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Hello! Can I request a Levi x reader? The reader risks her life in helping a cadet who was in the hands of a titan, about to be killed. This results in her losing both of her legs. She survived miraculously and luckily got a chance to regain her legs by using prothesis legs instead. Although there were the disadvantages, Levi assists her in getting used to her new legs before she can go back out to fight (she still wants to even after what happened).

Keep on Fighting

(Y/N) narrowly dodges the swipe of a titan’s hand, twisting her body around to slice its nape. The titan falls with a thud, steam rising in the air. She flies high in the air, surveying the ground below. It was utter chaos. The formation was disrupted due to the horde of abnormals coming their way. They were doing their best to take them out but more just keeps coming.

A sudden scream makes her whip her head towards the source. Her eyes widen at the sight of a cadet in the clutches of a titan with its wide mouth open, rows of teeth that were just waiting to bite into the flesh of a human being. Kicking into overdrive she pushes her gear to its limits as she zips straight for him. She has to get to him, she has to save his life. She grits her teeth, her heart pounding as she sees the cadet being lifted to its mouth, his legs kicking.

She manages to reach him in the nick of time, her blades slicing its hand. The cadet falls to the ground. He’s going to have a tumble but he’ll live, better than being eaten alive. However she forgot to take into account of herself, not realizing that the titan’s other hand looms over her. Realizing a second too late she feels the crushing pain of her bones being broken, a loud scream ripping from her through. No matter how much she struggles she couldn’t break free on its grip. The titan has a sinister smile on its face as it opens its mouth. Now she was faced with the jaws of death, and there was nothing she could do.

(Y/n) hears the sickening crunch of her legs being broken when the titan bites down, her scream piercing the air. Blood spurts out, tears streaming down her face as the ungodly pain explodes inside her body. Was this how she was going to die? There were so many things she wanted to do, so many things she wanted to see. An image of Levi flashes in her mind, her lover. She won’t be with him, her heart clenching painfully. Her eyes flutter close, slipping in and out of consciousness.


Her eyes snap wide open. That was Levi’s voice, no mistake. The titan lets out a howl, its grip loosening on her. She feels the rush of air as she plummets to the ground. She couldn’t react, she was just free falling to her doom. The next second (y/n) lets out a cry of pain as someone catches.


Through her hazy vision she makes out Levi, a distressed look on his visage. “Just hand on (y/n)! Don’t you dare black out on me!”

She smiles lazily at him. “Levi…,” she murmurs. She at least got to see him one last time.

“(Y/N), stay awake!” His voice cracks.

She couldn’t hear what else he was saying, everything was garbled in her ears. Her eyelids slid shut and she was enveloped in darkness.


(Y/n) feels something stroking her hand, something warm. Her face scrunches up, her eyes slowly opening. The room was white and bare, nothing extraordinary about it. Turning her head to the side she was met with the sight of Levi hunched over her, his eyes were bloodshot and wide.

“(Y/N)…,” he says in disbelief.

“Levi…?” she was unsure if what she was seeing was true or not. Wasn’t she nearly about to get eaten? No wait, Levi saved her. Just where was she? The questions swirling in her mind causes her head to pound, a groan slipping past her lips.

“You’re awake…,” his shoulders slump in relief.

“Where am I?”


“Oh…so I survived…,” she trails off. “How long was I out?”

“5 days,” he responds. No doubt was he by her side the whole time, watching over her. It makes her heart warm that he was with her, but at the same time she knew he neglected his well being for her.

“Well, I should get back to work.” (y/n) tries to pull the covers off but his hand seizes her wrist. “The fuck you are, you’re still injured!” He barks out.

“But Levi.” She protests.

He shakes his head. “No, you are to stay in this bed. Don’t remove the sheets.”

She furrows her eyebrows. There was more behind his words. “Why?”

“Take my word for it (y/n).” His voice slightly shakes.

“Levi tell me why.” She presses.

His eyes flash with pain, a hand coming up to cover the side of his face. He grits his teeth, his eyes closing. “They couldn’t…they tried…,” he couldn’t form coherent sentences, the events leading up to now burned into his mind, tormenting him.

“What couldn’t they do? Who is ‘they’?” She asks further, not understanding him.

“They couldn’t save your legs.” He whispers, his eyes reopen to show his anguish.

A sharp gasp leaves her lips, her hand pulling back the covers and she wished to god she didn’t. The lower half of her body was gone. She starts to hyperventilate, her blood pressure spiking. Her hand trembles, hand reaching out to touch what wasn’t there.

“I’m so sorry (y/n),” he says hoarsely. He blames himself. If only he had gotten to her sooner none of this would have happened.

