#LEVI AS DEATH GAVE ME LIFE

[bloomries]

me? wha- never been jealous in my life—

includes : the demon brothers (lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor).

summary : in which he experience some silly, childish jealousy!

warnings : gn! reader. feelings of jealousy/envy from character.

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── lucifer

You were just taking Lucifer's advice and getting a tutor, you didn't realize it would be such a big deal. Leaning in closer to the demon to better hear him, you suddenly felt a cool grip on your shoulder. Looking up you see Lucifer giving the poor student the death glare. "You're coming with me," His eyes shifted down to you, and you sigh, packing up your stuff.

When you two were out of the library, you pull away from the grip he had on your wrist. Arms crossed over your chest, you eye him up and down before shaking your head. "Are you okay?"

He stiffens at your words, a small scowl forming. You quirk a brow, before coming to a conclusion. "Oh, don't tell me... were you jealous?" Red eyes widen and wings spread out- but you're not impressed by his little intimidation technique.

"Me?" He guffaws, hand placed on his chest melodramatically. "ME? You think I'm jealous? Ha!" He scoffs, and you can only give an incredulous stare. He clears his throat at your lack of reaction. "I am not jealous. That is a ridiculous notion."

"Yeah, okay." You shake your head. "If you were jealous though, I wouldn't be upset. It's actually kind of funny," You snicker, and he glares at you.

"Well, it's a good think I'm not jealous." You just hum, walking alongside him now.

"Riiiight," You glance over at him, before grinning mischievously. "So, who will tutor me now, hm?" Lucifer looks down at you, before not-so-subtly suggesting himself as your tutor. After all, no one is better than him... Right?

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── mammon

"Mammon," You say, your hands cupping his cheek. He looks at you pitifully. If someone were to see his expression they'd surely believe something very serious and heartbreaking was going on. "Mammon, I'm yours."

"Say it again." He pouts, his hands resting over yours. Is he relishing in all your attention now that he's gained it back? Absolutely. Are you growing annoyed at his shamelessness? Absolutely.

"This is the fifteenth time." You sigh, and he just whines. You groan, rolling your eyes before looking him in his eyes again and saying your line with the utmost earnest. "I'm yours, Mammon."

"... Again?"

"Oh my- Mammon, it was a puppy!" Mammon huffs, crossing his arms over his chest and grumbling that it didn't matter what species it was, if you gave anything or anyone more attention than your first man it would be reasonable for him to react in such a way.

Sighing, you reposition yourself on to your knees, now towering over him a little. Cupping his cheeks once more, you pull him into a very passionate, loving kiss- one that, when you pull away, leaves him breathless and dazed.

"Uh... what was... going on?"

"Nothing," You say, pleased, and pressing a kiss to his forehead. "Don't worry about it, okay?"

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── leviathan

"Hey, Levi...?" He tenses at your voice, stiffly turning around in his gaming chair to face you. You hesitate to speak, "Uhm... Do you remember that figurine you bought me?" If he could turn into stone right now, he would. "Well, I accidentally lost it somehow? Have you seen it at all?"

Oh, that was it? Levi lets out a shaky, relieved exhale as he turns back around in his gaming chair. "No, I haven't." This is a lie though, Leviathan had managed to get jealous of the figurine that got to stay in your room, by your side, more often than he, so he may or may not have it in one of his drawers, ready to destroy and torture it.

You let out a whine as you drape yourself against the back of his gaming chair, your hands resting on his chest. "'m so sorry Levi, don't be mad, okay? I'll do my best to find it."

Despite the lump in his throat and guilt gnawing at his heart, he takes your hand and presses a kiss to it. "D- Don't worry about it, okay? I'm not upset!" You peak over the chair to see his expression better and- wow, you really can't see any signs of distress!

"Really? Well, okay, but I'll still look for it!" You cheer, turning his chair around and pressing a kiss to his cheek. "After all, it's an important gift from a very special person~"

Ah, Levi's heart can't handle it anymore- you're too precious, and you just claimed he was a very special person! He didn't need to be jealous of that dumb figurine— don't be surprised if you find the figurine on your shelf later!

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── satan

How did you manage to score better than him in his favorite subject? Satan stares at your paper, which held the higher grade, with the utmost annoyance. A small scowl was forming on his lips as he continued to burn holes into the paper. You furrow your brows, being able to read him easily.

"Uhm, 'tan?" Snapping out of his angered gaze, he looks up at you, and feels a little guilty. You worked hard, you deserve a good grade... Just not better than him. "Are you okay?"

"... Can I read your essay?" You nod, offering him the paper and he reads it over, nitpicking everything- of course he doesn't say it aloud, though can still practically see smoke coming out of his ears. You sigh, "Are you... Jealous?"

His eyes widen and he looks up at from your paper, scoffing in shock. "No, I-... I'm just very proud." His strained smile and sinister aura tell you otherwise. Gently, you take the paper from him and replace it with yourself. Sitting on his lap, you smile down at him.

"I can give you some tutoring lessons, if you'd like." You tease- a very dangerous thing to do considering. Instead of getting more pissed off though, he just stares up at you before chuckling. A reaction only you can pull off.

"Ah, is that so?" He asks, tilting his head. "Perhaps I need it." He glances at his paper, which holds the lower of the two grades. His grip tightens a bit. Well, if playful teasing didn't distract him it seems you'd need to find another way!

And kisses are truly such a wonderful distraction, are they not?

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── asmodeus

Asmodeus is used to others getting jealous of him, or of others being closed to him, but he's never been the one being jealous! It's a very interesting feeling, he'd concluded, as it's hard to breathe and his heart feels like it's getting punched.

Some random demon actually thinks they have a shot with you? It irks him. With a deadly smile, he slinks over to the both of you, before gasping dramatically as he falls against you. "Oh there you are! My beloved, my one and only, my light, my jewel~" He purrs, wrapping his arms around you.

"Oh, hey Asm-" He starts peppering kisses all over your face, and you indulge in them because when Asmodeus is around you truly have no one else on your brain.

Taking a peak, Asmo smirks when the other demon gets visibly uncomfortable and leaves, mumbling embarrassed apologies and curses.

Pulling away from you, you chase after him only to whine when he presses his pointer finger against your lips. He sends you a wink, "Don't worry, you'll receive plenty more later." You nod, taking his hand and smiling gently at him.

"Should we head to class then?"

"Mmhm~" Asmo smiles, proud of himself that you don't remember that nobody from earlier!

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── beelzebub

Beelzebub feels ridiculous, he really shouldn't be jealous but when he sees the way his fellow teammates are staring at you in the stands, that ugly feeling bubbles up in his chest. You're waving at him, smiling so brightly it could blind him!

You then hold out your hand for the players to high five, as a 'good job' for all their hard work practicing for an upcoming game, and the players had lined up ready to receive said precious high five- but before anyone could move another inch, Beel was in front of you and had high fived your hand before taking hold of it, interlocking his fingers.

"Huh? Beel? Are you okay?" You ask, worried. His head is hung, mostly because he's trying to hide the blush that's painting his cheeks and ears. He's a little embarrassed for acting in such a manner. Cold to his teammates, and so quick to take action to make it known that you're with him.

"Yeah, I'm alright," He lifts his head, looking up at you with furrowed brows. "Uhm... Well..."

"Yeah?" You encourage, waiting patiently for him to sort out his feelings. You give his hand a gentle squeeze, reassuring him, and he lets out a weak sigh.

"Keep... Keep your eyes only on me, okay?"

Now it's your turn to blush. A bit shocked by his sudden possessive words- although definitely not upset- you nod. "O- Okay! I will!" You squeeze his hand again before retracting it. "Good job practicing today, Beel!" Ruffling his hair, you can't help but admire that cute flustered expression he holds. Even when he's jealous, he's adorable!

꒰ ✿ ꒱ ─── belphegor

"It was a dreeeam!" You shake his shoulders, and he groans and grunts with each shake. He still refuses to speak, though, and avoids your eyes. He's being so pouty and whiny over nothing!

"Belphie, I swear," You drop him and he lands against his plush pillows. You fall on top of him and he grunts against, damn you. "You're always so mean to me, I didn't even do anything."

"Well in my dream you did." He sneers, holding his nose up high. At least he spoke to you! That's progress! You perk up and scoot closer to his face, giving him your best attempt of puppy dog eyes.

"Belphie I would never, ever entertain someone else!" You assure, "So stop being pouty," You start peppering kiss all over his face. "If I could," You mumble against his skin, "I'd beat up dream me for flirting with someone else and then kiss dream you and reassure dream you."

Belphie's eyes widen and he scoffs. "Oh? So you want to kiss dream me and not real me?" You pull back. Is he... being serious right now? Was he even aware of how many kisses you just planted on his face? Also is he seriously jealous of 'dream him'?

You frown, collecting your thoughts quickly. "No! I mean, if dream you isn't real you, the no I wouldn't kiss dream you! I'm only going to kiss my Belphie!"

He stares at you for a second, before smiling. Ah, it seems you've reached the right answer! Rejoicing in getting Belphegor to not be a whiny demon anymore, you wrap your arms around him tightly and close your eyes. That was exhausting, time for a nap!

꒰ ❀ ꒱ thank you for reading. have a wonderful day, darling!

#obey me x reader #obey me imagines #obey me headcanons #obey me fluff #om imagines #om x reader #om headcanons #om fluff #omswd x reader #omswd imagines #omswd headcanons #omswd fluff #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #satan x reader #asmodeus x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader

[4ttack-ur-heart]

Flock of Birds

Pairing: levi x gn! Reader

Summary: You’re injured, disoriented, and alone in the middle of the forest with your thoughts. The rest of the Levi squad is dead. You’re hoping death comes sooner rather than later, but luckily your Captain finds you in time.

Warnings: angst, descriptions of violence, reader hoping for death, happy ending.

**something to get me back into writing, and apparently symbolism is hard for me to write. Takes place during season 2 and reader is apart of his og squad.

Their relationship can be read as romantic or platonic, it’s not really specified.

The birds never looked so free. A small flock flew above you in the typical ‘v’ form. Sasha said they do that to keep track of each other. To keep each other safe while migrating and make sure no one gets left behind. Were they ducks? No, no, they had to be crows. Maybe they’re- who cares?

You’re mind was fuzzy.

Vision was blurry.

And of course it had to be raining.

But… the sun was out and the sky was clear.

Then why was water running down your face? The slow tickle of the liquid trailed down your face and down your jaw until it fell on your white pants.

Blood.

Oh. That explains it.

How long have you been out here? What time was it.. what day was it?

The ringing in your ear slowly dissipates and your vision starts to clear. You’re sitting down.

Why? Captain Levi gave you and the rest of his squad orders to stop the Female Titan. This isn’t making any sense.

Where was Petra? Eld?

God, your head hurts.

Maybe they found their flock of birds and flew to safety? But without you?

Nothing makes sense.

All you can see are trees, granted you can’t even move your head around fully. But, the Scouts are in titan territory, this was no time to be sitting.

You try to move your legs that sprawled in front of you, but the small movement makes you release a strangled cry.

Oh. It’s all coming back now.

Your squad, no, Levi’s squad… they’re all gone.

The female Titan elbowed you while going after the others. You must’ve hit the tree and only suffered a few broken bones before you went unconscious.

Perfect.

The sun was starting to get lower in the sky and you realize the scouts must’ve made their way back hours ago.

A small and bitter laugh escaped you. This is how you die? Alone and surrounded by the corpses of your comrades? What a sick world.

Maybe, just maybe if you close your eyes, you won’t wake up. The painful yearning for death in your sleep was no more than a miracle. And miracles don’t happen. Not in this life.

No, a Titan is bound to grab you at any moment, squeezing your body in its hand until your bones crack and blood is pouring out of your mouth. Death only comes once its teeth bite down on your skull.

That’s how you’re supposed to die.

Then why weren’t there any titans?

Not that you minded, but it was very peculiar. This was prime Titan country and you should’ve been dead before you’ve even woken up.

A faint noise catches your attention. That sounds like… odm gear.

With your rotten luck, they’ll fly past you, not noticing you’re still alive. Thin tears leaked from your dehydrated body. You’ll have to suffer a cold night by yourself, then get plucked off the ground by a Titan once dawn approaches. If you’re lucky, you’ll die during the night.

“Captain!”

A voice shouted out as the odm gear sounded a lot closer now. It was a female voice.

Was it Krista? No, her voice is too soft.

Sasha? No, it couldn’t be.

“Captain, they’re alive!”

Oh, it was Mikasa. She was cool.

Thumps and the sound of the twigs and leaves snapping as the two made their way over to you.

Which Captain was it?

Wait, wasn’t there only one Captain?

Yes, he wasn’t just your Captain, he was your squad leader.

Your head tilted to the side and through half-lidded eyes, you saw Captain Levi standing there in shock. Mikasa quickly rushes over to you and scans you for any lethal wounds.

“T-they hit their head pretty hard it looks like.” She says with tears brimming her eyes. Levi finally snaps out of it and remembers his authority.

“Scan the area for any Titans until I get them on one of the branches.” Levi crouches down in front of you as Mikasa leaves. “Hey, hey, can you hear me?”

His hands carefully grasp at your face to steady your head. “Y/l/n, I asked you a question.” Your eyes locked with his. The sharp grey eyes bore into yours just like so many other times, but this time you could tell there was a sense of longing and concern within them. Your hand reaches out to grasp the wings of freedom patch on the shoulder of his jacket.

That’s when your emotions took over. Tears leaked from your eyes and you gave out a cry. “I’m s-so sorry, Captain. We t-tried to stop her.”

The disappointment in yourself rang through your body. You were still alive. Everyone else was dead. So why you? You were the first one down and couldn’t even follow your captains orders.

“Shut the hell up.” Levi interrupts your thoughts.

“You’re alive. That’s all that matters.” He breathes out and rests his forehead on yours. “Thank god.”

More tears. “B-but the others-”

“We can mourn when we’re all safe. Right now, we have to get you out of here.”

Levi takes out a roll of bandages and starts to bind them against your head wound. “Don’t die on me yet, kid.”

“I’m only a few years younger than you.” You gave him a weak smile.

“Save your energy, brat.”

There’s the Captain you know.

Once he bandages your wounds, he sets his arms under you to carry you. You let out a small cry at the movement of your leg.

“Shit.” He mutters and moves to take off his cloak. “There’s nothing I can do for the pain. Just hold on until we can get to the wagons.”

“Okay.”

His thumb wipes away a few of your tears and he rips a strip off his cloak and rolls it up. “We can’t have that loud mouth of yours attracting more of those ugly bastards.” He hold it up to your mouth.

“Bite.”

The cloth is pressed between your teeth and acts as a bite guard.

You couldn’t help the muffled groans of pain as he lifted your body up. He tied more pieces of his cloak around you both to act as a harness so you were strapped to his back.

“You alright?” Levi asked once he stood up. He only got a muffled grunt in response.

Without another word, he took off into the trees.

“Mikasa, let’s go! We’re meeting up with the others.”

The other scout soon joined you two and she gave you a worried glance.

Your arms were limply resting around Levi’s neck as he moved and your head turns to the side.

Birds flew next to you.

“To keep each other safe.” Sasha’s voice rang out in your head. “When my dad was teaching me to hunt, I always wondered why birds flew like that, too.”

“Aw, so they’re looking out for each other?” You asked, splitting your slice of bread in half and handing it to her. “That’s cute.”

She eagerly took it, “Yeah! It’s to make sure no one gets left behind and makes communicating easier.”

Who knew one of Sasha’s old stories would play through your mind at a time like this.

Levi landed on his horse and was careful with you and his own injured leg. The forest was becoming smaller and you could see the walls in the distance.

You’re gonna be okay.

Levi’s hand gripped both of yours around his neck and he held the reigns in the other.

Sorry fate, you weren’t getting left behind this time. Maybe miracles do happen. You might have lost some along the way, but the birds must stick together, especially in this world.

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[levitiquee]

I'll follow. (Levi x reader)

"Holy sh-" A curse escaped you when the figure in the hallway caught your eye, jumping on your feet. You clutched your heart, bracing yourself against the wall trying to calm yourself as you looked at him.

"You scared the shit out of me."

Levi turned his head towards you. "You." He said.

"Levi." You gave a slight nod in acknowledgement.

"Nice to see you're alive."

"Nice to see you're walking around."

He cocked an eyebrow.

