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levmada · 2 days
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oooh, levi with a sensitive overthinker. we all know how levi is and all that, but damn, i personlly would secretly cry at his comments or ("affectionate") roasts and would rather die a million times than ever admit that to him or show it😭
id honestly overthink it and be like "oh hes annoyed with me" or "im a burden to him" and start to distance myself and push him away avoid him as much as possible. Even if id eventually get used to how he is, id still feel like...off? ig. how do u think levi would react to something like that?
i hate making it feel personal, but for some reason my brain decided to not know how to word it in any other away.
ohhhh anon this is so me as well haha. if i wanted for some reason to strictly abide by canon without exception, then i’d probably have to have thick emotional skin to be with him, but I Can’t.
(and i’m not into modern au’s personally :P)
his reaction, i think (kind of based off of smartpass content :s) to the revelation that his jabs hurt you is painful to him too. you in pain is last thing he wants, of course, so that intensifies tenfold when it’s his fault.
he definitely picked up on it himself.
Levi is an unapologetic person when it comes to expressing his appearance, his personality, and his opinions. but his refusal to be someone he isn’t doesn’t mean he doesn’t despise some aspects of himself.
for instance, he’s easily annoyed. he won’t admit it, but your “weakness” makes him uncomfortable, because he had it beat into him to despise it in all forms, even though he empathizes. he can come off as rude and mean the opposite. he usually blanks when there’s a situation that asks him to be the slightest bit candid with his feelings.
so to say the least, he’s extremely, silently, apologetic. i don’t see him stopping himself so often to say “i didn’t mean that” or try to put it a different way.
but Levi is highly disciplined. he would (literally) tone down his crude sarcasm and be “softer” (i guess is the word) for you. that’s not going against who he is, in fact i think it partly penetrates the mean tough outer shell he’s built up over the course of his entire life. kindness and compassion and gentle feelings for the ones he cares about are intrinsically woven into the fabric of who he is.
and it’s a little easier to show you that side of him if it’s because you need it from him, because if there’s anything Levi does, it’s give himself lol.
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levitiquee · 5 months
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“Daaa-ddy.”
Levi startles, looking up. The little girl stood before him, all wide eyes and beaming at him.
“Yes? Shouldn’t you be at school?”
She shrugs, then thrusts out a hair brush and a set of scrunchies. “Do my hair today!” She grins.
Levi is taken aback slightly, not at all expecting such a request. It’s not that he had a bad relationship with his daughter really, if anything Levi spends every second that he can spare with her. But even so, it was so sudden and specific, not to mention she has never asked him to do it before. It was you who helped her get ready.
“Doesn’t mommy usually do that?” He asks slowly. “Is she busy?”
She shakes her head quickly. “I just want you to do it today.” She smiles, holding the brush out to him, waiting for him to take it.
Levi glances at it then looks back up. How could he say no to that?
So, without a word, he motions her to turn around which she follows happily, pulling a stool nearby to sit between Levi’s legs. Levi takes the brush, though slightly hard to hold without his missing fingers, he manages, combing through the black silky strands.
Like his.
Though, his own hair was stranded with gray now, a sign of the long years he had lived. Even Ackermans don’t stay young forever.
But it’s still so strange to him, having her here, right in front of him. He still freezes a little when she smiles at him, watching her with awe. She looked almost exactly identical to him, starting from the shape of her face to the color of her eyes, just the exact shade of the silvery blue that his own eyes hold. But there was a brightness in those eyes that Levi doesn't think he ever had. She was like this little ball of sunshine, always so bright.
And her smile, that came from you.
She was his. Yours. Theirs.
A part of him and a part of you. A whole other human being. A child. A blessing.
It was the hardest at thr beginning. For him to get used to it. Despite the 9 months of pregnancy, it was when he first held her that the realization finally hit him. That she was his daughter. His.
And the moment his eyes locked with the newborn, he knew he was doomed.
That there was nothing he wouldn’t do for this small, small, absolutely tiny person that came to earth no more than half an hour ago. That he had just met.
It was crazy how it only took him only a moment for him to swear his life for her, to become so protective. It was actually ridiculous, how he felt anxious even when it was the nurses holding her, he’d been so rigid, so poised. Even when handing her over to someone else’s arms, he had his hand outstretched because just in case. It took a shit load of convincing from you for him to let Jean and Connie hold her.
It was crazier watching her grow up. Never had he felt this ridiculous amount of pure joy and excitement ever. Only to hear her first words, to watch her take her first steps, holding his hand. He swears it was only yesterday.
His chain of thought was cut off as she started to happily chatter about things. Unlike Levi, she talks. A lot. Levi doesn’t mind, he listens quietly. Every once in a while, inserting a comment.
“I’ve read about you. In the history books. Our teacher taught us.”
“Yeah?” He mumbles, brushing softly. “What’d you learn?”
“They called you humanity’s strongest.” She stumbles on the word a little, which was a bit heavy for her usual vocabulary. She turns around to look at him with awe and wonder, wide eyes asking for confirmation. “That’s so cool!”
He only lets out a small hum in response.
"Will I be as strong as you one day?"
"Sure. You already are." He hopes she never needs to be.
“I saw your picture too. And mommy’s. Also, Uncle Connie used to be bald back then.” She finishes with a giggle, the idea of Connie’s lack of hair amusing her. “You were like a superhero, weren’t you daddy?”
“I wouldn’t shoot that far.” He answers with a small smile.
Back then, Levi had never imagined the idea of having a family. There, caged between the walls, surrounded by those tremendous monsters. When there was no guarantee that you’d come back alive once you’re out there. How could he even think of bringing a child to the world, if he couldn’t even do the least that is to promise their safety?
But now, here she runs and plays outside, without a worry in the world, tirelessly. She doesn’t have to starve like Levi had to, she grows up with only all the good the world has to offer. She doesn’t know the worst of how things could be and Levi hopes she never does. She doesn’t yet understand the role Levi and you had played in creating this world, but she does understand the value of it. She asks questions sometimes, about the wheelchair and the eye and the hand. About your scars and why somedays you can't get yourself from bed. He doesn’t answer. He doesn’t know how to answer. And Levi knows, one day, he’ll have to tell her all of it, life back then and the life he had. But for now, he prays, let her grow up with only love and pureness. Let her see the world in her rose colored glasses. Something he never got to do.
She taps Levi’s leg as he bunches the hair to tie a ponytail. “Do braids.” She says.
“Braids? Don’t you always wear a ponytail?” Levi asks.
“Yes, but,” She tries to explain, stumbling for words. “Tash always pulls by it.”
Tash was one of her classmates, Levi knew from her frustrated rants about him. From what he could gather, neither liked each other much. “Next time he bothers you, you do the thing that I taught you.” He tells her.
“The thing with my hands?” She asked brightly, balling her hands to show him.
“Hey, no beating up kids at school. Levi!” You appear in the doorway, only catching the last bit of the conversation. “Don’t give her ideas. And you,” You look at your daughter who was smiling smugly. “I’ve been looking for you–wait, is Levi doing your hair?” You say, finally noticing and very surprised.
‘Yes!” She replies excitedly, “He’s doing braids! He’s very slow though.”
Levi playfully pats her head. “It’s because you keep moving.” He sighs. “Must you need braids? I’m not sure if I can–”
“Yes.”
Levi was about to say something else until she turned around, giving him the most adorable pout ever, eyes all round and needy, her brows pinched together. “Please?” She asks sweetly.
Well damn.
Levi tries, he really tries. But the word no somehow managed to disappear from his vocabulary, along with all of its synonyms. So he sighs, nodding.
“Levi, I can–” You start.
“It’s okay.” He puts up a hand, stopping you. He doesn’t know much about the process, but he’s spent enough time watching you do her hair. So he thinks he can manage it. “I can do it. Probably.” He says uncertainty.
It was slightly difficult to manage multiple sections of hair when you’re missing two fingers, but even surprising himself, he does manage it, after a few attempts. A little uneven, but works.
"Happy?" He asks her, patting her head.
It was good enough for the girl, who jumped up right after it was finished and cheered happily as an answer to Levi. She jumps to his arms, pulling him by the neck to plant a big smooch in his cheek.
“You're the best.” She beams at him, then running off to grab her bag which was by the door.
“Wow, mommy’s nonexistent now?” You fold your arms in mock offense.
