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jayteacups · 5 months

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It's A Wrap!

Working on Attack on Titan as a makeup artist has irreversibly changed your life. As the end rapidly approaches, you find that letting go is harder than you’d thought. After years of harbouring feelings for Levi that you can’t divulge, his final day on set arrives. You know it’s time to say goodbye to him and part ways—but maybe you don’t have to.

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x GN!Reader

Tags & warnings: Actor!Levi, Makeup artist!Reader, fluff, confessions, friends/idiots to lovers, alcohol consumption, briefly implied sexual content, AOT finale spoilers

Word count: 6.9k words

A/N: I’m back, happy Levi month everyone! I wrote this over the last month to cope with the fact AOT was ending and also life stuff. This is incredibly self indulgent, also I would love to tell more stories and scenarios in this AU, so this probably won’t be the last one-shot I write for actor!Levi and MUA!Reader hehehe. Disclaimer that I don't work in film or TV or makeup, sorry if there are any inaccuracies. Also please forgive me for the uncreative title, lol. Hope you enjoy the fic!

Levi’s last day on set is bittersweet.

For the final time, you lean against the wall and count down the seconds on your watch. The trailer door swings open to reveal the man of the hour. On par for the course, Levi arrives fifteen minutes on the dot before his scheduled arrival time. He’s holding his usual steaming flask of tea in one hand, with a nondescript rucksack (save for a Badtz-Maru keychain gifted to him from the Sanrio collaboration) slung over his shoulder.

“Hey,” you greet him, pushing off from the wall, moving towards him like a moth to flame. He sets down his things in the sitting area and meets you halfway, letting you pull him into your arms. After years of working alongside each other, you’ve both grown accustomed to greeting each other like this in private, especially after the stress the two of you had put yourselves under during the Season 3 shoots.

“How are you feeling? It’s your last day.” You ask him as the two of you part. To your dismay, you’re already missing the warmth of his embrace.

“I’m fine. I’m not going to get all sappy about it.” His face is placid.

“That’s what Hange said when they filmed their death scene, and we saw how that ended,” you say lightheartedly. Hange had sworn to remain jovial and upbeat throughout their last day, but after seeing the several other actors cry at their phenomenal acting, they had promptly broken down. “And I bet you anything that Eren’s going to say that when he and Mikasa do the cabin scene next week, and we all know he’ll be the first to start crying and the last to stop.”

Levi rolls his eyes before he enters the wardrobe area, but you know he’s not serious. “If you think I’m going to break down in tears like Hange and the kids did, you’re dead wrong,” he continues, out of sight.

You smile. “Sure. It’s alright, you know, if you do end up crying. It’s an end of an era, we’re all going to get emotional.”

A few moments later, Levi emerges in costume, sans the bandages. He sits down in front of the mirror at the vanity table. “Yes, but I’m satisfied with what I’ve done here, and I have no regrets,” he muses out loud, continuing on from before. “And it’s not like I’m done with the show. There’s the wrap party, then the press tour and all that. So don’t expect me to get all worked up today. I’m not saying goodbye to Attack on Titan just yet.” His voice softens towards the end.

But it is goodbye for us, you wish to say. And I don’t want it to be. You haven’t been contracted for any of their press events. After you finish with Attack on Titan, you’ll have a handful of weeks before your upcoming contract for a new show begins. It’s a wonderful opportunity; the show is airing on a major streaming service and requires you to push your SFX skills to the limit. Sasha had been cast in one of the main roles and both Onyankopon and Nifa will make appearances too, so you’ll see some familiar faces on this new project. But selfishly, you aren’t ready to let go and move forward. Selfishly, you aren’t ready to part ways with Levi.

Sure, the two of you will make an effort to talk every now and then. You know him far better than to assume he’ll stop talking to you the moment Attack on Titan is finished; despite him being standoffish at first, it’s clear Levi cares deeply about everybody he’s ever worked with, cast or crew alike. But the chances of your demanding schedules ever lining up again are close to zero, and sooner or later, your frequent messages will fizzle out into a conversation lost to the ages. You’ll drift, until the two of you are strangers once more. It’s inevitable; you’ve seen it happen before with your actor friends from old projects. No doubt it’ll happen again.

You consider addressing the elephant in the room, wondering if it lingers on his mind, too. But instead, you hum in agreement and pass him a headband to hold his hair out of the way. He puts it on, clearly content to not bring it up just yet.

Levi chews on the inside of his cheek as you sort out your equipment on the vanity table. Your eyes are immediately drawn to his lips, which are a little more chapped than usual. It’s clear there is something else that’s bothering him, but you decide to let it go for now. Sometimes Levi just needs to sit with his thoughts for a moment. You’ve learned that being pushed just makes him close himself off even more. A life in the limelight can be unforgiving. Kuchel Ackerman had been the brightest star of her generation, but behind the scenes, her personal life was far from glamorous. It doesn’t surprise you that her son keeps his heart and feelings well-guarded.

As he sits and stews, you apply chapstick and some basic ‘barely-there’ makeup on his face, before creating the illusion of a hard-fought battle by adding a light layer of grime to his face. You’ll add more after the scar and bandages. As you work, Levi takes out a folder from his bag, which is embellished with a small cat sticker that Hange had stuck on years ago. From it, he takes his copy of the script, nary a crease in the sheets. Brow furrowed, he reads it over and over, mouthing his lines with the fervour of a prayer.

Now, that is odd.

“There is something on your mind, isn’t there?” You’ve also read the script for today’s scene. The director had decided to save Levi’s most poignant scene—where his character salutes the ghosts of his fallen comrades—for the very end of his shoot. (Levi’s epilogue scene had been shot a week prior.) This would be his most challenging scene yet, for it would be the first time he and his character will ever cry on screen. “You can tell me if you want. Anything you need to help you focus. There’s still time.” You give him a quick squeeze on his shoulder.

Stormy eyes glance up at his reflection, than up at yours. He puts down the script and sighs, voice subdued. “I just want to do the Captain’s ending justice, and I don’t think I can.”

“I think you can,” you murmur. You gesture for him to close his eyes, and pick up your finest brush. Willing your hand and heart into steadiness, you bring the brush up to his forehead, where the largest scar begins. You’ll never get used to how infuriatingly gorgeous he is. “No. I know you can. There is no doubting just how much you care about portraying him correctly.”

He swallows. “Well, I’ve never cried on camera before.” He stops, giving you a moment to work.

With the utmost care, you begin to draw the main line of the largest scar, the one that passes through his eye and lips. As the brush passes over his eyelid, it twitches ever so slightly, his long lashes tickling your hand. Smiling, you brush away a stray lash that had fallen onto his cheek. As you extend the line down his cheek, you try to reassure him. Levi’s usually so steadfast, but it makes sense that something like this would grow heavy on his mind.

“You’ve been practicing it with your coach, though, right? I mean, I’ve had to cover up your swollen eyes a number of times this season.”

“Yeah. Thanks for that, by the way.”

“Don’t mention it.”

The brush reaches his lips. He opens his eyes, looking up at you through lowered lashes. Your heart aflutter, you staunchly ignore any and all thoughts of kissing him. Doing so has become more and more difficult with every passing day. Especially when every now and then, you think you see him glancing down at your lips whenever you lean in close to examine a detail of your work.

It’s more than likely that you’re imagining it, though.

Finally, the brush reaches his chin, finishing the outline of the first scar. You lean back to admire your work. After many instances of painstakingly painting on the scars and agonising over continuity, you don’t have to look at your old reference pictures to know the exact shape and curve of them, down to the millimetre. But you do so anyway, and smile in satisfaction when you compare today’s line to the pictures from the first time you drew them on him for practice. A perfect match.

“I know you’ve been working hard at it,” you continue assuring him, putting down the reference photos. “You’ve definitely come a long way.”

“Yeah, but I’m shit at it, actually. All those times we joked about how Eren would take forever to conjure a single tear every time he needed to cry, and now here I am in the exact same position. He’s going to rub this in my face should he ever find out.” He chews the inside of his cheek again, looking down. “Damn it. Don’t know what’s wrong with me today. I’m not… I don’t get nervous. I don’t show up to work feeling unprepared. That isn’t me. But today, it is.”

