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𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫 • 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞

when you ask your best friend to tag along for an errand run, the day becomes far more fun than intended. An outing filled with laughs, mischief (and a whole lot of flirting) turns into something far more adventurous than either of you expect. With friends like these, who would ever need a lover again?!

content warning and themes: college au, plus size black fem reader, banter and humor, fluff, exhibitionism, mentions of car sex, mentions of alcohol, fingering, handjob, nipple play, slight spit play, him and the reader are super close, lots of sexual tension between them, praise kink (fuck does he exploit it too), slapping, squirting, backshots, pet names, 69, (pretty girl, mama, baby cakes, my love, daddy is used a few times and eren def has a kink for that shit), mutual masturbation, creampie

word count: 8.5K

📝: this lovely commission was requested by @thesilenthill and I have to thank them so much for entrusting this piece to me and letting me have creative control. This was waaay more fun than it should have been but I enjoyed this and I hope that you do as well! 🫶🏾

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Saturday: a day synonymous with fun, relaxation and rest for most. Recharging from the strenuous week. But for (y/n) (l/n), the everyday hustle and bustle of work never ceased. As a full time college student who sold baked goods on the side, you were the epitome of a girl boss. Always making something happen and getting things done all by your lonesome. Still, it didn’t hurt to have some companionship and assistance sometimes..hence why you were sitting at the kitchen table..thick curls atop your head held back by a pink bandana as you looked at the printouts of all your orders splayed out and ready to be dispensed around campus to faculty and students alike. Having spent all morning baking up the sweet treats. You had quite the reputation for your delectable pastries and prompt delivery. So you had to get a move on and get them all out. However, there were a few things that needed to be added prior to that happening so a store run to a few nearby shops was crucial. Walmart for the decorations, Michael’s for the packaging and a bank run for all your earnings. Not too hectic of an expedition but it’d be a whole lot easier and exciting if you had some company while doing so. That’s why you were thrilled when you’d look down to see your phone illuminating and buzzing against the surface, only to see the one person you were hoping would call and you’d never answered a FaceTime faster!

“Good morning, pretty girl! How’s my beautiful best friend doing?”

pearly white teeth and glazed green eyes glared back at you through the screen. That semi-tanned, bare skin glistening underneath the sunlight..probably from a morning run and his long locks tied into its signature style of a half bun and the rest hanging; it was none other than the man you had called your best friend since high school..

“I’m doing great, baby cakes! You’re up before noon, I see. Coach ‘get on your ass again?”

“When isn’t that lil’ sawed off son of a bitch yelling at me? You know the drill sergeant lives to torment the whole team.”

Eren Jaeger: sophomore at St. Maria University, along with yourself and point guard on the men’s basketball team. Here on a full ride athletic scholarship and a total smartass. Always staying in hot water with head coach Ackerman; mostly due in part to his slick mouth and childish antics. Almost always something referring to his height. But he was the best damn player that team had ever gotten. Especially since he led them to a championship with his first year on the team. Needless to say, his spot was solidified. But that wasn’t going to stop his coach from making sure he trained his ass off! Hence why he was up, getting in a morning run. More than likely against his will. But so long as he had his favorite person to chat with, he was good. As per usual, he wasn’t shocked that you answered on the first ring. He knew you were busy doing one thing or another. Hardly ever sleeping, if at all. If it wasn’t some assignment to help maintain that 4.2 GPA or stay atop the dean’s list, you were baking your little behind off and running orders around to the various dorms. You made a pretty good grip and rightfully so, because your cupcakes and cookies were too goddamn good! He would eat himself sick from the freebies you’d give him, hence why he stayed away during the season because he had no restraint. But today, he wanted nothing more than to hang out with his (y/n) and no one else! And not a moment too soon, because you sort of needed his help!

“Well you know you be asking for it, ‘Ren. You can not tell the head coach that he’s fun sized. No wonder that man hates you.” Both of you blurting out into laughter before you could even get the words out. There truly was never a dull moment with this doofus. But that’s what you loved about him, he always kept you entertained. “Anyways! While you’re messing with people...I called to see what you were up to. I’m tryna hang out with my best friend today. Always too busy for lil’ ol’ me. Got her own business and shit now, she doesn’t have time for small fries anymore.” Glaring off into the camera as if he were pouting and making you feel bad. To which you’d only smack your lips and roll your eyes in response. “Oh, you’re so dramatic. Sir, your ass was just here yesterday. Eating all my damn leftover frosting.” “What?! It was good..and I needed to taste test, ‘make sure it wasn’t poisoned.” He truly was a handful when he wanted to be.

“Well I need your help again. Wanna come run some errands with me? I gotta do deliveries today and I need some more packaging stuff to put them in. Unless you don’t have—“

“Say it and I’ll hang up right now. For my favorite girl, imma make time. Now get dressed and I’ll be over there in about an hour.”

it’s always so cute how he got behind you. He would blow off everyone else..bail out on dates, not pick up his phone for his other friends or teammates..but not (y/n). You were the only one he'd drop anything he was doing and come running. Needless to say, it made many of your other female peers despise you and led a lot to believe that the two of you were dating. But it was nothing of the sort. That was your homie and nothing else. You had held each other down since freshman year of high school and never changed up, not once. With no plans to either. Still, it didn’t help either of your cases when you flirted like lovers and even playfully kissed from time to time. Even making the occasional sexual advances toward one another. Or when the two of you would go out clubbing; him with a drink in his hand and the other on your ass as you threw it back on him to Megan or Moneybagg. And with you being a bigger girl, he’d oftentimes get whispers that there’s no way he could handle all of that. That he wasn’t man enough to know what to do with a girl like you. But he did..mounted behind you as he let you twerk on him. He’d keep that stupid grin on his face all the way until the next day, thinking about it too! Regardless, you had a bond that couldn’t be broken and you wanted to spend every second you could together. As basketball season would be back soon and your academics would be keeping you away. So you’d declare the call over, hanging up and heading to get ready. You’d stack the receipts neatly into a pile before getting up and going to go shower. As well as get yourself ready for the day. And something told you..it was going to be one you’d never forget!

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an hour or so passed and as promised, Eren was at the front entrance of your off campus apartment. Only a mere mile away from the school itself. Pulling up in his red and black Camaro that he had so appropriately nicknamed Venom. You could hear him arriving well before you even spotted him because the pipes were so loud, in addition to the speakers thudding from the trunk. He was a show off in every aspect of the word. Whether on or off the court. But alas, you were so happy to see him and when you came out, dressed in that white biker shorts and tube top set that hugged all your curves just right; including the tummy, hips and ass. The titties were sitting just right too. Along with a crossbody bag and Nikes; hair and nails laced as always; your thick, natural curls bouncing around ..and makeup done, he was smitten. Smiling from ear to ear at the sight. “My best friend so damn fine..look at you.” And you’d mirror his sentiment. The six foot three, tanned ball player in shorts, a baseball jersey with a wife beater underneath, bucket hat and Dunks with a gold wristwatch. Looking good as fuck but that was always. It was no wonder half the campus was after him. Greeting you with open arms and your signature handshake, before pulling you back into a hug. One where he gripped the fat of your ass in the process..something that you didn’t mind one bit! It was then that you’d catch a whiff of his Dior cologne. Making you nearly fall to your knees right there in the parking lot. And truthfully, he didn’t even want to stop touching you. Hands resting on your back until you spoke.

“That’s all you, babyboy. Ready to go?”

“Of course..let’s get up outta here.”

but not before he shuffled around to the passenger’s side to open the door for you. To which you’d repay him with a soft peck to the cheek. He was so sweet and chivalrous, it was adorable. Once he made sure you were secure, he’d sprint to his respective side and the two of you were set for take off. Peeling from the parking lot, you guys were ready for the day ahead. Whilst you were sitting pretty in his passenger seat, Eren began to ask you some questions about what all you needed to do and where to go. “That’s all?! You should’ve called me sooner. We could’ve been left.” “And have Coach Ackerman mad at me for interrupting your conditioning? Hell nah. Besides, we have plenty of time. I just finished the last batch so they’ll be fine. Also, now that you’re done, we have more time to hang out.” Which seemed to be the only thing he wanted to hear. Perking up along with forming a grin across his face, Eren continued driving along..content and satisfied as long as you were by his side. “So you were waiting for me? That’s so sweet.” Because whether it was a party or the pastry section of the store, you guys would always find a way to make it fun and interesting. With no telling what type of adventures you’d get into it. “Duh. Who else is gonna keep me entertained?” “You mean get you in trouble?” “That too, shit..” Ready for whatever the day may bring..the whole time though, you couldn’t help but notice that Eren kept stealing glances of you, more so than usual. Looking over as you sang along to whatever was on his playlist. “Mmm, I don’t mind though. You know I love trouble.” Applying your lip gloss and adjusting your outfit with that sexy smirk on your face. And thus, the flirting commenced. He couldn’t help but stare when you were so gorgeous. That body was something serious and he knew it wasn’t right because you were his best friend, but damn, he was having some thoughts he shouldn’t have after that last remark. Even spacing out as you were talking; letting his mind wander to farther..more inappropriate places. That was until you broke his trance!

“ ‘Rennn, are you even listening to me?”

“Yeah. So where are we going first?”

to which you’d respond with Michael’s and he’d do exactly that. Maneuvering out in and out traffic, switching lanes with one hand on the wheel. It was something so attractive about him doing the most simple of things. So much so, it had you chewing at your lip. You wanted to mess with him, especially seeing his cheeks burning red. “You alright, babyboy? Are you good?” Nodding gently in response. And it wasn’t for a lack of confidence to say these things. You were closer than anyone so a filter didn’t exist and you’d gladly reveal your thoughts. The two of you constantly made jokes about what you'd do to the other. Even if it never led to anything. ‘You know I’ll fold your pretty ass up, right? Stop playing with me, (y/n).’ Saying it constantly after you teased him far too long. More often than not because you’d make a comment or brush up on his thighs. ‘Then quit talking and do it. I’m trying to see what you got.’ You even recalled one time where he FaceTimed you after practice and he had just gotten out of the shower. Leading you to tell him to drop his towel so you could get a peak and he nearly did it; rubbing up on his tattooed chest and raking his fingers through his wet hair. That’s just the type of bond you had! However, any more inappropriate ideas or behavior would have to wait as after a few turns and a red light, you guys arrived at your destination. Unbuckling the seatbelts and grabbing your phones, as well as your purse, the two of you began your journey inside of the infamous craft store. Walking extremely close and even trying to tickle you playfully as you walked up towards the entrance. Which he held the door open for you to. Once inside, he took in the sights and crisp air. This most certainly wasn’t his speed by a long shot. His mom would often tell him during their daily phone calls about her trips to the place back home because she was doing some extreme couponing and decided to stock up on Halloween and Christmas decorations during the summer. He had not the first clue what this place sold or entailed but seeing the sheer happiness on your face was all he needed!

“Look! These cupcake boxes are so pretty! And this ribbon, ugh! I love it.” Your enthusiasm drew a laugh from Eren as he watched from the side. “Look at you, getting all excited..so cute.” Truthfully, it had his heart fluttering. Seeing you in a good mood made him feel better. And gave him an excuse to pick on you. “Like an old ass lady.” Prompting you to smack your lips at him. “You’re just being a hater.” Which he’d deny, playfully pouting his lips and shaking his head. “Not true. I’m just making an observation..” also taking the opportunity to steal a glance at your ass you bent over to retrieve some wrapping paper. Being your best friend was one thing but he was a man before anything. Even the smallest and most minor actions from you made him nervous sometimes. He didn’t know how to deal with his obvious emotions for you. Nonetheless, he’d aimlessly and happily follow you around the store..letting you pick up whatever and place it into your basket. By the time you finished, you had a cart full and he had to carry it for you. Or rather, he wanted to. Once you reached the counter, he’d surprise you again by paying for the items, which came to a nearly one hundred total. A drop in the bucket to the son of a doctor but still, he didn’t have to. You were perfectly fine with taking care of it. That’s just how he was when it came to you though. He’d do anything for his best friend and to see that beautiful smile.. “..thank you, ‘Ren. You didn’t have to do that though. I’m good.” As per usual though, he’d dismiss you by sucking his teeth and paying you no mind. He was always taught to never let a woman pay for her things in the presence of a man. That’s just how he operated. Which was a far cry from the losers you had been on dates with that tried to ditch out at the last minute. Sometimes, he really was the only guy you could tolerate and enjoy. With your bags in tow, Eren carried them to the car, placing them in the backseat before sliding around to open your door for you. Another subconscious habit of his that really made your heart flutter and your feelings for him increase exponentially. “Anyways, where are we heading next? Just say the word.” more than willing to do whatever it took to keep a smile on your face. Little did you know just how far he would go to fulfill that promise..

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The day would ensue as normal; the two of you picking up all of the necessary items you needed..taking a trip to Walmart that was nothing short of adventurous. Pushing him around in the cart, taking silly Snapchat and TikTok videos together. You guys were having a hell of a time. During the day, you couldn’t help but to notice how clingy he had been..constantly feeling you up and even coiling his hand around your waist while standing in line. “Get off of me, you’ gone have people thinking you're my man.” Jokingly brushing him off of you but he was very serious. “Fuck you mean? I am your man. We’re married.” Not long after that, you circled back around campus to make all of your deliveries and of course, your lovely assistant was more than happy to help you ensure that each order was filled and the customers were satisfied. It was the most fun you had ever had since opening up shop. Needless to say, the day was a success and now, the two of you were closing it out with a much needed celebratory dinner at one of your favorite spots in town..

“Ren, my love. I don’t know how I could ever thank you for helping me today. You really came through for me..I don’t know if I would’ve been able to make all of those deliveries by myself. You’re a lifesaver.”

(Y/N) was currently sitting directly across from Eren in a booth tucked off in the back of the place. You were nursing a margarita as you guys awaited your orders. It had been quite a long and eventful day so it felt good to wind down, especially with your favorite person. But it did no good to thank him because he was not trying to hear any talks of repayment or reciprocation when it was all but second nature to him. You honestly didn’t owe him a thing. Especially considering the fact that he was the one wanting to hang out with you. Taking another sip of his Coke, he’d do as per usual and dismiss you with a wave. Refraining from any alcoholic drinks as he was the driver. “You ain’t gotta thank me at all. I already told you, gorgeous..for you? I’ll do whatever.” Causing a barrage of butterflies to swarm in your stomach. If it were even remotely possible, your face would be beet red right now! But alas, he had just covered for you when you’d flash him a smile and reach out for his hand. “I’m a lucky girl. I don’t think too many people can say that they have a best friend as amazing as mine.” “Or as handsome, don’t forget that.” He’d utter playfully; rubbing on his imaginary beard and winking. He truly was a character! Suddenly, the waitress would return with two small bowls holding ice cream sundaes, which was what you had been waiting on. Of course, the girl couldn’t stop staring at Eren, nervously trying to maneuver around…the two of you dove spoon first into the sweet treat, you’d continue your conversation and toying with him.

“You know, one of these days..I think one of these girls is gon’ snatch you up from me. You’ve been getting looks all day.” Which he dismissed as always..for someone so good looking, he was incredibly humble and bashful. You’d think that he was just downplaying his attractiveness but sometimes, he really didn’t see what everyone else did. Especially what you saw. Outstretching a tattooed arm with his gold watch brushing the table, he’d simply continue eating; only smirking a bit without making eye contact with you. “Well I’m not worried about ‘em. I ain’t even interested, honestly. Besides, they can’t do shit for me.” Which was crazy because some of them were insanely beautiful; thick and curvy with a lot of ass, some with slender model bodies that looked like they resided in the gym and others, who were probably cheerleaders or dancers. More so suited to be his type. But it was just one thing they were all missing:

“They’re not you so what the hell do I want with them?” Meaning every single word of what he said. Perhaps you guys weren’t dating or even thinking of a relationship but he constantly made it clear that you were the only woman he wanted in his presence. However, you were afraid if you kept lingering around, he’d never get a girlfriend because everyone would assume that you were his lady. Which wasn’t fair. “Eren. Now some of them were probably really nice and you won’t even give them a chance.” “Sure won’t. The last girl I ‘dated’, tried to steal from me and then cried to get out of it. The other one? Fucked my teammate two days after we had sex. I’m good, trust me. No offense but these bitches can’t even get a handshake out of me at this point. Leave me alone.” Prompting you to laugh, which you felt awful about but his expression was so funny. He wasn’t the type to make a huge fuss out of things but he didn’t tolerate bullshit well either. It took twice for him to get burned to never play near the fire again. Truth be told, he didn’t need those types of problems in his life. Basketball was important and he wasn’t about to let some sleazy homie hopper jeopardize it. Not only that, it did him no good to have a woman in his bed when all he could think about was you being there. Even so, he’d only cross that line if you wanted to. Especially considering that if he voiced all of the perverse thoughts that ran through his head on a daily, he didn’t know if you’d be able to handle it. Besides, you guys were extremely comfortable with one another.

“Enough about me though. Since we’re all in people’s business..what happened between you and dude from the football team? You never talked about him.” Something about the mention made you tense up and want to punch the wall. The defensive lineman you went on a date with a few weeks back was strange to say the least. “Because there ain’t shit to talk about. He pissed me off.” But for all of your grilling and interrogation, he wanted to do the same and hear this story. Even being the petty little brat he was and moving over to your side of the booth to listen. Sometimes, he truly was aggravating! “No no, (y/n). Please share with the class. I gotta hear this.” And since it was obvious he wasn’t moving, you’d sigh and tell him how the guy took you out to go see a movie, to dinner at some really cool restaurant and the evening was going well enough until it wasn’t. And with the more that margarita began to infiltrate your system, the less of a filter you had.. “..I knew he wanted to fuck the whole night, it was the only reason he was pressing me so hard anyways and honestly, he was pretty cute so I didn’t mind. He had been bragging about how he was going to do this and that to it so I decided to test him. We ended up at his place and let me tell you..worst five minutes of my life. Didn’t last one round, couldn’t find the clit..started shaking when I tried to give him..you get the picture. I got my shit, left and blocked his number. I was so mad.” But your best friend was intrigued to say the least. Smirking and laughing because he just always knew you were a problem that many dudes couldn’t handle. Hence why he’d always find it when they’d approach him, asking for your number or to hook them up. You were even more selective than he was! “Ooh (y/n)…you a lil freak, huh? I’m scared of you.” Making you gently push him away in the process. That truly wasn’t even your style to do a ton of hookups or even date often but you figured you’d give that loser a chance, only for him to blow it. Thus proving your point..

“Oh hush. You know I’m not like that. But I don’t think I’ll be wasting my time again. I think I’m cool off of men for good.” But it seemed that Eren had the perfect solution to solve both of your problems. “Damn shame, honestly. You deserve better than that..I mean, I could do a better job.” It was painfully obvious to him that neither of you had the slightest interest in any other person, whether for dating or hookups. You spent the majority of your time together anyways. So why not have a little fun..together? “..oh? Is that right?” “You’ll see..” At least you could try and experiment with a person you trusted. The opportune moment would present itself when you took another spoonful of your ice cream and a single droplet just so happened to trickle down onto your chest! Almost as if it were too perfect! “Oh, damnit.” Trying to catch it before it stained your white top. But there was no napkin required when suddenly, you’d find Eren’s face smashed between your breasts, slurping up the trail of liquid and flicking his tongue between them. Completely catching you off guard! Not because you didn’t enjoy the feeling or that it was so uncommon for the two of you to touch like this..but because he had done it around all of these people!

“Eren, what the hell are you doing?!” Your voice shrieking into a high pitched whisper. Although you were trying not to laugh mostly; feeling slightly ticklish at the sensation. Not to mention a bit turned on…

“What? I was just helping..that’s all.” Stating so long after any remnants of the confectionery was cleaned up. His lips tracing against your skin and eventually, his hands joined them. You couldn’t believe that this was happening and right here in a restaurant nonetheless. Luckily, you were in a booth tucked towards the back of the establishment..away from potentially prying eyes and muddled in the background of the dozens of other patrons..lost in menial conversation and laughter. Too busy to pay attention to anyone other than themselves..which was perfect for Eren! Who was currently groping on your breasts, seemingly unable to pull away. Chewing at your bottom lip, you’d smirk; keeping an eye out for anyone that may be nearing your table. For now, the coast was clear and you two were free to continue your deviance. “I mean..that is what friends are for, right? Helping each other out?” Taunting and teasing you whilst gently massaging your plump tits..slowly pulling your top down and exposing your nipples to the cool air. All the while, you couldn’t help but to stare down at him..letting out soft huffs along with fluttering eyes. He would’ve never done something so lecherous and naughty with another girl. He barely even felt compelled to give them a kiss after the date but with the desire for you growing by the second and the constant talks of seducing one another, he figured there was no time like the present to put such a statement to the test. “Any of your little boyfriends ever done something like this?” Shaking your head, you’d let out a gentle whimper as Eren’s tongue delicately flicked around your swollen brown buds; nimble, perfectly manicured fingers cupping underneath those beautiful mounds. “Mmhmm no.” Shooting you a wink before taking each nipple between his fingertips and squeezing. “Then there’s a first time for everything, huh?” He knew that you were the type of woman that adored spontaneity; oftentimes confiding in him the things that you craved for your next relationship and what you’d do once you got your person..more so specifically, how nasty you’d get for them. You loved when a man took initiative to surprise and sweep you off of your feet. To do something fun and exciting..the type that would undoubtedly on a whim, take you on a day trip out of town and do something fun. Or the type to suck your titties and finger you in the middle of a restaurant! Anything to keep the thrill going..