You sighed. That was too far.

"I'm sorry. It was a joke. A bad, insensitive joke, but it was a joke."

Levi nodded, shifting his weight on his crutch.

"It's been a month. I haven't even seen a glimpse of you till now."

"Eh." You shrugged, walking over to him to stand beside him on the balcony. His eyes followed your movements. He leaned against the wall, relieving the weight off his damaged leg and giving you space. You matched his stance, folding your hand on the railing.

"You do realize you can't stay inside your room forever?" He glanced at you with the corner of his eyes.

You squinted when the afternoon light hit your face. Unused to the brightness as you haven't seen the sun for a long time.

You spent your days in your dorm, curled up in a bed. You slept, woke up, sneaked off to the kitchen and bathroom when needed in odd hours, to avoid the people.

You haven't seen anything really. Or even heard anything. You don't even know about anything that's going on. You're too tired to. You don't even bother turning the lights on in your room.

It was strange, now. Being in your dorm. You tried your best to not think about it much but your dorm was so oddly empty, eerily silent. All your roommates were gone. Sasha and the other girl dead. Mikasa gone to where you have no idea.

Yet, there was a sort of peace in there. A sense of comfort. A shelter from the world outside. You were scared of the cruel reality that waited outside the door. So you made your own solution, you decided to not step out the door at all.

So It's the first time in a month, you caught a glimpse of life outside. It's the first time, you've seen him in a month.

And you didn't even dare admit it to yourself, but maybe...a part of you was avoiding him as well.

But you missed him.

The way he leaned over against the railing for support, how he winced at every slight movement, it sent a dull ache through your heart.

You sighed. "Try me." You said. "I saved the world, give me a break. Also, the doctor gave me bedrest."

"For a week only." He pointed out. "And you didn't save the world alone."

You groaned.

But you knew it was true.

That people wouldn't just let you stay in your room all day. That people weren't taking your isolation too well and there's only so much, your unspoken 'hero of the war' privilege can get you. Sleeping for 1 month straight was just too much.

But generally speaking, you saved the world. You should get to do whatever you want.

"You're gonna lecture me, captain?" You mumble. "I'm too tired to care, I'm afraid."

"Don't talk back. This is unhealthy for you."

"So what? That's my business. Let me rot away to death."

He glanced at you from the corner of his eyes and that look alone erased your attitude.

"Yeah, sorry." You muttered the apology quietly. Old habits die hard. You didn't give two fucks about the authority usually but one glare from Levi was still enough. And as much as you liked fucking around with him, that never changed.

"Horseface told me you've shut everyone out."

You frowned in annoyance. "What, is this a therapy session? Are we going to talk about our feelings and get all sappy?" You said sarcastically.

Again, Levi didn't say anything. Only shot a warning look towards you in response. Seems like he wasn't in much of a mood for your jokery.

And to be honest, you weren't either.

So you sighed.

".. I didn't." You answered quietly. "I'm just tired."

"All you do is sleep." He frowned.

"Yeah but like, I sleep, and then I get tired of sleeping, so I go to sleep again-"

"Why," He exhaled sharply. "Is it so hard for you to just converse like a proper adult without making fun of everything?"

"I don't like serious conversations." You huffed, folding your arms.

"So I've noticed." He sighed.

"Why'd you care anyways?" You muttered under your breath.

Levi pursed his lips.

"I don't." Was all he said.

Silence lasted a couple seconds.

There was something in the air, you could feel it. It was thick and it wrapped around your throat like vice, the pounding in your heart warned you of something to come.

Your eyes flicked to Levi and his blank face, wondering what was going through his head.

You followed his gaze, eyes catching in a field further away. Children played along it, you can just make out the outlines of them.

Happy kids, you thought. They don't have to stand awkwardly besides their captain as he's deep in thinking God knows what.

"Are you.." You asked after a pause. A pang went through your heart, the words stuttering. You hoped he wouldn't notice the slight crack in your voice. "Are you resigning..?" A calmer, more braced tone.

And you knew before he even answered. "Yes."

You nodded.

Your heart twisted itself into a painful lump of knot.

But you understood.

So why did it hurt so much?

You looked up at the sun. You hoped the sun would burn away the tears that was welling in your eyes, you hoped it would burn your soul along with it.

Is this how it ends? How you part ways?

"You're too old anyways." You finally said in a light-hearted voice. Like you weren't fucking breaking inside.

He snorted. "I can be an 89 year old grandfather and I'll still be able to take you down with one finger."

"Uh-huh."

You watched Levi as he fidgeted with his fingers, his other hand going over the bandaged knuckles. You winced at the sight of the missing digits.

"What are you going to do?" He suddenly asked.

"Me?" You were caught off guard. You hadn't expected the sudden steer of the conversation. But you considered, thinking.

I don't know, Levi. You tell me. You wanted to tell him.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do if you're not here.

But you only shrugged. "I was thinking of sleeping my life away. Make up for all the nights I couldn't."

He scrunched his face, clearly unimpressed with your choice of way to spend your life. He looked like he had a lot to say about it but then shook his head, probably realizing it's worthless arguing with you.

"You aren't coming back?" You asked then. More of a statement really.

"Is there a reason for me to?"

Me, you thought.

Say my name.

"I guess not." Maybe you will shrivel up and die.

He wouldn't even look at you.

And seconds passed, seconds turning to minutes.

Your heart beat, pounding with the seconds.

And then, Levi spoke.

"Hey kid?"

"Yeah?"

"Wanna get the hell out of here?"

You stared, eyes wide with confusion. But then his gray eyes locked with yours and you finally, finally realized.

Oh.

Oh.

Relief wrapped you around it's warm, warm embrace. And for the first time in a while, you felt like you could breathe properly.

You nodded. "...yeah."

And then you almost snorted because his face was so very flushed. And somehow you knew, it wasn't the sun.

"Was that a confession, Levi?" You asked after a while, almost tiredly, eyes falling shut.

"...would it be so wrong if it was?" His voice was quiet. So low you could barely hear it.

"No" You shook your head. "No, I suppose not."

He nodded, shoulders slumping. And you wondered if he felt the same wave of relief you felt.

You wondered if he waited all those years for you as well.

"I can't," Levi suddenly blurted out, his tone was hesitant, unsure. "I can't promise you anything, but I swear I'll try. For you. For us."

You swallowed, every word sinking into your skin, healing wounds you didn't even know you had. But you took it.

He'd try. For you, he said.

"I'll go."

Levi looked up.

"I'll go with you. Wherever the hell you want to."

".. you will?"

"I'm your second, aren't I?" You grinned at him, eyes sparkling. "I'll follow you straight to hell if you ask me to. Im stuck with you for life."

And you could've sworn Levi almost smiled. Just the barest hint, but it was there.

"What a pain in the ass." He closed his eyes.

"Hey, you're the one who asked!"

You felt a hand on your hair, ruffling it. The only way he ever showed affection. The ever familiar gesture was comfort. A reminder. You didn't even know how much you craved his touch until he touched you.

You'd be alright, you thought.

You and him.

It'd work out.

You'd be alright.

(kinda inspired by this song lol)

@sad-darksoul @anxious-chick

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[m-jelly]

Levi x Reader - chan but Persephone and Hades story. Like when Reader - chan was scared at first but slowly warmed up to him? (BTW Hades was literally the only guy who was faithful to his wife, Persephone. 🥰) Arigato!!!

A gift of petals

Levi x fem!reader

Gods AU, Hades and Persephone inspired, fluff, romance, falling in love, Gods, powers, becoming a couple.

Levi takes a small break from the underworld by going to the mortal realm. While there, he comes across a goddess he has never seen before. Levi falls for you and wants to know you more, but at first, you are scared of him. He leaves you gifts and tries to talk to you. As time goes on you warm up to the sweet man of death and see he's just an adorable flustered goofball.

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It was nice and warm around this time in the mortal real. The underworld was normally cool and a bit chilly, so a change in temperature was nice for once. There were no expectations for this little holiday, only to just relax and see how humans were living their lives.

The mortal realm seemed more beautiful than it did before, almost like something sweet hand entered the world and gave people hope. As Levi explored he heard people talking about how Spring had changed over the years, like now it was full of love and bursting with hope. Levi noticed it too because the goddess who normally did Spring was a bit uptight, she didn't like many people.

His travels led him to a grand field full of new life. The beauty and care were breathtaking to him. He moved down the hill and took a seat for a moment so he could just take it all in. Everything just moved him, he felt such comfort in this new Spring. He was so curious about who the Goddess was that hadn't stepped foot in the world of the Gods yet.

Levi held his breath when he saw a swirl of thick blossoms and petals, which slowly faded to reveal the most stunning woman he had ever seen. You were so breathtaking wearing a sweet white flowing dress that showed off your chest, as well as your waist. There was a slight pink hue to you as well.

He rose to his feet and moved closer to you. "So cute."

You smiled at your work and made a big oak tree grow tall. "Perfect."

"Hello."

You jumped and squealed at the deep male voice. You shot behind the tree and peeked out at the most handsome man you'd ever seen. "Mm."

Levi blushed hard. "I um...you...you're pretty...uh...I'm Le-Levi. Wh-what's your name?"

"Please don't hurt me."

Levi held his hands up. "I would never. I just want to say hello."

You whined a bit. "I've been hurt before."

"I just wanted to say I love your work. Y-you make beautiful things. A-And you are beautiful." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Mm, very beautiful."

You peered a little more. "You...are...handsome."

He moved closer as your words excited him. "Really?"

You gasped and quickly turned into a huge flower. "Stop."

He backed up. "I'm so sorry." He blushed. "I d-didn't mean to...I uh..." His shoulders dropped. "I'll back off. I don't want to scare you..." He turned and slowly walked away and mumbled to himself. "Everyone is so scared of me."

You turned back and felt so terrible. You could tell Levi was being truthful and that he meant no harm and he was utterly crushed that someone else was scared. So, you did something a little brave. You moved closer to him and with a bit of courage shouted your name at him.

Levi's eyes widened at hearing your name. He turned quickly and locked eyes with you. His heart hammered in his chest as the wind light played with your hair. He admired the sparkle in your eyes, you were adorable to him.

You gulped hard and said your name again. "Th-that's my name. C-Come back again, okay?"

He smiled at you. "I will."

Levi did just what you asked, he came back to the same spot every day so the two of you just got used to the other. You were warming up to him and being less scared and Levi was trying to be less flustered. However, when you both would catch each other's eyes, you would instantly become flustered.

He would bring you gifts, mainly flowers from the underworld that were mostly different shades of blue and black. He would place it near the tree then sit a distance from it and watch you. The two of you would shyly talk now and then.

As confidence grew between the two of you, you both wanted more. It was you who decided to make the next move. As Levi lay back and rested under the shade of your oak, you moved over to him and knelt above his head. You lightly touched his soft raven hair and formed a flower crown.

Levi frowned at hearing your hushed giggles. He opened his eyes and looked up at you. He sucked in the air as his heart raced. "H-Hello."

You smiled softly. "I made you something."

He sat up and turned a little to gaze at you. "Wh-what did you make me?"

You reached over and lifted the crown off his head and showed him. "A flower crown. You're the God of death and the underworld, you're basically king. A King needs a crown."

His cheeks burned. "Th-thank you." He lowered his head. "C-Could you?"

You placed the crown on his head. "A cute king."

He lifted his head and smiled at you. "Thank you." He leaned closer and kissed your cheek, it was pure instinct to do it. He pulled back. "S-sorry if...I should have asked." He blushed when he saw flowers everywhere. "So many flowers. What happened?"

You crawled towards him and kissed him. You pulled back and noticed more flowers around you both. You smiled and kissed him again as Levi sat there blushing hard. "You make me bloom more."

Levi cupped the side of your face. "You make me bloom too. I like you so much. I want you as mine."

You sat on his lap and wrapped your arms around him. You hugged him and hummed in happiness. "I want to be yours."

He caressed your cheek with the back of his fingers as his eyes studied your face. He gasped when you kissed him again. "Y-You keep...you fluster me."

"Do you not like kisses?"

He cupped the side of your face. "I love them." He pressed his lips against yours and then lightly nipped your lip. When your lips parted his tongue slipped into your mouth. He moaned in delight.

You clung to Levi and kissed him back with just as much passion. You adored Levi so much. You couldn't believe that the man you used to be scared of was now always in your heart. You pushed him down against the ground as you kept kissing him.

You released Levi's lips and lay against him as the sun warmed you both up. "I'm happy."

Levi held you tightly. "I want to be with you. I'm worried though."

You leaned up and looked down at him. "Worried?"

"You belong here and I'm from the underworld. You create life and I take it." He sat up with you. "I have to go back to my world. I have a job there." He kissed you. "I will visit you often, I promise."

"I can't go with you?"

He shook his head. "Spring should be here, not in the underworld." He kissed you again. "I want to spend one last wonderful day with you."

Each moment with Levi was blissful. The two of you kissed often, hugged and ran around the field together. For a small moment, you danced under the full moon with whispers of adoration, devotion and love. When it got very late, you held each other on a bed of flowers under your tree.

As morning came, you parted with tears from both of you. Levi left you with love-filled promises and you knew very well he would honour them. However, your longing for the sweetest man in the universe grew. So, you travelled through the lands until you got to the famous river of Styx.

For a while, you pondered on what to send to your lover. So many things raced through your mind, but you knew there was one thing that would hint to him you longed to see him. With a delicate touch, you poured petals into the water and watched them float along and into the underworld.

Levi adjusted his suit and tapped on his smartphone as he gave out orders. He has sent you some gifts, but his heart longed for you. It'd been days since he tasted the sweetness that was your lips and held your warm body. He felt he would go mad if he were not to see you again.

"Sir? There is something in the river."

Levi paused and looked at one of his workers. "Something in the river?"

"Yes."

"Show me."

The worker guided his boss to the river before pointing to the petals gently flowing along. "See? Why aren't they dead?"

Levi's heart raced in his chest. Seeing the petals float along and not be drained of life meant that if you were to be with him, he would not drain you of beauty and life. He ordered for a jar to be handed to him. Once he had the jar, he scooped up the petals and admired them.

"Leviii!"

He looked up at a soft and loving voice calling him. His heart stopped when he saw you standing in the boat with Charon rowing it, a sweet smile on his face and a necklace made of flowers. Levi panicked when you jumped out of the boat early, he feared the river would hurt you because you were so full of life, but you easily splashed around in the river like it was just water and ran over to him.

You giggled as you held your dress up. "Leviii!" You leapt into his arms and squealed in delight. "Levi!"

He held you tightly and sighed your name. "Oh, my love, my darling, my sweet moonlight. How are you here?"

You showered his face with kisses. "I was sending petals to you when Charon came by and asked what I was doing. So, I asked him for a ride. I have no money, so I made him lots of flower gifts!" You grinned. "Doesn't he look cute?"

Charon was talking to Levi's workers and showing off his gifts with pride. "All the mortals will love me and feel comfortable coming with me now!"

Levi held you like a bride. "My sweet love, you are too kind."

You kicked your feet. "I just wanted to see you. I could barely sleep, eat or think without you. You're my world, Levi. There is not Spring and hope without you."

He tapped his forehead against yours. "You belong in the mortal world, not in a cold place of death."

"I belong with you. I will give up everything to be with you."

Levi purred in delight. "Well, I was going to say you belong in the mortal world, not in a cold place of death. However, you will remain here with me because I will never let you go back. You are mine and I am yours."

You felt your cheeks burn. "Levi, I wish to eat the forbidden pomegranate so that I may always be with you." You tilted your head and moved your lips closer. "I know very well it starts with you and your body."

Levi's body vibrated at your hint, you were suggesting that you wanted to eat him. "My darling love, tonight you are the pomegranate and I will eat all of you and enjoy every last drop."

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[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

Stolen | Canonverse Angst Oneshot

✧ word count ➼ 1.3k ✧ notes ➼ canonverse, implied soulmates!au, angst, death, levi being in pain :(, all hurt no comfort, i'm not sorry, idk if this is any good but if i didnt post i was going to rip my hair out plus it gave me an excuse to make some sad sad gifs ✧ warnings: blood, death, canonverse-typical violence, prepare for sadness :)

Even successful expeditions were rarely anything to celebrate. There were generally too many people that died to really make any result worth it. Even if it did technically move humanity forward, the loss of human life always made victory seem somewhat sinister.

