#levi.ask

[miekasa]

one of the many cute things about levi is how he's surprised at your reaction to some of the "mundane" things he does. for example, he'd have dinner + dessert ready for you when you come home from a long, tiring day at work and he'd actually be surprised when, with newfound energy, you give him head/a hj after when you're in bed or when the dishes are done. because to this man, doing these things for you are instinctual and don't warrant special treatment. he's so modest and cute it hurts <3

Levi is most surprised when other people comment on it. Be it a random, but well meaning cashier, noting about how sweet he is to you, winking at you that he’s a keeper; or a comment from someone like Hange, loudly boasting about how cute and gentle Levi is with you. 

Of course he is—why wouldn’t he be? He loves you, shouldn’t it be expected to be gentle and tender with someone you care about? Isn’t that what everyone does when they love someone else? 

You’re just as sweet with him, taking in his jagged edges and sharp wit with ease. Levi is all rounded out and calm waves because of you, he thinks anybody in love would have their rough edges sanded down to accommodate their other half if that’s what suited them best. You like gentle, you deserve kindness; what is love if not refinement, if not tailored affection for the one receiving it. 

He brushes off your praise most frequently, in modesty, yes, but also an attempt to teach you that you needn’t thank him for treating you well. He would never let you accept anything less… that being said, the occasional gratuitous blowjob isn’t unwelcome, but he likes to think that that’s more of an expression of love and attraction than a thank you.

#if u wanna say thank u for something then he can do something about that later #oh levi... levi levi levi leviiiiiiiii LEVIIIIII #im sorry this sat here for like two weeks every time i opened it my heart weeped not even being dramatic #i understand EXACTLY what you mean anon.... this gentle gentle guy #levi.ask #levi x reader #aot x reader

[miekasa]

so it's long since established that levi can be quite distracting and as a result distracts US (which ofc he will try to correct in his own levi way 😌) but I'm wondering - would levi get distracted by his s/o? and if so, how? bc given how he is as a person, idk if I can imagine him being distracted in the typical ways e.g. forgetting what he was doing, messing up something, not hearing everything someone says to him etc (which idk... seems kinda unfair lol).

He gets distracted, he just doesn’t stumble and fumble. Honestly he’s most distracted when you’re not around. He gets caught up thinking about you when he’s folding the laundry, when he’s making dinner, when he’s cleaning. He literally has to stop and snap himself out of it sometimes. Levi thinks about you all the time, of course he’d bound to spill a bucket or two of soapy water when he’s mopping when what’s truly on his mind is what you were doing last night, not the lint on the floor. 

What Levi really likes is noticing how you get distracted by him. So maybe he does put his hand on yours while you’re telling him about his day for a comforting touch, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like the way your palms grow warm and your eyes linger for a minute. Pays close attention to how you relax and blink up at him when he pets your head when you lay on his lap. Maybe he plays into it just to get a reaction out of you, but sue him, he thinks you look really cute whenever it happens. 

Not to say that you never catch his eye for a moment too long when you’re together, he’s just better at hiding it. It’s easy for him to say he didn’t hear a word Hange was rambling on about at dinner and nobody bats an eye—when does he ever listen to Hange; what’s unsaid, is that Hange’s blubbering was drowned by his attention on you, on your eyes, your lips, your laugh. He’s just lets his usual grumpiness act as a shield for his distraction whenever anybody else asks. 

#anonymous #hes so very beloved to me <2 #levi is my favorite Schemer #him and nanami.... just always Watching you bc they know exactly how you'll react and they like your reactions #levi x reader #levi.ask

[miekasa]

the way you know drunk levi is so down bad for you is when you jokingly say "you're such a brat levi" and he just says softly says "mmm hmm yeah" and cuddles further into your side as you chuckle softly

Drunk Levi so cute stop <3333 you can count on one hand the amount of times you’ve seen Levi drunk throughout the duration of your relationship. He can still hold his composure in public—Levi is far from being a sloppy drunk. Honestly, the only tell-tale signs are that he’s a little more talkative, you might be able to squeeze a few smiles out of him, and he becomes increasingly affectionate.

He's almost shameless, too. Especially after you’ve both made it away from the loudness of the bar and your friends, are in the comfort of your apartment. Levi can always blame the alcohol on the way he drapes himself over your shoulders while you try to get water for the two of you—not deadweight so that you have to carry him, but with enough pressure to feel the weight of him against you. He knows he’s a little past gone when swears he can see little flecks of glitter around you when you speak, when his thoughts are consumed with nothing but god, I’m in love.

You call him a brat and he doesn’t even have it in him to scoff or tease you, just pull you closer to him on the couch. You’re not close enough—sure you’re practically in each other’s laps but he needs to be closer. His lips on your skin isn’t enough, your hands in his hair isn’t enough—Christ, he really is drunk, he thinks. He laughs at the thought, and you look down at where his nose is nuzzled into your neck; you caress his hair again and kiss the top of his head, and Levi all but fucking melts. It feels good to be drunk and in love.