She turns to him, arms out like a child wanting to be held. He embraces her immediately, stroking her hair in an attempt to soothe her. Her wails bounce off the walls, hands balled into his uniform. His heart breaks for her. She was alive, but  at the cost of her legs.


After the revelation that she lost her legs (y/n) was silent and it worried Levi. She would stare up at the ceiling, not saying a single word to him. He couldn’t even begin to understand what was running through her head. She lost not one but two limbs, the trauma was big. He didn’t know if she was just in shock or not but regardless, he was here for her.

(Y/n) was propped against pillows, stuck in her own little world inside her head. He was holding her hand, giving small squeezes here and then. Suddenly she turns to face him.

“I don’t want to be in the infirmary anymore Levi,” she admits. “I feel trapped, I need to do something.”


“I want to go back out there and fight.” She says determinedly, fire burning in her eyes.

He looks at her in shock. After everything she went through she wanted to go back out there again?

(Y/n) casts her eyes down at the sheets, fingers curling into them. “I can still fight Levi, I don’t want to leave the Corps. I don’t want to just be on a wheelchair and wither away. That isn’t me.”

(Y/n) was a fighter, he knew that very well. She didn’t let anything stop her. If she was sick she would carry on working no matter how many times she sneezed and coughed. Continued on with her day if she had a broken arm like it was nothing. (Y/n) was so strong, stronger than him.

He squeezes her hand, making her look at him. “Alright, we’ll get you out of here.”

She smiles at him. “Thank you.”


It was agreed that (y/n) would get prosthetic legs. Technology has improved over the years and use of prosthetics to replace missing limbs was growing more common. Levi sat in during the surgery, holding her hand and murmuring comforting words  to her when the pain was too much. The recovery time was a while so she was stuck at the infirmary for a longer time. (Y/N) was eager to get back to work but she knew that it was going to take time to get used to her new legs. It was weird having prosthetics. She needed to get used to them first before attempting to walk and such. Thankfully she had Levi supporting her.

It wasn’t easy. Countless times she has fallen when taking a step and it makes her frustrated, but she didn’t give up. She’d get up again and walk towards Levi. Sometimes the pain was excruciating and something would go wrong with her legs, needing to head back to the infirmary to get it fixed. She also had to learn how to take care of her new legs, another challenge. But she didn’t faltar, keeping her chin up.

“Come on (y/n), almost there.” Levi encourages her.

She clenches her jaw, placing one foot in front of the other. She wanted to collapse but she held on. She was improving day and day and hopefully today she could finally reach him. She gains confidence, letting go of the railings. She wobbles a little but regains her balance. She eliminates the distance between them, gripping his arms. (Y/n) huffs a little, looking into his ashen hues.

“You did it (y/n).” Levi murmurs, proud that she was able to walk.

She smiles. “I did. Soon I’ll be back out there kicking ass.”

A smile of his own curls on his lips. “You will.”

She embraces him, head under his chin. “Thank you for being with me.”

He drops a kiss to her hair. “Always (y/n).”

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AN:  Animal by Chase Holfelder and Hungry Like The Wolf by Hidden Citizens were really, really good songs to listen to while I wrote this.  Very fitting.  And for the curious:  I’m cherry-picking Vampire Diaries rules, hehe.

Characters:  Human/Vampire!Levi, Fem!Reader, Hange, Death, Erwin, Unnamed OC

Pairing:  Sort of Levi x Reader.  They’re not a thing, but the chemistry’s there.

Warings:  Blood, Violence, Angst, Injury, Major Character Death (??), Near Death, Language

Word Count:  O.O   15401   O.O


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Captain Levi, you think the virus will get worse then it is already? And are the titans affected as well?

It will probably get worse if people don’t wash their hands and keep clean. So far we don’t know if titans can get affected by it.

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Ohh Could you do one where reader is really petite even a little smaller than historia and she has a baby face where shes loves holding hands with levi and likes to compare their size difference especially their hands where his is a lot bigger than hers? Thanks I love your stories

A/N: so sweet, kinda went off topic lol

HC on Levi’s S/O Comparing Their Hand Sizes

-sometimes people would wonder if (y/n) belonged in the military. For one she looks tiny, even shorter than Levi. Secondly, she had a baby face which made her much younger than she appeared.

-she was actually a Squad Leader, a fact that surprises many of the new cadets when they first laid eyes upon her. 

-don’t underestimate her, looks weren’t everything after all. She kicks some serious ass. 