“ ‘Ren…we’re gonna get caught. Oh my gosh—“ “that’s half the fun, isn’t it? Besides, it’s what you wanted..” all bets and consequences with you around. Suddenly, you’d find yourself caught off guard yet again when he slipped a set of digits into your shorts, and began to massage those obviously soaked folds. Even managing to push one inside of you and pump; making you throw a hand over your mouth in an attempt to pacify your moans. The sounds of sloppy, wet kisses, your sloshing juices and his breath could be heard only faintly through the thumping, upbeat music and various voices. You two were lost in your own world as well..actually doing what you had so long sought after and that was claiming one another’s bodies. But you couldn’t let loose the way you desperately desired. Just then, you’d notice the waitress making her way back over to your area and you’d quickly pat Eren’s shoulder to stop him. To which he’d withdraw; rising back upright and helping you adjust your shirt but not before allowing you to lick your own flavor from his fingers. All with the promise of letting him do whatever once you guys got out of here. And he planned to do exactly that….and give you a night you’d soon never forget!

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“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this—oh fuck..”

“Shit, can’t believe we’ve waited this long…”

having made it out of the public eye and nighttime skies, back in the comfort of his apartment, where you were free to do as you pleased. Starting with a brief makeout session in the car..kissing up on his neck and fondling his clothes crotch as he drove through the city. Maneuvering throughout the traffic as he tried to contain his hard on, that was growing far more erect with each passing moment. Even jerking him off from the passenger seat when it came to a standstill downtown. Finally, you’d find yourself on his bed..legs parted and partially nude because he couldn’t wait to get his hands on you. Still exchanging slow tongue kisses to the sound of music faintly thumping from his mounted TV. He was still fixated on those big titties as he circulated his thumbs over them. Meanwhile, your palm was still clutching his exposed cock; working his shaft between it as he hovered over you. The realization of what was taking place had set in for both (y/n) and Eren. Honestly, neither of you held a single regret. Whatever happened behind these four walls tonight was you guys’ business and yours alone.

“Lay back f’r me, pretty girl. I wanna see you play with yourself.”

words you never thought to hear coming from your best friend of eight years’ mouth. But truthfully, it wasn’t the first time you had done so. Lying in bed at night, touching yourself to the thought of him inside of you. Pinning your legs back and fucking you all types of crazy. Something you’d never admit out loud but now, nothing was off limits. But alas, you’d do as he asked..bending those thick legs and placing them onto the bed before spreading them as far as they could go. You’d run a hand down your torso and tummy until you reached that plump little pussy, which you parted with two fingers that you had soaked with your own spit. You were so damn sexy to him and it was like a dream turned reality that he had you all to himself. However, there was a reason for his little set of instructions, as he plans to utilize it later on. Before he touched you any further, he needed to know what made you tick, what turned you on and of course, everything he needed to please you. He wanted this first time between you guys to be semi-special because he wanted there to be a next! To be able to make love to you as many times as he liked, even if no formidable romantic relationship came out of it and you guys remained nothing more than friends . He just wanted you to be satisfied…

“..tell me all that you said in the car. All that nasty shit you wanted me to do..” from your tamest of demands to your filthiest, freakiest desires, he was all ears. Setting his ego aside and letting his partner communicate was important to him. He could do all of these intricate moves; touching you here, licking you there but if it wasn’t what got you going then there was no point in you guys taking this step! It seemed awkward but it was necessary. Instead, he’d join you on the mattress as you rubbed on that swollen clit and edged himself along, listening to your demands. From how you liked things just a little rough; being slapped or choked…how giving head got your pussy wetter than receiving sometimes and that you obviously loved having your nipples sucked on. Most importantly, you liked being on top but absolutely loved, being controlled and dominated a bit. It was something about a man being able to handle you like a weightless rag doll that you got you off! “You think you can handle that?” Jokingly stating but he wasn’t deterred at all. Rather, he was more determined than ever. He had no idea his best friend was so nasty. And with all of that pertinent information, Eren knew exactly what had to be done..

“Yeah..come sit on my fucking face.”

demanding as he lied flat against the mattress with his dick standing perfectly erect. You thought he was crazy at first but he mirrored your sentiment. Because too became more aroused when pleasing his partner. It may have been a bit of an obsession even, but he loved eating pussy…shoving his tongue inside of you, working his fingers around and sucking on that swollen bud. All for the payoff of that sweet cum trickling down the sides of his mouth. He knew you tasted heavenly and he wanted to savor you yet again. However, you were a little apprehensive about doing what he asked; afraid you might suffocate him but he was a true man, not a little boy. He could handle that shit and then some! Giving you an encouraging, heavy handed slap to the ass, he’d usher you to turn around and position yourself on his face whilst yours would be buried between his legs. “Don’t look at me like that. Sit that ass on my face, baby. I can handle it.” Locked in a sixty nine position where you both free to fuck each other’s mouths. Grasping his thighs and calves to keep a firm grip, you’d begin by flicking your tongue across his tip; red, pulsating and seeping with pre cum. Oozing all down the sides as you were quick to lap them up. Eventually, you’d start to gain a rhythm..slowly sliding that tongue up and down his shaft as if it were a delicious lollipop. He was grunting underneath you; a sure sign that you were doing a wonderful job of pleasuring him. Honestly, it was the best head he had ever gotten. Meanwhile, his nose was buried into your mound..inhaling the sweet scent of your cunt as he dove tongue deep into your pussy. You were both working in tandem to bring each other pleasure, no matter what. Faint humming and moaning arising from his lips and loud cries erupted from yours. Finding yourself gagging on a portion of that thick cock, you’d spit up and eventually jerk him off. “Eren…oh my god. Eating this pussy so good..fuck yes.” Cooing to him through desperate moans. But he’d only urge you to keep riding his face with those subtle twerks by spanking you. You’d come any minute now if he didn’t stop.

suddenly, you’d find yourself stuffed to the brim with two fingers, pumping interchangeably as they worked your insides..

“Pussy taste so fucking good..can’t wait to feel this shit.”

and he didn’t have to wait long once you began to wiggle that ass on his face, begging him to fuck you already. You needed to feel that dick stretching you out and see what he could really do with it. Could your best friend truly be the one you had been looking for? You’d find out soon enough when he patted your plump cheeks again and told you to let him up so that he could get behind you. Once you were both in position, he’d grasp the small of your back and guide you towards him, watching those fat lips spread open from behind.

“Arch that fucking back for me, baby. Right there—see, you know what to do.” Chuckling to himself as he grasped his shaft and patted it against those folds, teasing the tip up and down your slit until you trembled underneath him. “Mmphm..I need it so bad. Please..” “..what is it? What do you need? Tell me..” it was so expected of him to tease you like this. But it was all as a means to not only get you even more turned on but to establish control a bit. He wanted to hear you whimper and grovel for what you desired. “Erennn, quit playing. Oh my God.” That sweet little voice moaning his name and everything else was the driving force behind it all. When you didn’t answer to his liking, he’d smack it yet again and proceed to ask once more. “I said tell me..what do you want me to do? Use those words.” growing slightly more impatient and anxious himself, as his tip was practically glowing red and throbbing, still sensitive from being sucked and edged on. He was ready to put it to good use. But you were a little hesitant that you could take it! You figured he was packing, that was never a doubt in your mind. But that he was this big? Veiny, thick and eight and half inches. Oh, you could see why half the campus was after him. However, his sights were locked and set on you solely.

“Fuck me…give me all that dick.” Flicking your tongue across your lips to entice him further.

to which he was happy to oblige! Placing his thumb slightly above your asshole, Eren began to ease himself in, releasing a deep, shuddered breath when that warmth began to make contact with his length. He was overwhelmed by how tight and sticky you were but he held his own and was willing to do whatever to satisfy you sexually. Even if it meant getting slightly rough as you requested. You’d grasp at the sheets, face down already because that cock was making home between your walls and stretching you out in the process. The insane part was that he only got halfway before you began to shake, as well as coat him with wetness.

“..damn, and you’re creaming? Shit, (y/n).” But he was merely getting a taste of what was in store. If he wasn’t careful, you’d have him taking up permanent residence at your place and ready to fight any dude you fucked with. But you were certain there’d be no need in spinning the block after getting a taste of him. The guttural groans leaving his throat, the subtle yet deep thrusts causing the collision of your flesh; the thick of your ass against his pelvis..all underneath the dim, fluorescent lighting of the tv. The vibe was right for all that was transpiring and you honestly didn’t want it to end. Fortunately, he had no plans for that..he wanted to take his time and make this moment all the more memorable. After all, he had been waiting a while for this opportunity. To have you throwing it back on him, meeting his strokes, even through rough pounding and hard smacks to your backside. With his palm resting idly between the cusp of your love handles and hip, Eren tugged you towards him, gradually increasing his speed. The thunderous sounds of clapping flesh meshing well with your collective set of moans. Plump lips swallowing him with each one and inside, being met with a pulsating feeling.

“Ahhh..fuck, mama. This pussy’s so good. The best I’ve ever had..”

sounding ever so vulnerable with his head rolled back on his shoulders, fearing that if he caught a glimpse of those bouncing cheeks or that pretty face, he might bust prematurely. Still, he paced himself..wanting to enjoy the experience and let this euphoric feeling take over each of you..and when you began to talk back, praising him for how well he was doing, he nearly lost all sense of composure! Clawing the satin sheets, (y/n) chewed into your lip in a half assed attempt to stifle moans but there was no helping it. You were way too stimulated right now. “Right there, ‘Ren…you’re hitting my spot, baby. Oh my God, I ain’t never been fucked like this.” Crying out with semi-rolled eyes and a quivering jaw..only worsened when he sped up, burrowing himself over your frame with harder thrusts and that thumb pad sinking further into your tight hole.

“Right here? That’s the spot, baby?”

“Yeah, daddy. You fucking me so good right now!”

getting an answer that would only further awaken his inner beast. A smirk suddenly curled across his lips as he became excited at the mention of the name; most certainly strengthening his ego. In and out at interchangeable speeds, you had begun to glaze him in a mixture of cream and silky warmth.

“Then nut all over this dick, baby. There you go..” guiding you by the cusp of your hip; pounding you relentlessly from that point because both ego and cock were inflated by your praise. And he could tell that when he cooed to you, massaging the curvature of your spine, calling you things like baby and pretty girl, that pussy clenched even tighter and gushed even more, almost as if on command. It was as if your bodies were perfectly and equally yoked..like two missing puzzle pieces finally being connected. It was a shame that either of you had waited so long, whether from fear of rejection or respect, to make a move. But you were glad that he had done so tonight. And the feeling was mutual.

“Look at how good you’re taking that dick…letting my shit stretch you like that. She’s so wet..and warm. You make me never wanna leave it.” Confessing in his pussy drunken stupor whilst bending over to kiss down the curvature of your spine. Which sent shutters throughout your entire body, especially when he glided his tongue across the same spot. Inadvertently switching you two to a sort of side fucking position in the process where he hoisted your leg up and told you to keep it there. But what truly made you tick was when he reached around to cup your breasts, gently pinching on your nipples and massaging. You were practically drooling, grinning with a fucked out expression on your face. “Can I stay in it, baby? Give you that dick you deserve all the time?…” sweetly questioning with the flick of his tongue dancing around your earlobe and neck. With the way he was making you feel? He was gonna have to move in now! He was the absolute perfect lover, maybe because he already knew you better than anyone else in this world and all that remained to be explored was your body, which he was willing to take all night and do. “…working so hard, handling your business and shit..and looking so fucking sexy when you do. That’s the type of shit to get you fucked on and spoiled with a real man..what you really need. You want better for yourself, don’t you, baby?” Sliding a thumb between your lips as he cooed softly. It was something about that balance between gentle and rough, that had you melting like putty between his fingertips. And when you begged him to take you; admitting that you were submitting yourself wholly to him, he didn’t disappoint. Knowing you were mere seconds from exploding in his grasp.

“Hnghh! Yes…this your pussy now, daddy. Keep fucking me just like that.”

admitting through trembling breaths as your climax was growing nearer. Feeling how close you were and becoming rather sensitive himself, Eren decided to turn your head to face him, pulling you both into a searing kiss as he reached down to lightly rub your clit. Balls smacking against your entrance and a puddle of frothy white bliss billowing down his shaft and from your tightness. Yet again, without missing a beat, he’d flip you over and fold those legs up, putting them behind your head. This time, with a little more aggression. Almost as if your submissiveness was causing him to become far more erratic. He’d start to huff, grunting as he grew closer to his peak. He’d pull out for only a split second, splattering you with a tiny trail of precum and your pretty liquids. You were trembling but he’d instruct you to hold them in place. “Don’t move, baby. Just stay there..you’re doing so good.”

and just like before, he’d resume drilling your shit and dicking you down.

“Gonna make you come f’r me, baby. Gonna make this pretty pussy come all over my dick. You better do it..wanna nut in it too. Fill you up and watch it drip out. Shit turns me on so much.” nearly desperate in his pleas but that’s what made them all the more attractive. Admittedly, he’d never came inside of a girl because half of them couldn’t be trusted but he loved the idea of his girl being bred by him and when you agreed, he was excited.. His thin gold necklace swaying against your face as it had done your back prior..his lips pressed to yours in a haze of slow, nasty kisses. The type that only could be shared between two people with intense passion… “look at me, pretty girl..” but the second he reached that core, pressing into the pit of your stomach and grazing your cervix, you’d fade out on him and Eren had to all but coax you back. Your nails clawing at his shoulder blades and eyes trailed back with nothing more than incoherent babble coming from your mouth..almost as if you were having an out of body experience. Doing so with some light slaps to your cheek!

“I said look at me. We’re coming together, okay? Same time, baby. Here, take my hands.” Ushering you to rest those legs atop his shoulders and clutch fingers so that he could guide you through that nut..talking you through it as a real man would.

“Good girl…just keep squeezing me. You’re right there, I can feel it.” Meanwhile, you were on the brink of tears from the immense pressure swelling inside of you. Tits bouncing, legs trembling and body a complete wreck of orgasmic bliss. “So count with me. On three, I want you to let go.” Nodding your head in response and he’d place a kiss to your forehead, brushing your thumb pad across his cheek. “Don’t hold back..” and with that, he’d start his countdown. Starting at one, it’d seem like an eternity but alas, you both hit that fateful number and it was as if fireworks exploded, your hearts thudded from your chest and the two of you saw heaven simultaneously. It was hands down the best orgasm either of you had ever felt!..made apparent by the loud, pathetic cries that escaped both of you along with your cum. You squirting all over his abs and him filling you with a long stream of nut. The warmth of being stuffed made it even better.

he was an absolute mess, tears coming down his face to match your own and the two of you just held one another close as you rode out those orgasms; immersed in an ecstasy filled haze. One that could only be found after true love making.

“Thank you, baby. Thank you so much for letting me fuck you like this. I needed that..” sticking his fingers into your mouth to suckle on as you grinned at one another as you basked in the afterglow. It was safe to say that neither you had plans to spin the block on any past partners nor leave this bed anytime soon.

“You know you’re stuck with me, right? Like I’m not letting you go..” admitting as you caressed the side of his cheek. You had nothing to worry about because it’d take something major to pry him away from the girl that he always knew he loved.

“I’ve been here all this time..nothing can separate us now.”

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humanitys-strongest-bamf · 8 months

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Discipline | Levi Week Day 5 - Modern!AU

big thanks to @leviweek2023 for hosting this and helping me work through this writer's block!!

✧ word count ➼ ~2.6k ✧ notes ➼ modern!au, manager!levi, smut, MDNI, mean dom!levi, afab!reader, fem!reader, filthy filth, y'all know i couldn't get through levi week without producing some type of smut ✧ content/warnings: power dynamics, manager and employee, some dubcon themes, degradation, vaginal fingering, spanking, creampie, hair-pulling, finger-sucking, marking

Levi Ackerman was a real piece of work. You had made mental notes of all the supervisors on staff during onboarding, having had your fair share of shitty managers, and you already knew Levi was going to be one of them. He didn't seem like the type to communicate well, and certainly did not seem like someone that would be willing to listen to you if you wanted to bring any internal concerns up.

Your world flipped upside down once you realized you were going to be assigned to him.

It's okay, he's just your manager, you'd think to yourself.

All you had to do was do the work and be professional. As long as he could be professional back, then you could bear through this. Maybe he wasn't as bad as he seemed.

Your first one-on-one in his office did not go the way that you had expected it to for multiple reasons.

He was 100% an asshole. He barely made eye contact with you and spoke to you as if you had no idea what you were doing, completely ignoring the credentials that had landed you this job. You were easily beginning to hate him.

You were also unable to keep your eyes off him. The entire meeting, all you could focus on was how he looked with his sleeves rolled up, showing off his forearms; how the top two buttons of his dress shirt was undone, offering you a sneak peak at his collarbones; and how his blazer hugged his lower back, naturally directing your gaze towards his ass.

From that day forward, you weren't able to be normal around him. Every time he passed you, you felt your lower belly tingle. You found yourself having to peel your eyes off him whenever he had his office door open. It was inappropriate. He was your manager. You couldn't be horny for him without your life becoming an HR nightmare.

You decided to try to focus on the "asshole" part of him, silently hoping that if you hated him, then your hatred would overtake the horrifically inappropriate thoughts you kept on having about him.

You were wrong. It just made you hornier. However, you still convinced yourself that you just had to work harder to hate him. You very quickly found yourself becoming more and more hostile towards him. While you still turned in your work appropriately, you began to exhibit passive aggressive behavior towards him. You mouthed off about him to coworkers, making sure to raise your voice every time he passed by, and even went out of your way to blatantly disobey his requests if it didn't actually affect your work performance.

Thus, it was a long time coming before he finally called you into his office. You were busy typing away at a report that was due in a few hours when you were rudely interrupted by Levi stepping out of his office and calling out your name.

"We need to have a talk."

He spoke in a calm, but irritated tone.

You sighed in exasperation.

"Does it have to be now? Or do you not want this report to get turned in on time?"

His eyebrows scrunched together as you could visibly see him getting pissed.

"Yes it does," he said sternly. "Come to my office. Now."

You let out a more than audible groan as you rolled your eyes before finally following him into his office.

The door was slightly cracked open behind you as you stood in front of him. He was leaning back, resting his waist against his desk, crossing one leg over another, with his hands buried into his pockets.

"Is this about my numbers?" you asked, eager to break the tension. "I can assure you, they're well exceeding expectations."

"Tch," Levi tutted as he let out a scoff. "If this was regarding your numbers, you'd simply receive a performance report in your email."

Without even having to ask, you knew that this was about your behavior. You immediately averted your gaze, hoping that he hadn't put together the pieces that you were being a brat to him in the vain hopes that you could convince yourself that you were more angry at him than you were horny for him. Unfortunately, the two compounded upon each other, so you just found yourself angrily horny at him.

"We need to talk about your behavior."

"What do you mean?" you asked innocently, glancing up and immediately noting the unamused look on his face.

"You've been acting like a little shit and I would like to give you the benefit of the doubt before resorting to any disciplinary measures."

"And what exactly have I been doing, boss?" you challenged.

His frown turned into a scowl as you continued to question him.

"You've been purposefully ignoring my emails requesting you to do a report differently, saying inappropriate comments to staff—especially when it comes to me—and you've been showing off this distasteful attitude of yours exclusively to me."

You stood there quietly as he scolded you, trying to ignore the increasing heat building up between your legs as he reprimanded you.

"Well," you spoke with a sharp exhale, trying to keep yourself together. "It's obnoxious working under you, so I have to vent somehow."

He got up and began to walk towards you, presumably to open the door to kick you out now that you've explained yourself.

"Now if you're done wasting my time-"

He instead did the exact opposite. You turned towards the door as you spoke, but he beat you to it. Before you could finish your sentence and reach for the doorknob, he placed his hand on the door, gently shutting it, indicating that you were not allowed to leave.

You felt your breathing get warm in anticipation. He was standing right behind you, close enough that you could feel his breath on you.

"You think I haven't noticed?" he whispered quietly, his breath tickling the hairs on the back of your neck.

You didn't answer, not wanting to make assumptions as to what he was referring to.

"The way you've been shooting glances in my direction?" he spoke curiously. "The way you have to run off to the bathroom immediately after we have one of our 'conversations'?"

You felt chills run up your spine as he reached down and locked the door, with his other hand gently placed on your waist.

"Bend over."

"Wh-What?" you asked, your eyes widening in shock.

"You heard me," he reiterated as he took a step backwards. "Bend over. On my desk."

He stepped off to the side, motioning over towards his desk.

"Now," he scolded after it took you a second to react.

You slowly moved towards his desk, hesitant to jump to the conclusion of what he was trying to do, although the signs were obvious.

Having decided that you were moving too slowly, he stepped behind you and slightly pushed you down, causing you to lose balance and fall straight onto the wooden surface.

You grunted as your chest hit his desk, although he didn't push you down hard enough to cause any pain.

By the time you reoriented yourself, his hand was cupped around your ass, gently squeezing at it as his hand slipped underneath your skirt.

He tutted quietly in disappointment once he went to touch your bare bottom but was blocked off by the pantyhose you had decided to wear that day.

Levi's hand quickly reached up to your waistband and pulled down the pantyhose and your underwear at the same time, causing you to gasp. He raised up one of your legs as he took them off you, leaving them dangling off the other.

"L-Levi, what are you-"

"Disciplining you," he said in a matter-of-fact tone before you could finish your sentence.

Hearing him speak those words caused your wetness to gather as your core heated up. It gave you an overwhelming feeling of needing to hide, especially since you didn't have anything to hide the fact that you were wet. You were bent over in front of him with your panties removed and skirt bunched up around your waist.

His hands gently squeezed at your inner thigh, and your hips subtly moved backwards as you grew more impatient for his touch.

He immediately noticed and gently flicked at your slit, causing you to flinch.

"You wanted this, didn't you?" he mumbled directly into your ear, his lips brushing up against it.

You bit down on your lip at the sensation and nodded at him.

You couldn't see him from your position, but the corner of his lips tugged up in a subtle smirk as he saw your response. Immediately after, you felt the pads of his fingers rubbing up against your clit, causing you to gasp audibly.

His smirk was quickly replaced with a frown.

"Quiet now," he growled at you, gently nipping at your ear as a warning.

You let out a quiet whine as your hips bucked back towards him again. You were getting so wet that your slick was dripping down your thighs. Every second that you couldn't have him was driving you nuts.