It’s unsettling, to see him so unsure of himself. His nerves are understandable, as he came into the show with more of a stuntman background and little actual acting experience. But anybody who’s worked alongside him could easily tell you just how dedicated he is to improving his craft, and that nobody else could play the Captain with the same quiet subtleties that Levi brings to the screen.

You hope your smile is somewhat reassuring to him. “And that’s okay. You know, crying on command really isn’t easy. I’ve worked with countless actors and many also find it difficult.” In your experience, most actors need a while to work themselves up to cry. The most obvious exception is Armin, who has the unnerving ability to turn it on and off like a light switch. “For you, all you need to do is make one tear out of one eye. You’ve managed to do that before, right?”

He nods, but the firm clench of his jaw and the crease between his brows don’t fade.

“So, it’s nothing that you haven’t practiced. And on the off chance that you can’t do it today, that’s perfectly fine. I have eyedrops in my bag.”

“Yeah, but…” He shakes his head in frustration. “This is going to sound dumb, but it… I don’t know, that feels like cheating. I know you’re thinking I’m being an idiot, and I probably am. I know eyedrops are common practice. It’s just… This is my character’s last moment before the epilogue, and I want it to be real. I don’t want to take the easy way out.”

“No, it’s not stupid. There’s no shame in needing to use eyedrops if you end up not being able to cry today, but it’s really admirable that you want to do it as authentically as possible. I think that since this is your final scene, and so many people are returning this morning, it’ll be easier than usual to muster up those tears.” Reaching for a set of different brushes and paint, you instruct him, “here’s what we’re going to do. I need you to just listen whilst I do the rest of your scars. I don’t want you to get trapped in your head about this, okay? Overthinking will just make it harder to get into character. Isn’t that what you said to Mikasa all those years back? It worked wonders for her. I often forget that this show was her first ever gig, with how good she’s become.”

He scoffs. “Really? You’re using my own words against me?”

“Well, what use is your own advice if you can’t follow it yourself?”

After a moment of hesitation, Levi sighs in defeat and closes his eyes again. “Shit, you’re relentless. Fine, then. I’ll trust you.”

You get to work, drawing the outlines of the second scar parallel to the first, then the smaller ones on his other cheek. As you add in the details, such as the texture of the stitches, you remind Levi of another story that he himself told you. He’d never worked with horses before being cast in this show, and yet was one of the quickest learners. Unsurprisingly so, since he’s incredibly kinaesthetically intelligent. To this day, the cast insists he looks the most at ease atop a horse, only second to Erwin, who actually used to ride in his childhood. You remind him that every single time, his hard work has more than paid off.

Somewhere down the line, you go off topic. Levi makes no move to stop you. In fact, he seems content just to listen to you talk about anything, everything. As the wounds take shape on his face, you reminisce on anecdotes from set, on the time the two of you spent together. With fondness, you recall your first meeting. Back then, you were an lowly assistant on the SFX team, transforming an unassuming man into the wounded soldier who, in his dying moments, listened to the Captain’s vow to eradicate the titans and bring meaning to his sacrifice. You talk about how the two of you grew closer during the filming of the second season, when Levi had a lot more free time to talk. How difficult the third season had been to film due to both of you being spread thin by additional responsibilities.

You skim over that time Levi mentioned you in an interview when asked about a favourite memory on set, and how warm it made you feel. You don’t talk about how you’d genuinely teared up after watching the final cut of the scene where Hange discovers a half-dead Levi by the riverbank, despite knowing that his ‘injuries’ were nothing more than your own handiwork.

And, with your heart clenching painfully, you certainly don’t dare to bring up the almost-kiss at last year’s cast and crew Halloween party.

———

“Cut! Perfect! Aaand that’s a wrap for Levi!”

The set erupts into thunderous applause. You clap heartily alongside the rest of the cast and crew. A deafening symphony of whoops and cheers fills the air, and if not for the growing lump in your throat, you’d join in too.

A standing ovation. Levi deserves it and more. Just as you expected, every angle the director wanted to capture had needed one take each, not a single one more. No eyedrops needed.

From your position, you can see Levi still sitting by the rock. Strangely, he makes no move to get up. Curious as to why, you peer past some crew members that had moved in the way, but you’re greeted with a sight that pulls at your heartstrings. Your eyes sting with new tears.

Curled up by the rock, Levi has his face buried in his hands, his shoulders heaving with quiet sobs.

Something in your chest aches. You knew that he would get emotional at the end—there was no way he wouldn’t, especially considering that his character cried too—but you didn’t expect him to feel so overwhelmed.

On instinct, your feet propel you towards him, but you’re promptly cut off by a few other crew members moving around. Through your rapidly blurring vision, you can only watch as several of the returning cast members rush forward from the smoke. Hange reaches him first, and pulls him into a bone-crushing hug. Erwin is second, kneeling next to the duo and rubbing Levi’s back comfortingly.

Sniffling, you quickly wipe away your tears, remembering suddenly that you still have something to do. Unnoticed, you slip away from set.

There is a tradition amongst the cast that whenever a character dies, the actor receives a bouquet of flowers from the cast and crew. (A size limit had to be enforced after a very emotional Gabi had presented Sasha with a bouquet so large it couldn’t fit through the trailer door.) For this final season, the tradition has expanded to gifting the actor a bouquet when they wrap, for the characters that survive all the way to the very end.

The door to Connie’s trailer is unlocked when you arrive, just as he said it would be. Inside, you find a vase full of vibrantly coloured flowers on the kitchenette counter in the exact spot where you’d left it earlier this morning. Several weeks ago, the cast and crew had all nominated you to put in the order for the bouquet and present it to Levi on his final day, and Connie had offered to help you hide it from Levi until it was time. Careful to not drip water all over the floor, you pick up the flowers and jog back to set.

The fog machines are being carried out by the time you return. You immediately scan the set for Levi, but it seems he has been completely buried under a massive group hug with the veterans cast, no doubt Hange’s doing. You can’t help but smile at the sight. Most of the crew members appear to be taking a break before clean-up, as it is the end of the day. The air is filled with chatter, but a hush descends upon the crowd as you approach.

The actors peel away from the hug one by one. A smiling Petra helps Levi get to his feet. The bandages on his face are halfway unravelled. With one hand, he yanks them off, leaving both of his eyes to gaze at you unobstructed, ablaze with an intense emotion you can’t quite place. With his other hand, he quickly wipes away the half-dried tears on his cheeks.

“On behalf of the cast and crew,” you say hoarsely, “I give you these.” You step forward and present him the bouquet. “It’s been an honour. Thank you for everything, Levi.”

His fingers gently graze yours as he takes the flowers from you. Tenderly, he holds them close to his chest.

“I was wondering where you went just now,” he says. Of course he’d noticed. “Should’ve known you’d be the one to give me this…” His voice wavers towards the end. He scoffs and wipes at his eyes. “And to think I was done blubbering like a baby. Damn it. You were right.”

He pulls you into a hug without a second thought.

———

Somehow, you’ve been roped into taking photos for everyone. Levi unwraps the bandages around his hand before he begins. He first takes a photo with the director and producer, who both thanking him dearly. They part with a handshake. Almost immediately after, the cast members of the Alliance, along with Eren and Zeke, all swarm forward for a big group photo. They’d all come to watch in support, even if several of them weren’t scheduled to come in today. Connie confesses that he’d helped hide the bouquet by letting you into his trailer. Levi makes a light-hearted remark that he should’ve figured that out too, considering Connie also helped hide Hange’s bouquet—which Levi himself had been responsible for ordering and retrieving.

The veteran actors come forward next. Fitting them all into the camera frame was a challenge, but you manage to do it after one of your makeup assistants finds you a stool. Somehow, Erwin manages to persuade Levi into doing the Scout salute with the rest of them. (“I just did it in the scene, though… Fine, I’ll indulge in your corniness for today, you dorks.”) When he presses his fist to his chest one last time, the veterans erupt into cheers.

Hange and Erwin both stay back for a little longer. The trio pose for more photos, all grinning widely, though you decide to put a stop to the mini-photoshoot when Hange attempts to pick Levi up bridal-style and almost drops him.

