go unnoticed. He tracd his finger down to the pulse point on your wrist. The rhythm eerily slow.

You held his gaze, focusing on his features through the blur. And even if you don’t like the sun, you can’t help but love how the periphery of his face glowed under its light. You etched the feeling of his touch to your mind.

There are so many words you wanted to say to him, so many sentiments whirling inside you which you wished to let him know.

But you don’t. The declarations too long and time too short.

Even then, in that moment you know he has his tongue tied too. The words left on the tip of his lips, never voiced out.

A silence befell you both, as if pushing you into a trance of your own. A place where these titans don’t exist, the complexities of this ongoing war vanished. Leaving you both at each other’s mercy.

The pain that surged through both of you, for a second stops. Converting into something warm…

You lived in that intimate moment with him. When words fell short, but the thread tying his soul to yours remained strong.

After a short while, a noise erupted from you. Instead of cries of pain or anguish, you let out a chuckle. Causing Levi to give you a look, questioning himself if you had gone insane.

“Ah- looks like I will be leaving before y-you,” You chuckled again, as it was followed by a painful cough.

His eyes narrowed, lips twisting into a frown, “And you are laughing?”

“Would be able to re-rest finally.” Your lips stretch in a grin. “It’s tiring to tr-train under you… every day.”

There’s a reason he found you annoying.

The corners of his lip twitched as he wondered would it be the right time to smack your head and talk some sense into you. But he refrained, just glaring at you. The glare isn’t filled with rage, rather undertones of despair.

“It’s tiring… to train under me?”

“uh huh,” You would have nodded but movement seemed challenging too. He almost wants to flick your forehead for making a joke out of this situation. But that’s just who you were. One of the many reasons he fell for you.

He understood your playfulness. A way to divert his mind. He had sworn to not regret anything but there are times. Times when he can’t help but do so. It were one of the rare times. And you just happened to be the antidote in this predicament.

Humorous, it was. You were standing on the edge of life, still it were you comforting him.

He pondered on what he did to deserve you.

The grin stayed on your lips quickly followed by another coughing fit.

Levi gently rubbed your back and shoulders – his touch again easing the pain that coursing through your ripped abdomen.

“Levi…” You call his name again, the word falling off your lips so sweetly.

Oh, how much, he wished that he’d get to hear it again and again.

His eyes flicker to your face again, even though that blood dripped down the side of your face and your eyes half-lidded; he can’t help but still find you beautiful.

As beautiful as always.

“I’m listening.”

You smile, breathing heavily, eyelids drooping down as you force them to stay open. “O-oh nothing... just wanted to say your name.”

He gulps down the lump forming in his throat, wondering how easily you had always understood him. Through the silent nights you spent on the rooftops or when he completed his paperworks as you prepared him tea.

“But if I had to ask for something… hey… Levi,” You whined with a frown. You assumed he wasn’t listening. But he was listening.

Always listening.

“What?” The heaviness in his voice was evident, he was holding back from crumbling down. His eyes drooped down, the grimace on his lips; an expression you knew all too well.

You breathed in sharply as the smile remained, “Watch it… till the end, for me.”

His eyes flickered with something for a second, before he blinked. Once. Twice. The pad of his thumb running circles on your cheek.

With the tightness in his chest, he nodded, “I will.” The same grin from earlier gets plastered on your face again. That assurance was enough for you.

For, if you can’t see the outside world, to taste freedom in its true form. You at least want him to watch it for you, to live in it for you.

Your chest burned again, the blood loss taking a toll on you as your head felt awfully light. Levi noticed it too along with the coldness of your body, as the pulse rate has almost diminished.

“I am sleepy,” Your voice being a mere whisper.

He knew and you did too.

The time has come.

“Sleep,” He replied, “You’ve fought for long, rest easy now. I’ll be here.”

He gingerly caressed your face once again, his steel grey eyes fixated on yours as if there’s no tomorrow, thumb tracing the outline of your lips.

“And when you wake up…” He gazed at you with so much longing and affection. “I will find you again.”

Your lips cracked into one of the most beautiful smiles he had ever seen. A smile he locked into his memory. With a slight nod of your head, your eyelids closed.

You breathed out once. Then never.

Levi stayed there, holding you tight for as long as he could remember.

As the despicable sun shone on the unlucky lovers, a little too brightly and the noises from the catastrophe elsewhere started to sync in. The grassfield was still as bloody and filthy.

You passed away, in the place you loathed. But didn’t, in your last moments.

Through unsaid words and silent promises, you took your last breath. But it was alright. Cause you were where you were meant to be.

You were in his arms.

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[romantichomicide95]

levi ackerman

๑ summary: 3 times Levi shows you he loves you. One time he says it

๑ cw: nothing just short and sweet fluff

Unspoken Comfort:

It was a night time, the moon casting a pale glow against your surroundings as you and Levi sat by the crackling campfire, the only two people awake amidst the slumbering soldiers. Levi, who rarely succumbed to sleep, had his piercing gaze fixed on the dancing flames.

You struggled to keep your eyes open, determined to savor this rare moment of quiet togetherness. Levi, ever perceptive, noticed your efforts to stay awake. He wordlessly scooted closer to you, draping his cloak over your body, intertwining his fingers with yours. The warmth of his cloak enveloped you, a shield against the cold crisp night air. His way of silently saying “I’m here to protect you, I love you.”

Silent Support:

The training grounds were filled with the sound of metal clashing against metal. You pushed yourself relentlessly, determination etched on your face, as you strived to improve your combat skills. Deep down, however, self doubt was plaguing your mind.

As you sparred with Levi, losing over and over again he could sense the doubt overcoming you. Instead of criticizing your skills he adjusted his training style to match your pace. Slowing his movements so you could better anticipate his attacks. With each successful strike you made his eyes showed a hint of pride, something only you could decipher. He didn’t need to say a single for you to hear his thoughts “I believe in you and the strength you have within you and I’m proud and I love you.”

