#rivamika fanfiction

[byhimawari]

“One Scoop for Two”

(a RivaMika drabble)

“Eren. You should try, too.”

Excited and curious for him to try the unfamiliar but delectable treat, Mikasa hands Eren an —what the Marleyans call — ice cream cone. After witnessing Connie’s and Sasha’s reaction, she  was quick to buy one for Eren and her to share, deep down hoping they’d also forget the task at hand for just a second out of their blood driven lives and actually bond. 

Eren takes and observes it, also curious, albeit not in the same way Mikasa and the others were, because unlike them, and Mikasa knew, his mind is at an unreachable place where sharing ice cream with her is, quite frankly, of no importance.  

“Ice cream?”

Mikasa blinks in surprise, caught off guard that he knew what it was called before she had the chance to tell him. “You knew?” 

Eren’s features grow somber, an immediate indication that her hope for bonding has now become a cold case. She can almost hear the needle drop at the bottom of her glass heart. 

“From the old man’s memory, that is.” 

Mikasa doesn’t pry about his visions, knowing if she even asked, Eren would be too vague or reluctant to share. Instead she just nods, as she always does, her shadow standing besides his but never quite touching a constant remnant of what she will always be.

—

Levi, after great effort, finally manages to yank Hange away from their foolery of chasing cars and yelling at inanimate objects. How troublesome it was for the ship to dock at the busiest port in Marley. It’s enough to keep eye on the brats, what more having to babysit the Commander? 

Speaking of brats, from a distance he sees the gloomy one standing with the reckless one, seemingly offering him ice cream with a faint glimmer of excitement in her eyes. Levi, against himself, because he’d rather blow their cover than admit that Ackerman looks rather appealing in her outfit, observes and sees the dejected slump of her shoulders as Eren just stares at now melting dessert in his hand. 

He sees them chat for a moment. Eren’s facial features appear deep in thought. So deep in thought, in fact, he hands Mikasa back the ice cream cone mindlessly and excuses himself, walking away completely unaware to the confused and surprised gaze that follows him.  

Normally he’d pay them no mind. He’s used to seeing Mikasa waste her valuable time and efforts on that kid. But there was something in the way her eyes glowered to the ground, a melancholic aura surrounding her like a dark cloud, that got under his skin, where his foot literally ached to kick something, someone, preferably the Titan boy himself, in order to ease the itch. And it’s when Levi sees Mikasa throw away the ice cream cone before walking away herself that he decides that he’ll definitely kick Eren’s ass. It only makes sense. 

What doesn’t make sense, however, is Levi suddenly finding himself ordering one of those damn cold, much-too-sweet contraptions for himself and then walking hastily through an alien town in search for the woman worth a hundred soldiers turn damsel in distress. Yet, there he is, playing knight in shining armor for reasons he will never admit aloud. 

Though his approach is everything but courteous and noble. 

“Oi, gloomy brat.”

He finally finds her, sitting lonesome on a bench, staring blankly at nothing as she so often does when in her sunken moods. Mikasa doesn’t move an inch. He expected as much. 

“Go away. I’m not in the mood.”

He expected that much, too. Even from behind, he knows exactly what sour face she’s making. But of course he doesn’t falter. He walks over to the bench and sits beside her. Levi notices her tense and he prepares himself. 

She swiftly turns her head, “I said I’m not in the—!” 

Levi shuts her up, softly pushing the tip of the ice cream against her mouth. Her eyes widen in shock, then it evolves into her piercing glare.  

“C-Captain! What was that for?” she wipes her mouth and nose with the back of her hand.

“You wanted ice cream, didn’t you?” Levi asked plainly, pulling the cone back slightly, “I saw you dispose the one you bought earlier without even tasting it. What a waste.”

There’s a pregnant pause between the two. Mikasa then just sighs and turns away to look back at nothingness.

“I got it for Eren,” she says quietly, as though embarrassed to even hear herself say it aloud.

Ah, just as he thought. Seems Levi has a knack for accurate observation.

“I take it the brat didn’t want any?” Levi scoffs irately as he leans back against the bench, “Tch. Even common courtesy the boy lacks.” 

“He’s just going through a lot,” she’s quick to defend.

Levi’s quicker to rebuttal, “And you’re not?” 

His words came out much sharper than he intended, like a paper cut to the tongue, and he realizes from the slight fall of her face that she felt the sting too. He sighs. Sometimes even he forgets that underneath her steel armor is still a delicate heart.

“Look, I understand he’s on edge, as we all are by just simply being here, but…” Levi starts but then his eyes drift to the tip of the ice cream, noticing it’s starting to melt. He twitches slightly, not wanting it to get on his skin or clothes. But still, he continues before his train of thought goes away, “That doesn’t justify him taking you for granted. He was wrong for that, just as he was all the other times.”

She turns back to look at him with eyes he has seen so many times before; defeated but stubborn. It’s the same eyes she always has when she’s with Yaeger. Levi sees right through her, not because she makes it obvious, but because he’s the exact same, loving from afar but standing so close. He understands.

“It’s just ice cream, Captain,” she attempts to dispute.

And because be understands, he’s determined to make sure she does too.

“Is it really, Mikasa?”

She doesn’t respond, her vanquish clear. Mikasa knows that it isn’t just ice cream. He knows that she knows. It’s supposed to be something that binds them, to create a fond memory, to close the gap.

Just like the one melting in his hand.

They were never just ice cream cones to begin with.

After some silence, Mikasa nods, acknowledging his point as the storm in her eyes slowly comes to a calm.

“Just don’t stop yourself from enjoying something just because someone else doesn’t want to enjoy it with you, you gloomy brat,” Levi quickly reiterates as to not make the silence between them awkward.

But then his attention shifts and his brow furrows uncomfortably when be sees the trail of ice cream start flowing slowly down, his skin surely to meet its sticky demise.

Without any notice, Mikasa leans towards the ice cream he holds and uses her lips to take a generous bite at the top, stopping it from melting onto his hand. She shivers at its coldness, having swallowed too fast. Something fluttered within Levi’s chest at the sight, like that of a butterfly floating to the rhythm of his rapid heart, and he doesn’t know if he likes it or not.

Levi clears his throat, trying to ground himself away from the corners of his mind.

“Next time, just enjoy it yourself or find someone else who does,” he says, “Like right now. You’re not bad company.”