-in a way it was kind of beneficial. people would let their guard down when they see her and next thing they know they were groaning on the floor

-the next surprising news is that (y/n) was with Levi, the stoic Captain. The military was just full of surprises

-Levi low-key likes that (y/n) was shorter than him. he was usually the short person among people but for once he was taller. 

-he could easily pick her up, her squeal music to his ears. he has no problem carrying her around with her legs around his waist

-he could be a little tease, tilting his chin up when she wants to kiss him so he gets chin kisses. her pout was enough to give her the kiss on the lips she so wanted

-(y/n) was just so adorable to him, especially with her cute habit of wanting to hold hands

-whenever they’re at the Mess Hall sitting down she would reach under the table, seeking for his hand. His warm hand engulfs her  tiny one, letting his thumb run along her skin

-he’s not one for pda, but he didn’t mind hand holding whenever they go into town if they were off duty. 

-she’d have this happy smile of her face, bounce in her step while she swings their joined hands slightly

-sometimes when he would do paperwork she’d be on his lap snuggled against him. he’d take a break and lean back, letting her have his hand

-whenever they were in their private quarters (y/n) loves to compare their hand sizes

-holding up his hand she would press her hand flat against his. the difference was significant. 

-her skin was a lot smoother than his. his skin was rough and calloused. 

-her hand was just so small compared to his and it never fails to make her giggle and smile. 

-his hand was huge, easily enveloping her hand and trapping her hand in warmth

-it makes a small smile curl on his lips. little things like this gave him happiness, just watching her having fun comparing their hands. 

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Summary: Levi failed his job, the one job he was supposed to carry out. All because of her.

A/N: Finally I got this out of my system! I’m kind of proud of it, wanted to do this fic for a while. I got inspired by @humanitys-hottestsoldier​ fic if you blink you might miss it. its a different concept though, but i. hope you guys can understand it (idk this will test if I can do description and clues well enough hehe, guess the Levi)


August 25, 2:30 am.

Moonlight filters through the window, landing on the woman who was sleeping peacefully in her bed. Soft snores fill the air, indicating her deep slumber. One arm was under her pillow, the other dangling off the bed. One foot bent at a ninety degree angle while the other was peeking out from under the covers. (e/c) orbs behind her eyelids, (h/c) hair splayed all over her pillow. She was bathed in a pearly glow, like she was some enchanted goddess even when sleeping.

She’s beautiful.

By the foot of the bed was someone watching her with grey eyes. He was hidden by the shadows, not that he needed to be. She was out like a light, she wouldn’t wake. He dares to go closer, the low creaks of the floorboard rising in the air as he stops by the bedside. The back of his knuckles skim over her cheek. (Y/N) mumbles something intelligible under her breath before burrowing herself deeper in the pillow. A smile curls on her lips, making him wonder what she was dreaming about.

She was an interesting woman. She works in a cafe down the street, very convenient for her. She was that friendly barista that greets her customers warmly, her eyes kind and smile bright. She could strike up a conversation with anyone and sometimes that’s what people needed. Someone to talk to or someone to listen, (y/n) could do both. (Y/n) was someone who you could depend on, a loyal worker and a loyal friend. She works diligently, handling different orders without batting an eye and cleaning down the counter and cups. She was never resting, always ready  to do something. Levi knew many things about her, but she didn’t know a single thing about him.

It didn’t mean he didn’t go unnoticed. His presence was meant to not attract any attention. People don’t even see him, which was perfectly fine. He was content to blend in with the background, his sharp eyes and ears gathering information. But this woman, (y/n), saw him as soon as he stepped foot inside the cafe. Gave him that friendly smile, asked him what he wanted. He ignored her, and continued to ignore her every time he entered.

His hand cups her cheek, thumb running along her cheekbone. Her breath was warm, fanning against his skin. His thumb delicately presses against her lips. So soft, just like her skin. Soft, like her voice that filters through the air.

She asked him what he wanted to order, the same smile on her face as he entered the cafe for the upteempth time. He said black tea.

Others like him warned him of this, to not get too close. He scoffed at that, claiming he wasn’t a fool. He was efficient at his job, he never gets attached. But things moved too fast and he ended up sitting at the counter and conversing with her instead of leaning against the back wall. He walked her home late at night, informing her of the bad things that will happen if she was alone. Levi wished he took their advice because now he was a damn fool.

Levi hates her.

His fingers move to her hair, threading his calloused digits effortlessly through her silky locks. He catches a whiff of her shampoo. She keeps herself clean, just like her apartment. Everything was organized, not a speck of grime anymore. On Sundays she deep cleans the whole place, singing a quiet tune to herself as she scrubs the floors and windows.