Gentle Touch:

In a rare moment of downtime, you found yourself sitting on the rooftop, gazing at the night sky that loomed over the city. You sat there with Levi, a comforting silence enveloping you both, when he suddenly reached out and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear.

His touch carried a senses of warmth, one that overcame his usual stoic and reserved nature. It was a subtle gesture, his fingertips lingering against your skin for a few seconds, before his hand retreated. In that simple touch, Levi conveyed the depth of his affection. A silent thought that said “You are beautiful, and you are loved."

Spoken:

You and Levi found yourselves alone together, far from the demands of Scout duties. As you lay across Levi's lap the weight of the day's exhaustion began to creep upon you, lulling you towards the promise of sleep.

Levi was quietly reading the paper, his fingers tracing soothing patterns on the skin of your back. The room was overcome with a comforting stillness, broken only by the faint rustle of pages. He glanced down at you, observing your face as your eyes drooped and your breath became steady. You looked so beautiful in moments like this, he thought. Curled up in his lap, comforted by his presence. He couldn’t understand it, how someone like him could bring a sense of peace to someone like you, but loved the way that made him feel.

As sleep began to tug at your consciousness, Levi spoke up. "I love you," he whispered. It was a rare occurrence, him saying I love you first, reserved only for peaceful moments such as this. “I love you to Levi.” You said back, as sleep finally took you away, his words acting as a lullaby seeping into your dreams.

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[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

boyfriend levi ackerman headcanons

- he will absentmindedly rest a hand on your leg

- asks your opinion on most things, he wants your approval

- has got to stay up til midnight to play wordle

- acts of service is definitely his love language

- will leave out a fresh pair of clothes for you to change into before bed if you’re out late

- will make tea for you and sit with you while watch your favorite show

- leaves a note every time he leaves the house if you’re asleep instead of sending a text

- he can de-escalate a fight between you guys pretty quickly (you rarely fight)

- ^ he has a super calming voice

- he will occasionally read one of his books out loud to you

- he has trouble being affectionate and he loves you especially because you are so patient with him

- for my jean girlies, check out my pinned post for a slow burn fanfiction

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[minami-ff]

Tending to His Wounds

Levi x Reader

“your needlework is not as delicate- as you look”

The aftermath of the latest mission left scouts battered and worn, none more so than Captain Levi. Trudging back to his office, he began to remove his scarlet-stained uniform, revealing an array of injuries beneath. Bruises adorned his body like dark constellations, and among them, a deeper slash on his abdomen oozed with fresh blood.

Just as he reached for the first aid kit, gentle knocks resonated through the door, creaking open and revealing your silhouette. "Captain?" you said softly with concern and cautiousness lacing your words, “apologies, I couldn’t help but notice your gushing wound earlier, and realised the infirmary is closed so I was wondering if I could be of assistance?”

Although your captain had offered you much guidance in trainings, you wouldn’t say you, let alone anyone else, were particularly close to him. His tough exterior and reserved demeanour left you uncertain about the kind of person he was. Hence, a twinge of worry crept in, nervous that he might not appreciate you trailing to his office to help.

To your pleasant surprise, Levi merely nodded. You then moved with a silent determination, fetching water, disinfectant, cloth, bandages, needle and thread from the kit.

As you cleaned the affected areas, the office was filled with a quiet intimacy. The only sounds were the hushed whispers of cloth against his skin and the occasional hiss of pain from Levi when you poked the needle through.

As your hands worked tenderly on his skin, a whisper of wind danced through the open window, gracefully sweeping your hair to the side. In that moment, your concentrated yet soft eyes amongst other gentle features were unveiled to Levi with a new clarity. Captivating him even further from the way you moved with such a light, almost ethereal quality.

"Your needlework is not as delicate- as you look," his tone gruff, enduring the stitching process, as he gritted his teeth through the pain.

You were taken aback by his unexpected comment, not sure if you were understanding it right. The corners of Levi’s mouth curved up, gracing you with a rare smile, to which you chuckled softly. "Looks can be deceiving, Captain."

Once the bandage was secured, you took a step back, eyes meeting his as you whispered. “You’re good to go.”

"Thank you," Levi said, with dark and unwavering eyes refusing to break the deep connection with yours. Intimidated by the intensity of it, your gaze shyly averted and wandered around for a second, before you timidly nodded. A small smile trembled on your lips, "anytime…"

As silence settled between the both of you, you shifted away from him to pack up the first aid kit, not expecting what he’d say next.

"You don't have to be so damn caring," Levi muttered, attempting to revert to his usual sternness. “When work is over, take your well-deserved rest, there’s no need to assist men with their problems at this time.”

His eyes subtly widened in response to your sweet smile, "perhaps I just like taking care of my friends."

Levi's gaze softened, a rare vulnerability surfacing in the depths of his steel-blue eyes. Friends — a term he seldom used, but in that moment, it felt almost right.

"Get some rest, Captain. We have a long day ahead," you suggested softly.

Levi inclined his head, watching as you disappeared into the hallway. The moment you both just shared would have him pondering about it for the days to come. Alone in the dimly lit room, he realised that healing wasn't just about tending to wounds; it was also about finding solace in the presence of those who offered an understanding to the depth of his scars.

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[yoongikapi]

first kisses || levi || drabble

fluff

aot masterlist

when he kisses first

❥ he wraps his hands around your waist, a slight blush on his cheeks but regardless his lips land on yours

❥ its probably something short, but when he pulls away his hands stay resting at your hips and you notice the blush has reached his ears

❥ “was it alright?” he looks away and tries to contain his blush. you smile; cupping his cheek you respond, “kiss me again”

when you kiss first

❥ you wrap your arms around his neck, keeping him in place while you place kisses on his cheek, then jaw, then finally his lips

❥ they’re softer than you imagined and are pleased when he kisses you back

❥ you pull away and his lips follow yours, when you smile at this you peer up at his face;

❥ “are you blushing?”

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[mossgh0st]

As If It’s Heaven’s Gate (Levi Ackerman x Reader)

Summary | Levi is caught in a dark place following the battle of heaven and earth. Believing he’s undeserving of life’s sweetness, he deprives himself until you show up on his doorstep. Inspired by and based on Too Sweet by Hozier.