She doesn’t answer, only picks up her bag and runs to hug you full speed, wrapping herself around your knees. “I love you.” She calls out, then turns to Levi. “And I love you too! I'm leaving now!”
Then she was out the door before you could say I love you back.
“Don’t run, you’ll fall.” Levi calls out to her, who was already far out of hearing range.
You closed the door. Then leaned against it, staring at Levi.
Levi looked away, cheeks heating up slightly, noticing the strange way you were staring at him, already knowing what comes after.
“So.” You said.
“So, what?” He said, glancing at you.
“Where'd you learn how to do braids?"
He huffs. "From you. I watched you do it.''
"Really?' It was so cute you could melt.
“Stop looking at me like that.” He grunts. “She’s my girl. I can do her hair sometimes, it’s not that big of a deal.”
“So, I’m not your girl?” You pout, exactly the same expression your daughter made just moments ago. “How come I don't I get braids?”
“I–” Levi starts, then huffing frustratedly. He can’t even say no to his daughter, who was he to say no to the mother? He tries nevertheless.
“I’m not doing it. Stop looking at me like that.”
You did not look away, pouting out your lips more.
“I won’t.”
You blinked, turning your expression sadder.
Levi gives up.
“C’mere.” He sighs.
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peachdues · 6 months
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another snippet from my upcoming Levi x Reader fic, Coalescence, a secret pregnancy AU first teased here.
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Pregnant.
How the fuck could you be pregnant?
Levi’s mouth twisted down in a grimace. It wasn’t as though he didn’t know exactly how a woman came to be with child — in fact, he’d wager that he was incredibly well-versed in such activities.
Especially when it came to you.
The how in practice wasn’t what concerned him; it was the how in theory, that he couldn’t wrap his mind around.
You’d had an implant put in a year prior, right after the two of you had given into the raging desire that had been steadily mounting between you, finally boiling over after a heated exchange over your future with the Scouts.
The night in question had started with Levi in your face, berating you about duty and wasted potential. The Captain had been uncharacteristically flustered as you’d stared him down, hotly reminding him that he would have to drag you, kicking and screaming to the Commander’s office, pistol to your head, before you’d accept a position as squad leader.
It ended with you spread out on his desk, Levi’s face between your thighs, followed by his cock, as he’d pressed you into the wood and fucked every last pent up emotion he’d ever felt right into your pliant, heavenly body.
The way you’d whimpered his name, the way you’d tugged at the inky strands of his hair as he’d pounded into you, his fingers digging into the flesh of your hips hard enough to bruise, had made him see white. It pained him to have to silence your whines, which had grown in vibrato the closer you came to your climax, by sliding two fingers into your mouth.
Whatever disappointment he’d felt had been fleeting however, as you’d moaned, tongue swirling around his digits as you’d watched him through half-lidded eyes.
It was then that Levi knew he was a goner.
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You’d marched into his barracks not two days later, a fire in your eyes as you pinned him with a heated stare and told him you’d had an implant put into your arm, meant to keep any accidents from happening.
Levi hadn’t asked any further questions; not as he’d crossed the floor of his office and began tugging the straps of your ODM gear away from your body.
But that implant, however, apparently hadn’t been worth shit, because now, you were pregnant.
Pregnant, with his child.
And now, you were lying in an infirmary bed, unconscious and bloodied, because you’d been injured as you’d fought to defend Trost from the onslaught of Titans that slipped through the hole in Wall Rose.
While pregnant. With his baby.
Provided Levi could hold onto whatever vestiges of his sanity remained until you awoke, he was going to kick your ass.
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lucysarah-c · 6 months
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Something that lives rent free in my mind is:
After returning from a military trip that lasted almost two months, this rare day off was the first Captain Levi had enjoyed in months. The two of you were cuddling in bed, well aware that even on his "day off," the responsibilities of a Captain could intrude. He knew…
However, it had been months since he had been with you. While he wasn't fond of sleeping in his own bed, all he desired was to stay there until the afternoon, with your legs wrapped around him, until both of you were so spent and sensitive that you couldn't continue any longer. He hovered over you, his movements intense, the bed squeaking and slamming against the wall. He used all his strength, and more, supporting his body with one arm, his right hand squeezing your breast as it bounced with each impact. The morning light spilled in from the curtains of his personal chamber, illuminating everything. Your lips parted in pleasure, unable to produce sound each time he thrust deep, your disheveled hair spread across the pillow. He felt your wetness every time your hips met, your legs attempting to part wider in vain, trying to make him go even deeper. At the same time, your legs were wrapped around his hips, pushing him with each of his thrusts.
He groaned with every movement; you were incredibly tight, warm, and wet. So good he could almost sob. He threw his head back, nearly there after months of abstinence. He was so close, almost ready to release his pent-up. He's so close, almost ready to fill you to the brim only to go for another round. Releasing one load after the other, cumming inside until you were dripping from it. And then!… There was a knock on the door, involuntarily causing him to stop in surprise.
"Lev?" you whispered, trying to keep your hoarse voice of pleasure from being heard by whoever was on the other side of the door. Levi groaned in annoyance, shifting positions, his elbows on each side of your body, his head nestled on the crook of your neck, leaving butterfly kisses as another knock echoed, this time more insistent.
"Levi…wait," you insisted, and Levi groaned in frustration.
"Ignore it," he murmured, resuming the kisses along the edge of your jaw. He was trying hard not to lose the mood, his hips attempting to regain their rhythm. Your soft moans and your attempts to suppress the sounds with your bitten bottom lip.
Another knock, "Levi, we're all waiting for you," Erwin's deep voice came from the other side.
"Damn it," Levi whispered, annoyed, trying to control his voice as his hips couldn't stop seeking the release that was so close. "I'll be there in a minute!" he tried his best to sound as natural as possible.
"The high ranks are waiting; the meeting started 30 minutes ago," the Commander insisted. It was his duty, after all.
Your lack of response indicated the obvious loss of the mood, and Erwin's persistence grated on Levi's last nerve. He had waited months for this moment, and he was always punctual. A man had his needs.
"Lev-"
"I'm balls deep, Erwin. For fuck's sake, I'll be there in a minute!"
Let's just say the knocks quickly ceased.
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levi's the type to throw around comments that sound kinda mean, but the minute he sees that you're actually upset by them, he softens and gets all flustered, getting more than a little upset with himself for not being able to tell that you weren't in the right headspace for that type of rhetoric just because he's usually so good at reading your moods
if you're the type that needs space afterwards, he'll give you space. otherwise, he'll sit you down, get you a cup of tea, and hold you close. while he'd never say anything overly antagonizing (especially if it feeds into any of your insecurities), he'd gently plant a kiss on the top of your head as he pulls you in, mumbling, "sorry, love. shouldn't have said it like that. can i try again?"
he'd never really get defensive or pull out the "i'm just grumpy" or "you're overreacting" card. communication—particularly with you—was important to him, so he's more than willing to work with you to bridge any gaps in it
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sonamytrash · 2 months
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I missed you
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Warnings: Sex, vaginal penetration, breeding, breeding k1nk, vaginal fingering, fem receiving, fem reader, female anatomy used and described, rough sex, possessive behavior, dirty talk, squirting, creampie, multiple orgasms, mentions of pregnancy.
A/N: No plot, just smut.
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Levi cleared his throat, trying to regain his composure as you sauntered into his office, a mischievous glint in your eyes as always. "You've finally decided to grace me with your presence. Do you have those reports?" He asked nonchalantly, trying not to make his excitement too obvious having not seen you in three weeks. He couldn't help but tease you, even as his heart raced a little faster in his chest.
You roll your eyes, your lips curling into a playful smirk. "Oh, shut up, Levi. They're here." You say, waving them and placing them neatly onto his desk.
Levi glances at the clock. "I suppose it isn't quite 6 pm yet, so they aren't late." He says with a hint of amusement.
You chuckled softly, your gaze never leaving his. "Yes, but that's not why I really came, is it?" You say taking a step towards him.
He smirked, rising from his seat and taking a step towards you as well. "No, I don't suppose it is." You both stood there in the dim light, just inches apart. He could feel the desire rising between the two of you, thick and palpable. He reached out to brush a strand of hair from your face, tucking it behind your ear. Levi finds himself staring into your eyes, "I've missed you," he managed to croak out. An unusual display of affection for him. It had only been a few weeks that the scouts were away. You knew he was the most likely to return of anyone, but it didn't stop you from worrying each and every time. Being without him was always agony.