(“When I said ‘put me down’, I didn’t mean for you to drop me with no fucking warning!”

“I didn’t mean to drop you. Besides, I caught you, didn’t I? You’re fine, see?”)

After that fiasco, Levi asks to take one with the original Special Ops Squad, as it had been years since they’d managed to meet up.

Zeke comes back for another photo, slipping one arm around Levi’s shoulders. As you meet the taller man’s eyes over the top of his phone, he winks mischievously, holding two fingers up in bunny ears above Levi’s unsuspecting head. Say nothing, he mouths to you. With a herculean effort, you suppress your laugh. Zeke has made it his personal mission to photobomb every main cast member from the finale. After months of shooting, Levi is the last one standing, and it’s incredibly entertaining how hard Zeke tries to finish his mission, even now.

“Hand down, Zeke.”

“Damn it, how did you know?”

“You’re about as subtle as Reiner is when he pretends he hasn’t broken a prop.”

Zeke laughs. “Nothing gets past you, Levi, does it?”

As the two continue to playfully bicker, more jokes than actual verbal barbs, you open the photo you’d managed to take split seconds before Levi called Zeke out. “Mission accomplished,” you say, and a delighted Zeke reaches over Levi’s head to high-five you. Looking mildly betrayed, Levi whips his head back around to face you.

You grin sheepishly as you pass Zeke’s phone back to him, the photo on display. “Sorry. I had to help him.”

“Why are you two like this?” Levi says, shaking his head, barely holding back a smile. He and Zeke part after a hug and a promise to get drinks soon.

Levi’s promptly joined by Falco and Gabi, and after their photo is taken, he ruffles their hair affectionately, which makes Gabi yelp. He really has stepped into the ‘cast dad’ role, a development that you find endlessly endearing. Soon after, their parents arrive to take them home— the kids have quite an early start tomorrow to film their scenes with Annie and Kiyomi on the boat.

Jean and Connie take the chance to snatch a couple of selfies with him, before the latter asks if he could join them to film a TikTok for the show’s official account. To Levi’s utmost relief, it isn’t a dance challenge. Connie instead asks him a few questions about how he feels about the show ending, and what the show means to him—he’s putting together a montage of every cast member’s responses.

On the sidelines, just out of view, you watch Levi give his answers. An ember of warmth kindles in your chest.

Soon after, Levi’s approached by the stunt team, headed by an old friend of Levi’s from his stuntman days. She’d made a cameo in the third season as Kenny’s lieutenant. You happily take a group photo for them.

After you hand Caven’s phone back to her, Hange taps you on the shoulder, having finished catching up with the other cast members. You smile as they hug you tight, swaying on the spot; today is the first time you’ve seen them since they filmed their death scene a few months back.

“It’s so good to see you!” They say, linking arms with yours. “Sorry it took so long to come and find you.”

“Don’t worry! It’s lovely having you back. How are you finding your return?”

“It’s great! I’ve really been missing this, even though it hasn’t been that long.” They pout.

“Oh, we’ve all missed you too, Hange,” you say, smiling. “Have you been up to much since you left?”

“Well, I visited my dad for a bit, then I sent in an audition tape for this thriller movie that my agent thinks I’ll be a good pick for. I also got a few other offers, but I’m a little on the fence. I’ll consider those if I don’t get that thriller role, but who knows when I’ll hear back from them?”

“I bet you’ll get it. Thrillers are right up your alley.”

“You flatter me, dear,” They grin. “Anyways, I am here to say that you are the only one left who has not taken a picture with Levi. And that needs to change. The two of you need something to remember this day by!” You realise they’ve been guiding you towards the rock, where Levi, Mikasa, Armin and Eren are deep in conversation. The younger actors are laughing boisterously at something Levi had said, heads tilted back, sporting wide grins. Levi’s still cradling his bouquet carefully, a soft smile as he speaks, looking up at his younger cast mates with endearment. Your heart warms at the sight.

The quartet look up as you approach. The younger actors wave goodbye, disappearing into the crowd. Hange quickly ushers you and Levi together, their phone already out of their pocket. “Alrighty, here we go!” They cheer. “Oi, look lively now, Levi. It’s the last photo!”

“Was about time we did this,” you whisper to him as you come close. At first, you settle into your usual stance whenever you take a photo with a cast member, but Levi is not just any cast member. Not to you. Gnawing on your lip, you grapple with yourself for a fleeting moment. Your professional side barely puts up a resistance, and so you lean in to whisper a question. Briefly, you wonder what it would feel like to kiss the delicate shell of his ear. You banish the traitorous thought, best as you can.

“Hey, can I put my arm around you for this?” As close as you and Levi have grown over the years, the two of you save your brief hugs for behind the scenes, in private. Physical affection is rare with him otherwise—whilst the cast tend to be very touchy with one another, Levi is usually seen on the sides, watching them with a quiet fondness in his eyes. That hug from earlier—it had to be a fluke, right?

And yet, he sighs, and bridges the small gap between you. His free arm moves behind you, a warm, firm hand comes to rest at your back. “You don’t have to ask, you know,” he murmurs in return. “I hugged you earlier, didn't I? Quit worrying. Go ahead.”

Warmth blooming inside you, you lean sideways towards him on impulse. You slide your own arm behind him, and Levi leans into your touch. “Just so you know,” he continues, “it was an honour working with you too.”

Hange starts to count down from three. A wave of emotion hits you, almost sweeps you off your feet. This is it. Your last day of working with him.

Still so much left unsaid.

Straining to keep your composure, you offer a wide, bright smile for the camera.

———

The next few hours are spent tidying and cleaning up. Most of the actors have gone home, but Levi stays behind to help out the crew, as he always does without fail. With how emotionally taxing the day had been, it’s a wonder he didn’t go back to his trailer immediately to crash. As if you couldn’t admire him any more.

Your eyelids are heavy by the time you finish up and arrive at Levi’s trailer. When you enter, he is slumped in a chair in front of the vanity mirror, already changed out of his costume.

Neither of you say a single word as you carefully wipe away the scars and the grime. Your traitorous hands linger for a split second too long whenever they brush against his smooth skin. In his stormy eyes are that same intense look he’d given you when you first appeared with the bouquet.

You wonder what it means.

Sooner or later, one of you will have to break this fragile silence. Levi decides to take the matter into his own hands, catching you off guard. “I guess this is it.”

The sting in your eyes returns with a fierce vengeance. You turn away for a moment, rapidly blinking your oncoming tears away. An invisible vice clamps down, mercilessly clenching your chest.

You choke on your words, but you get them out somehow. “I’ll miss you.” Not the three words you’ve been yearning to say for the last year, but it will have to do. “I’m going to miss you. So much. It’s been…” You wrack your brain, but there is no singular adjective you know of that could truly describe the past few years working on this show with him. “You know what I mean. Right?”

“I know what you mean.” Levi stands, turning to face you properly. The troubled crease between his brows return. “Look, I… I have to tell you something. Hear me out?”

Your heart thunders in your chest. You nod. “Yeah. Of course.”

His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows. “Remember this morning? I said I was satisfied with my work here. That I have no regrets.”

Barely able to breathe, you can only manage to nod.

“But that isn’t true. Not really. There is one thing I regret,” he says, slowly, cautiously.

Voice barely a whisper, you ask. “What is it?”

“That we never talked about what almost happened at Halloween last year.”

The world comes to a halt.

Dimmed lights. Bass reverberates through your bones. The aftertaste of a Bloody Mary lingers on your tongue. Levi is just centimetres away, his chest almost flush with yours. His eyes valiantly fight to stay focused on the intricate titan-shifter makeup on your cheeks, before he gives in and his line of sight drops to your lips. Unconsciously, he leans in slightly, seemingly gravitating towards you.

Devastating. That is the first word that comes to your mind. It is high time you realise that he will be the end of you; he could ask anything of you and you’d do it. Your heart beats for him.

Caught in his orbit, your face tilts towards his.

A drunken crew member barges past, jostling your shoulder. You yelp, stumbling to the side, before Levi’s hands—warm, steady, safe—catch you. The spell broken, he lets go the moment you are upright, averting his eyes from yours. Levi takes a step backwards—a small one, because there is barely any space in the corner of the room the two of you are tucked into. But to you, he suddenly feels so distant, that he might as well be on the other side of the universe.