Content | Angst, Fluff. Sort of slow burn? No use of y/n. Levi is a grump, reader is shorter than him. Brief mentions of off-screen sex. Italics are song lyrics that each section is inspired by.

Pairings | Levi/Reader. Mentions of Jean/Pieck.

Notes | As soon as I heard Too Sweet, I knew I needed to write about Levi. Header is from ‘kii on Pinterest. Hope you enjoy!

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It can’t be said I’m an early bird, it’s 10 o’clock before I say a word. Baby, I can never tell, how do you sleep so well?

After the war, Levi becomes a creature of the night. His meticulous bedtime routine and eves of deep, restful slumber have become wrought with nightmares, teeming with the faces of everyone he’s ever loved having succumbed to their bitter ends. He’s forgone the tea, a relic of a previous era; he now prefers an amber liquid that stings on the way down. A balm that numbs, heavy bottomed glass filled only a quarter of the way. When he ventures beyond the confines of his home, he asks for the tippy top of the top shelf - Levi always takes his whiskey neat.

You know you don’t gotta pretend. Baby, now and then, don’t you just wanna wake up, dark as a lake, smelling like a bonfire, lost in a haze?

Some days, he’s lucky if he retires before the sunrise peeks over the hills and pulls itself up to the high point of the sky. Letters go unanswered, bookshelves less sparse as he fills the majority of his time with thick, leather-bound tomes. The newspaper has becomes the perfect kindling, headlines boasting peace negotiations melt and turn runny with the heat of the blaze. When Levi wakes each hazy afternoon, it’s with the lingering scent of bonfire strung about the atmosphere. His once grey eyes have turned deep, a color so sharpened it resembles the water on a lake just before the claps of thunder rumble and bring down swells of rain.

But while in this world, I think I’ll take my whiskey neat. My coffee black and my bed at three.

He knows he won’t live forever. He’s not at all interested. At this point, he’s pleading for the same sweet release from the world he afforded Erwin. Levi has spent so much time dwelling in the night, the darkness is threatening to become him. Then, you show up, one damp afternoon. Modest sundress, two small bags, a green ribbon tying back your hair. The glow you emanate is too much for him. He wants to be angry, filled with a rage so intense it convinces you to leave running in the midst of the spring storm, ribbon flying behind you. The pit in his stomach solidifies when he can’t bring himself to be irate, softened by the cold flush of your cheeks and the sheepishness of your smile as you stand, delicate in his doorway.

You’re too sweet for me, you’re too sweet for me.

At first, your presence does nothing to alter his routine. You rise with the sun, the first blinks of morning are spent brewing a sweet coffee in his kitchen, silent save the chattering of the birds. The dregs of his previous evening’s fire catching in the wind and mingling with the scent of bitter coffee grounds. Levi rises long after the sun has hit it’s peak, emerging in loose slacks and a half undone shirt, the sleeves rolled. You cross paths only briefly, while he pours his glass of amber whiskey and you prepare your cup of evening tea. A silent understanding has occurred - you can stay, if you don’t intervene. So you read in the overgrown garden, take your coffee with milk and two sugars, visit the bookstore, the seamstress down the block from the town’s main square, and worry about him only when you are tipping over the ledge into sleep.

But who wants to live forever, babe? You treat your mouth as if it's Heaven's gate.

The first change is subtle: tea leaves are disappearing faster than you’re brewing them; you know he’s dipping into the store after you retire each evening. Then, when the usual night terrors creep up again, plaguing your mind and leaving your lungs in a vice grip, the second change occurs. Levi waking and comforting you after a string of particularly violent dreams, a different sort of understanding passes when he murmurs, “I still see them, too.” You find him in your bed then, most mornings. Your routines still separate, bodies occupying different halves of the day for weeks. Coffee, bookstore, seamstress, reading, garden. It continues on, life in your solitary bubbles, except the brief overlapping in the early morning when your breaths mingle in the same space between your sleeping forms.

I wish that I could go along, babe, don't get me wrong.

The paradigm shifts once more when he begins to rouse the same time as you. A brief wave of shame washes over you as you realize he’s already awake, you cannot observe his closed eyes and smoothed forehead, the lines of his face set in peace, the soft parting of his lips, or the slow rise of his chest beneath the thin blankets. That morning, you show him how to make the coffee, and he grumbles after burning the first pot, squinting in the bright light. He notices you smiling out of the corner of his eye and something rattles around in his chest. You add three sugars to your cup. He accompanies you to both the bookstore and the seamstress, his silent presence a new comfort. Levi wants to ask why you chose him, chose his home, when there are happier and more accommodating friends, current or former members of the 104th. There’s no doubt in his mind that you’d be better off with someone like Mikasa, in her quiet cottage by the sea. Even Jean and Pieck, or hell, Reiner and his family.

You're bright as the morning, as soft as the rain.

Within a few months, Levi’s world has changed. It’s brighter, fuzzy around the edges. There’s a few sundresses in the closet of his room, a growing stack of books on his dresser. A knit shawl is draped over the chair in the living room; and the guest bed hasn’t been used in several weeks. He lets her brew the coffee in the morning, his palate now well suited for the taste, and takes chrysanthemum tea in the evenings. The garden has a bench now, front row to the beds of geranium, lavender, and snapdragon. When you smile at him through the kitchen window, an understanding dawns on him, an awakening blooms inside of him. He’s seen this look before, many times; over a shared water jug during an expedition, sleepy and exhausted over a fire surrounded by their comrades, during meetings with military leadership, after the battle of heaven and earth, and on the day you were assigned to his squad. You would never go to Mikasa’s, or to Jean and Pieck, even Reiner, or anyone else. He would never let you.

Pretty as a vine, as sweet as a grape.