(Y/n) reads a lot of books, evident by the two bookshelves on the other side of the room. She has many fantasy and romantic novels. It amuses Levi how humans portray him as some hooded figure of the night, so ominous and mysterious with a huge weapon on his shoulders. While the thought of that was nice to indulge in, it couldn’t be more false. He, like others, were like humans that you couldn’t even tell the difference. He was like a neighbor down the street, someone you know and is always there but never know when he’ll come knocking.

His ears pick up on the sound of something crooning his name. Glancing to her chest he sees her soul, so vibrant and pulsing with life. It was a soft, mellow color compared to other souls he’s seen which were much bolder and aggressive. Instead of moving wildly about, her soul bounces up and down, content. Her soul was warm, much warmer than others he had been in contact with.

Levi stares at her a moment longer, drinking in her appearance. He turns around, ignoring the force that was trying to pull him back. He exits her apartment, cold air nipping his skin. The stars twinkle above in the black abyss. Taking out a folded piece of paper he opens it, his eyes scanning the crossed off names until coming to one without a line striked through.

(Y/N) (L/N). Day of Death: August 25. Car crash 8:45 am

(Y/n) was walking to work. The morning air was crisp and fresh, hardly anyone outside. Once the cafe is open then the people will come pouring in, needing to get their daily cups of caffeine that’ll get them energized for the day.

She was crossing the street, blissfully unaware of the incoming car. She’s going to get hit, bones breaking on impact. Her head will crack once it hits the ground with full force. Blood will pour from her wounds, the puddle of crimson growing larger and larger. She’s going to stare up at the sky, blood coating her lips as her eyes flutter close for the last time. Then he’ll swoop in, no one noticing a single thing. Just going in and out, like plucking an apple from a tree.


(Y/n) was tackled to the ground, the car racing by. Levi was pinning her down, his eyes gazing into her (e/c) orbs.

“L-Levi!” She sputters. “Y-You saved me…,” she says in a daze, her heart pounding so fast he could pick up on it. He senses her terror, her life nearly gone in a blink of an eye. Her soul was trembling, bouncing all over the place. He says nothing, standing up and holding out his hand. She takes it and he helps her up.

“Thank you…,” she hoarsely whispers, obviously shaken up from the event that just transpired.

He didn’t know what to say at that moment. She looks so scared and small, like a child needing to be held. He turns away from her, intending to walk away and never come back here, never to intrude upon her life again and forget she even existed.

“Levi, black tea on me.”

He stops. He hates, her hates her with every fiber of his being. Because of her…because of her….

He turns around to face her. “Okay.”

The paper crinkles in his hands, his head bowed. He failed.

He couldn’t reap the soul of someone who he fell in love with.

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Would you ever be willing to do a soft nsfw of Levi, Erwin, Mike (separately) HC of what you think they are personally like when intimate👀 if not I totally understand and respect it

A/N: hopefully I did this justice for you anon! 

HC on How Levi, Erwin, and Mike Act When They Are Intimate


-Levi isn’t verbal with his affections and it’s something he kicks himself for. he’s not those type who can roll compliments and praises off his tongue. 

-so, he lets his actions speak for him. he loves you dearly and the way he expresses it was through his touch

-he’s a rough man, no surprise there. during sex he’s vigorous and unrestrained

-however it’s whatever you say goes. he never wants to hurt you or do anything to make you uncomfortable. your safety and pleasure is what he prioritizes first

-he’s not always rough though. he would slow his pace down to a crawl when he makes passionate love to you, rocking into you slowly

-he would look at your expressions whenever he does something, whether that be using his fingers, hands, etc.

-he tries to let his hands be gentle, caressing you as if you were made of glass

-he’d map your body with his lips, acquainting himself with your scars and leaving hickies all over your body.

-he likes knowing that there are marks under your clothes made by him, his possessive side coming. out

-if it’s the first couple of times you guys have sex he’s very focused on you, wanting to know what makes you feel good. It makes him feel proud that he’s able to pleasure you and unravel you in his arms, your voice screaming out his name

-levi’s not very vocal in bed. just quiet grunts and heavy panting, he doesn’t get loud

-however he becomes a moaning mess when you attack his sensitive neck, the dark red marks made by your mouth a contrast to his pale skin

-his grip on you is tight, holding you to his body. he wants to be as close to you as possible

-he won’t admit it, but he loves it when you coo over his strength and compliment him. he’s a lil insecure, especially with his height and all so he gets an ego boost whenever you shower him in compliments. 

-you can feel his passion whenever he gets intimate, feel his undying love for you

-he’d clean you. up. first before himself. then he would. slip behind you and cuddle you

-or he’ll run you a nice warm bath to help with the soreness, washing your body delicately. while he presses little kisses on your skin

-after sex he gets a little drowsy, allowing him to sleep with you in his arms after a passionate night. 