“I need some air,” he says, stoic mask falling back into place. Before you can ask him what’s wrong, Levi turns on his heel and disappears into the crowd, taking all the warmth of the room with him.

No. This is dangerous territory. Since that night, the two of you had constructed an unspoken agreement to pretend nothing had ever happened. Levi had never made any impression that it was anything other than a drunken lapse in professionalism. For a while, you wondered if he even remembered that moment, or if it had all been in your head, a result of you projecting your own desires onto him.

Regardless, he had never brought it up. You’d been content to do the same. It was—and still is—impossible to fathom that Levi would ever want you.

“Tell me,” he says hoarsely, “that I wasn’t imagining things that night, and every day since. Tell me I’m not imagining that you’ve been looking at me like…”

Your breath hitches in your throat. “Like what?”

“Like that!” He snaps. His hands tremble in a way you’ve never seen before as he gestures towards you, voice tinged with desperation. “Like how you’re looking at me right now. I-I don’t know how I didn’t see it sooner. Because if I had… maybe I would’ve…”

The staggering realisation of what he’s trying to say sinks in.

Choking back a sob of relief, you reach out for his hands, and he offers them to you with no resistance. A light blush sweeps across his face as he stares at your interlocking fingers with something akin to wonder.

Breathlessly, you dare to ask. “Do you mean it? That if you had known how I felt, you… you would’ve kissed me?”

“Yes. I would’ve. I wanted to, more than anything.” With that, Levi finally looks up from your joined hands. The burning look he’s been giving you all throughout today—you recognise it, now, plain and simple.

His earlier words ring in your mind. I don’t know how I didn’t see it sooner.

“Oh, Levi,” you whisper.

He continues on. “And if I had known how you felt, I wouldn’t have upped and left you like that. I was being a shitty coward, for running away and pretending it never happened, and never giving you an explanation when you deserved one. I was scared, I think, of ruining what we already had. You didn’t imagine anything on my part, it happened, and you didn’t do anything wrong that night… I’m sorry.”

Smiling, you squeeze his hands; warm, steady, safe. “You aren’t imagining things on my end either. I’m in love with you, and have been for a while now.” You don’t need him to say those precious words back for now—Levi’s endearingly clumsy attempt at confessing means more to you than he’ll ever know. “And I forgive you for running out on me that night. We both thought it didn’t mean anything to the other person. For so long, I thought that even if you did, things would never work out, that today would be goodbye, because I have a new contract on the other side of the country, and you’ll be going back to stunt work, a-and…” Your voice trembles, so you force yourself to stop, and breathe.

“It will work. I swear it, I’m not saying goodbye to you. I don’t care what’s coming next, we can make it work.” He seems to muster his resolve, tugging you closer. “No more dancing around this like idiots. We have enough lost time to make up for.”

Smiling so widely your cheeks ache, you playfully poke his cheek. “Well, you can always begin with the kiss you owe me, yeah?”

“You smart-arse.” Levi chuckles, before gently cupping the back of your head with his hand. In a swift movement, he leans in and captures your lips with his.

It’s nothing short of divine.

Levi kisses you with years worth of yearning behind it. His other hand moves to cradle your face, thumb brushing against the curve of your cheek, wiping away a stray tear of happiness.

Eyes fluttering shut, you deepen the kiss. Tongues move in tandem, and it isn’t long before hands begin to roam, exploring the terrains of each other’s bodies with an almost innocent curiosity. Heat simmers underneath your skin, a carnal flame yearning to be stoked, to devour.

For now, though, you’ll have to temper it.

Coming up for air, you close your eyes, resting your forehead against his. As much as you desperately want him, you don’t want your first time having sex with Levi to be in a trailer on set, with multiple crew members still milling around outside and packing up for the day. You tell him as such, and he murmurs his agreement after kissing you once more.

“Glad we’re on the same page about that, so…” Realising what you’re about to say next, you choke back a grin at your own cheesiness. “You wanna go back to your place or mine?”

Levi rests his forehead on your shoulder and chokes back a laugh. “Fuck, that’s such a cliché line.”

You roll your eyes good-naturedly. “Yeah, yeah, laugh all you want, but the question still stands.”

He looks up at you, mirth dancing in his eyes. “Yours, then.”

The time spent packing up and driving back to your home crawls by agonisingly slowly. The moment the two of you cross the threshold onto your home, he’s closing the gap between the two of you, kissing you breathless, thoughtless, until only your longing for him remains. So much so that you almost forget to stop and get a condom out from your drawer—in fact, Levi has to remind you.

The rare few times you had allowed yourself to think about it, you’d pictured Levi as a tender lover, gentle despite his coarseness. He is all this and more. At his fingertips, you come alive. As he makes love to you, laughs and sweet nothings fill the air between the deep kisses you share. You should’ve expected just how generous he can be in bed, but it still takes you by surprise, the way he worships your body with a deep-rooted reverence, determined to pleasure you over and over. In turn, you reciprocate eagerly, honoured that Levi trusts you to take care of him in return, that he is so readily vulnerable with you.

Once the two of you are finally, utterly spent, Levi nudges you awake before you can fully slip into a deep doze, cosy and comfortable in his embrace. “Hey. Gotta clean ourselves up, sleepyhead.”

You chuckle drowsily, and miraculously muster up the strength to crawl out of his arms, out of the warm sheets. “The bathroom is just down the hall,” you yawn, trudging towards a cupboard not the other side of your room. “You can shower first whilst I change the sheets and find you a towel and some spare clothes, ‘kay?”

“Or,” Levi says, voice hoarse with the same kind of contented exhaustion that makes you yearn to curl up beneath the sheets in his arms, “you could come with me.” He pulls you back in, peppering gentle kisses along your neck and shoulder, which tickle slightly.

Euphoric, you close your eyes and laugh. “Okay.”

Showering together is an incredibly sweet, domestic affair. Long after you’ve rinsed off all the lather, you’re both hesitant to leave the warmth of the running water, content to cling onto each other and relish in the feeling of skin against skin.

After the two of you dry off and change the sheets, you climb into bed. Half awake and basking in each other’s presence, you pull him close, nestling your head on his chest. When was the last time you had felt so cherished, so happy?

Sleep claims you swiftly, but not before Levi kisses the top of your head and tells you what you already know:

“I’m in love with you, too.”

———

Several weeks later

The wrap party is well underway by the time you and Levi arrive.

The lights are dim, and the music reverberates through your bones. Levi’s hand finds a home in the curve of your waist as he guides you through the crowd of drunken cast and crew members. His touch anchors you, and you find yourself smiling giddily.

After helping yourself to a cocktail, the hours fly by. Apparently, the entire cast plus half of the crew (including all of the makeup assistants under your command) had been rooting for you and Levi to get together. Tonight when you finally revealed you were in a relationship with him to your juniors, you were subjected to an intense barrage of questions. This, however, paled in comparison to Hange’s reaction when Levi held your hand in front of their very eyes—they’d launched an interrogation so brutal you wonder why they didn’t enter law enforcement instead.

Soon after escaping Hange’s interrogation, you two both get another drink. “Everybody seems far too invested in this development than they should be,” you sigh, still frazzled. “How long do you reckon they’ve been shipping us?”

A look of exasperation flits across Levi’s face. “I don’t know, and I hate that I even know what ‘shipping’ means in this context. Also, I saw Zeke give Erwin money when Hange was drilling us. Fuckers had some kind of bet running on us. Don’t even wanna know how long that had gone on for.”

You tip your head back and laugh. “Colour me unsurprised. That sounds very on-brand for Zeke and Erwin. You know, I think I saw Armin and Connie do the same. Guess Armin’s not as angelic as he looks.”

“That’s been known, sweetheart. The kid’s a menace in disguise.” He kisses your cheek. “Just like you, actually, now that I think about it.”

Playfully, you swat him away. “Hey, who are you calling a menace?”

Eventually, the two of you find yourselves catching some air outside, needing a moment to sober up and recalibrate after a whirlwind of social interaction. Levi’s hand returns to your waist and tugs you closer to him, seeking out your warmth. Melting into his touch, you do you best to commit the feeling of his embrace to memory. Soon, you’ll move away for a few months for your next contract, but you no longer fear it. Levi had sworn to you that this would work out, and there is nobody’s word you trust more than his.