#anonymous #we dont talk about this enough hed be SO cute. will squeeze #every four seconds hes like fuck... i really am in love huh? nice... #levi.ask

[miekasa]

Okay, the ever so beloved arranged royalty au has me screeching because that would be a Very Levi thing to do 😭 he’d literally tell you to go about your business and do whatever you want and he’d quietly go about his while still making sure to take care of you. Like a princess from another land would def feel alone in a whole new country and kingdom, so he knows its a lot and he doesn’t want to add himself to the number of things that will overwhelm you

Now the plot, how do things start 👀 like is it through all those forced royal dinners and gatherings where you two realize that you like spending time with each other, or late nights when you bring him tea and go over the new decrees and legislations with him and he sees just how much better and smarter and wonderful you are than his entire legislative council. Or he discovers his wife has a hand in apothecary and the healing arts when he recklessly defends her and gets injured for it and wakes up with some green mush over his wounds and a very worried wife beside him. And as always, wouldn’t it be fun if he catches his new wife training with a sword or daggers by herself in a hidden spot in the gardens and it becomes their little secret to rendezvous. It’s the definition of a slow burn though with how bad you both are at this, and Hange is seriously considering locking you both up in the castle tower and not letting you out until you both confess.

Anyway many many many dreamy scenarios for my bedtime and daydreams 😌

PLEASE, Levi has the purest intentions: he does not want to be an asshole, he wants you to have all the freedom you deserve, especially as you get acclimated to the castle; but, of course, his luck would be to have the opposite effect, and now everyone thinks he’s the jerk who doesn’t care about or want to spend time with his wife. He wants to get to know you, but he wants to make sure you’re comfortable first... and, he’s not admitting this to anybody, but maybe, just maybe, he’s a little nervous to approach you first. 

Maybe... it’s a culmination of all those things. It starts at dinner: you two don’t talk to each other much at first, as you tend to keep conversation with the few members of your court who came along with you, and occasionally to Hange, who loudly, without any decorum, screams to you across the table. And forgive Levi for eavesdropping, but he can’t help but to be drawn to the very sound of your voice. It’s sweet, but not shy—and perhaps it was naive of him to presume that to begin with—and a welcome surprise. It takes two weeks before he can confidently comment on something you say mid-conversation over dinner, and relief washes over him when you not only agree with him, but pull him further into the conversation. 

He becomes greedy after that, wants to talk to you more, so uses asking you for advice as an excuse—but, in his defense, he was going to ask anyway; the matters concern you, too, and he wouldn’t dare make any final moves without consulting his wife at least once. You surprise him again—he’s long learned that you’re strong-hearted and speak with conviction, but it’s here that he gets just a sliver of your true intelligence. You’re not the quiet, docile princess your parents painted you to be, and now Levi wants to understand why exactly it is that you accepted this marriage—because from what he knows about you so far, you don’t seem like the kind of girl to shutup and take orders from anybody.

You prove him right a few weeks later. Levi knew you were a fighter in the moral sense, but it’s not until you have a blade to his Military Commander’s throat that he realizes you’re a trained fighter, too. It was a closed meeting, only his mother, yours and Levi’s most trusted court members, and a few guards present to discuss some terms of agreement between your newly jointed kingdoms. Levi was going to refute to Erwin’s plans to occupy an area of land for a military headquarters that sat far too close to an orphanage in your hometown, but he didn’t have to because you did it first. Really, Erwin put his own foot in his mouth, accidentally insinuating that the operation was of more importance than the children near by, so Levi couldn’t blame you when you had Erwin’s own sword pressed to his neck seconds later, “If there’s so much as a scratch on any child’s head, I’ll take yours for myself.” It was only natural that the knights pull out their own swords, all pointed in your direction as you press hard enough to draw blood from Erwin’s neck, but Levi doesn’t think twice before choosing to defend you instead, “All of you stand down. Touch her, and I’ll kill you myself.” 

You turn out to be a healer, too. Erwin feels awkward, as you hover over him, pressing a stained washcloth against his skin right where you’d cut him an hour before. It wasn’t a life-threatening injury, but it easily could have been, and the Commander finds himself in fear not of your skill, but of the fact that he couldn’t have predicted it. Levi, however, stands in the corner of the small room, leaning against a brick wall in awe. It seems as though there’s nothing his wife can’t do, and he wonders if the key to your secrets is that you’re a witch, and not a princess, after all—and the way Erwin’s gash seems to instantly improve with contact of whatever concoction is on that rag only seems to provide evidence. When you deem it fit, you tell Erwin he’s free to go; you don’t apologize, but he does, and thanks you for good measure, too. He and Levi share a look before he leaves the room—one that says that you’re impressive; one that says you’re undoubtedly his wife. 

It’s Kuchel that accompanies you on your afternoon walk around the castle grounds shortly after. When you hear that the Queen wanted to speak with you, you for sure thought that you’d fucked up—it was only a few days ago that you threatened the life of on her higher-ups—but she merely wants to keep you company. To your surprise, your conversation flows easily; Kuchel asks about your childhood, and she tells you stories about the prince when he was a baby, and stories about her queendom. It when you both circle back to the grand hall shortly before dinner that she takes your hands, and offers you the most genuine smile you’ve seen since moving, “You’re good for Levi. I know the two of you will lead with strength and compassion.” 