-Erwin’s a good smooth talker unlike Levi. he loves showering you in compliments when you two have sex

-he’s very gentle, his warm hands peeling the clothes off your body while murmuring how beautiful you look

-he’d lean back on his heels and take a moment. to appreciate just how perfect. you looked. center of the bed, flushed body, waiting for his touch

-he likes to use petnames, mainly ‘Love’ or ‘Baby’

-erwin has an obsession with your thighs, he just loves seeing them rub together, enticing him to help you relieve the heat pooling between your legs

-loves to stall a little by nuzzling his face in your inner thighs, just shy of where you want him. (he’s a tease when he wants to be )

-he enjoys it when you run your hands over his toned body. your touch makes him shiver 

-his blue eyes would be dark with desire, telling you all that you need to know. the man wants. you and would make you feel damn good

-Erwin takes his sweet time, making sure to cherish each part of your body

-sex with Erwin is a lot more drawn out, sometimes you’d get a little impatient which would make him chuckle

-it’s only because he wants to take the time to appreciate every inch of you. he’s so busy, but he loves you so much and wants to show it. 

-erwin would drive you wild whenever he blows on your damp skin after he sucks on it to leave hickies

-his weak spot is his chest, he squirms under you whenever you kiss all over his chest

-when you would pull away Erwin would grip your hair, wanting more. you always fulfill his wishes

-aftercare is very sweet because he’s so loving and gentle

-you two would bath together, each taking the time to wash each other’s body

-sometimes you’d doze off in the tub. Erwin would dry you and transport you back to bed

-you’re cuddled to his chest, falling fast asleep with a smile on your face.


-mike’s a pretty big guy so he understands if you get a little intimidated first. he’s quick to reassure you, pressing sweet kisses over your face while his hands caress you

-he’s pretty good with both his words and hands and he intends to pleasure you the whole night

-like the other two men mike’s got a lot of stamina, could go on for hours

-bed would be creaking, headboard smacking against the wall as he slides in and out of you

-he could be a little playful. he likes to hear your giggles whenever he rubs his scruff over your body. 

-mike’s a boob man, will spend ample time on your breasts. he doesn’t care about size because he knows how to stimulate you regardless

-mike’s got no shame. he wants to hear you say his name over and over, doesn’t care who is listening. 

-it goes both ways. id say he’s the loudest out of the three. what can he say, he feels damn good whenever you treat him

-mike loves the feeling of your nails raking down his back as he thrusts into you. it’s a testament of the good time he gave you, of course he wants more

-mike likes it when you’re on top, he gets a nice of you. 

-but then if he’s feeling cheeky he’d quickly flip you on your back

-aftercare with mike is the bessssst. big. teddy bear

-you get all the cuddles from this huge man. you’ll feel so warm and cherished

-mike likes to admire you after you’ve fallen asleep before kissing your forehead and. joining you in dreamland

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AN:  Sorry for the delay, I got side tracked…wait for it…writing down all my ideas for future parts of this story.  There’s a lot guys, like….a lot.  Sooo this chapter is a bit more focused on Reader’s backstory (As will the next chapter or two be) cause we gotta get that in there before things pick up.  You’ve got a while of childhood fluff before things start to happen, though there will be some serious stuff going on, as this chapter will let you know.  The Masterlist (A link to which can be found below) also has a link to this story on AO3, and a link to my playlist for this story, if you’re interested.  Also, since the post wasn’t seen much, I want to mention now: this story may be all fluffy and happy NOW, but I want you to be aware that there will be MATURE and sometimes DARK themes in future parts of this story…this is AOT we’re talking about, it’s not gonna be happy all the time.  If you have concerns about what some of these themes/topics may be, my messages are open to answer questions or concerns.  We’ve still got…a little while before we reach those parts of the story, but I wanted to get the warning out now, while the story is still young.

Characters:  Levi, Reader, Unnamed OCs, Reader’s Mother (Mentioned/offscreen), Kenny

Pairing:  (Eventual) Levi x Reader

Warnings:  Mentions of/Suggested Bullying, Minor Injury, Bullying, Language

Word Count:  6459

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➳   𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚒 𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜
➳   𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚊𝚛  ⊰  𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎
➳   𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚊-𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜  ⊰  𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 

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Summary: When you have Levi, his daughter, and a sharpie. 

A/N: I brushed up this punk au that I had sitting in my drafts. this little thing is for @humanitys-hottestsoldier for all the. fluff that this is worth II hope you’ll take care of yourself and feel better. we’re here for you. 