Your love for each other has endured for years in the past. A handful more months is nothing.

Levi shifts slightly to get a better look at you, and cups your cheek. Meeting his gaze, your heart stops; his eyes are a breathtaking silver in the moonlight. Easily the most expressive feature he has, you could get lost in them for hours.

Caught in his orbit, your face tilts towards his.

This time, Levi meets you halfway.

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retrograde-tonic · 1 year

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👑✨About Me!✨👑

It’s just time I made an about me post; so here it is!

💜 I’m Retrograde-Tonic, or Retro

💜 I’m 25, gender-fluid, and my pronouns are they/she/he

💜 I’m an artist, writer, cosplayer, voice actor, and flute player

💜 I love creating— painting, writing, acting, photography, cooking, as well as makeup and fashion and honestly, just being creative in general

💜 I had a TWST writing blog here on Tumblr, but I ended up deleting it in favor of Ao3 (both were too much to keep up with and I didn’t want to get plagiarized again while I wasn’t watching) You can find me on Ao3 under the same name, retrograde.tonic!

💜 I’m definitely a Vil kin and a Levi kin (it’s an… interesting combo)

💜 My asks are open in case you have questions or comments— I don’t take writing requests anymore, but I don’t mind getting asks! All I ask in return is to please be respectful

Check out my fics!!

In Progress:

Sonata for the Broken Hearted (Levi x Musician Reader fic)

- I’ve written 35 chapters so far and 90k words since I started my project in late February. I want to finish it before I post it though, and I theorize I’m about 75% through.

Tags: canon universe, slow burn, mutual pining, NOT a songfic, fluff, angst, angst with a happy ending, reader insert, no use of y/n, referenced sexual assault flashbacks, depression, soft Levi Ackerman, Levi sucks at voicing his feelings, conflicted Levi, canon-typical violence, fade to black, eventual soft Levi, found family, just me pulling all of Paradis’s music history outta my ass here

Summary:

After years of attending a prestigious music academy, you suddenly choose to leave behind your life as a vocalist in favor of joining the Survey Corps. It felt like a sudden decision to everybody around you, but you knew in your heart that you were following the right path.

You quickly learn the balance of being able to practice your craft while still being a dedicated member of the Scouts, often sneaking away to get in some practice when you can.

Being classically trained, your music was unlike anything anyone in the Scouts had heard before, and it quickly caught the attention of one Levi Ackerman, who found himself immediately craving more.

As your lives slowly begin to intertwine, he teaches you how to not lose yourself in the hardships of war, while you teach him to fall in love with the beauty of life through music.

On Ao3:

Twisted Wonderland:

In The Secrets of a Letter (Cater/Vil)

• Chapter 1

• Love in the Lavender and Rosemary (Vil/Yuu— 2nd person POV)

***SUSPECTED BOTS WILL BE BLOCKED***

I’ll edit this as I see fit but that’s it for now!

#twisted wonderland #twst #about me #introductory post #attack on titan

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profangirllu · 2 years

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Actor!Eren Yeager Headcanons (part 4)

Pairing: Actor!Eren Yeager x MakeupArtist!Reader (AOT Live Action Show AU)

Genre: I genuinely have no idea? fluff? angst? a little bit of both?

Type: headcanon/bulletpoint

A/N: This was originally supposed to be the last part, but it was getting SO LONG and there was SO MUCH that needed to happen that I’m splitting it into two. Inspired by @nihaalart ‘s actor au fan art :)

part 1, part 2, part 3

Going back to your apartment after everything was depressing to say the least

You had made good money as a makeup artist before Attack On Titan

Yk from doing makeup for weddings, SFX makeup for other projects, doing stuff on YouTube and social media and stuff

So it wasn’t that you were going back to a crappy place

But the off white walls, throw blankets, comfy couches, and picture frames that surrounded you just didn’t feel like home anymore

It was too lonely

You wanted the energy you felt on set

The excitement and fun

The friendship and love you had shared

Love

Eren

God, what was he going to think of you?

You just left him without any explanation

You refused to answer his or anyone else’s texts

You were kinda sorta shutting down 🙃

Mikasa and Hange had been messaging you on every platform you had

Jean, Reiner, and Zeke had texted you every morning

Armin had called you at least four times and Sasha sent you video messages

Even Levi - the captain of being antisocial - had sent you a message asking where you where and how you were doing

But Eren?

Eren sent nothing

Not a single message

No call, no text

Nothing

And honestly?

That hurt more than getting fired

You’d thought that after six months of filming

Six months of talking to each other and being there for one another

That he would’ve done something - anything - to show you he was worried, that he cared about you

But no

Nothing

It killed you inside

Took your heart and twisted it until you couldn’t breathe, only releasing it to stab it over and over again

You hated this

So much

The pain of everything that happened consumed you to the point where you literally didn’t get out of bed for three days

It wasn’t until you literally started to get nauseous from not eating that you decided enough was enough

So you picked yourself up from the depths of despair all by yourself and started over again

You got up and showered, washing your skin free of all your feelings until it was red

You threw your clothes and bedding into the laundry machine and went to the kitchen in the first new pair of clothes you’d put on since you’d gotten back

It felt good in a way, moving forward, trying to leave the past behind

But part of you was still breaking over the fact that everything was over

How you’d probably never see the people you’d grown to care about so much again

Because they were global superstars and you were just you

You’d always had a feeling that you’d be left in the dust once this was over

That they were all just being nice because they had to see you all the time

But you couldn’t focus on that anymore

As much as it hurt, the past was the past

You had to focus on what was happening right now

What you could do to move forward

About a week after you’d been fired, you decided to finally go back to makeup

You’d cleaned up the small office space you used as your studio - washing your brushes, fixing your palettes and paints, organizing everything to set it up for how you normally did walkthroughs/tutorials

You were literally about to press record on your camera to start when you heard a knock on your door

You sighed

You really just wanted to be left alone with your makeup right now 😞

But then you remembered the new Mehron body paints you had ordered a few weeks back and realized it was probably them so you got up anyways

You trudged to your door, hair held back by a fuzzy headband and clad in a black tank top and your most embarrassing pajama pants because no one ever saw the bottom half of your body in your videos anyways

The knocking on your door got louder and you huffed out an “I’m coming” before reaching for the handle and swinging it open

You stopped dead in your tracks

The figure in front of you was dressed head to toe in black, hood pulled up over their head and a mask covering the bottom half of their face

Honest to god you had no idea who this strange person was judging from their getup alone

But their eyes?

You’d know those eyes anywhere

You could die and be reincarnated and in another life you’d still be able to recognize them

There

In all his glory and charm

Was Eren. Freaking. Yeager

And you

Beating the amazing talented beautiful dISASTER that you are

SLAMMED THE DOOR SHUT

Because oh my god????

What was he doing here????

How did he get your address??? Why didn’t he call or text??? Why was he literally on your doorstep oh my g o d?????

But then you realize you just shut the door on a literal global celebrity who probably risked a whole lot even just getting to your place so you take a few deep breaths and open the door

You don’t look at him again, just move to the side and gesture for him to come in quickly

You close the door behind him softly as he walks into your home

A weird feeling since your home is your safe space and you hardly let anyone into it

Eren had taken off his hood and mask and was standing in front of you with his hands in his pockets awkwardly

Like he was a middle schooler giving a presentation

You cleared your throat even more awkwardly

“What, uh… what are you doing here?”

He fiddled with his hands

“I wanted to see how you were doing.”

He shifted slightly

“... and I’m also on strike.”

You blinked

He was on what now?

“Eren, what? What do you mean you’re on strike?”

He sighed and pushed a few strands of hair away from his face

“After you left, the rest of the cast and I asked around to see what happened. Nobody would tell us until Armin did a little digging.

“He found out that you had been fired and replaced with someone else - one of the assistants that Esme brought with her this season.”

You nodded

You’d figured that one of the other artists or assistants would’ve taken your job

Eren continued, “You know those stalker fans? The ones that follow us around everywhere, show up at our houses sometimes, and try to get into every fan event and stuff?”

