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the-traveling-poet · 5 months

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hiiii i adore your writing!!! if you still do accept requests, i’d like it if you could write a something where reader who’s levi’s wife and also second in command and levi are in a meeting and she gets disrespected by another member of the special operation squad. and levi says something like “talk to my wife with respect or you’re talking with me instead”

Respect

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Commander Erwin had just given the order for the S.O.S. to take Eren Jeager to the old HQ building; to run tests and keep him out of the public eye.

As Captain Levi’s second in command, and trusted wife, it was your responsibility to help with plotting out the next moves for the titan boy’s training and safety over the next two weeks.

This sudden act of taking charge doesn’t sit well with those who don’t know your relation with the Captain.

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Pairings: Husband!Levi x Wife!Reader

Warnings: s2, language

taglist: @21aurora @deepzombieyouth @braunsbabe

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A/N: ofc anon, and thank you so much! I had way too much fun writing Protective!Levi. Sorry for the wait!

As always if anything written doesn’t fit your preferences, I’ll happily rewrite.

Enjoy~

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“So! We’ve got some things to discuss.” You stated cheerily as you took a seat at the head of the table. Before you sat your fellow squad mates, all lounging about on the wooden chairs as they ate and drank with your newest member, Eren Jeager.

There had been a lot of turmoil throughout the ranks, as well as the masses, about the new Scout. A titan shifter; the first of his kind. Under Commander Erwin’s command, you’d followed after your Captain all the way from Trost, where the boy was being held, to the abandoned fortress of the original Survey Corps Headquarters. While hiding out here, it was your mission to learn more about this situation surrounding the young teen and find ways to apply it to the betterment of humanity. As well as the furthering of information previously gathered about the titans, much to Captain Hange’s delight.

As Levi’s second in command, you’d done all that you could to both follow orders and console the poor adolescent to the best of your abilities during these trying times. But recently, with all the work piling up for your dear Captain, you’d started to take on a more leading role within the squad rather than continuing to be the nurturing figure of the group.

Of course this was approved by your loving husband. While he helped take care of matters more political, you stepped in to handle more of the hands on matters. It worked out perfectly, you thought; you could help humanity and your husband by taking a stand. By no means were you a Captain yourself, but with your skill in taking charge, you might as well have been lately.

Organizing a stack of papers in your hands, you met the eyes of each of your squad members with a smile. With a quick reassuring nod to Eren, you began.

“Captain Hange has been given permission to start experimenting with Eren’s shifting abilities. We’ll be riding out tomorrow further into the countryside to keep out of the eyes of the public. Both for safety and privacy. I’ve mapped out a suitable place for us to practice and train Jeager while Captain Levi is away on business with the Commander, so by this time tomorrow I’ll need you all saddled up and ready to head out. We’ll start off slowly; just a couple hours out on the countryside to take notes and try out a few ideas Hange has written out for me.”

You slid a paper filled with Hange’s messy scrawling towards the center of the table for everyone to see while you sifted through your other handwritten notes.

“After that, we’ll return here by noon for a quick lunch before checking in with Captain.”

“Any other orders, Captain?” Oulo drawled out lazily, shooting you a look from the far end of the table.

“Captain?” You questioned with a tilt of your head.

“Might as well address you as such if yer gonna be givin out orders like one.” He continued on, now sitting up straight in his chair and lifting a teacup to his lips awkwardly.

“I-I’m only trying to stand in and help. Captain Levi’s been kept really busy lately, and as his second in command-“

“As you never fail to remind us. We’ve worked together for ages, Y/N.” Oulo’s comment left you speechless, suddenly feeling nervous as the center of attention.

“Knock it out, Oulo. She’s just trying to help.” Petra mumbled, keeping her eyes trained on her half eaten plate.

“Busy or not, I don’t see what gives her the right to order us around as if she chose this squad herself!” Oulo clicked his tongue in annoyance, shooting you another pointed look.

“Who among us placed you in charge of these operations anyhow?”

Unsure how to respond, you glanced down at your neatly stacked papers and fiddled with them nervously.

“Listen, I’m just trying to give Levi a hand-“

“Levi? You mean Captain Levi? Don’t disrespect him with informalities!” Oulo’s eyes widened in surprise and he took a stand, looking around at his fellow squad mates. Mentally cursing yourself for the slip up, you shook your head and tried to present a more stern expression.

“Oulo. I was asked to take this position in Captain Levi’s stead. I’ll be damned if I disregard orders due to a disagreement in the squad I’m to co-lead for now.”

“Orders from whom, L/N?” Oulo questioned in disbelief.

The door behind you creaked open, making you pause in your retort.

“Those orders would come from me, Bozado.”

Turning in your chair, you came face to face with Captain Levi himself. He hadn’t acknowledged you yet, instead settling for shooting a glare your comrade’s way. Oulo dropped his attitude immediately, bringing his arms up into a crips salute.

“Captain! I was under the impression you were out on business with the Commander!” He spluttered, going slightly red in the face.

“I was on my way to do just that, when an annoying conversation happened to catch my ear.” Levi took a step forward and placed his hands onto the back of your chair. Shooting you a quick reassuring look, he turned his attention to his squad.

“I’m the one to put Y/N in charge while I’m gone. If you’ve got a problem with that, then you’ve got a problem with my judgment. Care to elaborate on your issues, Bozado?” Leci raised his chin slightly, a silent challenge for the younger man to keep running his mouth. Gulping hard, Oulo tightened his salute.

“N-no sir! It’s just…We’re accustomed to taking orders from our Captain, not the second in command.”

“Well you’d all better get used to it. Cause if you’ve got a problem with my wife, then you’ve got a personal problem with me.” Levi threatened coldly, taking a moment to look each member of his squad dead in the eyes as they turned their attention elsewhere in fear.

All color drained from Oulo’s face, and his arms dropped to his sides. “W-wife?” he nearly whispered, shaky eyes shooting glances between the two of you.

“Yes, wife.” Levi’s tone was dangerously low as he removed his grip from the back of your chair. Walking around you, he stopped by your side and spared you another look. His eyes softened immediately as he searched your face for any sign of discomfort. Finding none, as you never felt any in your husband’s presence, he spared you a fleeting smile with his back turned to his squad.

“You’re doing wonderfully, love. I trust you to lead them for a bit while I’m gone. I’ll return soon.”

Much to everyone’s immense shock, he sealed his whispeded promise with a soft kiss to your parted lips, taking a moment to savor the blissful contact before he pulled away and faced his squad once more. His expression was back to being cold and calculating as he considered his next words carefully.