You took in a sharp inhale as you felt him slowly slide his middle finger into your heat, feeling slightly embarrassed over how wet you were over him. Another whine came out of your throat as his index finger joined as well.

His fingers gently pumped in and out of you, the tips of his fingers rubbing up against your sweet spot. He began to spread his two fingers as they were inside you, slowly stretching you out.

A more audible moan came out of your mouth as you felt him stick a third finger in, the pain mixed in with the pleasure that was beginning to overtake your body. Thank goodness the walls were thick.

It was embarrassing, the noises he was drawing out of you as he pumped all three fingers in and out, your pussy essentially sucking him in. His fingers brushed up against the bundle of nerves inside you that made it impossible for you to think with each time that he thrust them further inside you. If this is what his fingers felt like, you couldn't help but wonder what his cock would feel like instead.

Your breathing destabilized as you felt your walls tightening around his fingers. You were close.

However, before you could let your incoming orgasm hit you, he suddenly pulled his fingers out, leaving you with a disappointing and empty feeling. You gripped at his desk, frustrated that he had stolen your orgasm from you.

Your pussy throbbed as you vaguely heard a zipper getting undone, your breath getting caught in your throat when you felt the tip of his cock rubbing up against your slit.

Before you could process anything, Levi quickly stuck his fingers in between your lips, forcing your mouth open and sticking two of his fingers deep into your mouth. Your tongue circled around his fingers as you tasted yourself on him, which only seemed to further arouse you.

His other hand grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled your head back as he slammed his cock all the way inside you, with his fingers muffling your cries.

Levi was not gentle as he fucked you. He meant it when he said discipline, and it showed as his hips roughly snapped into yours again and again, the tip of his cock easily rubbing up against your cervix with every thrust.

It was too much. You couldn't think, with every thrust of his only further scrambling your mind as euphoria coursed through your veins. You tried to say something, but his fingers that were buried in your mouth made your words incomprehensible.

"Speak up," Levi scolded, a malicious look entering his eyes, with him being fully aware that you couldn't actually talk. "Or did no one ever teach you not to mumble?"

His thrusting paused for a split second as he took his hand out of your mouth, lifting your leg and propping it up on the surface of his desk, roughly slamming his cock deeper into you.

You cried out, his fingers no longer being there to quiet down the lewd noises coming out of you.

"L-Levi, it's too much, I-"

Levi released your hair, letting you fall back down onto his desk, planting his palm in the middle of your back, firmly pinning you down onto the wooden surface.

"You can take it, can't you?" he murmured, momentarily slowing down.

You bit on your lip and nodded at him.

A smug expression quickly appeared on his face at your reaction.

"That's what I thought," he mumbled as his pace picked up again.

He was relishing in the way that your ass jiggled as he drilled into you. He quickly whipped his hand across your asscheek as he spanked you, causing you to yelp, clearly no longer giving a shit if anyone else in the office heard what was going on during your 'talk'.

Your pussy clenched up around his cock as soon as he spanked you, your breathing growing more unsteady with every single time that his cock rubbed up against the one spot that made it impossible for you to think. You heard a small groan come from his throat as he felt how tight you suddenly were around his cock.

"...g-gonna cum...Levi-"

"Already?" he asked with a mocking tone. "Dirty little slut."

His pace picked up further and you whined as you felt his fingers rubbing down at your clit as he continued to slide in and out of you roughly to the point that his desk was shaking.

"Stay quiet for me, or I'll make it even worse next time," he hissed after you let out a whine upon feeling his fingers on your clit.

His command, which implied that this was likely not a one-time thing, and his tone in which he scolded you worked together as he finally brought you over the edge. Your orgasm hit you like a truck, suddenly and intensely, and you had to plant your face into his desk to keep your moans from being too audible.

You felt both your clit and cunt twitch as he fucked you through your orgasm. Your legs were shaking that you could barely hold yourself up and your hands were clenching at his desk with such force that your knuckles were pale.

He leaned down against you, biting you harshly on the neck as his thrusts began to get sloppier, beginning to chase his own high. His body weight pinned you down onto the desk so that you could barely move, with his teeth that had sunken into your flesh leaving a mark that would no doubt be visible for days.

His thrusts slowed down as his hips continued to snap into yours harder, burying his cock deep into your pussy. Levi finally let out a deep, guttural groan as his cock twitched while shooting his cum deep inside you. Although you could barely think, you silently thanked yourself for being on birth control.

His own body was shaking as he continued to slide in and out of you for a few more seconds, breathing heavily. Levi let out another quiet groan as he finally pulled out of you, pushing himself up so that he was standing again.

He looked down at you as he steadied his own breathing, tilting his head a bit to the side as he watched his cum drip out of your cunt and down your thighs, easily feeling himself on the verge of getting aroused again.

Levi slapped your ass one more time.

"Now get out. I have work that needs to get done."

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AOT Veterans red flags Pt.1

Characters: Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith, Hange Zoe

Tags: headcanons, implied established relationship, annoying things I think they would do, they/them pronouns for Hange <3

A/N: Listen, I don't know about you but I can't enjoy anything without trying to find something bad about it No wonder why I've been in therapy for 4 years, so this is me trying to find annoying things they would do when in a relationship. I will also post the cute/nice things version soon, so don't worry! :p

Levi Ackerman:

Will snap at you when mad. Even if you manage to get him to date you and even if he really loves you, when he’s mad, he doesn’t make exceptions on anyone and will most likely snap at you if you’re nearby or if you’re the reason he’s upset.

Will give you the cold shoulder after arguing. He may be a strong and composed man but most definitely lacks of some emotional intelligence so if you have a fight his first response is to back out and ignore you until he’s sorted his mind. It may be hours, days or even weeks until he starts reaching out to you normally.

Will never admit he’s wrong. Following with the arguing theme, if you guys are fighting about something he is wrong about, he will rather leave you talking to yourself than to admit he’s wrong. He may reach out to you and admit it afterwards but will never do it at the moment you’re arguing.

Will expect you to adapt to his lifestyle and not the other way around. He’s been very independent since a young age and his lifestyle is ruled by very specific ideals and schedules, which means he will most likely expect you to understand and adapt to said rhythm instead of asking for your way of doing things or even try to adapt to yours.

Will not “get out of his shell” for you. He’s a very reserved, quiet and simple man; no, he will not eventually start to like going out and meeting new people and no he will not suddenly change his attitude to be a friendly sunshine just because you’re like that or you want him to be like that. He is who he is and will not change for anyone, take it or leave it.

If he must choose between Erwin or you, he will choose Erwin. This isn’t even a question for him, and it’s not even an Eruri kind of thing, it’s just that for the most part of his life his only reason to keep going has been Erwin’s ideals, the only constant in his life has been Erwin and for him to choose something or someone else above that is almost impossible.

Will not like the things you like just to make you happy. If you like drinking coffee instead of tea it’s alright for him, but don’t expect him to start liking it too just because you offered him a cup. Also, if you are a social person and love to go out and befriend everyone, he will not stop you but won’t go out of his way to be friendly either.

Will most likely ignore you if he gets too overwhelmed. He will not do it on purpose or without a warning but if he’s tired and you keep on rambling about something that may not necessarily be interesting to him, he won’t hesitate on asking you to stop talking or to let you know he’s not interested.

Erwin Smith:

King of gaslighting. Erwin is such a great strategist, he’s smart and analytical, of course he will find a way to make you believe you were wrong when arguing even if he’s actually the one who messed up.

Will neglect the relationship more than expected. Whether you’re dating or married, you really should understand the role he plays inside the walls. He is the Commander of the scouting legion and will almost always be drowning in work, he may not like to do it but will sometimes put aside your relationship for the sake of his job, even if this makes you upset.

Won’t tolerate too much bs. Another practical man who’s been alone most of his life and already has everything figured out the way it works for him. If he dates you and you start to try to change his way of living or his routines, he will break the relationship without hesitation. He needs someone as mature and practical as him who will understand him without fussing about trivial things.

Will flirt and court other ladies if needed. I previously posted a HC about Erwin knowing he’s handsome and using that to his advantage sometimes and I firmly believe he would keep doing so even after he is in a relationship, he may not go all the way and cheat on you for the sake of the scouts but will probably accept an invitation to dinner or a flirty kiss on the cheek if he knows that can be beneficial to the legion. He isn’t trying to make you jealous or upset you, but don’t expect him to pass on an opportunity if the time is right.

King of mansplaining. He does not do it on purpose, I promise. But very often he will explain the most basic thing to you as if you were a toddler who just learned how to talk. He will also use that slow and condescending voice when explaining things that makes your blood boil.

Is a very jealous partner. Yes, he may flirt with a lady on a ball but that’s just because it’s for the sake of the scouts; your sweet greeting to that seller at the market isn’t saving the world so why do you need to greet him in such way?

Will leave to expeditions without saying goodbye. This behavior may appear only the first two or three times after you get together, this man is afraid of dying outside the walls and leave you waiting for him forever, so what does his smart yet dumb brain tells him to do? Leave without saying goodbye. that way if he does come back, he can always apologize and if he doesn’t, well, hopefully you’re too mad at him to notice he didn’t make it back home this time.

Hange Zoe:

Will prioritize their projects above anything. And yes, that includes you. If you’re expecting them to push everything away and come running to you just because they’ve been secluded in that office for too long, think again. Because they won’t.

Does not understand boundaries at all. Oh, you’re sleeping after a tiring shift? Don’t care, come look at this cool rock I found. Do you have an irrational fear of titans? Close your eyes, I will show you something so cool you will forget you fear them! (They will take you to see a real titan up close).

Will look down at you if you don’t understand them. They will constantly ramble about things that sometimes may be too complicated to understand, and if you dare to tell them that, they will stop talking and go find “someone who’s smart enough to understand”.

Hygiene isn’t their priority. They will run and hug you even if they just came back from training and they’re sweaty and smelly. Your clothes will never be clean again because they will randomly wipe their hands on whatever surface is near and, sadly for you, that will be you most of the time. “No, I don’t need to shower just yet, I did it a few days ago”

Will zone out when you’re talking. This isn’t necessarily their fault; they are just so invested on that new formation they suggested for the next expedition and can’t stop thinking about it that your childhood story about that bruise isn’t worth the time.

Will steal food from your plate without asking. “Sorry, I didn’t realize you were saving that piece of meat as your last bite, it seemed so delicious that I thought I’d take it before it went cold”. “What do you mean it’s disgusting if I put my hand on your soup? I just wanted to fish that tiny potato and eat it!”.

#levi ackerman #erwin smith #hange zoe #aot headcanon #aot headcanons #aot vets #levi headcanons #erwin headcanons #hange headcanons

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ackermanbloodline · 9 months

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Letting Go (Part II) - Levi Ackerman x Female Reader

Word Count: 4.1k

Warnings: Sexual themes. 18+, MDNI.

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“As much as I’m enjoying this, we should get out of here before we draw too much attention to ourselves.”

“Good idea.”

He motions his head towards the exit and you follow him, his frame sturdy and unwavering as you have to brush by numerous bodies just to get to the doorway. He occasionally looks back at you to ensure that you’re still behind him.

The night breeze feels like a welcoming party when you step outside. You breathe in an entirely fresh breath of air. It cleanses your entire being. It’s chilly but not cold. You look up and the stars are out tonight, shimmering brilliantly above.

It isn’t until you hear Levi toying with his keys and unlocking his car that you snap out of your trance. A set of orange lights flashes onto the pavement ahead for a moment once the car is ready to get into.

“Levi, wait,” you call urgently. He doesn’t stop or seem to acknowledge you at all. “Are you okay to drive?”

“Yes.”

“Are you sure?”

“I wouldn’t be offering if I thought I wasn’t capable,” he says your name with bitterness playing upon his tongue. “Just let me drive you home.”

“Okay.”

You manage to swiftly seat yourself in your car and he does the same. The inside, as you expected, is immaculately clean. There isn’t a single spec of dust on anything. Not even the floor mats have any dirt on them. It looks like it was just driven off the lot. The car smells like a mix of cologne and mint. The entire interior is leather with some silver accents and you immediately notice that it’s a stick shift.

As you put on your seatbelt, Levi depresses the brake pedal and pushes the start button, causing it to roar to life. It’s loud but not overbearing. Blood-red lights light up the floors. The touchpad screen turns on and his slender fingers immediately press on it and settle on some music. It’s heavy enough that a conversation isn’t meant to be had.

(Song: Drive Forever [Remix] by Sergio Valentino)

He puts it in first and slowly drives off the lot. As he does, a large surge of people exit the nightclub. You left at the perfect time. The bass from the song echoes in your chest. The sound system is immaculate. And his taste in music isn’t so bad, either. As he continues to drive, you look out the window and admire the numerous streets and houses that are still alive, even at this hour.

You reflect on the night and remember his wandering hands on you. How his hips meshed with yours without effort. His eyes.

“Then let's give them something to stare at.”

You swallow a thick wad of saliva after the memories play in your mind like a film reel. You take a deep breath.

He takes an unfamiliar turn towards another road and your eyebrows furrow together.

“Where are we going?”

He adjusts the music volume.

“You’ll see.”

* * *

His car turns down a dirt road and you are sure that he’s taking you out here to murder you or something. The road is windy and keeps going uphill. You are somewhat concerned for his car since it’s so low but he seems careful with it. After a few minutes of going up, the vehicle sits on top of a giant overlook of the city. It looks so peaceful and quiet.

“Holy shit,” you swear, sitting up in your seat to get a better look. Meanwhile, he leans his seat backward to stretch out his legs more.

“One of the few perks of being a captain is getting access to restricted areas like this. Nobody else comes up here with the exception of me.”

“We have to be somewhere in Wall Sina, right?”

“Yes.”

You don’t recall the ride being so long but maybe you were too submerged in your thoughts that you didn’t even notice. You’ve never been here before. And many people will die not having the same privilege. You count your blessings.

You smile, “Cool.”

He frowns, deeply, “Hey, what in the hell happened to your hand?”

You look down on your lap and see hints of bruising starting to flower across your hand in lighter shades. He managed to notice it even though the red lighting distorted its appearance. Some of the skin is even off your knuckles, dried blood taking its place instead.

“Oh, uh… it’s nothing. Really.”

Levi calls your name the same way as he does while in the Survey Corps. It’s an order.

“Some dude just got a little touchy and I took care of it. Not a big deal.”

“And I’m assuming this happened on your trip to the bathroom?”

“On the way back, actually,” you say as-a-matter-of-factly and he glares at you. “But… yeah.”

“Did you at least break his nose?”

You chuckle, “Considering that it was bleeding pretty good, I think so.”

“Good.”

You look down back on your lap, not knowing what to say back. You twiddle your thumbs. The vehicle is silent for a few moments before you speak again, slightly laughing.

“You know, those were quite some moves out there. I didn’t know you danced.”

He says, almost defensively, “I don’t.”

“Levi, lighten up. You were actually pretty good.”

His eyes practically roll, “You were alright too, brat.”

“Just alright? That hard-on you had tells me otherwise.”

His head snaps over towards you and you hold up your hands in defeat.

“Hey, just being honest.”

“Tch.”

“For what it’s worth… I was pretty flustered too.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you still?”

“Flustered?”

“Yes.”

“Sort of,” you admit sheepishly, your cheeks heating up. “Are you?”

“You have no idea.”

Your pelvis contracts with his words, which are low and quiet. And you two can’t seem to break eye contact with each other. Your attention bounces from his lips back up to his silver gaze. Your lungs tighten, seemingly now unable to breathe properly. When you see his eyes do the same, a spark of desire starts in the pit of your stomach and courses throughout your veins.

As if both on cue, you both reach toward each other and your lips slam together. His grip secures itself around your waist and yours on the frame of his face. He feels warm, something classy playing upon his lips. Cinnamon… amaretto? You aren’t sure. Levi opens his mouth and your tongue slips in, getting more of a taste of him. Definitely amaretto. His mouth is so skilled on yours, especially when he takes your bottom lip in between his teeth and pulls back. You moan.

Levi’s dick hardens more and more with each passing moment. It almost becomes uncomfortable for him when things continue to stay the same for a few minutes. But he is a patient man.

His hands lift you and set you gently on his lap. He leans his seat farther back so you’re more comfortable. You feel a little self-conscious that you’re straddling him. A familiar bulge presses itself against your very inner thigh underneath you, which dissipates your feelings of insecurity. You steady yourself by gripping the headrest of his car seat and begin to softly roll your hips down onto his. When his hardness brushes against your cunt repeatedly, your eyes roll back.

You look down at Levi, your hair falling in curtains on the sides of your face, who is looking up at you with so much desire and lust that it makes you flood. Your stomach does somersaults. Desperate to feel him again, you lean down and kiss him. His touch is needier now. His grip on your sides pushes you down onto him and he kisses you harder than before. His mouth moves from your lips to your jaw and down to your neck.

“Levi,” you moan out when his warm tongue traces your carotid, running one of your hands through his hair and gripping it.

He steadies your hips so they quit moving and he shifts his hips up, allowing him to take total control. It isn’t long before he is tugging at your shirt and looking up at you.

“Can I take this off?”

You don’t respond. Instead, you take it off yourself, pulling it over your head and throwing it onto the passenger seat beside you. Your black lace bra catches his eye and he leans in to bury his face in your chest. He kisses and nips at your breasts. You relish in the feeling of Levi wanting, needing you so bad. He pushes one cup upward and takes your breast in his hand before placing your nipple in his mouth. He moans with appreciation.

He sucks, bites, licks, and kisses it. His mouth is slippery and warm. It feels so fucking good. Incisively, you shift your hips and grind against him, greed getting the best of you. You gently push him off you and pull the bra over your head before it also joins your shirt on the seat. Levi’s eyes go slightly wide, staring at your chest. You’ve never seen him present so much emotion.

You feel your face start to get hot.

“So perfect.”

The warm glow of the red floor lights shines on you both which creates an entirely lustful atmosphere. It’s perfect. Levi continues his assault on your chest, making sure that each of your breasts receives as much attention as the other. It is basically torture after minutes go by. You are certain that you are even soaking through your pants at this point.

You reach over his head and pinch the fabric on his back, urging him to take it off. He complies. And when he does, he wraps his arms around your torso. You relish in the feeling of skin-to-skin contact. An overwhelming feeling of safety takes over you. He kisses you once more before pulling away and pushing a strand of hair back behind your ear with his index finger. Shivers make waves down your spine.

“Get in the back.”

You do what you're told and navigate through the front seats to the back ones, laying down. Levi works to adjust the seats so that you both have more room to move around. You seize this moment to sneakily take off your pants, shimmying them down your legs. Once you’re done, you open them for him. Once he is done, his gaze falls on yours and scans up and down your body.

Your breath hitches in your throat when he swears and says your name, taken by surprise. You blush and grab him by the belt to pull him in between your legs. Your fingers work steadily to remove his belt and throw it onto the car floor. He helps you undo the button of his pants, pulling down his fly, and removing his pants completely. You are both now only separated by two thin layers of cotton.

Both of you are panting with desire. He lays down on top of you and places his lips on yours. His dick strains through his underwear and against yours. Your wetness soaks through his own underwear and leaves the dark fabric glistening in the red light. Levi looks down and despite his eyes going wide, his tone remains calm and calculated.

“Look at the mess you’ve made,” he says. “You must be enjoying yourself.”

“Thoroughly.”

You chuckle and sit up, hooking your fingers into the hems of his underwear and pulling down to his knees. His dick springs free and you place a kiss on his hip bone before securing your hand around it. Levi rotates around and lays down on the backseat, running a hand through his disheveled hair before his gaze drops down to you, beautifully perched in between his knees. You let go of him and pull up your hair, securing it with a hair tie so he can have the entire view. A small, crooked smile plasters across his face. You had never seen him smile. He had caught your eye from the day you saw him. And you swore that you saw his eyes lingering on you, too. But you never made anything of it. Years of tension, finally being broken down in one night.

Once your hair is completely tied up, you lower your lips back down on his sex. His hips buck into your mouth softly when you take him in his entirety. Even though he was on the smaller side in general, that sentiment didn’t reflect on his penis. You are pleasantly surprised. His head rolls back and a low groan rips from the back of his throat. All the muscles in his body become tense. You wish you could somehow save this memory forever. How long had it been since he last experienced pleasure like this? You aren’t certain.

Levi nearly loses his mind when you suck him off properly. Although you eagerly lick the precum dripping from his tip, you don’t really taste anything. It tastes slightly salty but it’s barely even noticeable. His body jolts and jerks occasionally as you speed up your pace and slow it back down. He can’t even bring himself to look down at you. He knows he’ll cum on the spot. The vibrations your moans make on him feel too good, though, and with each passing second, he feels the peak of his orgasm build more and more. And it doesn’t go unnoticed by you.

You want him to lose control. He never does. The man doesn’t drink, doesn’t do anything that’s even remotely out of line. You want him to break all the rules tonight.

He deserves that.

Levi tries to force you off him but it doesn’t work, you’re too steadfast in your desires to falter.

“Hey, brat… I’m gonna — oh — you’re gonna make me cum if you don’t stop now.”

His voice is so breathy and low. Saturated with lust. He looks down at you and you bat at him through your eyelashes. You look him dead in the eye and use your hand and mouth to rhythmically milk him for all he’s worth. His grip finds its way to your hair, gently securing a grip around your scalp. His strong legs shake and his abs contract with pleasure. Your name falls off his lips once in between grunts and groans. Warm streaks of liquid shoot down your throat. You swallow it all and don’t dare waste a drop of it.

His hand tightens on your hair when you continue sucking, causing him to jerk uncontrollably below you. His eyes snap shut and he whimpers loudly as he leans forward. You lift up off him and giggle as you speed your hand up. He pleads for you to stop and you do, respecting his wishes. He collapses backward on the seat and heaves for breath. His eyes are still closed as you sit back in amusement.

He runs a hand through his hair again, setting it on his forehead after, “If you’re trying to kill me, you just got awfully close.”

