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HIGHER THAN HEAVEN ★ masterlist.

pairing: levi x reader

genre: university au | warnings: sexual content, fem/afab!reader, masturbation, listening-to-the-other-fucking, sexual tension, slut/whore shaming (men being pigs), "slutty"!reader, mentions of spit | wc: 10.7k | ♬

note: why has this been a wip for like...a year? also i always like to try out new versions of levi and i feel like he'd actually be just a normal kinda grumpy guy in a modern setting so i hope u guys like my uni!levi interpretation ꒰* ॢꈍ◡ꈍ ॢ꒱.*˚

⏤ Levi wants to be mad that his neighbour keeps screwing guys really loudly. But how can he be mad when she's just so goddamn pretty?

It's the third time this week.

Levi knows what it means to let off steam, and he knows that exam season has just finished. For the last few days, the volume of noise where he lives has climbed exponentially; flats throwing parties, yelling in the hallways and laughter outside his window.

Levi's happy, too, that his exams are over, but he has to admit, he thought there might be moral standards from the people he called neighbours.

He sighs, momentarily tapping down the volume of his music as he hears what he thinks might be his neighbour against the shared wall. The sound is fleeting, and he almost thinks he's making it up, and then he hears her soft whimpers and two hard thuds against the thin separation between their bedrooms. Levi waits for a second, blinking, and then he closes his eyes.

He's never really met his neighbour. It's been around eight months of living next door to one another, and he doesn't think he's actually ever seen her. Once, he decided he'd try to confront her when she left her room, but just kept missing the opportunity.

Unlike his previous three years of university, Levi had decided to bunk alone for the final climb of his undergrad degree. His friends would all be upstairs somewhere, either in studios of their own or sharing six-bed flats amongst themselves, but God knew that Levi needed the space this time around.

In his first year, he'd shared with quite possibly the worst human beings he'd ever had the displeasure of knowing. He spent more time at Erwin's flat than his own, which is why he ended up moving in with him in his second year. Then, he took a spontaneous study abroad for his third year (spontaneous, as in all of his friends were doing the same thing, and there was no way he was staying here on his own when they were out having the greatest times in different countries), and now, in his fourth and final year, Levi just wants to know that being alone doesn't have to be a luxury.

He needs the space, and the quiet. Granted, his studio is spacious, although it would be perfect if he wasn't on the ground floor with little to work with for a view. Eight months down the line, and he's still waiting for that promised peace and quiet.

There are two other people in this hallway, but his next-room neighbour, Room A, is by far the most interesting. He knows that the people in Room D are party animals, and during freshers week, they made that fact glaringly obvious. Room C are ghostly, silent most of the time until they remember that they, too, have music to play to block out other people's noise.

Levi likes being in Room B because it's not too far from the exit. If he were to open his door, he'd be adjacent to Room A; the space is so tight that he's not even sure they would be able to leave or enter at the same time.

The list of what he thinks he knows about his next-room neighbour is longer than what he actually knows. He knows for certain that she's female, and that she cares about the cleanliness of her flat. If Levi's not listening to the sound of other people's mess, he can hear her vacuuming every other day, which he can respect.

Levi knows that her name is Y/N, because he's heard it being called a few times, both for business and pleasure. He also knows that she's in her final year, just like him, because once he overheard her on a phone call complaining about her dissertation. That's about all he knows confidently.

The rest is speculation, things he thinks he knows from listening: he thinks she sleeps with the radiator off, because he always hears the switch in the morning. He thinks she keeps her keys on her door because he hears them clink when it closes, and he thinks she mumbles to herself sometimes, because the walls are thin and if she's not on the phone, then who could she be talking to?

Finally, Levi thinks that she might be a bit of a whore, and he means it endearingly, because the amount of times Levi has heard her fucking somebody is becoming ridiculous.

At first, Levi tried to be understanding. After all, it wasn't like she was screwing guys in the hallway. She was in her room, in her own time, and he tried to come to terms with that simply being out of his hands. The noise was unfortunate, yeah, but he could always put his headphones on for an hour or so.

Then it just kept happening, like clockwork, like some sick joke.

After about the sixth time, he was fed up. He'd thrown his headphones down, scowling angrily as his eyes flickered to the time in the corner of his computer screen — 1:23am. It was bad enough that he was working all night on his stupid assignment, and now his neighbour was screwing some asshole so loudly that he may as well have had no headphones on in the first place?

At least she sounded good.

Levi had deliberately ignored that thought for a while, until he heard her having sex with some guy a few months ago. He'd sighed, like a routine at that point, and remained seated on his couch, the remote in his hand ready to raise the volume of the football game on TV.

The noise was faint — if Levi had to predict based on the floor plans of their rooms, she'd probably be on her bed — but if he strained enough, he'd be able to hear her mewling, the even fainter sounds of slapping skin.

He sat there, silently, listening in like a priest taking confessions in church. His silence was judgement and equal measures of fascination. Having never really listened to her before, Levi never knew she sounded like that. Submissive, but seductive, dirty and slutty. Hm.

He had learned to respect her sex life — even creating his own for a while, too, giving her a taste of her own medicine. If anything, that only made things more lively in Room A. Somehow he blames himself for it having got to this point, presently, where he sits listening to her for the third time in a week — and it's not even Friday yet.

16:34 Levi: she's at it again 16:35 Erwin: AGAIN???? 16:37 Hange: isnt this like the fifth time this week? 16:37 Levi: third

Levi turns his chair to face the other wall, looking up at the blank plaster. There's another thud against it, and he blinks, his brows raised slightly. Is she fucking someone against the wall?

16:39 Furlan: theres no way its that bad 16:40 Furlan: send vid

After skimming over the texts, Levi's eyes flicker back to the wall. Then, he rises up from his chair and walks towards it, angling his body with his ear to the noise. Now that he's close, he can't hear a thing, and he scoffs — typical — and prepares to move away.

"Mphf — damn, bitch. You're more of a slut than I thought."

Levi stops.

Bringing his phone to his legs, Levi slumps his shoulder against the wall casually and almost cranes to listen. Without seeing anything, he feels like a fly on the wall. He hears someone with a deep voice grunting — he doesn't care about them — followed by occasional gasps, much softer, honeyed, elusive.

"You thought I was a slut?"

Levi hears her voice quivering, but there's little hurt in her tone. It's all lust, and he can hear the smile in her words.

For a second, Levi hears her body thud against the wall again and he flinches backwards. She must be directly on the other side — if the bricks weren't there, her body would be up against his own.

"Dunno what I thought," the male voice says, strained. "Wasn't-expecting-this. Shit, that's tight."

"Mm. You like it?" There's a beat of silence, and the faint sounds of breathy moans, high in an octave that sends goosebumps pricking over Levi's arms. "You like me?"

"Like your pussy. Shit, girl."

With every imagined thrust, Levi can hear her moaning, her voice raising as the pace fastens. Levi stands there, his eyes zoning out on the crack under his door and eventually, he pulls back. There's a slight ringing in his ears, and blood rushes to the tips.

16:51 Levi: phone can't pick up the volume 16:51 Levi: just trust me

It happened two more times before the weekend rolled by, and Levi thought that she must be on a conquest of bedding every guy on campus. Half of him thought it was to spite him specifically, although he wasn't even sure that she knew what she was doing was bothering him so much.

Friday evening had been a strange eve of silence, but he still felt on edge, as if waiting for the sounds to emerge. The weekend soon enough rolled by with no more sexscapades, and he felt almost a sag of relief in his shoulders.

Levi had just gotten out of the shower when he heard a knock on his door.

"Oh. It's you."

When he pulls it open, inwards on his own room, Levi props his weight against the door and stares out at Reiner, who is holding a light board under his armpit. Reiner holds it out to him with a nonchalant shrug and holds the door open with his foot as Levi takes the board with a raised brow and plonks it onto his bed.

Reiner stands in the doorway until he comes back, not quite daring to enter.

"I need one of those," Reiner offers in conversation.

"Well, you've got a job, buy one,” Levi replies, making Reiner smirk. "If you've broke it, then you can pay for it."

Reiner throws up his hands, "Hey, they don't call me the gentle giant for nothing."

Levi's face drops into a disapproving frown, "Nobody calls you that."

"You're right," Reiner sighs with a charming grin and then folds his arms.

Reiner and Levi know one another from one of their elective classes, and by some magical fate — or a wild coincidence — Reiner had been a mutual friend of one of his closest friends since first year. He also lives upstairs on the third floor, alongside some other guys and a girl that Levi didn't know very well, but had met once at a party and had kissed. He'd considered bringing her back to his room just to torment his neighbour but passed up the temptation.

Thinking of his neighbour, Levi's eyes quickly dash to her door, wondering if she might be inside and listening to them. Reiner doesn’t catch the look — or maybe he does, prompting him to his next sentence.

"You should come out tonight," Reiner suggests.

"Where?"

"A few of us are getting some drinks at Sonny's," he says. "Feel like I haven't seen you properly since that party, like, what, three months ago? You should get out more, have fun." Then, Reiner's smile widens and he, too, glances to his left to Room A, "Escape your sex fiend of a neighbour."

Levi might have cringed at the thought of her listening in, but to his surprise, he found a thrill rush through his body. Maybe she was listening right now, curled up to the door.

"I don't like Sonny's," Levi replies.

"Oh, you've been there before?"

"No. But I saw it on Eren's Instagram once, and it looked awful, sorry."

Laughing, Reiner shrugs his shoulders. "I don't care. It's just nice to get out. Really — what if we changed bars, would you come then?"

Just as he says that a soft thud can be heard from behind him, beyond the walls of the thin hallway that houses Levi’s room and his neighbours'. Levi almost cranes to catch the sound, half expecting his party animal hall-mates from Room D to come bounding inside, dressed in flamboyant attire to listen to loud music whilst getting ready to hit the town for the Friday deals that bars boasted of to rowdy students.

Instead, the door just to the right of Reiner swings open and a young woman steps inside. Levi blinks — depending on which direction she goes in, Levi's life could get a little bit more interesting.

Levi knows that he’s seen her before in the common room, chatting to other friends around a pool table, or shaking a vending machine with a stranger to try and free an overpriced bottle of Dr Pepper from the machine's claws.

Levi blinks once again, and Reiner turns at the sound of the door creaking open, and the breath almost leaves Levi's body in one giant exhale when she steps in their direction, towards Room A.

Ah. So this is Y/N.

Reiner's eyes move up and down with intrigue as she — you — step closer towards them. Judging by your almost surprised gaze, and the flit of your eyes as you look between them and the door to Room A, even Reiner knows that you are the aforementioned sex fiend, the famous neighbour who screws guys all the time and makes Levi all hot and bothered.

Nothing is said — there is nothing to be said. For a split second, you pause, judging the space past Reiner to your door, to your sanctuary, meanwhile, the two men size you up, intrigued by your very existence. Levi feels his conversation skills run dry — what could he say now that you were here?

He has to confess, against his previous wishes, that you were pretty. Beautiful, even. He tries to downplay it by thinking about you pushed up against the wall with a cunt full of someone else's cock, but if anything the thought only makes things worse.

As you push through the awkward silence of the hallway, Reiner slightly inches closer to Levi, as if to give you space as you stride by. To their surprise, you do so with a lifted gaze, having the nerve to look shy, guilty, friendly.

Everything would be easier if you weren't his type, weren't Reiner's type. Levi thinks about that for a second as his friend devours the sight of you, and Levi feels his stomach dip. He's never even spoken to you before, but he feels like Reiner has just crossed a boundary somehow.

The fact of you being as pretty as you sound, as desirable as Levi imagined you had to be to bring so many people back to your den (either irresistible or slutty, but sometimes those went hand in hand and he knew it) just makes the dull ache in his abdomen worse, his heartbeat fluttering ever so out of pace.

As you pass, you peer over at the two men, gazing at Levi in particular. You even look around him, eyeing his room. Then, when you look back at Levi, it’s as if something clicks — it was as if you registered that this man had been enduring your fucks and flirts for weeks and weeks on end, and had been courteous with not complaining once.

You look at him, over him, sizing him up greedily. Levi moves from foot to foot in a way that looks impatient, although he isn’t sure he's fully convinced you of his indifference when you smile charmingly, your cheekbones full and round.

"Hello," you say — Levi almost buckles. He's only ever heard your voice through walls and doors, never face to face. He blinks dumbly, says nothing.

"Hey," is what Reiner offers with a wide grin, his gaze flickering to your body and then back to your face. But you don’t look back, only look over Reiner's shoulder to Levi, and then turn to your door and thrust the key into the hole.

Your door untwists, unlocks, and in you go. After it closes and clicks with the lock, Levi hears you shuffling in your room, and then he finally looks back at Reiner.

For once, Reiner says nothing. He raises his eyebrows and pulls a face, one that Levi rolls his eyes at, and then Reiner claps his hands together and announces his silent leave.

Levi watches as if frozen in place as Reiner leaves the hallway, and when his own door closes with a slight tick, he strains to hear you beyond the wall, but can hear nothing.

A whole day has passed since then, but Levi can’t stop thinking about it.

He hasn’t left his room all day, to the stressed displeasure of his friends. The hallway has been frozen in a quiet stillness, with nobody coming and going at any point. Levi hasn’t heard you stirring since you walked past him and Reiner the day before, but he supposes he’s just thankful that he has no fears of being bombarded with sex for hours on end, or minutes at a time depending on which loser you lure home.

Levi drops his plate into the sink, sighing with both hands flat on the side of the counter. To the left, he casts a dirty glance out the window, looking at the grey landscape beyond the glass. The car park to the hotel that is tucked neatly behind his building is virtually empty, and the giant lake-sized puddles ripple with rain. He felt like it always rained here.

Listening to the rain, Levi finishes his ritual of cleaning the dishes and then turns off the tap with another sigh. It has just been too quiet today — unnervingly quiet, in a way that makes Levi feel more on edge than at ease. He's been craving this taste of silence for so long, but now that it’s here, everything just feels off.

He pinches the bridge of his nose with an irritated exhale and moves through the thin archway to get to his bedroom, near the front door, when he hears something beyond the threshold of Room A next door. Levi stops in place.

The noise is so faint that he almost misses it. He leans his head closer in the direction of the wall, waiting for the next sound to give when he hears it again — a breathy whimper. The whimper transforms into a moan, one that Levi can hear as clearly as he would if he were in the room. There are no other voices, and Levi pulls away from the wall quickly like it's on fire.

No. It can’t be.

Levi finds it both annoying and amusing when he hears you entangled with some random guy every other day, but just the possibility of it being you, and you alone, in your room with nobody but your fingers, makes Levi’s throat tighten.

Before, it felt as though your sex life was a performance intended for Levi to listen to, but now that it’s just you, the moment feels private and intimate, and Levi doesn’t know what to do.

The moaning continues, staggered, stuttered, falling and rising in a tempo he knows only the hand of the moaner can create. By now, he’s somewhat of an expert on your noises, how you respond to whatever your partner is doing — the unfamiliarity of your pleasure tonight has thrown him off, and all Levi can do is apologise in his head and pull himself back against the wall.

He’s come this far listening to you play with others. It would just be unfair not to hear how you really like it when you’re alone.