“I’ll be on my way now; but if I find out any of you dare speak to Y/N like this again, you’ll be speaking with me. Understood?”

Everyone nodded their heads in immediate understanding, shifting their gazes rapidly between the two of you.

“Good. Now; follow Y/N as you would me. I’ll be back tomorrow.”

With that Levi spun on his heel and strode out of the room, leaving the levels of tension in the room much higher than when he first entered. Gulping nervously, Oulo silently took a seat and barely managed to shoot you a more apologetic look.

“You never told us you were married…Married to him of all.”

Purposefully fidgeting with your wedding band, you offered him a small smile. “I suppose it just never came up. Perhaps or perhaps not per his request. But either way, we are heading out tomorrow morning for experimental training. And you heard my husband; no bullshit, and this will all go over smoothly according to plan.”

“Y-yes ma’am,” Oulo stammered out, averting his gaze after a swift smack to the back of the head from a scolding Petra. Grinning to yourself, you watched on in amusement as slowly but surley the atmosphere returned to its usual calm nature.

Catching Eren’s awestruck look, you shot him a sly wink of encouragement. Though you would most definitely miss your lover from your time apart, tomorrow would certainly prove to be fun.

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pitchsidestories · 6 months

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Welcome to New York II Ali Krieger x Reader

"Everybody here was someone else before And you can want who you want Boys and boys and girls and girls." Welcome To New York, Taylor Swift

masterlist I word count: 2901

The first thing you thought as you spotted Ali Krieger standing on the steps of the Metropolitan Museum was that this could have been a scene from a romantic comedy. A warm smile played on the defender’s lips while she had two cups of coffees in her hands:” Hi.” “Hi. Is this one for me or do you just need a lot of caffeine today”, you asked her teasingly.

Amused she shook her head: “No, the second one is for you. Ocean and Sloane let me sleep long enough today.” “Oh, lucky for me. Thank you so much.”, you answered grateful for her thoughtfulness. Still smiling Ali handed you your coffee: “You’re welcome.” Nervously you put a string of your hair behind your ear: “I hope you didn’t wait too long for me.” As much as you loved this city, the public transport was against you coming punctually to your coffee date with the equally busy soccer player today. Kindly she waved at you:” No, I didn’t. Do you want to keep standing here or walk around?” “Let’s walk around a bit.”, you decided.

Side by side you started walking, clearing her throat Ali admitted with a shy grin: “Alright. To be honest, I’m so glad Jason Sudeikis introduced us to each other at my last league game party.” “Oh, me too. Trust me. It was nice to get a look inside a soccer team.”, you agreed with her. Curiously the older woman looked at you:” As inspiration for your upcoming leading role in the female ted lasso spin off?” “You can never have enough inspiration. And to be honest, I’m a bit of a perfectionist, so I want to portray my role as realistically as possible.”, you declared slightly blushing.

Playfully the defender pouted: “Oh, and I hoped you were really interested in me as a person and not only in the soccer player part of my personality.” “Not at all. I think the soccer player part is impressive but it’s not the most interesting part about you.”, you told her. “Oh really?” The blush on your cheeks intensified: “Maybe your good looks were also a part of it.” “And the glasses of wine we shared.", she winked at you. This comment made you chuckle:” I can only say that they definitely kept the conversation going.”

“Not only that.”, Ali added grinning hinting at what happened as the night turned over into the early morning, the time in which the never sleeping city was buzzing with life and excitement and the sexual attraction between you could not been denied any longer. “Ali!”

“What? It’s true.”, the football player shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. You scoffed: “You’re terrible.” “Yes, but you don’t mind it.”, she observed. Laughing you confessed: “Actually, I kinda like it.” “I can tell.”, Ali nodded satisfied. “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be.”, the defender whispered. Elegantly you changed the topic: “It’s really beautiful today. The weather is perfect.”

Ali let her gaze wander over the autumnal scenery of the Central Park. The yellowing leaves were contrasting against the blue sky. “Agreed. New York in fall is stunning.“, she smiled. “It is.“, you agreed, taking in the crisp air. “Have you always lived in New York?“, Ali asked, genuine curiosity on her face. You shook your had and admitted; “Actually, no.“ The football players eyebrows knotted together; “No?“ With a sigh, your gaze dropped down to the fallen leaves on the ground; “Although I wished…“ “Tell me about it…“, Ali implored.

“Actually, I grew up in a conservative midwestern town.“, you started to explain. The defender grimaced, understanding the implication; “Oh. I’m sorry.“ “So coming to New York as a young adult did feel liberating in every way.“, you continued with a sad smile. Ali sipped on her coffee; “You know, a lot of my team mates who are queer had similar experiences.“ “Similar to some of my acting friends.“, you added. Ali shrugged with a sigh; “I’m always glad to hear when queer people from difficult places found a safe space.“

Nervously turning the cup in your hand, you asked; “You came out quite late to the public too, right?“ “Yes, that’s true. I thought it’s no one’s business but mine.“, she replied, nodding in thought. “What made you change your mind about it?“ “I realized that I can be of better use as a role model.“, she answered nonchalantly. You bit your lip, moved by revelation; “That’s very brave of you.“ Ali gave you a wry smile; “Thank you. But that wasn’t an easy decision for me either.“ “No, I understand that. Being queer wasn’t something that people in the movie industry liked to see a few years ago… sometimes even now.“, you told her. “I’m sorry.“ You shook your head; “It’s fine, really.“ “I guess we all have our struggles.“, the defender thought out lout. “Yes, we do.“

You were grateful when Ali finally offered; “Do you want to change the topic?“ Smiling, you gave her a soft nod to leave that topic behind; “Yes, please. I don’t want to ruin the mood during our little coffee date.“ “You couldn’t. I really enjoy talking to you.“, Ali said, carefully taking your hand into hers. “Same.“ „You do?“ “Yes, even though I told you about my sad little childhood.“, you laughed, your cheeks turning slightly pink as you wondered if you had overshared. But the smile on Alis face made that thought immediately disappear; “I appreciate it. Really. I’m glad you shared it.“

“That means a lot. So, what about you? Are you excited for the play offs?”, you asked her. The eyes of the defender lit up:” Yes, absolutely. I’m happy about every game I get to play.” “This must feel very special.”, you said, her excitement was infecting you too. “It is. If you’d like to get some more inspiration you could come.”, she offered you without hesitation.