Levi Ackerman, the man with tattoos and piercings, had a wife. Even more astonishing was the fact he had a little girl. To people who had crossed his path would characterize him as a foul mouthed man, reserved and quiet unless provoked. Tongue sharper than a knife, he could easily reduce you to tears with his words or his intense glare would bore into your soul. The fact that his body was inked and pierced kept people away from him, gossiping behind his back. He didn’t really care if people misjudged him, their opinions didn’t matter. What mattered was that he had two beautiful girls in his life that he would do everything and anything to protect.

As of now he was staring up at his phone scrolling through social media. Beside the bed was Emily, his little girl. She was on the floor drawing and coloring, her little hums floating through the air. (Y/n), his wife,was out with her friends today. She didn’t get much time to go out so after much persuading on his part she left. It was just him and his baby girl at home.

Every so often his eyes glance over to Emily. She was such an artistic little girl, her talent shining through. Hell, ever since she was a baby she had an affinity for the arts, so much so they had to hide the crayons or else she’d draw all over the walls. On their fridge were pictures that she drew, proudly displayed for all to see.

If Levi had to guess, Emily’s love for drawing sprouted because of him. Specifically, his tattoos. The second she laid eyes on her father she was fascinated by the intricate designs on his arms and upper chest. Emily would spend lots of time tracing his tattoos, now his favorite pastime with his daughter. It was a sure way to get her to stop crying as well.

“Levi!” (Y/n) calls out to him, her voice mingling with the cries coming from their daughter.

He quickly enters the living room, finding (y/n) attempting to soothe their baby. It was no use, the pitch of her wails increased to the point it was ringing in his ears. Taking Emily from his wife he rocks her in his arms. Emily’s grey eyes land on his tattooed sleeves, her cries quietening down immediately. She grew entranced by the designs, tiny fingers reaching out to touch his arm.

“Your tattoos are magical Levi.” (y/n) says.

“Good now brat?” Levi asks, dragging a finger down her cheek. Emily cooes in response, snuggling closer to his chest. It makes him melt.

A sudden creak makes him look away from his phone. Emily climbs on top of the bed, scooting closer to his arm. He was wearing his black tank top, his tattooed sleeves on display. He watches her glide her fingers over the inked skin, eyebrows drawn in confusion with her tongue sticking out. She reminds him of (y/n) when she would concentrate on something.

“What are you doing?” Levi asks, amusement shining in his eyes.

“Tracing your art daddy, it’s pretty!” Emily looks up and chirps. Levi puts his phone away, solely focused on his little girl. A comforting silence passes over them. Levi could never get tired of watching her trace his tattoos no matter how many times she’s done it. It was just so heartwarming and special that she adored his tattoos, just like (y/n) did.

“Daddy I want to give you tattoos!”

“You want to draw on me?” He questions.

She nods. “Can I daddy?”

He ponders for a bit. (Y/n) won’t come home until later. Getting up he rummages through the drawers and takes out a sharpie. Handing it to Emily he takes off his tank top, the  remaining tattoos on his upper chest bare to her. He lays back down, hands behind his head.

“Go ahead.”

Emily’s eyes light up at his words. She kneels by him, taking off the cap and getting to work. Levi closes his eyes, the feeling of the sharpie scraping against his skin wasn’t so bad. He lets her draw for a while, content in the moment.

“I’m done daddy!”

Opening his eyes he looks down at  his body. Vines and flowers start from his waist and spiral upwards, meeting one of his patterns by his pectorals. She drew a little bird and cat on his left side, stars on his stomach. Her masterpiece was drawn on him and he couldn’t have been more proud and honored. He takes it all in, his lips twitching. His hand ruffles her hair affectionately.

“It looks good.”


He nods, sitting up. Her work was clean and precise, each stroke done with care. If she decides to pursue a career in art she’s going to go far. He’s calling it now, his baby girl outranks everyone else.

“Yay, I’m happy!” She claps her hands in enthusiasm.

Levi hears the front door opening. “I’m home!” (y/n)’s voice rings out.

He takes the sharpie from Emily, putting it back where it belongs. He puts on his tank top, hiding the artwork on his body. “No telling  your mother, alright?” He says, placing a finger to his lips.

Emily giggles, mirroring his actions. “Okay daddy.”

“How have my husband and baby girl been doing?” (Y/n) asks, entering the bedroom.

“Look at what I drew mommy!” Emily hops down from the bed and shows her the drawing. (Y/N) looks it over with pride, bending down to give her a huge. “Sweetie this is amazing. Want to hang it up?”

“Yeah! Daddy come on!”

