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Falling again (Geralt Imagine)

Pairing: Geralt x reader

Warnings: implied smut, swearing

Summary: Y/n used to travel with Geralt, the perfect partners in crime to monsters and creatures down. But years ago she left, feeling she didn’t fit into Geralt’s destiny and realising she was in love with a man who would never love her back.

The town was eerily dark, silence deafening as Y/n could barely make out the shapes of tall wooden houses the caged her in. She was on high alert, her ears picking up the smallest of scuttles from rats and mice across the dusty lanes. She had been tracking these creatures for months now and they had lead her to this small brooding community.

A shuffle of feet and a cloud of dust could be seen in the distance, light from dying fire embers inside a nearby house reflecting a shadow of movement onto the wall opposite the one Y/n was hiding against. Her hand was held on the top of her sword, removing it from where it rested, ready to strike at any given time. She tiptoed silently, back still pressed against the stone wall as she neared the corner of bricks that hid the open courtyard of several houses.

Another shadow passed, taller and bigger, closer to her. Taking in a deep breath she stepped out of the darkness into the slither of light, revealing herself into open vulnerable air, a growl ripping from the chest of the beast in front of her. She moved quickly, light on her feet, circling the monster as it did the same to her.

“You’ve been quite the challenge” she scoffed at it. The creature looked at her in annoyance before pouncing, claws outstretched and catching the sleeve of her arm, ripping through the material and the flesh.

Y/n grunted, glaring at her arm and then the creature before ducking under the heavy weight of it, sliding so she was behind it. The creature may have had a lot over her when it came to strength but she was quicker and smaller, tackling it from behind where it was vulnerable. Slashing her sword straight through the back of its neck, before pulling it from the rancid flesh, flinching at the sound of blood splattering onto the floor.

A noise from behind her directed her attention, disregarding her sword to the side and opting to use the bow and arrows that rested on her back, she was better and more accurate with them, growing up in the Forrests came in helpful sometimes, hunting was a natural instinct.

She knew she was being watched, her estimate for the past months was that there was more than one beast. She had calculated through footprints and tracking that there were at least three of them. Three hideous beasts wrecking havoc throughout poor communities, Y/n had seen the aftermath of these creatures pathways and the destruction and pain they brought.

Spinning around without even looking she shot a single arrow, a grunt and a snort coming from the impact of it hitting a second beast. A loud echoing thump of the body hitting the solid ground, crashing into a crate of wooden buckets, a trail of rotting apples rolling onto the brick work.

She could sense more eyes on her, burning into her back, without checking once again she fired an arrow, this time watching it meet the shoulder of the beast, it charged towards her angrily, feet thumping and shaking the earth beneath her, before it reached her she sent an arrow flying thorough the air, landing it straight between the beasts eyes, killing it instantly.

She admired her work, frustration leaving her body as she had finally finished the job she was sent on, ready to cash in for the money. She couldn’t relax yet though, the feeling of another set of eyes on her made her wary, hesitating to move. This was not the eyes of one of the beasts.

“I see you can still handle yourself then” a familiar voice broke through the silence, husky and deep as always.

Y/n never got scared but the voice made her jump, he the last person she expected to be standing in front of her.

“Geralt” she acknowledged, her posture stiffening as she turned to face him. “what are you doing here?”

He was leaning against a wall having moved out of the shadows, his signature glare on his face as always. The side of his lips tugged into a smirk at her hostility towards him.

“Apparently the same thing as you, Princess.” he spoke, the words making her shiver. She had always hated him for calling her that. That damned nickname that she could never shake off around him. It frustrated her, it frustrated her because it made her feel.

“I’ve told you before. Do not call me that” she glared at him, eyes staring daggers at his face. He hadn’t changed a bit. After all those years he still looked the same, his hair white, pure as snow, his cheeks bones and jaw as chiselled as ever. She hated how he knew how handsome he was. He was always using it for his benefit, sauntering around knowing he always had every womens attention.

“Whatever you say… princess” he spoke softly, almost so quiet that she couldn’t hear him. She watched him stare straight back at her, her eyes narrowing as he moved closer to her.

