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#only one choice im sorrryy
levmada · 5 months
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So, I got this silly but sort of cute idea and I can't really express it as well as I'd like, but I'mma try.
Imagine Levi in his early years in the Survey Corps seeing a rainbow for the first time with his assigned second-in-command. It's reader's birthday and they're kind of excited for it this year, thinking it's going to be the perfect day...and then it rains, a lot. So you could say both reader and Levi's mood is not the greatest.
They have a chat in Levi's office while he's drowning in work to tune out the storm when the sky suddenly clears and the sun's shining again. So reader immediately gets up and eggs Levi on to come with them to "show him something cool".
Cue to Levi watching in amazement and reader dancing in the rain.
I tried, this is the reason I only come on this app to read lmao
IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME LITERAL AGES IM SORRRYY😭i loved your idea, i hope i did it justice a lil<3
➥ pairing: Captain Levi x gn!Vice Captain!Reader
➥ about: Your birthday has been a gloomy one, but not all is lost.
➥ c/w: established relationship, canonverse, levi and his acts of service love language🙄, fluffy, slight hurt/comfort
➥ wc: 900
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What a disappointment.
You'd been looking forward to that trip for the last week, even more than Levi had caught onto by the way you're still sulking there, sat at the side of his desk.
You’re trying to keep it to yourself, but there’s no one who knows you better.
It was supposed to be a ride on horseback through the countryside, specifically east of Quinta District. There are a dozen resorts in the area and even tours—that's how gorgeous the scenery apparently is.
But the rain ruined everything. The downpour just wouldn't cease coming down like bullets.
So he had snuck away to brave the weather earlier, and came back with your favorite sweet from the bakery in Trost nearby.
That might be why you're sulking. You told him you felt guilty about it, as if he didn't make that choice all on his own.
This annoyed him more than what it was worth because nothing went according to plan. And now what?—Do paperwork? On your damn birthday?
"I'm sorry about earlier," you sigh at random.
He looks up from his cup of tea to frown at you. "I'm not the one who deserves consoling."
He reaches over and plucks the quill from your hand, then rests his hand on yours. You haven't written anything down in the past fifteen minutes.
Your gaze lifts to his. "But I want you to know I appreciate you."
"That’s redundant."
You smile a little with a small huff.
He traces your knuckles with his thumb as he takes another sip. He plans to get up soon and make you your favorite meal, no matter that it’s too early for dinner.
“It sounds like the rain is letting up,” you muse.
You glance at the curtains. The dimmest grey glow of sunlight is trying to penetrate.
You stand up, and go over to slide them open.
"…Levi, come look at this!"
He startles and looks up. Your lips are parted. "Huh? What's wrong?"
"Just come look!"
All the sudden, you bolt for the door and rush out.
Levi stands and throws a glare out the window at first, but no one out of place has showed up; there isn't even a messenger. He doesn't think he's wrong, despite the fog that's settled low to the earth.
Annoyed, he marches after you, closing the door firmly behind him.
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A few sets of stairs fly by. He catches up to you at the short set of steps outside the building.
As soon as he opens one of the double doors, the cool air, fresh and sweet from the rain, washes over his face.
He isn't winded. You're almost doubled over standing on the wet ground, but the second he appears, you point at the sky.
"Rainbow!"
What? he almost asks. What does that mean?
He follows your finger, and his eyes go wide.
Following a grand and perfect arc shape, it protrudes from taller buildings blocking the horizon—more than a few completely different brilliant colors joined in a column. He's never seen so much color in one place before, and never did he think he would see it decorating a grey sky, standing out so starkly, only just slightly blurred at the edges. It seemingly penetrates a patch of grass relatively close by, but he gets the feeling if he chased it, such a marvel would snap out of existence as impossibly as it appeared.
He stares up at it in pure amazement, hardly thinking. Over time, he should’ve gotten used to seeing the sky, any sky—muggy grey to crisp blue. But apparently, he doesn’t know anything. He hasn't felt this way, since... he went outside the Walls for the first time.
Does everyone else know about this and didn't tell him for some reason? Is this common knowledge? He forces his eyes to dart to the courtyard for a split-second. A few are standing around, but in moments resume whatever they're doing, wherever they’re going.
Are you kidding me?