You nodded slowly, trying to understand where he was going

He let out a mirthless laugh

“Turns out that ‘assistant’ was actually one of them. She had been watching me for months, and I guess when she saw how close we were she got jealous. She was the one who went to the director and got you fired.”

He looked at you for a second, half expecting a reaction from you

But you sat in stunned silence as you tried to process his words

Eren sighed, “At first no one would tell me anything - about what happened with you, I mean. I asked everyone but no one seemed to know. But then the assistant… she kept saying things - weird things to me. She even followed me to my trailer one night after shooting and refused to leave when I asked her to. It was making me really uncomfortable so I told Mikasa and Armin about it.

“That’s when Armin started asking around about her and found out. After the truth came out, the director tried to support his decision about firing you, but none of the cast was comfortable with it so we refused to work until you were brought back. We’ve been on strike for almost five days now and no filming has been getting done. The director told me that I had to come and ask you back in person, so I’m here.”

You blinked

“I… Eren I don’t even know what to say…”

You ran a hand over your face and motioned for him to sit down on the couch

“First of all, I’m so sorry you had to go through that. I can’t imagine how scary it must be when fans like that are around, let alone in a position that close to you.

“Secondly, I appreciate all of you doing that for me, I really really do. More than you know. But it isn’t fair to ask you to do that.”

Eren opened his mouth to say something but you put a hand up

“You’ve all worked so hard to get to where you are, you shouldn’t throw it away for someone who is easily replaceable. I can’t ask to make my problem yours.”

Eren sat for a moment before taking your hands in his

His touch was so gentle, thumb caressing the back of your hand softly as if you were made from fine porcelain that would break if held too roughly

“That’s the thing, (Y/N), you aren’t replaceable. You’re what brings life to set every day, the reason so many of us are so happy this season even though we’re all exhausted. You make it a better place and us better people. So you aren’t asking us to do anything. When it comes to you, your problems become our problems too.”

He paused

“... they become mine too.”

The tentative tone in his voice made you meet his gaze

Those beautiful eyes that were so vibrant you couldn’t believe they were real

You swallowed

“Why?”

His lips turned up softly in a smile and his voice was no more than a whisper when he spoke next

“Because I love you”

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localerenslut · 3 years

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not wips but current ideas that are cheesy tropes:

life long friends that have to come back to their hometown for a super close mutual friend of theirs’ funeral. they don’t plan to stay long and they haven’t kept in touch in years but they find themselves spending a lot of time together and the mutual friend had letters for each of them, not to be opened until they’re back to their normal lives, miles away from one another. (the best of me inspired!)

professional fighter!eren and reader who have been together for years but lately eren has gotten more and more damaged from fighting and reader doesn’t know how long they can take it. they want to start a family but can’t do that with his current lifestyle. he’s not fighting for passion anymore. it’s almost like he’s fighting to die. everything around reader is falling apart and they’re not sure eren fulfills their idea of the life they’ve always wanted. (southpaw inspired lowkey)

zombie apocalypse!levi. reader trespasses into levi’s safe spot, met face to face with levi’s weapon. she’s not needed. not wanted. and for damn sure not welcomed. but why can’t he just put her out on her ass like everyone else who’s crossed his path? why does he feel an inherent need to protect her? (twd inspired obvs)

fake dating trope? they meet at a bar that reader’s ex is at, reader sees a hot guy at the bar and decides to ask to pretend to be her boyfriend. they kiss the moment reader noticed her ex watching. maybe they stay in each other’s arms, lips connected, a bit too long. but it’s just the alcohol… right?

actor!fav x makeup artist!reader?? or actress!reader?? or director!reader???

MY PERSONAL FAVE: ceo!fave and reader who just moved to a new city and is in search of a job. is hired not by ceo!fave, but by their assistant. works at the front desk of the building until the assistant goes into labor and asks ceo!fave to consider you to take her spot.

#blasting off 🚀#is it obvs that my mind never stops thinking about a billion things at once??

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duker42 · 5 years

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May I request a Levi x S/O Modern!AU where Levi, Petra & the reader are all actors so on set Levi pays more attention to Petra and while playing a scene sth happens to Petra (she breaks her leg/hand/etc) and the moment the reader tries to help Levi shouts at her which is why it breaks her heart so badly. She runs into rain leaving everybody. Levi regrets it and they come back together somehow. I would love to read the full ansgt/fluff and then smutty scenario 😁

***Sorry it took so long...This one was a bit difficult for me. But I hope you enjoy!

*****Warning*****NSFW

💜Not Acting💜

Y/N watched as they ran through the scene again. Petra managed to miss her mark again. She growled out in frustration. Scenes involving Levi seemed to need twice as many takes as ones that didn’t involve her boyfriend.

Y/N wasn’t blind, she could see the adoring looks Petra threw his way when she thought no one was looking. The “innocent” touches and the flirty laugh as she endured another one of Levi’s jokes. Levi thought he was funny, not too many other people did.

What really pissed her off was he didn’t seem to mind the petite ginger haired woman’s fawning. She had enduring him rolling his slate grey eyes when she mentioned her issues with the up and coming actress.

They were behind schedule. The film should have already been in post production, but the script changes and retakes were mounting as the days went by. Y/N sat while her makeup artist touched up her look and reset the finishing powder. After two hours of watching Levi and Petra go through the same scene, it was finally time for Y/N’s scenes to be shot.

Having studiously choreographed the scene and attending each of her stunt classes, Y/N knew that she was prepared. Petra, she wasn’t so sure. She had never actually blocked out the sequence with her, even though the fight scene involved her. Levi had been present, but for some reason Petra always need private sessions with the stunt coordinator.

While the set team worked on resetting the room, Levi and Petra chatted, the former barely acknowledging when Y/N walked up to them.

“Hi, Y/N, Levi was just telling me the most amazing story about his trip to Bora Bora last year!” Petra’s smile had just a tinge of bite to it. Y/N seethed, of course, she wouldn’t be so damn cocky if she knew that Levi was with her during that trip.

Notoriously private, Levi and Y/N had kept their romance in the shadows. Unwilling to have the paparazzi hound them for photos night and day if word of their relationship broke. Although, lately, she had been wondering if that wasn’t a mistake. It would certain keep people like Petra from trying to instigate an onset fling with the man she slept next to.

~~~~~

Five grueling hours later, Y/N’s patience was at its limit. Petra was unprepared and every scene had retakes called for. She was tired, hungry and a little annoyed at how willing Levi seemed to be in helping the younger woman. When action was finally called, Y/N grabbed Petra’s arm and twisted, just like the scene had called for. Except the amber eyed girl had not moved her body like she was supposed to. A loud pop was heard throughout the studio and loud cries of agony came from the girl as she clutched her arm and dropped to the floor.

Dropping to her knees, Y/N reached for Petra. While she might have been annoyed at her, she had never wanted to actually injure the girl. Dramatic to a fault, her eyes widened and she backed away as if Y/N was actually trying to hurt her further.

Levi rushed to Petra’s side, his eyes narrowed in anger as hot words spilled angrily from his mouth. “Get the fuck back! Haven’t you done enough?”

She gaped in agony, Levi had never spoken to her like that before. She turned and ran from the building, tears flowing from her eyes as she ran out into the rain.

~~~~~

Levi was pissed. This girl had caused another production delay. He was extremely cranky and needed a hot cup of tea. When he had seen how unprepared she was to shoot the scene he had tried to reason with the director to no avail. All he could possibly do was try and give the annoying girl as much help as possible along the way. When he heard the pop as her shoulder dislocated, he was unreasonably pissed at Y/N for causing the next issue they would have to deal with.

After the on set medic had come up to Petra to begin assessing her, Levi looked around for Y/N. He owed her an apology. It wasn’t uncommon for tempers to run high on set, but he had never snapped at her like that. He felt a little uneasy when he didn’t see her in her normal chair. Walking over to it, he spotted her cell phone sitting the in cup holder.

Her assistant was walking by and Levi grabbed her sleeve to catch the girls attention. She might know where she was, even though she spent most days next to the buffet table.

Sasha, where is Y/N?”

The girl swallowed the disgustingly large bite of the sandwich she was holding before she answered. “I don’t know, she ran out crying after Petra was hurt.”