This expedition certainly didn't go well, but no one died, which was already something that was practically unheard of. Levi was able to easily account for everyone assigned to his flank, however he had no way of confirming the survival of the soldiers in the left flank—the one you had been assigned to.

Externally, he wasn't too worried. You were capable. Your squad was capable. However, competency and capability could only get you so far. That was how much of an advantage the Titans had over humanity.

Plus, he shouldn't even be having the selfish thought of wanting to immediately confirm your survival. You were supposed to be just another soldier. There was no reason as to why he should prioritize you over anyone else that had come onto the battlefield with him.

Levi sighed to himself as he blatantly told himself that lie. He knew it was a lie. He hated that it was a lie, but your relationship had long moved past the point of being professional.

He remembered the conflicting thoughts that stirred within him when he woke up next to you earlier that morning. The two of you had made a habit of going to see each other the night before an expedition, starting the night off with discussing your shared ire over the world you found yourselves living in before it quickly escalated into another form of stress relief that involved elated breaths and intertwined legs.

You'd see each other, sleep with each other, and then go on your separate ways. This morning was the first one in which Levi didn't immediately leave upon waking. He was usually quick to leave, occasionally electing to avoid staying the night entirely.

The only reason for this was that he didn't want to catch feelings for you. He knew it was a slippery slope, which was why he found himself so pissed that morning when he was forced to admit to himself that he did catch them. He could picture the exact moment that he had realized it. You were stirring in your sleep and a part of him longed for the idea of waking up to that one peaceful moment every day—with the sun shining through the window and you curling up against his chest.

It was just sex at first. It was a good stress relief and you were both easy on the eyes. He had consistently distanced himself emotionally, even on the few occasions in which you would ask him to stay for a while longer on especially stressful nights. He didn't want to get involved in a relationship when either of you could die at any moment, but it was getting harder and harder to stay away from you, and even harder to get himself to leave your bed in the mornings.

Sure, it was just sex—until it wasn't.

It was driving him nuts. He couldn't possibly see himself continuing this friends-with-benefits relationship with you, but he didn't want to cut you off either. He wanted, and needed more.

He had spent the majority of the lengthy ride back to Wall Rose strategizing over how to approach this. Levi had already made up his mind that he was going to bring up the idea of committing. He felt almost pressured to do so. He wanted you by his side, and not just as someone that was readily available whenever he needed to fuck.

He knew some type of celebration was going to occur once they got back to the Walls, given the fact that no one died. It helped keep morale up. He knew you hated how rowdy those could get, so he figured a good opportunity would be to walk you outside to finally have that talk, or maybe he could just go to you as soon as you were back within the Walls and the both of you could spare a minute to be alone.

Levi was sick of waiting and dancing around or avoiding the topic entirely. No matter what happened next, he was determined to show you that your feelings were reciprocated, and not by just a small amount. He couldn't rest until he took that next step to commit himself to being by your side.

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Disaster struck. Of course disaster fucking struck. Levi should've anticipated this the minute he noticed that there were next to no Titans on his side of the travel formation.

There was a stench of blood and death in the air as soon as he reached the rendezvous point. The left flank had been ambushed by multiple aberrants. They were still in the process of searching for and retrieving survivors, but the preliminary conclusion was that nearly the entire left flank was wiped out.

Levi currently stood still, his eyes falling on a drape that covered a suspiciously familiar looking body. He was standing only about a foot or two away, with his hand hovering over the corner. All he had to do was lift it to confirm whether it was you or not, but he already knew.

The longer he held off from confirming it, the longer he could continue telling himself that you were okay, and that he can still hold onto the hope that he would still get that chance to tell you what had been brewing underneath the surface.

He took in an unsteady breath and forced himself to grab onto the drape, trying to contain his shaking.

Levi took an unsteady step back, dropping the drape as soon as he came into contact with your eyes, now lifeless.

Every single shared (and occasionally stolen) moment with you flashed through his mind. Those lifeless eyes of yours were once filled with mischief, pain, lust, glee, and hope. He remembered how annoyed he'd get with your tenacity, and how that tenacity ended up contributing to the fact that you were the only person that he felt like could really be competent on the battlefield against the Titans. Your competency was why, even after countless failed expeditions, his faith in you to make it back to the Walls was unwavering.

You had become an odd source of comfort for him. Even when he was actively denying his feelings for you, there was still a huge part of him that would feel safe around you. When he was with you, he wasn't Humanity's Strongest, he was just Levi, and that made you a source of stability in his life that he had been lacking elsewhere.

From the minute that he set eyes on you after you joined the Scouts, he knew that something was different about you, and that there was something drawing him to you. He avoided admitting it for years, and now that he did admit to it, it was too late.

A dark, but unreadable expression fell over Levi Ackerman's face.

He knew.

He had known this for years. He knew that his curse was that the moment that he decided that he wanted something was the exact moment that he lost it.

He knew that you were supposed to be here with him, alive and well, and not as a mangled corpse that resulted from their war with the Titans.

He finally recognized that it was you that was supposed to be by his side, but not in this lifetime—not anymore.

Your life—the life the both of you were supposed to share—had been stolen from him in the blink of an eye.

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[saucymalum]

Mountain Out Of A Molehill - replaced!mc au

Obey Me brothers x reader (relationships not really defined)

Word Count: 3,200

Summary: When the boys start pulling away and refuse to tell you why it only makes sense to pull away too. But when you decide to leave the Devildom will they be too late to apologize and explain?

Warning: Hella angst (happy ending bc I can't handle the sad endings), misunderstanding/miscommunication, replaced!au, my goal was that the mc wasn't a push over....idk if I succeeded

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It hadn't been long since the new exchange student had come in. Only a couple of months. A couple of months of a slow decline of your relationships with the brothers. They slowly started leaving your texts on read, only to be found an hour later in a cafe or bookstore with the new student. Mammon would ask them for help distracting Lucifer. Satan would ask for their help pranking Lucifer. Asmo would ask them for their opinion on his outfit. The ache in your chest was so strong and so heavy. At some point, it was just impossible to deny it. You had been replaced. 

It was honestly a stab to your pride looking at the fondness that poured from Lucifer's eyes when looking at them. Ironic isn't it? The avatar of pride destroying yours.

You understood, really, it's nothing new to say that when you meet someone new it's exciting. The truth is you could hardly fault them. The new student was a fast friend for you too. So you stayed back, you continued to bring Lucifer coffee in the middle of the night and pet Belphies head as he slept. But then the days got later.

6 months had passed since the new student arrived. 6 months of subtly being pushed away until you just felt numb. You'd wake up before Lucifer and leave for school before the brothers had left their rooms. You'd make it home before the brothers and if you ever wanted to leave after that? Well, you'd just have to come to terms with the fact that they weren't hounding you about where you going much anymore. On the rare occasions where one or two brothers would join it was obvious things weren’t the same. The distance was easy to see.

It's not like they were mean, far from it actually. Simply indifference sat behind their eyes. But nothing further. Levi would ask them to be player 2. Beel would share food with them. Not you. No fights over you, no conversations. You sat silently at the dinner table. No one noticed. It was like you were only roommates. That’s what hurt the most. 

You were plagued with thoughts. Haunted with the question of how the new student was so much better, because if the brothers didn’t hate you then that was the only reason. You were no longer special. 

And then the anger surfaced, a wrath that could rival Satan. You wanted to rip the door off its hinges and scream. Desperate for someone to blame. You blamed yourself, you blamed the new human student, you blamed Barbatos for never telling you the utter heartbreak you'd go through just a year after you'd met him. But ultimately you blamed the brothers, each and every one of them. 

You gave everything you had to them, heart, soul, mind, life. And not long later you’re regarded as expired food. No. You’re worse. Beel would still eat expired food. 

It took months to love them and it took months for them to trust you. A "Lowly, weak, insignificant human" they'd call you. Death is always around the corner. And just a couple of months go by for them to fall at the new student's feet. 

It got to be too much, you'd drift between Purgatory Hall and the Demon Lord's Castle. Every week, anything to not have to look at them. Simeon tried, he really did, to give you some semblance of the relationships you lost. Luke was ready to fight 7 of the most powerful demons in the Devildom. 

And thats when you decided to leave. You missed the sun rising and setting, you missed the seasons. You missed them. And two of those you could get back. If you just left the others behind. You talk to Diavolo and Barbatos and then you came up with a plan, leave Purgatory Hall, go to the Hall of Lamentation after the brothers have left, gather your things, and wait for dinner. It was a long waiting game, your heart bursting out of your chest at any unusual sound. 

Everything was packed in suitcases when you walked back down the halls, staring at the crack on the ceiling from that one time Lucifer didnt tie Mammon up right and he fell. You longed to be able to go into Lucifer's room one last time but it was long before you left when he replaced the curse not allowing you in. You walked into Lucifer's office and you just sat, breathing in the lingering scent of ancient books and stale black coffee. You looked all around longing to go back to 8 months ago, but you just wanted to go home. Hours after you packed up you found yourself back in your now empty and lifeless room. You sat in the middle of the naked bed in your bedroom, tears streaming down your cheeks.

Heart tearing into shreds, every scar that had appeared was ripping open. Salty tears overflowing your palms and dripping down your wrists. You stared at your suitcase, sat nicely in the corner waiting to roll out of the place you called home for almost 2 years. You didnt know how long you sat there or when the brothers got home, you had long dried of tears when the knocks came rapping on the old wooden bedroom door. You quickly walk into your bathroom hoping whoever it was wouldn't care enough to search further. 

"Y/N? Lucifer wants to know when youre starting dinner!"

Of course he'd send them. Too busy to ask you his damn self. Not even bothering to ask why you're home again.

They call your name one more time before turning the knob and walking in. One more strained call of your name leaves their mouth before running footsteps sound down the hall. 

They call out to Lucifer saying you left. It's cute, they almost sound panicked.

In hindsight, you probably could have used that panic of the new student as a distraction but you were exhausted. All the tears taking the energy and pulling on your eyelids. You take a moment to try to hide in the bathroom.

You could hear everything, all 7 brothers and the new students' footsteps rushing into your old bedroom.

"Where'd Y/N’s things go?" Mammon asked.

A slap sound echoed against the walls and a yelp. "Obviously, they put them in the suitcase dumbass!" Levi yells. 

Still, after everything the cruel names at Mammon make you want to resort to violence.

"Wait so Y/Ns leaving!?" Asmo almost shrieks.

"Why?" Satan asks 

The bathroom doorknob jiggles and a part of you wants to lock it with a charm but then they'll know youre in here.

Hesitant footsteps walk in and your heart sinks. 

A shakey voice calls out, "Y/N I know you’re in here please come out so we all can talk." Lucifer says.

Lucifer, avatar of pride, shaking at the thought of you leaving? No, impossible, can't be.

But maybe? His breath gets just barely shakier and you step out of hiding. Tear streaks and raw cheeks are on display. You put on a brave face but it was obvious you were hurting.

“What?” You ask, trying to seem unbothered by the intrusion but you just sounded defensive.

“What? Seriously? Do you have nothing to say to us Y/N?” 

You carefully walk around the group and clutch onto your suitcase handle, “Why should I give any of you an explanation when none of you have had a real conversation with me for months? Why should I owe any of you anything?”

"What are ya talkin' bout, Human?" Mammon asks.

You look up into his eyes and you can tell he's not happy about this decision. But they could have stopped this. It's not like you were asking them to only care about you. Or to ignore their lives. You just wanted them to see you.

You wanted Luci to check on you at night when you're studying and bring you a snack. You wanted to have a baking night with Beel where he'd eat all the batter before it even made it to the oven. You wanted Satan to read you to sleep. Or for Mammon to sit on your bed whining that studying sucks and that he shouldn't have to because of his new money-making scheme.

It's not a lot to ask for Asmo to do your makeup and have a weekly spa day like you used to. Or for Belphie to still take comfort in you and sleep on your lap during movie nights. And Levi never needs a player two these days. You wanted them to love you again.

So you’re just left, not even cast out. Just invisible. But now that they see you…you’re mad. 

It took you to almost leave and now they're upset. Almost begging for an answer.

"What am I talking about? None of you have had a genuine conversation with me in months. You all want to be around the new student but did any of you realize that I was being pushed away? Did any of you realize that you stopped caring where I went every night? I tried to talk to you about it but I just got talked over. And at one point, I just gave up. I'm not an exchange student anymore. I came back and I can leave. So I will."

 

You clench your fist around the suitcase handle so hard I might just break it.

Lucifer steps closer to you and the others stood behind him, “You can’t just leave, Y/N. You’re the human ambassador, you have a job here.”

You scoff, “Is that all you care about? How this will look on your reputation, no, on Diavolo's reputation? I should’ve expected that.” 

Lucifer's eyes widen and for a second he looks…scared? But his face quickly goes blank.

“I’ve already made arrangements with Barbatos and Diavolo for me to leave so if you think that argument with somehow persuade me you're wrong. Now, if you’ll excuse me I have to go.” 

“No, you can’t!” 

Your head snaps back and you see Levi pushing passed Lucifer, “You can’t leave!”

You scan his face, trying your hardest to look indifferent but you can feel it slipping. “Why?”

“We didn’t mean do! We thought you didn’t want us smothering you so we backed off. I’m so so sorry.”

There the last of your indifference goes. “What are you talking about?”

"This is my fault." All the brothers turn to face the door and reveal the exchange student. None look nearly surprised enough by this confession.

They twiddled their thumbs and look to the floor. Even though they look so small, them trying to see innocent boiled your blood just a bit.

“What do you mean?” You ask.

"Remember when we had that conversation during our studying session? How you were saying it was getting annoying to have to be guarded all the time and not have alone time?"

You tentatively nod waiting for them to continue. Satan picks at his cuticles and Beel looks oddly nervous.

"Well I told them that, and at the time I didn't know you didn't mean it. Not totally at least and then…" they trail off.

"So we gave you more privacy…and freedom," Belphie says something for the first time

You step back to look at all of them, " So you're telling me that one one-off comment I made amongst all the times I said how much I loved all of you and how you didn't need to change…made you treat me like a ghost?"

"It hurt, I think that's why we never listened…we were hurt," Beel says.

"We were all hurt." your eyes look up into Asmo’s champagne eyes," And we should've asked, especially after all you've done and all we've been through. We're so so sorry." He wraps his arms around you but you remain stiff, unsure what to think.

Asmo releases you and you see Lucifer looking at you again, “We are sorry.”

You never thought you'd see the day Lucifer actually apologized for something.

"But-what about Lucifer's door? I used to be able to get in but it won't let me in. And Levi, you never ask me to play anymore. Beel, you share your food with them, you never do that. Satan you've been asking them for help pranking Lucifer. It doesn't make sense."

Lucifer steps closer to you and you look into his beautiful crimson eyes, they soften when they meet yours. "Mammon," his eyes shift to the demon and glares, "found out that if he brings an item that means enough to you it unlocks my door."

"Like those voice unlock diaries?" You ask without remembering you’re talking to a bunch of demons. They all look at you in confusion.

"I guess I forgot to inform you, love. I've been trying to find another spell that would work but nothing does unless you want to prick a finger every time you want to enter."

You look to the others, hoping they'll explain your other questions. 

"Lucifer wouldn't suspect them, besides you said you didn't want to be involved if itd affect your relationship…and they would," Satan said.

"They've been helping me beat the level we got stuck on. You gave up but I didn't. I'd like to play it with you but it got boring." Levi grumbles.

You look to Beel, "You said I had to get better at sharing. Im trying." He whispers and…you did say that, didn't you? 

“But what about Belphie usually you sleep in my room or on me. You haven’t been? Or Mammon, you’re always distant when you would go out with me, you never hang out with me anymore. And Asmo, you never invite me over for makeovers or spa days like you used to.”

Belphie looks into your eyes sadly, “You haven’t been home for a couple of months, I sleep here a lot.”

“More like every night,” Levi grumbles.

“Mammon?” 

“If ya didn’t want to be smothered I thought you wouldn’t want me around since I’m ya know…always around.”

Asmo wraps his arms around you out of nowhere, startling you a bit but you can’t help but melt into the affection “I didn’t want to ignore you! You’re my beautiful Y/N! But they said you probably wouldn’t wanna do our spa days anymore.” 

You slowly step away, all the new information sinking in and your bones chill a bit. “You all took one comment and used it to isolate me so far to the point my heart is broken and I almost left my home. This was a misunderstanding and I know that but you all should have known better. This will not be easy to fix.”