When you first arrived to the castle, Levi gave you free rein of all the grounds, with the exception of one area: the top of the clocktower. You’re good on your word to obey his wishes, but as the months go by and the two of you grow closer you can’t help but to question your husband one evening, “Why is the clocktower the only place you asked me not to wander to?” You expect the answer to be simple: that it’s dangerous, that there are family secrets locked inside that are for his eyes only, that there’s something or someone up there that you can’t know about. The answer is simple, but it’s nothing like you’d predicted—and Levi doesn’t answer you until he’s held your hand and lead you up the many stairs to the top himself. Pushes the tiny window embedded in the glass open and ushers for you to look outside and relish in the beautiful view of the land—the conjoined land you both watch over now—and then shakily speaks, “I only asked you not to come here because I wanted to be the first to show you.” 

(And yeah, when Hange hears that, and learns that that’s where the two of you have been running off to enjoy your secret afternoon tea rendezvous, they definitely consider stalking you both, just to lock the door behind you and not open it until you both kiss and confess. Or fuck, because, “It’s a beautiful place to conceive a baby, you know!”)

#anonymous #somebody got carried away.............................. UM #i dont even have anything else to say i think i said it all this is a whole essay LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO #the way i couldnt choose a scenario so i used them all........... man #levi.ask #levi.ans #royal au

[miekasa]

knight levi has me in shambles, i know he’d be laughing at how flustered you get when you realize the position you’re in even if you’ve got a knife to his throat. chuckles as if he isn’t burning deep inside. you come to realize you trust him a bit too much too. somehow it goes from training in secret to inviting him into your room to read or sneaking off to the kitchens at night for a bite and of course he catches you. ends up making you a light tasty snack or a warm concoction before he sends (escorts) you back to your room “you need to sleep, you can’t live through an afternoon of straightening the accounts if you keep this up”. also has handy skills you discover. cooking aside, he’s quite neat with a needle, knows how to do accounts, and can tie a corset better than your handmaidens though he grumbles through the whole ordeal “why are these things still in fashion” “they’re pretty at least” “they look like torture devices, can you even breathe”. he’s your go-to savior at balls when faking smiles and feigning interest with the little soirees the royal children and aspiring royalists who push their children on you. somehow always knows when to intervene, shows up suddenly with an excuse and offers you his arm before walking you away from the whole party. you call him your knight in shining armor during those times, and he flicks your forehead (but his ears turn red). always has a bowl of fruit or some decadent desserts from the party waiting in your room because the life of a royal consists of eating approximately two bites during those ball things.

so when the kiss happens just to shut him up…🤒 maybe it’s gonna be corset-ripping that night. soon as he blows off steam (and worry) you can drag him to soak in the bath with you 😌😌 hange is in the castle somewhere going “fucking finally”

Him being your escort to balls and other formal events has me frothing at the mouth. Because you know he hates those events—and he doesn’t have to be your date because he’d be there with you regardless—but he endures it all for you. Among his many talents is ballroom dancing, which you only learn after you’ve snuck away from the evening and are in the privacy of your room; Levi leaves the window open just a bit to borrow the music from the courtyard, and gives you one last dance after you’d had your fill of pastries and tea. He knows there are people who think the life of a knight is empty; that swearing your life away to serve someone else it hollow, but Levi doesn’t—because he’d live to serve you and make you happy no matter what :((

Okay, picture this. Classic castle ambush scene: the royal family is under attack, there are intruders on the castle grounds, the knights are in full swing to protect the family, and Levi hardly gives anyone an opportunity to get near you. You get caught up on your way to a safehouse, a couple of thieves more skilled than the others have followed you, and even tho Levi orders you to get back on the horse and run, you refuse. They aren’t all that strong, but they have guns and arrows and can attack from a distance, so he’s at a disadvantage—and he’s already gotten hurt protecting you thus far, so you only think it’s fair that you stay and fight for him.

It works, you two win, but that doesn’t stop him from calling you an idiot in the aftermath, swearing you out, telling you you don’t understand the importance of your role and duty as princess, and that’s when the “I love you, shutup” kiss happens. Is it romantic, with three corpses and stewn arrows surrounding you; with you gripping Levi by his cape with one hand, while there’s still a knife in your other one; with Levi’s leg bleeding, and blood of your enemies on his armor? Perhaps not, but in some twisted way, isn’t it? It’s not perfect, but it’s the two of you. It’s real and it’s raw, and it’s why, even with injuries and battle scars, Levi can hardly keep his hands to himself when you get to the safehouse. Mantras of, “I love you on purpose, not because I’m your knight. I love you because I do,” and kisses to his scars, and holding hands even you both have blood on them.

(When Hange shows up the next morning—one of two other people entrusted with the location of your hideout—they’re not that naive as to mistake the marks on your neck and shoulder for bruises instead of hickeys. Taunts of, “I can see that Sir Levi took care of you well, princess,” before they’re on their way to prepare the castle for your arrival).