“Not today, Levi.”

“Mmm, sure. Now come here and sit on my face.”

Your eyes go wide and you aren’t sure you heard Levi correctly. Your suspicions are confirmed when he looks at you with annoyance when you don’t do as he says.

“I beg your pardon?”

“For fuck’s sake,” he practically rolls his eyes before he grabs your hips and brings you up to his face. You look down at him, head in between your thighs, still laying down on the backseat. “For someone who’s been in the Scouts for as long as she has, one would think you’d know how to listen.”

You quickly but softly lower your pussy down onto his lips to make him shut up. He responds by wrapping his arms around your legs and using his fingers to grab and pinch your skin. His eyes close and his tongue starts to go to work. The flat of it presses up against your slit, causing a wave of warmth to echo throughout your pelvis. You place a head on the ceiling of the vehicle to stabilize as you slowly but surely begin to lose yourself to Levi’s mouth. His low groaning and moaning tells you that he enjoys eating you out as much as you love receiving it.

The windows are now completely fogged up. Your hips grind down onto his lips and mouth and occasionally he reaches a hand up and grabs at your breasts. He uses his index and thumb fingers to tweak your nipples. You chant Levi’s name over and over. He can’t get enough of it. The sounds of him licking and sucking fill the void of the car and add to your arousal. Levi is already hard again. You occasionally reach down and run your fingers through his scalp when he hits a really good rhythm/spot.

Your legs give out after a while and you fall backward and softly collapse on his body, your sex still in his face. That doesn’t give him reason to stop, though. He’s still going, relentless in his pursuit to make you feel as good as you made him. He sometimes shakes his head back and forth as he sucks your clit, causing his hair to fly all over the place and tickle your thighs. You periodically look at him and see his silver blades of eyes cut into yours in the darkness. It’s too much.

The atmosphere starts to spin thanks to your heavy breathing and tingles of pleasure spread down your legs and to your toes when you get close. Your hips stutter against his tongue and your moans become more frequent and high-pitched. You can feel his lips curl up into a smile beneath you. He doesn’t say anything and he doesn’t stop his rhythm. He keeps it right where you like it. That bastard.

“That feels so good, don’t stop,” you manage to moan out, reaching towards the back of your neck and grabbing his cock, stroking him again. He’s hard as a rock. And already so soon. His hips shift up into your hand. He groans into your cunt in response.

You nearly scream out when he adds two fingers into the mix. Without giving you much time to adjust to it, he already curls his long fingers upward and they press against your g-spot.

Levi places an open mouthed kiss against your inner thigh as he pushes up against it again and again. His eyes close when you mirror his stroking movements to yours. When you clench around his fingers again and again as your release nears, he has to show some restraint to not pin you down and pound you until you can’t walk. He bites the inside of his cheek harshly.

“You’re close, huh?”

You nod your head, broken pants being the only thing that can surpass your lips right now. He lowers back down and attaches his mouth to your clit, sucking it harshly as his fingers continuously hit your other sweet spot. He can tell you just need a little nudge and you’ll be pushed off the edge.

He mutters onto you, “Be good and cum for me.”

And it hits you like a freight train. Your legs shake. Your eyes roll back. You lose touch with reality. All you are able to comprehend is your orgasm ripping through you. You can’t even moan. You’re completely silent. You’ve never cum so hard in your entire life. Just like you did with him, though, Levi persists and keeps his movements steady even after you’re done. Your hands shoot down and push his away, but he’s too strong. It’s no use.

Warm tears well up at the corners of your eyes at the overstimulation. You regain your voice and your squealing is like music to his ears. But he stops soon after and looks at you with complete awe. You’re glistening with sweat and the sweet red light absorbs into it like honey. You’ve never looked more attractive than you do right now.

Levi pushes you down onto the seat and he climbs on top of you. You’re still recovering. You’re basically limp.

“Done so soon?”

You breathe, “Fuck… you…”

“If you say so.”

And his length slowly slips in, making your mouth drop open. You swear you can hear Levi very quietly gasp as it goes in. He looks down at where your bodies connect as he sinks deeper into you. Your pelvic floor is still pulsating. And he feels it. He emits a low groan.

“Levi, p… Please just give me a second.”

He nods and stops in his tracks, waiting for you to regain more of your senses. You take some deep breaths and try to focus your eyesight again. After what seems like forever for him, you finally wiggle your hips onto his, which is your cue for him to start again. His hips roll into yours and his dick slowly thrusts in and out. You wrap your hands around his tensed neck.

HIs body collapses onto yours and the feeling of his body weight on yours, his lips back on your neck, and his cock stuffed inside you is enough to make you want to go all night with him. Your lips ghost over his ear and you whimper quietly with each and every thrust. The sounds urge him to keep the rhythm he’s currently at. He doesn’t dare stop or slow down.

It’s almost like your pussy is made for him. You are taking him so well and you fit him like the perfect glove. He’s never experienced anything like it.

Both of you are accumulating sweat on your bodies and it causes you to slip and grind against each other in the best possible ways. The obscene sound of his skin softly slapping on yours fills the car. His balls slap against your ass. You feel so full with him inside you that it’s making your head go in circles.

He’s managing, somehow, to hit your sweet spot again. You contract around him with the sensation. He lifts himself up, holding his weight with one hand, and uses the other to make tight circles around your clit. He’s probably close, too. How couldn’t he be? The combination of his movements quickly back you to the brink again. And by the way he’s moaning, he’s right there too. He even uses his propping arm to slam up against the interior of the car once.

Instinctively, you wrap your hands around his neck to bring him back down onto you. You need the contact again. You wrap your legs around his backside, trapping him inside. He tries to pull away but you tighten your grip on his neck.

He whimpers, “Wh… what are you doing?”

“Cum with me, please. Please, please, please.”

With the sounds of your begging, it’s all Levi needs. And as a result of his sloppy hips and heartbreaking moans as he cums, you are granted your second orgasm. And it’s just as intense as the first. Your cunt almost suffocates him. It’s almost painful. But still, he is too focused on his pleasure to care. His thrusts slow down to an eventual stop. He lays on top of you.

You feel his heartbeat rage against your chest as he takes a moment to recuperate. You run a hand through his hair and his body tenses.

“Come on. We should get back.”

“Right.”

* * *

It’s a quiet ride back to HQ. Still, Levi tries to make small talk. Frankly, you are both utterly exhausted from the day’s events. Even though he only sleeps for a few hours per night, he feels like he could sleep through until morning. He catches himself drifting off at the wheel a few times but catches himself before his eyes close.

He walks you to the barracks. Once you reach your door, you turn around and look at Levi.

“Thanks for tonight,” you say sleepily, rubbing your eyes. “I had a lot of fun.”

“One night of leisure. I still expect you to be at the training grounds bright and early tomorrow with everybody else.”

“I’ll be there.”

“Good.”

“Okay.”

You go to twist the doorknob to enter, but Levi calls your name. You turn around and he looks conflicted.

“For what it’s worth… I enjoyed myself tonight as well.”

A smile creeps on your face, “Good, I’m glad. Goodnight, Captain.”

“Goodnight.”

You quietly sneak into your bunk after closing the door. You pull the blanket over you and get into a comfortable position. You close your eyes and recollect the night as you drift off. You’re sleeping in less than a minute.

Needless to say, you dream many things about the Captain that night.

* * *

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thecuriousquest · 7 months

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“If you ever try to attack me again, I will beat you within an inch of your life, wait for you to heal, and then do it all over again. Do you understand me, Wife?”

-Levi

SCREAMING!! THIS WAS SOOO GOOD!!

Please, a scenario within the same AU where she *does* try to attack him again. You can add NSFW if you see it fit.

The Captain and the Duchess Part Three

Tag List: @issamomma @repostingmyfavs @chickennugnugnug

Warnings: Yandere themes, really heavy domestic abuse, belt beating, injured reader, hair pulling, slapping, a tad bit of manipulation, fear inducing husband

Checkout my Master List here.

Part One, Part Two

***Note: This will be the last fic I write for The Captain and the Duchess. I’m sorry if this inconveniences anyone, but I’m kind of getting tired of writing for it. Thank you for all of your patience, and I love you all.

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Something unkind was beginning to settle under your skin as the days with your husband pass by at a slow rate. Everything just seems so dull to you now. Even if the sun is shining like a beacon in the sky, it’s as if a cloud is concealing it.

The smallest things frustrate you, Levi’s voice being one of them. Whenever he speaks to you, you find yourself gripping onto something to keep your hands preoccupied. Who knows what you would do if your finger nails weren’t bloodied from having gripped the table too harshly?

“Wife, are you listening to me? Hey, earth to brat.” He begins snapping in front of your face.

You huff and glare at him as your jaw is set firmly. “What is it, Husband?”

Oh, he doesn’t like that sharp tone at all, and you can see this reflect in his eyes.

“I’m not going to comment on that bitchy tone. I wanted to know if you need anything while I’m out. I expect you to stay here while I’m gone. Is that understood?”

Bitchy tone. Expected to stay here. Understand?

You can’t take it anymore.

It’s as if the color of blood has glazed over your eyes because scarlet hues are all you see. You can’t control your fists as they swing unpredictably.

However, what could you do to harm humanity’s greatest soldier? Nothing.

In your blind fit of rage, you forgot that you were trying to punch Captain Ackerman of the Survey Corps, a captain who goes on deadly missions to take back the wall and fight Titans.

He sidesteps you and sticks his foot out in front of you. Taking a tumble, you fall gracelessly on your hands and knees. As if claiming something conquered, he rests his foot on your back while looking down at you, forcing your body further into the ground.

“You fucking brat. Didn’t you learn your lesson from last time. Do you remember what I said?”

You writhe under the weight of his boot. Animalistic grunts depart from your mouth as you pant heavily, trying to get out from underneath him.

You gasp when the toe of his boot connects with your ribs. You clutch them tightly. Your vision turns clear now, tears gathering in your eyes and running past your cheeks. You sob quite harshly at the feeling of another kick right in the same spot, and you swear your ribs are broken now.

Hands clutch your hair, forcing you up on your knees.

“What did I tell you the night of our wedding? What did I say?”

Not responding leads to Levi slapping the daylights out of you while keeping a firm grip on your locks.

Blood trickles from your nose, dripping into your mouth. The taste is metallic, the texture is slick. It’s what you try to focus on rather than enduring rapid slaps and kicks from your soldier of a husband.

You’re drawn back to reality at the sting of another head spinning slap.

“What did I say?!” he repeats even louder now.

“You said…beat me and then…”

He watches you crumble, but he doesn’t allow you the grace of kindness. He yanks on your hair even harder, pushing you up against the wall.

“Speak up, cunt.”

“You s-said you’d beat me w-within an inch of m-my life, w-wait for me to h-heal, and then do it all o-over again. I don’t w-want this. Please, I want y-you to s-stop! H-husbands shouldn’t do this t-to their w-wives!”

“Well, if you wanted it, then it wouldn’t be much of a punishment.”

He draws you towards him before slamming the side of your head into the wall. Everything turns fuzzy in that instant. A strong punch to your stomach leaves you trying to suck in as much oxygen as you can, but you find that no matter how much you attempt to breathe, you feel like you’re going to pass out.

Hits and kicks rattle your body with agonizing torment. You’re uncomfortable, you’re hot, and it feels like torture. A hand clamps around your throat while your husband relentlessly punches your gut.

All you can do is lie there and take it. Pitiful whimpers and violent wails escape your lips. You wince as you feel him stomping on your thigh. You scream in misery when the stomp on your thigh turns into a kick to your chest.

You thought the beating couldn’t get any worse until he decided to take off his belt. You look up at him through swollen eyes, silently pleading for him not to do it.

Levi folds his belt in half, raises it above his head, and brings it down on the thigh he just berated. As his wife, you’ve been subjected to the belt five times already, but this is a whipping unlike anything you’ve endured thus far. It’s excruciating, and instead of keeping the belt focused on your bottom, he strikes anything in front of him. Your body is hit fifty times in succession all over, and you feel every bite of the leather. Your stomach, thighs, and back took the majority of those lashes, but you can still feel the sting on your arms, and calves as well.

Levi drops the belt and kneels next to you, gently shaking you to see if you’re still awake. He doesn’t get a response, so he feels your pulse. It’s slow, but it’s still there. He chuckles slightly. Wrapping you up in his arms, he takes you to the bedroom, dropping you on your side. Levi takes his shoes off before lying in bed next to you, pulling you up to his chest.

“If you had just behaved, none of this would have happened. Stupid little brat.”

He shakes his head, resting his chin on the crown of yours.

———

You wake up to something wet against your face. Your eyes can only open so much with how swollen they are, and you groan at the feeling of aches covering your entire body. Every inch of skin burns, every muscle feeling sore.

You lock eyes with Levi standing over you as he cleans the blood from your face and body.

“What time is it?” Your voice sounds groggy, and you cough with how dry your throat is.

Handing you a glass of water, Levi answers you, “It’s almost eleven.”

Looking out the window, the black sky is lit up with a half crescent moon and stars. You realize that you’ve been asleep for six hours.

Turning back to your husband, you regard him wearily. “What are you doing?”

“I’m cleaning you up. You look like shit.”

“I look like shit because of you.”

He puts the towel down and leans in close to your face, trapping you as he places his hands on either side of your body.

“Who is to blame for your punishment? You attacked me. I made you a promise on the night of our wedding, and I kept it.”

“What you did wasn’t a punishment. Husbands are supposed to love their wives, not abuse them.”

“I do love you, that’s why I punished you. If you had kept your hands to yourself, we wouldn’t have had to go through that little incident downstairs. Don’t worry, brat, I’ll take care of you, and when you heal, we can pick up the second part of your punishment.”

“S-second part?”

“Yes, I promised I would wait for you to heal and then do it all over again.” He picks up the towel and begins cleaning the wounds on your thighs. “Maybe, if you show me how much you appreciate my kindness, I’ll go easy on you.”

Your throat feels parched, even worse than when you first woke up. With weary eyes, you take your body into consideration. Cracked ribs, open wounds in several different areas, and bruising all over your legs and arms.

You don’t even want to know what your face looks like.

You can’t move, let alone get out of bed. Levi knew what he was doing. He knew you wouldn’t be able to run away under these physical conditions. You curse his intelligence as you stifle a whimper from the stinging sore on your leg that he is cleaning.

“Husband?”

He looks at you in silence, waiting to hear what you have to say.

You’ll do anything to have him go easy on you. Maybe, if you can at least feign appreciation, he’ll make your next beating look like love taps in comparison to this.

“I’m so sorry for attacking you. I don’t know what came over me. Thank you for taking the time to look after my wounds.”

“Of course, my lovely wife.”

———

Over the next few months, you’ve gotten to know the softer side of Levi. If he wasn’t so violent with you, you’d think he was a natural born care taker. He shows his love for you through cleaning your wounds and bandaging your ribs. He has even gone as far as using a salve on the belt marks on your back and thighs to heal them faster.

Even though it’s nice that your husband is treating you with care for once, you can’t help but think about how he is the one who put you in this position. What’s even more frightening is what’s to come after you’re done healing.

These thoughts plague you both day and night. You’ve bitten your lip so badly with worry that you ended up bleeding from the little tooth marks more often than not.

Levi scolds you lightly for this new bad habit of yours. He wags his finger in your face, telling you, “your body won’t heal well if you keep adding onto your list of wounds.” He doesn’t punish you for it, however. Instead, he cleans up your swollen lip and bloody chin.

———

You’re only a tad bit sore now as Levi helps you up from the bed. Your body has made a full recovery, and you feel elated now that you can move about again. However, that feeling doesn’t last as Levi looks at you with a satisfied smirk.

“It’s good to see you’re feeling better.”

You rub your wrist and nod. “Yes, Husband, thank you so much for your care. I really do appreciate it.”

He gently caresses your face, giving your cheek a lingering kiss.

“Since you’ve shown me your appreciation, I guess I can go a bit easier on you. This time, we’ll skip the broken bones, so you’ll only get the belt. What do you say?”

You can’t find it in you to beg for his mercy, not that he’d show you any no matter how hard you plead. Instead, you nod and bend over the bed.

“Thank you, Husband.”

#yandere #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x darling #triggering content #triggering themes #yandere themes #attack on titan #levi ackerman attack on titan #levi ackerman aot #levi ackerman #captain levi #yandere levi ackerman #yandere levi ackerman x reader #yandere levi x reader

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exo-levi · 8 months

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Timeless

Title: Timeless Reference: AoT, Taylor Swift's Timeless (parts of it) Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Fem!Reader Universe: Reincarnation!AU, Canonverse Period: AoT Season 4 and Postwar Warning(s): Small amount of spoilers from the manga ahead Theme: Fluff & angst Word count: 1.5k words

Disclaimer: - AoT Universe belongs to Isayama Hajime. - Song used belongs to Taylor Swift

Summary: Haunted by vivid dreams of a past life, she embarks on a quest to uncover the mysteries behind her connection to Levi and a world plagued by Titans. As she delves deeper into the past, she encounters a man who bears an uncanny resemblance to Levi, leading to a profound realization that their love is truly timeless.

It was a tranquil day, perfect for a leisurely stroll through town. The streets were dotted with neighbors engaged in pleasant conversations, relishing the beautiful weather at the park, and the joyful sounds of children playing filled the air. This picturesque scene was a rarity, particularly for her.

Normally confined to her apartment on weekends, she had ventured out today in an attempt to escape the relentless headache that had plagued her for the past two days. It wasn't an illness but rather a persistent sleeplessness that had left her head throbbing.

For nearly a month, she had been experiencing peculiar dreams that seemed almost like vivid memories. Some were nightmarish, inducing terror capable of jolting her awake, while others were warm and filled with longing—for something, for someone.

The previous night was no exception, with her headache intensifying. So, she had chosen to take a walk to clear her mind of the unsettling dream she had just experienced.

"Stay with me," a deep voice had echoed in her dream.

Although everything appeared blurred, the voices were crystal clear. Cries and screams reverberated, creating a cacophony of chaos.

"Levi…"

Who is this Levi?

The eerie feeling of familiarity that accompanied the name lingered, as if she had met him somewhere before. Dismissing it, she continued her walk. Whoever Levi was, she resolved to deal with him—or forget about him—later.

A few steps later, she abruptly halted, inexplicably drawn to an antique shop she had never entered before. While she often passed by it on her way to work, she had never ventured inside. Yet today, an inner impulse guided her through its doors.

As she explored the store, her eyes danced over an array of beautifully preserved items—pottery, vintage furniture, memorabilia, and more. It was remarkable how these artifacts from bygone eras still retained their original charm and pristine condition.

Guided by an unseen force, she eventually reached the counter where a slightly worn-out box captured her attention. In bold marker, it read, "25 cents each." Curiosity piqued, she peeked inside and found it filled with a multitude of old photographs.

"See anything you like, dear?" the shop owner inquired.

"Just looking, Ma'am," she replied with a warm smile.

The owner nodded, "Feel free to browse at your leisure."

Thanking her, she selected two photographs. The first depicted a young woman, radiant in her wedding dress, while the other captured the same woman and a military man sharing an affectionate smile. The love evident in their eyes was undeniable.

Leafing through the stack, she couldn't help but smile at the love story that unfolded before her. These photographs painted a tale of a couple's romance from the 1940s, evoking dreams of an enduring love. The images strangely reminded her of Levi.

…Levi?

That enigmatic name returned, flooding her thoughts once more.

***

"I love you," he whispered in her dream, his eyes locked onto hers in the dim light of their surroundings. Her fingers tenderly brushed through his hair, gently tucking it behind his ear. "I love you too," she replied breathlessly, the aftermath of their passionate encounter still lingering in the air.

Tomorrow marked the day they would reclaim Wall Maria, and they had seized this precious moment to be together before the impending battle.

The memory from her dream played on a loop in her mind, and she couldn't help but be unsettled by the persistent presence of this man named Levi. She had never encountered anyone with raven hair and a stern yet handsome countenance—certainly not in her waking life.

***

"Levi…" she murmured incredulously.

The rain poured relentlessly, drenching her surroundings. There he lay, her beloved, covered in blood and surrounded by shards of wood from a nearby explosion. He looked lifeless. Kneeling beside him, she cradled his head and drew him close, silent tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Would you look at that, our biggest threat is covered in his own blood," Floch muttered from behind. "Let's shoot him in the head," another soldier suggested.

"He's dead," Hange declared. Her eyes met Hange's, and the unspoken understanding between them led her to maintain her silence, her gaze unwaveringly fixed on Levi.

"He was caught in a Thunder Spear explosion at point-blank range. Internally, he's in pieces," the soldiers explained. Floch insisted on checking Levi's pulse, but both she and Hange remained quiet. Before Hange could respond, a nearby Titan began to steam, revealing Zeke beneath it. The soldiers' attention quickly shifted, providing an opportunity for her, Hange, and Levi to slip away. They escaped, rescuing him from the brink of death.

***

"I have brought all the reports from Captain Levi, Ma'am," a cadet reported.

"Thank you, cadet. You're dismissed," the co-captain acknowledged.

With a salute, the cadet left, and the co-captain delved into the files, diligently tending to her captain's duties. Amidst the paperwork, a small folded paper slipped from one of the folders and landed on the floor.

She picked it up and unfolded it, revealing a heartfelt message. A soft smile graced her lips as she recognized the familiar handwriting.

"Don't overwork yourself and always stay hydrated.

I love you.

Levi."

It was the little gestures, the sweet notes, and loving sentiments that Levi conveyed that never failed to warm her heart and rekindle her love for him. She placed the love letter aside, alongside the other letters Levi had written, with the intention of showering him with affection after a long day. He unquestionably deserved it.

***

"Do you ever think about what you'd do when this is all over?" she asked Levi one day.

Levi was taken aback by the genuine question, pausing to contemplate his response. "Hmm," he began, "I'd like to build a Tea Shop."

"A Tea Shop?" she quizzically inquired.