“Shit.....”

~~~~~

Y/N walked in the rain. Her stage make up running down her face, her hair limp and wet. Her tears had finally stopped, and she just felt numb.

Stopping at the little pond used for filming romantic scenes, she sat on a bench by the water, letting the rain fall on her.

That’s were Levi finally found her, running around the studio searching for her. He had really begun to panic when she had not been in her trailer. But then he had remember that she always loved sitting by the pond.

Approaching her cautiously, he sat down beside her as she continued to stare out at the water. He hated seeing the red rims around her eyes, the trails in her makeup that were carved out by her tears before the rain had touched her. Hated his words were the cause of her grief.

“Go back to Petra.” Her words were small as she wrapped her arms around her torso.

His eyes widened. She thought he was falling for the girl? She believe that his anger was due to him having some sort of feeling for her rather than the annoyance of having another delay? He realized all the time he had spent trying to bring the girls acting skill up to par could have been misconstrued as some sort of infatuation. He had to convince her that it wasn’t true. Levi, the man, only had eyes for Y/N.

“No, I’m sorry I yelled at you. I was upset that brat was causing another production delay. I shouldn’t have blamed you.” He turned her head as he spoke, making her look into his eyes. He saw the indecisiveness in her face, she wanted to believe him, but didn’t dare to.

Pulling her to her feet, he marched back towards the trailers, his grip on her wrist tight. He was going to prove to her that she had nothing to worry about.

~~~~~

The steam rose up from the shower as he removed her last bit of cover. Tossing her bra onto the floor, he drank in the sight. Moving her back under the warm spray of water, he ran his hands over her chilled skin.

Cupping her breasts in his hands, he begins to articulate exactly what he feels. “These breasts are perfect. They fit so nicely in my hands. Your nipples are so sweet and responsive when I suck on them.” Leaning down, he draws a taunt peak into his mouth, giving it a harsh pull as his hands wander.

“This stomach. I can’t believe how perfectly toned yet soft it is.” Soft strokes to her skin set her body on fire as his words wash over her.

He grips her hips in his hands harshly, pulling her against him. “These hips, fuck.....You have curves that other women dream of. I love watching these hips move, especially when you’re walking away and I get to see that ass.”

He moves to kiss her neck as he lifts her in his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist. “You thighs fit around me so perfectly. I love being in between them.

He ground his length against her. “This....this is the only place I ever wanted to be. In your arms.” Kisses her deeply, he pushes himself inside her velvety core. He groans in satisfaction at having her around him, and enjoys the low gasp coming from Y/N.

He begins to move, slowly. Every thrust accompanying another thing he loves about her. Her hips move in tandem with his as he holds her against the wall. Her hands woven into his hair, tugging on his raven locks as he continues to his loving assault on her body.

Her sudden intake of breath and stiffening of her body let him know she had come, the wave of hot liquid surrounding him. His pace quickened, needing to find his own release as the feel of her around him and against him drove him to the peak. Pressing her into the wall harder, he grunted out her name as his body was overtaken by pleasure.

Stilling, he held her against him for long moments before he would set her down. Holding her head between his hands, he gave her another passionate kiss.

“I’m not acting now, Y/N. I love you.”

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jayteacups · 6 months

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AOT actor AU where you’re Levi’s make-up artist……. seeing those pretty lashes of his up close… brushing his silky hair out of the way and leaning in close to his face as you carefully paint on the scars with a tiny little brush, and your face is just so close to his, and your cheeks burn as his intense eyes bore into yours,,,.., yeah I’d faint on the spot actually

#HES SO FUCKING PRETTY GOOD LORD #actor au has been on the brain ever since that after party official art came out #levi thoughts #levi ackerman #aot actor au #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #actor levi x makeup artist reader

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jayteacups · 1 year

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Reader-Insert Masterlist

This is a comprehensive list of all Character x Reader fics I have written. They are all written in second-person POV, and are written for a gender-neutral reader unless stated otherwise. Please heed warnings for each individual fic.

Fandoms: Attack on Titan (more to come)

Characters: Levi Ackerman, Eren Jaeger (more to come)

Levi Ackerman

Multi-chapter works

The Harbinger’s Premonition [AO3]

He's not meant to see you, but he does. To him, you are Death's Harbinger. To you, Levi Ackerman is a mortal that you wish you didn't have to haunt.

Grim Reaper!Reader Canonverse AU, canon-typical violence, canon compliance, spoilers for the show and manga

Ongoing; 10.1k words

One-shots

Between the Pages

Lately, your attention has been captured by a new book series, to the point where you won’t stop talking about it. Wanting to know exactly what it is that you’re talking about, Levi does some reading of his own.

Fluff, established relationship, 2.7k words

All Too Familiar

In a twisted turn of events, you, Levi’s lover, take the bullet instead.

Angst, spoilers for Season 4 Part 1, major character death, 2.4k words

Onwards Past to Eternity (Request)

An alternative happy ending to All Too Familiar.

Angst, fluff, Season 4 spoilers, manga spoilers, 6.4k words

Embrace of the Sun (NSFW)

Morning musings with your lover turn into something a little more heated.

Fluff and smut, explicit sexual content, fem!Reader, 5.0k words

Gentle Touches (Request)

In which Levi experiences affection for the first time.

Fluff, emotional hurt/comfort, newly established relationships, non-sexual intimacy, 3.4k words

And So It Begins. (Request)

On the field, you are a force to be reckoned with. Off the field, it is almost the exact opposite. Either way, you catch your Captain’s eye, and so it begins.

Fluff, confessions, getting together, fem!Reader, 5.8k words

Limits

Mind still buzzing from the horrors of a disastrous expedition, Levi returns home to you in a daze. You try to offer whatever comfort you can.

Hurt/comfort, a little angsty, civilian reader, 1.5k words

Remedy

Struggling to keep up with your university workload, you fall sick, much to your dismay. Your boyfriend takes care of you, but Levi’s spent too much of his life watching a loved one struggle with illness, and can’t help the rising fear within him when looking after you.

Sickfic, university AU, fem!Reader, 2.0k words

At Ease

You, the Survey Corps’ most prized asset, finds solace in the stoic but gentle teashop owner who you’ve come to know as your friend.

Or: The Captain!Reader x Civilian!Levi AU absolutely nobody asked for.

Friends to lovers, emotional hurt/comfort, role reversal AU, 3.5k words

Ignorance is Bliss

Out of the entire cast of Attack on Titan, the member that spends the least time online is probably Levi. And after seeing the responses to the latest collaboration promotional photoshoot, he wants to keep it that way.

Actor AU, established relationship, fluff, humour, some suggestive content, 1.1k

Levi Week Day 3: Shy & Blushing | Affections & Fondness

To celebrate your second anniversary together, Levi takes you to see the beach for the first time.

Canonverse, established relationship, post S3, fluff, mild NSFW (oral sex), 3.5k

It’s A Wrap!

AOT Actor AU, Actor!Levi x Makeup Artist Reader

Fluff, mutual pining, friends/idiots to lovers, confessions, brief implied sexual content, 6.9k

Ficlets (<1k words)

Safe With Me

Lately, mental exhaustion has been weighing you down, and Levi takes it upon himself to take care of you.

Hurt/comfort, mentions of mental health struggles, and mental exhaustion, 0.8k words

Dozes

A quick little fic about sleepy morning cuddles with Levi.

Fluff, established relationship, 0.6k words

All Is Well.

After watching the latest Attack on Titan episode, you seek out your actor boyfriend in need of reassurance that he’s okay.

Fluff, Season 4 Pt 2 spoilers, actor AU, 0.8k words

Confessions

You confess to your long-time best friend about how you truly feel.

Fluff, friends-to-lovers, 0.5k words

Insecurities

You don’t feel like you deserve him. Levi has a few things to say about that.

Emotional hurt/comfort, angst and fluff, 0.6k words

A Failed Attempt

Levi feels like he should try to be more traditionally romantic. Little does he know just how bad at that he is.

Fluff, humour, newly established relationship, 0.8k words

A Lover’s Hands

“His hands are weapons of war, but they are gentle, and you can think of no better pair of hands to cherish you so.”