#anonymous #goddddddddddddDDDDDDDDDDDD #hange shows up the next morning and u damn near stick a sword to their throat thinking someone else had followed u but no its just hange 😭 #listen to me the corsets……. i have. so much to say #levi is uncharacteristically dead to the world (which is also what prompts hange to tease you) #(because you could deny their accusations and play off the hickeys as bruises bc you have a few true bruise injuries) #(but levi sound asleep in your bed? not out on watch or dozing off in a chair in the kitchen? nah hange knows pussy put that man to SLEEP) #levi.ask #levi.ans #royal au

[miekasa]

okay but royal princess reader and knight levi sneaking around…..the delicious potential and thrill and angst and fluff 🤒 like waking up to that man sewing the little rip on your nightgown close or waking up to him cooking brunch at the safehouse, i can imagine reader going “and you expect me not to marry him? y’all the crazy ones” at her royal parents 😌

HHHHhhhh okay okay, still in the safehouse, because I have thoughts. Hange taunts you about your hickeys and your evident lack of concern for danger after having had Levi ravish you for sure, but they also fill you in about what’s happening at the castle. The enemy has largely been eliminated, your parents are safe in the castle, but they’re taking extra precautions with you because you’re the princess. Hange advises you to stay here with Levi for the next three days at least. They tell you they’ll send a signal when it’s clear for you to return... sneaks in another teasing anecdote about how, “It’s unlikely you’ll have any more trouble out here... other than taming Levi, of course. But you don’t seem to mind that.” 

So you two do stay. Hange is commander of your royal guard afterall, who are you and Levi to disobey their orders? It’s bliss. Levi hunts smaller animals for dinner, takes the time to stitch up your battle-torn clothing; and you take the time to clean his wounds with warm water, sit in the creaky rocking chair just to lay on his chest and listen to his heartbeat. Even if it’s only three short days, you get so used to playing husband and wife that it sucks to go back to the castle. 

Because Levi... he’s a little too good at the stoic knight act. It’s a good thing, it doesn’t raise suspicion; he’s maybe just a touch more sensitive about leaving your side, but it’s easy to play that off as being your concerned guard—you were just the subject of a manhunt, and it’s his duty to protect you, so nobody thinks it’s out of the ordinary for him to up your security. Not to mention, he’s sort of the kingdom’s hero for bringing the princess back alive and relatively unharmed... who’s gonna tell him what he can and can’t do concerning you? 

It makes you just the slightest bit pouty... but can anyone really blame you? You just got the confession of a lifetime and spent three days in bliss with the man you love where you had his undivided and unfiltered attention. But he’s not completely robotic; he’s still playful with you in public, still sarcastic in a way that nobody else would dare to be, but he’s earned that privilege as your right hand man. He still kicks your ass when you’re sparring and maybe tries to corner you more often because he knows how flustered it gets you. And he sure knows how to make up for it when you two are alone: his hands are on you and he doesn’t let you go, bars you from any mention of his status as your knight when you’re in bed because he doesn’t love you like a knight, he loves you like he’s your husband. 

#anonymous #bc the second ur alone his hands are u his lips r on you and he wont let you go #its scary u cant see urself w anyone but him and yeah ur parents havent pushed marriage onto you yet but you wont marry anyone but levi #you already made ur mind up #and while levi is putting on his best protective knight act ur buttering him up to ur parents #making comments abot how brave he was protecting u... trying to make everyone see hes the best man in the kindgom the best choice for u #but if theyre stubborn u just gotta say fuck it... levi is out there hand picking roses for tea for u #ur not gonna marry anyone but him #princess in public but ur his baby when ur alone :(( his love :(( the light of his life #levi.ask #levi.ans #royal au

[miekasa]

elaborate on the princess thing...for literary scientific purposes 📝

Fine. The three culprits in question are Levi, Jean, and Nanami; all use the term princess as a nickname or term of affection, but all have very different meanings behind them.

Levi started out teasing you, and that still carries through your relationship. Princess is a shortened term for spoiled brat, and while he likes to taunt you—“Princess always gets what she wants, doesn’t she?” “Sure you don’t want help, princess? Come on, tell me how you need me.”—theres not much bite behind it, because Levi knows he’s the one spoiling you. He’s the one that gives into all your wishes and all your teasing, and, sure he knows the lilt in his voice when he ruffles your hair and calls you princess has some lingering effect on you, but every thing he says it he can’t help but think about just how tight you have him wrapped around your pinky; and how he wouldn’t do a damn thing to change it.

Jean probably means it the most literally; he means to put you on a pedestal, means to tell you you’re as pretty as a princess, means that you deserve to be treated like one, too. And if you’re the princess, he doesn’t really want to be your prince… he’s more of your knight in shining armor. The type to get on his knees and call you sweet words, win you over with flowers and chocolates and new clothes, make you swoon with his words. It’s a consolation, reassurance when you’re whining beneath him—“I know, princess. I know.”; it’s a compliment, lovesick with a blush to top it off—“So pretty, princess. Prettiest girl.”; it’s a confession and a promise—“I love you, princess. Love you more than anybody else, always will.” Jean just wants to take care of you, will do it any and every way he knows how.