Y/n could feel her breath catching in her throat, it had been a while since Geralt had been this close to her, she was scared, scared she would give into him like she always used to, she had no self control when it came to him. He made her nervous.

She flinched as Geralt took her hand in his, moving it gently up so her arm was stretched out in front of him. She didn’t know what he was doing, what his intentions were so she ripped her arm out of his grip aggressively, shooting daggers at him.

He rolled his eyes, letting out a grunt at the unexpected force. y/n had forgotten about the inch deep scratches on her arm, hissing in pain.

“You’re hurt” he spoke sternly, talking down to her, it wasn’t mean’t to be patronising but the way Geralt spoke to most people was. He didn’t really care. “You need to get this treated before it gets infected”

“Why do you care” she spoke, she knew she was being petty and she should just let him help her, but she wanted to push him away, be hostile so he would turn around and leave her.

He raised his eyebrows in response but kept quiet. Reaching for her hand again and bringing it up gently, he ripped away the tattered bloody fabric from her cloak, discarding it on the floor as his rough fingertips glided up her arm until it reached the area surrounding the wound.

Y/n held back a shiver, she would not let him see how he still managed to effected her after all this time.

“Come with me” he grunted, his hand still wrapped lightly around her arm, tugging gently in the direction of a nearby house.

“No” she huffed, protesting, but with one single look from Geralt she followed silently through a back alley and through the backdoor of a dark house.

He treated the wound carefully, Y/n watching his every move with a guarded expression, pulling her body away from any unnecessary touches. It confused him but he didn’t mention it. There was a time where she would relish in any form of touch from Geralt, a hand on the waist, a brush of skin on skin, a squeeze on the shoulder. But now the thought of it made her sad. She didn’t want a reminder of it, a reminder of what she had been running away from.

He finished bandaging up her arm before taking place standing across from her, his arms folded as he leaned against a makeshift kitchen counter. His eyes burning into her as he watched her with intent.

“Where have you been?” he eventually spoke, his voice seemingly uninterested- fitting with the whole emotionless tone he always radiated. Thats why people often left him alone and he liked it that way.

“around” she shrugged not daring to look at him. She couldn’t fall under his spell once again. Every time she was around him she always found herself falling again. And everyone knows what they say about witchers, they’re emotionally unavailable. They don’t know love and they can’t love.

That’s why she left. She was done meaning nothing to him, done with waiting for him in bed while he spent it in another. Done with sleepless nights that mean’t more to her than it ever would to him.

“Why did you leave?” He asked a similar question. It had been playing on his mind ever since the day he had woken up and she was gone, disappeared without a trace, he had thought about her whereabouts for years now.

She scoffed in annoyance. “I didn’t fit in with your destiny”

Geralt took a deep breath, grunting “hmm, yet here you are”

She met his eyes for a fleeting second before looking away, face falling from a frown into a confused expression.

“I should go” she spoke, standing up quickly and bolting for the door.

“Fuck” Geralt cursed, taking another deep breath in before following her pathway to the door, he pushed her gently against it before she could reach it, stopping her in her tracks.

She tried to fight back but the pain in her arm stopped her strength from pushing him away.

“Why are you so intent on running away from me?” he spoke in a voice softer than what she thought he was capable of.

“Let me go” she spoke bluntly, avoiding eye contact with him. She didn’t want to give in, but he made it so easy. She could feel his body pressed against hers, the hard lines of his moulding to her own.

“Please” she whispered but weaker this time.

His large hand caught her chin, forcing her to stare directly at him. Her breath caught in her throat, his eyes golden, staring straight through her.

“Geralt”

He stared silently, his intentions still unclear to her. With him this close to her and with the way he was staring at her she had no chance of not falling again.

“shhhh” he whispered, breath fanning across her face, y/n couldn’t hold back the shiver this time, goosebumps arising on her skin at his closeness. His eyes flickered elegantly down to stare at her lips, the lips he had kissed a hundred times before, familiar and inviting.

HIs hand traced the side of her cheek, past her jaw and down her neck, caressing the skin at the back before pulling her head up slightly towards his own, his lips landing on hers in a soft kiss before pulling away. His eyes closed briefly before opening, meeting hers directly and seeing the scared look that had overcome her. His hand still rested at the nape of her neck moving upwards so it covered the whole of the back of her head, pulling her in closer and kissing her again, this time with more strength behind it.