Levi tenses, realizing the weight of the last bit he said, subtly confessing that he enjoys her company, thus implying that he could be that person she can always eat ice cream with, should she ever wish…should that chance ever come again.

“Thank you, Captain,” she says warmly, a rare soft smiles on her lips that he never thought he’d have honor of witnessing himself, “For…the ice cream.”

It’s chaste when he smiles back, but ever the skilled one, and really, he should’ve known better, Mikasa catches it before he has the chance to make away with it. There’s a gleam in her eyes that, wishful thinking as it may be, tells Levi that the chance, someday, will indeed come again.

“You must’ve been watching me closely for you to notice all these things, Captain.”

To that, he only chuckles, taking the risk of not denying it. Levi tilts the ice cream cone towards her mouth, keeping his hand there for her convenience.

“Shut up and eat your ice cream, brat. It’s melting.”

fin

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[nuri148]

Clarity Art & Chapter 13 update!

Last month I commisioned the very talented @lividayis to make cover art of my fic, Clarity. Dayana was a pleasure to work with, she quickly interpreted what I wanted and kept me updated during the whole process. Needless to say, I'm super happy with the results! You can see more of her great fanarts, including nsfw, on Twitter and Pixiv as well!

¡Muchas gracias, Dayana, por tu hermoso arte, tu profesionalidad y tu calidez!

As for Chapter 13, now that it's halfway its second round of edits, what can you expect?

- A conflicting calendar! (clashing dates?)

- This is not a date (yeah, sure)

- Tag update (what do you mean?)

- Food and drink...  (but what then?)

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[aickerman-s]

Fear and Fidelity - Chapter 4: Children No Longer

After unpleasant encounters with both Mr Kirstein and Captain Ackerman, Mikasa reflects on her duty to her family.

Chapter 4 is out!

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[levi4mikasa]

The first date.....

Mikasa adjusted her kimono, pulse quickening in anticipation. After years apart, finally she'd see Levi again. She hoped to impress him after everything they'd been through.

Levi gripped his motorcycle handles tightly as Mikasa's home drew near. He wondered if he looked alright, wanting to charm her on their long-awaited date.

Nerves and excitement filled them both. So much time had passed, but now their paths were crossing again.

Tonight marked a new beginning. Their hearts had been intertwined by fate long ago. Now finally they could reconnect and explore those feelings.

After the war had split them apart, this magical night would bring them back together. The wait was nearly over.

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[onigiri-dorkk]

Chapter Title: Written in the Stars

Summary: After their travels, Levi and Mikasa have a hard time adjusting to normal life in Paradis. Armin and Mikasa reminisce about Eren. The Scouts receive an unexpected letter from Marley, and Levi feels he has no more time to spare.

Word Count: 6,460

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Omg. Guys.

Final Chapter is officially out. I’m in disbelief, but I’m also excited and satisfied and happy and sad and thankful to have reached the end. I love this story so much. It was definitely a passion fic. Again, I’m sorry it took me the longest to get this chapter out compared to any other chapter! There were so many hurdles!! But I hope it was worth the wait and it doesn’t disappoint you. <3

Thank you once again to every single person who has ever read this story or taken interest in this story, and especially thank you to all who have and will read to the end!! I have all of my sappy thank you’s at the end notes of this chapter, but I want to express it here too. I am insanely thankful for all of you!! You gave me excitement and motivation to see this story through til the very end. Thank you endlessly!! Please please please enjoy!!!

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[onwriting-hrarby]

A dreadful night—Rivamika Month

Two months ago, Mikasa messed up. Although Levi reckons it was him who messed it up—drunk and sad because the series was coming to an end, they spilt secrets and confessions they shouldn't have. Now, while finishing the promotions for the series, they've been paired to do an interview together. Will they come over their discomfort and keep their cool, or will they drown in the memories of a dreadful night?

Read on AO3 now!

Ah, well, here we go! This was my entry for the Rivamika Month, and unknowingly, it ended up getting all of the themes inside. 11 days, 16k words and 2 hours and a half editing, it is done.

I am so incredibly anxious because this ship has always had pure gems in it, and everyone is so talented, and I don't think I've given them justice. But fanfiction it's all about exploring, and the actor alternative universe allowed me to put some personality onto them that are not typically from theirs—I promise that, when I write in canonverse, I will stay truer to their quirks.

I conceived it to be read in one-go, but since I guess that it can be long for some people, I split it into three chapters just for the sake of it!

Please, do not hesitate to tell me what you think! I hold all of you, rivamika artists, in such high regard :')

Also, tagging @nina-bean and @nuri148, who said they'd like to read it!

#levi ackerman #mikasa ackerman #rivamika #rivamika fanfiction #attack on titan fanfiction #rivamika month #actor au #eren jaeger messes up too

[warbarbie]

Well Rivamika fam, I'm finally taking the plunge and posting one of my rivamika fics. Please be gentle, this is the first time I've ever put anything I've written out into the world >.<

@a-slut-for-smut, here it is!

Lock Step

"It wasn't that the argument had been particularly vicious; they had had far worse ones early in their relationship. It was that it had happened at all."

Rated E

Modern AU/ Established Couple/ Sexual Content

It wasn't that the argument had been particularly vicious; they had had far worse ones early in their relationship. It was that it had happened at all.

Five years together, four of them married, had led to Levi having a firm understanding of his wife; her wants and needs, likes and dislikes. When he had asked her out the first time, he had vowed to do everything in his power to make her happy, and had set out with a single mind to fulfill that promise.

He learned everything he could about her in their first year, from her favorite foods to how she best liked to relax after a long day. When he learned she had been touch starved most of her life, he strove everyday to remedy that, communicating to her his love and devotion through gentle touches and idle caresses. He held her hand when they drove somewhere or placed his hand on her lower back when they found themselves in large crowds that she detested so much.  After four years of marriage, he knew her, inside and out.

He also worked hard to give her anything she could possibly want. Only the finest clothes filled her closet, the highest end workout clothing and intimates filled her dresser drawers. When she had asked him for a new rice maker, he bought her the best model, with no regard for the price tag. When she had asked him for a new car, he got her the one she had always dreamed of, complete with all the add-ons she wanted. When she had asked him to support her new business, a private gym, he had sat for hours with their banker to make it happen.

So when he had heard her grumbling about the lack of counter space as they had made dinner together one night, he had pulled her to him, his arms tight around her waist as he pushed his nose into the soft strands of her raven hair and whisper in her ear, “Let's remodel the kitchen.”