Nanami uses it as a warning, never quite a threat, but stern and unmoving, meant to reiterate one crucial point: you’re not acting how a princess should act. He doesn’t know what it is about his demeanor that leaves him subject to being teased—whether it be innocently by his students, annoyingly by Gojo, or boldly and nothing short of bratty by you. Sometimes it’s needed, he knows he has a tendency to get in his own head, and, so, he’s thankful when you draw out that playful side in him. But sometimes you push it, and it seems like those are your intentions, and he can’t have any of that can he? He’s meant to put up with you, has no problem dealing with you; and has no problem putting you back in your place—arms held behind your back, a hand on your hip with a warning squeeze and an order to follow: “Behave, princess. You know better.”

#anonymous #i need…. to lay in heavy traffic for a few hours i’ll be back y’all need anything #levi.ask #jean.ask #nanami.ask

[miekasa]

what do the aot boys/girls do for their s/o for Valentine’s Day 👀 we already know mr.kirstein got a full romantic dinner cooked and ready at the table with wine and then rose petals on the bed afterwards

God Jean is so..... he’s such a romantique... out of a movie kinda boyfriend 🤒🤒 dinner cooked, wine chilled, rose petals on the bed and that’s after he sent you to the spa, had you spend the day getting pampered, and sent you a gift to your doorstep first thing in the morning. He’s such a dreamy boyfriend, and he does it every year without fail. He knows it’s cheesy but he just likes to treat you. Everyone calls him a sap, but he doesn’t care; you’re his girl and he’s gonna make sure you get the princess treatment you deserve. He honestly doesn’t even think to initiate sex, doesn’t want you to think that he thinks it has to be part of the ritual; so if you want him, you’re gonna have to make a move first (and he’ll gladly comply if you do bc you’re his baby in all senses of the word, and he’ll take care of you whenever he has to).

Eren gets stressed about what to get you every single Valentine’s day. He doesn’t want to be too cliché, but he doesn’t want to be so experimental that you’ll hate your present; he pulls through in the end, but he was definitely freaking out beforehand. He likes to spend the whole day with you, not necessarily doing solely romantic things, but he wants to be with you. Your night usually ends with dinner and many, many, many kisses. He gets kinda sappy :(( he’s an emotional person in the sense that he has a lot of emotions, but he doesn’t always show them. Stops midway through sex just to spew about how much he loves you, how happy he is to have you in his life; does not let you go at all that evening. See also: bubble bath in which he ends up half asleep laying on you in the tub.

Connie doesn’t necessarily plan things that are outwardly romantic, but he doesn’t have to—just being with him and having fun is romance enough. He’ll get you drunk at brunch and then take you to an aquarium, and even tho you’re 80% sure the parents w children hate the two of you for giggling at every fish and clinging onto eachother, you guys are having such a good time that you can’t bring yourself to care. You’ll go bowling and he’ll say that the person who knocks down the least amount of pins per round owes the other a kiss. Brings you home and makes you play strip uno with him which really is pointless bc you guys would have ended up on top of eachother regardless.

Bless Armin’s soul, he made reservations for dinner and activities six weeks ago. The place you ended up at wasn’t even that expensive or that busy, he was just overly prepared. Spent two days specifying your bouquet arrangement with the florist, and the lady at the flower shop couldn’t even get annoyed with him because he was so genuine about it. Takes pictures of you like a parent when you guys go out to lunch/dinner and he’s just so happy and proud that you’re dating him.

Levi who thinks Valentine’s day is capitalist propaganda is out; Levi who understands Valentine’s day is largely money driven now, but if it holds value to his s/o then it holds value to him, plus why miss an opportunity to cherish the person he loves the most—that Levi is in. Of course, he’ll pay for everything; he’ll call you a brat, and say you’ve got expensive taste but he likes that. You’ve got standards, who is he not to meet them? He makes dinner and it’s probably better than any restaurant you could have booked, but it’s dessert that really blows your mind. Macaroons and cheesecake from scratch, wine from a winery that’s so small the bottle isn’t even branded, ice cream that you watched him whip up before dinner was served. He’s got standards too, and it’s only the best for you.

The way Porco will pay his roommate (Pieck) and his brother to stay out of his way on Valentine’s day. It’s not even a privacy thing, it’s that 1) he knows Marcel and Pieck adore you and just once Porco would like to have his girlfriend to himself, and 2) he doesn’t need to hear their cooing about him being a gentleman 🙄🙄 he’s really not that different on Valentine’s day—he still teases you, still puts you in a headlock, still tells you your forehead is big; but it’s cushioned with flowers and chocolates and that’s expensive ass pair of shoes you’ve been wanting for two months. He honestly gets a little flustered when you give him his present, tries to shoo away your cooing, but Porco likes attention from you so it’s all one big act. Shamelessly initiates several make out sessions throughout the day. Can’t keep his hands off of you.