“Don’t run again” he whispered against her lips.

#geralt #geralt x reader

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Henry Cavill/ The Witcher Masterlist

Author’s Note: Thought I’d compile these before I lose them. Thanks for reading!

The Witcher:

Toss a Coin , Toss a Coin II

The Witcher and the Nymph I, The Witcher and the Nymph II, The Witcher and the Nymph III ,The Witcher and the Nymph IV

Endlessly

Geralt: Kink Alphabet

Interrogations

Stop Crying

Mine: Geralt

Bite Marks

Good Girl

Half Dead

Restless

Restraint

Poor Tortured Soul

Idle Threats

Shrike, Shrike II

Dream of Me

Spotless

Enough

Wondering Eyes

Bruises and Confessions

The Last Drop

Each Time

Alleyways

Reprisal

Sir Nameless

On the Eve

Whispers in the Dark

Small Admissions

Flutter

Wishes

Moodboards/Headcannons:

Geralt x Elven!Mage

Geralt: First HeadCannons

Geralt Tied Up (Opinion)

Geralt: Softie Headcannons

Geralt: Size!Kink Headcannons

Geralt with Yennefer Headcannons

Geralt: Preferences I

Geralt: Aftercare

Geralt Helping You get Well Headcannons

Geralt: Quickies

Geralt: Fingering Kink

Three Spots that Drive Geralt Insane

Young Geralt Headcannons

Modern Geralt Headcannons

Geralt: Filthy Headcannon

Henry Cavill:

Tolerance

Offset

Vacationing with Henry

Bratty Imagine

Afterglow

Wet Kisses

Easier

The Rules, The Rules II, The Rules III, The Rules IV, The Rules V , Rules VI , Rules VII

Make Me

Unteachable, Unteachable II

Reward

Traitor

The Cavill Brigade

Abroad

Mile High Club

Pampering Henry

White Blank Pages

Wild Ideas and Assholes

Marked, Marked II, Lactation Kink

Kinks: Choking

Wanderlust I

Clingy

Charles Brandon

Dark Corridors

August Walker

August Walker Headcannon: In Bed

Exposed

Daddy, Daddy: Closeted

August Walker on Your Camera Roll

Napoleon Solo:

Precious Art

Tickles

Sherlock Holmes

Unannounced

Secretly Dating Sherlock

#geralt #geralt x reader #the witcher

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jean relationship headcanons

☾ pairing: jean kirstein x reader

☾ warnings: nsfw/suggestive themes (minors can read but please do not interact)

☾ a/n: dedicating this one to @darktholoqy bc kay is the only person i know who is just as down bad for jean as i am

• his love language is gift giving. he’s not a materialistic kind of guy, but he loves to spoil you. a lot of his gifts are things he made himself, like art of a cute playlist

• super protective of you. he respects your independence, but if you ever tell him someone is bothering you, he will take care of it no questions asked

• super creative when it comes to dates. he makes sure it’s something you’ll have fun doing, but he mostly just likes being able to spend time with you. so it’s usually something where it’s just the two of you

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My Pretty Girl

characters: Eren Jaeger, fem!reader

Word count: 965

Warnings: slapping, degradation, mild choking, eren being hard n soft at the same time (wink), pure smut, vaginal pOUNDING, overstimulation, creampie

A/N: I don’t EVER actually post on here but I wrote this a while back and remember just how big of a degenerate the entire AOT fandom is :^) so I thought I’d post it

He didn’t know how he could possibly last this long. Each thrust sent shivers up his spine, the fucked-out look on your face not helping him one bit. His knees were planted on each side of your waist, your legs spread in the air with your knees bent.

Eren’s large hands gripped them, spreading your thighs as wide as they could possibly go, just to watch how your pretty cunt was spread wide, hugging his large cock as he thrusted in and out.

Eren listened to your moans with every thrust, your eyes rolled back and dripping with tears down your flushed cheeks,mouth spread in a soft smile with your tongue lolling out.