The first touch of morning is chill, a breeze dancing its way through the open window, sheet gathered at his waist as Levi rouses from sleep. He hears your hums from the kitchen and swings his feet over the bed. He’s drawn to you like bees are to flowers, cloying aroma and sunlight and all things good. Forgoing the tie of his robe, he begins purposeful strides down the hall. Then, you’re there, back turned and hair down. The hem of your pale nightgown sways as you wait for the pour of coffee, glowing in the sunrise, hands over your upper arms to stave off the late summer air. You’re lost in a daydream. Levi comes to stand behind you, listening to the melody you hum quietly. The deprecating, nagging voice he contends with daily in his mind is quieted - it’s just you now; always you.

If you could sit in a barrel, maybe I’d wait.

It’s quiet when he slides an arm around your waist, body warm and flushed. It’s quiet when you turn in his hold, meeting his grey gaze with lingering surprise and pink cheeks. It’s quiet as he pulls you in closer still, hands coming up to rest on his chest. Quiet, as Levi brushes his forehead against yours, eyes closed, fingers flexing in their hold of you. Completely silent, as he tilts your chin up, up, up, and brushes his lips with yours. The taste of you nothing like he had ever dreamed, and oh, had he dreamed. When you push up onto your toes to deepen the pressure, sigh into his mouth, his black bitter heart nearly bursts through his chest.

Until that day…

And when he takes you shortly after, coffee long forgotten, limbs so tangled it’s near impossible to discern where you end and Levi begins, lips parted and dewy with sweat and each other; he can only think of the sweetness this life has afforded him in you, how the bitterness of his past has made way for this belonging.. well. There’s truly no such thing as too sweet, is there?

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[m-jelly]

The seat groaned a little at your slow and teasing movements. Before you was CEO Levi's desk and his locked office door. Behind you were huge glass windows showing the city. The loving hands of your boyfriend glided across your body, one massaged your breast as the other gripped your hip.

Consumed by pleasure, you leaned your head back and tapped it against Levi's shoulder. Making love to your powerful CEO boyfriend in his office chair was so naughty and yet so sensual. You reached back and pushed your fingers into his soft hair and tugged causing him to grunt.

Levi opened his mouth and bit down on the crook of your neck before sucking. The heat that emitted from you intoxicated him. His thick and hard length was buried deep into you. Your walls were stretched around him and clenched his veiny shaft now and then. With every squeeze you gave him he grunted in delight.

It was becoming clear to him that you were teasing. All your movements were slow and you were clenching him tightly now and then. Levi knew you wanted him to dominate and take the lead. The role you were playing was a brat and he was going to play along.

His strong hand ran up your body to your neck. With a light grip, he held your neck and tilted your head to the side. "Brat." His breath was hot against your ear as he whispered. "Such a naughty brat. You're teasing."

You mewled at his grip. "Are you going to punish me?"

With his cock deep within you, he swiftly stood up and pushed you forward. A light thud came from you when you flopped chest first onto the desk. Levi gave your bare bum a firm spank making you buck and moan out loud. He spanked away and enjoyed how you mewled in delight.

"Let me teach you a little lesson." He growled.

He placed a firm hand on your shoulder and another on your hip. With controlled strength and power, he pumped himself against you hard and fast. You gripped the edge of the desk as your legs moved, but your toes didn't reach the floor. With eyes rolled back you were at Levi's mercy. Pleasure consumed you.

Levi released your shoulder and gripped your hand, so you knew he was there and loved you. All his papers and stationery dropped to the floor due to his passionate bucking into you. Every move he made was blissful for the two of you. The room became filled with a mixture of arousing noises from the slapping of your bodies to the creaking of the desk.

He dragged himself out of you, turned you onto your back and plunged deep into you. When the two of you came undone, he wanted to be face to face. With your arms wrapped around Levi, the two of you moved together as your hot breaths mixed together. As you longingly looked at each other, all you could think about was your love. His lips crashed against yours in a heated kiss.

Bodies rubbed together causing coils to tighten. Your toes clenched and a euphoric cry escaped you. Levi's strong hand slapped against the edge of the desk before gripping it. He plunged deep into you as he poured ribbons of his seed into you. A shiver of pleasure ran through him as his high tingled his body.

A sweet smile spread over your lips. "I love you, Levi."

Levi smiled at you, his heart consumed with adoration and love for you. He was dedicated to you for eternity, you were the woman he loved, you were the woman he would marry. You were his, no one else's.

He purred your name. "I love you."

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[adevilsmuse]

Levi Ackerman x Fem! Reader

cw: 18+, breeding kink, unprotected sex, dirty talk

Levi’s mind had been plagued with thoughts of his mortality, having witnessed almost everyone he cared for’s demise; he was all too aware it could be him next. He craved a legacy, for his own blood to enjoy the peace he fought so hard for. Not just that, but the thought of you plump with his child had the beat of his heart inclining to such an extent that he could hardly concentrate on anything else. It had been on his mind for weeks, the fantasy possessing his very being every single time he looked at you.

One night when he’s buried deep inside of you, lay between your thighs and rutting into your heat; he realises he can’t keep it contained any longer. It’s the way you’re looking at him, eyes hazy with adoration and lust as your arch yourself into him, whimpering his name lewdly and cutting small moon crescents into his shoulders with your nails.

“Y/N,” He grunts between two particularly harsh thrusts, his gaze boring into you intensely as his jaw tightens. Levi’s struggling to formulate the words, growling at the filthy thoughts swimming through his brain while the urge to fill you up gets stronger and stronger with each snap of his hips, “I- Can I? Shit.” He looks away, cheeks flushing and a look of shame falling over his features.

It’s clear to you that’s something is troubling him, the fingers scratching at his shoulder blades trailing around to hold his jaw, turning his face back to yours. His thrusts slow when your eyes meet, that fire burning in his iris’ flaming within your very being. You ask him to elaborate with your gaze, bringing your lips to his collar bone briefly before catching his steely orbs again with your own.

“I want…I want a child Y/N, I want us to have a child.” You’ve never seen his features so intense, a seriousness to his tone that stills the movements of your hips grinding up into his. It’s something you’ve always wanted but Levi had never mentioned, your heart swells at the confession and your core flushes. Speechless, you grind up into him, earning a lustful hiss from Levi as you nod, a smile teasing at your lips.