Throw out whatever concept you have concerning many flowers you think one person could get in a single a day, because Reiner damn near fills up your apartment with them. The delivery people just keep coming and coming and coming. You ask him if he made a mistake with the order and he just shakes his head, “There’s supposed to be a thousand of them. They said that’s the most I could have delivered in one day.” Leaves you staring at him because god if he isn’t the most romantic idiot you’ve ever seen in your life. Earns getting his dick sucked right then and there ://

#anonymous #levi…… levi ackerman………………. there somethinf so. So about that man #can u tell how badly i wanna watch him cook. god #minicanons #levi.ask #eren.ask #connie.ask

[miekasa]

okay so i .. think i wanna write an actual fic about this but

can i just .. talk about my vision for underground boxer levi

bare knuckles. illegal matches. best fighter theyve ever seen.

i have many more thoughts but—

->🧃anon

Of course, of course, only if we talk about the mandatory Levi sitting on your bathroom counter/on a barstool at your kitchen island while you put antiseptic on his wounds scene.

You don’t even scold him anymore; the majority of the blood on his body isn’t his own, he wins nearly all of his matches, and he’s too stubborn to be persuaded out of this, anyway. You do wish, however, that he would invest in seeking real, professional help regularly, and not just when he’s suffering from fractures and torn ligaments—“Check-ups are good for you, Levi,” you taunt, flicking the syringe of lidocaine between your fingers; Levi sighs, not at the incoming pinch of the needle, but at your tone as you continue to tease, “How can we be sure that you don’t still have any baby teeth if they’re never x-rayed?” He scoffs through a hiss—this time from the sting, flashing you an accusatory glare, to which you only bat your lashes and pull it out.

You instruct him to hold gauze to his injured palm with his free hand, and he obeys, his eyes tracking your own hands as you open a new suture kit. He questions if the stitches are necessary, but he’s petulant, almost impatient and childlike that it makes you laugh again. You motion for him to remove the gauze, and press the needle near the laceration with just enough pressure, “Can you feel that?”; he shakes his head, and you nod, shortly beginning the suturing process. It’s quiet because he never knows if it’s appropriate to make conversation at times like this—he figures you need to focus, but he knows he needs a distraction; not from the procedure, but from you.

“Don’t need a doctor,” he coughs, wiggling his fingers as you tie the second suture, “This is fine.” You don’t even spare him a look, hooking the needle under his skin for a third time, “I doubt my knowledge from some YouTube videos and a First Aid book are as a good as a medical doctor’s.” Levi shakes his head, reaching his free hand to carefully move a stray hair away. “It’s enough,” he reminds you, “You’re more than enough.” 

#🧃anon #i thin k..... its time for bed #ofc i turned this into.... this..... how predicable yawn #levi.ask #levi.ans #levi x reader

[miekasa]

lazy mornings with Levi in the prettiest and coziest kitchen yes? yes

even better are lazy mornings before lazy days where you both have the rare opportunity to laze around in bed all day right after 😌

Ah, the dream. And Levi’s not slick, this lazy morning was, ironically, very strategically planned. It was a conscious effort to lure you to his apartment with the promise of homemade dinner, and to ply you with champagne and tea-based cocktails that taste way better than anything you could have gotten at the best bar in town. It was deliberate to top it all off with dessert just a little later than usual—and when you finally notice the time, and are about to scramble to head home, catch your bus or train, or whatever it may be Levi stops you with one hand on your wrist, and the other against your cheek so that his thumb can wipe away the tiniest crumbs stuck to your bottom lip, “Stay for the night.” 

So, the next morning, when you wake up slightly groggy from all the alcohol, but content and filled with love all the same, it really does feel like bliss. It’s a rare moment where you’re awake before Levi, and if you thought about making him breakfast as a thank you for dinner, then think again; because he’s draped himself over you, and he has no plans of letting you leave the bed without him. It’s nearly an hour, and uncountable amount of kisses later, than you both finally, lazily arise from the bed—Levi doesn’t even care to make it, that’s how serious he is about returning to lay down with you—and make your way to bathroom, and eventually the kitchen. Breakfast is slow, you both take your time cooking, and Levi is happy to sip tea and entertain conversation; but you’d better believe the second you’re done, he’s dragging you back to the bedroom for more rest. 

#anonymous #no bc im sick. im so so so sick of him #that drabble i wrote about eren stopping your alarm so youd miss ur bus and have to sleep over #this is just levis version--more mature and straightforward but planned nonetheless #levi.ask #levi.ans

[miekasa]

Levi likes slipping his hand up your shirt and gently stroking your back. Just likes the feel of your skin, the warmth, and how it just makes you feel much closer. He falls into the habit quickly.

Never mind how flustered and hot and bothered it gets you sometimes, that man probably will either be very oblivious or will tease the hell out of you for having such a reaction from so small a touch 🤒

He’s so… honestly part of it is for his comfort, too. He likes to touch you, to reach out snd know you’re there, and see that you don’t pull away from him, that often you actually find yourself relaxing into his touch. He likes to know you’re near him and that his touch brings a sense of comfort to you. It’s almost habitual, how easily he does it when he’s not thinking and that’s why he’s oblivious to your reaction sometimes.

He’ll tease you sometimes, yeah, but he knows he doesn’t have much room to talk. For how easily he’s able to touch you, he’s not nearly as casually receptive to it. He likes it, of course, but you always get a reaction out of him when your hands are on him; you might not always see it—it’s as a small as an extra blink sometimes—but it’s there, so he rarely has room to tease.