Even this was enough to drive him absolutely mad. The boy leaned forward, feeling his half-up messy bun dip to one side of his head as the baby hairs framed his face. With one hand, Eren gripped your jaw and watched as your struggled to look at him.

He felt your hands paw at his shoulders, seemingly unsure of what or where to focus.

“Look at me, pretty girl. Watch my face. Watch me as I fuck your pretty pussy.” He whispered through clenched teeth.

His hand removed itself from its hold on your jaw, dipping lower to grasp your throat and squeeze the sides. This triggered a response from your hands, both coming to hold his wrist. Your thumbs traced over the thick veins that were alluding from his skin.

Eren’s thrusts grew wilder, in which he lifted himself up slightly to slam himself back into your sloppy, drooling little cunt.

“Tell me how I’m making you feel,” he spit at you, eyes staring at you with such an intense, predatory gaze. “Tell me how much you love when I use your tight little pussy as a cocksleeve.”

You found trouble in speaking. Your mind was blank, only focusing on the feeling of him hitting that sweet spot over and over again, your previous cum coating the sheets beneath you and sticking to his length each time he had pulled out. Filthy.

Your mind was pulled out of the gutter with a slap to your cheek, your eyes desperately in search of something to look at before finally setting on those soft, wet lips of his that was slurping your cunny so deliciously only hours before.

“Did you hear what I just fucking said? I said tell— fuck,” he was interrupted by his own moan, “Ah, fuck … tell me.” He delivered another slap to your cheek, only then immediately after did he slap your sensitive clit with his other hand.

The action caused you to cry out in overstimulation, the tears dropping quicker down your face.

“Fuck fuck fuck, Ereeennnn!” You were sobbing, your hips lifting to grind against his waist every time he buried his thick length into your squelching pussy. “It feels so good, you’re stretching me out so good! So warm, so big, s-so—“

“You like that?” He grumbled, hand coming back to her neck, his hot breath tingling her ear. “You like when I pump my cock in and out of your tight little pussy?�� Eren’s mind was foggy, listening to your cries as he finally pulled himself back up, releasing your throat as his large arms circled your thighs to hold them apart. Green eyes glanced downwards, mesmerized completely by the way your cunny stretched around his length, hugging it so tightly as he pushed in and out.

Those same green eyes that were watching your slick gather in a ring around his cock, traveled back up to your face where he watched your slacked jaw quiver from the lack of control you had on your body. Suddenly, he watched you go limp.

A sick smile came to his lips when he watched your eyes roll back, limp body now starting to tremble. “Cum~” Eren purred, listening to a high pitched moan that had released itself from your drooling mouth, your hands feverishly pushing at his thighs as you came so hard around his length, your liquid nearly pushing his cock out of your cunny.

He was smiling, teeth clenched as he straightened his posture and pressed into you so hard you felt that you felt as though you could split in half.

Your eyes were focused on the ceiling, your body just working in whatever way he saw fit. Then, without another word, his speed started to gradually pick up and your body was forced back and forth onto the bed, the overstimulation sending small shock-waves to course up your spine.

“Take it.. ah~~” he groaned out, head thrown back. Your eyes pulled themselves from the white of the ceiling to glance at his throat that was exposed to you, and you marveled at the beautiful thickness covered in sweat, light strands of his hair sticking to it.

Then, without another word, Eren moaned so beautifully into the air as he casted another hard thrust into your soaked and sloppy pussy, in which you felt his seed spill deep inside of you.

He breathed heavily above you, body unmoving aside from the rise and fall of his chest. He gave it a few more seconds before his eyes casted downwards, neck shifting to where he could properly see your fucked out body all strewn in a mess of beautiful goddess sex.

He didn’t pull out. He just released your body, and leaned down slowly to take hold of the back of your neck, his pointer and middle finger coming to be a rest in order to shift the bottom of your head up to face him.

“You always take me so well, my pretty girl,” he hummed, forehead touching yours gently. Then, Eren leaned forward to place a soft kiss on your lips.