Mikasa had been delighted. She happily chatted away about all the things she would fix and the stupidity of the former owner of their house in placing the sink so close to the stove, but so far from the refrigerator, and a myriad of other issues that Levi had never noticed. He had listened intently, though to a third party it looked as though he wasn’t listening at all, and had basked in her happiness as the stupid primal part of his brain praised him on making his woman happy and being a good provider.

The sex that night had been more vigorous then usual.

So Levi set out to make the whole process as easy for Mikasa as he could. He found a highly regarded architect to help them design the space, and lined up the best contractor to do the work. Things had started without a hitch, the first meeting with the architect had been productive, though in the follow up design reveal he had immediately picked up on Mikasa’s silent displeasure with certain liberty's the architect took. It was an easy fix, and as Levi pointed out the first obvious thing he knew she didn’t like, she found her own voice and took over. On the car ride home, he made sure to reassure her that if she didn’t like the architect, they would find another. It ultimately proved to be unnecessary, as the third meeting produced a plan she loved, the addition of a large walk-in pantry and a breakfast nook with a picture window that looked out on her garden in the backyard surprised and delighted her. Levi happily signed the check.

Plans in hand, they started with picking out the new appliances, and as usual, they were in complete lock step with one another. They had similar tastes and one swipe of his credit card later, they were off to dinner, Mikasa positively glowing with happiness, Levi silently preening at his accomplishment.

The first sign that they weren't as completely in sync as he thought came when they went to pick out the new cabinets. Levi was positive Mikasa would have the same vision as he did and go with a clean, modern, flat front in gray..

He was spectacularly wrong.

She had immediately picked cherry wood cabinets. Levi protested in his usual blunt way, saying that it would make the kitchen too dark and she needed to pick something else, and that was his first mistake. Mikasa’s eyes had narrowed, her shoulders going rigid, and Levi immediately recognized the storm he had summoned. He had no time to amend his choice of words and tone before Mikasa’s stubbornness set in and she refused to budge. He had ultimately given in after trying in vain to restate his concerns, and though she left the victor, the drive home was silent, as was most of dinner. As he slid into bed next to her that night, he had whispered an apology that she acknowledged with a short hum, before rolling to the far side of the bed and refusing his touch.

Levi slept worse than usual that night. He made her favorite breakfast the next morning, to attempt to communicate his remorse, and though she accepted and no longer gave him the silent treatment, there was a strange energy between them that hadn't been there in years. It took Levi a day to place it, but it was the same feeling that they had encountered early in their military years, before they began their courtship, when they had been learning to read each other, and arguments had broken out frequently. Mikasa could be as non-verbal with her needs as he could and when she was angry with him, but unwilling to articulate it, she opted to give him the cold shoulder. It was a bad habit she had worked on in their years together, but one she still fell back on when she was particularly upset. That knowledge set Levi on edge.

Then they made the trip to the stone yard to pick their countertops, and it was like they were complete strangers. Levi picked a cream toned quartz. Mikasa picked a black granite. Grasping for a middle ground Levi suggested a bluish slate for the backsplash. Mikasa wanted travertine. She attempted to bridge the divide by suggesting the slate for the floor. Levi said he wanted hardwood.

It was like they didn’t know each other at all, and it knocked Levi’s feet out from under him. Then he made his second mistake; he had said that they should pick his countertop because she won with the cabinets. A fatal choice of words, because now it was a competition. Levi against Mikasa, instead of Levi and Mikasa against the world. Her eyes had clouded over, her whole expression growing stormy.

Then she left.

Levi stood, his heart in shreds, mind whirling, absolutely kicking himself as he watched her back retreating. The attendant with them nodded in sympathy, stating this always happened when couples came. Levi’s glare could have withered an oak tree. Because this may happen with other couples, but not him and Mikasa. They were solid. Or so he thought.

He found her waiting by the car. She refused to look at him, her voice low and devoid of emotion as she told him to take her to the house. Not take her home, but to “the house”. Her choice of words was not lost on Levi.

On the ride back, he tried to take her hand. She pulled away, pressing herself against her door. Levi’s heart ripped. The silence in the car was deafening.

It was nearing dinner time when they arrived home, but Mikasa retreated to their home gym, and the rhythmic cadence of her feet on the treadmill was the only sound in the house. At a loss of what to do, Levi started cleaning. He started in the living room; dusting, disinfecting, vacuuming, trying to work through what was happening between them. He moved to the laundry room, reorganizing the shelf that held the cleaning supplies, cleaning out the washer and mopping. As he was emptying the dirty mop water in the utility sink, he heard Mikasa come out of the gym. She was breathing heavily, and he instantly knew she had pushed herself too hard for too long. 

He moved to intercept her in the kitchen, but stopped just outside the laundry room; What if he said the wrong thing again? He was always shit with words, what if he inadvertently pushed her further away, instead of fixing what was happening? Five years and he suddenly felt like he was living with a stranger, not the woman who held his heart so tenderly, who understood him like no other. Indecision kept him rooted in place as he listened to her shuffle through the fridge and their small pantry. She eventually sighed and left the kitchen, and as she passed the hall Levi stood in, unaware or uncaring of his presence, he saw she was empty handed. And that was something he could fix.

He waited till he heard their bedroom door close before springing to action. He knew her, despite whatever this hiccup was, and knew she would draw herself a bath, soaking away her muscle fatigue and tangled emotions. That gave him exactly thirty five minutes until she was out of the bath. He sprinted to his car, pulling out of their driveway at a breakneck speed as he called her favorite ramen restaurant and ordered her favorite for take out.

He made it there and back in record speed. Food always mellowed her out. Eight times out of ten, when she was upset, it’s because she was hungry. Her high metabolism burned through everything she ate and she was terrible about feeding herself, so Levi reasoned with some food in her, she’d be more amicable. He arranged the food on a tray and carried it up to the bedroom. She was still in the bathroom when he entered, though he heard the bathwater sloshing, heralding her imminent entrance. Levi placed the tray at the foot of the bed and retreated back to the living room.

 He knew her. He knew she needed space.

Levi threw himself into cleaning. Wiping away any doubts he had along with any dirt. He knew her. He knew her and she knew him. This was a minor bump, nothing more.

It was after midnight when he was finally satisfied. He found the tray of food he left in the hall outside their bedroom door, the bowl thankfully empty. Satisfied that he had fulfilled this one facet of his responsibility, Levi quickly returned the tray to the kitchen, throwing out the takeout bowl, before pausing in the entryway as he made to exit.