His expression flares at your reaction and you feel him throb inside of you. A growl rumbles low in his chest and he plants his hands either side of your face, thrusting into you deeply. Not once does he avert his gaze from yours, the intensity of his stare burning straight between your legs and only heightening your own ecstasy. “Gonna, mm- Gonna fucking breed you. Yeah? You’d love that wouldn’t you?”

Levi shifts his weight to one arm, the other snaking downwards. He applies pressure on your lower stomach, using his thumb to rub circles on your clit. You see stars, mumbling out curses and praises that you’re not even sure make sense. Feeling the knot in your stomach tighten, you start grinding up into his thumb and the extra friction has Levi a moaning mess, brows furrowing and his lip pulled between his teeth.

His thrusts are relentless, pushing you closer and closer to your climax. “My pretty girls gonna look so fucking good with my baby in her belly,” He murmurs mostly to himself, tilting his head and shifting his hips so he can fuck you even deeper. Levi’s drunk on the thought of filling you up, mind hazed and dazed with the intoxication of the thought.

“Want me to fill you up good? - Oh fuck…”You notice his hips begin to stutter, signalling him nearing his peak; you are too, spiralling towards euphoria with every movement of his hips. He applies more pressure to your clit and that’s it, your back arches up into him, blinding flashes of white filling your vision as you leave reality for the duration of your orgasm.

Levi can’t take his eyes off of you, hips snapping animalistically into your heat while he grunts, groans and cries your name. Chasing his own orgasm while he watches yours dissipate; he lets out a particularly loud moan when he releases inside of you, not slowing his rhythm in the slightest as he makes sure you take each and every drop of his cum.

You come back to earth as he’s finishing, looking up at him and revelling in the crazed looked in his eyes, obsessive and infatuated. Once his breathing has evened out and you can no longer feel him throbbing inside of you, you move slightly as if to shift away from him length. His hand grabs roughly at your waist and he clicks his tongue, shaking his head.

“You think I’m done? Tch,” He smirks, chuckling darkly and pressing a kiss to your forehead before slamming into you once again, “Baby, that was only the beginning.”

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[crippledwithrage]

To everyone jumping to write a fanfic about post war levi, please take notes.

● His leg was crushed. Don't write that he's able bodied after some rest.

● do your research on how using a mobility aid changes your way of life. From accessibility to social interactions.

● he may not have been keen to the idea of using a chair.

● he may have had episodes regarding being trapped in a hospital bed

● don't you fucking dare draw another hospital issue wheelchair. Draw custom ones. There are plenty of types and references. From manual to electric depending on the era

● becoming able bodied shouldn't be the goal. There's no getting better with that injury. Stop trying to cure him.

● ffs research how spicy scenes are written for wheelchair users. It's not the same for everyone.

● he may be an ambulatory chair user.

● physical therapy and stretches.

● if you're writing that he's depressed ab being disabled, don't villainize the disabled community or the disability.

● lastly, walking for convenience is not an option. If you can't imagine how a scene would go without him walking, don't write it.

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[levispersonalslave]

Again? You sighed as you listened to your boss scolding you. You hadn't even done anything wrong, it was your attitude that got you into this mess. You crossed your arms, waiting for your boss to stop talking. Once he was finally done, he left you sitting in your office by yourself.

You immediately took out your phone, opening your text messages. You noticed a notification from Levi, one that read, “Hey, angel. How's work?”

You let out yet another exhausted sigh, typing a response back, “Horrible. I'll be home soon, though.”

Levi, reading your response, frowned in concern. He placed his phone down on the bedside table and cracked his knuckles, thinking of what he could do to cheer you up. He went into the kitchen, opening the freezer and taking out a tray of chicken breast. This will do for now, he thought to himself as he left it out to defrost. A romantic dinner should be enough to lift your mood by even a little, right? He wasn't good with romance, but he was more than willing to do anything in his power to keep his princess happy.

He went about pan-searing the chicken, chopping up the green onion, and boiling the pasta. Chicken parmesan should be enough for the two of you. By the time he was done, the table and atmosphere was as romantic as it could get. He looked at his hard work, proud of himself for being able to do something like this. He quickly went into the bathroom, readying a warm bath with rosewater for you to get into once you came home from work. As for now, he'd have to wait until you did.

The moment he heard your keys jingling inside the keyhole, he perked up and rushed to greet you at the door.

As you walked in, you were greeted by his strong arms wrapping around your waist, along with the gentle glow of candlelight, a table adorned with your favorite flowers, and the enticing aroma of a specially prepared meal. Soft music filled the room, creating a haven where the weight of your day dissipates, replaced by the warmth of his thoughtful gesture.

He looked at you, giving you a small, fond smile as he spoke, “You had a bad day, so I decided to do something that might cheer you up... Do you like it?”

You looked at him, your lips curving up into a wide smile as you eagerly nodded, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug, “I love it!”

He let out a soft chuckle, pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek, “I'm glad to hear that, angel,” He said as he slowly slid your coat down your shoulders and led you to the table.

The softly lit, intimate setting with flickering candles casting a warm glow had your heart soaring. The table adorned with fine linens and delicate flowers. The air carried the aroma of gourmet cuisine, made by your loving boyfriend of course, with soft music played in the background, creating a perfect atmosphere for a romantic dinner. He pulled back your chair, letting you sit down first before he leaned down and pecked your cheek. He sat across from you, his cheek resting on the palm of his hand. His other hand gently held yours, the calming and romantic setting adding to the moment.

“I love you, angel,” He murmured in a soft voice, gazing at you fondly. His soothing voice enhanced the enchanting conversation and shared smiles between two smitten hearts, your hands interlocked together as they would be for the rest of your lives.