Delighted you replied:” To your game? I’d love that.” “I’ll make sure you get some tickets.”, Ali continued happily. “Thank you.” The football player could not stop smiling: “You’re welcome.” For a second you looked worried:” You don’t think Ashlyn would mind, right?” “She won’t. Trust me.”, she reassured you quickly. Relieved you sighed:” Okay. Good.” Don’t worry about it. This is over.”, Ali confirmed. With a remark you tried to lighten up the mood again:” Yes, you made that very clear when you kissed me at the doorstep after your party.” “You asked about her.” “Sorry, I’m an idiot.”, you hid your face in her hands. Softly the football player disagreed with you: “No, you’re not.” “So that means I can kiss you? This time without alcohol breath?”, hopeful you looked up to her.

Amused Ali glanced at you:“You can always kiss me. Doesn’t matter if it’s on parties or in the Central Park.” “Although, I’d argue that this here is way more romantic.”, you chuckled. Expectantly she threw a look at you:” You can argue all you want but I’d rather you just kiss me.” “As you wish.”, you said before your lips met her who were waiting for that to happen since they departed from another.

After the training ended for the Gotham players Kristie let out an excited shriek: ”Oh my god, Ali ! I’m so jealous!” Confused the captain looked at her before the blonde showed her an article on her phone which contained photos of Ali and her new girlfriend kissing romantically in the Central Park. Laughing Kelley intervened:” Jealous about the fact that they had a romantic moment in the autumnal Central Park or that she made it into the news with that?” “Actually.. both.”, Kristie admitted.

Surprised the dark-haired defender mumbled:” Oh no, they wrote about us.” “What’s wrong? It’s a cute photo.”, Kelley furrowed her eyebrows. Enthusiastically Kristie reminded the older player: “Exactly and you’re allowed to have fun, Ali. You’re in your lemonade era, remember?” “Still, I wasn’t ready to go public with that yet. And I don’t know if she was either.”, Ali bit her lip. Empathetic Kelley put an arm around her shoulder:” I get that too.” “I need to call her.”, the captain announced.

You were on set, spending your lunch break with the other actors, when you noticed your phone ringing. Seeing Alis name appear on the display made your heart jump unexpectedly. Happily you took the call; “Ali, Hi.“ “Hi.“, she replied. The tone of her voice made you frown; “What’s wrong? You sound a bit upset.“ The football player sighed as if to brace herself; “Have you seen the article yet?“

You grabbed your coat and your bag and hurried away from the other actors, ignoring Jason Sudeikis’ sceptical glance; “Uhm no. What article? We were busy filming the new tv episodes.“ “They photographed as kissing.“, she came straight to the point. You froze in place; “Wait. What?“ “I’m sorry.“ Your thoughts began racing, bringing you back to how exhilarated you felt during your date. Even though Ali couldn’t see you, you still shook your head; “No, I’m sorry. If I hadn’t kissed you there… this article would not exist.“ “I don’t regret the kiss… really.“, the defender replied with determination in her voice. “But you wish to have been private a little longer, right? Which is understandable considering your divorce is still fresh…“, you were thinking out loud.

Ali confirmed your thoughts; “Actually, yes. How do you feel about it?“ You let a few seconds pass before admitting; “It feels very early.“ “I know.“ “But you should know that I’m serious with you.“, you added truthfully. Ali let out a small breath, relieved; “Me too. I want this.“ Your smile was back in place; “Jason gifted me an Ali Krieger Fan club - shirt. Should I wear it to one of your games or would this be too much?“ “Please do it. If they won’t let us have our privacy, we can at least have some fun with them.“ You could basically hear Ali grinning through the phone. “Exactly what I thought too.“ Ali laughed; “I like that. You get me.“

“So, I’ll see you at the stadium? Will Sloane and Ocean be there too?“, you asked. You had the chance to meet Alis kids briefly for a few times and they had already won your heart, so you got even more excited when you heard Ali say; “Yes.“ “Great. Because I already miss them while being away on the set.“ “I’m sure they’re happy to see you again too.“, Ali said, her voice soft. “And I miss you too of course.“, you added quickly. “I do hope that!“, the defender teased. “So much.“, you admitted and with a quick glance on your watch, you ended the call; “Okay, break is over. I’ll call you back tonight.“ “Talk to you later.“

The team of Gotham FC was buzzing with excitement as they stepped on the field in Portland. If the players won, this game they would make it to the final. Grinning Lynn Williams touched the shoulder of her captain: “I spotted your girl, Ali!” “Really?”, Ali wanted to know from the forward, trying to discover your face in the crowd at Providence Park. Equally thrilled Kristie pointed to the direction where you were standing: “Over there.” “Oh. She’s wearing the shirt.”, the defender observed with a hint of proudness in her voice.

Amused Kelley remarked: “Not subtle at all.” “It’s not supposed to be.”, Ali told her. A bright smile was on Kristie’s lips:“I love it, I’m obsessed.” “Of course, you like that, Kristie.”, Kelley threw in unsurprised. Clearing her throat Lynn drew all the attention on her:” Yeah, so that’s all cute and sweet but we’ve a game to win girls.” “Yes. We got to focus on that.”, Ali agreed with the forward. Gotham’s number 5 nodded along:” Yes, we’re making sure that Ali has another game to play before her retirement.”

“What retirement? With those many games, I guess you can’t really call it retirement yet.”, their captain corrected her smiling. Winking Kelley reminded the dark - haired player: “Yes, but it’s one game before the final.” “And I’d love to get to the final, girls.”, with a cheeky grin Ali glanced at each of their teammates to give them that extra motivation tonight.

The game was really close, and they had to went into overtime but thanks to Katie Stengels goal in the 107’ minute against the Portland Thorns, they won this important match and would make it to the Final. After the referee blew the final whistle, Kelley cheered loudly:” She’s not done yet!” “I’m not leaving without a trophy!”, Ali shouted happily. Ecstatic Kristie who played her first minutes after her injury in today’s game screamed: “We won, bitches!” “Who are you calling a bitch?”, Ali threw an eyebrow up at the blonde before the two and Kelley started to dance out their feelings. The words to describe their emotions would be found later, now was the time to just be in the moment and celebrate.

Meanwhile Sloane made her way through the soccer players:” Mummy!” “No more b-words here, Mewis!, Ali warned her fellow teammate before pulling her daughter into a hug, Hi, baby.”