 When they had bought the house, Levi knew they would eventually redo the kitchen, as it didn’t fit either of their needs or tastes. Tastes Levi thought he knew, until this week. But as he gazed around, he could see the end result and something swelled inside him. He could see the cherry wood cabinets with the black granite tops and how good it would look, the natural light from the windows and the new picture window keeping the space well lit and creating a warming effect, not the dark one he was worried about. He could see how the slate backsplash would compliment the granite and how the red tones in the cabinets would bring out the golden tones in the hardwood floors. And he could see how it would be a perfect blending of their personalities, Mikasa's brashness tempered by Levi’s steadiness, his coldness melted by her warmth, and their quiet comfort in each other on display for all who cared to look.

They had always been two sides of the same coin, always moving together in a rhythm that others couldn’t comprehend, but were deeply jealous of. She had seen all his flaws, all his failures and missteps, his shitty way of expressing himself, and she loved him deeply in spite of it. He saw through the veil of her composure, saw the lost and hurting woman beneath who lashed out in fury at the cruelty of the world. The little girl that lost and found a family, but would always be deeply insecure about her place in it, and he loved her, asked her to be his family, to stay with him. And she had.

Overwhelmed by the sudden epiphany, Levi felt like a fool for letting something as small as who picked what, ever cause him to doubt his understanding of his wife. She had picked him, across time and space, every action and reaction in their lives bringing them together in a way that could only be described as fate. Levi briefly remembered a game night they had hosted with all their former comrades and close family, and the gentle smile on Mikasa’s face when Armin had talked about the theory of alternate timelines. She had asked him later, as they layed in bed, her head on his chest, if he thought they would ever meet and fall in love in a different timeline. Levi hadn't know how to answer her then, so he quietly pressed a kiss to her forehead and that was enough for her. But he knew the answer now: Yes they would. In every time, they would find each other.

Breathless in his revelation, Levi left the kitchen, returning quietly to the bedroom. Inside it was dark, a shadowed lump on Mikasa’s side of the bed telling him she was asleep already. He quietly slipped into the bathroom, taking a quick shower before returning to the bed and slipping beneath the sheets. He gently pulled Mikasa’s back to his chest, and in her sleep she didn’t resist. He brushed her hair back from her face, and neck before placing a line of feather light kisses from her temple, down her cheek to her jaw, before traversing the sensitive skin of her throat to her collarbones. Mikasa stirred slightly as he pressed another line of kisses back up her neck to the tender spot at the corner of her jaw, just beneath her ear. Ghosting his lips over the shell of her ear, he whispered the only words that needed to be spoken, words he didn’t say to her often enough, “I love you.” He would apologize and reinforce his words with his touch, as he was always better at expressing himself through action.

Mikasa gave a quiet sigh of contentment, now half awake as he continued to do what he did best, and worship her body. From her jaw, he worked his way slowly down her neck once more, taking his time with each press of his lips. His left hand slid slowly up and down her arm as his right arm supported his weight as well as her neck. Once his lips reached the base of her neck, he continued upward toward her shoulder, before pulling back slightly to trace a path back along her shoulder blades and upper back till he reached the nape of her neck, drawing sleepy sighs and satisfied hums from the woman beneath him. She shifted slightly, pressing her shoulder into his chest and opening more of her chest to him. Levi smiled at the invitation, slowly dragging his hand from her elbow to tease a path across her lower abs before sliding under her shirt and slowly working his way upward, teasing and tickling as he went, savoring each jump and clench of her defined abs, his lips never ceasing their wandering across the smooth contours of her neck and shoulder.

After what felt like hours but was likely a handful of seconds, his hand finally reached its destination, and he felt as much as he heard the low moan he pulled from Mikasa as he gently cupped her heavy breast. She arced against him, pressing her ample breast further into his hand as she ground her ass against his growing erection. Levi worked the supple flesh, squeezing lightly before pinching and rolling her nipple between his thumb and first finger. Mikasa moaned, her head tipping back, giving Levi more of an opening, which he took full advantage of, grazing his teeth along the sensitive flesh at the junction of her neck and shoulder, before sinking his teeth in and applying a firm suction. He maintained that suction, even as Mikasa gasped and rocked her ass against him, her warm breast and hard nipple still caught in his hand. He pinched harder, tugging on her nipple and increasing the pressure from his teeth and tongue, drawing her taught between the two points of pressure until she let out a low whine at the stimulation. He released her with a quiet pop, silently admiring the deep purple mark he left behind on her neck, before pressing a kiss to her jaw, and lightening the pressure used on her nipple.

Sliding out from behind her, Levi re-positioned so he was hovering over her, his hips between her thighs, his cock pressing against her clothed slit. Mikasa, still half asleep, ran her hands down his toned torso, her nails leaving a light trail, until she reached his hips. He smiled as she briefly groped around, eyes still shut, before a lazy smile spread across her face at her discovery that he was completely naked. He shifted forward, pressing a heated kiss to her jaw, that shifted to another brushing bit as she wrapped her hand around his cock. Levi hissed through his teeth, indulging in the warmth of her grip and allowed himself to rock against her palm, his teeth sinking into her neck to mark her again, groaning when she tightened her hold on him in response.

 He would gladly continue this, slowly working himself against her hand until he painted her defined abs with his cum, but he had other plans for tonight, plans that included slowly taking her apart until she screamed his name in the throes of an intense orgasm. He gently pulled away, his hands running down her arms to circle her wrists, drawing her hands over her head and pressing them firmly against her pillow in a clear message he knew she would understand: These stay here. Mikasa moaned, shifting her hips to rock against him, but kept her hands above her head, crossed at the wrist. He pressed another heated kiss to the thus far neglected side of her neck, sucking gently as his hands moved to her hips once more, thumbs circling her jutting hip bones in praise, his actions telling her what a good girl you are. Mikasa preened, rocking her hips against him again, and pulling her plump lower lip between her teeth in the alluring way she knew he liked, her eyes finally cracking open to meet him.

 In the low light filtering into the room, Levi could just make out in her eyes the trust she had in him, as she willingly surrendered. Levi's breath caught as an intense wave of love for her, coupled with the euphoria he had experienced earlier swept through him, and he knew, as surely as he did the day he realized he was in love with her, he would do absolutely anything for her. Outside it began to rain, the gentle sound a soothing backdrop to the silence in their room. Levi smiled as Mikasa hummed in pleasure; she loved the rain.