“We’ll do whatever it takes to make it up to you Y/N. “ Satan says and they all, including the exchange student, nod.

You bite your lip nervously and scan all of their eyes. "You should've asked." You hesitate for a second, “But I’ll stay if you won’t do that shit again.”

A chorus of ‘We promise's fill the room and you can feel parts of your heart pull together but it will be a while before it’s whole again.

"Does this mean I don't have ta avoid Y/N anymore?" Mammon asks.

Involuntarily your lips curl up, "No Mammon, you don't."

He lets out a groan and pulls you into his arms, "Finally! I missed ya."

He goes ridged and pulls back, quickly backtracking his words, " I-I mean not like MISSED ya just like I dont like when I can't do my job and I couldn't-"

"Mammon?" You cut him off.

"Yeah?"

"I missed you too." And pull him back into the hug before he could say more.

“Hey! We missed Y/N too!” Asmo whines and pulls me into his arms, inevitably bringing Mammon with me.

All the brothers, including the ever-composed Lucifer, join in for the hug, and for the first time in months there's laughter in the House of Lamentation.

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Mammon, Belphie, and Levi have fallen asleep on your bed, Beel was left sitting asleep on the floor after a TV marathon. Lucifer had reluctantly gone back to his office and Satan had gone back to his room with Asmo getting his beauty sleep in his room. You had called Barbatos earlier to tell him you were no longer leaving. 

You sigh as the credits roll once again and look to your bed from the desk chair your sat on. Despite the pleas from the brothers you didn't really wanna be suffocated in a cuddle pile. With no room left on your bed, you turn off the TV and head to the living room.

 Opening the doors you see the other exchange student sitting on one of the couches hunched over and clutching a mug.

Taking in a deep breath you wondered if you were mad at them or just mad at what happened. As you look at them you come to the realization it's both. They didn't have the right to speak for you and pretend for months that they were innocent every day you saw each other at school. When you would tell them the brothers were avoiding you, how much it hurt. It may have started innocently but they took advantage of it. 

With determination in your steps, you approach them and their eyes look up at you. A heavy breath leaves their lips and they almost look pitiful from the guilt in their eyes.

"Y/N… I didn't want to interrupt but I'm so sorry."

You sit in an armchair next to the couch and level with them, "You're sorry?"

They nod and you scan their face for a second, "What exactly are you sorry for?" You ask.

"I'm sorry for telling them, I know it wasn't my place."

"So you aren't sorry for pretending it wasn't your fault that they were avoiding me? You aren't sorry for telling Asmo I didn't want spa days anymore? Or taking advantage of the time they didn't spend with me?" 

They look at you shocked and frozen. They flounder for a while but you don't give them time to find an excuse.

"I don't really care why you did it. If you ever try to separate me from them again they won't take it lightly anymore and neither will I. It would benefit you to remember that they are seven of the most powerful demons and I am not just a human. We aren't friends and I do not value your company anymore. You betrayed my trust and used me. Don't do it again, this is a special opportunity so don't waste it."

You rise from your chair leaving them behind, scared and guilty. You forget about sleeping on the couch, not wanting to be around them after all your anger surfaced the more you spoke. 

As you got back to your room to see four of the boys in your room you decide that a cuddle pile sounds like exactly what you need after these past six months.

Climbing in bed Mammon wraps his arm around your waist, holding himself to your back and you grab Levi's hand. If you make any more contact you worry he may implode. You sigh and relax into the affection you so desperately missed and you can feel more of your heart piece back together.

And if in the morning you see the new student eating breakfast alone and Lucifer smirking you don't question why.

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[crisalidaseason]

I was rewatching attack on Titan and got to season 3, episode 69 I think (the one where we learn the story of Kenny Ackerman).

Despite me loving that episode I never noticed that Levi spent his entire life wondering if Kenny was his father. When he finds Kenny on the verge of death, he asks what's important to the mission first and then asks the big question about the possible fatherhood.

When Kenny answers that he is Kuchel's brother you can see Levi gets even more mad when he finally says "that day, why did you leave me?". Because he expected a deadbeat dad, but it must hurt to learn your uncle didn't care for you at all.

But what hurts me way more is that Kenny says "I couldn't be someone's dad" and proceeds to slam the titan serum on Levi's chest, giving it to him...the serum Kenny spent years looking after, that he considered to be his life's dream. The serum he was gripping even on his death, he gave it to Levi.

My interpretation is that Kenny, in some deep part of him, cared for Levi but never wanted to be a part of his life (for many many reasons). In the end, Kenny giving him the serum and finally answering Levi's life long question seemed to be almost like a "it's the least I could do for you"

Now, this could be me reading too much into it, but the way I see is that Kenny was always a family man (in his twisted way, of course).

1. He became this notorious murderer because of the persecution of his family and underground life, there is a deep connection between his killcounts and Ackerman persecution.

2. There was no hesitation when he made an agreement with Uri because it freed the Ackerman's from said persecution.

2. As soon as he learned the Ackerman's would be somewhat free he went to visit his sister (who was already dead unfortunately) most likely to tell her the news.

3. He mourned Kuchel on his emotionally stunted way, but you could see it was mourning. The slow drop to the floor, the hat in front of the eyes. That was a mourning brother right there.

3. He feed and taught Levi. He could have left him to die, but maybe in respect for Kuchel he decided to give the boy a chance at survival. And when he noticed Levi could survive on his own, he left. He is a murderer, seeing death is normal for him, he must have seen so many children die of starvation before, he could just leave Levi there to die but he didn't

Now attention: I am not romanticizing Kenny's actions. He is a murderer, he did neglect and abandon Levi, he tried to kill Levi during S3. He is in no way a good person, but I can see the complexity and nuances of his life and behavior.

#Kenny ackerman #kenny #levi ackerman #levi #levi aot #attack on titan #aot season 3

[levmada]

Hi Kane!

I don't know how I can express how amazing & fascinating your post about Levi's mental health is!

Every aspect of it was really interesting, but regarding his relationship issues/shortcomings specifically, how was he able to become close to Farlan & Isabel in your opinion? Their relationship seems crucial to me for the evolution of his interactions with others later on. The fact that, despite all the trauma & issues he experienced, he could form this first bond since his mother's death (and to some extent since Kenny) probably allowed him to build relationships within the Survey Corps.

I'd love to read your thoughts about it (no pressure though, feel free to ignore my rambling)

this isn’t rambling at all!! since you bring it up, i wish i delved deeper into this. i was too focused on kenny (aka levi’s loneliness and suffering)

i'm kind of worried this turned into a bigger analysis of Levi's character more than psychology, but I think I said most of what I wanted to in the original post. This definitely covers how he bonded with his friends -> why they let him continue to bond with others

*sorry this will be quite a bit of speculation seeing how veryyy little we know about Levi, Farlan, and Isabel's history*

(also, i'm going with the manga's version of events because it's more fleshed out)

I'll reiterate this first:

It’s not that Levi feels as detached as he looks, but he doesn’t know how to express himself or open up.

The Underground’s environment also makes him socially awkward, rude, of course stoic/not very expressive, and blunt. Levi was forced to become extremely observant of people to suss out their intentions, remaining vigilant of his surroundings at all times.

Before anything else, it's easy to confirm Levi met and joined up with Farlan before rescuing Isabel off the streets. Because of Farlan, there came about "Levi's" gang (Farlan seems to run it in all the meaningful ways), which necessitated members, and gave Levi/Farlan the means to help the helpless like Isabel (but more on that later).

Farlan and Levi met when Farlan approached him in order to rough him up, and if he was any good at defending himself, he'd have him join his gang. Levi of course cleared all of his attackers, which stunned Farlan. He would do anything to get him to join, even though Levi heavily distrusted him now.

So you would think Farlan doesn't have a chance in the world knowing Levi's history with betrayal.

At some point, Farlan's gang turns on him. Likely because, since Farlan couldn't get Levi to join them, he opted to join Levi and asked the others to do the same.

(I loveee that idea, but that aside) This should speak to what Levi desires more than anything at this point in his life: Kenny really didn't abandon him that long ago, and up to now Levi knows nothing but the suffering of the Underground as far as how the world simply is as a whole.

He is suffering for literally no reason. But, it's not because he was lonely he let Farlan in as much as to have a use for his strength, because in Levi's mind, that's his only use. For many years he's acted "selfish", using his strength only for himself and rotting in hopelessness, so it makes sense to be desperate to break free enough for Levi to (as suggested) cave and let Farlan be his companion in short time. Especially as Farlan gave Levi such a huge amount of "praise"—as Kenny would give Levi—by dropping his own gang and wanting to join with him because of that strength.

Farlan is also much more of a leader, whereas Levi is the opposite, which is true throughout all of canon (not that he can't lead of course). He doesn't plan on the level of Hange nor Erwin, only giving suggestions, and spends the vast majority of the time as a soldier fighting and following orders. So Farlan gave him some stability, even if subconsciously.

Looking through the frame of why Levi chose this bond as—assumably but likely—the first since his mother's death and Kenny's abandonment of him, it's quite immature. Levi didn't need Farlan for any practical reason, and he only seemed to be concerned with survival (not garnering support to reach the Surface). Even though Farlan was untrustworthy, Levi was attached to the need to be needed. Farlan shouldn't have cared for Levi as a person yet, nor showed the goodness Levi would be attracted to, but Farlan did "praise" him, and show he was willing to make an enemy out of his friends to join, so Levi was willing to go with him on that basis.

This certainly speaks to Levi's emotional immaturity, and loneliness.

But he now has some reason to have his strength, which is to protect and support his friend, and with Farlan's proposal about gathering other members, supporting and protecting others.

This leads into Isabel's introduction.

Farlan, before going to the Surface, is frustrated that Levi and Isabel only seem concerned with "dragging everyone else down to where they are" (Isabel who wants to kill, seemingly, the people who have hurt her; Levi is skeptical about Farlan's plan to join the Survey Corps and go Aboveground because it seems to good to be true/could put them all in danger). Farlan is empathetic (Levi wouldn't be with him if he wasn't...), but he's too self-interested to propose rescuing children in order to make them stronger as a group.

So, Levi most likely did make that proposal.

I think that Isabel embodies everything good about the world to Levi. She's so earnest, and pure, and hopeful. There are many moments where Levi looks at her fondly, and when he teases her and she gets upset, he makes sure she knows he was joking.

She embodies what the Scouts believe in too, and she comes to believe in their cause first out of the trio.

As such, Levi will go to absolutely any length to protect her. The first thing he did after Isabel came back one night after being attacked was track her attackers down and kill them. I wager Levi really does see her as his little sister, like she does her big brother.

All of this taken into account, it makes sense that Levi shot down Farlan's idea of joining the Survey Corps in the beginning, suddenly asked them to find an excuse not to go on the expedition, and killed Isabel's attackers on the spot—Levi is extremely protective of them both. Not only in preserving their lives, but making sure they're living good lives.

But that said about Isabel, Farlan, and Levi's moonlight chat, it goes differently in the manga (although the character and relationship beats are the same). The main conflict of this scene is that Levi keeps defying Farlan, especially as it has to do with Levi's need to kill Erwin (I think Levi feels the same ferocity about this as killing Zeke, which says a lot about Levi's immaturity of the past compared to his righteous anger later.)

Which reflects none of the humanity Levi feels nor his desire to help others. Levi doesn't process it in that way... but he puts aside his pride, and decides to trust Farlan in hopes of living on the Surface with his friends; he won't kill Erwin, at least for the time being.

At this moment, he trusts his friends. On the expedition when he separates from Isabel and Farlan, he trusts himself.

Levi's trust would go on to be broken, but it's remarkably important that Levi doesn't blame himself for Isabel and Farlan's deaths—like he blamed himself for his mother's, and for Kenny's abandonment of him.

Erwin is the reason for Levi's cycle of hopelessness and desolation was broken. (Not to get too far away from psychology, but :')) He gives Levi a common enemy and reasons to fight against it, and for the sake of others.

As when Levi met Farlan, and Levi joining the Survey Corps, it's the same. This means putting his strength (himself) to use, not just for friends, but for the best cause in Levi's mind, because of his friends.

That is, what the Scouts pursue, freedom, is the greatest "goodness" in the world to Levi. Devoting his heart to make a life outside the Walls, so that no one has to live like he had in the Underground, and making others feel safe. The end goal is sickeningly idealistic, but worth the hearts the Scouts give.

Erwin makes Levi realize that for once it's not himself he has to blame. Farlan gets Levi to recognize the importance and what he has to gain from trusting his comrades. Isabel becomes something of an accidental martyr that gives Levi an even bigger reason to join the Scouts in the first place.

It's certainly not the case that Levi connects with his comrades easily, or with many if at all, but Isabel and Farlan's importance is unquestionable in that.

Most pertinently, as one of the central themes of Levi's character, he internalizes trusting his comrades and trusting in himself. (Levi can't know what the right choice is, but nonetheless...)

#ps Farlan is also the one that tells Levi to “be nice” and talk to Hange lol. it's a small thing but a big push for levi who'd totally been #separating himself from the scouts emotionally at that point but #had his interest piqued when erwin told him how well he fought and how the others will feel safe w him there #on further reflection levi definitely as a praise kink what the fuck #levi aot #snk levi #levi rivaille #rivaille ackerman #rivaille heichou #captain levi #captain levi ackerman #attack on titan levi #aot levi #levi heichou #levi attack on titan #levi ackerman attack on titan #aot meta #attack on titan

[lancermylove]

Chapter 5 (N.SFW)

➣ Pairing: Demon brothers, Royals, Solomon with fem!Reader. ➣ Warning: N.SFW ➣ Word Count: 2,361 ➣ Chapters [SFW]: [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9][10][11][12] ➣ Chapters [N.SFW]: [1][2][3][4][5][6][7][8][9][10][11][12]

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It was one of those rare occasions where you woke up with an energetic smile and took a deep breath of the fresh morning air as the sun kissed your skin. Was the spirit of the holiday, or maybe the previous day you spent with Levi? You weren't sure, but you giddily opened your bedroom door and skipped into the hallway. Sadly, not everyone was having a great morning, especially not Lucifer.

Lucifer's eyes darkened in the dimly lit hallway like two pools of pitch-black ink when his gaze met yours. His stern and prideful expression was now painted with weariness, his movements slow and sluggish, as if he was struggling to stay awake and function. He was a shadow of his former self, a hollowed-out shell of himself. He barely seemed to acknowledge you, as if he was too tired to do anything but simply exist in that moment.

"Lucifer, you don't look so hot," you whispered, bewildered. His eyebrow slightly raised at your choice of words, but he didn't tease or reprimand you.

"I should have suspected Satan's intention when he offered me a cup of coffee. Yet, I foolishly accepted," he explained in a dull tone but revealed none of his underlying emotions. "I believe he wished to temporarily cease our discord. Alas, he proved me incorrect. The coffee contained half a bottle of caffeine pills."

"Half a bottle...!?" You gasped. If Lucifer had been a human, he would have been in the hospital fighting between life and death. A lingering sense of guilt gnawed at the back of your mind. While you wanted to apologize to him and take partial responsibility for the prank, you feared incurring his wrath. So, you gave him an empathetic smile, "Why don't you return to your room and rest. I can bring your breakfast there."

"Thank you, (y/n). I would appreciate that," Lucifer chuckled, his dull gaze softening for a split second. But he didn't allow you the pleasure to see his tender gaze for long and walked back into his bedroom.

As you entered the kitchen, you noticed Solomon on one of the bar stools, staring absentmindedly out the glass patio doors. Was the sorcerer also having a bad morning? He didn't allow you to ponder that question for long and turned his attention in your direction with a warm smile. "Good morning, (y/n). Did you rest well?"

"I slept like a baby," you giggled and placed a marble tray with gold handles on the kitchen island. Solomon's azure orbs followed your movements as you arranged breakfast on the tray, ensuring every item was symmetrically aligned. The sorcerer raised his eyebrows at your precision and couldn't help but wonder if you were a perfectionist.

"(Y/n), does everything have to be perfect?" He questioned, his voice holding undertones of amusement.

"If this breakfast was for me, then no. But it's for Lucifer, so yes, everything has to be perfect," you chortled.

"Lucifer?" He muttered under his breath and sighed. "(Y/n), while I understand you care about the brothers, you need to think about yourself."