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[woooyeahbaby]

Happy Birthday, Levi

warnings: 18+, afab reader but no gender is really said, little to no plot (pretty much straight to the sex), it’s mentioned that you both celebrate christmas like once and it isn’t a big deal, levi calls you “love”, i haven’t written smut in quite a while so this could possibly the worst thing you’ve ever read, unprotected sex, cunnilingus (pussy eating), levi finishes inside, i think that’s it for warnings but please tell me if there’s something else you think deserves a warning!

quick note: this is lowkey rushed cuz honestly it never crossed my mind that i could do this til now and it’s currently 11:47pm dec 24. and this will take me a few hours. so. (update after finishing writing this, it’s 2:16am. i did take breaks though.)

wc: 1.6k

you’d been pampering levi all day, making him tea, and giving him presents (both for his birthday and christmas). so his last present from you was both expected and unexpected.

it started with a somewhat innocent kiss, that was only supposed to last for a few seconds. but a few seconds turned into a makeout session, which lead to the bedroom…

which rather quickly escalated to him taking your clothes off of you, rather messily since he didn’t want to disconnect from the kiss so he couldn’t quite see what he was doing. eventually of course he had to so he could get your shirt off, and he figured while you two were taking a breather he’d take his own off.

he was about to go back to the kiss when he caught your eyes on his toned chest, making him smile softly. that was a rare sight, even as his partner, but when you see it it’s damn attractive.

“like what you see, huh?” levi asks teasingly as he catches you ogling him. you feel your face get hot due to being slightly embarrassed.

“i wouldn’t be in bed with you right now if i didn’t.” you laugh, your gaze returning to his eyes.

“i’m certainly glad you do then.” his voice is husky as he speaks, a chuckle leaving his lips after his sentence just to add onto his sexiness.

levi’s lips return to yours, but now the both of you are simply in your undergarments. as you make out, levi reaches around your back to unclasp your bra; something he’s mastered over the years of being with you. of course, before he met you he didn’t even really understand what they were for.

now that there was nothing covering your chest, he had to start feeling you up. one hand remained on your waist while the other ventured up to your breasts. he gave one a firm squeeze, earning a soft moan against his lips from you.

your noises only encouraged him further, now gently pinching one of your nipples between his index finger and thumb. he did this specifically because he knew exactly what high pitched sounds would make their way out of your mouth.

as much as levi doesn’t want to, he pulls away from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting from your lips to his. it only made him harder to see that despite his usual dislike for messy things.

he gently tugs on the hem of your panties, simply hooking his index finger in them.

“may i take these off?” he questions through heavy breathing, making eye contact with you as he speaks.

“it’s your birthday, levi. you can do whatever you’d like to me.” you have to fight back a smirk as you say this, knowing exactly what it’d do to him.

“fuck, i love when you say stuff like that.” he sighs, nearly ripping your underwear as he pulls them down your legs.

you simply giggle, watching as he tosses your panties on the floor. he carefully pushes you onto your back, now kneeling between your legs on the bed. his strong arms grab your ankles, putting them over his shoulders. you notice he still hasn’t taken his briefs off, which means he isn’t even going to fuck you yet…

it’s his birthday and he still wants to treat you first.

you barely have a second to smile about it before he’s lowering his head down to your pussy, his tongue teasing around your clit. was he really doing this for his own pleasure? why else would he tease you like this?

“hnng— levi, y’don’t have to do this.. supposed to be your day…” you gasp out, your hand immediately moving to his hair. you try your best not to pull it too hard.

after a few more seconds of licking, he looks up at you. “you said i could do what i wanted. are you complaining?”

“nonono, not at all. i was just a little.. worried.” you shake your head almost frantically at that, since you’d never really complain with his head between your legs…

“well then.” levi then returns to his previous activity, listening to you cry out as he does so.

your thighs are fighting to close around his head, the pleasure of his tongue flicking against you at a mean pace just being unbearably good. his strong hands grab onto your thighs, forcing them to stay put all while his tongue isn’t even close to letting up.

this only turns you on further, your head tossing back as a breathy moan is released from your lips. this is like music to levi’s ears. it only makes him want to bring you even more pleasure, so that’s exactly what he does.

still moving his tongue against your clit, he brings his middle finger to your hole, slowly inserting it as to not hurt you. your plan to not pull his hair too hard is immediately discarded once he does this, a harsh tug on his dark hair surprising him.

“sorrysorrysorry— holy shittt,” you whine, trying to keep your breathing in check despite what’s happening.

levi decides to give his jaw a break and brings his head back up, however still thrusting his finger in and out of you.

“no need to apologize, love, i’m just making you feel good, yeah?” you swear he’s trying to kill you with that handsome smirk on his face as he says this.

“you’re too fucking hot for your own good, le— ah, shit — levi…” your struggle to form a proper sentence without moaning definitely arouses him further.

“fuck, was trying to give you something first but you’re too damn sexy not to fuck you.” he gently pulls his finger out of you, sucking your arousal from his finger immediately.

you merely whimper, watching as he takes his briefs off. you can’t help but bite your lip when you see his thick cock standing nice and hard just for you. no matter how many times you see it, it never fails to amaze and arouse you.

“think you’re ready? sorry, love, i know there wasn’t much prep but—”

“levi, it’s totally fine, please.” you almost feel embarrassed at how whiny that came out, but you can tell levi loved it.

“don’t have to tell me twice.”

levi lets you wrap your legs around his waist as he lines up the tip of his dick with your entrance, getting your wetness on him so he would slide in easier. a soft groan escapes him as he slowly inserts himself, one hand firmly holding one of your thighs while the other holds the base of his cock.

said hand is now on your other thigh once he’s fully sheathed, allowing him to start his slow yet thorough pace. he must be extremely turned on, since you rarely hear him this vocal. almost every thrust you can hear a quiet grunt fall from his lips.

“god, you’re amazing.” levi mumbles, watching his dick disappear into you with each movement of his hips.

you can only reply with a whimper, especially since he sped up slightly. the sound of your skin slapping together was now louder and closer together, definitely disturbing to your neighbours.

despite him slowly getting faster and rougher, you could feel the passion. it felt like a healthy mix of fucking and making love, which is exactly what levi is going for right now.