"Yes," he replied, his gaze fixed on her, his voice a soft whisper, "and you'll be there."

Her eyes widened in slight astonishment at his sweet declaration, and then she smiled. She reached out, her fingers gently combing through his hair before caressing his soft cheek. "I'd like that, Levi," she whispered back. She leaned in for a kiss, and as they parted, she continued, "And we'll have a garden outside the Tea Shop, so customers can dine there too. Doesn't that sound wonderful?"

Levi chuckled softly at her unexpected enthusiasm. "It does," he concurred. He reached for her hands, bringing them to his lips and planting a tender kiss on her knuckles, his thumbs gently rubbing them. "We'll end this war, and we'll live in peace, together."

His sudden displays of affection never failed to melt her heart and renew her love for him.

"Together."

"Always."

***

"Connie!"

Before Connie could turn to see who had called his name, a powerful shove from behind propelled him out of harm's way, narrowly avoiding an imminent Titan attack he hadn't seen coming. The young woman who had saved him was not so fortunate, as the Titan's teeth sank into her leg during her heroic act. She lost her balance, and in her fall, a claw sliced through her side, causing further injury.

As she plummeted to the ground, Levi caught her, having swiftly moved from a distant part of the battlefield. Gently laying her down, he assessed the extent of her injuries.

"Stay with me," his deep voice echoed.

Although her vision blurred, the voices were clear and distinct. Cries and screams surrounded them, creating a scene of utter chaos.

"Levi…" she whispered weakly, her lifeblood staining the earth beneath her.

In response, he knelt beside her, his expression a mask of concern and fear. He couldn't bear the thought of losing her. "I've got you. I'll bandage your wounds and get you out of the combat zone," he promised, his voice trembling.

"Levi…"

She interrupted him, prompting him to meet her gaze. His breath caught in his throat, and his heart raced. He couldn't lose her, not now. "Wrapping my wounds will take time. You need to go back out there and help the others," she insisted, her voice strained. "I'll make it quick. Don't worry."

"Don't."

She interrupted him once more. "Please, Levi, let me go."

He whispered her name, his voice choked with emotion. "I can't lose you like this. We're on the brink of ending this war," he pleaded.

"You won't lose me. We'll find each other in another life," she assured him with a sad smile. Her hand reached up to wipe away a tear that he hadn't realized had fallen. He was silently weeping.

"I love you," she whispered.

He couldn't accept this. They were so close to victory, and he couldn't fathom a life without her. This wasn't what either of them wanted, but if it was the hand fate had dealt them, there was little they could do.

"I love you too."

"Finish this war without me. I have faith in all of you."

Levi leaned down and pressed his forehead on her own, tears escaped the moment his closed his eyes tight. His lover leaned to him closer to kiss him passionately.

"I'll see you later," she whispered.

***

Her heart ached as much as her head did as different memories kept flooding in her mind. She closed her eyes tight for a second to recover herself and realized she's been staring at the same box for who knows how long. She returned the photos in the box and went out of the shop.

Enough of this.

The young woman sighed. Hopefully, she'll find an answer.

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Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, yet the ache in her heart remained. She resumed her normal life, following her mundane routine, but it felt as though a part of her was missing. Her dreams, those memories from a different time and place, haunted her relentlessly.

One evening, as she gazed out of her window at the setting sun, an overwhelming restlessness consumed her. The need for answers had grown too strong to ignore. The strange connection she felt to the name "Levi" and the vivid memories that felt so real could no longer be dismissed.

Taking a deep breath, she resolved to embark on a quest to unearth the truth behind these haunting memories. She threw herself into research, scouring old books and articles, desperately searching for any mention of a Levi who might have lived during the time of her dreams. It was a long shot, and the odds were against her, but an unshakeable feeling told her that this was important.

Weeks stretched into months as she painstakingly combed through historical records. One day, she stumbled upon a faded photograph in an ancient journal—a black and white image of a group of soldiers. In the center of the photograph stood a man who sent shivers down her spine.

"Levi," she whispered his name aloud, as if to confirm his existence. The man in the photograph possessed the same raven hair and stern yet striking countenance she had seen in her dreams. It couldn't be a coincidence. The journal provided some details about a group of soldiers who had fought in a war against colossal humanoid creatures called Titans. It was a war that had occurred over a century ago, and most of the soldiers had perished.

Delving deeper into her research, she discovered that the war against the Titans had taken place in a world vastly different from her own. A world where humanity lived within colossal walls to protect themselves from these monstrous entities. It was a world that should have had no connection to her, yet the memories and emotions she experienced were undeniably real.

With newfound determination, she decided to seek out a local historian who specialized in that era. Perhaps this historian could provide more information about the soldiers who had fought in the Titan War, particularly the mysterious Levi.

The historian's office was a cluttered treasure trove of ancient documents and maps, a testament to his lifelong dedication to his field. He listened attentively as she recounted her dreams and the inexplicable connection she felt to a past life.

After a long pause, the historian finally spoke. "What you're describing is known as reincarnation memories—a phenomenon where individuals recall events and emotions from their past lives. It's rare but documented."

"But why do I have these memories, and why do I feel so connected to this Levi?" she implored, her desperation palpable.

The historian leaned forward, his gaze a mix of curiosity and sympathy. "It's possible that your soul carries the memories of a previous life, and for some reason, they've resurfaced in this lifetime. As for your connection to Levi, it's a mystery. Perhaps you were deeply entwined in that past life, and your souls remain bound in some way."

Leaving the historian's office with more questions than answers, she knew she couldn't stop now. The memories of her past life were like fragments of a puzzle begging to be pieced together. The sensation of her connection to Levi felt more than mere happenstance.

The following day, she decided to visit a teashop she had never frequented. It was a small, charming establishment with an atmosphere of tranquility—an ideal setting to collect her thoughts and attempt to make sense of her experiences. As she entered and settled into a corner table, an inexplicable sense of déjà vu washed over her.

Ordering her favorite tea, she watched as steam curled from the cup, her thoughts drifting back to the memories of love, war, and sacrifice that had played out in her dreams. It was almost as if she could hear Levi's voice softly murmuring, "Together, always."

Lost in her thoughts, the teashop's door swung open, and a man entered. With raven hair and a stern, yet striking countenance, their eyes locked. Time seemed to stand still as recognition flooded over them both.

"Levi?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he made his way toward her table. "I… I don't know how, but I remember you," he said, his voice filled with equal parts incredulity and longing.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she reached out to touch his hand, and he covered it with his own. In that moment, the inexplicable connection between their souls became undeniably real.

"I love you," she whispered, just as she had in her dreams.

"I love you too," he replied, their love transcending time and space.

As they sat together in that small teashop, hand in hand, they knew that their reunion was no mere coincidence. Their love had endured through the ages, a love that was truly timeless.

About. Masterlist. Taglist.

Yours truly,

Rowan.

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amywritesthings · 5 months

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it's time to celebrate amymas !!

I have never done a fully-realized writing challenge, but I'm happy to announce that I have created my first-ever original holiday prompt to thank all of my readers, both old and new, for supporting me through 2023:

Welcome to The Twelve Days of Amymas!

From December 1 - December 31, I will be posting twelve original one shots with some fan-favorite pairings we have not seen in a while, as well as a few new faces. The short stories are all holiday or winter-themed. Some will have mature elements. See what's cookin' for the holidays below!

THE FIRST DAY

Din Djarin x Princess : First Snowfall (Chapter 16 of Point A to Point B)

THE SECOND DAY

Nanami Kento x Reader : Mistletoe

THE THIRD DAY

Joel Miller x Gibson Girl : Holiday Decorating (from the series: Seeing You, Seeing Me)

THE FOURTH DAY

Levi Ackerman x James : Snowball Fight (from the series: Silver Underground)

THE FIFTH DAY

Gojo Satoru x Reader : Holiday RomComs

THE SIXTH DAY

Eddie Munson x Reader : Holiday Lights Crawl (from the series: The Freak & the Valedictorian)

THE SEVENTH DAY

Dieter Bravo x Reader : Hallmark Movie Set Surprise (from the series: Same Old Mistakes)

THE EIGHTH DAY

Astarion x Tav : Winter Ball (Part 4 of The Better Strategy)

THE NINTH DAY - CHRISTMAS EVE

Armin Arlert x Reader : First Christmas

THE TENTH DAY

Kino Loy x Reader : Wish (Chapter 4 of Ownership of Mine)

THE ELEVENTH DAY

Reiner Braun x Reader : Gingerbread Houses

THE TWELFTH DAY - NEW YEAR'S EVE

Choso Kamo x Reader: New Year's Kiss

note: prompts and posting order are subject to change. asterisks are finished.

#holiday fanfic #joel miller x reader #din djarin x reader #eddie munson x reader #gojo satoru x reader #levi ackerman x reader #astarion x tav #dieter bravo x reader #armin arlert x reader #kino loy x reader #nanami kento x reader #twelve days of amymas #amywritesthings #reiner braun x reader #choso x reader

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peachymilkandcream · 7 days

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The Truth About Your Mother|Levi x Evelyn

(A/N: I wanted to do a oneshot with older Levi and his grown kids. I've been brainrotting about how they would interact with their parents and their father's ways. Let me know if I should do a part 2 with the story! (Because it got really long for build up lmao))

WARNINGS: implied noncon, dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm syndrome, graphic depictions of violence, mind breaking, misogyny, etc.

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Levi's children were his pride and joy, after all he had put Evelyn through in the end she had blessed him with seven children. Four strapping boys and three beautiful girls. Furlan and Isabel were nearly grown now, and the twins Kenneth and Erwin were old enough to have a mind of their own.

Each of his children lived up to their namesakes, named after those he both loved and hated simply because of the person who carried the name before them. He wanted each of his children to embody the strength and spirit of those who they named them after. Although after the first few, he ran out of noble people to name his children after, leaving him with one Julien, and his youngest daughter Maria, named after the mission that brought him his wife and the greatest honor he had ever recieved.

Growing up they had a strict regime in order to become just like their father in all things. He wanted these brats to be a legacy for him. To have anyone who came in contact with one of them know they were Ackermans. When they succeeded he rewarded them greatly. Many a nobleman's child envied the lavish birthday parties and Christmas celebrations Levi gave.

They all grew up to respect and adore their father. Able to tell him anything and receive sound advice, as well as affection. He rarely raised his hand towards them, and when he did they knew why they had deserved it.

However they never knew the truth about their mother's history. Or how she was treated.

After her return to the manor, what Levi ingrained Furlan into remembering as "Mama's big mistake", was the last time she defied Levi. Soon her attitude became like his, and therefore like her children. The town's people bitterly nicknamed it the "Ackerman arrogance", when the dark hair and cold eyes of that family entered the vicinity, all knew to watch out or be cut down with their influence and sharp tongue.

Evelyn was more nurturing and caring than Levi, and left all the discipline to him. However the children still favored their father, since it was his instruction and wallet that gave them all their heart's content.

Levi never beat or even yelled at his wife in front of their kids, determined to show himself in the best light to them. But they were all warned to let Papa know if Mama was trying to disobey him.

He had carefully constructed his life so his children would never know the terrible secret.

At least he thought.

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Furlan had been Erwin Smith's personal assistant since he was old enough to be. Having the lessons of the military beaten into him he didn't have to go to basic training. But that didn't mean he didn't catch onto the other's looks of envy and annoyance seeing such a young cadet get such a valued position.

While he sat typing up the notes from the Commander's last meeting he couldn't help but notice today Erwin staring at him.

"Is something wrong, sir?"

Erwin shakes his head. "Nothing really. I just can't get over how much you look like Levi."

Furlan offers the slightest smile. "Thank you sir, that means a lot."

"How is the old bastard getting on? We've both been so busy friendly chats are out of the question."

"As well as he can be. I don't think he'll ever shake that limp and his cane, I've never seen him without it since I was born. But he's the same Levi, in fact I think my siblings help keep him and Mother young."

Erwin scoffs. "Of course. Nothing can touch the unkillable soldier."

Furlan detects the bitterness in his voice. "Sir? Can I ask you a question?"

"What is it."

"Do you not like my father? I know my brother is named after you but it still seems like you don't like him."

"I respect that he knows how to play the game. I respect his judgement and his skills. But no, I'm not particularly fond of him."

"Can I ask why?"

"Ask him for the truth about your Mother, about how he got her to marry him."

"Sir-"

"If you want the truth, then you'll have to suck it up and demand it yourself. He's been lying to you all for years."

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"And that's what he said Father." Furlan had gathered the oldest four siblings, him, Kenneth, Isabel, and Erwin all together to hear what Levi had to say. The little ones didn't need to hear this, especially if it was what he feared.

Levi taps his cigarette into the waiting tray. "So you think your old man has been lying to you. My own brats don't trust me."

Isabel is quick for damage control. "Please Father, you know we're not accusing you of anything. We just want to know the truth."

Levi pats her head, taking a moment and sighing. "Very well. I think you should all have a seat.

#attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #break me slowly #levi x oc #levi aot #levi x reader #levi ackerman #yandere levi #yandere levi ackerman #yandere levi x reader

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arthenaa · 4 months

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house of arthena — masterlist, introductory, and rules

INTRODUCTORY —

writer: athen/ayen | 20 | he/him | sapphic | INFP-T

occupation: freelance artist, college student, writer

birthday: 10/04/2003

nationality: 🇵🇭

kins (can be best compared to irl): mizu, caelus, ominis, ren amamiya, sun jing (physical wise), geto suguru

interests:

media — blue-eyed samurai, jujutsu kaisen, shingeki no kyojin, chainsaw man, detroit become human, red dead redemption, hogwarts legacy, persona 5 royal, valorant, honkai star rail, genshin impact

artists — nct (all units but prefers dream), riize, lesserafim, newjeans, bada lee, lee youngji, laufey, kiss of life, exo

will write for the following — mizu, gojo satoru, geto suguru, ieri shoko, nanami kento, fushiguro megumi, kugisaki nobara, zenin maki, okkotsu yuuta, eren jaeger, pieck finger, mikasa ackerman, armin arlert, annie leonhart, makima, quanxi, power, aki hayakawa, denji, connor (all rk series), john marston, arthur morgan, sebastian sallow, ominis gaunt, imelda reyes, ren amamiya, akechi goro, jett, cypher, sage, reyna, neon, fade, iso, gekko, chamber, yoru, sova, jingyuan, danheng, blade, kafka, seele, albedo, xiao, kaeya, raiden ei, yae miko, alhaitham, childe, knave, nct dream, bada lee, hong seunghan, park wonbin, lee sohee, huh yunjin, kim chaewon, byun baekhyun, do kyungsoo

read more to check rules and list of works!

rules (for requesting)

— writer has the right to refuse request

— writer is a full-time college student and a part-time freelance artist doing commissions, there is no set time that he will upload and post said requests

— only refer to the list above when requesting (if your character despite in the same media listed above is not included, you may dm the writer if he is willing to write the request or simply state it in the request ask linked on his bio)

— writer prefers writing in gender-neutral terms or she/her pronouns, he will use this unless stated otherwise so make sure to include it in your requests

— nsfw is okay but always keep in mind rule 1

— writer appreciates reactions such as comments or reposts with messages a lot! <3 it just makes writing fun and enjoyable to know that his readers are enjoying his works :)

— writer will only do oneshots or 2-3 chapter works, (oneshots with multiple parts under the same theme eg. modern!au mizu or nocturne(interlude)!mizu are counted as oneshots under the same theme. they can be read as solo or just under the same category) longer chapter series will be done through commissions.

— if reader wishes to commission, refer to pinned.

LIST OF WORKS —

Blue-Eyed Samurai

nocturne (interlude) (p1)

my love mine all mine (p2)

blurred lines (roommate!mizu)

mizu as your roommate (pre-blurred lines)

creative team lead!mizu x concept artist!reader

Jujutsu Kaisen

GOJO SATORU

can't think right, too tongue tied, it must be love

Hogwarts Legacy

Masterlist here

Honkai Star Rail

KAFKA

Feelings with Kafka 18+

DAN HENG

Perception

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7Seals

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Chapter 17

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•Previous Chapter: Chapter Sixteen

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•Content: Levi Ackerman × OC female. Slow Burn! Canon verse!

•Word Count: 1.3k

•Warning: This content may not be suitable for all readers. If you've watched all of AOT then you will understand that the show handles heavy subjects such as abuse, racism, violence, and other heavy subjects. This fanfiction will also have the same heavy themes. Chapters with heavy themes will be marked with (*) at each chapter.

A/N: Hey y’all ♡

I’m having horrible writers block. Some pieces aren’t fitting the way I wanted to so I can only do one chapter this week. I’ve decided that one Thursday every month I won’t post unless I’m itching to. My goal for that is to make sure I don’t catch up to my chapters I haven’t posted yet so I have something for y’all to read when I get stuck. Hopefully I get some creative juices in me soon cause there’s so much I have to still write about. I’m so excited for the third seal🫶🏼

Also! Shoutout to all y’all who binged the story recently. I loved seeing each part you were all at! It really helped me write some stuff for the current chapter I’m on. Love y’all’s support!!!!

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"Captain Levi"

I narrowed my eyes at the sight of him—the man I despised more than any other. His once proud stature had been reduced to that of a broken man, shackled by his own demons and the weight of his crimes.

I met his gaze with a steely glare, his eyes held a feral intensity, worse from the last time I saw him.

"Alexander," I replied icily, keeping my tone devoid of emotion. His smile widened, revealing a row of yellowed teeth.

"What brings you here?" he asked, his voice dripping with malice.

"I was in town," I replied curtly. "Wanted to see how desperate and disgusting you looked after all these years."

His laughter echoed off the walls of the cell, a hollow sound that mixed together with the clinking of shackles on his limbs.

"Ah, Levi, always the charmer," he mocked, his eyes gleaming with malice.

"Did you miss me?"

I clenched my fists at my sides, struggling to maintain my composure in the face of his taunts.

"Careful now," I warned, forcing a smirk. "Wouldn't want to end up like last time."

But Alexander just laughed, reclining against the cold stone floor with a smug smirk.

"Oh Levi," he sighed, his voice dripping with disdain. "You're so quick to violence. Makes me wonder if above ground is really meant for someone like you."

"You're one to talk," I shot back, my voice laced with venom. "You grew up in the same filth I did."

But he just laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that echoed off the walls of the cell.

"You think we're the same, huh?" he taunted, his eyes boring into mine with a chilling intensity.

I took a step closer to him, my fists clenched at my sides as I fought to suppress the rage bubbling beneath the surface.

"I might be a rat, but I'm not a shitbag like you," I spat, my voice dripping with contempt. "Cut the shit and tell me— who's killing the Scouts again? Is it Carter? You calling the shots behind bars?"

But Alexander remained silent, his smug smirk never wavering as he watched my every move. I gritted my teeth in frustration, knowing that Erwin's orders bound my hands, preventing me from unleashing the full extent of my wrath upon him.

I pivoted on my heel to turn back but the echo of Alexander's voice pulled me back into the suffocating atmosphere of his cell.

"How's Iris?" he jeered, his grin twisting into a smirk that oozed malice. I shot him a withering glare, my fists clenching at my sides.

"You don't deserve to know a damn thing about her,"

His laughter grated on my nerves, a grating sound that echoed off the stone walls.

"Touchy, touchy," he taunted, his eyes gleaming with sadistic amusement.

"Let me ask you something though. Did you fuck her yet? Or is she still saving herself for marriage?"

"Shut your mouth, scum," I growled, my voice low and dangerous.

But he just leaned against the cell bars, his smirk widening into a smirk.

"What's the matter, Captain? Can't handle a little banter?"

Before I could stop myself, my hand shot through the bars of his cell, seizing his collar with a vice-like grip. With a swift motion, I yanked him towards me, his body slamming against the unforgiving iron bars.

I watched with grim satisfaction as his face contorted in pain, the metal pressing into his flesh. Yet, despite the agony etched across his features, he dared to smirk at me, his eyes gleaming with twisted amusement.

"I know she's in Wall Sina right now," Alexander choked out against my grip.

"Stay the fuck away," I growled, my voice low and dangerous, as I spat in his face, relishing the sight of my saliva trailing down his cheek.

His smirk widened into a grotesque grin, his tongue darting out to lick his lips in a vulgar display. "It won't be me touching her," he taunted, his words a venomous echo in the dimly lit cell.

Disgust surged through me like a tidal wave, fueling the fury that burned within. The red haze descended over my vision, a veil of fury that clouded my senses and consumed my every thought. In that moment, rationality fled, leaving only raw, unbridled rage coursing through my veins.

This insolent little shit thought he could mock me, thought he could make light of the pain and suffering he'd caused. The audacity of it all ignited a firestorm within me, stoking the flames of my fury to new heights.

My elbow met his face with relentless force, each blow a symphony of vengeance echoing through the cold, stone halls of this damp dungeon. His anguished cries reverberated off the walls, a jarring agony that served as a grim will to his crimes.

I cared not for the ears that heard his pleas, nor for the consequences that may follow. All that mattered was the burning desire to see him suffer, to witness him endure the same torment he had so callously inflicted upon her.

The sight of blood streaming down his battered visage only fueled my resolve of the justice he so rightfully deserved. Though my pristine white shirt bore the stains of his punishment, I cared not for appearances. All that mattered was the relentless pursuit of retribution, a relentless storm of fury that showed no signs of abating.

His screams filled the air, a symphony of agony that still echoed through the darkness of the cell block. But even as the blood began to flow, I felt no satisfaction, no relief from the torment that gnawed at my soul.

I wanted him dead.

As I stood amidst the chaos, the echoes of my own name reverberated through the air, accompanied by the unwelcome touch of another's hands upon my person. My immediate response was sharp and unforgiving.

"Get the fuck off me," I growled, my voice cutting through the clamor as I forcefully shook off the unwanted contact, releasing my grip on Alexander and allowing him to crumple to the ground in a heap.

"We need a medic!"

The urgency in the interior police's voices only served to heighten the tension of the situation, their frantic shouts mingling with the sound of my own exasperated sigh.