They must all be blind. He walks down the set of steps one by one without taking his eyes off of the rainbow. It seems to drift along with him like clouds do.
"It seems like I'm gonna have a good birthday after all!" you laugh. You stomp the wet ground in victory.
"...Does it always do that?" he stammers.
"Well no, it's special." You pivot around and make c'mere motions towards him. "Isn't it pretty?"
It feels like he's going insane. Someone like him can't produce words to describe such a beautiful thing. He wasn't even meant to see it... Meanwhile, it seems like a common spectacle to everyone else, as normal as birds flying.
The mud clings to his boots when he steps on the earth. But in a rare moment of complete ambivalence, he lets you seize his hands and drag him further onto the mucky ground and dense rainy air as you bounce on your heels, making his arms jump and down while you giggle like a kid.
“Isn’t this great!?”
He looks away from the rainbow, and watches you instead. His lips curl up gently.
“Yeah, it is.”
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pen-observing · 3 years
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Choice
synopsis: Diavolo and Lucifer have both loved you for a long time. Time has already been generous enough to you; you need to choose only one.
Diavolo x reader x Lucifer word count: 700
What does it mean to be desired? What does it mean to be loved in this place of eternal darkness? Questions are unending and you suffer trying to define the answers. Does it mean protection? Does it mean passion? Does it simply mean the strong union fated through stars and galaxies that serves to connect two people?
Questioning is hard. That is exactly why you have spent 5 years without giving an answer. Sometimes, postponing harsh truths to us is certainly the easy way out. You are dancing between two powerful men; you are twirling with red and golden strings directed your way.  
Their love is red and gold. You are still so pure with humanity that it means refusing to choose. You pull on both colours. Everyone thinks you are toying with love that they give. That is absolutely not true. How could you choose just one and hurt them? How could you choose just one and cause yourself pain from seeing them hurt?
No matter what anyone claims – an ounce of friendship exists between them at least. Diavolo and Lucifer do not deserve to lose that over someone like you.  
5 years you’ve been dancing and balancing on the edges, 5 years you’ve been trying to stop the knots from forming. It wasn’t easy.  
You might have overflowing patience but everyone knows you do not have unlimited time. Love without focus, love denied to save someone else – it losses all glory and charm.
You have to choose. But how?
Diavolo and Lucifer both know that you are not a trophy to be won. But they both have you as the object of all of their affection. Lucifer loves you in privacy where his pride can be ignored because he can’t help himself. Diavolo loves you in public but with a distance to protect you.
No matter how different their ways of expressing that; they’re still similar. Both of them want to be the one, both of them want a crystal commitment and they do not have eternal patience.
How are you supposed to choose between the sun and the star?  
You are looking up at the sky while sitting on Diavolo’s balcony. After 5 years you think that moments of silence where you can gaze up at both celestial bodies would provide an answer. Diavolo or Lucifer? Do you choose the warm rays or the soft glow?  
Diavolo gazes at you from his desk full of white papers. He never wished to rush you. He stays content like calm water inside of his hopes for true love. He looks at you and knows what is coming. In reality, he is prepared for both outcomes.  
Lucifer has been yearning for you for so long now. He cannot be passive. He cannot allow you to slip from him; not when he loves you so much, not when he hasn’t felt the rush of love in so long. So, he walks through Diavolo’s garden unannounced just to see you.   He holds your hand and tells you not to be afraid of love, not to be afraid of flight with him. Why should you be? He leads you through the garden that always seemed like a maze. You say nothing. You say nothing because he looks so beautiful underneath all of these stars.  
“My Lord, it seems that Lucifer came tonight like you predicted. Are you truly alright with this?” “Yes, Barbatos. Yes, I am.”
Lucifer came to take you away with love as the goal. Lucifer’s red invisible strings pull you right into his arms; into his hold and below his starry eyes. You continue to walk with him because silence means love and intimacy. Lucifer opens the gate.
Lucifer opens the gate in hopes of love for the two of you; Diavolo sits in your seat and gazes up at the sky because he is fearful of never having the privilege to look at you in a similar light again.   He looks up with love and yearning. He hears the doors behind him open.
“Did you really know that he would come tonight?” “I knew. I just did not know if you would come back to me.”
The stars in your eyes shine brighter than the sky. Diavolo knows you chose him with all the freedom. Only golden strings remain and they love you in warmth.
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