“Okay, but your new girlfriend has a nice ass.“, Kristie commented with a smirk, disregarding Alis warning, while Sloane jumped into her mums arms; “You won!“ “Mewis!“, Ali yelled before turning back to her daughter and agreed with a much softer voice; “Yes, we won. That means mum has to play one more game.“ “That’s okay. Love to see you play. Ocean was such a baby though. He fell asleep in her arms.“, Sloane rolled her big brown eyes and pointed in your direction where her little brother was sleeping in your arms. With a laugh, Ali explained to her daughter: “He is still small.“ “Yes. I’ll forgive him that.“, Sloane nodded. Alis eyes met yours and you both had to suppress a laugh.

Slowly you bridged the few steps between you two; “Hi. Sorry, someone is very sleepy. As is the big one who pretends she’s wide awake.“ You nodded first into Oceans, then into Sloanes direction. Ali put Sloane down who pressed into her leg with a yawn. “Let me take him.“, Ali offered, holding out her hands to take her sleeping son from you. She gratefully smiled at you; “Thank you so much for taking care of them. I appreciate it.“ “You’re welcome.“, you replied, leaning over to kiss your girlfriend passionately but careful to not wake up Ocean.

“Excuse me! Those kisses are not child friendly either!“, Kristies voice interrupted the two of you. Alis face was still close to yours as she rolled her eyes; “It’s a kiss. You do worse things with your girlfriend!“ “Ali is right about that!“, Lynn chimed in. Ali shook her head and you noticed the adoration for her teammates in her eyes, even though she wanted to seem annoyed; “Sorry about them.“ “It’s okay, trust me. My acting friends are even more dramatic.“, you laughed. „Yeah, I can imagine.“, the defender grinned, leaning in for another kiss.

Next to you, Lynns face brightened while she pointed to her teammate; “I bet Kristie would have been great in drama school too!“ “Yeah, but she can’t remember shit.“, Ali interjected. Kristies mouth fell open in outrage; “You guys are so mean.“ “Only because we love you.“, Kelley now joined your group, winking at Kristie. Ignoring the others, Kristie turned to you, her phone in hand; “Can we take a selfie together? My girlfriend Sam is such a fan of you and can’t wait for your upcoming tv show.“ “Sure, but I’m for Ali tonight…“, you answered politely. You posed for the photo together, grinning into Kristies phone camera while she smirked; “Yeah, we noticed that.“

“The shirt spoke for itself, huh?”, you laughed with her. An amused smile was on the blonde’s lip:” I can assure you it did.” “Good.”, you nodded satisfied. Slightly displeased Ali asked her teammate:” Are you done now, Kristie?” “Yes, sounds like someone is missing her girlfriend.”, the younger player winked at you.

The older woman rolled her eyes before turning her attention to you:” Ignore her.” “With a pleasure.”, you told her as you kissed her again. Expectantly Ali looked into your eyes when you two ended the kiss:” I hope you know that you have to come to the final now too.” “That’s alright with me.”, you replied happily. The defender whispered into your ear:“You seem to bring me luck.” “Meaning I need to wear the same shirt too?”, you asked her, throwing an eyebrow up.

Innocently Ali played with a loose hair string of yours:” Actually, this time I’d like to see you in my jersey.” “Your Jersey? Okay.”, you agreed. Softly your girlfriend blushed:“It’s a bit more.. official.” “I see.” “If you want to of course.”, Ali’s face went serious. Quickly you replied: “I do.” “I’ll bring you one.”, the older woman decided. Proudly you glanced at her:” Thanks, it’ll be an honour to wear it.” “It’s an honour for us that you support us.”, Ali corrected you. Looking at her children you said: “The children look tired.” “Let’s take them to bed now.”

“Good night you three.”, you wished them warmly while you all four were slowly falling asleep in the hotelroom. With a bright grin on her face Ali answered:”Good night.”

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lilfriezatyrant · 21 days

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As the evening draws to a close, you listen to the last nightly broadcast of the radio demon, who also resides in the hotel. It's as if he has rehearsed a lullaby just for you, because it doesn't take long for your eyes to get heavier and heavier and you finally fall into a quick slumber.

"We'll meet again,

Don't know where,

Don't know when,

But I know we'll meet again some sunny day."

But then in the middle of the night, quite subconsciously, a steady goose bump slowly spreads over your body, starting on your arms, along your upper body, your scalp, your back and finally ending on your lower legs.

A strong cold shiver hits your palm and you abruptly open your eyes, observing your own hand dangling just outside the bed. Maybe it's just that your blood circulation has been disrupted and cut off by the perceived heaviness of your hand, because you can no longer even feel your fingers. A feeling that you actually have very often when you get into this sleeping position...

You now try to lift your arm to position yourself differently, but you realize that this is not possible... as if there is an additional weight chained to it.

What the...?

With a perplexed expression on your face, you crawl to the side, look directly at your hand, but you can only make out the silhouette and widen your eyes even more in a confused reaction. Something... stuck to the palm of your hand?

Oh god...hopefully it wasn't Niffty causing a bug battlefield in your room again and you might be bathing your fingers in their slimy little guts.

But wait...the little demonic maid always cleans all the rooms very meticulously...so it makes no sense at all.

Or...was it even a small, shelly minion of Sir Pentious that you accidentally smashed in your deep sleep while turning around? Sounds brutal, but those egg boys are unfortunately more fragile than they look.

...strange thoughts when you've just woken up. And it doesn't feel like egg yolk either.

You then feel this now volatile substance get caught between your fingers and you react instinctively, but with your other hand, which doesn't seem numb and first turns on the small bedside lamp on the little shelf within reach.

It's only a weak, dimmed light, but at least you can now see what's on your other hand.

...a black, visible, umbrageous hand clasps yours and you can feel the cold grip more than clearly.

You immediately realize who it is; after all, there is only one person in this hotel who can summon a shadowy apparition.

Still, you wonder what his shadow is doing here; you're used to it accompanying you from time to time, but it's the middle of the night and you're not in any danger...right?

"Is...um...everything all right? Or why is Alastor's dark companion visiting me?" your voice asks in a somewhat timid manner and in the next moment your hand is pushed further and further upwards and you can only watch silently as the shadow rises more. As if it were passing the ground without any resistance.

(Admittedly, it was very cute to watch as the two shadowy ears appeared on the ground first.)

It is now right next to the bed and only now do you realize how tall it actually is, both the shadow and its owner (and this has nothing to do with your current reclining position.) He towers over most demons, after all.