Your breath hitched, and eyes fluttered shut for just a moment as you lean into his touch.
"Levi..." You murmur, your voice husky. He leans in closer, his lips mere millimetres from your own. "I've been thinking about you..." Your words trailed off. His hand moved lower, cupping your cheek before sliding down to your neck, where he gently tugged on your collar, revealing the smooth skin beneath.
"Have you now?" he murmured, his voice laced with desire. He leaned in closer, your bodies moulding together perfectly as his lips brushed against your earlobe. "And what have you been thinking about?" He moved his hand to the small of your back, drawing you even closer.
Your response is a low moan that vibrates through him. "Things I shouldn't," you whisper, your fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt. "Things I want to do, things I want you to do to me." You paused, your lips parting as you take a shaky breath.
He seizes the opportunity and leans down, pressing his lips against yours, his tongue plunging into your mouth with fervour. The kiss deepens, his tongue dancing with your own. Tugging your shirt over your head, revealing your soft, full breasts to his hungry gaze. Levi moves his mouth down to your breasts, taking a nipple in his mouth and sucking gently enticing a moan from your lips.
He lifts you onto his desk, your bodies tangled together in a frenzy of need and desire as he trails his hands over your body again, feeling every curve and dip before finally hiking up your skirt and sliding your underwear from your hips. He reaches between your legs. "You're so wet," he murmurs, his finger tracing over your folds. "Do you want me like this? Do you want me to breed you like a bitch in heat?"
He pushes your legs apart and lowers himself before he buries his face between them, his tongue sliding over your clit. His finger slides inside you, curling to find your g-spot.
"You're so wet for me," he growls. "You're practically begging for it, aren't you?" He thrusts his finger harder as he talks, pushing you closer to the edge.
Levi slides a second finger into you, feeling how tight and wet you are. Pumping them in and out of you rhythmically. "Tell me you want it," he growls. his mouth closing over your clit. He flicks his tongue quickly over it, making you shiver with pleasure.
You whimper under his touch. "L-levi, I want it, I want you."
He drives you wild with pleasure, his skilled tongue and fingers working you expertly until you're writhing with need. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, you come with a loud cry, your body shaking with ecstasy.
"God, you're nasty little pussy is sucking me in, it's so fucking tight" he murmurs, as he continues to plunge his fingers into your needy cunt, letting you ride your orgasm out on his hand, moving his fingers over your folds. "So goddamn ready for me."
He reaches down, unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants, revealing his aching erection. Your hands work at the buttons of his shirt, eager to feel his skin against your own. Reveling in the sight of his muscular chest, the trail of hair leading down to his pubic hair and beautiful cock. You wrap your hand around it. "Let me feel you inside me," you whisper,
Levi groaned at your words and the sensation of your grip around him, his hips moving of their own accord, pressing against your slick folds. "You're so fucking sexy." he says, his voice husky with desire. "I love hearing you beg for me like this." With one swift motion, he impales you on his length, filling you completely as you moan loudly in a mixture of pleasure and pain. His breath coming in ragged gasps as he feels your tightness engulf him.
You arch your back, crying out as you digg your nails into his forearms as he buried himself to the hilt, he's big and thick, stretching you to your limits, but it feels so good. He begins to move in a rhythm that is both primal and desperate. "You're so fucking tight," he murmurs, his eyes meeting yours. "It's going to feel so good when I come inside of you and fill you up."
Levi hisses as he looks down at the sight of his cock moving in and out of you, feeling the tightness of your body as your pussy tried to milk him. He could feel the heat building inside him, feel his release growing closer with each thrust. The tip of his cock pressing against your cervix as your legs wrapped tight around his waist, arching your body to meet his own.
He pounds into you relentlessly, his body slick with sweat. He's completely focused on making you feel good, on using his member to fill you up and make you scream with pleasure.
He's rough and unrelenting, his hips slamming against yours with an almost bruising force. But you don't mind - in fact, you love it. You love the feel of him inside you, of being fucked in such a desperate and animalistic way.
He sets a punishing pace, driving into you with all the pent-up desire he's been holding back for the time you've spent apart. Your breasts bounce with each thrust, and you can feel yourself approaching another orgasm with frightening speed.
You feel your eyes roll backwards as you beg him to go harder and faster to take you until you can't take it anymore.
He is more than happy to oblige, reaching inbetween your legs to play with your clit, pounding into you with a ferocity that leaves you gasping for air. You come a second time, your body shaking as you cry out in pleasure, fluid squirting onto his cock and mixing with the already sodden mess where your bodies were joined.
Levi looked down at you, your eyes half-closed, lips parted, moaning incoherent words, and knew that this was it. This was what he wanted. Deep down, he loved you. He drove himself deeper inside of your cunt, feeling the tightness yield to his invasion, feeling your body quiver as you cum around his cock.
"Fucking insatiable aren't you? Did you miss my cock that much?" He asks proudly, you whimper and nod, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes from the overstimulation. "Y-yes, I missed your cock so much, I missed you." You mewl as he continues his assault on your body, smirking as he wipes your tears from your eyes "Come on princess, you can take it, you're doing so well."
He grips your face as he leans down to kiss you, his tongue exploring your mouth as he continues to pound into you. You can feel his muscles tensing.
sweat beading on his forehead. "So fucking perfect. This is where you belong, with me." Your body begins to tense again at his words and the anticipation of him filling you. "You're going to look so beautiful when your belly is swollen with our baby." He says, as his hands grip your hips tighter. "Come for me," he says, his voice low and intense. "Come for me again and I'll fill you up with my cum."
Your body convulsed, muscles tensing so tightly around him that it felt like you were trying to milk every last drop of his seed from his balls. Cries of pleasure filling the room as your juices spilt over you both as you came, your body squeezing around him as a hot, salty liquid splashed against his skin.
Levi smirked at the sight of you, his thrusts become rougher and more intense as he approaches his climax, as he feels your walls clenching around him, watching you cum around his cock again. Finally, with a loud groan, he spills himself inside you, his body pulsing with pleasure as he fills you up, your name rolling beautifully off his tounge.
He collapses on top of you, both of you breathless. He pulls you into his arms, kissing you deeply. "I love you." he murmurs against your lips. "I'll always come back to you."
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whattheheckmidoriya · 1 month
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Thinking about how post-war Levi would let his hair grow out a bit.
Without the constant rush and stress of military life weighing him down, he lets himself relax a little bit. He finds himself paying more attention to the things around him; Gaby and Falco are constantly visiting him, he's started his own garden in his backyard and he's a frequent vistor to the farmer's market just down the street.
Next thing he knows, his hair is tickling his ears a bit more than usual, strands of dark hair constantly falling over his eyes. The feeling is strange, but it's also...freeing.
Surprisingly, he trusts Jean enough to give his hair a simple cut— something to reshape and style the new length he's grown. Rest assured, the retired Captain was constantly threatening his former subordinate with a good whack to the head with his cane if he so much as messed up the haircut.
When Jean is done and hands over a mirror for Levi to judge the new cut, he can't help but notice the subtle upward quirk of his former Captain's lips.
He just seems so...peaceful.