Levi gets off the bed and steals a quick kiss from (y/n).”Had fun?”

(Y/N) beams at him. “Yup! It was nice being with the girls.”

“Go out some more if you feel  like it, me and Emily can hold down the fort.”

She chuckles. “Thank you Levi, I  appreciate it.” She says, kissing his cheek.

“Mommy, daddy!”

“Coming sweetie!”


Levi carries a sleepy Emily to her bedroom, (y/n) pulling back the covers so he could tuck her in. Emily gazes at her parents with a sleepy smile as they kiss her forehead.

“Mommy, daddy?” Her cute voice calls out to them.

“What is it?” (Y/n) says.

“I know what I want to be when I grow up.”

“What’s that?” Levi inquires. Emily’s smile widens. “I want to draw tattoos on other people.”

(Y/N) arches an eyebrow. “A tattoo artist?” She states in disbelief.

Emily nods, her eyes closing. “Yeah…pretty art like daddy….,” soft snores fill the air, indicating her sleep. (Y/n) shoots  Levi a look to which he responds with a shrug. Secretly he was suppressing his smile, his heart swelling with love.

“A tattoo artist? Where did she get that idea?” (y/n) asks as they enter their bedroom. Not that she was opposed to it, she was just wondering how her daughter came to that career choice.

“Who knows?” Levi hums, taking off his shirt. (Y/n) stares at the sharpie marks on his torso, her mouth forming an o shape.

“You let her use a sharpie on you!?” She scolds him.

“Relax (y/n), she didn’t get sharpie on anything else, just my body.”

(Y/N) sighs, shaking her head. Levi wraps his arms around her, tugging her closer. “I swear everytime I leave you do something.”

“You act like I gave her a knife or something.”

“I hope not or else there will be punishments Mr.Ackerman.” She warns him.

His eyes flash with mischievousness. “What kind?”

She groans. “You’re impossible.”

His forehead bumps against hers. “She’s pretty damn creative if you ask me.”

She smiles fondly. “She is. She makes beautiful art.”

“Her art that she can share with others, like what she did to me today.”

(y/n)’s hand trails down his chest, tracing the stars on his stomach. “You’re going to be her canvas now.”

He allows a small smile to curl on his lips. “Fine by me.”

Of all the art he has on his body, the ones Emily drew on his skin were the most beautiful.

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Hello! I could I request a Levi x blind reader where she recently became blind from an accident and has been really sad and depressed but Levi talks to her and tells her how she's still connected to everyone and cheers her up and stuff. Maybe at the end you and do a bit where her eyesight is repaired and she sees Levi for the first time? Of course if your willing :) Angst with a fluffy ending please, thank you :)


Levi was searching frantically, his eyes passing over destroyed buildings. There was no sign of his lover anywhere and the panic inside him was growing. The titans have breached the walls, the scouts springing into action while Eren went to plug the hole. It was the aftermath of all the chaos, rounding up as many survivors as they could.

“(y/n)!” He calls out to her, hoping to receive a response. He keeps calling her name, the desperation in his voice clear. God where was she!?

A quiet cry reaches his ears, unmistakably (y/n)’s. Switching directions he commands her to call out to him, honing in on her voice. Her voice leads him to a wrecked home. Landing on the ground his hands dig for her, reassuring that he will get to her. Heaving away a large beam he finds her. She was face down, the lower half of her body under a wall. What scares him the most was the fact that debris was in her eyes, swollen shut.

“I’m here (y/n), hold on.” He tries not to let the fear bleed through his words but there was waver.

“Levi…,” she whimpers.

Using his incredible strength he gets the wall off her body. Quickly turning her over his eyes scan her body, taking note of the injuries on her body.

“I-I can’t see…,”

“We’ll get you some help, just hang on.” Levi murmurs, cradling her close to his body as he zips in the air. His heart thunders inside his chest, his eyes glancing to her face. She was in pain, clutching him tightly. He shakes his head, focusing on getting her medical attention. She’ll be fine, just fine,


She lost her ability to see.

Her (e/c) orbs now milky white, her whole world shrouded in darkness. When the doctors broke the news to her she clung to Levi, crying her heart out. She had to adjust, learn how to navigate the world again.

(Y/N) felt helpless. It was as if she was constantly drowning in darkness, unable to find the light. Learning how to move around was troublesome, bumping into every little thing that the table corner permanently carved into her calf. Turning her head to the wrong direction when someone was speaking to her. Unable to read the books that transported her to a new world. She couldn’t see the sunrise or sunset or the beauties the world had to offer even though it was cruel. Colors that painted her life vanished into thin air.