#snk #eren #eren x reader

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MY FAV WRITEE EVER for requests, can you do Levi x woman reader where she’s a young civilian who works inside a cafe and Levi visits her whenever he can? and maybe smut too? HEHE

Distraction

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Themes: 18+, Fluff, Smut

Word Count: 4,569

Warnings: nsfw

-just a lil note to say if you have put a request in, i will get round to it i just have a wholeeee lot in my inbox. sorry dudes ♡

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It had started to rain, the hazy mist clouding over the brown roofs and stone walls, dying everything a dismal grey. The cobbled roads trickled with small streams, spreading through the cracks and cascading down the streets. You didn’t mind the rain, it made work quieter at least, which was best on an evening like today. Your boss was leaving you to finish up by yourself and close up soon, making you the only one on shift to work an hour or so and then resume closing the shop. The warmth inside mixed with the sweet aroma of coffee beans and tea leaves was quite the opposite to the scene outside. You loved your job, the customers, the homely and comforting atmosphere, it made you felt safe despite the impending doom that seemed to look over your home.

“He hasn’t been in, in a while.” Your boss hums from behind the counter, drying a coffee mug whilst raising a brow. You mirror his expression, shaking your head, “Who?”

“The one who orders black tea and nothing else.” He muses, rubbing his chin as he ponders on Levi’s name. It amuses you, how clueless the man is, not a soul in the city doesn’t know who the Captain is, but he’s disinterested in anything that doesn’t involve hot beverages.

“Ah, well Sir, he’s a busy man.” You smile softly, making your way to the counter as you gaze over the empty shop. It had been a while since you had seen him, the Captain came in to visit you from time to time, which would be normal if he wasn’t-well him. Levi didn’t go out of his way to visit anyone, but he had came to see you on multiple occasions, well more than you could count actually.

“He likes you, I can tell.” The old man chuckles to himself, scuffing your hair playfully from over the desk. You can’t help but blush, pushing him off gently and rolling your eyes.

“Okay, okay. Why don’t you get going? I’m sure I can handle this myself.” Gesturing towards the empty shop as he scoffs. “I wouldn’t be so sure. See you tomorrow!”

The weather has worsened somewhat, the wind rattling outside as you make your way around the shop, sweeping and cleaning as the inside of the room darkens as the evening draws out. You look at the clock and see there’s not long left on your shift and you’ve basically cleaned the whole place, leaning against the counter and making yourself a coffee. The bell on the door chimes melodically as the door opens, rattling as the wind breaks into the room. It causes you to shiver a little, turning towards the door and smiling when you see a familiar face, “Captain.” You greet quietly as he closes the door behind him, an embarrassingly large smile on your face. He’s soaked you notice, discarding his coat and running a hand through his wet, raven hair, shaking it slightly as your eyes gaze over where his shirt clings tightly around his-

“The usual, please. I’m fucking freezing.” His voice breaks your train of thought and you nod quickly, scooting away and getting started. He sits in a table toward the back of the cafe, dimly lit by lanterns. Neither of you have failed to notice that this is the first time you had been alone together, not that the friendship was romantic, as such, but it still made the intimacy noticeable. You couldn’t work out why the Captain had made his way into the city in this weather to see you, and neither could he. After making his tea, you make your way over to him, placing the porcelain cup at him as he hums in approval at the rich scene. “Sit.”

Promptly, you pull out a seat and sit opposite him, the table is tiny so you’re awfully close, your knees touching below the table, not going unnoticed from either of you. “What is it?” You ask, holding the coffee between your two hands and resting your elbows on the table.

“Well it certainly isn’t just for the tea, I can make it better than you idiots anyway.” He lies plainly, gently wrapping his slender fingers round the brim of the teacup and bringing it to his lips, watching you over it as he inhales with a smile, sipping at it as his eyes roll a little with a chuckle, “I take it back, this is good, Y/N.”

You shoot the man a cocky smile, dramatically flicking your hair, “I know.” His eyes turn into a smile but it doesn’t show on his lips, averting his gaze to look down at the steam coming from his cup. “So what is it about this little place that has you coming back then, Captain?”

“The company.” Levi answers quickly but calmly, looking back up at you and holding a strong gaze with you for a few moments, causing a blush to form on your face. One of his fingers draws circles on the brim of his cup lightly and he finally looks away. “I haven’t been in a while, I’ve been busy.” He doesn’t directly apologise but you know that this is his way of saying sorry.