You can now see the outline of the eyes and mouth clearly and are greeted with a mischievous smile, it continues to hold your hand in its, giving the back of your hand a charming, fleeting kiss that sends an even colder shiver through your body, but it feels warm at the same time...like an icy fire.

Your cheeks flush as the silhouette briefly pats the back of your hand with its other hand, which is probably meant to serve as some sort of reassurance.

"Why are you here? Did you just come to check on me...?" you don't really understand. And why did he only send his shadow here?

Maybe it was just a little scouting to see if everything is really okay.

Although you know that the shadow has no voice and will only answer non-verbally, it would seem strange not to ask any questions. After all, you've known the cunning overlord's silent companion long enough to be able to read its reactions.

But his next action came so unexpectedly and in a flash: both hands are pinned next to your head and the lower end of the shadow, which now has a tail instead of legs, had darted around your legs.

"W-what...", but the quiet presence forbids you any further words and places an index finger over your mouth with a deliberate touch.

A cool tingling sensation is also placed on your lips.

Your tiredness is conjured away and it's not just because of the cold contact that the shadow causes... it is as close to you as your own shadow. Even closer.

It feels as if it is constantly seeking you out and is your protective companion.

Even back then, when you were shopping alone in the city, you were never really alone, you always had a secretly defending and watchful guardian at your side.

And at this very moment, the creature seems to be studying you curiously, this time he is not just a silent observer.

It is so close to your face that you can even feel its cool but fresh breath. Like fresh rain... that's how you feel the pleasant scent. Perhaps even a mixture of rain and snow.

"Are you on patrol or are you here voluntarily?“ Your voice remains quiet, almost a whisper, but your lips are once again sealed with a single finger. Either he doesn't want to answer that, or you really shouldn't ask any more questions.

The shadowy figure's permanent grin forms into a much larger and more malicious one. Both wrists are firmly in its grip again and without warning it presses its mouth directly onto yours.

The moment stands still for you, your eyes are dilated, your pupils are trembling in your iris.

Completely surprised, you can only manage a subtle gasp, but the shadow detaches itself again, mimics a giggling reaction with its facial expressions and finally widens one more eye curiously.

But before you could realize that it was actually a kiss, the silent shape doesn't hesitate and reconnects its shadowy mouth with your lips.

Although your chest fills more with cold, your face feels extraordinarily warm...it resembles a paradoxical supernaturalism...

Your eyes close slowly as it interlocks its obscure fingers with yours. And even if this being has a shadowy appearance, you can still feel material... as if it wants to be felt.

You intuitively squeeze your fingers together more, embrace this coldness more and more and don't want to let go of it. The shadow shows the same reaction, pulling you more into its grip and making the initially fleeting kiss more intense. And it seems to be learning with every passing second. Also that you need air to breathe again after a short time.

The shadow's head tilts to the side, secretly wondering why you're gasping for air so exhausted, before it finally understands and holds both hands in front of its mouth with a silenced cackling.

"Oh...of course you…think it's funny."

You're still panting, trying to normalize your breathing again, but blush even more when you say to your guest quietly:

"But...it was very nice..."

The shadow's chuckling gesture dies down again and its curiosity seems to have been reawakened.

Once again, it pins your hands against the sheet, very slowly dedicates his face to your right, open palm, gives the inner surface a discreet but nonetheless prolonged kiss before drawing a heart-shaped outline with his ghostly index finger.

Your face probably couldn't get any redder... You wonder if these are his true feelings? Does the shadow reflect this...?

Its fingers interlock with yours once more, humanly delicate.

As you swallow, it watches your throat closely and its curiosity is still piqued.

You wonder what it is going to do next, but you feel as if your own voice is stuck in your throat as you can't utter a word. Embarrassment envelops you and it is such an unfamiliar atmosphere for you, what this apparition has drawn you into. But it doesn't feel uncomfortable at all, quite the opposite is the case.

You simply accept the offer, or rather the dark creature's thirsty curiousness.

When you feel the touch of its lips on your neck, you flinch for a moment, but then let out a very light, pleasurable hum and instinctively stretch your neck even further to give its touch more surface area. For a brief moment, you can even feel its grin on your skin become even more distorted in amusement. And like a curious child, it even licks it with its shadowy tongue, nibbling gently, before something in it is awakened and it even bites into it.

Hard.

Too hard.

With a sharp pain that makes your whole body twitch and you let out a pained scream.

"AH! What the hell...!"

The shadow then straightens up immediately, but remains on your body, strokes the wound with an angular finger and guides it into its jaw. He tastes the sanguine essence and seems to be thinking about how he could make up for it.

You now place a hand on the wound yourself, which fortunately is not particularly large, but you still seem more startled than frightened, although it could have torn out more than just a scrap of flesh...

Next time, be a little more gentle. These words remain in your thoughts, however, as the shadow approaches you again and slides its tongue over the maltreated area to indirectly send an apologize to you.

"Do I really look like a snack to you?" you have to giggle sheepishly at this and feel more warmth return to your body as it places one palm in yours again, drawing further gentle heart shapes. If that really was an accident then it's already forgotten. Although your neck continues to throb with pain, all the gestures the shadow makes compensate for this mishap.

But time seems to have already passed when the door to your room opens and you look in the same direction as the shadow and two glowing red eyes stare at both of you, along with a radiant, ominous set of bared teeth. A voice rings out, echoing throughout the room and radio waves laced in the sound.

"Did we go astray again, didn't we?"

Is it just your imagination, or can't you see a small trace of blood on the mouth of the gentleman who suddenly appeared? Exactly the same trace of blood that his shadow shares.

Your blood.

#I finally did it #I finished this oneshot x3 #reader x Alastor's shadow #reader x Alastor #alastor x reader #fem reader #Alastor #Alastor's shadow #oneshot #have some fluffy times again I guess c:#even if I struggled so much with his shadow xwx #also the first time I made such a fancy ✨ title for a writing #my writing #hazbin hotel #(original song at the beginning: We'll meet again by Vera Lynn)#I needed to do that scene with his shadow 🥺❤ because it also deserves attention q^q #no egg boi was harmed during that writing <3

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rattycattyfanfic · 3 months

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red flags and long nights

Pairing: Amanda Young/Lynn Denlon Rated: M Words: 15,690

Lynn stares down at the littering of cigarette butts, at least three or four cartons worth at this point, and sighs. “This is pretty sad, you know that?” she says, exasperated, world-weary.