He’ll take all your teasing tho, watching you smile as he shuffles to you on the bed, resting his head against your stomach before you comment, “You’re so touchy today, Levi.” He can hear the smirk in your voice, but it doesn’t matter to him, not when your hand is in his hair and your rubbing his back; so he only hums, nuzzles his face a bit more, “Guess I like you a little more today.” (Yeah, it gets him hit on the head, but you still rub his back and you still play with his hair so it’s still very much worth it).

#anonymous #you can’t even mess with him about being touchy bc he’s like hm well arent u lucky then #like !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!….. yesh but shutup 🤒🤒🤒🤒 #makes u hit him on the head just to be like ok now that ur done play with my hair #the kitten is jumping out in him LMFAOO #levi.ask #levi.ans

[miekasa]

unhinged levi slowly dragging you down with him while you pretend capitalism doesn't exist for 2 weeks....i'd volunteer 😌😌 feel like he'd get you skinny dipping during demon hours while the world is asleep but still has the restraint not to fuck you in the ocean and give you one hell of an infection 😭

like you'd be pawing at him and he just goes "water makes the worst lube, what makes you think salt water's any better" or just outright deadpan ask if you want a urinary tract infection like mf okay it's still your fault because you didnt have to look that good in pink trunks 🙄

PLEASE and that’s exactly it—yeah he’s acting up and he’s a bit more unhinged on vacation but he’s still Levi; he’s not risking cleanliness or safety for the sake of anything. Yeah, he might be drinking in broad daylight, but he’s not gonna fuck you in the ocean because the water might be cleaner than at home, but nature plays no games.

Yeah, making out in a semi-public area is new for him, but it’s not like he’s pulling his dick out when there’s sand around. It wouldn’t be very sexy to have sand grains in his dick hole now would it. You guys fuck against the windows of your hotel room, but he still asked for the sheets to be changed the day you checked in before you slept on them for the first time, still asked for extra towels and still brought his own microfiber cloth with him. It’s all about balance </3 he might be acting like a whore in his five inch inseam shorts, but hasn’t lost all his decorum.

#anonymous #HES SO #WJSKSLSKSKSKD #levi.ask #levi.ans

[miekasa]

your vacation levi headcanons always give me life, like he would be so unhinged but you don’t get any video evidence of it because he’s dragged you down with him, and the most you got is him lazing about, sunglasses pushing his hair back as a headband, but even before you can record incriminating evidence, he’s distracted you by actually initiating making out 🤒

He’s so unhinged it’s like a fever dream you don’t even think to record it because you’re too busy trying to process if the Levi you brought with you to Jamaica is the same Levi you know, or if he got switched with a clone at the security check because he’s acting a fool the whole time 😭😭 is that really your Levi smashing a coconut over his knee that he just shook down from a tree, you’re too stunned when he offers you half because, “It’s gotta be organic right?”

It’s not like him to just pull cash out of his pocket and rent a kayak and paddle you both into the ocean—it’s like him to splash you tho and then blame it on the waves. It’s weird to see him with a drink in hand that’s not coffee, tea or water—and the one time he had hot tea you swear it was spiked but he won’t tell. You wake up just in time to hear im come back to your hotel room with way too many waffles stacked on a plate and the whole ass dispenser for the syrup tucked under his arm. Why did he steal it, the resort is all inclusive and you guys could have gotten breakfast at any point of the day 😭😭 why is he like this. Speaking of all inclusive, that means he’s using all the amenities because he paid for them, right?

He hasn’t worn a single article of black clothing in days, you’re starting to think you’re hallucinating. You don’t even think to record him in his salmon colored swim trunks because you’re too busy trying to soak it in. And when youve finally processed it, he takes to teasing you for staring at him and the next thing you know you’ve been slowly kissing him on your beach lounge chair for the past hour. Insane. You could have been daydreaming the entire time, because he makes you start acting the same way.

#anonymous #please he’s SO #like he’s still……… levi just. unhinged a little #like he owns…. flip flops? that’s crazy…. #why did he steal the whole thing or blueberry syrup when you could have just GONE to the restaurant to have it 😭😭😭😭 #grabs some random plant and is like ‘isn’t this what four eyes has in their office?’ #like MAYBEvv??? levi put the plant DOWN #levi.ask #levi.ans

[miekasa]

mie did i just see neurosurgeon levi.

Absolutely you did. No white coat when he’s walking around, just his scrubs if he’s in the hospital, or his usual comfortable-business attire otherwise. Wouldn’t even know he’s published in Nature four times if Hange didn’t shout it from the rooftops every six hours. Hates speaking on panels because he despises most of the other surgeons, theyre the ones who give neuro a bad rep for being conceited, and, ironically, big headed. Loves his job but sometimes it weighs on him pretty heavily, so he looks to you rests his head on—physically and emotionally. Knows that he feels his love for you in his heart, sure, but he loves you on purpose, too; he loves you consciously and with determination, and he’s fairly certain if someone could put a probe in his head and somehow display his fondest memories on a screen projector-style, that you would be in all of them.