Levi slowly ran his hands up her sides, his fingers slipping beneath the fabric of her tank top, his thumbs catching the hem, and guided it up her body, as she arched her back, then rolled her shoulders forward, her abs flexing in the most delicious way, to help him remove it completely. He paused when he reached her wrists, cocking his head as he considered using her shirt to tie her wrists to the headboard. Mikasa blushed heavily at the implication, and though it was far from the wildest thing they’d done in the bedroom, she still tended to get shy when she was completely at his mercy. Levi heavily suspected it was because of the one time he tied her up then recorded her as he had his way with her. The thought of that video, safely hidden behind a password protected and heavily encrypted file on his personal computer, made his cock jump with anticipation. Mikasa noticed and swallowed heavily, the sudden tension and apprehension in her body confirming his suspicions.

Levi smiled at her, leaning down to press a soft kiss of reassurance to her forehead as he finished pulling her shirt free. Maybe some other night he might revisit that scenario, but tonight he was more intent on reaffirming their connection and apologizing in the only way he was good at. He began to kiss his way down her face and neck once more and all the tension in her body melted away. When he reached her collarbones, he nipped and teased the skin here, his hands dancing along her ribs, making her jump and squirm, a low whine leaving her as she tried to move her ticklish sides away from him while trying to force his hands where she wanted them, still obediently keeping her wrists above her head.

 Levi was a fair man; he believed in rewarding good behavior, and Mikasa was being unusually obedient tonight. Normally she would fight him for control or dominate him, and when she was submissive, she was a brat, all but forcing him to hold her down when he fucked her. But she was pliant in his hands tonight, perhaps wanting just as much as he did to reconnect and re-establish their partnership. His mind briefly flicked back to the stone yard and his insinuation that they were in against each other that had obviously wounded her, and he frowned. He pulled back, hands stilling, and looked at her in those beautiful gray eyes that so easily disarmed him years ago, before he kissed her fully, their lips taking up the familiar dance with one another. Levi poured all his frustration, confusion, fear, love and remorse into the kiss, and as Mikasa opened her mouth for him and swept her tongue to meet his, he tasted all of her confusion, apprehension, longing, and fear. He should have known that this sudden loss of footing would affect her far more than she showed. If there was one thing that Levi had learned early in their relationship, it was that Mikasa’s emotions ran far deeper than she revealed.

Intent on brushing aside the feeling of drifting they both felt the last few days, Levi snaked his arms around her waist, and pressed his nose to her neck, pulling her into a fierce hug that she returned with just as much force, arms tight around his neck. He breathed in her familiar scent, jasmine, lavender, vanilla, and something else, something that was distinctly her, that he could pick out anywhere, but could only describe as Mikasa, and felt his soul center, his previously bruised heart heal and he didn’t try to stop the tears that leaked from the corner of his eye, because she was his everything, his better half, and he was here with her, safe. He held her as she shuddered in relief, her own tears damping his skin as the rain fell steadily and for a brief moment their prior fire cooled. Then Mikasa shifted, unintentionally rubbing her hips against his still hard erection, and the heat roared back to life.

Levi gently dislodged her arms from his neck and guided her wrists back above her head, squeezing them to remind her, before he lowered his head to her neck, nipping at her collarbone, before he trailed his lips lower, sucking a light mark into the top of her right breast, before he took her hardened nipple into his mouth. His right hand gripped her left breast, teasing, tugging and rolling her other nipple, as Mikasa arched off the bed with a loud gasp that faded into a moan. The room was filled with the sound of his wife’s pleasured moans, with the increasing rainfall filling the silence in between. Mikasa rocked her hips against him again, the cloth of her shorts dragging tauntingly against the underside of his cock, but Levi refused to give into her bait. He intended to make sure she knew how sorry he was, and that they were as in sync as they always had been. He switched breasts, lavishing attention on the neglected one, as his hands switched to insure she didn't feel bereft of his attention. He began to use his teeth, lightly grazing at first, before moving on to more forceful nips, her gasping and increasing moans the sweetest symphony to his ears. As he switched sides again, Mikasa’s hands dropped to the back of his head, pushing his mouth more firmly against her, and Levi reacted immediately, biting down on her nipple just shy of pain, as he caught her wrists once more and firmly pressed them into the pillow over her head. She gasped, rocking her hips against him, obviously enjoying the rougher treatment and Levi intended to deliver. He held her wrists down, his free hand alternating between her breast to tug and pinch hard on her straining nipples, denying her his mouth as he watched her writhe and arc against his hold. 

He continued his rough treatment until he saw her starting to shy from his touch, her nipples getting overly sensitive from the abuse. Then he squeezed her wrists hard, reminding her of their place before releasing them so he could use both hands to pull her shorts and panties off. She lifted her hips to accommodate, and Levi was hit with the sticky sweet scent of her arousal. One glance at her soaked through panties told him he was doing an excellent job. He leaned forward, careful to avoid brushing his straining cock against her, lest he lose himself and ravage her like a beast, and showed her her soaked panties, making sure to rub the crotch together so she could see how absolutely dripping she was. Mikasa moaned, blushing red, but the lust in her eyes, and cocky smirk she gave him told him she wasn’t ashamed of the mess she made and if he wasn’t already turned on, that would have done it.

He wasted no time, tossing her underwear to the floor and repositioning. He was going to make her cum on his fingers before she came on his tongue. Only then would he let her cum on his cock. Knowing she was likely close already, he easily slid two fingers into her dripping wet slit, his thumb finding her clit as his other hand resumed his rough treatment of her reddened nipples. Mikasa keened, her back arching at the triple stimulation and Levi heard the all too familiar sound of tearing fabric and she viciously fisted her pillow, straining to keep her hands where they were supposed to be. After five years of bringing her to her climax, Levi knew when she was close, and looking down at her shaking thighs, taught abs, and eyes screwed shut, he knew exactly how to push her over the edge.

“Such a good girl. Now soak my fingers.”