"Think about myself? Solomon, I am not going to war for Lucifer; I am only bringing him breakfast." His words were an overreaction to you, so you quickly brushed them off. Although, somewhere deep down, you knew the sorcerer disliked you spending copious amounts of time with the brothers, but you weren't sure for what reason.

"I am not talking about you serving him breakfast, (y/n). I am well aware something is going on behind the scenes," he said firmly, but his words were not harsh or angry. "Your behavior around Lucifer and Barbatos, Diavolo's discomfort around Lucifer, Barbatos and Lucifer's stare-offs - I have noticed them all."

You felt like walls were closing in around you, like your secrets were precariously perched and on the verge of being exposed. Against your will, your heart rate increased while your palms grew clammy. Noticing this, Solomon smiled slightly, "I have no intention of prying into your decisions. I am bringing this up only because I am worried about you. The brothers are adults who can handle their own matters, so you don't need to stress yourself every time for their sake."

Since when had the sorcerer developed this side? Was it always there, and you never noticed it until now, or had something changed in him? Regardless, Solomon's reassuring and surprisingly kind words soothed your tension instantly. With a firm nod, you flashed a sweet smile, "I will be at home today, so I will get some rest."

"Is that so?" Solomon chuckled, tussling your hair slightly. "Well, in that case, I will devise a plan to take everyone out of the house so you can rest without interruptions."

Though Solomon asked you to rest, you were bored out of your mind and went downstairs to find it surprisingly quiet. The stillness of the moment was almost picturesque, creating an atmosphere akin to a painting on the walls. The only sound filling your ears was the melody of your own thoughts. Had Solomon actually managed to convince everyone to go out together? How? The sound of distant rustling from Beel and Belphie's room snapped you out of your thoughts.

"Hey, Belphie. Where is everyone?" You asked, startling him.

"You stayed back?" Belphie asked, surprised. "Solomon invited everyone to go to some winter wonderland or something like that. I thought you went with them."

"Wait, he managed to convince Lucifer to go? How?" You were intrigued by the sorcerer's ability to change the Avatar of Pride's mind. But you knew he either used manipulation or verbal trickery.

"Solomon said if Lucifer stays back, he will accompany him. Then they can have a nice, long chat about why Lucifer won't make a pact with him," Belphie chuckled.

Verbal trickery, it was, but you were thankful to the sorcerer for keeping his word. As you pondered this matter, your gaze fell on the youngest brother's bed to find ornaments, string lights, ribbons, and garlands laid out. "Are you planning to decorate the tree, Belphie?"

He nodded, "I want to get it over with so I can sleep. That's the only reason I got to stay behind."

Much to his joy, you offered to assist and carefully carried some decorations to the living room. The tall and stately pine tree stood a safe distance from the fireplace, its crisp needles glistening in the sunlight pouring in from the ceiling-height windows. Though you said you would help him, you wanted to see how Belphie would decorate the tree and silently stayed behind him.

Belphegor stood before the pine tree, carefully choosing from a wide selection of ornaments to add to the tree's greenery. He perused each option with deliberation, studying the colors, shapes, and sizes to find something that matched his taste and would receive your approval. But when he turned to grab a few more ornaments, you discretely snatched a handful of the decorations from the tree and slipped them into a nearby bag.

Initially, Belphie was confused at the disappearance of the baubles but brushed it off, assuming that he was simply tired due to the lack of sleep. Unable to resist the temptation, you continued your prank and hid a few more ornaments. The Avatar of Sloth caught on to your antics the second time but decided to stay quiet as he wanted to catch you red-handed. When you repeated your prank thrice, Belphagor swiftly grabbed your wrist and chortled, "No stealing, (y/n)."

Though you complied with him for the time being, you had a few other tricks up your sleeves. As he wrapped the ornament-covered tree with Christmas lights, you stepped in front of the tree. However, Belphagor continued his task, stringing you against the tree in a light-hearted act of mischief. You purposely waited for him to finish before dramatically touching the back of your hand to your forehead and speaking in an exaggerated and theatrical tone.

"Alas! I am trapped in a tangle of lights, my movements restricted as if by a restraining order! All that I can do is gaze upon the decorations, but I cannot fully enjoy them as I am caught up in this Christmas snare! Oh, cruel fate! Why must I suffer such a harsh and unjust punishment at the hands of a demon?"

He laughed and applauded, "That was the worst performance I have ever seen."

You huffed loudly but played along with his joke, "How dare thee utter such nonsense. Mine performance - it doth warrant an Oscar, an Emmy, and a Tony, and thou knowest it well! I am the best actress among the past hundred of years, and none shall ever compare to my skill and innate talent!" With those words, you crossed your arms and pretended to sulk.

"Are you upset?" Belphie chuckled and freed you from the binds of the festive string lights. "I am sorry."

When you didn't give him attention, he poked your shoulder, followed by your right cheek and left cheek. Then, he brought his fingers up and curled them slightly before suddenly digging them into the curves of your waist.

"Belphie!" You squealed and squirmed under his tickles. Breaking free from him, you dashed away, but the Avatar of Sloth had no plans of letting you walk away. For a while, you played the game of cat and mouse as laughter echoed through the empty cabin.

In a swift maneuver, Belphie spun you around into his arms and pinned your back against a wooden wall. He captured your lips in a playful kiss that only lasted a few seconds, but it was enough to feel butterflies in your stomach. There was a moment of silence as the two of you locked eyes, your lips curled into small smiles. He noted your warm and sweet breath caressing his lips and dove in for another kiss. This time, your lips slid and met in a heated manner.

Amidst the lip-locking, Belpahgor raised the knee of his right leg, which was between your legs to prevent you from escaping his grasp, and pressed it against your womanhood. The gentle touch awakened your senses as a loud gasp escaped your lips. Though you tried to maintain your composure, heat rose to your face, and you couldn't hide the enjoyment of the sensation.

"Do you like this, (y/n)?" He whispered in a low voice in your ears, erecting a moan from you in response. The Avatar of Sloth found pleasure in your reaction and rubbed his knee harder between your legs, causing your breath to become shallow and your heart to race faster.

"B-Belphie, you need to...finish d-decorating the tree...before they come b-back." You had to fight the urge to moan as you got your spoke to him. With a sigh, he released you, but the lack of presence of his touch left you disappointed.

Belphagor instantly returned to his original task while you assisted him, still a bit shaky from the heated event. The two of you took a step back to examine the fruits of your labor. Various silver and gold baubles and decorations hung from the branches, surrounded by colorful lights, giving the living room a festive yet inviting glow. The garlands were draped over the branches and complimented the other decorations without overwhelming the observers. The red bows around the tree trunk tied the look together. There was only one item left to place on the Christmas tree - the star.

"Satan told me the tradition of placing the star is important," Belphie softly said, holding out the star for you. "So, I want you to place it on top."

His words tickled your heart, and you gladly accepted the task. While he gripped the ladder to stead it, you carefully climbed the rungs until you could reach the top.

Having completed your mission, you descended the ladder but failed to notice a spark of mischief gleaming in Belphie's amethyst orbs. When you were close enough, he reached his fingers up and lightly grazed them between your legs, earning a yelp from you.

"B-Belphie!"

Your protest fell on deaf ears and caused him to rub them harder in a circular motion. Your breath caught in your throat, and your body trembled from the stimulating touch. While the feel of his touch was thrilling, the slight shaking of the ladder terrified you, forcing you to cling to the sides with all your might. As if he sensed your fear of falling off, Belphie withdrew his fingers and watched you shakily climb down. He wordlessly clasped your wrists and pulled you to his bedroom.

Clothes lay scattered throughout the room, some tossed carelessly on the floor and others draped over furniture. There was an overwhelming smell of musk in the air, the scent of passion and arousal hanging in the space. The sound of skin sliding against fabric mingled with the rustling of sheets and covers, and the moaning became more audible as the scene grew more heated. Your eyes were closed while your face flushed with the intensity of the moment. You could feel Belphie's ardent gaze on your bouncing breasts as his fingertips dug into your hips, guiding them on his erect length.

As you reached your peak, your breath caught in your throat, and your body shuddered in pleasure. Belphie's face tightened, but he continued to thrust upwards inside you, getting closer to his climax. Soon, he pulled out of you with his eyes squeezed shut and released the tension on your chest and stomach, filling your nostrils with his slightly bitter scent.

Before you could fully catch your breath and snuggle with him, the Avatar of Sloth gave you an impish smile. "Beel messaged me a while ago. Everyone will come home soon, so you better get cleaned; otherwise, they might find out what we did."

Your eyes grew the size of discs as a squeal escaped your lips. Without caring about your ragged breath or shaky legs, you hopped off the bed, scooped your clothes, and ran out of his bedroom. In the background, you heard Belphagor's hearty and playful laughter.

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[lailyn]

Only When I Sleep (the full fic!)

TW: Gun violence, Idiots In Love

“Did either of you put poison in my food?”

“What? Of course not!” Tony cast Stephen a doubtful look. “I didn’t.”

“Don’t be an idiot, Stark,” Stephen growled. He turned his attention back to Loki. “More importantly, why do you think someone’s poisoned you?”

“It tastes a bit strange…”

Tony grabbed a clean fork from the cutlery drawer. Before Stephen could stop him, he scooped a mound of cauliflower rice and shovelled it into his mouth.

“Tony!” Stephen yelled.

Tony chewed thoughtfully. “Tastes fine to me.”

“Just give it a minute or two, it will come,” Loki said ominously.

“Are you crazy? Do you have a death wish or something?” Stephen berated.

“If it was really poisoned, there really isn’t any point in living anymore, is there?” Tony lamented. “A life without Loki is a tragedy too terrible to contemplate.”

“Tony, you idiot.” Loki’s eyes shone. “I love you.”

“What about me?” Stephen asked, almost fearfully. “Do you love me too?”

“Out of necessity, I suppose I must,” Loki sniffed. “You know CPR.”

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"I don't think Loki loves me very much."

"Don't be ridiculous," Tony said mildly. "Of course he does."

"He loves the things that I can do, sure," Stephen said glumly. "Like making the best eggs Benedict on this side of Manhattan. Or turning cheap wine into the best vintage. Or getting him authentic momo dumplings from Nepal - "

Tony sneaked an amused glance at his morose lover over his Starkpad. "I never realised that your achievements were all food-related."

"Can you be serious for once? I'm in the middle of a crisis here!" Stephen glowered. "And that cauliflower rice recipe had five stars on Good Eats!"

Tony sighed. "Look, Doc. Loki's not a big fan of our planet, as you very well know. The fact that he's staying here, with us? He must love you a little."

Stephen snorted. "That's not saying much."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, he's obviously staying for you," Stephen pointed out. "I'm…baggage."

"Baggage," Tony said flatly. He snapped his fingers. "Hey. Levi. Get over here."

The Cloak of Levitation wafted over from where it had been hovering by the windows for the past few hours people-watching.

Tony pointed at Stephen. "Can you knock some sense into your Master here for me?"

The Cloak gave Stephen a few sympathetic pats on the cheek, before returning to its station and favourite pastime.

"See?" Stephen cocked his head unhappily. "Even Levi agrees with me."

"Have you ever heard of 'opposites attract'? Loki's a closed book, and you…" Tony waved a hand, making vague gestures that alluded to something Stephen could only guess the meaning of. "You gotta open up! Tell him you love him in public! Shout it from the rooftop!"

Stephen blinked. "But we live on the hundredth and thirtieth floor. No one's gonna hear it."

Tony rolled his eyes. "That is not the point, you dumbass."

"Then what is your point?" Stephen asked, exasperated.

"Put aside your ego and show him some love! And I don't mean the tough kind."

"But I only know just the one kind," Stephen grumbled, blushing a little.

Tony stared. "You're hopeless."

"I knooow…" Stephen moaned, listlessly dropping his chin onto the table. "I'm screwed."

"Hmm, what to do, what to do…" Tony drummed his fingers on his desk. "I've got it. Remember that scene in The Sixth Sense? When the 'I See Dead People' kid told Bruce Willis how to get through to his wife?"

"What about it?"

"Say it when he's asleep," Tony said excitedly. "Tell him you love him, and to please love you back."

"But that's ridi - " Stephen paused. "Actually, that's kind of brilliant."

Tony gave a modest shrug. "Well, I am known for my genius."

Stephen snorted. "Thanks, Mr. M. Night Shyamalan."

_________________

"That was a stupid plan," Stephen growled as he emerged from their bedroom the next morning.

Get out of my head, a half-asleep Loki had hollered at the top of his lungs in the middle of the night, waking the entire household in the process. Stephen, being the closest to him in terms of physical distance, had received the brunt of Loki's wrath, which explained his brand-new shiner.

"Serves you right for being a creep," a fully-awake Loki glowered. "And you!" Tony cowered under the intensity of his glare, "Enable him further and we shall see how you fare."

With that parting warning, Loki stormed away, presumably to make himself a hangry sandwich before they were due to join the Avengers in battle in a few minutes, something Tony had neglected to mention to either of his husbands.

"So…planting subliminal messages is a no," Tony said sheepishly. "We should have thought about that, huh?"

Stephen heaved a sigh of despair, and hung his head. "I'm screwed."

____________

"We're screwed," Stephen announced an hour later; the enemy had utilised an impressive new weapon, a magic dampener that had basically rendered him powerless. "Hand-to-hand combat is not my forte!"

"Hang on," Tony grunted through the communicator. "I'm coming!"

Stephen frantically looked around for his other husband, and his blood ran cold.

A sniper on the roof had Loki in his sight, right in the line of fire, magicless and as helpless as a kitten.

And Stephen ran.

"Loki!" he shouted, "Look out!"

____________

Stephen awakened to a startling brightness and his whole body hurting with an unidentifiable pain. "Urgh."

"You fool."

Stephen saw the tears in Tony's eyes and his heart began to pound. "Tony?"

"You brave, crazy fool."

"What's wrong? Is Loki okay?" He asked anxiously. "Is that why you're crying? Did he get shot?"

"No, but you did. You pushed Loki out of the way, and got hit instead."

"What?" Then Stephen remembered the barrage of bullets hitting his chest. "How am I not dead?"

"You were bleeding to death on the damn battlefield, right in front of my eyes," Tony said, his voice stricken.

"Tony…" Stephen reached for Tony's hand. It was shaking terribly. "Tony, I'm alright."

"I nearly lost you. I nearly lost you both."

Stephen stilled. "Loki?"

"He's resting." Tony nodded at the other bed across the room. "He nearly drained every drop of magic but it worked. He got you back."

"Help me up," Stephen mumbled. "I need to tell him something."

"Can't this wait? He's still sleeping, and you should be sleeping too - "

"No. It has to be now."

With herculean effort, Stephen dragged himself to Loki's bed. He climbed in beside his slumbering husband.

One look at Loki's exhausted face and the memories came rushing back: the pain, the geyser of blood spurting from his torso -

Damn you, Stephen!

- the sensation of Loki's healing magic pouring into him, dousing the agony in his chest like ice water.

But most of all, he remembered Loki's desperate whispers, I love you. I love you. I love you.

"I love you too, Loki," Stephen whispered in Loki's ear, hugging him tight.

Loki sighed in his sleep. A tell-tale smile began to tug at the corners of his lips. His hands palmed the silk sheets as if looking for something.

"You too, Tony," Stephen ordered. "Get in here."

Grabbing one of Loki's flailing hands, Stephen watched as Tony clambered up onto the bed and grabbed the other.

As they cuddled each other,

"Should we just order in breakfast?"

"For the rest of our lives, yeah."

#ironstrangefrost #strangefrost #frostiron #ironstrange #fic #whumptober 2023 #no.22 #watch out #gunshot

[piercedddriver]

Ok With It

This is a little angsty fic with the Obey Me brothers inspired by the song OK With It by Lyn Lapid

T/W: mentions of suicidal implications, Leviathan being autistic and stimming, self-starving, guilt, sexual implications in Lucifer and Asmo’s parts. Gender neutral reader (No pronouns used), PTSD, trauma response, angst

We live in other dimensions

We both saw it coming

——

Beel rolled over for the umpteenth time that night as he thought about you. Where were you? Where did you go? Did you miss him? Did you miss any of them? He sighed and rolled over again, his eyes meeting Belphegor’s.

“You okay Beel?”

Beel shook his head and hugged the plushie you had given him after a Fangol game. Belphie gave him a sad look before trudging over to his own bed.