Worst of all, she couldn’t see Levi. She couldn’t see his pale face, his silky black locks, his steel orbs, his smiles….it was like she was completely shut out. She was in her dark world now, away from her friends and family. How could she connect with them? She can’t partake in their joy, their laughter, she couldn’t do anything with them. She was afraid, so afraid of not remembering how their faces would look like.

Her blindness catalysed a series of misfortunes and she wonders if she’s even worth it anymore. Would anyone want her now that she was blind, would Levi still love her? She didn’t want to burden him because of this, constantly helping her out and neglecting his other duties. She should be able to stand on her own next to him, but instead she was weak. So pathetic and weak.

“(y/n) I’ve brought you food.” Levi says, sitting down at the edge of the bed, tray in his hands.

(Y/n) stares at the bedsheets, but not really seeing them. Her hands toy together, unusually quiet. Ever since she was blind she didn’t talk as much to the people who visited her or him.

“(y/n)?” He tries again, setting the tray on the dresser. Reaching for her hand his thumb runs over her skin. He was so warm. With her sense of sight gone she had to rely on her other senses. Her ears picked up footsteps, able to distinguish who was who. Her nose was sensitive, not as much as Mike but enough to pick up subtle aromas. Her sense of touch was heightened, feeling the softest of touches. It wasn’t enough to see the world, not when sight was the missing piece.

Her shoulders begin to shake, bowing her head so her hair shields her face from him. “Levi…,” her voice quivers.

“What is it?” He was alarmed.

“I hate it….I hate how I can’t see anything….I hate that I can’t see you!” She cries out, looking up. Tears cascade down her cheeks, dripping onto the sheets. “I can’t see the world, my friends, you….I don’t want to live in darkness in Levi!”

He hears her pain clearly in her voice, his heart clenching. Moving forward he gathers her in his arms, trying to find the right words to say. She needed his comfort, she needed him.

“(Y/N), you’re not alone. You have me, your friends. We’re right here with you even if you can’t see us. You’re so strong (y/n), so strong despite your blindness.” He murmurs, stroking her hair. “Don’t think that you can’t connect with us because you can. Sight isn’t the only thing that we use to be with others. We create memories together, memories that will forever be with you.”

Pulling her back he cups her cheeks, brushing her tears away. “You will always have me (Y/n), remember that.” He whispers lovingly.

She grips his wrist, envisioning his soft expression. “I love you Levi…I love you….,”

He grazes his lips against hers. “I love you too.”

(Y/n)’s eyes flutter close when he kisses her properly. Her hands move up to cradle his face. His lips were soft and slightly chapped. There was a lingering taste of tea in his mouth. She smells a hint of lemon on him, probably due to his cleaning products. Breaking apart they pant a little, regaining their breath. Her hands begin to feel the contours of his face, ingraining him inside her mind. Her thumb press against his thin lips, lips that knew her body inside and out. His nose was pointy, giggling when she feels his face scrunch up. Brushing under his eyes she knows the dark bags that clings to his skin, telling of the little sleep he gets. She accidently applies too much pressure on his eyelids.

“Sorry.” She says apologetically.

“It’s fine, keep exploring (y/n).” He replies. If this could help her see then he’ll gladly let her acquaint herself with his body again. It feels good to her hands on his skin.

Her hands push back his silky locks, easily gliding through her fingers. Her fingers travel down, feeling the muscles beneath his uniform. Palm resting over his chest she picks up the vibrations from his heart. Her Levi was right in front of her.

His breath hitches when she shows him a radiant smile. “I see you.”


(Y/n) grumbles when the sunlight hits her face. Levi buries his face in her neck, arm tightening over her waist. Her eyes open, but it didn’t really make a difference. All she sees is darkness anyway.

But today was different.

Instead of pitch black she sees a blur of colors. Wait, colors!? Her vision was hazy, her hands frantically rubbing her eyes. She sees the yellow sun rays, the wood of the chair, the black straps in the corner. Blinking, she gasps. Her sharp intake of breath alerted Levi.

“(Y/n)?” His husky voice calls out to her.

She sits up, turning her head. Her hand shakily touches his cheek, Levi’s eyes staring up at her colored orbs. “You…,” he was awestruck.

Tears spill down her cheeks, smiling at him. “I see colors Levi! I see everything, I see you!” Her voice overflows with happiness. Swooping down she claims his lips, kissing him with such vigor that even Levi was taken aback. Nonetheless he reciprocates the passion, hand slipping behind her neck to pull her closer.

“How?” He asks.

“I don’t know, but i don’t care. I see you, all of you.” she whispers.

They kiss again, lost in their own world. Her world was filled with color, filled with Levi.

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