He punctuated his praise with a hard twist on her nipple, and firm rub of the pad of his thumb on her clit, and Mikasa wailed his name as the tension snapped, her inner walls clamping hard around his fingers. He worked her through her high, his cock throbbing impatiently at being denied her welcoming heat, but he pushed his needs to the side; He wasn’t finished with her yet. When she winced at his circling thumb, he pulled his fingers gently from her and pressed a kiss to her sweat-dampened brow, before repositioning himself between her thighs. He took a moment to admire his wife, blissed out and boneless by his hands, stroking himself a few times, before he laid down before her parted thighs, and licked with the flat of his tongue from her entrance to her clit, earning himself a surprised cry. He repeated the action, getting a strangled moan, before setting to work lapping at her clit, alternating between the tip and flat of his tongue. Mikasa sang beautifully for him, as she always did, her chorus of moans and cries harmonizing with the rain and the lewd slurping sounds he made as he worked her towards another mind shattering orgasm.

As he feasted, her right hand drifted down again to the back of his head, her grip tight as she attempted to guide his mouth, and again Levi retaliated, pulling away to bite the inside of her thigh in a warning. She jerked, hissing in pain, but didn’t remove her hand, so Levi moved to pull back, but her grip tightened exponentially and she held him in place. He glanced up to find her looking down at him, one eyebrow arched imperiously and his cock throbbed. This was the woman he loved, not afraid to take what she wanted, when she wanted it. Levi smirked before diving back in with a fervor, moving his tongue as she dictated until her grip slacked and her thighs began to tremble. Levi shifted, bringing his hand under her thigh and slid his first three fingers as deep into her as he could and curled them to tap against that secret spot, savoring her keening moan. He increased the pace and pressure of his tongue, intent on finishing her and hearing her cry out his name again. It didn't take long, the onslaught of his tongue and the pressure of three of his fingers stretching her drove her over the edge and she keened his name to the heavens as he eagerly drank her.

As she floated down from her high, Levi took a moment to wipe his chin on the sheets and recenter himself. His heart was pounding and his thoughts were getting muddled, and after feeling and tasting Mikasa's tight wet heat, his body was screaming for him to bury himself deep in her and rut mindlessly until he came. Mikasa shifted, lifting her torso and reaching for him, and Levi met her halfway, crashing into her arms. He groaned when the underside of his cock rubbed against her dripping slit, and pushed his face into her neck, breathing in her scent once more to try and regain his composure. Mikasa chuckled softly before easily rolling him to his back and straddling him, her wetness leaving a trail down his cock as she shifted against him. Levi’s hands shot to her hips, intent on lifting her so he could slam her down on his cock, but she swatted his hands away, tuting at him like he was a bad child. She took his wrists and pushed them over his head, squeezing them in the same fashion he had with her and now it was his turn to whine as she denied him the opportunity to touch her while she rode him.

Gripping the headboard, Mikasa slowly dragged her sopping wet slit up and down the underside of his cock in a mirroring of the teasing he had subjected her to. Levi was panting, his fists shaking with the effort it took for him to hold himself back. Mikasa continued her torture, a satisfied smile on her face as she watched him strain. She ran her nails teasingly across his sweat slick abs and down his chest. She leaned forward, trapping his cock between them and shamelessly ground her clit against him, causing Levi to moan at the sensation that was more, but not nearly enough. Her hair fell forward to curtain their faces and Levi couldn’t help himself; he pushed up and kissed her, pouring all his love into it. Mikasa responded in kind, her tongue meeting his and working in tandem, and as they kissed each other senseless, she shifted forward just enough to line the head of his cock up perfectly, before sinking down his length.

Levi moaned shamelessly into her mouth as her tight heat enveloped him, her own moan at his familiar intrusion lost in his mouth. He was shaking with the effort of holding himself back, his heart pounding so hard he was sure she could feel it hammering against her chest. Mikasa broke the kiss to sit up, completely hilting him for a moment before she began to move, drawing him almost completely out, before sinking back down at an agonizingly slow pace that had him panting. She continued to toy with him and though he thought of protesting, he had been tortuously slow with her and turn around was fair play. He instead lost himself in watching her as she rode him, admiring how her body shifted and flexed, how the sweat ran down her chest, and how utterly goddess-like she looked, the faint light in the room ringing her head in a halo as the  now heavy rainfall perfectly accompanied her movements. He knew her own needs began to overtake her desire to pay him back, when she shifted forward, resting her hands on his chest as she picked up her pace, her breasts jumping in a way that made his hands itch to touch them. He felt the growing pressure at the base of his spine that heralded his release and bit the inside of his cheek hard in an attempt to hold off. He could tell from the tightening of her walls and the increasingly bruising pace she was setting that she was getting close. Her breasts heaved deliciously in front of his face and he had to grip his own wrist to a punishing degree to keep his hands above his head.

Then Mikasa caved to her body's mindless desire for completion, reaching for his shoulders and gasping for him to touch her, and Levi never moved so fast in his life. Pulling her chest flush against his, he wrapped one arm around her shoulders and the other around her waist and rutted up into her as she buried her face in his neck. The friction was enough to drive her to her third orgasm, and she cried out his name as her walls squeezed him in a vice. Levi bit down on her shoulder to stifle his own cry as he followed her over the edge, his cock pumping an obscene amount of cum into her.

As they lay there in the aftermath, hearts slowing, breath evening out, that stupid primal part of Levi’s brain crowed with the knowledge that if she wasn’t on birth control, he absolutely would have impregnated her tonight. Levi ignored it, opting to check on the boneless woman on top of him. He ran his right hand up her back, his left coming up to tangle in her hair and tipped his head to press a tender kiss to her sweaty forehead. She stirred slightly, and quietly hummed letting him know that she was still recovering. He continued to run his hand up and down her back, his other  hand massaging her nape gently. When she spoke, her voice was heavy with content and slightly muffled by how her lips pressed against his neck.

“Your eyes.”

He hummed in questioning, not sure what about his eyes she was referring too.

“The slate you picked is the same color as your eyes. I like it.”

He smiled, pressing a kiss to her head once more.

“The granite you picked is the same color as your hair. I like it.” To anyone else, it was an agreement, a settling of an argument. But Levi knew it for what it really was; their own private way of saying “I love you”

For the first time in months, Levi slept through the night.

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[rivaille-13]

By Dawn, I’ll Leave

Chapter: IV - Knowing Things Are Dreadful

Character Pairing: Levi Ackerman / Mikasa Ackerman

Summary: “Is it because of the way she pleads while their bodies are interlaced in the dead of the night? No. He doesn’t think so. Or maybe is it the way she runs her fingers around his scalp, while telling him that she’s sorry, that she only wanted to feel something?”