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tonilovessushi · 11 months
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How will Levi be like when he likes someone? What’s dating him like ?
levi x gn reader, canonverse, mutual pining, friends to lovers, goes from angst in the beginning to fluff in the end, a little hurt/comfort throughout too, insecurity, hinting at body insecurity, mentions of trauma and violence, fear of losing someone, pushing someone away, denial
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when levi likes you he is hella insecure about it. he doubts that anyone could find him attractive in that way, or that he is even capable of something like a relationship.
when levi likes you he beats himself up about it. why would you of all people ever fall in love with him or even have a slight romantic interest in him? he's just being stupid, hilarious and delusional.
when levi likes you he pushes away the mere thought. he's trying to convince himself that he's either tired or sick or dehydrated, whatever fits the occasion, when he finds himself getting caught up in thoughts and daydreams about you, or even your mere presence or smile.
when levi likes you he tries to pack his feelings away and stomp on them until his heart finally shuts up about you. no, your smile doesn't make his heart race. no, your touch doesn't affect him in the slightest. no, he doesn't wish you would stay over and drink another tea with him, and he absolutely doesn't want to crawl into your bed at night when he has a nightmare.
when levi likes you he beats hange up when they tease him about it because they know what's going on and don't want levi to push away the feelings he has for you, so they bring it up so often he has almost ripped their head off ten times.
when levi likes you he refuses to let others tell him that he does because he's in denial. hange and erwin are watching and shaking their head about him every time they see him try to walk away from you.
when levi likes you he begins to push you away. he won't talk to you anymore unless it's unavoidable and he tries to avoid you as much as he can.
when levi likes you he hates himself for how confused and worried you are when he shuts himself off. he hates himself even more when you try to help him and are wondering what you've done wrong. he'd like to tell you that it isn't you, and he does, but he can't tell you about his feelings because he doesn't have any for you, which he tries to desperately convince himself of. but who is he fooling, really?
when levi likes you he has to eventually accept the fact that he likes you and that he wants to be with you. it takes a while and it's hard for him, but it only gets harder from there on.
when levi likes you he doesn't think he's good enough for you. he doesn't think he can provide you with the things you deserve like total devotion, safety, happiness, affection and proper care.
when levi likes you he has this kind of stigma in his head that everyone he loves dies sooner or later. he knows it's an umreasonable belief, but he can't help but feel guilty as if he is putting you in danger by simply liking you, as if you are kind of doomed.
when levi likes you it shows through his protectiveness over you. someone is a little too handsy? levi's there to swoop in and send them running with a bleeding nose. someone makes you feel like shit? he blatantly threatens them and gets them placed in another squad or location. hange is a little overbearing? levi drags you away from them so you don't have to be rude.
when levi likes you he is constantly worried about you and fearing for your life. he knows you're capable and he wouldn't have you stay back, that has to be your decision and the army needs you, but that changes nothing about the fact that he is constantly on edge when you are outside the walls, especially if he doesn't know how you are in the moment.
when levi likes you he is always keeping a watchful eye on you and, if possible, checking on you on the battlefield. and when you get back, he can't get any rest until he knows you're alive. the moment the formation is ended, he's trying to find your squad and looking through the wounded for you.
when levi likes you he gets you to join his squad so he isn't that unfocused anymore. it's strictly duty over love, but he isn't always as in control of his thoughts and emotions as he would like to be, so now he can always keep an eye on you and make sure you're fine.
when levi likes you every titan that hurts you or almost manages to kill you is ended within seconds and you will find a stressed levi rushing towards you, trying to hide his fear and worry for you and clinging onto you as he gets you back onto your horse.
when levi likes you he begins to be softer around you and lets things slip. the tea you make him is bad? he even comforts you about it. you don't get the cleaning of the floors right or do a bad job? don't worry, he'll tell you it's okay and, behind your back, will just have eren do it.
when levi likes you he always makes sure you're hydrated and well-fed. for example, when he notices you're late to breakfast, he'll just silently hand you an apple and avoid looking at you in the process.
when levi likes you he gets super flustered when you smile at him. that darn happy sparkle in your eyes, fuck... you better not do it too long because he will run away before you can see his rosy cheeks.
when levi likes you he tells no one, but everyone but you knows about it eventually. his constant check-ups and his flusterdness when you get a little too smiley and handsy has everyone convinced he is head over heels for you. other than him though, they aren't that oblivious to the fact that you like him back.
when levi likes you he can't even imagine that you would like him. he is prepared to live with his, as he thinks, on-sided crush, he doesn't expect much from life, he only hopes to keep you safe and well, he figures he can't do much more. this belief though makes him completely blind to the fact that you like him back and give him signals.
when levi likes you he doesn't plan on telling you and he won't because he is convinced it's impossible that you like him like that, so you have to make the first step.
when levi likes you hange tells you that after a while because they can't keep watching, and you decide to talk to levi about it and tell him you like him back. at first he doesn't belive you, and it takes a lot of convincing, but finally, he accepts that fact and the two of you start dating (sort of bc you already know each other).
dating levi means it's a little tricky because he doesn't know how to handle it at all. it may even come down to him asking hange or erwin what to do because he doesn't want to mess it up, but at the same time, he knows there are things he can't and will never can do for you.
dating levi means that he won't change himself for you. he won't send you thousands of gifts or flowers or take you out on fancy dates, levi doesn't like unneccesary pomp and that's okay for you.
dating levi means that he acts like he doesn't give a shit but is also scared of making mistakes and that you leave him. he doesn't really know what this means for the both of you and the advice from others doesn't help at all because their tips are, in his opinion, either stupid or useless, so you guys just figure it out for yourself over time.
dating levi comes with having an inexperienced partner. your first kiss is a little awkward because it's his first ever, but it's also very cute and wholesome. he holds your face the entire time, and for a man with such soft and gentle lips, his hands keep you in place quite firmly. levi is a quick learner though, and after a few tries, he is as skilled as he is in everything he does.
dating levi is the little acts of love. it's those little things that he uses to make sure you feel loved and with whom he tries to tell you what he can't explain with words.
dating levi is him making you tea and bringing it to your room. or you come to his and he makes tea for the both of you and you sit together and talk a little and finish your reports. you are firmly restricted from making tea, he thinks your tea is horrible. don't worry though, these afternoons are saving his life.
dating levi is always looking after each other, him more than you because he's way more organized. forget rushing to the mess hall to get a seat, he will safe you one. your horse and sattle are already ready when you come to the stables and if you feel down, he will notice and try to help you. and if he has this truckload of work that keeps him up all night, you're there to assist him.
dating levi is putting on each other's odm gear. it's way easier to have someone else do it, and there is a second check so you are safer that way. he always makes sure everything sits right were it should sit and takes it very seriously.
dating levi means you get him to bed these days. most of the time he just sleeps at his desk, it's so usual in fact that he has almost forgotten how it is to sleep in a real bed. you get him to pause the paperwork for the day and get him tucked in. more often than not, you get into bed with him so he doesn't stand up again, but we'll get to that later.
dating levi means that there is finally someone in his life to help him with the knots in his shoulders and back. he really, really needs a massage, but he doesn't let anyone get close to him like that- no one but you. he feels like he can be a little more vulnetable around you and he enjoys the touch of your warm fingers so much that he actually lets loose. he leans his head back to gaze up at you with half-lidded eyes and the sight and the quiet groaning sounds that leave his lips make you blush furiously.
dating levi is dating someone who doesn't open up easily. it takes him a long while actually, but just give him time. it's not you, he feels safe with you, but he can't talk about these things well and doesn't want to weighten your heart and mind with his troubled life.
dating levi means that when he does open up, it's slow. one day he'll tell you a little about his childhood, the other about his friends. maybe you'll have to wait a while, but he'll eventually tell you about his mother and kenny and will learn how to tell you things, to the point you both understand each other really well.
dating levi means that he's constantly afraid of losing you, and if he threatens to lose you, he'll lose his shit. it's almost scary and pretty disgusting what he does to the titans that seriously threaten your life or hurt you. he has no mercy.
dating levi means that he needs you around often as his private source of calmness and as a reassurance that you are okay. sometimes the fears and anxiety still get too much though, you know that is the case when he randomly seeks refuge in the crook of his neck or his hold on you tightens.
dating levi means that he often needs space, not in the way that may sound though. he doesn't need to be physically away from you, but have an emotional distance sometimes if it gets too much. at those occasion he spends his time with work, but you are always next to him.
dating levi is patching each other up after an expedition gone wrong. levi doesn't go to the medical stations, he can't stand them, it's disgusting and dirty and the sick people make him uneasy, so for the longest time of his life, and has tended his wounds himself- though that's maybe not the best thing, because some places are really hard to reach. having you, he finally lets someone else help him with it. he patches you up, too, though it's on expeditions where he's quickly by your side if you are hurt and stops the blood flow. you don't get to dirty his room by taking off your bandages there.
dating levi is having cleaning as a couple goal. levi really shakes his head about your clumsy and, in his opinion, horrendous cleaning skills, but when he criticizes you, he never really means it, he just cleans after you, and when you're finished, he always praises you for how good you've done, even if you did a bs job.
dating levi puts you in a certain danger. as his soft spot, you may be seen as a way to hurt or blackmail him, by using you and hurting you by people like zeke who levi poses a severe threat to that they can't just defeat if they haven't got you.