Levi can’t be sure what it is you’re actually doing; he’ll have to leave it to his imagination to conjure up the perfect image of you on your bed, legs spread, fingers stuffed up your cunt. He closes his eyes as he leans his head against the plaster, quite literally straining to hear every gasp leaving your mouth.

The world seems to slow around him, the sounds of your one-man show all he can hear. All of a sudden, he’s thankful for the unnatural silence of the hallway outside so he can hear it all.

What he pictures is lewd and perfect; you’re biting your lip probably, trying to contain yourself as you plunge your fingers deeper inside your pussy, curling them in a way nobody else can. The lights are dimmed, but in his mind, the picture of your body is crystal clear; the shape of your body is outlined by light, shadows cast attractively around the perk of your breasts, the glisten of crystalline sweat on your skin.

With your chest rising, Levi watches in his mind as your thighs quiver, your knuckles pushing against your opening — if it was possible to get more of your finger in there, you’d do it.

Your fingers slide in and out covered in wetness, each plunge inside accompanied by another moan that makes him shudder. Levi’s ear is flat against the wall, his cock hardening uncomfortably beneath his joggers.

All of a sudden, the shame of eavesdropping washes over him and he pulls away, breathing heavily as he moves from the wall to the bathroom. For good measure, he slams the door behind him, immediately turning on the tap and washing his face. What was he thinking?

Thankfully, there’s nobody to greet his ashamed walk back into his bedroom. He rubs the side of his face with a groan and glances back at the wall. For a moment, he pauses, but he hears no more sound.

Levi’s been in a sour mood since the weekend, and nobody around him knows how to solve it.

At first, it had started with the dream he’d had; the dream where he’d shoved your head into a pillow and fucked your brains out, which woke him with a start and another guilty walk to the bathroom. Then, he’d turned up late to his class and simultaneously discovered that Reiner had, in fact, broken the light board he loaned him the other week.

After that, he received a bitchy email from the receptionist at his building about upcoming fire alarm inspections, and because he’d been too busy looking at his phone, Levi had slammed into a group of first-year girls in the library and caused one of them to drop all of her books and her coffee on the floor. Now, his wallet was five pounds lighter and his expression was sour, and no matter how hard his friends tried to coax him out of his foulness, it was no use.

“At least you bought her another coffee,” says Eren with a shrug as he watches the flustered first-year disappear out of the student café with her friend.

“Not the point, dipshit.”

“It’s probably ‘cause of the lack of sleep this man gets thanks to his harlot neighbour,” Hange suggests, their shoulders hunched as they finish up one of their handouts for their evening class.

At that, Reiner looks up from his phone and adds, “Hot harlot neighbour.”

“Is she actually?” asks Erwin. “I don’t know if I can trust your judgement in women, Reiner.”

“She is beautiful,” Levi mutters reluctantly, his face still drawn together with irritance. Admitting that fact only makes him feel worse, especially when the memory of his dream creeps back into his mind. He sighs and rubs his neck. “But she hasn’t really made any noise in a while.”

“Maybe she’s on her period,” says Eren unhelpfully.

“Whores are on the pill,” Porco adds, suddenly reminding Levi of his presence. The blond-haired guy sits to the right with a coffee in one hand and a bagel in the other.

“Don’t you think it’s kind of sexist to call her a whore when I know most of you probably have higher body counts?” replies Isabel. She’s crept up on the knit of friends, but contrary to normal, her being here doesn’t make Levi feel any better. Right now, there are simply too many witnesses to his misery.

Eren shrugs. “Fine. Then she’s a slut.”

“As if that’s any better,” Isabel says dumbly. “You guys are pigs.”

“But she is beautiful,” Reiner says again. “I’m telling you — it’s a miracle Levi hasn’t made his move yet. If I lived next door to someone who looked like that…” He trails off. Levi cringes. How did he end up being friends with the worst people in the world?

Reiner sells Levi as actually having enough confidence to get up and knock on her door, when the truth of the matter is that Levi is too afraid to even approach the wall when he hears a noise anymore. In the time between him listening to you finger-fucking yourself and him having such an out-of-pocket dream about you, Levi hasn’t even wanted to listen to anything he hears outside of his room, too afraid of what he might do or think if he hears you again.

Besides, what would he even do? It’s been almost eight months of sharing a wall, and he’s come no closer to knowing you or anything about you. You’re as familiar to him as any stranger in this café, but the only difference is that he’s heard the way you whimper when your cunt is stuffed with cock and you’re up against the wall, which most people would have trouble competing with.

When you know how someone sounds when they’re most likely cumming on someone else’s dick, it’s an unbeatable bond.

Levi looks up at Reiner as if to say something, but then his eyes are drawn to the doors to the café. They widen suddenly, and after watching his expression shift, Reiner follows his gaze and looks over his shoulder.

After a few seconds, he whips his head back to the group and hisses, “That’s her!”

The speed at which their heads turn is almost funny to Levi, and he might have laughed had he not been so full of mortified fear at the sight of you.

You look pretty today — really pretty. Pretty in a way that Levi can’t even begin to make sense of considering the only way he’s seen you so far is in glimpses, in the corridor dressed in comfy clothes, or stark naked with his dick up your snatch in his head. His whole body fills with a sticky heat as he narrows his gaze on you, hoping that by staring you might disappear like a mirage and spare him the embarrassment due to come.

But nothing ever goes the way Levi wants it to. He breathes in heavily when your gaze pans across the room as if you’re searching for someone, stopping with a comical wide-eyed look of surprise when you see a group of six or so people all watching you with strange intensity.

Levi is not at all prepared for the way your brows knit together in confusion as you assess the strangers, only to raise in acknowledgement when you finally look at him for a moment too long.

Words are not needed to convey the silent series of events that spiral after that look. Levi knows instantly what you’re thinking and what it means. He knows that you know he’s told everybody about you — and he knows that you know he knows who you are and how often you do what you do.

There’s no way of explaining how confident he is that you’ve cracked the code in your head — he doesn’t know anything at all, only that when your face brightens into a smile he knows he’s screwed.

So fucking screwed.

“Oh shit, you were right,” Porco says after a while of mutual silence, and Levi is strangely grateful for the distraction of his voice as he turns back to his friend. “She’s hot!”

“And you’re being fucking loud, shut up,” Levi grumbles, his face scrunched into such a tight frown that it hurts to hold it. “Yes, that’s her. So what.”

“She’s looking at you,” Hange says rather unhelpfully. They’re sitting with their elbows on their spread legs, head low as they glance at you over the top of their glasses. Their brows are so high they might as well become a part of their hairline as they say a few seconds later, “Still looking.” A beat, and then, “Still looking.”

Levi huffs quietly, trying to find something interesting on the low table in the middle of the group to latch onto. All he can find are some of Hange’s papers and Porco’s bagel wrapper — neither are particularly inspiring to stare at, but he stares anyway, acutely aware of the heavy weight of your gaze on the side of his face as you approach the coffee counter.

“Maybe it’s because you’re all fucking gawking at her,” Levi replies stiffly.

To their credit, the group does their best to mask their very obvious staring, but Levi already knows that their hanging mouths have caused irreparable damage. He makes it a point not to look back over at you, and based on how his friends try to busy themselves with random things, he guesses you’ve reluctantly looked away from them and are currently buying something.

After today, Levi will never come here again — he’s just suddenly remembered that you’re real, and the notion of seeing you out in public just became his next biggest worry.

“Maybe you should go and say hi,” Isabel suggests, her mouth full around a bite of brownie.

Levi looks at her with an incredulous look. “And why would I do that?”

“She’s your neighbour,” Isabel replies slowly. “It’s polite. And friendly.”

“I’ll go and say hi, if you want,” offers Reiner. When Levi throws him a dirty look, he says, “What? She smiled at me before. I might be her next conquest.”

“Not much of a challenge for her,” Levi mutters. Besides, you weren’t even looking at Reiner back then — but as soon as the thought comes to his head he immediately exiles it. He’s not going to stoop as low as to fight Reiner on it; it will only deepen the hole he’s dug himself now that he's opened his mouth and told people about you.

After around four minutes, Levi has exhausted all possible resorts of interest around the table and anxiously rubs the back of his neck. Reiner still has his head looking up towards the coffee counter, but the others have mercifully ceased their curious staring. He levels his breathing and takes a quick swig of his tea, all before absentmindedly turning his head to look over his shoulder.

Your back is facing everyone, your head thrown back in laughter at something someone next to you is saying. Levi represses the urge to bristle at his own thoughts of what you might be laughing at, what possibly makes you laugh and smile — what coffee did you order, or maybe you are a tea person? Hot chocolate? Levi’s face falls into a narrow look of horror — Jesus Christ, he’s in so deep and over what? The sound of you?

Levi decides that he’s possibly gone insane after a long four years in academia and rests his cheek on his shoulder for a minute, gaze low. His friends are right, to a fault; he could just talk to you, scratch the itch until it’s gone and he can relax and live like a normal human being again. But that would involve taking initiative and actually confronting you, which in the grand scheme of things seems like a terrible idea.

He’d rather just forget about the delusional display of heated fantasies he’s conjured up after getting just a peek at you.

“Oh, shit. She’s looking again.”

It’s embarrassing how quickly Levi looks back at you without even thinking about it.

Sure enough, you’re looking back at the group, a cup of something steaming in your hand as your friend leads the way through a cluster of tables towards the double doors leading out onto the wide front courtyard. The screaming voice in his head is commanding Levi to look away, but he just can’t.

He watches you as you look back at him, mapping out every detail he possibly can while he has the chance to just look without any consequence, and feels his breathing constrict when you smile, so softly that it knocks the literal wind from his lungs, and raise your free hand in a wave.

And he doesn’t even move.

Somewhere behind him, Levi hears Reiner snigger and the brawny guy lifts his own hand to wave back at you, a grin plastered on his face. Your eyes barely move to look at Reiner in acknowledgement before locking back onto Levi with an almost hopeful look, and now would be a great time for Levi to move or do something in response, but he doesn’t. And he doesn’t know how to respond when your smile deepens into a smirk, almost like that was exactly what you wanted him to do.

“Why does she look down bad?” Eren asks quietly, making Porco cackle with a laugh that makes you look away and slink after your friend. Levi affords himself the time to watch you go, watching the way your ass moves in your jeans, the way your breasts bounce in that shirt, the way your waist looks and the way your hair moves and the way your smile widens—

“You’re a lucky son of a bitch,” Porco says, shaking his head with an amused look on his face. “If I lived next to someone who looked like that, and looked at me like that—”

“Well, you don’t, so fuck off,” Levi snaps. Wrong answer: the boys in his group laugh even louder, and Levi wants to shrink to the size of an ant and drown in his tea.

God. Levi realises with a gigantic sigh that today has been a long ass day.

Levi rubs his hair with the towel and glares at his reflection in the mirror. He stares, long and hard, and frowns at what looks back. For a guy who is to be considered “grown”, he cannot believe how stupid he's being, how stupid his brain is.

He has never once had a crush on somebody he’s never even met before, and only actually seen properly about two times. In the long four years of being in this city, Levi has never entertained an interest in anybody, mostly because he felt he didn’t have the patience for a relationship nor the time, which is why the way he’s feeling now is all the more bothersome — and even worse when the person he’s having trouble understanding his feelings for is someone he’s barely met, never talked to, and knows likes cock more than the air they breathe.

It is simply outrageous that he likes you so much. And he’s not even sure if what he feels would qualify as liking you.

Levi has never spoken one word to you and has never made any effort to do so, but alongside the audible archive of moans he has of yours in his memory and the mapped-out beauty of your face, Levi can distinguish that the pooling pit of desire in his tummy is closer to a crush than it is just general appreciation. And this feeling sucks.

Suddenly, Levi thinks back to seeing you in the student café and physically cringes at his reflection. All that for what? A smile? He is pathetic — Levi cannot believe that he has become such a strange man, and it is entirely your fault for being so pretty. And sounding so fucking sexy.

Levi hangs his towel on the small heated towel rack and washes his hands, hoping that in a metaphorical sense, it will wash away all of the terrible thoughts he’s having. Then, he shakes them dry and flicks off the bathroom switch, striding back into his room with a sinking feeling of emptiness.

He makes his way to the kitchen and looks longingly at the kettle. A cup of tea would do wonders for the creeping headache forming in his skull, but like the idiot he’s suddenly turned out to be, Levi instead leans up on his toes to grab a bottle of whiskey from on top of the fridge and finds an accompanying glass to pour himself a drink.

It’s been a long day, and he needs something strong. Quite frankly, Levi thinks he also deserves it.

For most of the evening, Levi entertains himself with his whiskey bottle, a glass and whatever the hell his TV can pick up in the black spot he calls home. He’s not sure how many glasses he’s had by the time he hears the corridor door swing open with its alarmingly loud squeal, but judging by how the room seems to tilt on its axis, Levi would wager a guess as to believe he’s had at least more than six glasses.

He feels his heart in his ears, pounding like a war drum, and he immediately reaches for the remote and turns down the volume. Like a cat, he feels his ears prick at the slightest sounds, and quite quickly, it’s as though stones are weighing down his stomach when he hears a boyish kind of snigger in the hallway, followed by the sound of keys in Room A’s door.

Please no. Not right now.

Not when Levi’s trying to come to terms with the unnatural feelings he’s somehow garnered for you.

Levi hears you shush the guy of the night and push open your door, its hinges moaning with relief when both of you stumble inside and it closes with a click. It’s almost embarrassing how quiet Levi has gone in an effort to eavesdrop — as much as he dislikes the idea of you being fucked by some random guy, he has to admit that he’s come to find some enjoyment in the vision of you being destroyed, in the music made by your pleasure. It took a while to admit it, but now that he has, it’s like a weight being lifted.

Once again, he is left to wonder what you’re doing when he can no longer hear your moans or the guy’s stupid voice muttering: Levi’s imagined you stumbling through the narrow passage past the bathroom and towards your bed, arms snug around the guy’s chest. You’ve probably sat down, and the guy is between your legs holding your face with his hands.

Only you haven’t. Levi hears a familiar thump against the wall and his eyes widen excitedly.

“Get this shit off.” Levi hears the guy grunt unhappily, and, hey wait, when did Levi suddenly end up listening so close to the wall?

“You don’t like it?” you ask, your voice so quiet through the thin layer of brick separating you from Levi’s ear.

“Like it better when it's not on,” the guy groans, and a few more thumps against the wall sound along with a strange dragging noise that Levi presumes might be your back. “God, you’re so hot.”

Well, that they can both agree on.

Levi closes his eyes as your voice begins to rise, foolishly high and breathy and in a way that makes Levi’s dick harden under his clothes. He pictures your face in his head, thrown back in a twist of pleasure, and fights the urge to grip his cock with his hand — he loses the battle and curses as he grabs his dick and begins to pump his wrist.

Levi leans his back against the wall and dips his head low to his chest, his eyes unwillingly fixed on the sight of his own cock hardening in his hand. Levi acknowledges that jerking off to his neighbour having a shag is a bit weird, but it could be worse, and as long as you can’t see him, he doesn’t care.

He tightens his grip around his dick and drags his hand up and down, biting down on his lip to keep his satisfied groans from eliciting any unwanted attention.

On the other side of the wall, you feel the brick behind your head as the stranger lifts one of your legs up over his shoulder, falling to his knees like a beggar and lifting the bottom half of your skirt up over your hips. At some point during your ungracious entry into the bedroom, the man managed to slip down your panties and now has full, unrestricted access to your cunt, and wastes no time pushing his head between your thighs.