Beel knew one day you would disappear from his life, but not now.

Not like this.

We used to sleep on our mobiles

Now we’re barely calling

——

Checking his DDD for the hundredth time he sighed, seeing no signs of hearing from you. Leaving the dining table, the brothers looked at Beel with concern. He hadn’t been eating lately and had lost a lot of weight.

Asmodeus followed him to the gym where Beel put in his headphones and listened to voicemails you had left over time. Running on the treadmill with tears streaming down his cheeks. He never had the heart to delete your messages and now he was glad didn’t. Beel watched Asmo leave from the corner of his eye, but couldn’t bring himself to care. Why should he anyways? Every time he cares about someone they leave.

First Lillith now you…

Beel shook the thoughts away and replaced them with memories of watching you fall asleep over FaceTime, ignoring the pain in his chest.

I haven’t been worried about where you’ve been

Who you’ve been talking with

——

Levi was even more shut-in than before, completely blocking out the world along with his brothers.

At first he stressed everyday over where you could’ve gone. He worried and cried until he physically became sick. It wasn’t until he woke up from a feverish haze he realized you were likely never coming back. After that, he worried less, and grieved more.

His Henry, the only one who really understood him, gone, without a single trace.

Levi stopped caring who he associated with and began to shut down. He locked himself in his room and hasn’t left since.

Lucifer, ever so diligent about the wellbeing of his brothers, would leave meals outside Levi’s door. His heart warming when he saw a clean plate the next day, but shattering when he saw the days it wasn’t moved or paid any mind to.

We’re growing dissonant

Finish line’s imminent and

Inevitably, you’ll surely forget me

——

Levi’s DDD had over a hundred missed messages from his brothers. Hell, even Diavolo tried reaching out to him, but nothing worked. Levi was spiraling. The one he could rant to, stim to, and generally just talk to was now gone. He was growing tired of the grief, tired of the pain, tired of the uncertainty.

Levi stared at the “you died” screen on his computer not even registering he died until his teammates were yelling at him through his headset. He turned off the chat and stared at the screen. Suddenly, death didn’t seem so bad anymore.. after all, surely you’d have forgotten a worthless otaku like him by now, right..?

It’s the end and I’m okay with it

Seasons shift

They’re always changing and

——

Lucifer stared at the paperwork on his desk not registering Diavolo’s voice.

“Don’t you think so Lucifer?”

What? Did he miss something?

“You didn’t hear a word I said, did you?”

Lucifer shook his head and laughed, almost humored at the situation. He finally grew to know you, to respect you, to love you. But you were gone now. When was the last time he allowed himself to be vulnerable like that? Was it.. Lillith? Maybe.. Simeon? No.. it was him it was always him. He thought looking up at the redhead at the other side of his office. Maybe.. it was time for Lucifer to let go of you. Perhaps, the feeling he felt were never meant to be after all..

We’ll be sad

Through the summer

Start again with different lovers

——

The first summer without you was hard on Lucifer. No midnight rooftop visits, no early morning coffee runs before walking through the parks. He found himself grieving more than he ever had before. Even falling from grace hadn’t affected him this badly. How many nights had he cried himself to sleep away from the prying eyes of his brothers? How many nights had he vomited at the thought of you happy with someone else? How many nights did he go to that one person for comfort.

Lucifer looked over on his bed, your side now occupied with the Devildom’s young prince.

How many nights had he tried to take the pain away through someone else? No. That was enough. It was time to move on from you for good.

Lucifer stood from his position on his side of the bed and walked over to the sleeping prince, shaking him awake gently.

“Diavolo, you need to leave before my brothers wake. They can’t know about us just yet..”

Know the thought can be menacing

Waking up when you’re not next to me

——

Mammon groaned as he stretched on his too-large bed. He had upsized it to accommodate the both of you, but now that you were gone it felt painfully empty. He rubbed his eyes trying to ignore the deep bags under them. When had he last slept well? Days? Weeks? Hell if he knew..

Nightmares plagued Mammon every night since you disappeared.

He was your first man, he was supposed to protect you, and yet, he couldn’t even save you from this unknown fate you had suffered.

Mammon looked over to the empty side of the bed and felt chills run down his spine at the thought of you being in bed with someone else. He shook it off and got up to start his day.

It’s for the best

We’ve been cavin’

It’s the end and I’m okay with it

And I’m okay with it

——

Mammon paused when he saw one of your doodles in his Devildom History notebook. He quickly tore the page out and crumpled it throwing it away. He couldn’t think of you now, not after how far he’d come with accepting your disappearance. You being gone was for the best. At least, he tried to tell himself that. He tried to ignore his already terrible grades worsening, he tried to ignore the feeling in his stomach whenever your name was mentioned, he tried. Really, he did. So why was it so hard?

It’s not like it matters anymore. Nobody knew where you were, and nobody cared when they saw Mammon digging through the trash looking for a certain discarded doodle.

We could be living like one day

We’ll be reunited

And promise that we’ll stay in touch

But we know we’d be lyin’

——

Satan’s wrath was unchecked, nobody dared to even come within 100 feet of him. So what if he went through millennium of anger management? It’s not like it mattered anymore. He checked his DDD everyday hoping for a sign of reconnection, only to have his efforts met with nothing. He called, texted, emailed, but to no avail. You were gone.

He was angry.

No, he was hurt.

Your promised him. You promised him you’d always be in tough no matter what happened. But you broke your promise.. and all he had left was a mere picture on his dresser.

Why be at odds with our sanity

By arguing with reality?

——

Satan was losing himself. Every day he regressed further away from who he had been and progressed towards who he was when he first was created. He was slowly going crazy.. just where where you? You were gone. He knew that, he really did. Yet, somehow he couldn’t help but sit in your room every night, holding the book you two were reading and waiting for you to come home and continue the story with him.

It’s the end and I’m okay with it

Seasons shift

They’re always changing and

——

Asmo didn’t sulk.

Asmo didn’t cry.

Asmo didn’t show any signs of grief. Anyone who didn’t know him would say you meant nothing to him.. only those close to him saw the impact you left. “Those” mainly being Solomon. Solomon saw it, he felt it, he’ll, he even heard it. But through everything, he said nothing. He couldn’t. He couldn’t risk changing the future, not even for Asmodeus.

We’ll be sad

Through the summer

Start again with different lovers

——

It was hard to notice Asmo’s slight changes. In fact, Lucifer was the only to notice for a long time. Lucifer was the only to notice the small eye bags, the lessened amount of makeup, the chipped nail polish. It was Lucifer who heard Asmo crying himself to sleep at night, and Lucifer who comforted his younger brother when things got too painful to handle alone. Thus, Asmodeus followed his brother’s example. He let his sin get ahold of him and began spending nights with strangers to chase away the ache in his heart.

Know the thought can be menacing

Waking up when you’re not next to me

——

Belphie yawned and sat up after a long nap. His stomach cramped and he winced. When had he last eaten? It didn’t matter..

He looked over at him twin who was sleeping with tears staining his cheeks and ginger hair matted to his head. Belphie smiled, knowing this is the first night of sleep Beel had gotten in weeks, but internally sobbed at the loss of you not being there to fall asleep with them. He hated humans. Hated them.

He told himself that for millennia, but then you came along.. And, oh.. Oh how he loved you. At first he told himself that if he trusted humans he would be betraying Lillith, and Lillith was very dear to him. But dearer than you..?

No.. not even close.

It’s for the best

We’ve been cavin’

It’s the end and I’m okay with it

And I’m okay with it

——

Months went by and Belphie convinced himself he was fine.

Sleepless nights weren’t caused by you.. of course not. His pillow wasn’t cold enough, that’s all. The nightmares..? Trauma response from Lucifer. It was all Lucifer’s fault. Lucifer should’ve protected you. Lucifer failed you, not him.

Not him.

Then again… he killed you before. Right? What if he did it again? What if… this was for the best? He couldn’t hurt you anymore. No one could.

Belphie told himself this every night, and yet, he still wished you were there with him.

@l3viat8an @obeymeluv @obeymeimaginesandasks @asmosmainhoe

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[seeingivy]

the softest kind of love

actor!eren x f!reader

**part of my method acting series

content: this is what we call fluff no plot. eren kissing reader every five seconds, me in my easter eggs era. eren and y/n enjoy your last days of your love struck bubble before I ruin your life.

an: you guys had me feeling like the devil incarnate after last chapter. anyways, I put that evilness away for 5k ish words before I unleash my true form again. enjoy <3

song of the chapter: invisible string!!!

previous part linked here

--

The second Historia walks into the room, Eren pops out of his seat, nearly running to the door to poke his head out. The hallway is empty - except for the crew members setting up the new costumes and fittings for filming next week. 

No sign of you. 

“You know, you could at least pretend you’re excited to see me.” Historia says, pinching Eren’s arm. 

Eren gives Historia a swift hug and a kiss to the cheek before pulling back, his hands resting on her shoulders. 

“You okay? How was the reception to the entire thing?” 

“Good. More people are coming out. Backing me up.” 

“I’m glad, Hisu. It’s nothing short of what you deserve.” 

“Tell Y/N thank you, I couldn’t do it without her. Your girl has been bigger than life these days.” 

He smiles, squeezing her shoulders once. 

“You know. If you told me where she was, I could do it right now. Shouldn’t she be coming for the table read anyway?” 

“She isn’t feeling well. She stayed out in the cold to talk to all of the fans that were lined up and then she was stuck in the airport for so long that she didn’t sleep. Levi and Hange gave her the day off to rest.” 

Eren immediately runs over to his seat, directly across from Levi and Hange and gives his best smile. 

“No, Eren. You can’t have the day off to hang out with Y/N.” 

“I’m not going to hang out with her, Levi. Just let me take care of her, she spent two days in the airport after performing and interacting with people all weekend with Historia.” 

“Eren. She’ll be fine. She just has to sleep it off.” responds Hange, the two of them scribbling through each other’s scripts. 

“I’m not even in these scenes. And you owe me, Levi.” Eren says, narrowing his eyes. 

Levi narrows his eyes, flitting his line of vision to the name card next to his seat, and then back to Eren. How was Levi supposed to know that Eren was all but estranged from his half brother? 

“If I do this one thing for you, you can’t hold it over my head again.” Levi says, glaring at Eren. 

“Thank you!” 

Eren leans over the table to give them both a hug before running straight out of the room to the townhouse. Levi brings his hand up to his cheek as he grumbles under his breath. 

“Is it just me or is he more touchy lately?” 

“Poor, Y/N. He’s probably strangling her to death up there.” Hange responds, laughing. 

--

After speed running through making a bowl of ramen, Eren all but runs up to your room, to find you nestled in your sheets, with a pink nose. You have your lines propped up against your sheets, your face embedded in the pages of your script. 

Eren sets down the bowl and snatches your script before he leans down and presses the sweetest kiss known to man to your lips. He can feel you smiling against him, your cold hands coming up to cup his face. 

“Eren. I’m kind of sick you shouldn’t-” 

He rolls his eyes as he presses his lips to your palms, leaving two soft kisses on where you’re still cupping his face, before he climbs into the sheets with you.  

“Tease. I’ve been waiting for a month now.” 

“I’m going to get you sick. And then you’ll have to take a day off like I am.” 

“I’m already taking the day off today. For you. So just try really hard to not get me sick okay?” 

Eren reaches over to your nightstand, where the bowl of ramen is still steaming, and hands it to you. You give him a grateful smile - and Eren’s heart skips a beat - before cupping your hands around the bowl, the steam making your glasses fog up. 

“How was it? The entire thing?” Eren whispers, his breath tickling your forehead. 

“Good, Eren. They-they really believed Hisu.”

Historia had decided that she wasn’t going to be quiet about what happened with her agent. In fact, she was going to be loud about it.

And she asked for your help, because she wanted to use music to do so. Eren was immediately disapproving, not because he didn’t want Historia to do it, but because he didn’t want you to help her. It’s not that he didn’t believe in you, that he didn’t think the work was important. But what you guys were doing was the equivalent of putting a target on your back and there’s only so much he can protect you from. 

You told him you had to do it, that you had to help her and he dropped all his protests and helped you both. The three of you wrote The Man in six hours and then you and Historia immediately went and performed it in New York. 

Eren brings his hand up to cup your cheek, his fingers soft against your skin. 

“You-you know it doesn’t usually go this way right? I-I don’t want you to-” 

“Get my hopes up. I know, Eren. That’s why I’m glad it did work out for her of all people. She-she deserves her spot at the table and roles because she’s a good actress and she-

“I’m not trying to bring you down, Y/N. I-I just want you to be careful. Did you see what happened with Sukuna and Hyla? She’s basically dragging his good name through the mud. I was worried that if it didn’t go over well, they’d start coming for you. And they can be ruthless. And mean. And throw bricks through your bedroom windows and-” 

You bring your hand up to Eren’s cheek, his eyes fluttering closed as he sinks into your touch. 

“Is it weird having Zeke here, Eren? Does it remind you of-” 

“Yeah. Yeah, I guess.  Seeing him pisses me off. I like being here because it feels like home. We do other roles and movies but this is always where we come back to. It feels weird to have him intruding in on something like that, you know?” 

“This is still our place, Eren. Him being here doesn’t change that.” you whisper. 

You rest your head against Eren’s chest, his heart rapidly beating under your ear, as he brings his hands up to your hair. He’s messily braiding through the ends the way you taught him, his hands swiping through your tangled locks.

“We should come up with secret codes. We-we still haven’t told them all we’re dating and I-I’m not embarrassed but we should when it’s-” 

“When it’s right, Eren. Maybe when we’re done filming this season, because knowing us I feel like people will catch on the second we start doing press.” 

Eren nods, squeezing your shoulder once.  

“That one. It means I’m here and I’ve got you.” 

You take your elbow and jab it straight into his side, making Eren squirm. 

“Ouch, Y/N.” 

“That one means that we need a second. To talk to each other, without anyone else around.” 

Eren shifts over to your side, reaching forward to secure the loose strands of your hair around your ear. 

“And that one. It means I want to kiss you right now but I can’t.” 

“God, Eren. We won’t even last a week without them finding out.” 

--

You and Eren amble down six hours later to find all of them milling around in the kitchen and Armin standing there, camera in hand. His polaroids are well littered and taped to almost every wall now, barely an empty patch on the wallpaper. 

You make your way over as Eren stops to talk to Armin, Jean and Miksasa giving you quick arm hugs and kisses on the cheek as you run your hand on the wall. You and Eren are smack dab in the middle - the pictures from season one and two at the forefront. Eren comes up at your side, tucking your hair behind your ear. 

“Already?” you whisper. 

“Can’t help it.” Eren whispers, giving you a smile. 

Armin comes up behind you, slinging his arm around your shoulder and standing in between you two as you rest your head against his. 

“Hey ‘Min. I just got to the end of the script, you’ve got some really big scenes this season. I thought we were going to have to put you on the death wall there for a second.” 

“I’ve got a feeling that I’m going to be the victim of Levi’s insane standards this season instead of Eren.” Armin grumbles. 

“Thank god. He’s ruthless.” Eren says, as he gives the both of you a pat on the shoulder before walking away. 

“I heard that, brat.” Levi says, walking into the kitchen with Hange and Erwin in tow. 

Armin gives Levi a sheepish smile as he walks away, finishing his season pictures. Levi beelines to your side, placing his hand flat against your forehead to check your temperature. You swat his hand off as you give him a smile, the two of you leaning against the wall to watch everyone. 

Bertholdt and Sasha are fighting over a very lazily played game of Scrabble while Eren and Hange play a very intense game of ninja around Reiner and Mikasa’s cookie frosting. 

“So are you guys dating?” Levi asks. 

“Are you going to give me some unsolicited dad advice if I say yes?” 

“Obviously. That’s part of my job description.” 

You look over at him and give him a sheepish nod, confirming his suspicions. You don’t miss the way his face breaks out into a smile, which has your cheeks burning with the mushiest, sweet feeling you’ve ever felt. 

Levi may not actually be your dad, but his approval means the world to you all the same.

“Good.” he says, looking over at the two of them - aggressively arguing over who won their game of Ninja. 

“That’s it? Good?” 

“I’ll save my unsolicited dad advice for Eren. Give him that whole ‘hurt my girl and I’ll kill you spiel’” he says. 

“Spoken like a true father, Levi.” 