dating levi means that, because of the latter, he sometimes feels bad for even being with you, and it takes a lot to reassure him that he's worth it. he also tends to make it clear to people like zeke that if they do so much as looking at you the wrong way, or, god forbid, hurt you in any way, they will have to pay for it. he does that behind your back though, so you don't have on your concience whatever it is he does to them.
dating levi means that other people might not understand how the two of you can be a couple and make up rumours to explain the relationship they don't understand.
dating levi is him always understanding you. even if you don't know how to say something, he'll get it, and if he doesn't, he asks the right questions to get you to open up.
dating levi means that his words might be harsh often, but his touch is soft as can be. small signs of affection tell you what he can never properly say. he tends to caress your hands lightly instead if holding them, and he likes to stroke your hair when you sleep or massage your scalp lightly when he has your head in his lap.
dating levi is you staying over in his bed. he doesn't say it, but having you sleep with him is the best he can do for his mental stableness. he isn't big on pda, but under a blanket and half asleep, he's quite fond of cuddling. he doesn't even care how, he just wants you with him and to hold you in some way as he calmy breathes into the crook of your neck.
dating levi means that, due to him being a light sleeper, he likes to watch you sleep in his arms when he can't do it himself. he enjoys your peaceful features and the occasional mumbled words or sleepy whines.
dating levi is protecting each other from nightmares. if you have one, he will be there to wake you up and let you cling onto him when you recover from the horrors of your dream. he isn't sure how to comfort you, but his presence is comforting enough most of the time. he'll do his best to keep you grounded in reality and doesn't even care about his own sleep when you are in distress, something you don't necessarily agree with. it is incredibly soothing to have him by your side though.
dating levi is him doing his best not to wake you up if he has a nightmare. he's almost completely silent and desperately suppresses the trembling of his body. when you discover that, you give him a talk and from there on, he sometimes wakes you up if it's particularly bad and you stroke his hair and kiss his head and humm little melodies to him until he's calm again.
dating levi is showing each other your bodies, not even in a sexual way. it's about showing each other the scars and just everything of you. he's stunning, and to him, you are the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, though both of you might have a hard time believing the other even though they're being honest.
dating levi means that pda isn't really on the schedule. levi doesn't really like pda, in public, he likes to show you his love by subtly touching the back of your hand sometimes and sharing looks.
dating levi means that you always feel loved and safe, but he does it in his own way.
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sabokunsmalia · 5 months
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ʚ 𝗣𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞, 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬, 𝗞𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗠 (𝗔𝗢𝗧 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗜𝗢𝗡) ɞ
featuring: levi ackerman, eren yeager, erwin smith plot: very easy, asking them the fmk question, and seeing their reaction. mature content ahead!! content warning: mentions of sex, mdni!! hi it's malia: please, i can't get those hot aot men out of my hand anymore, but i will definitely do a one piece version too!
ʚ levi ackerman ɞ
"okay, listen," you raised your flat hands in front of your boyfriend, smiling widely. the way, you ran into his office without knocking, and how you stuttered between words because of your excitement, already informed levi that hange placed another parasite inside of your head. another little thing, she created. "let's play a little game."
"what game?" levi questioned, not a single muscle twitching in his face as he closely watched how you moved. and he already despised himself for even asking about it, and allowing you to explain further. "hange told me -"
"four eyes again," the captain scoffed, holding the small cup of tea in his signature kind of hold. bringing the brim to his mouth, he poured a sip of his favorite green tea into his mouth. eyes never leaving your face. "it's called fuck, marry, kill," you explained to him, clapping the flat hands together in excitement.
"fucking hange, what's that kind of fucked up game?" levi mumbled against the cup, holding it close in front of his mouth. actually, he wanted to smile, the left corner of his mouth already curling up slightly and the drink helped him to cover up. hange always came up with the worst games, and yet the funniest names. she was truly a specialist. "i give you three names, and you will tell me who you would rather fuck, marry or kill," you explained to your boyfriend, raising a finger with each choice.
"kill everyone, fuck and marry you," levi answered without moving a muscle, his voice still a deep and steady melody to your ears. blinking repeatedly at him, your lips parted and mouth opened, you wanted to scold him but the syllables died down on your tongue. "that's... that's not how it works, levi!" you complained, throwing the stack of papers placed in your lap on the table in front of you. the one piece of furniture which truly separated your two presences from each other.
"works for me," the captain shrugged the shoulders, the sole kind of emotion you were getting from him. a stupid answer for a stupid question. he would never decide between marrying or fucking you. what a stupid thing to even ask him.
ʚ eren yeager ɞ
"let's play a game," you suggested, turning around to switch positions. eren was sprawled out beside you in the double bed. an arm behind his head, a book placed in his lap as he read about several historical events. you turned from your side onto your belly, legs lifted and crossed in the air. elbow propped up on the comfortable duvets, the chin placed in the span of your soft palm.
eren seemed interested in what you proposed, wanting to hear more about the game. a thick, dark brown eyebrow raised in your direction, a couple of strands from his messy bun fell into his face. he looked way too good to be real, you always questioned how you ended up with such an attractive and sweet man.
"it's called fuck, marry, kill," you spoke up again, looking up through your thick, black lashes with a smile. oh, almost so innocent as when you tried to lure him into another exhausting activity. pull him into your deep spell again while hands wander. "continue," eren watched you closely, gesturing with his free hand in a circle to sign what to do.
"i give you three names, and you decide which one to fuck, marry or kill. you can only choose each option and each name once," you explained the instructions with raised brows, satisfied with how eren's attention lingered on your lips while talking. the brown-haired male nodded at your explanation, a one-sided smile on his face while waiting for the names.
"historia, me," you raised a finger for each name that once was spoken in connection with eren's relationship status. "and mikasa." and hers made you swallow as your throat tightened. you remembered exactly how long they had been dating, and that they still cared about each other, it made some situations difficult. "mh," eren hummed, closing his eyes as he thought about his answer.
"eren." you used your free hand to gently push your boyfriend, tellin him with actions that he was taking too long to answer. at least for your liking. you always felt like your confidence disappeared the moment mikasa was mentioned. "oh right," he chuckled confidently, playing with the messy bun on the back of his head. "easy, i would marry you because it's a lifetime thing. wouldn't want to waste my years with another woman when i could have you,"
you nodded your heart, feeling your heart thudding in your chest. eren's answer was sweet, so romantic but you still waited until saying a thing yourself. "kill historia, which would result in my own death trial, and fuck mikasa. just a one-time thing," eren shrugged his shoulders, not doubting his choices at all. you nodded your head, slightly disappointed about his choice but satisfied with his descriptions.
ʚ erwin smith ɞ
erwin had his gaze anchored on the stack of papers while trying to write down the notes of their last mission for the government. running his thick fingers through his blonde strands, the hair already looked like the greatest mess. "you need a break," you interfered with his circle of thoughts, raising your eyebrows at your boyfriend. he's been focused on his work for the past six hours, while you entered and exited his office multiple times. bringing him coffee, or a meal so he wouldn't avoid eating and drinking for an entire day.
"don't have time for breaks, babe," erwin answered, not even glancing up from the one paper in front of him. between the multiple files of murdered veterans and new cadets, erwin was responsible for them all as the commander.
"let's play a quick game, it will give you a slight stress reduction," you tried to convince him, leaning forward to place your elbows on your knees. the couch was starting to get uncomfortable from seating for hours, and waiting to finally receive attention.
"what game?" the pen slipped out of his grip, and he finally leaned back in the chair for the first time in hours. not even while eating the sandwich you made, he looked up or changed into a comfortable posture. "it's called fuck, marry, kill,"
"i'm intrigued," he admitted, placing his flat hand on his thigh, waiting for you to explain the rules of this little game. "i give you three names, and you have to give each name one of those, but can't use them twice. neither name nor option," you explained the quick rules, gesturing around with your hands. really hoping that it would not change his interest in the game. nodding his head repeatedly, erwin smiled. "alright, give me them names,"
"hm," soft fingertips rubbed along your chin, trying to find the perfect three names instead of speaking clear answers yourself. "levi, hange and me," you clapped your hands together, looking back at your boyfriend with a smile.