Feeling the man’s tongue running flat up your slit, you moan breathlessly and stare up at the ceiling. You’ve fucked so many men it’s impossible to remember all of them, but you never get bored of the feeling of someone’s tongue up your pussy. Your heart stammers in your chest as you peer down at the stranger; his face is pushed between your legs and hidden from view, leaving you with nothing but dark locks of hair to gaze at, hunched shoulders and a pale hand pressing into your leg.

Admittedly, the only reasons you picked this stranger to approach in the bar had been because of the way he looked, and you close your eyes and let your jaw hang open in pleasure, all while your thoughts linger on who you pretend is between your legs instead of him.

“You taste amazing,” the guy groans into you, and you smile pleasantly. Everybody likes being complimented, don’t they?

“Yeah?” you ask, smoothing one of your hands up around your tit, “It’s all yours.”

The guy groans, as does Levi, who’s listening so loyally that he might as well smash a hole in the wall and look through. Nothing is left to imagination anymore; it’s as if you’re narrating your night just for Levi’s sake.

“Yeah. You’re right. This pussy’s mine,” the guy laughs, nipping his teeth against your inner thigh and making you squeal unexpectedly.

“Come on,” you rasp, worming your fingers through his twirly locks of hair with a slight grip. He winces and looks up at you from over your stomach, eyes dark and wide with the pain of your fingers tightening around his curls. “Fuck me, big guy. I want your cock.”

Levi’s wrist quickens. He blames the whiskey for the strangled little pathetic sound that burns in his throat, but there’s no way you heard it. Although these walls are so thin that he can hear every sound you make, there’s no way you can hear any of his noises. The logic defies Levi at that moment.

“God damn, you really are a needy girl, aren't you?”

No, you’re not, Levi thinks. Only you are — you grin down at the handsome man removing himself from between your legs and shuffle closer to grab a taste of yourself from his lips. He groans into your mouth, one hand on your ass and the other around the back of your neck.

With his arms around you, the man guides you towards the end of your bed and ungracefully drops you down, groaning when you bite your bottom lip and stare up at him with an expectant look in your eyes. Levi could only dream of what makes the stranger growl like that as he strains to listen in. You open your legs to invite him in, watching as he pulls a condom from his back pocket and takes his jeans down to his ankles.

Levi’s cock is throbbing, the tip an angry shade of red as he swipes his thumb and smears a slip of pre-cum across the curved edge. Levi inhales deeply, feeling his whole body stiffen as he pulls his fist up and down, the fingers on his other hand grazing across his balls with a sensitive flush. He hears you moan outrageously loud and his wrist trembles — he must have slipped it in.

You tighten your legs around the stranger, pulling him and his dick further into your cunt, the wetness of it slippery and inviting and divinely powerful. Every man you’ve had up there has made a comment on how good it feels, and as the guy moans loudly and tells you it’s the best pussy he’s had, you think of your neighbour; his surprised expression when he saw you in the café, the way his friends threw him looks when you smiled.

You know he’s been listening (if he hasn’t, then he’s admirably unbothered or deaf), and the thought excites you wildly.

You look beyond the man and to the wall, imagining your neighbour staring at the brick with a blank expression. Maybe he’s angry that you have another man over. You hope he is.

Biting back a laugh, you moan for good measure and match every thrust with a sound. The guy stuffed inside of you mutters a string of curses, chest puffed with pride, oblivious to the vision you have in your head of your neighbour snug between your thighs, his face steeled into his usual displeasure.

“Mmf, yes,” you whine, a little louder than you usually would. “Right there.”

“Say my name,” the guy growls, slapping your thigh rather sharply, “like a good girl.”

You flush, knees practically bent over to your chest as he folds you in half. For a second, you can’t even think of his name, don’t know if he ever even told you. Instead of wounding his pride, you drop a few girly moans and hope it distracts him, which it does. You wonder what would happen if you were to moan out your neighbours name — if you even knew it, that is.

“Oh, god,” you moan genuinely and close your eyes as the man sinks his cock in further. Thank goodness this man’s dick is long, you think, feeling the tip brush against a weak spot inside of you. The mattress beneath your spine is shaking uncontrollably, and the man peers down at you with a glint in his eye.

Levi’s head leans back and a breathless groan escapes — fuck, he thinks, but there’s no time to take it back, and certainly no chance he’s been heard.

Unbeknownst to Levi, your ears prick up curiously. The man snug inside of you looks at your face with an equal amount of curiosity, his hands wide against your skin as he fucks you at an unmeasurably quick pace. It’s as if he has somewhere else to be than here, but the pressing wrinkle in his forehead deepens as he fucks you harder, nails digging into your skin, spit flying from his mouth to your breasts.

“My friend said your pussy was good, but I didn’t think it would be this good,” the guy says, his voice raspy. All you can currently focus on is the squelch between your legs, and for a hopeful sound of annoyance from your neighbour.

When nothing comes, you opt for staring up at the guy with wide eyes, as if the thought of being passed around a few friends shocks you. In actual fact, you could care less, just as long as you both feel good.

His next few thrusts knock the wind out of you, and Levi clings to those pitched sounds like they’re his new lifeline. Pumping the length of his cock with his hand, Levi clamps his eyes closed and tries not to become self-aware of what the fuck he’s doing, instead focusing all of his energy on the twisting ache in his stomach and the dull groan of his wrist bones.

What Levi does next horrifies him. His hips jerk suddenly, his breathing laboured as he imagines himself in your room between your legs. Just the thought of looming over you, chest bowed over yours, your legs over his shoulders as he sinks himself into your cunt. The look of pleasured joy on your face, that stupidly beautiful smile lifted so high.

In the swirling darkness of his closed eyes, Levi conjures up images of you flustered and naked, covered in sweat and cum and as your breasts bounce the shine on your body curves — fucking hell, he’s in so deep, he’s so fucked.

“Oh! Oh, there, yep, there — hmpf!”

Levi hears you so loudly that it’s as if you’re panting it in his ears. He fists his dick almost furiously, feeling the creeping heat move across his body like a wildfire. The phantom illusion of your body underneath him pulses, the feeling of your cunt wet and squishing around him feels so real he might believe it if he weren’t uncomfortably self-aware of how screwed up he is, fantasising about a girl he’s never even talked to before.

Even through the wall, Levi can hear your bed rattling against the opposite wall, each slap of skin as the stranger fucks himself into you; Levi zeros in on the sounds and produces the perfect scene in his head, one that makes his dick twitch in his hand and his feet slip slightly across the wooden floor.

His chest rises and falls heavily, his hands trembling, his balls so sensitive he’s resorted to clinging to the wall like a rock climber with one hand while he pumps his cock with the other. Listening to you being fucked stupid is going to make him cum all over himself, and for a split second, that seems fine. That would be okay.

“Goddamn. You’re tighter than I expected,” the guy says, which sends Levi over the edge.

He groans softly at the floor and feels his whole body trembling as the coil in his stomach suddenly releases, and a string of cum shoots from the end of his cock. Levi keeps pumping, cum falling down his hand and to the floor in a grossly filthy manner, one that he’s trying his best not to stress over as he focuses all of his energy and thoughts on the hand wrapped around his cock and how badly he wishes it was your pussy gripping him instead.

When he does open his eyes, Levi blinks away the blurry tunnel vision and tries to catch his breath, now uncomfortably aware of the sticky mess covering his hand and the floor around his feet. For a second, he feels complete bliss — until the ringing in his ears subsides and he hears you whining in that pretty fucking voice you have, and the shame washes over him like a bucket of cold water.

Levi forces himself up off the wall and stares back at it, almost as if it might transform into a window for you to gape at him, the dirty eavesdropper who just had an orgasm over a daydream and the sound of his neighbour fucking some random guy. He blinks in horror.

The guy screwing you groans like an animal — a dying animal, Levi thinks bitterly, until he realises that he’s the first person to have orgasmed in the strange threesome and he isn’t even in the room.

Although guilt is consuming him, Levi can’t commit to pulling away yet. He might as well see it through to the end now that he’s become a part of it all.

Your cunt clenches around the guy’s cock like a vice, coaxing whatever last reserves of self-restraint he has before he grunts out a loud, “Fuck!” and slams his hips into you one last time, filling the condom with cum.

You feel the warmth bulging inside of you — lucky for someone to have gotten off in this exchange. Your pussy throbs and you squirm unhappily, hoping he might keep going.

“More?” the guy asks, breathless and shocked. “For real?”

“Mm. More, I need more,” you tell him, your walls fluttering around him. “Please, please give me more—”

No, no, no, Levi thinks in a panic. Please no more! As if being subjected to listening to some guy cumming after being in your pussy was bad enough, Levi wants nothing more than for it all to be over so he doesn’t have to listen anymore. He knows he could easily put in earphones and tune you both out, but that’s not the point.

Still, he feels a sudden rush of bitter hatred when the guy slaps your skin and makes you whine, all before laughing and pulling out. Levi hears nothing for a moment until he hears a drawer pulling open and slamming shut, and he thinks in a hot flush that he’s about to have a terribly unhappy night listening to you getting screwed again.

You watch the stranger shake his cock for a moment once the old and used condom is off, and he quickly puts on a new one while he’s still hard and admirably shoves himself back inside. Your wet warmth welcomes him back encouragingly, and there’s no trouble keeping him hard once you’ve gripped him back inside. The man shifts himself inside of you and moves in and out, his eyes trained carefully on your face as if assessing your enjoyment.

He creeps a hand between your legs and thumbs the hood of your pussy, and your eyes flash open with surprise at the feeling of his thumb on your clit.

“My god, you’re fucking gorgeous,” he comments, and Levi curses.

This can’t go on! Levi feels his mind reeling and he refuses to take responsibility for what his body does next; he wipes his hand on his joggers and glares at the door. Taking a few strides towards it, Levi forgets the cum on the floor and grabs one of his jumpers, pulling it over his head as he grabs his five seconds of courage by the balls and swings his door open.

The sound of you being fucked is made even more pronounced in the hallway. Levi’s never admired his other hall-mates until now, because he knows they’re all either listening in the same horror as Levi used to or they’re out somewhere missing all of the drama. Still, Levi feels his heart thumping wildly in his chest as he raises his fist, and without thinking any of it through, he bangs his hand on your door three loud times.

The sounds cease.

Levi hears a flustered “fuck!” and a confused moan, each one from a different person, and now that he’s knocked, Levi knows if he does a runner, you’ll only know it was him when his door shuts in the now uncomfortable silence. Standing in the hallway, he knows he has to live out his embarrassment and see it through.

The stranger pulls out of you in a fluster, staring down at you with surprise. “Should we answer it?”

You crane to listen, half-hoping it was a knock on someone else’s door and not your own, but you reluctantly glance up at him in shock and pick yourself up off the bed.

“Um…” you start, flustered and scanning the floor for something to put on. You spot your dressing gown slung over the chair at your desk and reach for it, giving the guy a pointed look as he scrambles for his underwear. You hoped it wouldn’t have, but the vibe is killed rather cruelly by whoever is banging your door so loudly.

Tying the cord around your waist, you pass by the guy with a sheepish smile and smooth a hand across his chest. In a way, the stranger is surprisingly handsome, especially considering you only picked him out for the way his hair looked. He grins after a while and grabs his shirt, holding it in his hand as he leans to kiss your lips and slither past you.

“Lemme get it,” he suggests, already making his way to the door. You let him go without protest, simply standing to the side as he reaches the door, twists the handle and pulls it open. The map of muscles in his back tense when he sees Levi standing outside.

“Levi,” he says dumbly. Levi blinks in confusion. How does he know this guy, and more importantly, how does this guy know him? The stranger seems to pick up on his blatant confusion and shifts uncomfortably, “It’s Samuel. I live in Isabel’s flat.”

Levi visibly grimaces.

This city is just too small and he hates it so much. Why the fuck did the guy fucking you have to be someone in close connection to one of his closest friends, and why the fuck did it have to be the guy involved in the sex Levi has just jerked off to?

“We met?” Levi decides to ask.

“Not officially,” mutters Samuel.

Levi ignores him and glances back into the darkness, schooling his features into disinterest with all of his strength when he sees you standing in the shadows.

The revealing V of your dressing gown attracts his attention, his eyes trained on the curving line of your breasts pushed together by your folded arms. He looks up to your neck and face, shining with a thin sheen of sweat, and then finally acknowledges your face.

Your makeup is smudged in a way that makes Levi’s cock twitch again, but he refuses to feed in to the pleasure he so badly wants to seek at the sight of you, fucked-out and equally surprised to see him standing like a loser in your doorway. You take a single step forward in what looks like wonder.

“What…are you doing here?” Samuel asks hesitantly.

Levi remembers he’s there and glares at him. “I live next door.”

“Oh,” says Samuel.

“I don’t care that you’re fucking. Trust me, I don’t.” He’s lying. “But can you be quiet about it?”

His voice cuts deep, making Samuel flinch, but in Levi’s peripheral he sees your face twist into an amused smile, your feet shuffling across the wooden floor to arrive by Samuel’s side.

“She’s not that loud,” Samuel attempts to say, in a pathetically unenthusiastic voice. Even he must know to an extent that you’re actually extremely loud.

Levi’s brows raise. “It’s not her I’m bothered about.”

“Oh,” Samuel says again. He turns to look at you like a deer caught in the headlights, but when his face drops at the look of amusement on your face, something tells Levi that Samuel may have expected you to defend him the way he just tried to defend you.

Samuel’s eyes narrow and he snatches himself away from the door to find his shoes and phone. “Whatever man. She’s a slut anyway, you must be used to it by now.”

Levi hums, his eyes on you as you look back at him, unmoving, unbothered. Your eyes drop suddenly to his bottoms before pulling back up with your brows raised. After looking down with reluctance, Levi spots the cum he wiped on his joggers in a smudge across his thigh and he pauses.

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

He can’t think of any other words.

Samuel slips his shoes back on and levels a dirty look in your direction, but you just smile sympathetically and wish him goodnight. He mutters something rude under his breath and barges past Levi on his way out, and Levi makes a point of watching Samuel go whilst trying to pretend that neither of you has just spotted what is drying to a crusty stain on his joggers.

Levi continues to stare down the hallway even when the door has slammed shut and Samuel has disappeared, but the sound of your feet shuffling on the floor makes him look back. He must be a good actor, because your brows furrow for a moment when you lock eyes, as if you aren’t sure whether or not he’s angry.

Of course, Samuel had been right. You were a loud fuck, you were a bit of a slut, and Levi is very familiar with the guests coming and going from your bedroom. But none of that matters at all now he’s here, looking at you hidden underneath a dressing gown, your lips parted with hesitance.

Levi stares at you for a second, wondering what he could possibly say to you now that the chance is right there. He should have known he’d say something stupid — Levi copies your facial expression and clicks his tongue: “I know you can actually do better than that.”

His words take you by surprise, but he watches as your wide eyes soften and your smile twists — his stomach churns, thrilled, enamoured. If he was stupid, he’d push himself into your room and kiss you, but luckily, he’s exhausted his daily dose of stupidity and fallen back into his usual state of normalcy.