Levi squeezes your shoulder once before tucking you into his arm, his embrace warm. He clears his throat as he talks and you swear his eyes are watering. 

“Hange and I are doing a vow renewal at the end of this season. We haven’t told anyone yet because we’re just going to do a small thing in the backyard on the last day. But if you and Eren could write a song for us to do the first dance to, I’d really love it if you-” 

“Shut the fuck up. You want us to write a song?” 

“Language. It’s a surprise for Hange, they’re really into that whole music, serenading thing.” 

“Really, Levi? You’d let us do something that important?” 

“Eren is Hange’s favorite. You’re mine. And I’ll kill you if you tell anyone I admitted that out loud.” 

You can feel the tears welling in your own eyes as you look over at Eren and Hange laughing near the sink and Levi smiling at you, every little part of your heart touched by the sentiment. 

“Permission to say something cheesy?” 

“No, Y/N.” 

“I love you, Levi.” 

He rolls his eyes, a deep sigh leaving his chest, before he responds. 

“Yeah, yeah. Love you too, kid.” 

Eren and Levi switch places, Armin pushing the two of you closer together to take the last season start polaroid. 

“Okay, guys. What’s the pose this year?” 

You and Eren give each other a look, before pulling up your sleeves at the same time. Armin gives you two a shocked smile as you stand to the side, pointing at each other's matching tattoos for the picture. 

The second Connie catches sight of it, he immediately runs over with his camera, the bright light flashing in your face. 

“This is part like ONE HUNDRED of the L/N-Jaegers. I-they have matching fucking tattoos oh my fucking god.” 

--

You shuffle through the mess of letters Levi gave you - the ones he wrote Hange when they worked on La La Land together - to piece together the lyrics for your song. You and Eren agreed that it should definitely be a soft piano ballad, which is more their speed for this backyard vow renewal they’re having. 

The letters are enough to bring tears to your eyes alone - the line between Levi faking letters for their method acting to really falling in love with Hange crystal clear. Because he went from writing her fake prose, soft flowery poetry to sharing memories with them, about himself. 

Which is saying a lot, because Levi’s like a book glued shut. 

Pictures of him from when he was younger, in Centennial Park with his parents. Him working a stupid job at a yogurt shop in between roles in Los Angeles. Him trying Hange’s favorite restaurant and sending her a very scathing review back. 

That’s what love is, isn’t it? Sharing every little part of yourself and every feeling you’ve had - ecstatic, overwhelmed, happy, sad, bored, and soft. 

You start scribbling the broken fragments of lyrics swimming in your mind into the notebook, your hand not moving fast enough for the places your head is running. 

“Time, mystical time, cutting me open than healing me fine? You’ve got a weird mind, kid.” 

You look up to find Zeke peering over your shoulder, before settling into the seat at the table right across from you. You immediately drop your pencil right into the book, instinctively looking to the left. 

Right. Eren already left for set. 

“Ah. They’re song lyrics.” 

“That’s right. You’re the singer.” 

There’s a tone in his voice, one you can’t place that sends a wave of discomfort down your spine. 

You’re trying your best. To give Zeke a clean slate, to not let what Eren said taint the view you had of him because you should form your own opinions. But god does he give you the shivers, his entire aura ice cold - the complete opposite of the warm, fireplace Eren reminds you of. 

“I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you.” 

“Zeke. I’m Eren’s brother.” 

“He mentioned. Welcome to the cast, I hope you’re liking it so far.” 

He gives you a smile as he readjusts in the seat, sinking down into the chair. 

“So what did he tell you? You’re looking at me like I’m the figment of your worst nightmares.” 

“He didn’t say anything to me. You-you just caught me off guard because I was in the zone and stuff.” 

“I haven’t talked to my brother in a while. But I still know him. What did he tell you?” 

You swallow hard as you start gathering Levi’s letters, tucking them back neatly into their corresponding envelopes. 

“Just that you guys don’t talk. Aren’t very close. It just came up once, he-he’s met my brothers before and just said you guys aren’t like that.” 

“And you hate me for it?” 

“No. No, I don’t hate you.” 

“But he does?” 

“Eren doesn’t hate you, Zeke. You just hurt his feelings, that’s all.” you respond, whispering the secrets he told you in confidence into the air.

Zeke sits back in his chair, his legs spread across the length of the seat as he gives you a smile. 

You can already feel your heart sinking, irritated at yourself for even giving Zeke a sliver of information Eren wouldn’t have wanted you to mention. 

“You love Eren, don’t you?” 

“No, I don’t. I was just saying that because-” 

“Would you believe me if I told you I had to stop talking to him? For his sake?” 

“No. Who does that? He’s your brother. I can’t even imagine going a day without talking to my little brother, he’s literally my entire world.” 

“Would you do it if it meant protecting him?” 

He gives you a look as you ponder the question, the dilemma he just presented you with. Would you stop talking to Falco if it meant protecting him? 

“Of course, I would. I love my brother. I-I’d do anything for him.” 

“And I would too.” Zeke responds, giving you one last smile before walking out of the kitchen. He passes Eren on the way in, the two of them giving each other an ice cold look before Eren takes the seat next to yours. Eren pesters you about the conversation and you tell him all except for the last part. 

You’re not sure if that’s something Eren should know. It would probably just piss him off more. 

--

You watch as the makeup team takes Eren up to the top of the set, the crystal caves they made for the scene glittering in the light. You run your hand against the painted material, each sparkly crevice nearly blinding your eyes. 

“They really went overboard with this one.” you murmur, walking with Mikasa. 

“They got a bigger budget after last award season. I think they spent it all on this entire scene.” 

You both snicker as you run to the sidelines, joining Sasha on the sides. You all sit in your respective seats as Eren, Historia, and Rod take their spots. Levi gives Eren a thumbs up from the directors chair and Eren quickly slips his shirt off, readjusting his hands into the arm restraints. 

“Eren! Share the workout routine! I’ll lick those abs.” screams Connie, earning a fair amount of laughs from the cast and the crew. 

You can see Eren turning red at the comment, the crew adjusting the last of the microphones and the props onto the set as Levi starts rolling the cameras. Connie leans over, whispering in your ear. 

“How does it feel to see someone else living your dream?” he says, a laugh falling out of his mouth. 

“What the hell are you talking about, Con’?” 

“Historia and Eren are about to be the new couple of the show. I can see the edits already.” he says, poking your sides. 

You swat him off, giving him the finger as you focus back on the scene as Eren and Historia start acting in the scene. Your reaction only goads Connie and Reiner on more, the two of them just trying to piss you off now. 

“Look at how they look at each other, Y/N. You wish that was you, huh?” 

“Shut up, Reiner. We’re literally the main couple of the show. You’d be stupid if you shipped Historia and Eren after the Thank You scene.” 

“Feeling territorial over your man, Y/N?” Bertholdt says, the group of them laughing. 

“Bertholdt. I thought you were above stupid shit like this.”   

“You make it too easy. You’re-you’re looking a little green.” Bertholdt responds, pressing his hands to your face. 

“And you’re looking gray. Like a half dead loser who gets eaten by Armin of all people at the end of the season.” 

They all laugh at your response as you feel your cheeks burn with irritation, the thought of the entire thing pissing you off. You look up at Eren and Historia, the two of them sitting on the ledge as Eren gets caked in the red makeup for the scene before they start filming again. They’re both smiling, looking down at you guys. 

When you make eye contact with Eren, he gives you a wave which you halfheartedly return. Which only fills Connie and Reiner with more delight, because now they’re mimicking you, all of them laughing with tears in their eyes. 

“Imagine losing a two season lead to Historia.” Connie says, poking you in the sides.

“Imagine being one of the only characters without a romantic interest. At least my character can get some.” you respond. 

“You think they’re method acting? Looks pretty real to me, don’t you think, Y/N?” Reiner says. 

You stomp off to the other side of the set, to the snack table, where you’re angrily chewing down one of the pastries when Hange walks over. You can still hear them joking over there, tears flowing out of Connie’s eyes. 

“You frown any harder and you’re going to get wrinkles, kiddo.” Hange says, poking the soft of your cheek. 

“Sorry.” you respond, your tone harsh. 

They give you a laugh as the crew starts pulling Eren and Historia down from the ledge. Historia and Eren are wiping the makeup off each other’s faces as they laugh, chasing each other off the main set as they join the rest of them on the sidelines. 

You turn to the side, angrily biting into another pastry on the snack table as you hear them giggling behind you. 

“Where’s Y/N?” you hear Eren ask, as he slips his jacket back on. 

“She’s moaning and groaning by the snack table.” Jean says, smacking Connie on the back. 

“You guys are being mean. You’re obviously hurting her feelings by insinuating there’s something between Eren and Historia.” Mikasa says, shaking her head disapprovingly at them. 

“What?” Eren responds. 

“We were just joking with her and she got all mad for no reason. You and Historia just looked really romantic up there for a second and we were teasing her about it, saying you’re going to forget all about her.” Connie explains. 

You can feel your cheeks burning, the entire situation mortifying as you feel your face turn red. Because them saying it is one thing but telling Eren is another. The crew starts working on getting your harnesses attached for the next scene as Eren walks over, politely asking them if he can have a second with you. 

“Hi Y/N.” 

“Hi Eren.” you grumble, crossing your hands across your chest. 

He gives you a smile as he snakes his left hand around your waist and uses his right hand to cup your face and kiss you straight on the face. He’s pulling you closer with his hand, your cheeks burning at the sounds of them all cheering and screaming a few feet away from you. He lets go after a few seconds, his forehead resting against yours. 

“What happened to telling them at the end of the season?” you whisper, a smile making its way across your lips. 

“They were pissing you off. Had to set the record straight.” he responds, pressing a kiss to both of your cheeks before pulling back.  

Sasha and Mikasa run over, crushing the two of you in a hug as they all excitedly squish you in their embrace, hundreds of questions falling out of their mouths. 

How long have you been dating? Are you in love? Have you done it?

“Connie. You’re disgusting, you know that?” Armin says, snapping a picture of everyone crushing you in a hug. 

“Guilty as charged.” Connie says, smirking. 

“Connie. Bother her again and I’ll make it a point to do it in your bed.” Eren says, cupping your face in his hands as everyone laughs. 

--

Eren joins you at the piano, two steaming cups of tea in his hand. He sets them both at the head of the piano before pressing a kiss to your cheek. 

“Hey.” 

“Hi. I-I think it might be done.” 

“We’re sticking with invisible string?” 

“Seems right, don’t you think?” 

Eren leans forward to press a kiss to your cheek again before settling his hands on the keys as he starts playing the tune, your voice filling the empty air of the set. 

Time, curious time Gave me no compasses, gave me no time  Were there clues I didn’t see?

You give Eren a nod to join you on the melody as you play the notes on your side of the piano, your cheeks hurting from smiling. 

And isn’t it just so pretty to think  All along there was some invisible string  Tying you to me?

Eren stops playing the keys as he leans his head against your shoulder, pressing a kiss to your shoulder before talking. 

“Maybe we shouldn’t sing right now. Your voice is sounding tired, love.” 

“We just did so many takes of that scene yesterday with Armin and Erwin. And then we all spent a good twenty minutes crying after we realized it was Erwin’s last scene, so I’m all spent out.” 

Eren plays a loose melody on the piano as you press a kiss to the top of his head. 

“Where’d you come up with invisible string?” 

“It’s one of those old folktales, Eren. About soulmates.” 

He gives you a confused look as he keeps playing, the piano singing in the air. 

“Basically, when you’re born, there’s a little string tied around your pinkie and one around your soulmates. And no matter how far you are, you’ll eventually find the other end of your string and your other person because you’re tied together.” 

“Do you ever think about stuff like that? About soulmates and other lives and stuff?” 

“Sometimes, it can be fun. Like what we’re doing in another life, how we ended up together.” 

“You think we’re together in other lives, Y/N?” 

“You don’t, Eren?” 

You give him a fake angry look which has him back pedaling really fast, the words spilling out of his mouth. 

“I-no. Of course, we’re together. We’re meant to be together, every universe and every time-” 

“I’m teasing, Eren. You don't have to think that just because I do.” you respond, smacking your fist against the piano and sending a shred of discordant notes in the air. 

“Ouch, princess. You’re no musician.” 

“Oh?” 

He laughs, taking your closed fist off of the keys and lifting your hand to his mouth to press a kiss to your knuckles. 

“We have hundreds of love stories out there, Y/N.” 

“Oh yeah? Like what?” 

“All the classics, of course.” 

“Like? I need concrete examples, Eren.” 

“There’s one where we fake-date and fall in love. And then there’s one where you somehow end up being my roommate and-” 

“Roommates? That’s so fucking corny, Eren.” 

“Roommates. Like you somehow end up having to live with me against your will and then obviously start liking me because I’m so charming.” 

“Ew, Eren. You would hate being my roommate. I’d probably piss you off by singing in the shower every morning.” 

“See that’s the thing. I’d hate it at first but then it becomes super endearing to me. It’s part of the romance, falling in love with the little things.” 

“Okay, Cupid. I didn’t realize you were an expert here.” 

“Let’s go home, yeah? We need to wake up early for the vow renewal tomorrow.” 

Eren starts packing your notebook into the bag and handing you your cup of tea as you slide around on the bench. He walks down the length of his set before realizing you’re not next to him and trails back, bending down to sit in between your legs.

“Hey. What’s up?” 

You put your hand against his cheek as you look at his green eyes, round and full, staring into yours. It’s on the tip of your tongue. You love him. And you miss him when he’s not even gone. 

“Nothing, Eren. I just thought about how after this week, we won’t be coming back here for another three years. When am I gonna see you?”

Eren jumps off the ground and takes his seat on the bench again, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. He presses a kiss to the top of your head before murmuring against your hair, his voice soft. 

“I’ll come where you are. You can come where I am. We-we’ll see each other, okay?”

“Okay, Eren. You’re right. I-I’m just being silly.” 

He leans forward to drag you up on your feet and the two of you stroll your way back to the townhouse together in the dark. And the confession still burns on the tip of your tongue. 

--

You and Eren stay seated on the piano bench, well after you guys finish singing your song for Hange and Levi, to watch everyone from your perfect vantage point on the front of the dance floor. 

Levi and Hange are still swaying in the middle, the two of them laughing into each other’s faces as Hange steps on Levi’s feet for the sixth time. Sasha and Reiner are doing some very serious tango dancing, and destroying anyone who makes it into their pathway, and Jean and Mikasa brushing noses as they softly smile into each other’s faces. 

“I don’t think I’ve ever been as happy as I am right now, Eren.” you say, looking over at his green eyes. 

He’s all dressed up, in a nice black suit and his hair nicely styled against his forehead. He’s wearing a pink tie, intended to match the pale pink long dress you borrowed from Mikasa. 

“Why’s that?” 

“I don’t know. There’s so much love in the room.” 

“Connie getting seconds for the tenth time is love?” 

You laugh as you lean your head on his shoulder, laughing into the fabric. 

“No. But look. He has an extra plate that he’s piling onto for Sasha. Her feet have been hurting all night and instead of making her get up with him, he’s doing it for her. That’s love, Eren.” 

“You always notice things I don’t, sweet girl. Tell me more.” 

You smile as you place your chin up on his shoulder, pointing out each little thing in the room. 

“Mikasa and Jean have been in the back corner all night. And when we were singing, Jean pressed the softest kiss to Mikasa’s cheek and her face turned all pink, even after all this time.” 

Eren places his hand around the small of your back, rubbing small circles into your back as you go on.

“Armin is the most competitive Monopoly player known to man. Marco’s been sliding all his extra money to Reiner so he can stay in the game.” 

“Erwin took a picture of Levi and Hange during their first dance from the back side, because he knows Levi wants the view of the picture to be Hange and not him.” 

“And Levi and Hange, they’ve been swinging in the middle of the dance floor since we stopped singing and the orchestra started playing. Which was like forty-five minutes ago. They-they’ve been talking this entire time, never running out of things to say to each other, with the biggest smiles on their faces.” 

Eren looks over at you, the soft, sweet look in your eyes as you look at everyone in the room and it makes his heart melt. 

“Levi and Hange are really in love, aren’t they?” Eren asks, drawing his eyes that give away too much from you. 

“The softest kind of love. I-I’ve never seen two people so in sync before. I feel like every time I look at Levi when he’s with Hange, he looks like he’s never been more at peace.” 