"interesting choice with levi," erwin chuckled quietly to himself, placing his thick fingers at his chin while overthinking. "marrying you, that's the easy answer for me, i would like to say kill both because i'm not entirely intrigued by the idea of fucking my subordinates but since hange's only loving titans, i would have to kill her. i'm not some fucking experiment," erwin did not look up from his thighs, overthinking what he was saying while trying to find explanations.
"you would fuck levi?" you raised your eyebrows, pupils slightly dilated while a smile crept its way on your lips. "for the game, it's my only leftover option," erwin did not seem pleased with the option but still somehow satisfied that his answers did not seem to bother you at all.
"great, that makes two of us," you clapped your hands together, stifling a laugh as confusion and surprise twisted Erwin's features.
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m-jelly · 6 months
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Don't get caught -18+
One concept multiple AUs
Canon Levi: You went to visit the love of your life at the scout base, but ended up doing the dirty against his door. He couldn't hold back. He had been horny all day for you. He was always sought out though at the base. So, you had to be quiet. He didn't get a chance to get you to the bedroom. You were pressed against his office door with his cravat in your mouth to hold back your moans. The skirt of your dress is hoisted up and against your back as he ravages you. He leaned over and muttered his adoration and love for you against your ear. Your arousal dripped down your leg and tapped on the floor. His chest rose and fell with passion. If someone knocked for him, he stopped moving and told them he'd go see them later and was in the middle of something very important. Once they left, he was back to loving you.
Modern Levi: You're home for Christmas at his childhood home to visit his mother and father. You're in his childhood bedroom. Both of you needed each other desperately. You decided to wear an old shirt of his from school days, maybe a sport top or uni named top. He couldn't stop himself. The shirt is shoved up and you have to bite down on it. You need to be quiet so his parents don't hear you. He has your legs pressed against your chest in a mating press. Your toes are clenched as your nails dig into his skin. He is looking at you with passionate love.
Mafia Levi: You went to his club together to have a bit of fun and he could do some work, but you were both starving for each other. He gets you to his office with a sense of urgency. He has you pressed on your back against his desk. To keep you quiet his gloved fingers are in your mouth. He goes hard causing the table to scrape across the floor. He has a meeting due soon and someone could come look for him any moment. You both crave each other. He replaces his fingers with his lips in the last passionate moments.
King Levi: In the library against the shelves. You're chest to chest with lips almost touching. Both panting and moaning desperately. A member of staff could find the two of you any moment, their King and Queen loving each other. When your moans become a bit loud, he covers your mouth with his hand as you get close to your release. You both struggle to catch books as they fall, but you can't stop them all. The polished wooden floor below becomes soaked with your arousal.
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levmada · 24 days
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- Levi literally sleeps like the dead. if he wasn’t sleeping sitting up all of the time, you’d have a right to be concerned because even the slight indicators like his shoulders rising and falling are pretty damn slight.
- he barely dreams, but when he does he has nightmares (and be careful: he fights in his sleep).
- can and honestly will snap awake if a pin drops down the hall, but also for seemingly no reason at all, robbing Levi of rest at random.
- Levi finds it hard to sleep yes, but it’s pretty much impossible to fall asleep on his back or stomach. a subconscious urgency to protect his vital areas.
- no, if Levi is sleeping properly (sleeping, not just resting), he’s curled up on his side with his arm awkwardly resting covering his neck.
- if you share a bed, he chooses the side closest to the door, just in case (he can’t be convinced there’s a 0% chance of someone showing up to assassinate one of you during the night).
- if you roll out of bed having woken up before Levi, you’re still dreaming.
- simply didn’t own any clothes worthy of sleeping in before he met you. he would just sit down in his chair in his day clothes, cross his arms, and close his eyes.
- because he’s an ackerman and therefore part titan, he runs sooo warm, like a furnace. like a bear if he wasn’t so small lol.
- so if you try to tease him by warming your icy feet on his shins, it’s very effective, and Levi’s pride won’t let him react.
- sleeps with a switchblade under his pillow, and/or in his front pocket. when he lived in the underground, he always kept one in his sleeve. old habits die hard
- he can ironically fall asleep anywhere if he’s that low on energy. it’s honestly better if he’s among others because the odds pose less danger.
- no socks to bed ever. if you wear socks to bed you’re taking them off. (he has sensory issues)
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levitiquee · 5 months
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“I know you’re there.”
Levi called out, startling you. You’ve been watching him from the side of the wreck, watching as the ghosts of your comrades appeared for one last time, one last salute. One last declaration of all they dedicated. One last goodbye.
And when Hange gave you a nod, you nodded back.
You two are all that's left.
You stayed out of his sight even after they disappeared, giving him the privacy to mourn. God knows he needed it. You didn’t think he had noticed your presence, but then again, who were you trying to fool? His extraordinary instincts were never to be underestimated.
Sighing, you pushed yourself to stand straight and stumbled forward. He glanced at you with the side of his eye. Ever resilient, ever strong, the cracks were so slight, just barely there. But you knew. You could always tell.
“Hi.” You mumbled. He stared at you as you dragged yourself in front of him, slightly limping.
“Nice of you to make it out alive.” He said.
“Who would’ve thought?” You shrugged.
“You made an ugly titan by the way.”
“I’m sure you would’ve looked charming.”
“Bet.”
You smiled. The conversation was so unbelievably normal. Here, in the wreckage of everything, all the corpses, smoke, blood and ruins, here you were, back to how it always was. It almost felt surreal. Almost as if you concentrated hard enough, all of it would go away and you’d find you and him back in the soggy cafeteria of the scout headquarters, back to bantering with him and arguing about silly little things that don't really deserve arguments but it’s you and Levi so of course it’d end up an argument.
You felt so old suddenly.
How come you ended up here? In this way?
And Levi looked so tired, you could cry. Hasn’t he given enough? Doesn’t he get to rest now?
“Does that..” You glanced down at his leg, the one he had spread out in front of him. It was clear it was beyond repair. The fabric of his pants were torn at the knee, from where it was crushed between the titan’s jaw, a bloody, mangled mess. “Does that hurt?”
“Not really, no.” His eyes went to where yours were. “Numbed down a while ago. Can’t feel shit really.”
You sighed. "Not very humanity's strongest anymore, huh?"
Levi raised an eyebrow. "Yeah?" He said. "Careful, I could still kick your ass."
"I'm sure."
You grinned. Then went ahead and dropped yourself beside him. He frowned.
“Shouldn’t we be getting up now?” He said. “Why are you getting all comfortable?”
“Why not?” You muttered, pulling your legs upto your chest, hugging them. “What’s it matter what we do or not? Armin’s the hot shit now, let him deal with shit.”
He didn’t answer, but he made no attempt to get up either. If anything, he looked more relaxed. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to spend the rest of your life here. After all, you were so tired, and you were sure he was too. This was as good as anywhere else would be.
Because there’s no home to return to anymore.
“Do you think there’s anything left of Hange to bury?” He suddenly said.
You shuddered. What do you answer to that?
And your head pounded so hard, you couldn’t really think. Far away, you could hear someone yelling at another someone, but you couldn’t bother to pay attention to the words. Armin and the others would figure something out surely.
You were exhausted.
“Say, Levi.” You said tiredly, nudging him slightly.
“What?”
“Wanna get married?”
Levi almost choked, he was suddenly all uptight, stiff as a board as he looked at you with wide eyes.
“What the fuck?” He asked, scowling. “Are you seriously gonna make jokes here? Here?”
“Not joking.”
You lifted up your head, tilting it to look at him. It was hard to tell whether he was annoyed or flustered. You’re not sure where the sudden boldness came from, but this is as good a time as any. Might as well. “You’re right. It’s a bad time to make jokes. So I’m dead serious.”
“No, you’re not.”
“I am.” You nodded, turning your expression very serious.
“You’re weird as fuck.” He sputtered out after a few attempts to speak. The tips of his ears were red, red as it always was whenever you used to jokingly suggest that he should date you. Except you weren’t really joking anymore. You haven’t been joking for a long, long time.
“I mean..” You closed your eyes. You were too tired to even feel embarrassed. “We’re the only ones left. Me and you. You’re all I have left, Levi. So, why not?”
He stared at you for a few seconds, gaping. Then he started shaking his head. “You’re insane.” He finally said.
“You’re just realizing that?”