Amanda had expected her to be scared, and she doesn’t know what to do with this calm tiredness. Everyone is always scared of her, and she loves it that way. Lynn stares back up at her, though, unwavering, and she feels strange under her gaze. “Fuck off,” she bites out.

or, the one where Amanda is a vampire and Lynn is her unhealthy human fixation.

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tws for murder of unnamed side characters, vampire-typical blood & gore, violence, stalking/voyeurism, wine mom alcoholism, talk of grief/trauma/depression, blood-drinking, biting, bloody vampire fucking.

#lynnmanda #shotgunshipping #amanda young #lynn denlon #saw #vampire!lynnmanda is heeeeere pls bs nice #rated m #oneshot #romance #smut #horror #2024 #vampires

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sixofpomegranates · 1 year

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All of them are Eddie Munson fics since I am going through some severe brain rot because of this spicy golden retriever.

The order is random and not indicative of how much I liked them. There is no ranking, just sharing some really good pieces of work so we can all enjoy it!

10 Recommendations || 🐇 = My opinion. || Pink Color = SMUT

As You Wish (series) by @corroded-hellfire

➢ Summary: When Eddie isn’t appreciated like he should be, his babysitter feels the need to step in and comfort him.

🐇: I am OBSESSED with the entire universe. Like, really, really obsessed. Older!Dad!Eddie has my whole heart. His boys too. Brittany can go to hell. Long story short: Highly Recommended! It rearranged my brain chemistry. Oh, and it's spicy. || Not sure if it's still ongoing, but the way I am stalking the author's page I’ll sure as hell find out.

Eddie Had A Little Lamb (one-shot) by @honey-flustered

➢ Summary: Eddie is trying to be good and with your help, he could be exactly that. But Kas, on the other hand, thrives in all that is unholy and he’ll stop at nothing to bring you and Eddie to the dark side.

🐇: This rearranged my brain chemistry. I want more like this. I love this. Send me recommendations with fics like this. Jesus H. Christ.

who’s to say [pt.2] by @quinnsbower

➢ Summary: your father, jason carver, promises you one thing and can’t deliver it to you. you decide to get back at him and it him where it really hurts: eddie munson.

🐇: This is responsible for getting me hooked on older!eddie. This is the reason I will be writing an older!eddie fic. This rearranged my brain chemistry. I liked this way too much. So good. Sweet, old guy Eddie.

Caught Me Slippin’ (one-shot) by @uglypastels

➢ Summary: [modern!au] feeling insecure about your skills in bed, you decide to find someone who could help you learn. Except, when the guy actually shows up, a mistake seems to have occurred. Fortunately, you're both quite adaptable (or, at least, you try to be), and the night quickly takes off into unexpected territories.

🐇: No, because YOU hurt my feelings. You gave me an amazing one-shot with banging smut and then broke my heart. I love you and this piece, and forgive you, but damn.

Honey, I'm Home! (series) by @trashmouth-richie

➢ Summary: you were desperate for a roommate after Nancy got married and moved out. An ad in the paper goes unanswered until someone comes knocking on the door.

🐇: Obsessed, but I’d kill this menace!Eddie. I do not have enough self-control to not go to prison for ending this feral raccoon’s existence. || It's still ongoing. Eventual smut.

The Soulmates (series) by @neonghostlights

➢ Summary: Eddie Munson never thought he would be one of the lucky ones. Him being the only one in his family to be given a soulmate mark was a miracle. What happens when his soulmate is not the one he wanted? Will he be able to give up his dream girl to be with the one he’s meant to be with? Or will he just have to learn to ignore the other half of his soul?

🐇: Like it a lot. I found it through a reblog and read all the existing parts in one go. It's a Soulmate AU, the first one I read. || It's still ongoing.

You Give Love A Bad Name [pt.2] by @cinemaquinn

➢ Summary: eddie munson was a world famous rockstar. and, apparently, an asshole. but you weren't one to believe rumours, so when eddie asks to meet you, who are you to say no?

Conviction (one-shot) by @tiannasfanfic

➢ Summary: Life takes an unexpected turn when a one time fling with your best friend leads to an unplanned pregnancy. Will years of friendship be enough to build a solid marriage off of...or are you destined for heartbreak due to a wandering eye like the town rumor mill predicts?

🐇: This was so cute. Especially the ending. Yes, this was spicy. Very good.

Destructive Solutions (one-shot) by @bimbobaggins69

➢ Summary: after becoming roommates with your high school crush and finally getting out of your crazy strict parents house, you get a little too close to him and his best friend (your coworker) —but they’re straight, right?

🐇: yes. I am Steddie x f!Reader trash. I love it when the chemistry is there. And it was there. I loved this so much that I am writing my thoughts on this for the 7th time now because tumblr is a bitch.

Show Me (one-shot) by @bimbobaggins69

➢ Summary: you accidentally stumble upon your best friend/roommates porn stash, you quickly learn he’s the main star. After seeing him in ways you never have, will your friendship ever be the same?

🐇: yes. yes. You may have noticed that that's the second fic from @bimbobaggins69 That's because I found her through reblogs and since then am sure that her fics don't miss, no matter what she posts.

Seriously.

Fuck Tumblr for always deleting the last couple of sentences.

#—🫀lynn recommends #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #stranger things smut #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson comfort #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x f!reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #kas!eddie #older!eddie #husband!eddie munson #husband!eddie #soulmate!eddie

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bowenoke · 3 months

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Sklonda Gukgak arrested her son and probably had to figure out how she was going to get a lawyer when money was already tight and he needed a good defense because. Like. He was guilty. And the only reason he got out in the end was an anarchist postman and his extralegal principal. And now she's a public defender. Ok.

#i am sooo normal about chatacters #the bad kids literally going to jail was fucked for so many reasons but sandra lynn and sklonda were like. alone.#i dont listen to adventuring parties and i havent rewatched the oneshots so my bad if im missing details lol

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like-rain-or-confetti · 1 year

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Request: Burn to Ashes (Firefly x Reader)

Secrets couldn't be buried- not for long and your secrets were scattered in that place. All it took was the wrong person at the wrong time for your whole life to come apart by the seams. Like being locked in a prison but it was one you had built. By design, everything was to go as planned. Secrets were let in but they're never let out. Life never really cared for plans. It welcomed fear, a dear friend, the one thing the future could depend on was its fear friend fear that always peeked around the corner. It was a trait of being alive, the fear of the unknown and what could end everything that is known. How long had it been since your mind made the change to find comfort in something so very wrong? For how long had it been so comforting and easy to knock over that candle and help the flame grow?