Link to AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35229649/chapters/102472149

Notes: After five months, I’ve finally updated! Yahoo. Word count is at 7,000-ish. I won’t put warnings, but this is a first-person POV. Please enjoy. If you remembered this story, thank you very much, it is very appreciated. (:

#rivamika #rivamika fanfiction #levi x mikasa #fanfiction #CANON DIVERGENCE

[helena-thessaloniki]

Microcosmos

Cannot wait to start reading this. Microcosmos by the fantastic onigiridorkk. Rated E, babes. 😉 Story summary below! Find on Ao3 here. Kickass author on tumblr here @onigiri-too 🖤

After Eren disappears in Marley, the Scouts have no choice but to go back to Paradis to avoid blowing their cover. Mikasa and Levi both come to new realizations that lead them traveling to Marley together in hopes of bringing Eren home. Mikasa learns the growing pains of falling out of love, and faces the fears of new love. Her love for Eren grows weaker each time she looks at her loving captain — what will happen when they meet Eren face to face again? What will come of Levi and Mikasa's lone adventure to Marley?

Only the stars will lead the way.

"If Eren Jaeger is Paradis' ultimate weapon, then Captain Levi is surely their shield. And a woman like Mikasa Ackerman cared far more about protecting others than of killing enemies across the sea."

(This canon-divergent story takes place after the Scouts spend months living in Marley. Levi and Mikasa have grown closer as soldiers, and possibly as something more in that time. At this time of the story, Mikasa is 23 while Levi is 33. The 104th Scouts entered the military training brigade at 18, then entered the Scout Regiment at 21.)

#rivamika #rivamika fanfiction #rivamika fic recs #CANON DIVERGENT IS MY FAVE

[your-lavender-dreams]

Alright, draft version ready for 6 chapters, almost 40k words so far… And I’m not even halfway through the story 🤭 so it’s turning really long I guess

Oh god, I won’t sleep, but I’ll finish it all. Can’t wait till I feel like I have enough to start posting and not worry that I’ll have to make long pauses in between the updates.

#rivamika fanfiction #underground au

[purpleskiesupwards]

She muttered, thoughts loud in her head, “About that…I don’t see any resemblance between us though…”

“Shame…I could be a better brother to you than that Yeager,” he snickered, a hint of malice laced in his tone.

Chapter 12: Echoes of Duty and Bonds

Levi Ackerman is a teasing little man✌️😉

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[byhimawari]

“Home”

(a RivaMika drabble)

“Make a wish, papa!”

Extended out to him is a little hand holding out a dandelion, the pappus fully bloomed into its puffball nature, loose bristles floating away in the soft spring breeze, a beautiful and carefree sight, just like the bundle of joy that holds it.

She smiles her mother’s smile, an excited glimmer in her eyes that compliments the rosiness of her cheeks, warm and damp from all her frolicking in the vast green fields before them. The young girl tip toes between her father’s legs trying to bring the flower closer to his lips, urging him as she pouts.

“Papa, hurry before the wind blows it away!”

Levi chuckles softly and leans forward to blow gently on the dandelion, the wisps dancing in the air and eliciting chime-like giggles from his daughter’s lips.

“What did you wish for?” She asks excitedly, her curious eyes glistening with so much wonder.

“I can’t tell you, princess,” he wipes some dirt and sweat off her face with his handkerchief, “Otherwise, it won’t come true.”

A long whine escapes her, “Aww, I promise I won’t tell anyone —!”

“Mama, for you!” calls another sweet voice belonging to that of a young boy who comes running back to them from the fields.

Hugging and puffing with a proud and contagious grin on his face arrives the boy, handing his mother a bundle of flowers he had picked from the field himself; excitedly so it appears, as the roots are still intact. Mikasa smiles warmly, stroking his cheek tenderly as she affects his gift.

“It’s beautiful, my love,” she says, her voice soothing and kind, “Thank you so much.”

“I want to get flower for mama, too!” exclaims their pouty daughter in envy.

“Both of you go and gather some more flowers for your mother, then. Let’s see who can get her the most.”

There’s a hint of mischief in Levi’s tone, as he knows just how they will react because, well, they’re his children after all, and if there’s something that they both inherited from him and his wife, it’s their competitive spirit.

“Okay!” Both children chirp before racing off, fusses of who is faster fading into the distance.

Mikasa lets out an exasperated sigh, nudging her husband playfully, “Must you always instigate them?”

“I’m merely giving them more creative ways to bond as siblings,” Levi replies cooly, though with a smug grin pulling at the corner of his lips, “You can’t fault me for that.”

Mikasa could only laugh quietly in defeat, “No, I suppose I can’t.”

“Plus, you deserve more flowers than that,” Levi face softens as he turns to her with that reserved smile of his, taking and stroking her hand comfortingly with his thumb in the pattern she likes, “You deserve a flower field that never ends.”

The glisten in Mikasa’s eyes as she smiles back with a grateful gaze is a reply worth a thousands words. She snuggles in closer to Levi and he instinctively wraps his arm around her shoulder, making the wooden bench they sit upon swing lightly back and forth. Both let out a breath of contentment as they watch their children run and play, chasing one another with flowers in their hands.

The sight warms up Mikasa’s heart like a wonderful dream, except much greater, because it’s no longer just a world built on desperate hope and delusion, but instead a reality — a world where a mother and father can watch their children play freely without the fear of monsters emerging from the woods, a world where the sea is just the sea, and a world where, at long last, 'home’ is definite, always there, always waiting for her, never wavering.

Because home is them.

“Make a wish, Papa!”

“Mama, for you!”

“You deserve a flower field that never ends.”

It will always be them.

Their children’s laughter fills the air as they blow more dandelions into the sky, and its in the very moment she sees them close their eyes to make a wish, when Mikasa finally admits that perhaps, the world isn’t so cruel after all.

"What do you think how life will be if we didn't end up together?" **

Levi smiles and brings Mikasa's hand to his mouth. He kisses their wedding band that is wrapped around her finger. **

"I suppose that's the best part," he says. "We'll never know." **

fin.

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** = lines written by lovely and beyond talented wife @cryinginthebackseat, whom inspired me to write this drabble from just her snippet alone! I love you! ❤️

#rivamika #levi x mikasa #levimika #rivamika fanart #rivamika fandom #mikasa x levi #rivamika art #rivamika fanfic #rivaille x mikasa #rivamika headcanon #rivamika fanfiction #rivamika fic #rivamika drabble

[nuri148]

LOOK AT THIS POINT

No, really, take a look at it.