“No.” He muttered. “You’re insane. And it’s rubbing off on me.”
He turned to you, peering at you with one good eye, pondering. And finally, he made up his mind.
“You’re insane. And I’m no fucking different.” He sighed. “I must’ve hit my head pretty damn hard because I’m actually considering this shit.”
You grinned. “Go on, say it. You like me.”
“Wrong. I tolerate you.”
“Good enough. You don’t tolerate a lot of people, so I’ll take it as I'm special.”
He sighed, turning away, hoping that’s enough to hide his heart from you. You were special to him, always. But you didn’t need to know that. He didn’t want you to know that. He didn’t know how to let you know that.
“Can you believe us?” He scoffed. “We’re practically sitting in a graveyard. Half the world’s ruined but then there’s us.”
“That’s fine. Let’s keep being us. The world can go fuck itself. Meanwhile, we can—”
“Do not finish that sentence.” He glared.
You stopped, a laugh breaking through. And you laughed so hard your stomach ached and there were tears lining in your eyes. And even Levi smiled, just the slightest, barely. A subtle quirk of his mouth.
“We’re insane.” You admitted. With that, you stood up, stumbling a little before you found your balance. You reached out your hand to Levi, who took it without question.
“Come on, Lev.” You pulled him up, letting him wrap an arm around you to brace himself. “Let’s go home.”
You were right, Levi thinks as he limps with you, letting you support him. It was nice to finally let himself lean on someone.
You two are the only ones left.
You’re all he has now.
The world has taken enough from him. He’s so tired of letting go.
And he’d be damned if he let you go too.
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peachdues · 5 months
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anyways have some Levi angst from my upcoming secret pregnancy fic Coalescence
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But Levi’s threat did not appear to ruffle Zeke in the slightest. “It must be difficult for you,” he said offhandedly. “All this time spent in service to an organization that’s synonymous with a death sentence —“
“I wasn’t under the impression you gave a particular shit.” Levi interrupted, bored. “Given your commitment to slaughtering us all.”
Zeke waived his bound hands dismissively. “Whatever our differences, Captain, I can appreciate the toll constant fighting and war can wage on a man.” He took a swig of too-thin coffee. “I’d say we’re more similar than you might realize, wouldn’t you?”
“The day I have anything in common with you is the day I stick one of my blades through my skull.”
With that, Levi rose and turned away, eager to put space between himself and the insufferable sack of horse shit he was forced to drag along with the rest of the Corps.
“No need to be so dramatic, Captain,” the blonde groaned. “After all, what would poor Y/N do, if you left her to deal with the trials of birth and child rearing all by herself?”
Levi froze mid-step, his heart skipping several beats.
“I can’t imagine how difficult it must be, leaving your pregnant girl every few days for hell knows how long,” Zeke shrugged. “Never knowing whether you’ll get to go back at all.”
Levi’s fists were clenched tight enough that his nails broke through the skin of his palms, his shoulders rigid as he worked to control his breathing. With his back turned away from deadly Beast titan, the Captain could not see the breezy smile which graced his lips, Zeke relishing his obvious stiffness.
“But do you know what I think the worst thing would be?” He continued, pulling a beaten, battered book from the lining of his jacket, idly flipping through its dog-eared and water stained pages. “I imagine it would be the constant worry of something horrible happening — not to me, but to her.”
Zeke shook his head, mournfully. “Or, god forbid, her and the child.”
Levi pivoted slowly on his heel back towards the blonde where he sat, pretending to read the very book he’d complained to Levi of having already read too many times just days before.
“What.” His voice was flat and harder than stone.
Zeke didn’t bother to lift his eyes from the pages of his novel. “Pregnant women are so vulnerable, you know. Not much they can do to protect themselves from harm that may come their way — even when they’ve trained under the brutal Scout regimen.”
“It must be torture for you to know that something could happen to her, and you would be unable to stop it,” Zeke finally looked up to behold the cold violence in Levi’s eyes. “To be utterly out of control.”
An poisonous smile unfurled across his lips. “I guess that’s why you’ve had her staying back at your old headquarters, no?”
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lucysarah-c · 13 days
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A young cadet from the survey corps began dating one of the higher-ups. What others did in their personal lives was none of Levi’s business, but in the comfort of your shared room, as each of you focused on your respective piles of paperwork, the brand new hot topic of the regiment felt like fair game.
“Did you hear that John and Grace are dating? I heard it from Erwin this morning,” you broke the silence, attempting to start a conversation with your long-time boyfriend.
“How could I not? Everybody is talking about that shit,” he replied, not even looking up from the opposite side of the desk, as he filled out forms.
“I think they look cute together, but I hope they can handle the attention during meals,” you said, taking a sip of your hot tea and leaning back in your chair.
“She's too young for him, just a damn brat,” your grumpy boyfriend replied, leaving you torn between laughter and concern.
You continued sipping your tea, reclining in your chair with your eyes fixed on your boyfriend's raven head as he wrote. A mischievous smile crept onto your face.
“Levi.”
“What?”
“Levi~”
“What do you want?” This time, he raised his bullet-gray eyes from his work to see why you were being so annoying. “What’s so damn funny for you to have that stupid smile on your face? Go back to work; we're not even halfway through.”
“I was younger than her when we first slept together.”
Your words filled the room like a sermon about sins.
You were having the time of your life, while your boyfriend… well, he seemed to be having a mental breakdown.
Later, the next day.
“Erwin, do you think Grace is too young for John?” You asked him directly, already sensing Levi's discomfort.
“Huh? Well, she is young for him. But who am I to tell them who they should spend their time with? Even if I think it’s a little inappropriate,” Erwin replied, continuing to read one of the many reports he had.
It was just another morning for the six of you (Mike, Erwin, Hange, Moblit, Levi, and you), making sure all the assignments were in check.
You could hardly contain your laughter at his response.
“Did you know that I was younger than her when Levi and I started dating?” You omitted the sexual reference for the sake of your embarrassed boyfriend.
Hange spat out some of her tea and burst into laughter, while Mike simply chuckled.
Levi, on the other hand, kept his eyes fixed on the paper in his hands.
“Oh really? What do you have to say in your defense, Levi?” Erwin was, of course, poking the bear, a smirk playing on his lips as he raised his blue eyes from the paper to look at his friend.
“Oh my god! You even said the other day that she was too young!” Hange said, almost screaming between laughs. They were probably going to tease him about this for a while.
“Shut up, four eyes,” he replied before, probably, considering his next reply. “In my defense?” He echoed, confirming Erwin’s question. “In my damn defense, I used to kill people for money and be involved in drug deals as a thug in the underground. Sleeping with someone underage is the least of my sins; just add it to my long list of criminal records.”
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you had made a mistake.
levi had been busy for the past few days and it was driving you nuts. you didn't intentionally brat out on him by any means, but your attitude was definitely more bitter and dry compared to usual.
thus, you found yourself currently in the back of a storage closet, propped onto one of the wooden crates, with two of levi's fingers buried deep into your dripping cunt.
as soon as you moved to cover your mouth to muffle your moans, levi grabbed onto your wrists and pinned them over your head, while his fingers continued to pump in and out of you, rubbing up against your sweet spot each time.
"quiet down," he hissed as you let out an audible moan upon his thumb drawing circles around your swollen clit. "you want everyone to hear how desperate you are?"
you bit on your lip in a futile attempt to stifle your moans and shook your head, hoping he'd let you cum if you put on some good behavior for him. it was a foolish assumption.
as soon as he heard your breath getting caught in your throat with your thighs tensing and on the verge of clamping shut around his hand, in addition to your pussy tightening up around his fingers and your clit throbbing underneath the pad of his thumb, a dark look appeared in his eyes and he pulled out completely.
levi scoffed as soon as he heard you whine about having your orgasm stolen from you. "you think you deserve to cum with how much of a little shit you've been recently?"
you nodded, desperate to get back on his good side. you had finally gotten his attention and now that you had it, the idea of him teasing you, finger fucking you, and not letting you finish sounded overwhelming and terrible, and you felt your pussy already aching for more.