#answered #he’s so gentle. he’s not humble but he’s not a know it all either #he’s so good w his hands….. so precise….. so nimble…… #he’s so sexy #levi.ask #levi.ans #med au

[miekasa]

need to hear your thoughts on arranged marriage with Levi 🧐😌

Alright, but arranged marriage how? I think we’ve gone down the road of friends/roommates who get married for tax benefits, but I’m willing to indulge myself again because it’s such a superior au. Hange freaking out when they find out that you’re Levi’s roommate, having a near heart attack when they learn you’re also his wife, about to black out when Levi tells them that you guys aren’t actually married, and then, of course, plotting to get the both of you to confess. 

Levi didn’t need Hange interfering, or trying their not so subtle tacts to get him to fall in love, because he knows he’s already half way there, and that it’s dangerous. You married him because he’s trustworthy, pays his rent on time, benefits your taxes, and because Mrs. Ackerman looks good on paper—your words, not his. But somewhere along the way, Levi started to love the way you decorate the apartment, and the way you tiredly sort through your half of the mail a month after it’s piled up, and the way you force him to partake in “self-care nights” despite him being the one to drag you away from work more often than not. Somewhere a long the way Levi realized he could fall in love with you, and be happily married to you not out of obligation. 

Or or or, there’s an arranged marriage via the classic snobby parents who value their wealth and companies more than their children’s happiness, so you and Levi are forced to marry one another despite literally living in the 21st century. You have to admit it’s not all bad—it’s complete bullshit, and your parents are money-hungry soul-sucking capitalist sharks for this arrangement—but Levi turns out to not be the Patagonia-wearing Wall Street investment banker you were dreading. He doesn’t seem to care for finances, or fancy etiquette; in fact, the only reason he seemed to agree to this marriage was to free himself from the clutches of the government that had a chokehold on his family’s business. His honesty is what’s most striking to you, and he wins you over not with flowery sonnets and promises to catch the stars, but with crude confessions and sharp humor. 

Orrrrrr there’s the ever so beloved arranged royalty au. Everyone is telling Levi that he’s being an asshole for not spending time with you—“I know you’re not happy about being forced to take the throne and a wife, Levi, but be kind to the girl, at least”—but they don’t get it. He’s not trying to make you feel unwanted, nor trying to insinuate that he detests you for agreeing to this marriage; Levi just doesn’t want you to feel obligated to do anything with or for him. He knows how arranged marriages go, and he doesn’t want to be the husband that expects anything of this wife—especially a wife who is a stranger to him—he just wants to give you space; give you free reign to do whatever you want in the castle whenever you please; but somehow, he’s managed to convince everyone he hates you. He knows that you don’t know him very well, but he hopes, that at least, you don’t think that he hates you... because, the truth is, he finds you quite alluring and beautiful, and he admires the hell out of you for putting up with him and the jesters (see: Hange, not an actual jester) in his court for this long. 

#anonymous #alright im done let me shutup now #have we seen the princess protection program...... not an arranged marriage au but thinkng..... THINKING #levi.ask #levi.ans #royal au

[miekasa]

"When you get pulled up when they’re hitting it from the back"

this with Levi yeah yeah........ (Jean and Eren too)

EXACTLY you see the vision. And there’s Something about each of them that makes it that much better too.

Levi is so strong it would be so effortless for him… and I’ll die on the hill that when he’s on the brink of an orgasm, esp after edging himself all night he kinda snaps, has a moment of being rough that almost blinded but still so restrained… so Him. Being forced up against his chest and his mouth next to your ear and you can hear his heavy breathing, and the occasional grunt, and definitely got the tact to use his other hand to wrap around and rub at your clit. Woof.

Jean’s got a thing for hitting it from the back to begin with so he finds just as much pleasure in pulling you against him. He likes the intimacy of it; he’s not using his strength against you, more so just kinda moving you. He’s the kinda guy that flips you over for you and pushes your legs back for you, instead of telling you to do it; so naturally, he’d pull you against him instead of telling you to sit up. He’s a romantic sucker tho, putting his hand under your chin to force it upwards so you’re looking at him, kisses your forehead like he’s not fucking your brains out. There’s always that juxtaposition of fucking you like a whore, but still treating you like you’re so precious to him, with Jean. A gentleman, some might say <33

Eren’s the one about to lose his shit when he pulls you up, a desperate “Come here,” before he tugs at your arms and your back is flush against his chest because he needs you to be closer to him; he knows he literally inside of you, but he needs you as close as possible. Don’t even think he means to tease when he bends his neck down and turns it against your cheek asking, “That’s better, right?” but he doesn’t give you much room to answer. He’s a babbling mess when he’s about to cum, running almost completely on autopilot to get the both of you to orgasm, all the while mumbling dirty talk he’s hardly coherent of right in your ear. He sounds a little whiny, but his voice is gruff and slightly strained and honestly the combination of his fucked out babbling and being against his chest is enough to make my head spin goodnight

#anonymous #they’re so hot….. i fucking hate it here #also might i propose: connie #levi.ask #jean.ask #eren.ask