“Oh, really?” you ask sarcastically. This is the first time he’s heard you talking since your shy little hello a few days ago, and without a wall between you and some dude’s dick up your pussy.

Levi hums, weaker than before. “Him, of all people?”

“Well, I don’t pick them for their personality,” you tell him, and he blinks as he realises that you’re actually discussing the people you bring back to your room. Levi lets it sink in until it does, deep in his stomach, and he feels his neck burning.

Suddenly, Levi is uncomfortably aware of how aware you are; you know you’re loud, and you know Levi can hear every moan and cry and whimper, every thud against the wall, every gasp of breath, every boy. And something tells him that none of that is accidental.

“...Thank god for that,” he drawls finally, his gaze hardening on your own. This time, you hum, mockingly, and tilt your head while you look at him.

Levi doesn’t know how long he stands there for. All he knows is that the tension between you is so thick it’s almost choking him. He doesn’t even know if you can feel it too — the unimaginable jolt of sexual tension coiling around his body like a snake, his whole body vibrating excitedly.

It would be so easy to move forward towards you. Levi doesn’t even think you’d refuse him. The sultry look in your eyes is inviting, enticing, and he lets his gaze wander back to the slip of skin above your breasts before he snatches his gaze back.

“I’ll be more quiet, if that’s what you’d like,” you say after a while.

He doesn’t say anything at first. Just looks at you for a second, weighing his options. Then, his gaze softens and he grunts — no. Be as loud as you want.

You seem to understand, for the smile widens into a pleased grin. “Alright. Sorry, Levi.”

He prays that you didn’t just see his body flinch as you said his name. Levi grunts again and waves his hand dismissively, turning for his room before the excitement of everything makes him become stupid again. He’s done enough stupid things today, thank you!

“Night, Y/N,” he says through clenched teeth, and if he had looked back, he would have seen the smile widen to a degree he could have never even expected, the confirmation you needed being your name on his lips, a name he would have only heard had he been listening.

Levi refuses to give in to his dumb urges and leans his back against his door when it shuts closed, listening shamefully as you hesitate before closing your door behind him. Finally, he lets out an exhausted breath and closes his eyes again.

For fuck sake. He’s a moron.

A moron who wants to fuck his neighbour, and is pretty sure that you know it.

Would you let him?

Levi stops himself from groaning like a pathetic loser when he thinks of you again, this time opening your door and letting him in, slipping the gown down your arms so that your breasts fall out for him; his hands grabbing them, pushing you back on the bed you were just being fucked on; his dick slipping inside of you, your cunt clenched around him, lips on his hands, cum filling you up like a cake, pooling out of you—

Levi feels his cock twitch again. He sighs loudly.

He’s going to need another shower. Preferably a long cold one. Hopefully cold enough to send him into shock and kill him, just to spare him from the humiliating reality that Levi Ackerman has become an infatuated sad fuck with a raging hard crush on his stunningly sexy neighbour.

Levi groans again. Fuck.

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4ngeldusstt · 5 days

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B U R N I N G D E S I R E

A/N: this was supposed to be an attempt of smut but i got stuck at one part so i decided to make it this way, so here is some suggestive post war!Levi for u

Warnings: smut, mentions of scars

Word count: 446

“Levi” you said as an attempt to catch his attention, leaving a trail of feathery light kisses along his jaw. A groan escapes his lips as you slowly straddle him placing your legs on each side of his thighs. “I love you, I’m so incredibly lucky to call you mine. So handsome.. I couldn’t stop staring at your amazing body earlier when you came out of the shower, the mere sight of you drives me insane.” praising him, you start slowly moving your hips, the friction making his breath hitch. “I want you to feel how aroused you make me Levi, only you can do that to me without even doing anything.” His arms wrapping around your waist pulling your bodies as close as they can be.

“Do I still cause you this feeling?” His voice was quiet and low, insecurity flooding his thoughts. Ever since the war ended and he made it back injured, his body was going trough changes, he gained some healthy weight and he felt awfully insecure due to the scar that covered half of his face and the ones that adorned his beautiful body. He didn’t think that you still loved every single inch of him, as if your love for him would ever change.

His amazing body and handsome face was something you worshiped daily. You were so proud of him and his scars only ment that he risked his life to save all of us. It flooded you with pride to be his. “Levi, you dedicated your heart for us, you are a hero. And I couldn’t be more proud of you.” You praised, as his sight was fixated on admiring your features, giving you his full attention, taking in every single word.

He got up, placing you gently down the soft mattress, your eyes fixated on him as he got rid of his shirt, his broad shoulders and still very muscular torso in full display. Hovering over you his lips found yours not wasting any second, kissing you with a burning desire almost desperate to demonstrate with this action that he was still worthy of you, trying to show how much he loved and cared for you with each kiss he placed on your lips and skin, his callused hands roaming your body holding you close to his. “L-Levi, p-please.” You begged, not knowing what you were begging for but you begged, for him not to stop touching you, to keep kissing you, to fuck you senseless, to love you.

“Patience, princess. Let me take my time, I promise it’ll be worth it.” ‘I promise I’ll be worthy’ he thought, as his lips lowered painfully slow down your body.

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moumouton4 · 8 months

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We've Got Time || Levi Ackerman x reader

A/n : Prompt 1 of the Smutember 2023 ( I'll do a masterlist tomorrow when I stop having cramps )

The list of prompts is HERE

Smutember 2023 Masterlist ⚜

Warnings : no mention of gender for reader, mention of morning wood, grinding, shower sex, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

Masterlist ⚜

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Word count : 832

Firstly it was never easy to get Levi to, you know, do the do. For multiple reasons. It was the way he is and also well he was kinda really tired. I mean most of the days he would go beyond the walls to slaughter titans and in the evening - even the night - he would find himself locked in his office to finish writing the reports concerning the said attacks

And especially after his shifts. He always finishes so late. As soon as he entered the room he would make a beeline to the shower and then to the bed. Where he would fall asleep as soon as his head would hit the pillow

In those moment he wouldn’t even bother give you a goodnight kiss, though his arm would wrap around you as the night goes on

At first no one would say anything. Even if you wanted you would keep it in thinking he was going to be too tired. In other words you didn’t want to bother him with your needs

Something you were ages away to know, was that he too wanted some days to make one with you. But he was tired - and sometimes got nightmares

He got a lot self-conscious knowing that he couldn’t show you his love in this way, knowing that he struggled to show it in other ways ( I like to think he doesn’t have a lot of way to show his love : jealousy, protectiveness and sex )

But at some point, the throb between your legs got the better of you

So one morning :

You heard him shuffle beside you. He was about to get out of bed and get to work - like any other day - so you took your chance before. You rolled over and circled his lean waist with your arms. His hands joined yours before he genty tried to make you lose your grip. You used all your might to keep him down with you. His voice sounded groggy and rough with sleep “Go back to sleep Y/n you still have an hour before having to get up”

But you were going to let him leave you like this. You climbed on top of him and he actually let you - because seriously he could have gotten up minutes ago if he didn’t want to stay longer - his hands shooting to your hips. He sighed before continuing sternly “I have to go now. I can’t be late”

“And you won’t be. You’re already early. Levi please… I just can’t do as if-” but your breath hitched when you felt his morning wood press under you, right where you wanted, needed him the most. He knew you could feel it, and it only made it harder to ignore.

A moan almost escaped his lips when he felt you subtly grinding on him. He gripped your hips harder as if to stop you “Come on I still have to shower before actually leaving” but as he said that his hands subtly helped you in your motion.

You didn’t stop. in fact your ground harsher on his throbbing length, making his head go back in the pillows - it felt so good - “we’ve got time. And besides…” you said seductively as your fingers drew patterns on his chest “we could kill two birds with one stone, if we were to do it under the shower. We won’t make any mess and you’ll be clean in no time” you whispered seductively in his ear, sending shivers down his spine. His grip on you tightened and he sighed in defeat. He knew from the blood rushing down his body that he would have to take care of it anyways.

“Hold onto me” he said as his arms pulled you flush against his chest, before he got up to bring you both to his shower. With your face in his neck you weren’t able to see the small smile on his usually sour face. He was just so happy that you took the initiative to spend an intimate moment with him, instead of blaming him for the lack of time to give you in his day. Here's one more reason why he chose you for s/o.

He used all his might that morning in the shower not to rail the fuck out of you, because you had an expedition in the afternoon. He still manages to give you your cock shot for the day. Everyone noticed the slight change in Corporal Levi's demeanor, as he seemed a little more relaxed. He told anyone who asked to fuck off.

Since almost every morning, you've been meeting in the shower to make love, as if it were the only thing keeping you lucid. That's when you discovered that Levi had a lot more stamina than he let you see. With a bit of luck, you might end up winning the chance to have sex in your bed.

#attack on titan #attack on titan imagine #aot imagine #shinegki no kyojin #shingeki no kyogin imagine #snk imagine #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman imagine #levi ackerman smut #levi ackerman x reader smut #levi x reader #smutember 2023 #smut #miri-writes

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fscottcatsgerald · 1 year

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Comforting Levi Headcanons

warnings: hurt/comfort; gn!reader

do you ever just think about comforting Levi through literally any of the extreme amount of shit he’s been put through?

him letting you hug him for the first time ✨ he’s not quite sure how to respond at first and just stiffly let’s you hold him. It’s the gentle stroking of his back with your fingers that finally loosens him into timidly wrapping his arms around you; his head falling to rest on your shoulder as he takes in the unfamiliar feeling of being held and loved. he doesn’t stray away from your touch like he may have in the past and instead grips ahold of you impossibly tighter.

depending on how close your bond is and how comfortable he is in your presence he may actually, albeit extremely rarely, allow himself to shed like two whole tears. but that’s it. he’s still reserved enough to hold in the bulk of his pain in front of you.

stroking the back of his neck around his hairline is one of few things that makes him melt further into you. it’s an unfamiliar and incredibly vulnerable spot, but comforting when coming from you. he lets you gently tease at his short hair as he burrows his face further into the junction of your shoulder and neck; slowly breathing in your scent.

it’s a moment only for the two of you. if anyone were to happen upon you unexpectedly *cough* hange *cough* he might actually kill them, or at least traumatize them into never speaking of it.

conclusion: levi is rough around the edges, but can be persuaded to melt into your arms and escape your harsh reality for short moments of reprieve 🥲

#im at work and apparently not okay #I can’t stop thinking about him #levi X reader #levi X you #levi Ackerman X reader #levi ackerman X you #levi ackermann X reader #levi Ackerman imagines #levi ackermann imagines #attack on Titan imagine #attack on Titan imagines #aot imagine #aot imagines #snk imagine #snk imagines #levi ackermann #levi ackerman

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spaceisout · 1 year

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Reiner being an absolute sweetheart

Pairing: Au!College Reiner Braun x F!Reader

Warning(s): a bit of sadness and being distant, also him just showering you in compliments <3

#aot smau #reiner braun #reiner braun x reader #reiner braun x you #aot reiner #snk reiner #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin x reader #aot fluff #snk fluff #aot x you #aot #snk x reader #aot x reader #aot texts #snk imagine

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dumbkiri · 5 months

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𝕆𝕌ℝ 𝕎𝔸ℝ 『2』

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴏ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴀʟ

[Name] is put on trial for abandonment and conflict of interests. She retells her story of what happened in Shiganshina. Her bravery wasn't unnoticed. Every person in that courtroom recognized her for her strength besides her accuser.

“I know this could be difficult,” Zachary’s old voice spoke out to the courtroom, but he was directing his attention to the woman standing alone with her enemies to her right and her comrades to her left. “But I need you to tell me what happened that day. Why are you being tried for this error that could have been made by anyone?”

[Name] blinked and nodded her head to tell her side of the story. The shackles on her hands clanged together when she straightened up. Taking a deep breath, she began, “I was meeting up with Commander Pixis of the Garrison to talk about extra defenses along the walls. I had proposed the idea to my own commander and he thought I should relay it to Commander Pixis as soon as I could. That day I was pardoned from the expedition and allowed to see my family.”

A flash of Carla, Eren and Mikasa’s face appeared in her memory. The memory of yesterday’s early morning where everything was fine.

“My kid siblings are very fond of the Scouts and we bid our farewells to them. Captain Levi and Squad Leader Hanji can testify to that,” She added shortly then continued, “After that, I took them home and helped my mom prepare supper. I lost track of time and my comrade, Valery O’Hara, came to my house and reminded me of my meeting.”

…

“[Name], your father is preparing for something and I don’t know what it is.” Carla stopped undressing the goose at the counter and she set her feathered hands down with a gloom look on her face. “He’s always gone and-”

The young female shook her head and continued to wash the dishes in the sink, “Mom, you know I can’t say anything. I promised Father that I would keep you guys safe from his secrets and our world. You saw what I am and you can trust me to save you guys no matter what.”

[Name] dried her hands off and she grabbed her mom by the shoulders, “When Father is gone, I will be here. You call out to me whenever you need help, send a letter, say my name a million times, anything and I will listen to your call.” Her [e.color] eyes had a flicker of [f.color] shine in them before disappearing and Carla breathed out a small ‘okay’.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

“Do you know who could be at the door?” Carla questioned wiping her hands onto her apron and [Name] groaned.

“I may have forgotten an important meeting with Commander Pixis. I have to go, but don’t forget my words.” [Name] hurriedly pressed a kiss on Carla’s cheek and dashed to the front door greeting her comrade, Valery O’Hara. “Yep, Val, I know! Thanks for coming by to get me!”

Carla shook her head with a small smile on her face watching her step-daughter jump onto her horse and riding away with urgency. “That girl is always running late.”

…

“When I made it to Wall Maria, I was greeted by some Garrison soldiers joking about my lateness to the meeting. Before I could dismount my horse there was a strike of lightning that appeared behind the group and I. It shook the ground and left us all stunned in a stupor. But when we turned around, we questioned the large hand placed on top of the wall. Some soldiers questioned the possibility of a titan that huge and some were still stunned in silence.”

[Name] kept her eyes connected with Zachary’s and said with a detached tone as if she didn’t want to remember the events of Shiganshina. “In a matter of seconds, Shiganshina began to fall. The titan that loomed over our walls looked down at us and kicked a massive hole at the entrance. Titans were filtering in and rubble from the wall flew in all kinds of directions. Fire was catching onto buildings and the innocent.

“Immediately, I went into action and demanded extra gear and gas tanks to kill those titans. I wasn’t going to stay stuck in my fear. People were going to die and I had to move-”

“You mean your family was in danger, that was all you thought about,” Captain Woerman cruelly said with a sneer on his long face.

[Name] rightfully ignored him and said, “I was granted gear and I charged back towards Shiganshina to help every citizen escape.”

…

“Welcome back, Miss ‘Tardiness’,” A Garrison soldier snickered and stopped [Name]’s horse from going into Wall Maria. Reaper huffed at the soldier and pulled his head away with disdain for the man.

“Sorry, James, but Reaper doesn’t like anyone touching him,” [Name] laughed and gently petted the black horse to settle him down.

James cocked an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest, a teasing smile on his face, “Yeah, sure. I thought I saw Reaper being all soft with a certain captain in your regimen before. Reaper is also fond of that captain’s female horse.”

“What can I say? Reaper has exceptions and-”

BOOM!

An intense sound resonated within the Wall of Shiganshina and it shook [Name] to her core knowing what exactly makes that kind of sound. Her body slowly turned to the sound and she was startled by the large muscle hand on top of the wall.