Like pieces of a puzzle, the conveniently placed envelope, stacks of books and paper. A messy apartment that, in truth, was an organised disaster. You could almost see the beauty in it. How nothing, seemingly irrelevant, stand alone objects, all become a part of a bigger plan. In the end, all that would be left was burned remains of what was. No pain, no suffering. A slate wiped clean. Only ashes remained. If left long enough, there'd be nothing left to piece together and you begged any deity that could hear you that would be the case.

As the expression said, when there's smoke there was fire and that was the one warning those in the building needed. Get out before the flames consume everything in its path. Wipe away everything even you. Everyone near your building gathered to watch the scene. Rumours slipped much like the smoke did out the cracks of the windows. Garfield Lynns was in full gear and the crowd spread out. His reputation out did him. His presence meant chaos was just around the corner and no one was willing to risk being in the crossfire. His jet pack whooshed as he turned the corner and landed to the ground, feet away from you. You sat on the concrete path, your hands propping yourself upright. "It's beautiful." His eyes were wide and sparkling behind his mask, completely unseen. His voice muffled by the gas mask but not even that could hide the sound of his pride. He crouched down to your side and wrapped an arm around your shoulders. His skin felt almost leathery, his body damaged from burns covering his whole body. "Damn, I'm so proud of you." He watched in awe. "Who knew you had it in you!? I could kiss you!" He tugged you closer to him. "I did it...like my body was on autopilot." You muttered. "Your instincts are beautiful!" He praised you like he experienced the adrenaline rush for you. Perhaps he had one of his own. Maybe that's what love did. When you love someone, you feel for them, no longer just spectating their experiences but living them with them. "It was like the walls were closing in on me." "Sets you free." He nodded, like he could relate. "Can't stay long. This one, it ain't ours." He inclined his head to the fire, turning to you. "I'm waiting for the police." You spoke like all the emotion had been sucked out of you. Perhaps you left that too in your burning apartment. "Oh you're not doing that." Garfield replied, excitement in his tone. "Not a chance, sweetheart." "They'll fine me eventually, Gar..." You whispered. He hummed in amusement. "They won't be looking for you." He said, lifting his blowtorch smugly. "You're...you're going to take the blame?" You asked in disbelief. "Better me than you." He cackled. "So scram, babe."

#request #batman #batman villains #reader #firefly #garfield lynns #one shot #oneshot

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liverpool-enjoyer · 10 months

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Hey Max! Happy birthday (sorry for the late message, I've been out nearly all day and my phone ain't do too well on messages)

P.S.: On your "what-if" series, I sent you a couple of requests lately. Have you not had time to do them or did they simply not show up in inbox? (no pressure, just want to know

LYNN!!! MY DUDE HI!!

the birthday messages are jus funny ways a saying happy fourth a july; youve probly figured that out but i wanted to mention it jus in case!! youll hafta wait till march for real max day ;))

as for the other thing, i have QUITE a few requests sitting in the box,,, n the thing is, i keep telling myself im gonna do em, but whenever i get on my laptop i jus find myself focusing on uefa high. so theyre essentially in this weird limbo phase. its not that i dont WANNA do em, its jus that my fics taking priority yknow

#n now im working on this prequel oneshot... oh boy #LYNN I LOVE YOU ALWAYS #ty for the ask <3

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pinemai · 1 year

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After the River

- A Suspicious River (2000) oneshot.

Millie's POV of the ending, with emphasis on hurt/comfort. AO3.

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cappurrccino · 1 year

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!! !! !!

many ttrpg characters for you, my friend!!

first off, my good good pulp cthulhu boy Roland! (I did introduce him when the game started, but that was a Whole Year Ago and he's been on my mind because I've been binging Malevolent, so!)

he's the (currently in game) 26 y/o fantasy son of Howard Carter, the Egyptologist who isn't much good at fighting, but IS quite good at languages (he started the game with 5 and picked up a bit of a 6th just sitting in a cafe for a day) and sticking his nose into trouble (a dust monster partially blinded him last sesh, but it's ok! he got better AND was smart enough to not try to shoot a rifle while trying to blink away the supernatural pocket sand)

he's the MOST fascinated with the occult and weird eldritch stuff people keep whispering about (even though he can't believe what eshe saw) and i'm sure Nothing Bad Will Come Of That At All :)

he's perfect and i love him and i WILL cry if something kills him

next up: Lynne Cadogan!

this is an old monster of the week character of mine, but she was SO much fun. she's a demon, works in a flower shop, has an angel best friend & partner in crime/pretending to be cops/playing detective, drives a mint green prius and has a sawed-off shotgun in a pastel backpack

if her game ever crossed over with tma, she'd find a way to get on ghost hunt uk SPECIFICALLY so she could harass the ghosts and/or melanie and/or the entire archives staff

in answering this ask, i pulled out my binder of all my old character sheets and man there are SO many good ones, but i'm gonna go with Juran for #3 because i think his design is cool as FUCK and heroforge got advanced enough a while back for me to actually get close to what i had envisioned! (and yes he was named for the umbra questline song from warframe that makes me cry every time i hear it)

he was my character for an angelic homebrew @warlordfelwinter made and ran years and years ago and i don't remember most of what happened (my literal only note says "vaguely remembered fighting in a battle and then woke up in a lake of fire" lmao) but i DO remember that he was a messenger and would use his big-ass wings to catch thermals and jetstreams and the like to be Quick with his deliveries, and that he ended the game with a bag of beans (unused) and an iguana (heroforge only had a turtle)

[send me a !! and i'll introduce you to an oc!]

#//juri answers #ask games #the oc intros one #thanks!!!#man past me felt silly for keeping all my character sheets from campaigns & oneshots #but current me is very glad for it #it's fun to look back on like a scrapbook!#oc: roland carter #oc: lynne cadogan #oc: juran

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I read your recent Levi fic and I absolutely love your writing??? May I request a canon verse Levi fic too? A fic where the reader is Levi's wife and she visits him at the survey corps and a lot of the people are in awe of her and are shocked finding out the husband she's looking for is Levi and not Erwin? Just some funny fluff! Bonus points for the reader being more soft and affectionate in public with him so we have a cute embarrassed Levi!! Thank you Lynn!

Surprise Visitation

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After months apart, you’re finally able to take the time to visit your loving husband in the military. Though many knew you wed a soldier of the Survey Corps, no one had ever really seen you hand in hand with your lover.