“i love you so much, y/n. love you soso much,” he nearly sounds drunk with how his words slur together as he speaks, but you know it’s out of love.

“i love you too, levi, you’re so good to me.” you breathe, smiling ever so slightly. it would’ve been a bigger smile if you weren’t getting fucked so good right now.

“you’re so fuckin’ good to me too, lettin’ me do this on my birthday.. n’ you already took such g-good care of me.. this is just the cherry on top, huh?” it was strange hearing him this vocal during sex, but you sure as hell weren’t going to complain. especially not with the way his voice only got huskier and deeper with each word.

you can tell levi is getting closer to his climax with the way his thrusts get sloppier and a bit harsher, not the mention his grip on your thighs being nearly bruising. you weren’t far off either. he really knew how to treat you…

“y/n, y-y/n, gonna cum, gonna fuckin’ cum.. where d’you want it?” levi was practically growling as he asks this.

“in-inside is okay, or my chest if you want, ‘vi.” you pant, feeling tears form in your eyes with the intensity of it all.

like levi was going to miss his chance to finish inside of you.

he can’t help but let out a loud groan as he releases his seed as deep as he can reach in your pussy, his nails digging into the skin of your thighs. you came at the exact same time as him, just as he wanted. not that that was rare, though.

after a minute or two of catching your breath, he gently pulls out, not wanting to overstimulate you so soon. he grabs your ankles, freeing himself from the grasp of your legs around him.

levi can’t help but feel a little embarrassed to be softening in front of you, so he pulls on his briefs that had been long discarded. he stands next to the bed, looking down at you.

“need anything, love? water? help going to the bathroom?” levi offers sweetly, eyebrows furrowed in loving concern.

“mm, both, please…” you both laugh at your request, but of course he helps you up, letting you put most of your clothes back on before he helps you to the bathroom.

as he’s holding you up, you kiss his cheek softly, catching him by surprise.

“what was that for?”

“just sayin’ happy birthday.”

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[yorsgirl]

Grant me a wish

Levi Ackerman x Reader

Synopsis: In which, Levi takes it upon himself to fulfil that one wish of yours.

Trope: Angst, fluff, established relationship.

Warnings: Post Canon, implied nsfw, kissing, no mentions of y/n.

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: Nothing just me milking my daydream with this fine specimen of a man. Fuck you Isayama for making my man go through all that shit 😭 (jk, thank you for writing this amazing story for us)

Levi never said that he loved you.

In all the years you've spent with him neither did he once speak those three words. He never said those words while you were in the infirmary being treated for your broken ankle.

Neither had he ever urged you to skip any expedition nor did he push you away when you were adamant to fight this war alongside him.

Perhaps, his love is not to be heard. It's meant to be felt.

It was felt when you were the first one he looked for after every expedition. It was felt when he'd ask you to stay back for training. It was felt he himself strapped the harness of your ODM before an expedition. It was felt that after submitting the paperwork he'd take a trip to your room. It was felt when he told you about his past; revealing each and every darkest secret as you shared a cup of tea under the starlight. To know the hands which caressed your form every night with tenderness were the same hands stained with the red of death.

Amidst this never-ending war, the concept of a blooming romance was like a far-fetched dream. And there was a hint of fear. Fear of you suffering the same fate as everyone he loved.

For everyone he loved had been taken away one way or another.

.

It wasn't on any special day that it happened.

The air was humid and you could hear the crickets chirping outside your window. The sun was setting down the horizon slowly when Levi asked you that question.

"They died for us..." He had said, gazing out the window before shifting his form towards you.

"Would you live with me for the rest of my life?"

There was no bit of hesitation on his face but you could sense a subtle hint of fear when his voice turned heavy. Fear of what might be your answer. It wasn't a question on impulse or one of reassurance you had answered previously.

He didn't kneel before you nor did he voice out any of his feelings. It was a question, as simple as that. Yet, it was the most important he had ever asked of you.

When you didn't answer for long, he was prepared to apologize as his shoulders slumped down. But before he could conjure those words, your lips met his. It was unlike any other kisses you had shared until that day. Your lips didn't move against his, it stayed like a touch of a petal.

It was a kiss to shush him from wringing an apology (what was there to even apologize for), one to convey your answer.

He brought out a ring from his pocket. Nothing fancy, just a silver band on first inspection. In the second look, you found his initials engraved on the backside. He slid it on your finger without any further ado.

Next, he had passed you another identical ring and forwarded his hand to you. You found your initials engraved on its backside as he urged you to put it on him.

"I could only afford this." He confessed, meeting your gaze. There was a subtle disappointment lingering in his voice. He could have gotten you something more intricately crafted or one made of a more valuable metal.

You offered a soft smile, intertwining your fingers with his. The pad of his thumb rubbed circles upon your knuckles, the silver ring glinted as the sunlight reflected on it.

Only if he knew, you needed no ring for you had him by your side.

.

Each step towards the altar was a step-down memory lane.

Clad in a black suit, similar to the one he had worn to all the meetings in the survey corps. You always told him he looked like some nobleman wearing such an outfit.

You noticed the slight change in demeanor when he saw you walking down the aisle in your white dress and a bouquet of white lilies. He was standing before the priest; waiting for your arrival.

That caused a frown. His knee was still damaged and from the medical reports, he needed to rest it as much as possible. You remember repeatedly chiding him to use the wheelchair but his stubbornness was evident. You were sure to give him an earful after this was over.

You never took Levi as the one to want a traditional wedding ceremony. You were sure he'd want to just sign the papers in court and be done with it. That's what you thought. 

Until he asked you to pick a dress and a location. Informing you he had sent word to your union to the needful people. So you did, chose a dress to your liking and the spot which held both of your memories—the survey corps headquarters.

Walking between all the guests you reached him. A lot of guests weren't present to witness this matrimony. Only his remaining squad and the queen made a graceful appearance with her daughter - Ymir. But they were your family. The very family with whom you had fought a war alongside. The ones who held witness to your laughs and tears, who had your back through thick and thin.