"...we'll see about that," he mumbled as he reached into his pocket.
you had assumed he was grabbing a handkerchief to clean himself up, ignoring your protests of wanting to gush around his fingers (or his cock, it didn't matter which), which already brought you to the edge of despair. however, you let out a muffled squeal, your now free hands immediately traveling to cover up your mouth as he attached a small vibrator onto your clit.
the small device hummed against the small bundle of nerves and you felt your own slick begin to steadily drip out of you. your eyes widened as you felt him pull your panties back onto you, with your pants following shortly after, buckling you up in what would otherwise seem like a gesture of caring affection, but was actually his way of letting you know just how much you had fucked up.
"if you take that thing off before the end of the day, i'm going to do much more than just making you beg for my cock."
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sonamytrash · 25 days
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More than a little troublesome
An: Just wanted to write more dirty talk, possessive, nasty Levi fucking reader senseless. Because my roman empire is that he'd have such a dirty mouth in bed.
Warnings: Sex, vaginal sex, fem reader described, derogatory language, dirty talk, possessive sex, possessive Levi, rough sex, fingering, creampie, lil bit of breeding kink, Levi's office door protests.
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"I can't keep risking my life to pull your reckless ass out of trouble." Levi's hand left your cheek to explore the curve of your breast, his fingers teasing the nipple through your uniform until it hardened. Before unbuttoning the garment, tossing it aside and returning his hand to tease your nipple. You moan, "I don't mean to be so troublesome...I ju-" The sound of your voice was muffled by another kiss. You gasped into his mouth, your fingers tangled in his hair, and he growled against your lips. You felt the heat of his body against your own, and his hardness pressed between your thighs. His other hand slipped down, cupping your ass, pulling you even closer. He breaks the kiss and rests his forehead against yours, "You're more than a little troublesome, brat."
His hand left your breast, only to skim lower, over your stomach and then lower still, to the waistband of your uniform. He pauses for a moment, his eyes meeting yours as he slowly unbuttoned your trousers revealing more of you skin.
"You're going to be the death of me, you know that?" He mutters against your lips before capturing them in another bruising kiss.
Your hands found their way to his uniform, fumbling with the buttons as you tried to undress him as well. He helped you, deftly removing his jacket and shirt, revealing his strong, muscular chest.
You felt a thrill of anticipation race through you as his fingers brushed against the bare skin of your hips. You arched your back, offering him better access, and he took advantage, pushing your trousers and panties down to pool at your feet. His hands gripped your hips, his thumbs tracing circles over the sensitive flesh, the wetness between your legs growing more intense with each passing moment. "There's only one place I've known you to behave and it's beneath me, full of my cock." He teases.
Without warning, his hands grip your thighs, and he lifts you, pressing your back firmly against the door as he grinds his hips against yours. "Look at you, so desperate for me. Is this what you need? Some attention from your captain?" He says, as your bare lower half dampens his trousers.
You nod, your lips part into a silent moan as his hand slides up your side, fingers trailing over your curves before cupping your face, his thumb caressing your lips. "You're going to be a good girl and take everything I give you then, aren't you?" He murmurs,
A breathless moan escapes you as you're pinned to the door. "Yes... Levi, anything." You reply obediently. Levi's grip on you tightens as a grin spreads across his face. "Good girl." 
His hand moves down your body. When his fingers brush against your folds, you arch into him, your breath catching in your throat. His touch was light at first, teasing you before becoming more insistent, more demanding. You felt him part your lower lips with his fingers, and then he was there, without warning, plunging his finger into your dripping heat. He swallows your cries of pleasure with another searing kiss, his thumb circling your sensitive nub. 
Levi's lips curve into a smirk as he feels your pussy clench around his finger, encouraging him to add a second. "That's right, take them all in. You feel so fucking good around me." He begins to thrust his fingers in and out at a relentless pace, his thumb teasing your swollen clit.
Levi leans in, his hot breath fanning over your neck as he nips and sucks at the sensitive skin. "You're dripping for me, aren't you? Soaking wet and aching to be filled." He curls his fingers, searching for that sweet spot that has you trembling in his arms. "Well don't worry, I'm going to give you every inch of what you need, babygirl."
Your head spun with pleasure at his words, his fingers curling inside of you, finding a tantalizing rhythm. His other hand gripping your hip, holding you steady as you rode out the sensations, writhing beneath him.
"Levi, please, fuck me." You begged, He only smirked in response, his mouth latching onto one rosy peak, his tongue swirling and teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. His hips began to move in concert with his hand, driving his fingers deeper inside you. You caught a glimpse of his strained muscles as he held you against the door and his other hand worked on your aching cunt, the prominent veins in his forearms looked like something only the gods could sculpt and yet here you both were. You moaned, arching against him as the sensation overtook you, your muscles clenched around his digits. Fingernails digging into his shoulders as your body shuddered with the force of your release.
"That's it. Let me hear how much you love your captain's fingers." He murmured, laving his tongue over your nipple one more time before pulling back to admire the debauched sight of you. "You're so fucking beautiful when you come undone for me."
Levi's grip on your hips tightens, effortlessly pinning you in place as his trousers drop to the floor. He positions himself at your entrance. With a low growl, he slowly starts to push inside you, stretching your walls to accommodate his impressive girth. There was a moment of blessed relief as he guided himself into you. "Fuck, you always feel so goddamn good..." He grits out, his eyes shutting momentarily as the warm sensation threatens to overwhelm him.
Once he's sheathed to the hilt, Levi pauses, allowing you to adjust to his size. His darkened gaze drinks in the sight of you, flushed and panting beneath him. "That's right, take every inch of me." He murmurs, a hint of possessiveness in his tone.
Without warning, he pulls back before slamming back into you, setting a relentless pace that has you crying out in pleasure. Levi's fingers dig bruises into your skin as he pounds into you, his mouth claiming yours in another desperate, searing kiss.
Levi swallows your desperate moans, his tongue tangling with yours as he continues his punishing pace. He can feel your pussy fluttering around him, your walls gripping him like a vice. With a guttural groan, he breaks the kiss, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
"That's it, milk my cock. You feel so fucking good wrapped around me." He punctuates each word with a sharp thrust of his hips, hitting that sweet spot deep inside you. "I'm going to fill you up until you're dripping with my cum."
"Y-yes, yes, please." You moan desperately, wrapping your legs around his waist in an effort to feel every inch of him as deep as physically possible, absolutely dumb for his cock. His kempt pubic hair brushing against your clit with each unyielding thrust, the sticky, sweet sweat inbetween your bodies mingling together. His lips found yours again, his tongue dancing with your own as your bodies moved together in a rhythm that was both familiar and achingly new. Your hands find the back of his head, nails digging into the fine hair of his undercut as you kiss him hungrily in a desperate clash of lips, tounges and teeth.
Neither of you paying any mind to how the door creaked under your combined weight, the wood groaning in protest as he set his rough, demanding, relentless pace.
"Levi, Oh god, yes," you panted, your head falling back against the wood. "Don't stop." You whined as you felt the pressure build inside you.
Levi's eyes darken with primal lust at your desperate pleas for him. He lets out a feral growl, his hips snapping into you with renewed fervor. "That's right, beg for me you little slut." He rasps, his voice thick with desire. "This pussy belongs to me."
One hand slides down from your hip to your ass, kneading the supple flesh as he lifts you slightly, changing the angle to drive even deeper.
"L-levi", gripping his shoulders tightly "This pussy is all yours, I'm yours Levi, always." You whine. The overstimulation of the situation almost making your voice sound almost pained.
"I'm going to fill you up until you're dripping with my seed. You'll be carrying my child by the time I'm through with you." He punctuates each word with a deep, punishing thrust. That was enough to push you over the edge.
Levi's eyes widen briefly in surprise as your climax hits, and your sweet nectar drenches his cock. He lets out a feral growl, his hips snapping into you ruthlessly. "That's it, cum for me angel, and i'll give you every last drop!" He rasps, his voice dripping with lust.
One hand grips your hair, yanking your head back as he captures your lips in a bruising kiss, driving his throbbing length deeper into your quivering heat as he ensures your pleasure lasts as long as possible. Pressing you hard into the door as he loses himself.
With a few more deep, punishing thrusts, Levi cries out your name, his body trembling as he empties himself inside you. He holds you tight against him, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he savors the sensation of your walls fluttering around him and your legs wrapped firmly around his hips.
Levi gently lowers you both to the floor, cradling you against his chest as he presses soft kisses to your temple. His grip on you is possessive, but his touch remains tender. "That's my good girl."
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