Fluff, established relationship, suggestive content, 0.4k words

Another uni AU drabble (title TBC)

You and your boyfriend want nothing more to cuddle in bed and sleep in the safety of each other’s arms, but university work seems to have a vendetta against you.

Uni AU, fluff, established relationship, 1.0k words

Love’s Philosophy [AO3]

A ficlet collection based off this prompt list.

Multiple AUs, varying individual ratings.

Ongoing; 11/20 ficlets posted as of July 2023.

Headcanons & thoughts

The Florist Saga: Florist/plant dad Levi | Florist Levi x teashop owner Reader | Florist Levi tag

Being called ‘pretty’

Busy-body S/O

Getting his wisdom teeth removed

Thoughts: IKEA dates | Doting on him

Submissions (from you guys!): Naps | Massages

Eren Jaeger

Ficlets (<1 words)

Since You Asked So Nicely

It’s three minutes until midnight. Your boyfriend’s eager to unwrap his birthday present a little early, and since he asked so nicely, how could you say no?

Established relationship, suggestive content, implied modern AU, 0.6k

Headcanons

#eren thoughts ⬅️ other headcanons and short blurbs

More to come...

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profangirllu · 2 years

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Actor!Eren Yeager Headcanons

Pairing: Actor!Eren Yeager x MakeupArtist!Reader (AOT Live Action Show AU)

Genre: fluff

Type: headcanon/bulletpoint

A/N: I’ve never written for AOT before, but I love the idea of AOT characters as actors playing their characters and was super inspired by @nihaalart ‘s actor au fan art and how Eren is portrayed in them. I might make this multiple parts we’ll see :)

pt 2, pt 3, pt 4

okay so like

Basically in this world AOT is a live action show instead of an anime

And the characters are actors who play the characters

Same names or at least the same first names for the sake of everything

Think of it as like the characters as actors were just so destined to play these roles that they were born with the same/nearly the same names

But aNYWAYS BACK TO THE STORY

Attack on Titan is a huge deal

Like I’m talking Marvel/Stranger Things/Squid Game big deal

It’s quite possibly THE MOST anticipated show every year or two a season comes out

And the biggest franchise at the moment

People love it A LOT

So naturally, as a makeup artist working on the final two seasons you were nervous as hell

You did both normal and Special Effects (wounds, mid transformation, gore, all that good stuff) makeup for the production

And you were terrified your first day bc you didn’t want to mess up and then have the director yell at you and then lose your job because this was a once in a lifetime opportunity

But once you got to set you quickly found that everyone was super chill and friendly

You made friends almost instantly with all sorts of people: catering, directors, assistants, other makeup artists, costume designers

You get the gist

But you WOULD NOT even DARE to approach the cast

They were like gods

Beautiful, scary, and untouchable

They had millions upon millions of dedicated followers (Mikasa, Eren, and Levi took the lead with over fifty million Instagram followers each)

And those followers could be very protective over them

Plus you’ve only ever seen them as the rage filled, vengeful fighters on the show

So yeah it’s kind of intimidating

But you had to talk to them eventually

So you mustered up all your courage and introduced yourself as the new makeup artist

Mikasa and Sasha were so welcoming and immediately asked you to put your number in their phones so you guys could hang out

You found out you were the exact same age as them so you clicked immediately

You all started chatting and they asked you to show them what you’ve done

So you showed a few pictures of different kinds of makeup

Including the test makeup for this season

End they were super impressed

Sasha was like, “Woah, you’re so talented!!! Whoever gets you is gonna be so lucky. No offense to you, Pablo, you do an amazing job” (Pablo was Sasha’s MUA and he just ignored her antics as he set up his equipment)

Mikasa was curious about who you had gotten assigned to

So you looked down at your roster with all the makeup info and found who you’d be primarily taking care of

“It looks like I’ve got Eren Yeager”

And both Mikasa and Sasha had the biggest shit eating grins on their faces after you had said that bc you were really cute and Eren was really single

Just a thought

And so they asked you if you’d met him yet and you said you hadn’t and probably wouldn’t until the next day when he came to set to shoot

Today you were just going to shadow some of the other MUAs to see how things worked

They nodded and gave each other a look before being called to their chairs to get their makeup done

The day went by pretty fast and you were surprised when it was over

Back in your trailer you tried to sleep early but your nerves were eating away at you

What if Eren was mean? What if he didn’t like you or your work? What if he was cold and didn’t talk to you or hated you so much you got fired and replaced?

Even if the rest of the cast was nice you couldn’t be sure he would be too

Especially since his character was so intense

These were the thoughts that plagued you as you shakily set up your equipment in front of a chair embroidered with Eren’s name on it

You were about to finish when you felt a tap on your shoulder

You turned around and were met with none other than Eren Yeager himself

And you felt your hands go numb

Because holy moly he was GORGEOUS

Tall with tanned skin and long brown hair pulled back in a messy bun that had no business being that attractive

His green hoodie that he had gotten from season one (complete with the Survey Corps Scout crest on the front) brought out the color of his eyes

Which you had to admit were the most brilliant color you’d ever seen

He smiled at you and introduced himself

And by god you thought your heart was gonna beat out of your chest

Because it seemed like there was a literal god in front of you

And if god was real and had favorites Eren Yeager was certainly one of them

But you shakily put your hand in his and shook it, introducing yourself as well

He smiled again and sat down in the chair, letting you get to work on his makeup

Being so close to him was kind of nerve wracking to be honest

You learned early on as a MUA that it was your job to make your client feel comfortable though, so you talked to him

You had also showered extra hard last night, brushed your teeth like five times, and sprayed on tons of body spray

You wanted to smell good oKAY

When you work in such close proximity to someone it can get hellish if you didn’t smell good

And Eren definitely noticed

Bc most of his other MUAs before hadn’t really cared

They’d been in the game so long they’d drink like five cups of coffee and have onions and anchovies for lunch and wake up twenty minutes before the call time but Eren didn’t wanna be mean or embarrass them so he would just hold his breath or breathe through his mouth if he could until they finished

So you were a very nice and welcome change

And he thought you were really pretty

Like REALLY REALLY pretty

anyways

You began talking to him bc you wanted to know his comfort level and personality so you could cater your work towards him for comfort

No other reasons you started talking to him

And you slowly realized that 1: Eren Yeager the actor was very different from Eren Yeager the character

He was fun and laidback and kind of flirty if you were being honest

And 2: Eren Yeager the actor was extremely easy to talk to

He didn’t try to hide anything

He was straightforward like his character, but not blunt or harsh

He was also super kind, you noticed

Always talked about his cast mates and directors with respect and fondness

Never put a bad word to anyone’s name

He was also kind of funny

Not even like he was a joker like Connie or Jean

He was just naturally a funny guy somehow

So you found yourself smiling and laughing most of the time you were doing his makeup

And you realized within the short time frame of meeting him that you really enjoyed his presence

(Ngl he realized this about you too)

Once you were finished you pulled away and gave him a mirror

Tbh he didn’t even look at his reflection he just looked at your concentrated face as you fixed his hair or blended something a bit more

And he thanked his lucky stars he was wearing makeup because you were so cute you were making him blush

Poor baby

“It looks great”

You looked down at him with a slight worried expression

“Are you sure? I can blend it more if you want. Maybe I should double check with the director-“

You began to walk away to get someone to check but Eren grabbed your wrist before you could

You turned around and found him looking at you with a soft gaze

His hand around your wrist was warm

It was kinda hard to concentrate

“(Y/N), I promise you, it looks amazing. You’re really talented.”

And you just stood there in shock because

THE Eren Yeager just complimented your work

*screaming inside*

You just kinda stared at him for a second before thanking him

And then you two stayed like that

Which should’ve been awkward but wasn’t

And then the director called everyone to get their costumes and stuff on

Eren snapped out of whatever trance he had been under and let go of your wrist

“Guess that’s my cue”

You nodded and he began to leave but you called after him

“Come back after you get your costume on so I can do some touch ups and fix your hair”

Eren smiled

With any other person he would’ve responded with some sarcastic or mischievous comment

But he just nodded and waved before jogging off

It wasn’t until he had left that you realized how fast your heart had been beating

This boy was gonna be the death of you

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