‘No, no, no! Why is the Colossal Titan here!” [Name] shouted mentally disturbed by the sight of a Warrior by her home. It peered over the wall and another loud sound of the entrance being kicked in almost knocked her off of Reaper. There was no time to question or hesitate any longer. The screams of citizens terrified her more than the Colossal Titan did.

“James, you gotta give me gear to fight!”

“R-right, follow me!” James hopped onto his own horse and he took off to a refill station. Reaper kept up with James and it only took them a few minutes to get to the station. Once there, they jumped off their horses and [Name] was given ODM gear to go help the evacuation. The gear was strapped on nicely and quickly [Name] ran back to Shiganshina. She hooked her wires onto some buildings and it didn’t take her long to scale up the wall.

Fire had spread among Shiganshina and [Name] jumped off the wall to start killing titans. She knew the Garrison would only rely on their cannons and defenses instead of their gear and swords. Any sane person would resort to weapons that allowed long distance. But a real soldier would engage into close combat to ensure the kill.

…

“I focused my killings at the entrance to stop more from coming in. Very few of the Garrison soldiers were actually using their ODM gear to engage with the titans and they continued to fire cannons at citizens and titans with their fear stricken minds.

“The titan pile I formed at the entrance only allowed a few to crawl through so I flew to help the citizens that were dealing with titans that came in a lot earlier and faster. I was all over the city of Shiganshina killing every titan that was near me. I killed 27 titans by myself, that’s more than every Garrison soldier that was present that day. I mean no disrespect to the regimen or the soldiers, but to hold me accountable for abandonment is unfair to me.”

“You left us to fend off that abnormal titan that broke a hole into Wall Maria!” Captain Woermann shouted with another absurd interruption. “You had the strength to kill 27 titans alone, I believe she also had the strength to take down that titan too! But she abandoned her post to save her own family, it’s a conflict of interest I tell you all!”

Zachary looked back at [Name] and asked her, “What happened to your family, Ms. Jaeger?”

[Name] thought back to the scene where she almost lost her whole family in one day. She fought back the tears that were welling in her eyes and she cleared her throat, “I had finished killing off a titan that cornered a woman into an alley and stopped on a roof to examine the state of Shiganshina.

“Titans were still roaming and my old friend along with a new Garrison soldier were fighting alongside each other to get rid of some. I was going to aid them, but that’s when I heard my family crying out to me.” She swallowed the lump in her throat and she looked down at the floor. “I thought the screaming citizens terrified me more than anything, but if you had heard your family crying out your name, it would bring pain to your heart. I knew what I was doing and I traveled as fast as I could to my family. I didn’t notice it earlier, but a huge piece of rubble had landed on my home and my mother was the only one present inside of it.

“When I arrived, I saw my siblings desperately trying to lift off a large piece of rubble from our mother. To see my younger siblings cry and fail at this action broke my heart.”

…

“And that’s 27,” [Name] said out of breath landing roughly onto a rooftop. She looked around her surroundings and saw James along with the new recruit fighting together. The two of them looked like they had it covered, but [Name] couldn’t afford to lose her only allies in this battle. The young woman stepped towards them, yet she stopped herself when she heard unsynchronized cries that yelled out her name.

“[Name]!”

“[Name], where are you!”

“[Name], help mom!”

Her body froze upon hearing her family from the direction of their house. She looked at James and the girl fighting, but she couldn’t bring herself to help them. Her family needed her and she promised her mom she would be there for them when their father was absent. [Name] switched out her blades and zipped over to her house and what she saw was utterly painful.

“[Name]!” Carla called out to the soldier and reached her right hand out for help. While Mikasa and Eren looked behind them with tears in their eyes and a glimpse of hope. [Name] ran to her family and kneeled down in front of her mom. It wasn’t possible to lift this off her and her legs must be incredibly injured.

“Mom! Why isn’t there-” [Name] stopped herself short and looked at her kid siblings. Their hands had splinters and cuts on them. Then she looked back at her mom, “I’m going to get you out, I just need some time!”

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

She knew what that sound was and she peeked over the rubble to see a titan she thought she’d never see again. ‘This word is too cruel!’ She thought and focused back on trying to lift the slab of wood on her mom.

“[Name], that titan is getting closer! You have to kill it!” Eren shouted at his older sister and she shook her head, ‘no’.

“Eren, I ran out of gas traveling here! I can’t kill it, right now we need to get mom out of here!” She grunted out and the wood slab was slowly lifting off of Carla’s back. Her hands gripped tightly onto the wood and she pushed herself so she could lift it higher. But the splinters were so painful.

“Hurry and crawl out!” [Name] shouted gritting her teeth together and her eyes shut firmly. Before Carla could drag herself out the rumble of the floor shook [Name]’s exhausted legs and the wood slab fell back onto Carla. [Name] huffed out and went back to regain her position.

“Just get your siblings out of here,” Carla said with tears pooling in her eyes.

[Name] pulled out the obvious splitters and looked down at her mom, “Not a chance! We’re getting you out of here! Eren, Mikasa, when I lift this up pull mom out as fast as you can, got it?”

Both of the kids nodded their heads and [Name] placed her bloody hands on the slab again.

…

“I was prepared to save my mom and kid siblings at any cost. Unfortunately, I ran out of gas to kill that titan so I used up all my strength to lift the wood slab off my mom. I failed the first time and when I tried again, a Garrison soldier arrived on scene to help us out. His name was Hannes and he knew my family. I asked for his help, but his confidence led him to believe that he could take down the smiling titan.”

“Did he kill the titan, Ms. Jaeger?” Zachary asked, curiosity filling his eyes.

[Name] shook her head and balled up her hands into fists. Anger fueled her choice of words to describe that Garrison soldier, “He was a coward. He ran up to that titan and a few seconds later he ran back carrying my brother and sister in his arms. He left my mom and I confused and when I shouted back to him he didn’t say a word. He left us alone and he didn’t even bother to switch out his gas tanks with me.”

…

“Alright, you guys ready?”

[Name] asked her siblings and she saw Hannes come running back with a gloom look across his face. He swiftly carried Mikasa in one arm and Eren in the other. Hannes then bolted away from the two humans and titan without a word. “Hey! What the hell are you doing! Come back here!” [Name] angrily shouted and watched the coward run away.

“You damn bastard, give me your gas tanks! I can kill the titan! Hannes! You piece of shit!” [Name] shouted profanities at the man and she looked back at her mom who looked up at her with no hope in her eyes. She pulled a dagger from her boot and looked down at her palm. She inched the blade closer to her hand and when she was about to draw blood, Carla stopped her.

“Just…run away. [Name], please. They can’t lose you too.”

[Name] looked back at Carla and shook her head, “Mom, I know you don’t want to be left behind. I’m not going to-”

“Just leave me! You have to be with them!” Her golden eyes pierced through [Name]’s tough exterior and she caved in. Quietly, [Name] put her dagger away and stood up. She walked backwards and turned away from her crying mom. “You protect them, okay? You do everything in your power to save them! Don’t forget that, young lady!”

[Name] heard the titan, her true mother, move the rubble off of Carla’s body. She tuned out Carla’s grunts of pain and didn’t dare turn around. Her eyes were set on Eren who watched the whole thing happen. Then [Name] ran after her siblings putting her fingers to her lips, she let out a loud whistle to call Reaper to her. She kept doing it in short and long waves so he could track her down and it only took the animal three minutes to find her running out of breath.

[Name] hopped on him and charged the horse over to where Hannes was at with her siblings. She stopped in front of him and demanded he hand them to her. The man reluctantly let them go and where her siblings sat were reversed from earlier today. Eren sat in front with him facing her. His hands were holding tightly onto her shirt as he pressed his face into her chest.

She could feel his tears run down like a river and she rubbed his back gently with her left arm. Then Hannes put Mikasa behind her. The little girl wrapped her arms around [Name]’s abdomen and rested the left side of her face onto her back. [Name] turned to the side and wrapped her right arm around Mikasa’s back to give her comfort as well.

“[Name], I will like to apologize for-”

“Save it for someone else, coward.” [Name] glared down at Hannes with bright [f.color] eyes. Hannes looked up at her with fear and intrigued by the change of the color in her eyes. Before she left, [Name] looked down at him and said, “I could have saved her if you had handed over your gas tanks.”

…

“My mom ended up losing her life.” [Name] spoke softly with a tremble in her voice. She continued looking at the ground trying to get rid of the memories of her mother figures. Her mother, Dina Fritz, was still roaming around as a titan. She made her way to Shiganshina and ate her step-mother.

“I send my condolences out to you and your family, Ms. Jaeger. Your story is backed up by witnesses and even the soldier who cost your mother’s life admitted to his cowardice. The Garrison soldier also stated that he was drinking that day on patrol, he will be dealt with the punishment fit for him. So here is my verdict,” Zachary called for her to look up at him and she did with anxiety.

The military could be a harsh place, she knew that. But she hoped that the Premier would give her rest. She needed to be with her siblings. She needed to find her father. [Name] had many things to do and she couldn’t rot in a cell that would hinder her plans.

“The charges against you will be dismissed. I have plenty of witness statements that said it would have been impossible for you to kill the second abnormal titan that opened up Wall Maria. This abnormal titan had armor all over its body that not even the cannons could penetrate. Ms. Jaeger, you saved as many people as you could and again, I am sorry your mother wasn’t one of them. But you cannot hold blame against yourself either. Some people aren’t meant to fight titans and some are extraordinary fighters like you.”

“Thank you,” [Name] gratefully addressed Zachary and relaxed her shoulders.

“Uncuff her,” He commanded and a MP walked over to her taking her shackles off her wrists. She rubbed the sore spots and before she could say something to Zachary, he held his hand up with a gentle smile on his face. She rarely saw him looking like that considering his normal attitude. “Bring them in, this hearing is dismissed.”

The doors to the courtroom opened up and [Name] turned around to see her siblings run at her with tears in their eyes. She opened up her arms and they tackled her into a big hug. Eren was the first to say, “We thought they were going to take you away!” [Name] shook her head and pressed a kiss against his forehead, “No one is taking me away. I’m going to stay by your side from now on.”

The Garrison and Military Police left the room with the exception of her branch. She lifted Mikasa in her right arm and held Eren’s right hand in her left. Then she turned around to see her extended family giving her a warm welcome. Erwin stepped up and nodded his head, “It didn’t take long for us to gather multiple witness accounts on your behalf. What you did that day was extraordinary.”

Hanji jumped up and pointed at Levi who stood next to Erwin in the bunch, “He means that it didn’t take long for Levi to start threatening people to write down statements.”

“I didn’t threaten anyone, titan lover,” Levi grunted and he looked away from [Name] and the rest while he stood his ground. Okay, maybe he did threaten Hannes and some of the Garrison soldiers that were hesitant to write down their statements. Was he going to tell [Name] that? No way in Hell.

On the other hand, [Name] couldn’t help, but smile at Levi’s lack of eye contact and instead brought her attention to the whole group, “Thank you all for this. I’m not sure what I would’ve done if-” She felt Eren’s hand clench her own tighter and the boy was staring at the floor with an intense gaze. “Anyways, I’m glad you all came to my defense. My family and I appreciate it, right Eren? Mikasa?”

Mikasa nodded her head and Eren mumbled a small “thanks “ to which Hanji squealed with excitement. “Ah! He reminds me of you when you get all flustered. Say, Eren, are you embarrassed right now? Does standing in front of your idols make you all giddy?”

Eren looked back at Hanji and shouted with the biggest blush on his face, “No! You're not my idol! [Name] is a-and…maybe…” Eren’s eyes drifted over to Levi who crossed his arms over his chest with his neutral expression plastered on his face. “-just [Name]!”

“Eren, your ears are turning red,” Mikasa pointed out and the boy looked at her with betrayal etched onto his face.

[Name] wanted to tease her brother as well, “Uh-oh, are you lying to squad leader Hanji, Eren? Your ears only turn red when you’re lying.”

Eren let go of her hand and slapped his hands over his ears, shaking his head, “I’m not lying! It’s just…it’s hot in this mucky room and you know what? Let’s just leave already!” He tugged on her hand hard and she couldn’t help herself by laughing some more. She was grateful that she was still able to pull this front on. To keep her mask from breaking.

Yet everything was falling into place. The loss of her second mother, her missing father, her trial and getting back her siblings. The invasion by the warriors, the war that was coming. The plan her father gave her was going to start rolling.

And there was nothing she could do to stop it.

“[Name], is everything okay?”

“Huh?” She looked up at her comrades and saw their worried faces. She shook her head and waved her hand with a weak smile, “Ah, don’t worry about me. The stress is finally being released, you know?” Oh, they all knew what she meant. They had their own regrets and dwelled in their mistakes and the deaths that were caused by them.

“Eren and Mikasa, I hope you don’t mind, but you’re going to have to live in my house in Trost.”

“That’s okay, but what about Armin and his grandfather?” Eren asked, looking up at her with a penetrating stare. [Name] didn’t know what to say to her brother. She didn’t have room for those two unless she made the kids bunk up with one another. She also had to turn her office into a room for Armin’s grandfather. It wouldn’t be too much work.

“I will make sure to look for them and offer them to live with us.”

This made Eren wrap his arms around her waist and mutter a thanks into her side. [Name] hugged him back with her free arm and looked back at her comrades, “Shall we go now? After being locked in a stuffy cell, I’m dying for a few drinks and some decent food.”

“Oh we should go to that pub near your house then! I love their cheesy bread!” Hanji exclaimed and began to lead the group out of the courtroom. She was left alone with her siblings and she gently set Mikasa down on the floor. She looked at them as they stared back at her.

“Look,” [Name] softly began speaking, “I’m sorry you guys had to see all that terror. I’m sorry for not being there when you needed me. I’m sorry I couldn’t save mom from that titan. I should have done better. I could have done better. Will you both forgive me for my mistakes and lack of strength?”

Mikasa looked at Eren and the boy was doing his best to hold his tears in. He looked at his older sister and sniffed, “It wasn’t your fault. It’s all mine.” [Name] was confused and she asked Eren to clarify what he meant.

“I brought up that Eren wanted to join the Scouts.” Mikasa said quietly that [Name] almost didn’t catch it. The black haired girl held a lot of guilt in her dark eyes.

“So mom and I got into a huge fight and I left without saying goodbye. Then when the titan showed up, we ran back to our house and she was stuck. We couldn’t do anything! We’re the ones that didn’t have the strength! We’re the weak ones, not you!”

[Name] heard the sorrow in Eren’s voice, but the tone of anger was outshining it. She pulled her siblings in a tight hug and rubbed her hands up and down their backs. “Don’t think like that.” She said firmly, “You both are just children. I am an adult and I shouldn’t have let you deal with that burden. So put it on me. When you need to talk or a shoulder to cry on, you let me know. Lay it all on me.” [Name] reaffirmed.

She could feel their small bodies cry on her sturdy one. A few minutes passed and their sobs became sniffles. [Name] slowly let them go and watched them wipe their eyes and snotty noses with the sleeves of their cardigans.

“Can we go get some of that cheesy bread Hanji talked about?” Eren asked with the corners of his eyes red with irritation.