"You got blood all over my sleeve," I muttered irritably, casting a disdainful glance at Alexander as I attempted to straighten out the mess he had caused.

Turning my attention to the trembling interior police, I couldn't help but feel a surge of impatience at their obvious unease. Rolling up my sleeves to conceal the bloodstains, I met their gaze with a cool and unwavering stare.

"His nose is broken. Might want to get that taken care of quickly or he might lose consciousness. Either way, I don't care," I stated bluntly, my words devoid of sympathy as I prepared to leave the scene behind me.

"Hey, you can't leave yet," one of the interior police protested, attempting to bar my path with a shaky hand.

"And why's that?" I countered, arching an eyebrow at the young officer before me, his nervous demeanor only serving to irritate me further.

"You need to fill out an incident report," he explained, his voice trembling with uncertainty as he attempted to assert his authority.

Glancing back at Alexander, who lay bloodied and battered on the floor, I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at the absurdity of the situation.

"Your incident report is barely breathing on the ground right now, I suggest you take care of it." I instructed calmly, yet with an unmistakable undercurrent of authority in my tone.

The young man quivered before me, his resolve crumbling beneath the weight of my stare. With a muttered apology, he stepped aside, allowing me to pass with a nod of acknowledgment.

"Smart choice."

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among the amaryllis | 01

levi ackerman x reader

synopsis ⤸

every week, you secretly leave flowers by levi’s door in the hope to eventually woo him. unfortunately, your plan fails horribly, as levi suffers with hay-fever and thinks that someone is pranking him.

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fem! reader, 18+, flower shop au, army veteran! levi, florist! reader, unrequited love, pining, mutual pining, secret admirer, fluff, slow burn, angst, smut, wet dreams, handjobs, fingering, oral sex, mutual masturbation, levi suffers with ocd, reader is short

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5.5k (semi-edited)

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so, i originally posted this on ao3, but i never got around to finishing it, so bc i’m slowly publishing my works onto here, i thought that this would encourage me to get back to updating this one. this is also the first (n currently, only) aot fic that i've written so far, n i’m kinda crying bc of the plot bc i want my own secret admirer, ugh. anyways, i hope that you enjoy this ♡

reblogs are appreciated ~

one:

it all starts with a handful of freshly-picked daisies.

it’s saturday, and as it is also early july, it means that the sun is high up in the sky, even well after the nineteenth hour. levi is returning home from a late dinner with both hange and erwin, the former completely unaware that their short, dark haired friend isn’t at all focused on their chattering, as he’s currently more bothered about the sweat that is gathering on the nape of his neck. he swipes at it with the back of his hand, unable to hide his grimace of disgust as he wipes the same hand on the thigh of his trousers. his pace is rushed and he’s bothered enough that he blows air from between his lips to move his hair back from his face. hange continues to talk to erwin about something levi has no interest in listening to, and so when his place of residency appears around the next corner, his pace immediately quickens.

however, it appears that he lacks any form of luck, as just as he’s crossing over the road, hand already shovelling into the back pocket of his dress pants for his keys, there’s a shrill bleep that comes from hange’s direction.

levi is annoyed by the interruption, because he doesn’t have to look up to know that hange’s mouth has already split into one of what levi likes to call their ‘shit-eating’ grins. he does, however, meet erwin’s gaze, the towering blonde regarding him with an amused, yet small smile, and levi’s can’t stop his eyes from narrowing at the sight.

‘what?’ he barks, voice gruff enough to portray his irritation, worsened by a wave of hot air that billows across his face. his features screw into an expression that erwin can only describe as comical, dark brows pinching together as he reaches to wipe at the line of sweat that is now trickling down the curve of his cheek. his lips part to voice his complaint, but hange beats him to it, unceremoniously shoving their mobile phone in front of his face. he all but slaps it away from his line of sight, reprimanding his friend with a, ‘stop that, shit-face.’

hange’s grin, totally unperturbed, only widens, ‘guess what?’

levi huffs, head already turning his head away as he continues his mission to return home as soon as possible. it is erwin who asks, ‘what?’

‘aw! you’re supposed to guess, erwin!’ hange protests, hands thrown into the air. they then pause to push their glasses further up their nose, only for the metal frame to immediately slide back to their original position, aided by the slickness that clings to the surface of hange’s face.

levi grunts, ‘you going to tell us or what?’

hange releases a gleeful laugh that makes levi’s nose crinkle again, with disapproval this time. he knows that laugh: hange is plotting something, which, from what he’s learnt from past experiences over the years they’ve been friends, levi knows it’ll most likely end in disaster.

‘no,’ he says before hange can reveal their news, which only induces another groan of protest.

‘c’mon, levi! eren and the others are—!’

‘i said no,’ levi is angrily throwing open the iron gate that leads the short pebbled path to the front door of his home, stomping his way toward the front step. ‘absolutely no way in hell am i—’

he is cut off by hange’s arm curling around his neck, pulling him into a head-lock. he grunts, body engulfed by hange’s stifling body heat, and his fingers clamp around their wrist before they can reach for his hair. ‘it’s just a few drinks, levi!’ they squeeze tighter, and erwin watches with blatant amusement, leaning with his elbow propped against the stoned garden wall. ‘they’ve already started without us—we can’t let the kids show us up; we mustn’t let them out-drink us!’

levi’s hands dart out to shove them away.

hange stumbles backwards, but their grip remains solid, and so levi wavers on the spot as his body has no choice but to follow hange’s, his legs staggering to regain balance whilst still hunched over.

‘i’m not letting go until you say yes.’

‘no.’

‘c’mon!’

‘no.’

‘it’ll be fun—erwin, tell him it’ll be fun.’

‘it’ll be fun.’

that shit-headed traitor, levi thinks as he attempts to wriggle himself free a second time. erwin is still watching, knowing grin widening as his blue eyes dart to meet hange’s, and the two share a look above levi’s head. he scowls down at the ground, and squirms again.

and then hange’s mobile beeps a second time. somehow, they shift until they’re holding levi with just one arm—a fact that renders levi’s mood into a bitter taste on the tip of his tongue as he witnesses another trickle of sweat actually dripping to the floor—and uses their free hand to check their mobile phone for any new text messages.

‘if levi tries to say no,’ hange reads aloud in a voice that sounds far too happy for levi’s liking, ‘then tell him that—’

they proceed to read out your name, along with the knowledge that you will also be joining the group on their night out.

levi immediately stills, hand still curled tightly around hange’s left wrist. erwin cranes his neck to see the look on his friend’s face, but levi’s features are hidden by a dark curtain of hair that is due a trim any day now. the shorter man is quiet now, and when he does speak, his voice is so low that his words are unintelligible.

‘what was that?’ hange makes a show of cupping their ear with their free hand.

and with a sudden bout of new strength, levi succeeds in shoving them away with a rough push. hange gushes out a loud bark of laughter at the sight of his flushed cheeks, although erwin can’t tell if it’s due to the heat or because he’s embarrassed. levi’s hair is mussed, falling messily into his eyes as the corners of his mouth pull down into a frown.

‘one,’ he huffs, scowl aimed at the both of them as he then jabs a finger toward hange, who teases by raising their hands in mock surrender. levi starts toward the front door, keys still clasped tightly in the palm of his hand.

hange follows, grinning, ‘one what?’

erwin watches the back of levi’s head tilt towards the sky, as if he’s muttering a silent prayer, and he, himself, can only shake his own head full of blonde hair at hange’s antics.

levi turns his head to glare at hange from over his shoulder. ‘one drink—and i mean one fucking drink,’ he seethes. he stomps up to the front step and shoves the key into the lock. ‘i’ll be ready in an hour.’ and then he’s hauling the door open and before either of them can follow him inside, he’s slamming it shut behind him. they listen to the key locking shut, and when hange turns to erwin, there’s a look of satisfaction plastered to their features.

they both exit the front garden, the iron gate squeaking shut behind them and hange strains to throw an arm across erwin’s shoulder. he allows them to lead the way back down the street, toward his own house, as he lives much closer. hange hums happily, still sporting that silly smile of theirs.

‘what are you plotting?’ erwin looks at them pointedly.

‘who? me? how dare you?’ hange is laughing. ‘i would never plot anything behind our dear little levi’s back—that’s totally not my style at all.’

erwin pats the top of hange’s head, turning his own away as he glances both left and right before crossing over the road, his eyes glimmering as the corners of his mouth tilt upward.

‘just don’t upset him too much, will you?’

the gasp that escapes hange’s mouth is both exaggerated and drawn out. ‘i am offended, erwin. really. do you have no faith in me at all?’

he chuckles, but just as he’s about to answer, he is easily distracted by the familiar sight of your form lingering outside of the only flower-shop in town. you’ve moved a table to sit out in the sunshine, and you’re too busy sorting through an arrangement of sunflowers to notice the pair of them heading towards you. hange is quick to make sure that you notice them, however, and bellows your name so loudly that they gain the attention of a few passer-by’s, who peer at you curiously. you return hange’s enthusiastic greeting with one of your own, and when the two are within arm’s reach, you’re sharing an embrace with hange, wheezing out a laugh when their arms circle around your shoulders tightly. you manage a soft ‘hello’ in erwin’s direction when he waves at you politely, eyes gleaming with mirth.

when hange finally releases you, there’s a content tilting to your mouth as you guide your friends to the table, clearing a little space by placing one of the boxes of flowers by your feet. your hair is braided back from your face, loose strands dampened and curled from contact with the sweat that has formed under your hairline. they fall to frame your face, and when erwin glances at your cheeks, there’s a golden glow that gives away the fact that you’ve obviously sat in the sun for too long. the bridge of your nose is also slightly burnt, and hange coos at the reddened skin despite the embarrassed ducking of your head.

‘we’ll not stay long,’ erwin promises as he takes a seat beside hange, whom is already gushing about their plans.

‘so, we’ve decided that we’re going bar-hopping tonight,’ they announce, and by the small circle that your mouth forms, erwin surmises that this isn’t what you were expecting to hear.

‘we?’ he teases, nudging his shoulder against hange’s, who returns the gesture with a nudge of their own, sporting yet another excited grin.

you continue to pick through the delivery of sunflowers, looking for the best looking petals, long fingers easily flickering through the stems until you’ve formed a decent enough bunch. ‘bar-hopping?’ you muse as you begin to tie the bouquet together with a length of red ribbon. ‘i thought we were just going for a quiet drink or something.’

hange leans an elbow on the tabletop, narrowly missing the bundle that you’ve just put together. you eye your friend warily, quickly snatching the bouquet from their reach. ‘now, now,’ hange sings your name, placing a hand on the top of your head. my little, short friend,’ hange sighs dramatically.

‘levi’s shorter,’ you grumble in a futile attempt to defend your own honour, even though you know that what you’re saying is false. somewhere along the short few months since your introduction to the ever-extending group of friends, it’s become a running joke to constantly point out that you and levi are amongst the shortest. you’ve never really understood the reasoning why—although you do suspect that the others simply do it just because levi reacts in such a hostile manner—but just a mere inch separates the two of you, something he’s always quick to remind you of whenever he decides that you’re getting on his nerves. which, as of late, seems to be almost every time you come across one another.

hange acts if they haven’t heard you, ‘eren wants to get absolutely wasted, so we’re going to help him.’

you hum to yourself, already forming yet another bouquet. ‘mikasa?’

both erwin and hange answer at the same time with an affirmative, ‘mikasa.’

you click your tongue, disapproving. just a few years older than the pair, you’ve come to care for the both of them as equally as the other. however, their on-again, off-again relationship is hard to keep up with—you have no doubts that the pair will someday grow old and wrinkly together, but right now, it seems that the pair are breaking up more often than not. that being said, you also have suspicions that by the end of the evening, the two will be back together again.

‘alright,’ you are quick to agree to hange’s plans. in truth, you had originally planned to have a drink or two, but it’s been so long since you last went all out just for the sake of getting drunk, and so the prospect excites you more than you care to admit out loud.

however, it must have shown on your face, as hange is reaching a hand to pinch at your cheek, ‘aw! isn’t she cute, erwin? see!? levi should take a leaf out of your book—he was so grumpy about coming.’

‘he was?’ you can’t help but perk up at the mention of his name, not noticing the knowing look that hange aims towards erwin. the blonde can’t help but also spare a small smile at the blush that is now blossoming across your cheeks.

it’s hardly a secret that you harbour feelings towards the one and only levi ackerman. it’s just a small crush, you tell yourself, and on most days, you manage to pretend that it doesn’t hurt at all when you look at him and realise that the sentiment will never be mutual. so when hange’s smile broadens in a way that it looks almost uncomfortable, you don’t really understand why they’re looking at you like that.

‘he was,’ erwin confirms with a small nod, picking at the stems that you’ve decided aren’t up to standard.

‘yeah,’ hange starts, taking the time to push their glasses further up their nose again. and again, they slide back down to their original position. they huff, pushing their hair back from their sweaty face. ‘’kay, i’ve got to take a shower before we head out, because i think i can actually smell myself now.’ they then proceed to make a show of lifting each arm to sniff underneath, and you can only hide your amused giggle as erwin stands abruptly, hand reaching out to yank on the back of hange’s shirt until they’re also standing. erwin throws a farewell over his shoulder as he pulls a waving hange after him. just as they’re disappearing around the corner, hange yells your name loud enough that you’re pretty sure the entire street hears them. ‘wear something pretty! see you in an hour!’

and then they’re gone, dragged behind the wall after a scolding erwin.

you smile after them, shaking your head as you then decide that if you’re going to meet them within the hour, then you should close up shop whilst you still have the time. It doesn’t take long to clean the mess from the table, and then you’re carefully manoeuvring the finished bouquets into the small building, placing each one in their very own glass vase, complete with brightly coloured wrapping paper. you then heave the remaining boxes inside, stacking them in the storage room behind the counter before locking it shut.

the shop floor is a small space, even smaller than your own living room. but you like the fact that the trinkets that you’ve collected over the years—along with the photographs of distant family, friends, and even one of your childhood pet rabbit—decorate the little space that isn’t filled by some sort of greenery. on the right side of the shop, stand shelving units that are stacked as high as the ceiling. they display many a flower that are already in full bloom, and opposing them, on the far left is a glass cabinet that contains bulbs and seeds for every fruit, vegetable and flower thinkable. by the front door, there is a large bay window, where customers are permitted to sit for consultations where you sometimes aid them in their purchases, or where the neighbourhood children come to sit and draw the seemingly endless array of flower heads of all shapes, sizes and colours. on the wall behind the counter, you’ve accumulated an impressive collection of drawings and paintings over the years, and you like to think that these are the little things that make your little shop—amaryllis—a place you can proudly call yours.

and when you’re locking up, preparing to return home to ready yourself for your much needed night out, you can’t help but spare a wistful smile as you turn the key in the lock.

It’s small, but it’s home.

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four hours later, and it’s safe to say that levi is in yet another of his foul moods. when he’d first arrived at eren’s apartment, he’d instantly snapped at the host upon discovering the knowledge that they planned to travel to not one, but multiple bars. the thought of being exposed to a place where so many people will be gathering to get absolutely fucking hammered—as eren had cheered, already tipsy long before anyone had even arrived—like the filthy, stinking pigs they are, as levi had put it, is enough to form a scowl on his features that is yet to disappear, even an hour after they’d arrived at their final destination.

upon arriving at titans, his mood has somehow worsened significantly, and he’s currently sat at the end of the booth, miles more sober than anyone else. the little shits—all noticeably taller than himself, as jean had made the mistake of pointing out (he’d received a painful kick to the shin for that comment)—were all somehow managing to remain in some form of upright position. most have joined the dance floor, you included; levi’s eyes had followed your every move ever since you’d arrived significantly later than everyone else. he can’t even remember the excuse you’d babbled once you’d flown through eren’s front door, dressed in a little black dress than hange had made a huge fuss about. levi doesn’t admit that flushing of your cheeks under hange’s attentions had been, dare he think, cute. but because he has a terrible habit of running his mouth before he stops to think whenever you’re within the vicinity—and because he’d loathed the way jean had glanced at your legs for a second far too long—he’d snapped something about your dress being too fucking short. your smile had faltered, and he’d almost swallowed his pride to apologise, but before he could, you’d simply turned away, forcing a bewildered-looking armin into a conversation instead. but he hadn’t missed the way you’d been tugging at the hem of your dress since then, and each time he catches you doing so, he has a hard time admitting, even to himself, that he feels a tad guilty.

you’ve loosened your hair from your usual braid, and levi thinks that this is the first time he’s seen you like this. it’s definitely a sight for sore eyes, not that he’ll ever tell you—or anyone for that matter, especially hange, that godforsaken, shit-faced blabber mouth. his eyes lazily drag over your entire form, and you are blissfully oblivious to him doing so, downing what he guesses to be your fifth cocktail of the night. you’d compromised with sasha, and had managed to weasel your way out of risking a pair of ridiculously high stilettos, and instead, had settled with a pair of heeled sandals, the heel just an inch tall. it means, that just for tonight, the two of you are the exact same height, not that levi is really thinking about that sort of thing as he’s too busy pretending that he’s not staring at the sway of your hips as you join jean, historia and ymir in a group dance. and he’s definitely not paying attention to the stupidly upbeat song, the base so loud that he swears he can feel it vibrating in his teeth.

the remainder of the group is scattered about the club; mikasa had barged in on the group a couple of hours ago, and no-one has seen eren since. levi suspects that it’s the last they’ll see of the couple for the remainder of the night, as he’d caught them sneaking off to the bathroom stalls just minutes after they’d arrived—connie and sasha also disappearing in a similar fashion not too long after—disgusting, he thinks as he takes a long sip of his whiskey.

even erwin, located on the other side of the booth, has a pink tinge that stains the tips of his ears, and whenever he lowers his head to listen to a blushing armin stammering away in his ear, his eyes struggling to remain open. armin, tipsy from whatever cider he’s been consuming since they started drinking, is talking the most levi has ever seen him, despite the fact that he can’t make out the blonde’s words as he chatters away to the older man.

you, at least, seem to be enjoying the company of your friends, and the four of you are engaged in some sort of dance that levi doesn’t recognise. there’s a healthy glow to your natural skin tone that has been kissed by the sun—despite the slight pinking of sunburn on the tip of your nose—and you’re currently sporting the biggest grin he thinks he’s ever seen on your face. jean leans to say something into your ear, and you laugh so loudly that levi somehow manages to hear it over the music from where he’s sat. connie and sasha soon rejoin the group, staggering around so clumsily that they almost send a man flying as they duck under the tray of drinks he’s carrying, narrowly skipping out of the way. and from somewhere levi doesn’t care to find out, both reiner and bertolt suddenly appear, too. he watches for a while, sipping on his drink until he eventually tips the rest of it down his throat, quickly ordering another round of drinks, and as he waits, he suddenly feels a weight leaning against his shoulder.

he turns his head to see hange’s temple pressed to his shoulder, so far gone that their glasses are somehow missing. were they even wearing their glasses when they left eren’s apartment? he can’t remember.

‘oi, shit-face, where’s your specs?’ he raises a hand to gently rap the back of his knuckles against hange’s cheek. all he receives is a garbled sentence that he can’t make out from over the music, hange’s arm slumping around his waist as they decide that he makes an acceptable pillow. he, however, does not, and so he huffs, annoyed, and tries to shake them awake. either he’s being ignored, or hange really is that much of a deadweight when they drink, because no matter how many times he yanks on a long strand of chocolate coloured hair, or flicks the tip of his middle finger against hange’s forehead, they still don’t budge.

he gives up, expelling a long sigh. the next round of drinks arrive, and he’s sure it’s a sight; him, bored out of his mind and nursing his whiskey with an unconscious hange clinging to him. luckily, now that it’s almost midnight, it’s not so hot outside, but hange’s body heat—along with the humidity caused by so many bodies in one place—is enough to form yet another sweat under the back of his dress shirt. it’s annoying—he’s already showered and washed his hair twice today, and he’s sure as hell that he’s going to take another before he goes to bed later on, whenever that may be. it doesn’t take long for the palms of his hands to become clammy enough that he can’t resist the urge to wash his skin any longer. and so he shifts his body so that he can lean hange against the back of the booth, their left cheek smushed against the cool leather. it takes some heaving, because he’s forgotten just how heavy hange is, and by the time he’s made sure that they won’t face-plant the floor, his shirt feels like a second skin as it clings to his torso. he grimaces, running a hand through sweat-slick hair, and spares erwin a nod as his blue eyed friend manages to tear his gaze from armin long enough to acknowledge the fact that levi is heading for the bathroom.

along the way, he’s downright disgusted at the sight of eren at the end of the hallway, mikasa’s legs wrapped tightly around his waist, his hands cupping the curve of her backside in order to hold her against the wall as he sloppily thrusts into her. she clings to his shoulders, and when she lifts her head to gasp against eren’s neck, her eyes open just enough to spot levi and she starts, eyes widening.

‘what in the fuck—go do that shit at home, yeager,’ levi spits from over his shoulder, chin tilting as he literally turns his nose up at them. he’s sure they’re not the only couple who are partaking in the same act of an alcohol-induced fuck in the middle of a club, but it’s still enough to make levi sneer, repulsed.

he’s already pushing open the bathroom door and disappearing inside when eren yelps a loud, ‘shit, shit, shit,’ as he scrambles to tug his jeans back over his hips.

inside the bathroom, levi is dubious of just how clean the taps are, so he makes quick work of scrubbing his hands as best he can. he doubts the automatic soap dispenser is as hygienic as it’s supposed to be, and he already knows that he’s going to be rewashing his hands as soon as he gets home, but for now, it’ll have to do. luckily, he appears to be the only person using the bathroom, so he makes sure to scrub between each finger, around each fingernail, over the tops of his hands and across the palms. he repeats this twice before rinsing and because he doesn’t trust the hand-dryer either, he waves his hands in the air until they feel at least somewhat dry.

he isn’t sure how long he’s taken, but it’s obviously long enough because when he returns to the booth, erwin is guiding armin from his seat.