For at 17:23 CEST, on September 23rd of the Year of our Lord 2023, I have finished the first draft of the 15th and last installment of Clarity.

Peeps, I am grieving.

When I set out to put this story into words, I had never written anything beyond 10K. The idea of doing a chaptered story, a slow burn at that, was so foreign to me. I was convinced I'd either solve the plot in 3-4 chapters or, as it's happened to me in the past, I'd lose faith in the story and ditch it, and it'd become one of those abandoned fics we all hate to love.

It wasn't easy, not just because I'm writing in a language not my own. Some of the scenes I'd played dozens of times in my mind before sitting to write them, and then they would... jut not come out? Emotionally charged scenes drain me; Blorbo's feels are my feels. I felt insecure about a myriad things that I'm not experienced about, or didn't do the research about, or just plain thought were too silly or self indulgent for others to like.

I got caught in the rabbit whole of worldbuilding, and created props and hid them as easter eggs and no one but one person found them but I had a blast anyhow.

I got also caught in the rabbit hole of tea and drank a ridiculous amount of it to create a menu and make it more than just a character quirk.

I had lots of fum coming up with the fake preview posts before every chapter (did you getthe hidden message in the last one? did you?)

Most of all, I rekindled my love of writing and I've found amazing people in the fandom, fellow delulus from all around the globe who support and inspire each other and (gasp!) even liked my fic.

Thank you all who accompanied me in this amazing journey, be it by reading, commenting, kudosing, or just supporting me with likes and reblogs here. Special shout-outs to @chaosisbeauty23, one of the most talented fic writers out there, for sharing so much of my delulu as well as the outlook on life of us the not-so-young ones; @onigiri-dorkk my first fandom friend here, for being a ray of sunshine and always encourage and support fellow fans; @bryhaven (even if idk when you'll read this) for your amazing feedback; @ash-aot for bringing my fic to life with your lovely voice; @binibchielq for creating a safespace for us rm spawnlings; @lucysarah-c for the "aguante" and the fandom talks with Argentine taste; @lividayis for the beautiful fanart you created for my humble story.

The party isn't over yet though! I still have to edit this, as well as a last look at ch. 14 before I upload it, but this is it for this story for now. While I still have ideas in the Clarity universe, I would also like to chase other things and/or take a break. In the meantime, Thank you thank you thank you!!!!

#clarity tea house #rivamika #levi ackerman #mikasa ackerman #rivamika fic #aot fanfiction #levimika #rivamika fanfiction

[aickerman-s]

A Man, in a Bar - Chapter 11: Pumpkin Spice

New chapter just posted! Think of this one as a two-parter - this chapter originally ended up at around 4000 words, so I split it into two just to be consistent. But worry not, the follow up will be posted tomorrow!!

Thanks again to everyone who sticks with this story, and a huge thank you to everyone who takes the time to leave feedback, it means the world to me <3 Hope you enjoy!

C.W. - This chapter begins to describe some of Levi’s war trauma in more detail. Content warning for some fairly mild descriptions of violence and trauma.

#my fics #rivamika #rivamika fanfic #rivamika fanfiction #levimika #levimika fanfic #levi x mikasa

[foxcakesandstories]

Ok, people, I actually thought that this blog was over. (Since it has been deleted several times by the system) But miracles happen! 😅🧡

And also today my friends reblogged my post about the fic on Rivamika that I finished two weeks ago. So I remembered.

Remembered that I wanted to actually write it here earlier. But the blog didn’t work. So I said quite the same words at the end of the fic.

But still I’ll repeat them here.

Sorry for the rant 😅

Last fall I went absolutely nuts. And wrote a 32 chapter fic. Then went even more nuts and translated it into English. 😅

And that experience and then posting a chapter every week - made me so happy. Made me realise so many things that I denied myself. 🌻

I put in this writing so much emotions. That I never thought I was capable of expressing any more.

And that all was possible thanks to good hearted people who inspired me and welcomed me to this fandom, supported me, talking, commenting. I really never deserved such kindness.

I just want to say thank you guys.

Thank you @nuri148 for your beautiful work that really warmed my heart and reminded of two people dear to me. Thank you for the idea that let me “make sense of this story”. For always supporting me and staying with this story, for all the comprehending and sharing emotions. That was gold.

Thank you my dear @byhimawari , for supporting me, for all those long emotional reviews all the understanding. So many times your responses really made me cry with joy 😭🧡

Thank you @callmewhenyouresleepy for all our talks here on tumblr! Thank you for your kind words and compliments. For feeling what I feel about our favourite character 🧡

Thank you @onigiri-dorkk for welcoming me to this fandom. For just being who you are. For supporting me. For all your thoughtful analysing comments! For the shared feelings and thoughts!

Thank you @binibchielq for welcoming me to our safest server! (And I know you already enjoying the story; and I promise to read “when the wind blows”) 😅

Thank you @cryinginthebackseat - for all your kind words about my writing and efforts; for enjoying this story and just being nice to me❤️‍🩹

All the people that gave me “kudoes”, commented and shared their emotions.

And @chaosisbeauty23 🧡 If I never found your works last autumn I don’t even know… I don’t want to think about the universe where I never found them. They taught me so much and helped me heal and revive what I’d thought had been broken for so long. ❤️‍🩹

Love you all. ❤️‍🩹 I’m sad the canon story of AOT ended as it ended. But thanks to it - I found you. And - I guess it’s easy to figure it out - my fic was partly “about all of us”🧡

#fanfiction #rivamika #attack on titan

[onigiri-dorkk]

Happy Fanfic Writer Appreciation Day! 🥰😍

The world of fanfiction has changed my year 🥺 What a wonderful world to venture into. Thankful for EVERY rivamika fanfic writer, new and old, who have contributed amazing stories for us to enjoy and experience! We may have never gotten canon rivamika, but the movies we get to play in our heads through fanfics are priceless. And way better than what we could’ve gotten in canon anyway lol

Shout out to our fandom’s current writers! You know who you are! Go ahead and self-plug/comment a link here with your current fic or one that you’re most proud of so people can read!

If you’re not a fic writer, share some of your favorite Rivamika fanfics 🙌🏽

My top favorites (as you maybe already know) that I always end up recommending to people are:

- The Song Remains the Same by MoraLeeWright

- After the War by loneackerman

🤍

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