[Name] nodded her head with a grin, “Of course, Eren. I’ll make sure you both get enough of it.” She stood up and took both their hands in her confident grip. [Name] had to step it up as a guardian. The shank attached to the inside of her boot was snug, a result of plan B.

She was glad that Zachary let her go or else this courtroom would have fell down in her transformation. [Name] and her siblings were greeted outside by the Scouts who waited for their moment to end. The carriages were all set to go and Hanji insisted that she ride with the kids while [Name] talked to Erwin and Levi.

She watched her siblings follow Hanji into their designated carriage. Then she looked at Erwin who was staring straight into her soul. Again with his curious gaze, she walked into the carriage and scooted over for Levi to join her side.

[Name] took a deep breath in and when the carriage started moving, she retold the story again to her commanding officer.

#x reader #anime imagine #manga imagine #x female reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman imagine #eren jaeger #aot imagine #snk imagine #attack on titan #attack on titan imagine

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animeniac-writings · 1 year

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because it's my favorite endearing intimacy

please think about kissing Levi's hands.

Holding his hands gently, he may scoff at how ridiculous it is you're so careful with them, with him. But you smile and do so anyway.

Levi setting down the cup of tea he made you, brewed perfectly, and you grasp his scarred hand with as much care as he holds his porcelain cups.

He stills, locking you with a questioning gaze and you just hum before lifting the remaining digits to your lips. They're soft on his twisted skin, and curve into a smile pressed to the back of his hand.

Nothing else is said as you let go of him, but the loving look in your eyes tracks him as he pulls out his chair across from you at the small table and sits down with his own steaming cup that matches yours.

#Levi Ackerman x reader #Levi Ackerman imagine #snk x reader #snk imagine #aot x reader #aot imagine #my stuff #Shingeki no Kyojin x reader #Shingeki no Kyojin imagine #attack on titan x reader #attack on titan imagine

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sugawara-levi · 10 months

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the beach! with Reiner

cuddly Reiner imagine <3

established relationship, g/n reader

You place your towels right next to each other, they’re the same size and type but his look so much smaller under him.

He will want to stay as close as possible to you because he just loves your skin. Can’t get enough of it. That poor boy.

It’s so hot though. The weather. And his touch on top of it.

You want him to hold you because you know how much he loves to have you close.

But it’s just so fucking warm.

You’re quite literally melting into his touch and not in the good way.

How is he not affected by this?

You turn over to the side to look at him, his hand draped all over your stomach.

Of course, the big oaf is asleep.

Seeing this as a chance you skimmy out from underneath his plate-sized hand. You are soon freed, but your towel is not.

Oh well, a golden opportunity to check out the water temperature.

As soon as you leave he wakes up though. Looking around confused as to where his baby went until he sees you just by the water.

He stays back, enjoy the sun, enjoy the view of you.

You test the water with your toes, splash about a bit as you walk further out, looking at the sand between your toes. When you turn to look back at him you see that he’s now awake.

You ask him if he wants to join for a swim, but not yet he says, he just wants to watch you enjoy yourself right now.

When you get back your body is cool from the bath, you’re dripping everywhere including on him. He doesn’t mind, just smiles and asks you if it was nice.

Yea, it was very nice, he should’ve joined.

He will soon, he says.

He just wants to hold you a bit more first.

This time it’s not that overwhelming when he wraps his body around yours. His hair tickles your face and you giggle into each other.

When he’s content you go for another swim, together this time.

©sugawara-levi, do not copy or republish

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24hlevi · 1 year

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Congrats on 1.7k! If it’s okay, can I request Pieck and Angst 8 - Injury? Maybe perhaps a little bit of fluff 4 on the side? We all deserve some Pieck love in these trying times

oh. my. god. i love pieck so much. i miss aot thank god it's came back yesterday night & later this year. thank you so so much for requesting this 🫶

— love war

pieck finger (attack on titan) x gn!reader

genre: fluff

summary: angst prompt 8(injury) and fluff prompt 4(first kiss) from my 1,700 follower event

warnings: language, typical aot violence

the day marley declared war on paradis island was surely a day everyone would remember. with the way eren jeager rose from beneath the stage in his full titan glory, it was almost as if marley finally would understand how the "devils of paradis" felt when they attacked first. the chaos all erupted so fast hardly anyone had any time to react before eren began fighting the warhammer titan. believing on marely territory they would win the battle, but they only ended up getting beaten to a pulp by the scouts of paradis with no help whatsoever from anyone else. that meant using all the titans to fight against eren, including the girl you were in love with, the warrior that was pieck. and nothing could have prepared you for what was bound to happen.

"gabi! falco! stay close with me!" you yelled to the two kids, running around on the cement while looking around at all the fighting happening above and around you. "shit, shit, shit!" you cursed, continuing to run.

the two preteens ran behind you, gabi with a rifle in her hands and falco trying to keep his head straight instead of looking all around like you were. thankfully, you were also equipped with a rifle you stole off a body, running while hearing the screams of civilians as the three of you ran towards the fight instead of the opposite way where everyone else was going. your knuckles were turning white from how tightly you were gripping the gun in your hands as your hair began to stick to your forehead from sweat building up on your skin. you couldn't believe this was happening. the people of paradis had attached on marely territory, meaning they had no fear of them having more titans, more military, more strength.

"y/n! where are we even going?!" falco yelled over the commotion around you all.

"we have to help the warriors!" you yelled in response, turning the corner and seeing the fight from the little alleyway you three were at. "damn it," you cursed under your breath.

gabi and falco were staring at the fight with wide eyes, in shock when you heard screaming from above, making your head shoot up at the rooftop above you, seeing fire and your eyes widened quickly.

"pieck!" you exclaimed, seeing the woman's titan fall from the rooftop as falco and gabi followed your eyes and yelled after you.

you quickly ran up to the titan as captain magath found gabi and falco, checking on them first before cocking his own rifle and firing up at the scouts from above who tried shooting down at pieck. when the girl emerged from the nape of the titan, all of the color in your face drained upon seeing her.

"pieck! we have to get you out of here!" you told her, hooking your rifle over your shoulder and wrapping your arms around her waist to pull her up and out.

"you need..to run," pieck said to you, looking up as the others shot at the scouts on the roofs.

"we're not leaving you!" you exclaimed, pulling her out of the titan and tightly holding onto her, "you're gonna be alright, i swear."

"don't shoot! please!" you heard falco yell behind you, causing you to turn your head and see a scout come at you with some sort of long weapon in his hands.

covering pieck with your body, the steam from pulling her out released and the scout missed the shot, making you let out a sigh of relief before jumping down with pieck still in your arms. "falco! gabi! get in a building now!" you yelled at the two kids.

both quickly nodded, about to run into the building before seeing zeke collapse in front of them. all of your eyes went wide at seeing the beast titan fallen, catching a glimpse of a scout landing on him and tossing a grenade onto the nape of zeke's neck. "get inside!" you told the kids, making them quickly run into the nearest building and hide inside.

captain magath had followed you four, telling you to watch pieck while he stayed with the two kids. you laid pieck down on the wooden floor, seeing the blood which made you worry if she would heal fast enough, not realizing how evident it was on your face until she spoke.

"it's okay...i'll be fine," she told you quietly.

"i know, i know. i'm still going to worry, though," you responded, sitting down next to her, trying to ignore the fighting outside.

a light chuckle came from pieck, making you turn your head and look at her confused. "you worrying about me? that's new."

"i always worry about you," you mumbled under your breath, assuming she wouldn't hear.

suddenly, you felt her hand grab ahold of yours, making you look over at her confused again only to see her smiling.

"always? that's definitely new. but why?" pieck said, tilting her head to the side. "if i'm about to die i would rather know now than never."

now you looked at her with light shock. knowing you had just accidentally tossed yourself deeper into this hole, you bit down on your tongue before sighing, using your other hand to grab onto hers before answering. "because i love you. i have since we were kids and we were warrior candidates but when you got picked and i was sent to be in the marely army, i gave up. i figured there was no way a warrior would want to be with someone normal in the military. but, the reality is that i was never able to forget you. so i rose in the ranks as much as i could so i could be on the battlefield with you. even if i could easily get killed, just being in the same presence with you was enough for me." you explained, looking down at the ground to avoid eye contact with her.

when you finally looked at pieck after a few seconds of silence, you were surprised to see her suddenly sitting up beside you. her grip on your hands tightened slightly and she smiled at you.

"well, if i had known that a while ago then i'm sure you would've figured out i feel the same," pieck said to you with a small smile.

now you looked at the girl confused, not wanting to believe what you heard. "you wha-"

you were cut off of your sentence by pieck leaning in and pressing a soft kiss onto your lips, resulting in your eyes going wide whilst kissing back a split second after you realized what was happening. when the two of you pulled away, you smiled at her brightly and pieck chuckled, patting your shoulder.

"don't get too excited, now. we still might not survive this," she told you.

"yeah, but at least if i die, i would die happily," you replied with a smile, your hand still holding onto hers.

"so cheesy," pieck gently pushed you, "are you gonna be like that now?"

"oh for sure, i've been holding it in for too long," you laughed lightly.

"great."

suddenly, you two heard someone clear their throat, and when you both looked over you saw both gabi and falco staring at you two with wide eyes like they had just seen a ghost.

"what was THAT?!"

"i don't know!"

"y/n and pieck LIKE EACH OTHER?!"

"APPARENTLY!"

the kids went back and forth bickering with each other, making you sigh from annoyance before pieck gently squeezed your hand, and you looked back over at her.

"let them have their moment, it'll only get worse with the teasing later," she said to you, leaning her head on your shoulder.

"good point," you grumbled under your breath.

"hey, y/n?" pieck whispered quietly.

"hm?" you hummed back.

"do you think maybe that, we're the devils and not the people of paradis island?" she asked.

"honestly...yeah. we fucked up. this is our punishment now."

"yeah, i guess you're right. even if we're eldians." she sighed, closing her eyes.

"yeah, but as long as i got you i think we'll be okay."

"cheesy, again."

"you love me, though."

"...i do."

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chrollohearttags · 1 month

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pornstar!reiner is nervous about the first time he actually films with you!..

it’s not for a lack of skill or that he thinks he’ll squander the opportunity. No, he’s certain that he’ll know what to do with it once he’s given the chance..or so he thinks. Up until this point, his only costar was his right hand and the occasional silicone assistant, who he didn’t have to worry about or check in on. He could focus solely on pleasuring himself for the viewers. But with you in the picture? He had to be a little more cautious. A little more aware of his actions..he couldn’t just thrash his cock around inside of you with no rhythm or pace like his toys. He had to make sure you were alright or otherwise, his subscribers would have his comment section littered with complaints. Naturally, he just wanted to take care of his lady as well! He couldn’t have you believing you were merely a job that needed to be finished. He wanted everyone to get a glimpse of your lovemaking firsthand. The raw, unadulterated, footage that made up your amazing sex life.

The long nights where the two of you tousled around in the sheets, laughing and exchanging sloppy pecks whilst he fed you deep strokes. Staring into each other’s eyes with sheets draped across your lower halves. Nails clawing up his back and cries calling out his name. Or when you can’t even be vexed to make it to the bed..so desperate and horny for each other that you find yourselves teasing one another on the couch. Lips smashed together in a haze of passionate kisses; your hand wrapped around his shaft..slowly stroking. While his own fondle your breasts and plunge his fingers into your sopping cunt. Listening to you moan for him..all but squirting on his digits when rapidly plunges them into you. Getting so worked up that when the moment finally does come for him to fuck you..neither of you can contain yourselves! On one hand, he wants to be entertaining and wild. The other? He can’t bring himself to defile and degrade you on camera..but he’s nervous…God, he can’t stop shaking, fidgeting and twiddling his thumbs. He wants you so badly, he can’t take it. But those annoying thoughts of being an inadequate lover or not measuring up to what you needed in the bedroom. That perhaps his online hype outweighed his actual ability but he was wrong, so very wrong..

“Don’t be scared…”

Your pretty face and mellifluous voice call out to him. Reiner’s never felt this before..this sensation of not only physical but emotional attraction as well. He’s never been captivated by someone the way he has his precious poundcake. He wants to give you the world and the best sex you’ve ever had. “You have nothing to worry about, papa..just do what feels natural. It’s just us here. They’re only getting the privilege to watch..” those words struck somewhat of a proverbial chord with him! You were right..this was your domain, you guys’ safe haven and everyone else were only guests, getting a glimpse of your world. So as he knelt into the mattress, squatting between your spread legs..you’d caress his cheek with that pretty little hand, moving down to that warm center and give him the ultimate affirmation:

“You see this? How wet I am right now..you’re the only one who can make me feel this good..so do it.”

it was just the confidence boost he needed. So naturally, he didn’t feel the need to put on a facade or hold back..once that camera started rolling, he was going to prove himself worthy of having you..

and the whole world was going to know it!

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jeanbie · 2 months

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IF I LAY HERE (WOULD YOU LIE WITH ME?) ★ masterlist.

pairing: eren x reader

genre: best friends-to-lovers-au, actor au, fluff mostly | warnings: fem!reader | wc: 2.6k

note: hey. i still love u guys and i am still pining over aot. will never stop probably. anyway, this was an older fic i wrote but i'm handing it down to eren! title is taken/inspired from chasing cars by snow patrol (my fav song)

⏤ Eren has had enough - it's been four months since he's last seen you, and he's not going to let his fame status keep him from seeing you any longer. He just hopes that you feel the same way when you see him again.

Eren was taking a pretty big risk, he knew that.

It was risky taking any step out of his apartment at any moment; he’d think he was safe until he made it to the end of the road, earphones snug in his ears, and the flash of a camera behind the bushes in the corner of his eye blinds him back to his front door in a twisted shame.

Granted, he’d expected it to be worse now that he'd booked a plane ticket and made a rather hasty, in-the-moment journey to the airport and on a plane with no layover. Usually when Eren takes a journey overseas, there’s at least one or two fans hiding in the corner of the suites waiting for him, or someone on the plane who’d recognise his face.

For this, he’d suck it up and take a photo. It was better to have good PR and be a little bit pissed off that he’d been discovered, than to have bad PR and to be known as the actor from Attack on Titan who didn’t give a damn about the people who essentially made him and his friends famous.

But Eren thought the risk was worth it this time. The plane touched down in a different country, and from there, it was an hour long train journey to a station he didn’t know anything about to meet a friend of yours he’d only seen in Instagram pictures.

You were at university now, a face he saw on a screen rather than a face he quite literally saw every day months before. It had been four months since Eren had seen his best friend, and fuck anybody who was going to make him wait a second longer before seeing you again.

You were his greatest risk, but it was worth it. You were worth it.

“Fuck, it’s insane to actually be meeting you right now.”

Frank is a good guy, ginger with circle glasses resting on the end of his roundish nose. He led Eren out of the train station, offering to pull his suitcase for him. “I mean, I’m a huge fan.” Followed by a sigh and a quiet, “Who isn’t…?”

Eren smiled at him, squinting in the sun as it hit his eyes in the direction of Frank’s face. “Thanks. I hear a lot about you, too.”

Frank grinned, whipping his head towards Eren. “All sexy and scandalous things, I hope. You know, none of us believed Y/N when she said she knew you. We thought the pictures were Photoshopped, you know how she is.” They both paused by the side of the road waiting to cross, “Shit, she’s gonna freak out when she sees you.”