‘where you going?’ levi demands, shouting over the music as his hand clamps around erwin’s free wrist in order to tug him down to his height.

‘everyone’s gone home!’ erwin struggles to yell over the music, his words slurring. levi’s eyes immediately dart to the dance-floor, where he sees that erwin is telling the truth, the others now nowhere in sight.

he didn’t think he’d been washing his hands for that long.

erwin is now leading armin from the booth, ‘am taking armin home,’ he jabs a thumb over his shoulder, toward a now conscious hange, ‘hange says they’re staying at yours.’

the sigh that levi releases is so deep that he feels his entire body slump without an ounce of energy to even argue. he bids some form of farewell to erwin and a very red-faced armin, and watches them weave through the remainder of the crowd before they reach the exit. left eye twitching with irritation, levi turns to hange and reaches for them, hauling them to their feet without so much as a warning.

‘woah!’ hange bellows dramatically, arms flailing as they catch their balance by gripping a fistful of levi’s hair. he grits his teeth and he doesn’t bother with being gentle as he starts to drag hange toward the exit, but his friend is suddenly uncharacteristically sluggish on their feet, and their journey to the door takes far too long for his liking. along the way, he keeps an eye out in case he bumps into you again, but it’s clear that you’ve left with the others, as he’s sure he’d spot you amongst the crowd if you hadn’t. he briefly wonders if you’ve gone home with jean, but that line of thought is quickly quashed down before he can feel the beginnings of vexation settling into the pit of his stomach.

the journey to his home is quiet, save for the dragging of hange’s shoes against the concrete, and levi is relieved that summer nights are much cooler than the daytime as a gentle breeze manages to billow under the surface of his shirt. it cools the sweat that’s built along the length of his spine, and by the time he’s hauling hange’s wavering body past the small iron gate and into his front garden, he’s feeling less irritable.

however, just as he’s stomping his way up to his front door, his fingers digging for his keys for the second time tonight, he pauses. because on his doorstep, there is a small, white napkin with his name scribbled, in ink, across the front.

‘huh?’ hange slurs, head lolling until it thumps against his. levi isn’t paying any mind, as his gaze is still glued to the offending napkin, his feet daring to only step closer once he’s managed to sit hange on the stone wall that separates his garden from his neighbour’s. torso hunched in a position that looks uncomfortable, hange manages to ask, eyes closed, ‘why’d we stop?’

levi ignores his friend in favour of crouching before his front step, his fingers inching out toward the napkin. upon closer inspection, he realises that the napkin is actually wrapped around something, and after staring at the ink that has blotched into the texture of the paper, he eventually picks it up. hange makes a noise between a snort and a laugh from behind him, but he doesn’t acknowledge the sound as he flicks open the napkin to reveal…

daisies?

for a long moment, levi stares at the flowers, downright confused and if he so admits, offended. his neck straightens and through narrowed eyes, he looks from left to right, as if waiting for someone to pop out of the bushes and yell ‘surprise!’. he doesn’t realise that hange is watching him, bleary eyed due to the fact that their glasses are still nowhere to be found, but still grinning nonetheless.

meanwhile, levi returns his stare to the daisies, his index finger stroking over the tiny, white petals, a crease appearing between his eyebrows as he brings them closer to his face, eyes scanning for any clues as to who may have left them behind.

what is most peculiar about this, he thinks, is that the roots have been left intact, as if the flowers were freshly plucked from the ground. this only confuses levi more.

he isn’t stupid enough to assume that someone has intentionally left him a bundle of flowers as a romantic gesture, so he spends the next few minutes trying to wrack his brain for the list of morons that would’ve done this to annoy him.

armin is too nice to pull something as silly as a childish prank, plus, levi has spent majority of tonight watching him hand all over erwin, so he’s immediately out of the question. jean, he doubts is smart enough to pull out daises out by the root—the idiot would definitely just snap the stalks in half, so it’s also not him. connie and eren are both spoken for, so levi also highly doubts that they’d taken a detour on their way home to drop off some flowers at his door. neither reiner, nor bertolt know where he lives, and hange is sat right behind him, so that leaves… you.

no.

levi immediately throws that thought away, because one, he doesn’t even know who you left with—if it’s any of the above, then that, alone, pulls you out of the running—and two, you’re a fucking florist, for god’s sake. you wouldn’t be so stupid to leave behind something so painfully obvious.

no. no. it can’t be you.

maybe it was just a mistake, and whoever it was had left them at the wrong door?

he looks from right to left, this time, and still, his brain comes up with nothing. and then, for an unknown reason to him, to hange, and to anyone else within a two mile radius, he brings to flowers to his nose, and inhales. there’s a faint sweetness clinging to the petals, masked by the stench of freshly cut grass. it’s a pleasant scent, but upon realising what he’s just done makes levi’s eyes widen almost comically, and from where they sit, hange has to stifle a laugh into the crook of their elbow. luckily, levi is busy with all but throwing the offending flowers to the floor, glaring down at them with a newfound dislike.

the familiar tickling of his nostrils makes his nose crinkle in a lame attempt to prevent what is inevitable, and he sneezes, head lurching forward with the unexpected force. he sniffs thickly, the noise wet with mucus, which is already forming a headache between his eyebrows. his chest heaves and his eyes are already watering, and he struggles to resist the tempting urge to rub them. he manages to turn his head to hange, who is now staring at him, seemingly sobered up enough to peer at him as if fascinated by his allergies.

levi’s lips part, but before he can speak, his nose is tingling once more, and he releases four consecutive sneezes, the gesture quickly followed by a pained groan. when he manages to lift his head, it’s to glare at the discarded stems, the petals scattered across the concrete.

‘what the fuck?’

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little-spoiled-brat · 2 years

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pairing: levi x reader

cw: makeout session, partial nudity but no smut, mentions of suggestive themes at the end <3

- too long -

two weeks. levi has been gone for two weeks for a small mission outside the walls, it was only to set up a few base camps to store supplies in and to serve as a safe house for the next time the survey corps goes on an official expedition.

you weren't too worried, erwin was with them along with hange and miche. the strongest soldiers of the survey corps was part of that mission so you were certain that they, that he would come back in one piece.

you were missing him a lot but little did you know that he was missing you a lot more.

"open the gates! the higher ups are back!" someone suddenly yelled from the courtyard as you quickly dismissed the cadets that you were training and ran to the front gates of the headquarters.

erwin was the first to come in, leading the entire squad from start to end as he greeted everyone with a smile. you took his smile as a sign that there was no casualty during those two weeks they've been outside.

miche and hange were the next ones to come in, followed by the cart that held their extra supplies. you watched as moblit quickly ran to the spectacled section commander, engulfing her in a hug as laughter and cheers emitted from everyone in the courtyard.

however, your attention was redirected to the black stallion that made it's way through the gates. happy tears starting forming in your eyes as you started running towards levi.

he got off his horse, opening his arms at you as you crashed yourself in them. a contented sigh left your lips as you buried your face in his neck, savoring the feeling of him pressed up against you.

"i missed you" levi whispered, burying his face in your hair and tightening his grip around you. you smiled and softly pressed a kiss on his cheek.

"alright that's enough, you two. we get it, you missed each other even though it was only two weeks" hange suddenly yelled jokingly, ruining the moment as you laughed and pulled away from levi a bit. your husband, however, stuck his middle finger up and glared at her as the spectacled woman hid behind erwin fearfully.

"come on, it's time for dinner anyway" you said, grabbing levi's hand as you lead him inside the headquarters. he wrapped an arm around your waist, keeping you close the entire time.

after dinner, you and levi retreated back to your shared bedroom as he quickly took a shower before getting in bed with you. you were caught off guard when levi suddenly pulled you on top of him and you straddled his hips.

"oh hello" you giggled, your face hovering inches away from his as he softly shushed you before connecting your lips together. levi moaned into your mouth, tilting his head to the side as it quickly got heated.

he propped himself up on his elbows, kissing down your neck as you tilted your head to give him more access. a soft moan slipped from your lips as your hands tangled in his hair and pushed him further into you.

"is this what two weeks without seeing me does to you, levi?" you teased as levi whined, gently pulling down the collar of your shirt and kissing just above your breasts as you bit back a moan.

"tch. two weeks is way too long" levi muttered, tugging at the hem of your shirt as you lifted your arms up and let him take it off. he leaned back, marveling at the exposed part of you that he saw countless of times before but will never get tired of.

"hey. my eyes are up here, mr. ackerman" you giggled when your saw his gaze going down to your breasts as levi trailed his eyes back up and you laughed.

"you're liking what you see, huh?" you said as you leaned in to kiss him again.

"i'm loving what i see" levi said in between kisses as you tugged at the hem of his shirt as he quickly took it off, making the both of you partially exposed to each other. you ran your hand down his abs, maintaining eye contact with him as his breath got caught in his throat.

"i'm also loving what i see" you said with a small smirk as you lowered yourself and kissed along his chest and abdomen. levi threw his head back in pleasure, his breathing got shallow as he squirmed under your touch.

you hooked your fingers under the waistband of his sweatpants but his hands caught yours, stopping your movements as you looked up at him.

"no. i'm taking care of you tonight. i missed you too fucking much to let you take control" levi said, lust lacing his tone as he flipped the two of you with ease. he hovered over you, reaching behind and unhooking your bra in the process.

for the rest of the night, levi took his time with you, making sure that he made up for the two weeks that he was away and showing you exactly just how much he missed you.

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chaotic-on-main · 7 months

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on to the nextttt

Matcha green tea! (also that was a fantastic flavor for Levi). With Fresh Fruit. Let’s do another pre-established relationship because I literally only like those for myself apparently 😂.

For scenario: Close to his canon personality if you can but the setting is AU. How about Levi and I are at a party and I’ve gotten a little buzzed and am being super teasy to him(like slight brushes against him and shit) and he drags me home and the rest is suggestive obv not any real smut :) lemme know if you don’t like that and I’ll change it lmao.

Order up!! One matcha green tea with fresh fruit for Bee!!

Sky's Summer and 250 Follower Event!

☾ Pairing ➼ Levi Ackerman x fem!Reader

☾ Content/Warnings ➼ modernAU, collegeAU, drinking, alcohol, suggestive themes, suggestive terminology, proofread once pls forgive any mistakes, MDNI

☾ A/N ➼ Hi Bee!! Thank you so much for sending in a request. I will admit, I am taking way too long so now some of these requests are going to take place in early-mid fall lmao. I'm so sorry. But I had a lot of fun writing this and I hope you like it!! Suggestive is still so hard for me so this was a fun challenge, as always. Who knows, maybe I can continue on with this if I feel inspired. Anyways, happy first of October y'all!!

☾ Word Count ➼ ~2.2k

Levi doesn't know how he always finds himself in these predicaments. One moment he's hunched over his desk, looking over his notecards for his upcoming exam – the next he's being physically dragged away by his tiresome roommate to a Halloween party down the road that he had already said no to.

Now, he’s leaning against a wall, red cup in hand, with his hood up and a black face mask covering his nose and mouth – white face paint smeared across his pallid face in the pattern of a skull thanks to Hange's last minute demands.

“It's a Halloween party for heaven's sake, you need to look the part!” They had exclaimed after pulling him out of his room with makeup brushes in hand.

The mask was there because he wouldn't dare risk getting sick before his test, but it also gave him a reason to cover up so no one would bother him. Of course he wouldn't be so lucky as he feels someone slide up next to him. Eyes narrowed, he glares over to the unwelcome visitor and as his gaze falls upon you, his eyes soften considerably.

He'd see you around campus, catching his eyes from time to time. It wasn't until recently that you both started interacting with each other due the classic literature class you both share this semester.

You have only spoken to each other a handful of times, outside of the glances shared and the kind smiles you would offer him in passing. Most conversations were about school work or small talk that he would mainly grunt back at. Despite the short quips he gave you, you never pushed or pulled away. Now here you were, smiling up at him as the multicolor strobe lights hit your face.

“Levi? I never thought I'd see you at one of these!” You half-shout over the pulsing pop music blaring from the speakers around the two of you.

Eyes bright and soft cheeks painted pink, they were pulled back into a genuine smile pointed straight at Levi. You were dressed in much less clothing than he's used to seeing you in. Gone were the jeans and loose-knit sweaters – now replaced by a black frilly strapless dress adorned with a small white apron wrapped around your waist. The collar curves low enough to show your cleavage, tightly pushed together by the thin black cloth.

His eyes travel down if only for a second to see how short the dress really was – ending right underneath your butt. The bottom hugged your curves, squeezing your waist and hips perfectly. Underneath was a pair of black fishnet stockings and heels, making you barely at eye level with Levi. Frilled cuffs wrap around your wrists in the same style of the choker that sits flush against your neck.

You're dressed as a maid.

His eyes snap back up to see that your hair falls around your shoulders topped with a little headband. There are hints of lipgloss leftover from the many times your lips caressed the ridges of a plastic cup. But that flush on your cheeks was not from your makeup.

“Hellllooo??” You wave a hand in front of Levi's face to get his attention.

“I am.” He responds back cooly, tone contradictory to the thoughts racing through his mind.

“I knew it! Your brooding gray eyes are striking even from across the room.” A light giggle leaves your soft lips. “What are you doing here? I thought you'd be studying for Tuesday's exam.”

“I was. My roommate dragged me here.”

“The Levi Ackerman bent to someone's will? Well, I'll be.” You tease, smile tugging at your lips, before taking another sip of the mysterious liquid in your cup. Levi does the same, feeling the burn of the liquor he had poured when he first got here.

“Tch. Shouldn't you be studying? You struggled with your analysis on Odyssey and that's definitely showing up on the test.”

“Aw, you care! If you must know, I took your suggestions to heart and did that 'note taking after every paragraph' thing you do. Some things are still a little fuzzy but I have a much better grasp on it! So, thank you.” Another wide smile from you causes butterflies to dance in his stomach.

“Yeah. Sure.”

Levi never afforded himself time to think of a relationship. Sure, he's had his share of hookups before; he wasn't always glued to his books and knew how to release stress from time to time. But he never thought anything past that one night and moved on with his life without issue. It wasn't because he was being intentionally callous though, most women that sought his company only wanted him by his looks alone – who was he if not willing to return the favor.

But you gave him something others could not – comfort in knowing that you talked to him as a person and not a pretty face. And while he never made a move to further anything with you, he did find himself wanting to be near you as much as he could bear.

“What are you even supposed to be?” Your lips purse as your eyes scan Levi’s slim frame. Your fingers reach up and pinche the fabric of his jacket as you pull yourself closer to get a better look of his face still darkened by the shadows of his hood. You're not close enough to press up against him, but you might as well have as you only left an inch or so between you both. Your eyes bounce around his face as she makes sense of the quickly applied makeup. If he leaned down just a bit, he could…

“No idea. Hange, the roommate I mentioned, did it.” He clears his throat quietly, eyes glancing away from yours. You pull away finally, but your fingers still remain on his sleeve. You're not directly touching him, but it's enough to send tingles through his body. Levi chalks it up to it being a while since he's been touched by someone.

“It looks good on you, like you're a bandit ready to steal or something.” Your tinkling laughter makes Levi's ears twitch in a good way. “I'm happy to see you out of the classroom, Levi.”

“I-"

“Oh! My friend is waving me over. Hold this for a second.” You say, handing your drink over to him. He watches as you tug your dress up that must have slid down a bit. When you do, his eyes can't help but glance down to the slight bounce of your plush chest. The way your perfume permeates his senses as you move around the little space you both share and it intoxicates him – or was it the alcohol? He hadn't had that much.

“Okay, I'm good to go.” When you reach over to take the half-empty cup from Levi's fingers, yours brush against his ever so slightly. His heart leaps at your warm touch. “I'll see you around?”

You give Levi a long look before smiling brightly and turning tail towards a redhead who was currently staring hard at him. His gaze was far from your friend though because with your back to him now, he sees that the costume is much shorter than he initially assumed.

His eyes don't leave you for a bit, watching you double over in laughter at something your friend said. There's a moment where your eyes meet again, holding each other's gaze until your friend says something else and you're back to laughing. Outside of the classroom, you were very different. There were a lot of things he didn't know about you. Perhaps that's something he wouldn't mind delving into if given the chance.

“Dude she's so into you.” A voice rings out from next to Levi, their words slightly slurred from the many drinks they had consumed throughout the night.

“Shut up, four eyes.”

“I mean it. She's so smitten with you. Didn't you see the way she was looking at you? There are hearts in her eyes! Those glances, the unassuming touches. Levi Ackerman, c'mon! I wasn't born yesterday.” Levi turns to the source of the noise. Hange Zoe, a bioengineering major who he shared the same apartment with for years, is giving Levi the biggest shit-eating grin they can muster.

“And you like her too, don't you.”

Their usual frazzled brunette hair is even frizzier to match the mad-scientist costume they were going for, held down by a pair of safety goggles that wrap around their head. Hange had made Levi swear on his life not to tell Professor Vitch that they had ‘borrowed' one of the lab coats for it – not like Levi cared enough to say anything anyways. He doesn't understand how Hange could even give it back now that it's tattered and ruined with self-made burn marks.

“Whatever.”

“You've never mentioned her before, why not? I thought I was your bestest friend in the whole world.”

“Acquaintances. And it doesn't pertain to you.”

“That hurts, we’ve known each other for 5 years.” Hange gives a fake pout. As their gaze flits back over to you, they mutter, “If I were you, I wouldn't let this chance slip away. You'll just regret it.” And with that, Hange yells something to a mutual friend and runs over to him – leaving Levi to his devices once again.

His eyes go back to where you were just moments ago and he catches you shooting him another smile before getting lost in the crowd with your friend. This smile held something that wasn't there before, the same matching emotion that fill your eyes.

Regret was not something he sat well with. Before he knows it, he's pushing himself off the wall and heading towards the direction you had disappeared in.

It takes a bit of searching and asking around much to his disdain. Eventually, he finds you outside on the front porch alone, sitting on the stairs with your back to him. Your hair is pulled up in a messy ponytail and from the way you’re lifting your arm up, he can tell you still have a drink in hand. When he shuts the door behind him, he notices you don't even look back.

“Tired of the people, too?” Levi asks as he sits down on the step next to you, practically shoulder to shoulder. He doesn't miss the way you flinched at his sudden voice, you turning quickly to face him.

“Oh jeez, Levi. I almost punched you.” You place your hand flat against your chest in hopes to slow your racing heart.

“Wouldn't be the first time someone threatened that.”

“I can't imagine why.” You sigh, but then a smirk pulls on your lips as you start to relax. “Yeah, it's just getting to be too much. I think I may head out here soon.” You take another sip of your drink before realizing it's mostly gone and instead, you tip it all the way back and down it all in one gulp.

You stand up soon after, your ass on full display for him to see from his position. The way you bend forward a bit to brush off your dress is almost a little too much for Levi. Your cheeky panties peek out at him, causing that knee-jerk reaction of such a visual to twitch in his jeans. Realization of what Hange was trying to tell him earlier dawns on him.

Regret was not something he liked to feel.

Levi stands up quickly and grabs your wrist in tight fingers before pulling you to face him. There's visible shock on your face at the brazen action, but you don't pull away. He gives you a moment, a chance to turn him down and leave without looking back. You don't. Instead, you coyly smile up at him, eyebrow raised.

With that, he tugs you closer and his lips meet yours in a hard kiss. Behind the bubblegum lipgloss, he tastes the artificial fruit from the drinks you've had tonight. You mirror the same hunger as Levi does, as if you had waited for this for months. You throw your arms around his neck as you press yourself against him, your fingers sliding up into his hair as his hands make their way to your waist – holding you there.

What feels like mere seconds pass before Levi has to break away for air. There's a moment where you’re both just staring at each other. Partly from shock but also uncertainty of where to go next. You're the first to speak.

“There's um, something I need help with on the study guide. But it's back at my place.”

“I can help with that.” Levi answers back cooly, almost too quick but he didn't care.

You don't hesitate to close your fingers over his and tug him into the direction of your place, almost running like the little kids that swarm the street as they trick or treat.

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lawliet-ryuzaki-ryuga · 1 year

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Chapter 4

Captain (Levi Ackerman X reader)

WC: 5883

tw: theme of around the topic of SA ( nothing happens )

Two comrades; humanity’s Strongest and humanity’s Bravest. A bond between Two warriors who have nothing to lose.

A/N: Y’all i didn’t even think anyone would read this buT THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO READS! I was so shocked by how much love the last chapter got so i made y’all a longer chapter and a quick update! OH AND THIS IS THE SONG FOR THE CHAPTER

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Chapter 3 — Chapter 5

After breakfast, it was another day of training. Y/n had come out of the kitchen and joined the table to eat. Stupid and dumb conversations were passed around just to pass time until training. Once training began everyone would partner with someone, and with that Petra ran towards Levi to ask to be partners and Michael asked you. Today’s training focused on weapon usage, for the most part this was easy. How hard can it be, to use a blade of any kind. You scoff and begin your friendly dual with Michael, sure he did put up a fight, not that it was any good.

Eventually you have Michael on the ground with the one blade at his throat and the other over where his heart would be. He takes deep breaths in and closes his eyes waiting for you to remove your blades from him. “ Can you remove those things away from me!”

“ Not until you say the words ‘ you win’.”

He finally does admit it and gets up from his place and walks away all while glaring at you. How dare you insult him. You look over to see that Petra too was already on the ground. You look away and walk towards the wood post to practice your techniques, that is until you hear some footsteps come to a stop behind you.

“ I'm sure you’re really showing that wood post its place.” Levi speaks.

With that you turn quickly and pull the small dagger from your side latch and swing at Levi. In quick reaction he backs away and doges the swing and pulls out his own knife and jumps forward to go for her neck, but you lift up your arm from under him to push his wrist upward instead of going towards you. Levi doesn’t hesitate to throw a kick to knock out your dagger from your hand and grab it mid air. Taking your weapon and claiming it as his own. That move doesn't stop you from pulling your other knife from the other side and try to go for his abdomen area but before he can go for an attack, you go for a side-flip to end up behind him.