And Eren can see it - the way Levi’s shoulders are relaxed, the smile on his usually blank face, and the wrinkles near his eyes. 

And when he looks over, all he can see is it on your face too. The marks of love. Full, pink cheeks - which he’s sure is from the makeup Mikasa helped you with. The softest, most excited smile on your face as you scan the room, only pointing out more and more of the tiny little signs of love he’d never even see on his own. 

“I love you.” 

You look over at Eren, his green eyes gentle and heartfelt as he takes your hand and squeezes three times. 

“Eren, you-” 

“I love you. The three squeezes - that’s what they’ve always meant.” he whispers, his hand warm in yours as me mimics the motion you’ve done a hundred times. 

You can feel the tears stinging in your eyes as you bring your hand up to his cheek, memorizing the way he looks, bathed in the golden lights strung from the ceiling to the end of the backyard. 

“There’s love in the room. And it’s right here between you and me.” you whisper, before Eren closes the space between you and leaves the warmest, softest kiss against your lip - so deep you can feel it tingling all over your skin. 

The softest kind of love.

--

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[cosmicjoke]

as much as I hate to think about this...

do you think that Kenny ever gave Levi beatings? Levi's 'pain is the best discipline' line makes me think so and Kenny isn't above hurting children either

Hi there,

I think it's almost a guarantee that Kenny beat Levi, yes.

As awful as that is to think about, when one really looks at the way Kenny treats Levi, particularly how willingly and earnestly he tried to kill him during their encounter in the Uprising arc, and as you also point out, Levi's comment about pain being "the best discipline", it's almost inconceivable to me that Kenny didn't beat Levi, likely, in his mind, as a means of teaching him how to fight and survive. Levi's comment alone should be enough to confirm it, really. Where would he have learned such a thing, if not from the very man who taught him how to fight? That Levi sees it as a form of discipline shows that he himself was put through pain as a means of teaching him said discipline, and Levi's only ever had one teacher that we know about.

Further, Kenny's assault of Levi during the Uprising arc comes across to me as almost a test. He tries to kill Levi, really and truly, and doesn't hold back in that regard, almost as if he's trying to see just how fiercely and effectively Levi can fight back against such an assault. And it is a brutal assault, at that. I'm sure in Kenny's mind, if Levi wasn't able to properly defend himself, and ended up dead as a result, that would have just been the way it was meant to be. It would have, in Kenny's mind, been Levi's fault for not being strong enough to live.

One can easily extrapolate from this that Kenny wasn't opposed to physically harming Levi in order to, literally and figuratively, beat into him the skills he needed in order to survive in a harsh environment like the Underground. And how does one teach another person how to fight, and not just fight, but kill, other than through physical demonstration? Actually engaging in hand to hand combat. But we have to remember, Levi was truly just a little boy during those years. He was a very young child, probably no older than 5-10 years old, based on his appearance. He wouldn't have had any chance of putting up any kind of real fight against a man like Kenny, or any man at all, at that point.

Kenny later talks about how "that midget" is his pride and joy, and of course, he's referring to Levi's fighting prowess. He takes pride in the fact that Levi became so adept at fighting and killing.

Kenny was a violent man. He was a true killer, someone who genuinely enjoyed killing, and killing children wasn't beyond him at all. He was going to kill Historia before Rod stopped him, and displayed no hesitation in the act. So it's hardly a stretch to think that Kenny would have employed physical discipline as a means of teaching and controlling Levi for the years he had him.

We also can easily assume that Kenny purposefully and deliberately exposed Levi to dangerous encounters in the Underground as a means of, again, testing him to see if he was ready to be on his own. When Kenny finally did abandon Levi, it was in the midst of Levi fighting a grown man, seemingly to the death. Levi was beat up in that scene, with a scuffed up face and bloodied nose. It clearly wasn't just a one-sided fight. And Kenny was standing in the gathered crowd, just watching it unfold. He clearly didn't have any issue with other people beating Levi up, so it stands to reason that Kenny himself wouldn't have had any issue putting his own hands on Levi in the same way.

I know people like to think of Kenny in a positive light, and to credit him with giving Levi a second chance at life and giving him the skills he needed to survive. But the truth is, Kenny was a bad, bad person, and he abused Levi. Even if one were to dismiss the almost certainty that he beat Levi, he abused him by exposing him to so much violence and death as a child, by teaching him how to kill at all, by putting him into situations in which Levi's life was threatened, by verbally abusing him, calling him names, and finally, by abandoning him. He wasn't some dotting, loving father-figure to Levi.

So, yeah, I'm almost 100% sure Kenny used to beat Levi, as a means of teaching him and disciplining him. His violence toward Levi later on is all but a confirmation. You combine that with Levi's own words about pain and discipline, and his own violence as a means of disciplining his subordinates, mainly Eren, and it becomes pretty clear that Levi was raised in just that sort of thing. Only with Kenny, of course, one has to assume he took it to the extreme, and didn't just beat Levi, but gave him severe beatings. Kenny would probably view a severe beating as going easy on Levi, honestly, if he also thought trying to kill him, and exposing him to situations in which he could be killed, was fair game for testing Levi's skills.

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[m-jelly]

Hi 🤗 Ma I ask for a vampire Levixhuman Levi ANGST love story where Levi's hurt & reader tries to save him? Happy ending please 🥺

Breaking the keeper.

Levi x fem!reader

Modern AU, vampire Levi, human reader, hurt Levi, slight angst, fluff, romance, being a couple.

Levi wants forever with you, but the Queen of the Vampires doesn't want to let Levi go or make a human a vampire. Levi is left with no choice and kills the Queen but at a price to his health. Returning to you on the cusp of death, you do everything you can to get Levi to live.

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Silver burned Levi's skin as wounds failed to heal. Everything hurt in his broken and battered body. The Queen had ripped him to pieces before he held the last bit of her life in his hands. With the last bit of strength left in him, he tore her head off from her shoulders and stopped her from feeding on him.

Her head hit the floor with a loud thud and then a stomach-churning squelch from the blood and skin. Exhaustion washed over him as his skin started to become charred in places. He was in desperate need of blood otherwise he was going to die.

With the last bit of his energy, he used his speed to race home to you. It all gave out as soon as he reached your home. His broken body broke through your front door and crumbled to your floor. No matter how much he fought his body, he was tired.

As he lay there bleeding out he mumbled your name hoping you would return to him. He wanted to see you just one last time. He wanted to hold you so desperately. The love you gave him was so healing to him and he needed it more than ever.

You waved goodbye to your friend after she dropped you off. Something had felt off so you asked to be dropped off early from your shopping trip. The concern you had was correct because when you walked up to your home you saw the door was broken open, blood was all over your floor.

You moved as cautiously as possible into your home and found Levi lying on it in a pool of blood, his ski was turning to ash and he was barely breathing. You dropped your bags and ran to your heater fridge. You grabbed four bags of blood and raced back to your man.

Levi mumbled your name. "You're here."

You dropped to your knees and shifted him onto your lap. "I'm here, my darling, I'm here."

"I'm glad...I saw you...in my last...moments."

You ripped open the tab on the blood pack. "You are NOT dying on me today. You promised me forever. We're not done." You moved his head. "Now you better drink every drop of his blood and some of mine or I'll be so mad at you."

Levi flinched when he felt your tears hitting your face. "Love."

"I'm warning you!" You sniffed. "I am!"

He opened his mouth and started drinking. He gulped and sucked everything he could until the blood was gone, but he could feel it wasn't enough. He gasped and before he could speak you had shoved the next between his lips. He kept drinking until all four packs were gone and his skin was now healing.

You shifted your hair and moved Levi up to your neck. "Drink."

He opened his mouth and pierced your skin. He moaned as your blood flooded into his mouth and made him stronger by the second. He pulled back before he took it too far and gazed at you as you sniffed back tears.

You gazed at Levi and hummed. "You look like yourself again. Do you feel better?"

He studied his healing hands and sighed. "A lot better." He sat up and cracked his neck. "I'll drink more from the heater."

"Good."

He wiped your tears away. "Forgive me for scaring you and making you think I was dying. I was, but you saved me. I'm so lucky to have you in my life."

You sniffed a little before crashing your lips against his. "I love you, Levi."

"I love you so much." He tapped his forehead against yours. "The Queen is dead. We can forever be together. I will make you my vampire bride and we'll have eternity, please just wait a bit for me to heal."

You hugged Levi tightly. "I'm happy to wait. You are worth it."

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[snowcandyz]

The Brothers' and The Side Characters' Reaction to 'Satan is Kind'

*The following story happened during the last two months before Season 1 ended.

Lord Diavolo has requested the Student Council members and the exchange students to have dinner at his castle as a reward for their hard work throughout the exchange student program. 

“So, tell me. How’s life in the House of Lamentation? Any interesting news you want to share with us?” Diavolo chuckled. Anyone could guess Diavolo’s penchant on gossiping by now, especially the brothers, as they silently hoped you didn’t embarrass them by sharing any silly moments. Not that Diavolo wouldn’t know though.

“Every day is a fun day! I have fun, and everyone’s been very kind to me-” you started beaming in enthusiast.

“-especially Satan. He helped me with my homework, taught me how to cook Devildom dishes and helped me understand Curses and Potions really well. He’s really kind!” 

The atmosphere in the dining hall turned icy as no one dared to speak anything.

.

Couldn’t believe his ears.

Satan? Kind? KIND???

Various rebuttals were already on the tip of his tongue but the pride he had inside him refused to let you know how unjustified your statements were. Because that will only make it looks like he’s jealous of Satan.

And Lucifer’s certainly not jealous.

Nope, he’s not.

Huffed silently as he sipped on his glass of Demonus.

When Mammon and Asmo started making a huge fuss over this matter, he gave them both a death glare to diffuse the situation.

Was hoping you would compliment him in front of Lord Diavolo to show both him and Lucifer how awesome he is as your guardian demon.

Got shocked instead.

Was the first one to break the silence by raising his voice.

“EHH!! YA SERIOUS HUMAN? SATAN? REALLY??”

Poor boy thought you mentioned Satan instead of him because of all the times he got you in trouble.

Immediately pouted and protested after Lucifer gave him a death glare.

‘Ain’t I kind too? Why’d ya have to go and say Satan… THE Mammon treats you well too!’ 

Please give him headpats.

Please give him headpats 2.0

Was envious to the point of self-blaming.

‘I knew it! Of course they would choose my brother instead of me… After all, I’m just a yucky otaku…’

When Mammon and Asmo raised their voices over this, he chose to just pick on his food and ignored his brothers. 

The frown on his face was nothing like you’ve ever seen before.

Wished to end the dinner already so that he could go back to his room and sulk alone.

Please tell him that he’s kind too, or how you enjoy your gaming nights together, or how you love listening to his rant about SucreFrenzy or Ruri-chan or TSL’s theatre remake. 

Don’t forget to give him a big hug and assure him that he’s amazing in his own way.

I LOVE YOU LEVI!

Satan.exe has stopped working.

Didn’t really think you would pick his name out of his brothers.

Lowkey embarrassed by the sudden shift of attention.

But enjoyed the resentful look on Lucifer’s face. *Cue his infamous deadly smirk :3

Felt like he was floating in the air despite not having wings.

Wished for you to keep complimenting him in front of his brothers.

If it means he’ll get to see the dead look on his siblings' faces whenever you compliment him, he will do it again and again.

Operation ‘Satan is the best!’ will be commenced shortly.

The drama queen.

Immediately stood up from his seat and pointed in Satan’s direction horridly, “SATAN?? ARE YOU CRAZY? SATAN’S NOT KIND!!”

Will refuse to accept the fact that you complimented Satan instead of his beautiful gorgeous self. 

Refused to shut up even after Lucifer’s death glare across the table.

“Asmodeus. Stop this. At once,” Lucifer threatened him once again.

Immediately sat back and mumbled under his breath over how he deserved to be complimented too.  

Please give him headpats 3.0

Beel totally agreed with you.

He couldn’t count how many times Satan has helped him solve various problems.

He gave you a smile and nodded in your direction while happily munching on his food.

But then, suddenly, he remembered Satan’s wrath whenever he emptied the refrigerator.

Cold chills ran down his spine as he reminisced the look on Satan’s face when he lectured Beel time and time again.

Actually stopped eating for a few seconds because of fear.

But Beel is the best boy. If you’re happy, then he’s happy.

After all, his brothers are really kind in their own special way, and he’s glad that you could see Satan’s kindness.

Didn’t really care.

Because he knew how pretentious Satan could be around you.

‘Avatar of Wrath being kind? Yeah, whatever…’

Just wished for the dinner to end soon so he could finally sleep in peace.

Until he saw the look on Lucifer’s face.

Boy, was he elated to see such a look!

Will now cooperate with Satan with operation ‘Satan is the best!’

Was delighted to hear about your experience with the brothers. 

Was very amused to see the brothers’ respective reactions, especially Lucifer.

Couldn’t agree more with your statements as Satan is likely the most reliable and responsible one out of the little brothers' squad. 

Urged you to keep going with your stories because he absolutely loves the happy look on your face.

Smiled the whole time Mammon and Asmo were fussing over your statements.

Was delighted to hear about your good experiences in the House of Lamentation, despite all the hardships you faced because of the brothers.

Wished to keep giving you happy memories before your time is up in Devildom. 

Saw the delighted look on his Lord’s face when you told him your stories.

Started planning an exclusive tea party with you and Lord Diavolo in the castle so that you both can talk more. 

‘I am amused 2.0′

Knew how big of an impact you’ve been on the brothers but wasn’t expecting to see this type of reaction on their faces.

Quietly continued his dinner while listening to your stories.

Lowkey jealous that he wasn’t able to give you as many good memories as the brothers.

‘Oh well, I can steal them back when we’re in the Human World~’

‘I am amused 3.0′

Laughed heartily when Mammon and Asmo started fighting.

Couldn’t agree more with your statements since Satan also treated him and Luke well.

Wanted to spend more time with you when he heard how you had fun in the House of Lamentation.

Will probably plan more slumber parties together with you, Luke and Solomon.

Why were you complimenting a demon??

Although he couldn’t help but agree with you when you said Satan was kind.

Satan had helped Luke multiple times, although it’s not like he would admit how grateful he is.

Will agree to Simeon’s plan on slumber parties immediately.

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"get me a damned matcha" | Summary and Preview

Hi friends! After laboring over this fic over the past month and a half, I think it's finally ready to publish! I haven't posted a multi-chapter fic since 2017 and this is the first time I actually have enough written out to do regular updates 👀 I will be posting both on here and on AO3 and should be updating every Saturday, generally around 5pm CST :)

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 21 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 | Chapter 25 | Epilogue

✧ pairing ➼ levi ackerman x fem!reader, college x coffee shop x roommates!au ✧ summary ➼ After you find yourself plagued with misfortune due to struggles in your personal and family life, you find yourself needing to move last minute. As a junior in undergrad with little money and little social support, you considered yourself lucky when you found a sublease that was close to campus and was relatively cheap. Unfortunately, it seemed that your roommate did not seem to be so excited regarding your presence. ✧ content/warnings ➼ fluff, slowburn, enemies to lovers (sorta), strangers to lovers, idiots in love (eventually), fem!reader, mentions of alcohol, eventual smut, regular mentions of grief, mention of minor character deaths, angst, hurt/comfort, mentions of blood and injury, will continue to add as more stuff comes up

Preview:

After a long day at work, Levi was more than irritated when he heard a knock on his door. It was well into the evening, so he had no idea who would have the audacity to be bothering him this late. A frown appeared on his face as he looked at the person in front of him in confusion.  "What the hell?" he muttered as he saw an equally confused expression appear on your face.  That annoying undergrad from this afternoon?

"Did you follow me home?" You raised an eyebrow at him. The last person you had expected to be greeted with was the grumpy barista that you had the misfortune of interacting with earlier in the day. "Did you?" you retorted. Levi scoffed. "How the hell would I have followed you home if I was here first?" He cursed to himself as he recalled the monologue you gave him earlier on in the day. You had said that you had to suffer on a bus ride and couldn't get in contact with your new roommate to get keys to the unit. Now that you were standing in front of the door to his apartment, his frown only grew. Your eyes widened as you finally put together the pieces. "Wait," you asked, shaking your head slightly. "Are you-?" "I guess so," Levi responded with an unamused sigh. "Fuck."

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