That was three minutes ago, but Eren's still playing that sentence on a loop in his head. She's gonna freak out when she sees you.

He walks alongside Frank down one of the streets, past a redundant furniture store that quirks his brows. He’s missed it here, and how unbelievably, shockingly awful it all looks when you’re not looking at picturesque photos of it online.

“I thought you’d know that Y/N’s my best friend,” Eren says thoughtfully. He pauses as Frank does as a car zooms past when they’re about to cross. “I mean, people know. The photos got leaked, all of them.”

“Hey, give me a break,” Frank says dramatically. “I only really became a super fan three months ago. I'm more into Levi, you know how it goes. And yeah, I figured it out eventually. Finally, I understood why so many people at this uni wanted photographs with her and to be her best friend…”

Eren frowns. “Is it bad? She doesn’t tell me this stuff on the phone. I mean, they go crazy online when she posts pictures and we interact, but I didn’t…”

Frank shakes his head and grins at Eren as the words die out in his mouth.

“Nah, don’t panic. It’s not that bad. If anything, she might get a kick out of the fame. Trust, there’s always gonna be the girls who hate her because she’s friends with you and that’s like, what, threatening to their fantasy? But she loves you a lot, and a friendship like yours…it’s kinda like family, you know?”

Eren feels his stomach flip, butterflies going haywire. These butterflies are bitter and relentlessly fast, his heart racing that extra bit quicker. He likes the sound of family. He doesn’t like the way Frank implies it, because if Eren is ever going to consider you as family, it won’t be as his sister.

You’ve never been his sister, even when you became part of his family growing up on special occasions, or even just on a daily basis when you came to visit. There were times his family called you their own, but you were never his sister. It was different than that; you both knew it but never dared acknowledge it.

Frank makes small talk until they make it to the student accomodation you currently live at, and because Frank knows basically everybody, a student comes to the gate to let them both in. They’re nice and tall, wearing an Aston Villa shirt that Eren remembers looks a lot like your dad’s back in the day. Might be the same kind, might be a vintage.

He smiles at him, because maybe this guy knows Eren, but then the guy just turns back into the common room and doesn’t come out again. Frank doesn’t live here - he lives in a flat of his own around the corner, but Frank might as well be a resident here. He lets himself in towards the lift and shoots a text to one of your flatmates.

“Apparently she’s in the shower,” Frank says casually. He locks his phone, taps his foot as the lift rises, “Let’s hope she doesn’t stride out completely stark naked as you’re in there.”

He almost blushes, “Ha, yeah.”

He declines to mention the times you two have showered together, the time you went skinny dipping together when you were seventeen. Those were things that might end up getting misunderstood, and those are his memories he’d like to keep a secret. He says nothing, nothing but a thank you when he enters your flat with Frank and takes a different turn to the left whereas Frank goes right, towards the kitchen.

Your room is at the very end, your name on the door in stickers from a set you got from the market, and from inside, he hears the music in the bathroom. The door opens silently and closes with the same volume, and Eren manages to wheel his suitcase to the end of the bed and plonks himself down.

As expected from pixels on the screen, your room looks better in person - white walls and a bed set that’s white and covered with little peonies. Above your desk, Eren recognises all your photos together, new polaroids of you and the friends you’ve made at university who Eren always felt kind of threatened by. He smiles to himself, and rests his head against the wall your bed is attached to. From here, he can see the bathroom door in the mirror on the opposite wall, but he knows you’ll only see his feet when you come out.

Speaking of which; the song playing in the bathroom ends suddenly and the shower water has stopped running. Eren hears the toilet flush and his heart starts to race.

Four months of falling asleep on Facetime and texting when there was no time left in the day, and now, here he is, on your bed, waiting for you to step out and… And, then what?

Maybe you wouldn't even want him here. Maybe you were happier now that Eren was travelling the world with his other friends and film crew while you were still here, in a new city with new friends and a new life. Maybe the memory of Eren was burdensome to you. Worse - maybe he was something you felt you had to remember but didn’t really want to.

Eren's always been scared of the rejection he might receive from you. He might be a dream for fans across the world, but there’s a split second where Eren feels like he might not be good enough for you. He’s the world to other people. But you deserve the whole galaxy, and he’s afraid that’s something that he might not ever be able to give you, even with all the money and the fame.

The bathroom door opens and in two seconds, the light is shut off and he hears you sigh.

“Jesus, Frank, you gotta stop letting yourself in here without telling me,” your voice says. “Good thing I’m semi-decent. Usually I’m not.”

“No fun,” Eren teases, and silence follows. There’s a pause, and Eren cocks his head, his left cheek on his shoulder, waiting for you to click and appear in front of him.

Suddenly, he hears small but quick thuds across the carpet and Eren feels his chest tighten with a nostalgic feeling when you come into view with wide eyes, damp hair and nothing but a bra and those stupid black worn leggings you refuse to throw out.

The grin that reaches Eren's eyes now aches as he laughs at you, at the way you gape at his presence. It takes a moment, a moment of what feels like could be the rejection that Eren absolutely fears, but then you smile so wide that Eren feels it in his stomach.

“Holy shit!” you exclaim loudly, bringing a hand to your mouth as you hurry towards the bed. It dips beneath your knees and Eren rises up to a more comfortable position. “What the fuck!”

He laughs out loud, and when Eren wastes zero time in bringing you into his arms, hugging you tightly.

“Careful, my hair’s all wet,” you squeak.

“Don’t care.”

He really doesn’t. There’s probably going to be a damp spot on his clothes after, but that’s okay. You groan loudly with happiness as you hug him in return as tightly as he is hugging you, your weight on his lap and your arms around his neck.

Eren smiles so wide, sighing with content into your neck. Here, he smells the marshmallow body wash on your skin, the fragrance of your hair that kind of reminds him of Cabbage Patch babies.

“You smell good,” he mutters. You laugh quietly, squirming when his nose sniffs across your neck like one would kiss. “I don’t.”

“You do, you always smell good,” you reply. One sniff, he laughs, “See!”

“Mmm,” he plays along, “the sweet smell of planes and trains and jet lag.”

That makes you laugh, and at the mention of jet lag, Eren realises he could probably fall asleep like this given the chance. He has missed this, missed you, so fucking much. The emotions are overwhelming.

Eren kisses behind your earlobe, and then just underneath your jaw. That’s new. Eren was always a cheek-kiss kind of best friend, but never this.

You’re not complaining. Your head drops to one side, almost giving him more access to the space free, and he occupies it. Those fucking butterflies; Eren feels sick with nerves as he kisses you, under your chin and across your neck, on that spot on your collarbone you found out tickled after Seven Minutes in Heaven in Year 8.

Maybe your fingernails in his hair are a way of you telling him to stop - it’s something he can think about tonight if he can’t fall asleep, something he doesn’t care to think about when he kisses on your actual jawline, to your cheek and the corner of your mouth, your cupid’s bow.

He moves away with a blush that matches your own, but maybe you can’t see his in the colour of your fairy lights. He plays with the dazed confusion on your face as he moves the hair from across your face to around your ears, smiling and raising his eyebrows.

“Your hair is so fucking wet,” he sniggers boyishly.

“I told you,” you shrug. You shrink, relaxed, “Fuck, why are you here? I mean, I’m literally so happy, but… Are you gonna get in trouble for this?”

“I dunno,” he admits. “Maybe, probably. I mean…the guys know I’m here. Jean drove me to the airport with Armin.”

“That’s not what I mean, though.”

Eren sighs loudly. “Yeah, I know. Frank told me all about the girls.”

“Little fucker. Is he here? I’ll punch him for mentioning it to you. It’s honestly fine. It's only a few. Most are really nice!”

“You’re my best friend for life, it’s important to me that you’re not uncomfortable by--”

“I’m not,” you assure him, hands trapped in his hair. You frown and try to change the subject, “Damn, this got long. Didn’t look long over the phone.”

“I've been growing it out,” Eren replies. “Heard you fancied Keanu Reeves, couldn’t handle the competition.”

“Ha!” you retort. “Simp.”

“For you,” frowns Eren dramatically.

Conversation fizzles comfortably, to the point where you both forget that Eren's underneath you and your legs are wrapped like a koala around his middle.

The fact that this is normality for you both is ignored. You’ve done worse things together. Eren even knows that the bra you’re wearing now is one he bought for you, half as a joke, half not. That could be why Eren feels the way that he does, why the confusion wraps around his body and traps him.

Eren knows that the butterflies in his stomach don’t just appear because you’re his best friend he hasn’t seen in a while. He knows what they mean when they flutter when your name pops up when you’re calling him, when an interviewer tries to catch him out by bringing you up in another interview that you don’t need to be mentioned in.

Eren knows that coming here was worth the confusion, and the nerves, and the fact that this will be a headline when it gets out. EREN YEAGER GOES TO VISIT HIS BEST FRIEND…BUT ARE THEY MORE? Or worse, NETIZENS HAVE PROOF THAT A.O.T EREN IS DATING HIS BEST FRIEND Y/N…

He doesn’t want to hurt you. That’s why he feels scared. For you to be scandalised by an article online that caught him out in his feelings, he knew it wasn’t fair. Eren might be too afraid to say he’s in love, and too afraid to find out if you feel it too, if all those years of confused relations and flirtations meant anything, but he’d risk those feelings and the headlines if it meant being able to spend one more day with you.

Eren's got a week and a half with you. Something’s gotta give within this week. He doesn’t want to go back to filming with more regrets than he came here with, and so for now, he’ll just have to swallow those butterflies back down when they pour out of his mouth.

Right now, he can’t afford to be caught out. It has to be said on his own terms, when the timing is perfect. It has to be perfect, because it’s what you deserve. It has to be perfect, because if it isn’t, then Eren doesn’t think it will be worth it.

Losing you to a headline and a butterfly is out of the question. You hop off him and shrug on a jumper from out of your wardrobe. If you noticed his unease, then you didn’t mention it. He almost wants to cry, wants the confusion to go away for the night so he can enjoy being here.

Fuck.

For now, he thinks as he follows you with an arm around your shoulders out of your bedroom and towards the kitchen to meet the others, he’ll just have to fake it 'til he makes it. Just like always. Put on a face, put on a show, until it all feels worth the spillage. He can’t let the butterflies escape yet.

It has to be perfect, and until then, he’ll just have to be patient, even if it breaks his heart more by pretending.

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4ngeldusstt · 1 year

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S I L K R I B B O N

A/N: I’ve been obsessing over Levi for the past few months, here’s a quick lil thingy, mundane but cute i think!! Enjoy :)

Word count: 417

Warnings: none

Something everyone remembered you by is your hair bow, you always wore your long h/c hair tied with a pretty white ribbon that, when out in expeditions, Levi couldn’t help but look for that white ribbon amongst all the cadets riding their horses, an easy way to spot you from afar.

The story behind that ribbon is short, one day Levi came into the headquarters playing around with it with his fingers, you saw that piece of silky fabric and your eyes immediately lit up, Levi seemed to take notice to your reaction “you want it?” He said, you nodded as a shy smile started to apear on your lips. “It’s yours.” He handed you the fabric and you didn’t hesitate to tie it around your pony tail creating a bow, Levi couldn’t look away, too mesmerized by your movements. “Does it look pretty?” You asked him with a big smile as you turned your head to the side giving him a quick glimpse of your new hair accessory “looks beautiful” his voice was barely audible, mumbling it only for him to hear. “Whatever.” He answered harshly louder this time, with the same cold tone he used for everyone as he made his way to the hallway leading to his office.

Damn he loved that ribbon, he loved how it looked on you, how it adorned your hair perfectly and made you look almost ethereal, in this dark filthy world he lived in surrounded by death and responsibilities the ribbon on your hair made you look so pure to him, a purity he could only dream of and never knew it existed until he saw you. He also adored the fact that ever since he gave it to you it never left your hair, you wore it every single day without a miss.

Levi, took notice that your favorite hair piece was starting to look used up, even if you cleaned it regularly and thoroughly it was showing signs of wear and tear. So, one day you woke up to a brand new baby blue ribbon perfectly folded on your side table, you happily did your hair like you always did, adding the new piece this time, when you entered the hall in order to have breakfast you whispered a feathery ‘thank you’ when you passed next to Levi’s side on purpose, when you already took seat on your regular table you flashed a sweet smile to Levi who was, to your surprise, smiling back at you.

#levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x y/n #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman fluff #levi ackerman imagine #levi ackerman angst #snk levi ackerman #snk x reader #aot imagine #aot levi #aot x y/n #aot x reader #snk x you #snk imagine #levi ackerman x female reader

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moumouton4 · 1 year

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Imagine : Levi Behaving With You The Same As Mikasa Does with Eren

A/n : I'm going to resume the requests now, that I have advanced a lot in Shippuden ( ep 350 )

Warning : Nope only fluff

Masterlist ⚜

I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it

Words count : 792

It was no secret that Mikasa Ackerman had been looking after Eren since she was a child, whose father had taken her in

It was always obvious that she would have done anything to protect him and even gave her life to the dark-haired boy she had grown up with

It seemed to you that someone once mentioned that it was a component of her Ackerman genes that made her act that way

What was much less obvious and actually extremely surprising and curious was that this same dynamic was happening between you and Levi

Yes, he was the Captain of the Survey Corps, but if you remember correctly you were both corporals and he had been given that position after Erwin's death

In other words, your levels are equal. So why did he insist on protecting you like that ?

It was Armin's words. But it was another talk during a meal in the mess hall, that made you realize the situation

"Seriously you didn't notice, it's like he has one eye on you and one eye on the titans"

"Well no my two eyes are on the titans as yours should be cadet Arlert" you retorted "I'm not having you die on my watch"

He laughed nervously and apologized, even though you were messing up with him. But Mikasa cut him off and reminded you that he too was an Ackerman and that perhaps there was a connection between his behavior and the family from which he descended

As you spoke your eyes turned to the table where the captains and corporals were eating - you should have been there too but honestly the atmosphere was so much better with the cadets - and you saw his head turn towards you, a wary and disdainful look appearing on his face as he watched you

"See that's what I was talking about... but he seems preoccupied even in serene moments" continued Armin after you all turned your heads back to your plates in a very suspicious way

Since this conversation you decided to keep an eye on Levi, just like he did, to see by yourself the behavior Armin ( and pretty much all your friends ) was accusing him of

And you were not disappointed with your observations

It seemed that he always arrived at the moment when you were going to hit a titan and kill it right under your nose

But that didn't explain his behavior outside of combat during camp life or even during training

And in the evening when you are lying on your bed you think about the events of the day and the previous days

For example

You fell on a stone while sprinting and he appeared out of nowhere and forced you to follow him so that he could disinfect your wound, he didn't even let you walk alone on the way back

But the last straw was one day when you were both walking down the hallways to a meeting for a future mission and a late cadet, running to get to the meeting, bumped into you in a hallway

You didn't even fall, you just stumbled backwards from the impact

The cadet started to apologize profusely and you were about to tell him that everything was fine, but Levi, wide eyed, didn't think so and kicked him in the abdomen, yelling at him that he had to apologize to his superior from the ground

You were so shocked that you didn't dare speak up for fear of making things worse for the young recruit

But tonight, now that you were alone in the dark on your bed you couldn't help but think back

Without realizing it you were in the corridor that led to his office and knocked on the door

You didn't have the time to speak when his eyes met yours and he stood up and asked you "Is everything okay ? Is there a problem ?"