A family brought together by tragedy.

Levi helped you up the stairs, offering his hand which you took gratefully. Standing before him, all the doubts that plagued your mind previously faded into thin air. There were no regrets, no second guesses, no jitters, nothing except the love you held for him. Looking back, there were a lot of things he didn't say but his actions conveyed proof of those unspoken words.

Everything felt right when you looked into his eyes.

A sense of tranquillity settled on you. Your loud heartbeat seized to a comforting pace when he held your hand. Gazing at you with no bit of hesitance whatsoever. There was a ghost of a smile adorning his lips.

He never looked more beautiful than now.

====

"Grant me a wish, Levi."

"What kind?"

"To speak of your honest feelings when the right day comes."

====

You were the strongest in his eyes.

Humanity's strongest soldier, they called him. He carried loads of expectations behind his back; and carried the hopes and dreams of every soldier who gave up their life for this cause. For a chance at freedom which was so valiantly fought for till the end.

And now, he stood before you. You, the woman who stuck by his side till the end. To not keep a distance when he revealed his vulnerabilities and shared about the darkness residing in him. Quite the contrary, you closed the distance into an embrace.

Surreal to know, you were here and not some vision in the air. You were here, right before him. And this war was over. The bloodshed, the death, the conflicts, everything was over. Hence now, he decided to live. Live a life with you which you used to speak about. A normal life.

He honestly didn't know what the future held. Neither was he aware of how this decision will turn out. He never had but he knew if you were with him; he'd figure it out.

The priest's voice reached his ears.

"State your vows."

Vows. He was never vocal about his intentions. Not the one to make sweet, empty promises. But here, he wished to say something which he always meant to express.

He took a deep breath, clutching your hand tightly in his. Each syllable of your name rolled off his mouth in an agonizing slow pattern.

And after a long time, he saw tears slide down your eyes. For once, these tears were not of sorrow but of happiness. The absolute bliss to hear him speak of his feelings for you. He granted your wish on this very day.

Those words...

"I'll always be yours."

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[romantichomicide95]

- levi ackerman -

drabble prompt # 7- “why didn’t you say how bad it was?”

"You idiot," Levi muttered under his breath. He was beyond frustrated, how could you let this happen? How could he let this happen.

You winced as the medic prodded at your wounded arm, causing a fresh wave of pain to shoot through your body. Levi's eyes narrowed as he watched your reaction, his jaw clenched tightly.

It started on your latest expedition, you’d been fighting a particularly vicious Titan when it managed to get its hands on you. Levi, of course, was able to kill it before it could really crush you, or worse, eat you. Unfortunately it still left a hefty amount of damage, damage you kept from your worried boyfriend. So here you were, laid out and injured in your room getting bandaged up.

Once the medics left you alone, Levi was unable to suppress his frustration any longer, "Why the hell didn't you speak up about how bad it was?" he demanded, his eyes narrowing. "I can't protect you if you keep important shit like this from me."

You looked up at him. His steel blue eyes bore into yours, and you could see the worry etched into his features. Taking a deep breath, you tried to respond, your voice slightly strained.

“I...I didn't want to worry you," you admitted, a weak smile forming on your lips. "I knew you had enough on your plate."

“Don't be stupid!” his voice had an edge to it, his frustration evident in his tone. You couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt at his words. You knew that Levi was already burdened with the weight of the war and the responsibilities of being Captain. On top of that he held the title of “humanity’s strongest soldier”. The last think you wanted was to add to his worries.

“But Levi, I know how much you have to deal with, I didn't want to add to your stress. There’s no need to worry.”

Levi let out a frustrated sigh, his eyes never leaving yours. "Seriously? You think I don't worry about you? That I don't care about your well-being?"

You felt a mix of emotions wash over you. On one hand, it felt nice to hear how much your boyfriend cared about you, but on the other hand, you hated the thought of burdening him further.

“It’s not that, Levi," you tried to sit up in bed but Levi’s stern gaze kept you in place.

“Stay put," he said firmly, his voice leaving no room for argument. "You need to rest."

You sighed, realizing that there was no use in trying to fight his orders. You settled back onto the bed, giving him a defeated nod. "Alright, fine. But please, Levi, understand that I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to add to the list of things you already have on your plate.”

Levi approached the bed, his footsteps heavy. He sat down on the edge of the bed, his tone carrying a hint of frustration. "Do you think I can't handle it? That I can't handle taking care of you? You're dead wrong."

“I never said you couldn't handle it, Levi," you retorted. “It’s not about that. I just…I hate feeling this way. You’re more capable than me and I don’t want to burden you by getting in the way.”

Levi's brows furrowed, frustration mixing with concern. “Listen, you stubborn brat," he said, his voice firm. "You're not burdening me. If something happened to you…” his voice cut off for a second as he looked away, “Just tell me next time. Don’t hide shit from me.”

You could see the genuine worry in Levi's eye. His words slowly start to sink in, “You're right, Levi," you admitted, your voice quieter now. "I shouldn't have kept it from you. We're a team, and that means being honest with each other."

Levi's gaze met yours again, his features slightly less hardened. “Good. Keeping things from me doesn’t do either of us any good. I do care about you, you’re important to me.”

A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips. You reached out and gently took his hand, squeezing it. "I know. I’m sorry. I love you and I promise I’ll do better.”

Levi looked at you. He didn't say anything for a moment, his grip on your hand tightening. Then, he leaned in closer, “You better," he replied, giving you a stern look "Because if you ever hide something like this from me again, I won't be held responsible for what I do."

You chuckled softly. "I'll keep that in mind, Captain," you teased.

Levi rolled his eyes. "Just don't forget it," he muttered, his fingers tracing over the bandages on your arm. "I can't protect you if you don't let me."

You leaned in closer, resting your head against his. "I know, Levi," you whispered. "And I appreciate everything you do for me."

Levi wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer to him. He didn't need to say anything else, because his actions spoke for themselves. Showing you how much Levi Ackerman truly did love you.

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