You hear a crowd behind the both of you cheer and scream.

“ LEVI GO FOR IT!”

“Y/N JUST GIVE IN!”

“ YOU JUST HAD HER LEVI!”

“ STOP TRYING SO HARD Y/N!”

The chants only getting on your nerve, why is it a praise for Levi but telling you to give in, like you couldn’t do it… You take one last look at Levi before going all in. You charge forward pulling out your sharpen blades from your ODM and swing from your left and right, he too pulls his out and goes all in as well. The fight goes on for another 20 minutes before you have Levi’s neck between both of your blades. Both you and Levi had given one another a couple of scrapes and cuts but it’s not like either of you had noticed. You pull away and lower your weapon, the both of you look at one another with an intense stare before nodding at one another and walking away.

Dinner does eventually come along and you refused to talk to anyone, so you decided to skip dinner and just head for the shower for the day. You just wanted to wash off everyone’s words and doubts. You had lived your whole life with people putting you down, telling you you’re not strong enough, not good enough, that you try too hard, that you were not wanted.. It was like no one wanted to see you succeed, were you truly not good enough?

You took longer in the shower since you were the only one in there while everyone was at dinner. Taking this time to just dwell in your thoughts and emotions, and hum a small melody and lyrics that come to mind.

“ I finally see myself

Unabridged and overwhelmed

A mess of a story I’m ashamed to tell

But I’m slowly learning how to break this spell.”

Finally your shower is done and you grab your towel to dry yourself, dress yourself and walk out. Still no one is in sight and you walk back to your bed to wrap your wounds and brush your hair. Your naturally y/h/c wavy hair falls over your exposed shoulder. You wore your ivory off the shoulder long nightgown. You never had many beautiful things growing up, So when you could, you always saved up everything to buy yourself one small thing every year. And Night gowns were something you adored, to be beautiful even while you sleep.

Firm steps can be heard and you see Levi walk in with his own hair wet.. Wait.. that would mean that he..

“ Didn’t know you could sing.”

You look at him as he rubs his hair with the towel to dry his hair..

“ I don’t”

“ Are you saying I was hearing things?”

“ Why ask a question when it’s factual.”

From your bed you notice that he has a few cuts around his arms, you grab your small aid kit and walk over to his bed where he stands. He looks at you with an expressionless face and watches your every movement. You put your hand over his shoulders and push him down to sit on his bed. You pull out the alcohol bottle with some cotton balls to dab his wounds. When you were cleaning your own wounds and couldn’t help but hiss, but he didn’t peep a sound. While you work on his wounds to clean and warp them, your hair falls in front of your face over and over again even when you push it back.

Levi watches you and he couldn’t help but admire you, It was one thing to see you up close when you were seconds away from killing him, to you sitting before him so beautifully.

“ You could have done better.”

At his comment you pull the wrap around his wound tighter to which he flinches a bit from the pressure on the wound. “ Keep yapping and my ‘ done better’ will be your life.”

“You wouldn’t have the balls to do it.”

“ you’re right, I don't have balls, but neither will you soon.”

The both of you stay quiet until you're done cleaning and wrapping his wounds, and you get up to walk back to your bed. And place your kit under your bed with all your belongings. From afar Levi continued to admire the way you moved so elegantly and timidly. He could never understand how you could be two different persons at once. Out in the field you were the girl that would stop at nothing, to take down any and every titan in sight. But when back here you were shy and timid like.. it was like you were afraid, but if what? Levi is brought out of his thoughts of you when you ask him for tea.

“ what?”

“ Tea, would you like to join me for tea?”

“ If you will have me.”

With that you nod, layer your nightgown with the over cover robe and grab a blanket and walk past him to pass him the blanket; “ Here hold this,I’ll make us the tea.” As he grabs the blanket he smells the perfume of lavender. Did you just apply it? Did you always smell like this? He gets up to follow behind you as you lead the way, – “ They’re still in the dining hall” Levi mentions.

“ I’m aware, you can go outside and lay the blanket out, I’ll bring us the teas.”

“ No you’re in your nightgown, I’ll make the tea and you can go wait.”

“ I’ll be fine Levi.”

“ I won't repeat myself” He passes the blanket to you, “ Go outside I’ll make the tea, what would you like?”

“ Peppermint, please.”

With a nod he turns to go towards the dinning hall to grab the both of you your tea. Everyone is still chatting away but are quick to notice Levi.

“ Where did you head off Levi?” Amane asks

“ To shower”

“ Are you making tea? Can I have one?” Michael asks.

“ No”

“ Then why are you making two?”

Levi doesn’t answer any other questions besides make the tea and walk outside, that is when he sees y/n sitting with her legs bent to the side and both her hands folded over her lap.

“ Your peppermint tea.”

“ Oh, thank you.” You grab your warm tea cup from his hand and use it to keep your hands warm. Levi sits beside you with his cup at hand as well, “ So why outside?”

“ The sky is beautiful tonight.”

“ I don't recall hitting your head today because the sky looks the same.”

“ No, the stars are loud tonight.”

Levi can’t help but turn to look at y/n with a stoic look. What is she on about? The night sky always reminded him of his lonely nights as a child, with no one to care for him.

“ The stars speak… they speak to me when no one else will.”

“ and what am I exactly doing here then?” Levi asks still very confused by her statement.

“ When I was little, all I had were the stars and the moon. They never left me.” You smile and look up at the stars before you and look at how the shine for you.

“ why didn’t you have anyone?”

“ because they all left me… look over there it’s Pegasus’s constellation!” You point at the cluster of stars in the night sky. Levi tries to see where you point cut can't see it.

“ i just see stars.”

“ it’s right there!” You point again, but get closer to Levi to see it from his point of view. “— see its right there, just tilt your head to the left. Do you see this larger and brighter stars? Connect them.”

Levi follows your instructions and then Begins to see the constellation that you were speaking of. He looks up but can’t help but look over slightly to see you smiling at the sky. But what catches his attention is the small tear that falls from your eyes. Why were you crying? Did something remind you of a sad moment? But you let out a sudden soft laugh and you bring up your tea to take a sip. You hadn’t moved away from Levi in fact you leaned your head to almost lean against his shoulder.

Levi was never one for physical contact but somehow the warmth that radiates from your body is what was comforting.

“ why did you snap when we were training?” The question that’s been bugging Levi finally came out.

“ I-I— I don’t know..”

“ you’re a terrible liar.”

“I just… everyone was just saying I was I should just give in.. like they had no hope in me..”

“ If you continue to doubt your own capabilities, you’ll chase the approval of others. What I’m saying is, I don’t know why you give a shit.”

“ I just do.”

“ well.. you shouldn’t, not like anyone actually stays to care.” He mumbles, thinking about everyone that has left him.. from those he cared for, to those he trusted, all gone and left him behind.

“ I stay, I Always stay, and I will always Care.”

“ don’t be so naive y/n, it’s easier to detach yourself from that mentality than be disappointed when it’s not reciprocated.”

“— I will never expect anything in return, as you said people come and go.. but I will not be one of them.”

“ and when you die on one of the expeditions, you’ll be eating your words in your grave.”

The both of you bask in the silence of the rest of the night, just surrounded by the breeze around you. Sometimes you’d look over to Levi and see him deep in thought, eyebrows scrunched together, lips in a tight line. Levi too would do the same, but instead your face was beautifully sad. It was like the moon, beautiful and bright to stare at but dark and lonely on the other side. Eventually the both of you decided it was time to head to bed, to which you grab your cups and walk back inside. The sleeping quarters were already dark and silent, meaning others had already gone to bed. With that you’re both at your own beds and not giving the other person another glance.

The next morning at breakfast was normal, until Petra decided to ask you in front of everyone where you had gone last night. With no response you continue on with your meal not wishing to entertain anyone’s comments.

“ What about you Levi, wish to tell us where you went last night with your cups.” Michael asks with his mouth half full.

The both of you not responding and avoiding the rest of them. Why were they so nosey, heaven only knows but you were never one for questions, let alone answering pointless questions.

“ There you two are! Erwin and I need you both in the office, we have some things we’d like to discuss with the both of you. Follow me.” Hanji approached us and grabbed our shoulders. Without a second word to the group the both of you walk and follow Hanji to Erwin’s office. The new plan or job is explained to us and to say your baffled is an under statement.

“ You want us to bring a live titan here?” you ask in shock.

“ yes!! How exciting I know and I thought who better people to give the job to than the both of you! I mean granted, my whole squad will be joining but i decided to take you both into my squad for this assignment.” Hanji exclaimed with joy, but you were still to understand where her joy was coming from..

“When do we leave?” Levi asks Hange from besides you.

“ Tonight, and don’t tell your other comrades, we don’t need an uproar of concerns.”

With that the both of you are on your way out of the office, walking side by side to the ODM gear room. Oh how you hated doing your double checks on your gear since it always took forever. But then you had Levi who was doing everything in super speed.

“ didn’t realize we were competing.” you huff as you

“I would just pick up my pace then.”

You shake your head and turn back to your gear and make sure everything is filled and sharpened to your liking. Eventually you get up to leave and just gather your things, from an extra pair of clothing and a blanket. Some have begun asking you where you were going, but you didn’t say anything. The night rolled in and everyone was asleep.. That was when you knew it was time to go, you met the others.

“ Wait, what are they both doing here?” Someone asks in the crowd, and Hange jumps in.

“ Oh they’ll be joining us! I said why not have are most talented join us, they’ll be the ones to capture some titans!”

Some mutters are heard about our abilities but Levi and you don’t give much mind to it. The travel itself wasn’t long but the wait for a titan was, the whole group had found its resting base and started preparing and resting up. Once you’ve settled your horse you returned back to where everyone sat around the fire. You had brought your blanket with you and wrapped it around yourself as the weather began to get colder as winter approached.

You see Levi sitting besides some others and there’s a small space besides him, with a deep breath in you walk up until you sat besides him.

“ About time you showed up, a titan with no legs walked faster than you.” Levi scoots over to provide you with more space.

“ Sorry, I’m just tired.”

Levi lifts his head and looks at you, “ Tired.. Hmm, and we haven’t even started the mission.”

“ Yeah, I know.. I just feel so worn out, l guess my body being on constant adrenaline is getting to me.”

“ What adrenaline, not like we’ve been doing anything the past couple of days.” Levi turns his gaze towards the flame in front of you.

“ I don’t remember the last time my body wasn’t under adrenaline.. I just- I just feel like I'm in a constant state of internal panic or something..”

With that Levi doesn’t respond back, not entirely sure how to respond without either insulting you by accident or being sarcastic, so he picks the safest option and stays quiet. You just listen to everyone besides you speak about whatever it is, just letting their buzzed voices calm you down.

But you’re brought out of your state of blankness when you sense a small shiver besides you, you see Levi curl his arms inwards towards his body under the hooded cape to provide some warmth. Without a second thought you throw over half the blanket that was once warped around you over his shoulders.

“ Here.” you whisper as you adjust the blanket to make sure he’s covered enough.

“ I’m fine, keep the blanket for yourself.” he throws off the blanket.

“ you’re cold..”

“ I’m fine.”

“ Just share it with me.” You throw the blanket over him again.

“ I don’t need it.”

“ Your body says otherwise.”

“ And I’m telling you what I want.”

“ Please just take it.”

“ Y/N i said n-”

“ Levi, just take the damn blanket.” You throw the blanket over him again and grab his hand for him to hold on to the edge of the blanket.

Levi gives you this shocked look before going back to his regular stoic face expression.

“ Trouble in paradise?” someone from across the circle laughs.

“ sounds like it.” another laughs

Oh how you hated people who mock you.. Letting your intrusive thoughts kick in, you kick dirt toward the flame, in the process the flame goes out.

“ Hey! Why did you do that!”

“ YOU idiot it’s freezing!” are the couple of complaints that you hear.

You pull your blanket closer to you and bring your knees towards your chest allowing you to conserve more body heat. Levi feels the small tung on the blanket from his end, making him scoot closer towards you and give in a bit to your tug.

“ sounds like a personal problem.” you whisper to yourself ignoring everyone else. Levi besides you breathes out a silent scoff before shaking his head and just copying your position. The rest of the night leads to silence and the bonfire being lit up again. Hours pass and you have passed out from exhaustion that you had previously mentioned, but you’re awakened from your slumber when you feel some type of weight land on your shoulder. That is when you wake up and see that Levi’s head fell on your shoulder and he was sound a sleep. You also notice that the blanket hangs loosely over his shoulder, so slowly do you reach over to bring the blanket back around his shoulder again.

But from that moment on you stayed up all night, unable to fall asleep with the weight of Levi’s head on your shoulder. Morning rolls in and everyone begins waking up and that’s when you felt Levi stir in his sleep and he slowly lifts his head before jumping away in shock.

“I - why didn’t you wake me up!”

“ Why would i do that?”

“ Because I- wait, you look like shit, did you not sleep?”

“ No.”

“ How will you stay alert if–” Levi is cut off when 2 other comrades appear with their horses, “TITAN INCOMING!” Without much time everyone is flying through the air with their ODM gear to get on higher ground. You and Levi both land across one another on different trees waiting for the titan to come through. Your adrenaline levels are kicking in more than they already are.

“ deploy to formation! REMEMBER IT NEEDS TO BE ALIVE!” Hanji shouts from somewhere.

The Titan runs through the trees and you go sweeping in before anyone else and you went for its eyes to blind it. You hear Levi scream at you something like “ Damn it Y/N!” and he goes in for the wrists. The titan screams in pain and then begins trying to go use its mouth to try to chomp on something or should you say you. You’re quick to then go for its mouth. It can't bite you if its lower jaw is hanging or missing. In one quick motion, the moment it open it’s mouth again you fly forwards and angle yourself in a way to drag your blade from the inner corner of it’s mouth cutting through the muscle and down to the side of where jaw join meets. That’s when you see Levi mirror your action and cut through the other corner. Eventually the both of you reach a lower level and go for its ankles to cut them off, bringing the titan down. The other squad members shoot out the capture wires to tie the titan down.

You finally stop and catch your breath, feeling your body about to crash.

“ Y/N DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH, WHY DIDN’T YOU WAIT FOR ME!” Levi stands in front of you speaking with a furious tone. You just look at him feeling your body giving in to the exhaustion phase completely, and in one quick moment you fall to your knees, but before you could hit the ground Levi catches you.

“ Hey, y/n better start explaining what's wrong with you.”

You take whatever energy you can to try to lift yourself up and push Levi off,” I’m Fine.” but you Fail horribly and fall back into his arm.

“ Hey stop it, don’t be an idiot, you obviously need my support.” He holds on to you tighter and pulls you up and warps your arm around his.

Hanji comes over and wraps your other arm around her shoulders and helps Levi, but given the height difference between the two individuals it becomes rather uncomfortable for you. You muster up any strength you have left and pull yourself off the both of them, “ I said I’m fine” You whisper in anger, holding yourself up and walking away from them.

While you make your way back to camp base and you reach your destination, you sit yourself down with your knees bent and arms resting over them, with your head laying over your arm. You Let out quiet cries, just from how frustratingly tired you were.

*FLASHBACK*

“ Please leave me..” you whisper out a cry. But the men before you didn’t care much for your cries. Like every night these were men that came in and out of the building where you lived. These men would take a girl to a room, but the women would always tell you to never let any of those men come near you. But no matter what you did, every night you had to try to get away from them.

“ Why are you crying? We’re not going to hurt you, we just want to have a little bit of fun.” one of them coos reaching to push your hair away from your face. That is when someone barges through the doors.

“ GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HER!” a voice screams from the doorway pushing through the men reaching for me taking me away from the men. She was Kuchel, The woman who made you who you are today. She was one of the prostitutes in the underground, but at the time you didn’t know what that meant. She was your mother’s best friend, Your mother passed while giving birth to you, so you never met her. But Kuchel was your mother in your eyes, she always made sure you were washed, fed and taken care of. You live in the prostitution house with many other women who helped raise you. Your mother’s room became your room of living, but many of your mother’s clients, once they knew that she had a daughter, the disgusting men did all that they could to find you.

“Are you okay? Did they hurt you, they didn’t touch you did they.” She checked every inch of your body, making sure you were okay. You whisper a “ I’m okay” mistaking your K with a T.

“ Here, let’s go, you can stay in my room tonight.. I won't be here because I need to go home, but I’ll lock the door okay?” She asks as she leads you to her room. You knew she had a kid and that’s why she never stayed here with you. Sometimes you wished you could go with her and live with her, but you were not her kid, and you already knew what it meant to be a burden..

“ Here you go, you’re all tucked in.” She smiles at you, “ Remember, to always stay alert.. You should be fine okay, If anything happens always remember to scream okay.. And here, I’ll put a knife under your pillow, okay? If anyone touches you where I told you they’re not supposed to, or they hurt you.. Use it okay, I wont be mad.” She combs your hair, trying to sooth you.

You give a weak nod and the next think you knew she was out the door and you hear a small *click* of the door. There was nothing to be seen in the dark room, all you could do was stay alert, listen for any sound.. watch for any movement. And from that day on you always were alert, never to let your guard down.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

You sat there just crying silently like you did as a kid. Just hoping that maybe you’d eventually cry yourself to death and you could sleep for once. Not having to worry about anything..

“ Hey y/n, what happened back there.” You hear Levi question as he walks towards you. As the boot hits the grass beneath it, you can sense he’s about 50 meters away from you.

“ Nothing.” You bite back with a hint of anger in your voice. Why does everyone have to ask the obvious questions?

“ It sure as hell didn’t look like nothing back there, did you break your ankles or forgot how to stand.” He bites back.

You stay in your position and stop crying , blinking a few times to get rid of any tears that could cause your eyes to become more red than they already are. Once you’re ready , you stand up and walk towards where you had your belongings and pull out your extra pair of uniform and towel.

“ I saw a small pond over there, I’ll go freshen up, do me a favor and watch out for me.” You begin walking toward the location as you hear his footsteps follow you.

“ So are you going to tell me what happened back there?” He asks, waiting for your response. But you keep to yourself and reach the pond.

“ Turn around please, I need to undress.” you instruct him as you give him your towel and clean uniform to hold for you.

You hear him huff and mumble a few things under his breath but he listens. You begin removing your uniform and dip yourself into the pond, the water itself is clear and freezing! You begin using the small rag you brought and scrub yourself with it, removing any blood or dirt from your skin. Unclean.. Filthy.. Disgusting..

You dip your head back to get your hair wet as well, you grab the small bottle that held the oils for your hair for a wash. And you rub it in before rinsing it out.

“ I can’t sleep, I try but since I was a little girl I was told to always be alert..because when you sleep, or unaware, that’s when people take advantage of you.” you answer his previous question.

“ I’m sure you’ve proven you can protect yourself.”

“ If I’m sleeping then I can't protect myself in time.”

There’s a momentary sliance between the both of us before he speaks again, “ Is that why you were awake today, because you thought I’d hurt you?”

“ No, it was because you were sleeping, I had to be the one to be alert for both you and I. To protect both of us if need be.” with that you get out of the pond and ask for your towel, to which he hands out to you, still facing away.

You dry yourself and wrap your hair in the towel and ask for your uniform, and begin layering yourself with the undergarments you had hidden in your uniform. Once you’re all dressed you tell him that it’s his turn to wash up.

“ I didn’t bring an extra uniform y/n, I’ll just wipe myself off later.”

Not taking a no for an answer as you always do, you push him towards the pond and point at the rock for him to sit. you tell him to remove his ODM gear just in case you might get water on it. Once he’s all sat you dip the rag you used in the pond and scrub off any remaining dirt from your usage and then begin cleaning his face.

“ i can clean myself.” Levi goes and grabs the rag from my hand, but in quick reflex my other had goes and takes it from him just as fast.

“ You can’t see yourself, you’ll miss a spot.” You continue to wipe his face and around his ears.

“ Your hair has some blood.. That needs to be washed, get on your knees and dip your head into the water, I’ll wash it for you.” you point towards the pond waiting for him to follow you command.

“ No.” Levi protests getting up from the rock he sat on to walk away but you stand up straight and push him back to sit down on the rock, only not realizing how hard you pushed him. Levi tumbles back over the rock and begins to fall towards the pond, you try to grab him before he goes into the water, but then he pulls you with him instead.

“LEVI!”

“Don’t put the blame on me, you’re the one who pushed me.”

“ You didn’t have to pull me with you!

“Blame yourself y/n.”

Levi then takes my shower oil and washes his hair and we both get out of the pond soaking wet, carrying our ODM gear. The walk back wasn’t too bad, besides the soggy clothing we wore. The rest of the other members had already arrived back to base and were getting their meals.

“ what happened to both of you?” Hanji asks us with a small laugh in her tone.

“ A small accident, how is the research going, section commander?” Levi asks, diverting the question.

“ Oh it’s great! A bit of a biter, but so far with the damage you both did, not like it as much to bite.” Hanji claps.

The both of you nod and head to get your serving for the night and sitting in front of the fire, hoping it will dry your clothing in some way. The sky does turn into the beautiful dark that it is, with the stars shining as always.

“ You should go to sleep.” Levi speaks besides you as he looks up at the same sky that you stare at.

“ I told you i can’t, and we–”

“ Go to sleep, I’ll stay up for you. I’ll make sure you’re safe, just sleep.”

“I’m fine Levi You can–”

“ y/n I will not repeat myself, put yourself to sleep or I’ll do it for you, and i’m not talking about tucking you in.” Levi gets up and grabs the blanket you had used the night before and throws it in your direction.

“ Go to bed, we leave tomorrow morning.” With that Levi goes back to sitting besides you with one leg stretched out and the other bent where he rests his arm over. You throw your blanket over yourself but throw the other side over Levi's knee. He looks down at where the blanket covers him now and back at you. You use your hood and make it into a makeshift pillow before laying down and closing your eyes.. He’ll watch out, You can trust him, He won't hurt you are the last things you think of before you completely pass out.

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