You were taken aback by his reaction

"Y-yes... "this" is actually why I came to talk to you. Levi... why don't you- erm- do you think I can't-"

As you said this your legs carried you to where he was standing

He looked at you as you approached and shushed you when he realized what you were getting at

"Not at all it's just that..." he too found himself at a loss for words "Ughh I don't know. That's just how it is I guess-"

And just like that you kissed him. Because it just felt right

He didn't seem to mind because he kissed you back

When you parted and looked at his face you swear you saw him smile and maybe even blush

Guess that you had your answer now

A/n : I hope you guys liked it ! 🧶🎨 Again my requests are open 🎁🎀

Taglist : @foxxymunson, @cl0vr, @ilovemanypeople, @glossy1pearl, @jane57sstuff

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yourimaginationrealm · 1 year

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You: „The hell….! Who was this?!“

Levi: „Kenny, but more chanter is getting us killed if we don’t focus.“

You: „Oh, he almost shot my head off! Clearly, I got that part!“

Levi: „He is after me. I am playing with him and being the decoy while you finish him off. If I give ya a sign he notices. He knows me well.“

You: „A-Alright…?! Should we kill him? Wouldn’t it be bet-?“

Levi: „Capturing him alive is too risky and never going to happen. Killing is the only option! And Y/N…“

You: „Yes, captain ?“

Levi: „Don’t hesitate! He won’t with you.“

You: „Aye! I give my best!“

Levi: „You are the only one who is capable to handle him. Be careful!“

Levi dashes off as you are searching a hiding place. A little proud that the humanity strongest praised your skill.

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My first Levi imagine 😱 why so late 😂

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spaceisout · 1 year

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A desire that was not meant to be.

Pairing: Reiner Braun x F!Reader, Slight Jean Kirstein x F! Reader

Plot: You had put off your meeting due to the conflict with Marley but due to circumstances everything ends up erupting all at once.

Warning(s): cursing, yelling, slight violence

A/n: there might be a few mistakes since it's not fully proofread.

It was a quiet night to say the least, there were no titans in sight. The only sound you could hear were beetles and some animals roaming around at night.

A campfire inside the forest would have seem like a good choice to gather with some friends.

Friends.

Nowadays the people you had known for years were disappearing little by little. You did not know who to trust now. Anyone could have ill intentions that might get you tracked and dragged back to Paradis by the jaegerists.

Your lives were on the line and in return you'd get nothing.

The current group that was at each other's throats years ago were now sitting together sharing a meal.

It was a sight you'd never thought you would see again.

Well see Reiner again.

After parting that day during the invasion all you thought was about seeing the love your life. Waiting to kiss him again one day, but of course it turned out differently.

Now having him front of you brought mixed feelings and no reassurance that your love was as strong as it used to be.

Reiner kept glancing your way from time to time.

There were some instances that you'd both look at each other and let your gaze rest until one of you looked away.

His stare did awaken some of those feelings you'd used to get whenever he was around. But with a current situation it was difficult to tell if it was wrong to still feel something for him.

"Reiner Braun," Yelena said bringing your catching your attention. "You're the one who reached Shiganshina's inner gate. Do you know how many Eldians we're devoured by pure titans because of that?"

Reiner looked away feeling the guilt rushing back to him as he recalled the events.

You could tell how regretful he was. The look on his face said it all.

Yelena looked at Annie, "Annie Leonheart. I heard you killed a few more than survey core members on your time. And that's before we get into all innocents you trampled on and to fight your way out of Stohes."

"But let's not forget the brave liberators of Paradis." She added, "There's Armin the level headed one, who seems far too kind to cause that blood bath he did at Marley. How high do you think you can stack those corpses. And don't forget the civilians there were plenty."

Armin looked down at his lap closing his eyes.

"Not to sell the rest of you too short." She continued, making you feel annoyed by her voice already. "Everyone gave a heroic performance in Liberio. Jean most of all, Little Falco here threw himself in front of you to protect the cart but you didn't let that stop you from firing your thunder spear did you?"

You could feel the air change as her words continued on. Pouring venom into the open and getting everyone riled up to cause a scene. You knew her game play very well. She did not care about saving people. Elena never cared about anyone but herself in this whole situation. She easily bent down to Eren to stay in power even if that meant killing her own friend in return.

"You'd thought you all made it out clean until Gabi gunned down Sasha. What a sweetheart that girl was, even I couldn't help but feel sad for her." She said, "And to you she was family, you went through training together, went through hell together. Losing her must have been more painful than I can imagine.*

You rolled your eyes at her fake sympathy.

"This stew is pretty good Hange." Jean spoke smiling slightly at her, "Got enough for seconds?"

"Oh we've got more than enough so don't be shy." Hange grabbed his bowl and began to pour more stew.

Jean leaned back holding the bottle of liquor in one hand while keeping the other flat on the ground.

"I wanna thank you for this Yelena." He said, "You're baiting us out to air our grudges so we can get it out of our systems and get our heads on straight. Right? You'd have someone to vent to yourself if you hadn't blown out all you friends brains out to keep your fantasy alive."

He took another sip before continuing, "Now all you have a head full of cutting remarks and death wish. So this is actually pretty selfless of you."

"What can you expect?" You spoke leaning back against the large tree trunk. "She's all about getting what she wants but when her life is in danger that's all she actually cares about."

You looked at her as she avoided eye contact, "Isn't that right? You're all talk about everyone else's mistakes but you keep yourself shut on your own. I really hope that if you make it this far someone doesn't come along and take you out for not wanting to deal with your crap anymore."

"Now now we need to all be on the same page, (name)." Hange said, "Let's all take a break yeah?"

A sigh escaped from your lips, "How can I when people like her exist? She's a selfish prick."

Yelena lips started to curve up into a smile but stopped herself.

"Right... almost forgot." She said, "I didn't mention another name, he was already dead by the time we met. But I remember you said you were good friends. What was it, Mar―co."

Both your and Jean's eyes widened hearing his name.

Everyone's eyes were now on Yelena as well.

"As I recall you told me Annie had something to do with his death didn't you? Did you ever ask her for details?" Jean gasped in surprise. "I bet she'll tell you."

You held your breath waiting to hear an answer, an explanation as to why your close friend had to face death that day.

"I stole his odm gear and left him where titans could get to him." Annie admitted avoiding eye contact, "Marco got eaten because of me―"

Was surprised you was how quickly Reiner spoke.

"Annie was only following orders that I was giving her."

Hate started to fall deep in the pit of your stomach. Jean noticed your change in behavior, he placed his hand on top of yours giving it a gentle squeeze.

Of course it did not go unnoticed by Reiner, seeing how close you two were.

"During the fight in Trost, Marco over heard me and Bertholdt discussing something secret. If we let him go he could have exposed us and we decided we had to silence him." He continued but his explanation only angered you more. "I figured nobody would think twice about a scout getting eaten by a Titan. So I tackled him under a roof and I pinned him down and ordered Annie to strip him off his ODM gear. Then we just left him there... Marco was stranded on that rooftop without a way and a Titan got to him."

Silence rested upon the group, no one could grasp what Reiner had admitted. It was devasting seeing how someone could be so selfish about leaving another human being stranded to die.

"So... did Marco say anything before he was killed?" Jean asked.

"He asked why I wasn't willing to talk to him." Reiner answered.

"I think that question applies to everyone, why we haven't been willing to talk. We all just started fighting and assumed it had to be to the death."

"But we can still change that," Hange added. "We were all ready to kill each other. And now here we are talking it's something right? To think we would all be sitting around a campfire, sharing a meal with people we once called enemies."

"I stood and watched as a Titan devoured Marco and then a switch flipped and I couldn't figure out why it was happening."

Hange gasped.

"I just snapped flew into a rage, hell-bent on avenging Marco. I cut down the titan myself―"

"We get it Reiner." Jean interrupted him, "You're saying the guilt of carrying out the mission screwed with your head."

"Don't forgive me... I'm truly worthless."

"I said we get it." He spoke louder as his voice trembled with rage.

"I'm sorry."

It was enough to make you and Jean explode. Tears started to fall down your cheeks as you tried to understand why he was covering for her. Why he decided to go along with those orders.

Jean leaped from his place and threw a punch at him, throwing Reiner back and blood to come out of mouth. In a moment Jean was on top of him without a thought, it was all starting to become too much for you.

As they were killing each other you tried to suppress the sobs that wanted to escape. Armin walked over to you, rubbing your back and trying to calm you down.

"Try to breathe, okay?" Armin softly spoke, "Let's try and get your breathing back to normal."

You weakly nodded but it was impossible seeing how Jean was trying to kill the person who you thought was the love of your life.

Armin then left your side as he and Connie tried to get Jean off of Reiner

You stood up along with Hange and Mikasa to see what was going on.

Gabi then stepped in, but she was hurt in the process by Jean's strong hit. Falco kneeled down beside her worried about her health.

"I'm sorry... we came here," She spoke in pain. "To kill everyone in Paradis... we wanted to stage a massacre not prisoners. We thought the world might forgive us the sins of the Eldian Empire. If we wiped you out, they'd recognize us as good Eldians you see and save them from the Eldian devil's. And now my mom and dad and everyone back in Liberio."

"I'm sorry..." Gabbie got her knees trying to beg for forgiveness. "I understand I have no right to ask anything of you but we can't save our families without your help. So please... please don't let out homes get trampled. I'm beging you."

Falco held Gabbie up, looking everyone. "Help us please, we have to stop the rumbling together."

"We're begging you." She said.

We're begging you." He said.

"Let go." Jean said.

Both Connie and Armin let him go and he walked away.

"Jean." You said jogging behind him.

He stopped, turning to look at you, "I'm sorry― right now I need some space."

"I understand." You mumbled.

Jean gave you a small smile and headed into the woods.

Reiner slowly sat up, his eyes landing on you. They were filled with regret and sorrow.

You looked at him, feeling sorry for him for the way that Jean attacked him but not for what he had done.

Slowly you walked up to Reiner, Mikasa stood beside you as Armin and Connie stood aside.

"I used to think we'd see each other again," you said. "I wished for days upon days to see you... to maybe rekindle what we had."

"(name) I'm so sorry―"

"Don't apologize." You said, "I know for hell that you weren't the one who ordered to kill Marco. Were you?"

"I did I swear I didn't mean―"

"Stop lying!" You exclaimed as tears formed in your eyes. "You're covering for Annie, Reiner. She is the one who decided to kill Marco off not you."

Annie stood up, "I shouldn't have done what I did (name). I know I can't take back what I did―"

"No you can't." You clenched your jaw, "You're the reason Marco is dead! My friend died because of your selfish pathetic reasons. Do you realize how it felt to tell his parents how he died?!"

She looked down as her vision started get blurry.

"You don't get to feel sorry for the way you treated him." Sniffling you continued, "Marco was an innocent person who wanted to get to the ranks and serve the king just like you did. He was the kindest person who did not turn away anyone who needed help. He even helped you for crying out loud and this― this is how you repaid him?!"

"(name) we know what we both did was wrong but you shouldn't take it all out on her―"

"You both disgust me."

Reiner and Annie both stayed quiet.

"To think that I fell in love with you..." you voice cracked, "I―I wanted to spend the rest of my life next to you after this cruel world was over. But I was s fool."

"No that's not true!" Reiner stood up looking at you with broken eyes. "It was never your fault and I meant everything I told you... everything I felt about you was real (name). You have to believe me."

"How can I, huh?" You took a step forward, looking at him eye to eye. "I can only remember the person you were with me... and every time I look at you it's someone else I'm seeing."

"I'm the same person as I was back then." He desperately spoke, "I―I haven't changed! I still love you with all my heart (name)."

"I can't believe you..."

"(name) please," he begged holding both your upper arms in his hands. "I love you (name), I can't loose you... I―I don't want to loose you."

"Let me go, Reiner..." You quietly said as you cried.

"Please don't walk away from us―"

"Reiner."

"(Name) please..." He rested his forehead against yours trying to remember your warmth, your touch that he had craved to feel all these years.

"R―Reiner... please let me go." You let the tears fall, seeing them land on his arms.

"I love you so much..."

"Reiner let her go." Armin spoke.

"I'm not going to let the person I love walk away from me."

"Reiner... you already messed up." Connie said, "Let her go and let this end while she's giving you the chance to do so."

"Reiner, please listen... I don't want you to get hurt." Gabbie pleaded as she pulled on his shirt.

Tears were already rolling down his cheeks as he pulled himself away from you.

You were already missing his warmth. But you knew you couldn't forgive him, not for the way he acted.

"(name) don't blame him for my actions... he doesn't deserve the hate I do." Annie looked at you. "Reiner cares about you―"

"Then you should have thought about that before you did what you did." You said full of hatred, "If it was for me I wouldn't dare help you rescue your father for the crap that you pulled. You killed innocent people, for no reason! I don't even begin to understand why you should be alive instead of my family."

"I know..."

"But I'm not heartless," you explained wiping away your tears. "I wished that I was but unfortunately I'm not. There's innocent people on both sides that shouldn't suffer because of us. They deserve to live no matter what."

"I knew you'd end up doing the right thing." Yelena spoke, "It's what you do."

"Shut up, Yelena." You glared at her, "If it weren't for needing you, I would have left your ass behind to rot in hell. You don't deserve to be here. You're the least person to suggest anything with the ill intentions you have."

"All I did was help like Jean had said." She in innocently said.

"Oh please deep down you enjoy seeing this going down. You don't care about who gets in a fight, all you want is to tear people apart. That's your game, it's what you enjoy because you have nothing else in your pathetic life."

Looking at them one by one you saw what they all all had in common.

"Once we're done with this... I don't want to ever see your faces again." You said looking specifically at Yelena, Annie and Reiner.

You walked away from the group feeling like the air was being sucked out of you. It was getting heavier by the minute as you walked further into the forest.

Once you managed to get far enough away from them you let it all out. Sob after sob escaped from the heaviness of your chest, every emotion that was pent up was coming out.

All you could feel was a giant hole within you.

You had already lost your friends in the past, you'd thought that Reiner would be the one constant person in your life. But you were wrong and it hurt you so much seeing him for what he truly was.

Slowly you slid down against a tree with tightly closed eyes as the feeling of emptiness surrounded you. You wanted to run back into his arms, to have you hold you. Console you, in hopes of that pain going away.

But all you could do was hold yourself and try to get through the pain alone.

A pair of arms wrapped themselves around you, smelling the all too familiar scent.

"I'm sorry for leaving you alone to deal with him." Jean said pulling you into his chest.

"I―It's alright... you needed time." You mumbled into his chest.

"What a hell of a life we live huh?" He asked. "I wonder if Marco is waiting to scold us for the way we are."

"I miss him."

"I miss him too but we can't let him down... as much as we're in pain right now Marco wouldn't want us to do this to ourselves."

"I'm sure he would understand," you smiled weakly.

He chuckled lightly, "Knowing him he would drag us out of bed no matter how bad it would be."

"Yeah..."

"You deserve better... Reiner was privileged to have known you." He rubbed your back gently. "You're a badass who will get back on her feet I just know you will."

Your grip on him tighten.

Reiner was out of your life.

He chose what he wanted and now you had to do the same.

That's all you could do.

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