During your visit, no one is surprised to see your presence flitting about HQ. Rather, their surprise lies in who you rush towards with a radiant grin once the Commander’s office doors open after a long meeting.

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Pairings: Husband!Levi x Wife!Reader

Warnings: Language, suggestive comments

SWF, established marriage, fluff, cannonverse

taglist: @21aurora @deepzombieyouth @braunsbabe

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A/N: ofc annon! Fluffy humor within the corps is something I’ll never tire of writing and this idea is soooo cuteeee!

As always if anything written doesn’t fit your preferences, I’ll happily rewrite!

🤎Enjoy~

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Taking in a deep breath of the sweet spring air, you smiled. Today was the day you’d finally made it up to the Scouting Legion’s HQ to visit your distant lover.

It had seemed like years flew by in the span of a few simple months since the last time you came to visit your man. But regardless of the passage of time, you’d always come to greet him with the same enthusiasm you’d held the day you walked down the isle towards him all at time ago.

Adjusting your already pristine attire, you took in one last breath before walking up the stairs laid before you. You pushed open the doors and immediately relaxed as you took in the ambiance of the room. Many of the soldiers you saw milling about during their mid day meal you recognized, much to your joy. Perhaps not every soldier here sparked recognition in your mind, but over the years and your countless visits in the past, you’d grown to recognize several familiar faces who’d managed to live through the many expeditions they’d charged through.

Showing warm smiles to acquaintances and strangers alike as you passed, you continued to keep your eyes peeled for the man who held tight your heart. In anxious excitement you twisted the ring on your finger, eager to find someone you knew on a more personal level amongst the crowd to converse with. You didn’t have to search too long before, the face of someone you knew all too well crowded your vision.

“Y/N!” Hange’s shrill voice cut through the murmurs and idle chitchat of the mess hall, causing a grin to flit across your face.

“Section Commander Hange!” you greeted, throwing your arms wide to engulf them in the hug you knew ahead of time they would launch at you. Expecting correctly, you loosed a forced breath as they slammed into your arms.

Behind them trailed a mix of soldiers, some you vaguely recognized and others you’d never met before.

“Captain Hange, who is this?” a young man peered around his Captain to ask, his light brown eyes shining in curiosity.

“Moblit, you haven’t met Y/N yet!” Hange gasped, releasing you from their tight hug.

“This is Mrs. Y/N, the one I was telling you about just the other day! We go way back.” They explained excitedly, grinning as they draped an arm around your shoulders. They ignored the curious brow you raised their way.

“Oh and Y/N dear, this is Moblit! He’s my newest assistant!”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” you greeted the young man with a warm smile, offering out your hand for him to take. Color rose to the cadet’s face as he awkwardly accepted your handshake.

“T-the pleasure is mine!” he managed to stammer out. “What brings you to HQ, ma’am?”

“Oooh, that would be her lover boy!” Hange butted in, giving you a mischievous grin.

“I’m here to see my husband,” you explained easily to Moblit, who tried his best to mask his disappointment.

“Husband? I wasn’t aware anyone in the Corps were married,” he wondered aloud. In turn, you greeted the rest of Hange’s new squad, congratulating them on their new positions under the crazed scientist and provoking many eased laughs from them as you went. You got along with them well; able to laugh freely and talk with them as if you’d known them well for years.

“How come we haven’t heard of you before now? Someone in the Corps with a wife waiting for them…That’s news to all us.” A young girl piped up, offering you a shy smile as she admired the intricate band of gold on your hand.

“My husband isn’t one to delve into personal matters with others, I’m afraid.” you waved off with a chuckle.

“Speaking of husband, he should be coming out of the meeting soon.”

Turning around, you came face to face with Miche, prompting a grin from you.

“Miche! It’s been forever, how are you?” You questioned with a laugh as he bent at the waist in order to accept your embrace properly. Standing back up straight, he offered you the same warm smile in return.

By now a small crowd had formed around you, as new and old cadets alike fired off questions left and right. You tried your best to entertain them all, while Hange and Miche merely watched on as you struggled with a laugh.

“Your husband is in the meeting? You mean to say he’s a Captain?” Some asked, while others persisted on knowing who this man was.

“You can say that,” Hange chuckled, offering you a pat on the back before they made their way over to the far side of the group.

“I’ll go fetch him if you like. I know he would~”

You waved off their suggestive grin with a chuckle, blushing despite yourself.

“He’ll be out sooner or later, no need to rush him. He’s a busy man; leading all these people.”

A near uproar followed your statement, bringing forth a whole new wave of questions about your husband’s identity. But before you could answer a single one, the doors to the mess hall opened and in walked the Commander, flanked by several Captains.

“Ah, Mrs, Y/N. I was informed you’d be arriving today.” Commander Erwin greets you with an easy smile as he approached the quickly dispersing crowd surrounding you. Grinning, you easily opened your arms to him and gave him a quick hug.

“Commander; it’s been so long!”

This, of course, prompted more whispers from the crowd who monitored your ever movement closely. Those brave enough sook out Hange to satisfy their curiosity.

“C-captain Hange…She’s with Commander?”

“The Commander has a wife?”

“He married her?”

Hange merely chuckled, a mischievous glint in their eyes before speaking over their shoulder to their cadets. “Nah, I’m afraid our Commander is as single as they come.”

The younger recruits fell silent almost immediately at this, confusion quelling their curiosity only for a moment. Before any one them could speak up, they all found themselves whipping their heads to stare in your direction as you gasped aloud.

“Babe!” You cried, tears of relief and joy stinging your eyes as you rushed towards the parting crowd. The last to enter the over crowded mess hall snapped his gaze up in an instant at your cry, eyes widening and arms dropping to his sides.

The cadets watched on in utter amazement as you rushed towards Captain Levi, your arms held wide open and a broad grin stretching your face. You rushed into his arms so fast you nearly toppled the short man over. His arms came up to hold you awkwardly, giving your shoulders a light pat as he stepped back.

Looking up at him in slight confusion, you saw how Levi’s eyes darted about the gaping crowd; his face flushed pink.

“Awe Levi baby, let them stare; I’ve missed you so much, just ignore it!” You gushed, brushing stray hairs from his forehead and running your thumbs over his burning cheeks. He scoffed softly and glared down at the ground, but kept one hand firmly placed on the small of your back, regardless of his embarrassment.

“Missed you too, darling,” he mumbled against your hair, keeping his eyes trained on the ground while the mess hall stared on in awe.

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