You can’t help but smile, since the first day you saw him, you had admired him and now here he was. “You’re a busy man, Captain. I’m grateful someone like you has any interest in a place like this, talking with a person like me.”

Levi cocks his head to the side, furrowing his brows towards you, “People like you?”

“You know, none-important people.” You giggle, unbothered because it’s true, but Levi grimaces and shakes his head, taking another sip of his tea. “I envy you,” He murmurs over the cup. “You are important, Brat. Don’t say that.”

His latter comment warms your heart a little but you brush it off, “Envy me? Captain, excuse me but-“

“Levi.”

“Pardon me?”

“You don’t have to call me Captain, it’s weird. Now, continue.”

You’re a little taken back, his bluntness catching you off guard as you set down your coffee, swallowing before carrying on, “Levi, there’s nothing to envy, you’re humanity’s strongest.”

He sits back in his seat, looking over at you in the dim light, “And you work in a tea shop, what’s your point? You spend your days giving to others, lifting spirits with your-“

“Levi, I make drinks for people, I wouldn’t quite call it-“

“Let me finish, Brat. What good is being the strongest if it means you’ll have to kill and die retaining that title? I don’t deserve the praise, people like you do much more good in the world.”

His words resonate within your head, saddening you as you watch him sympathetically. It was true, the man who sat infront of you was a ticking time bomb, a human weapon that would one day break, only he couldn’t be replaced. When the Captain dies, humanity most likely dies with him, he was indeed your only hope. You remembered the many times he had told you of his dreams of opening up his own teashop, the blends and herbs, the decor and the rugs. Levi would never live his dream, it was just the way the world was, but you enjoyed indulging him nonetheless, watching his face light up with childish excitement as his passions flow.

“So how would humanity’s strongest run a cafe then?” You smile softly as you change the subject, watching as his face relaxes thankfully at the attention averting from his emotions.

“Well for starters I wouldn’t hire idiots like you.” He teases, a slight smirk on his features, “Don’t even get my started on that uniform.”

“Hey!” You call out, chuckling slightly as you fake your defensive tone, knowing full well Levi was fond of your attire, having caught him staring occasionally. “What’s wrong with my uniform?”

You watch as his eyes scan your frame, lingering on your waist as he inhales sharply, looking back up into your eyes. He couldn’t help but notice the way the material hugged your stomach, how the skirt framed your thighs, “It’s distracting.”

Flushing, you hug your waist a little consciously and he smirks over at you, chuckling under his breath as he gazes over at you, a slight pink to his cheeks. “Isn’t that why you come here to see me, Levi?”

He raises a brow, lifting his cup and swirling it in the air, mixing his final sip as he gulps it down, never averting his eyes from yours. “Hmm?” He hums at you, insinuating that you should elaborate.

“As a distraction.” Your voice is softer than usual, leaning over the table so you’re closer to the Captain as his breath, unbeknown to you, hitches in his throat as he coughs slightly. The proximity of the two of you, the intimacy of being alone, the way you’re looking at him, it’s churning something within him as his eyes go lidded slightly, watching you darkly, “Indeed.” Levi mutters lowly, placing down the empty mug gently as he clears his throat, “You are quite the, distraction, Y/N.”

You sip at the coffee in-front or you, licking the cream and foam from your lips softly and humming in pleasure at the sweet taste, “Is that so?” Your eyes or on his but his are on your lips, the icy orbs darkening as he watched your plump lips around the cup, what was wrong with him, never could his emotions be controlled like this. Levi’s lips part slightly to speak but nothing comes out as he muses, frozen by the way your tongue glides over your lips. He shakes the thoughts from his mind and clicks his tongue, rolling his eyes and tapping the edge of his empty cup with his fingers, “Another.” You get up from your seat and take his cup in your hand, ruffling his hair teasingly as you pass him, giggling to yourself as you hear him grunt, “Tsk, Brat.”

Levi watches your hips sway and hair swings loosely behind your nape as you make your way over to the door, turning the ‘closed’ sign around and making your way back to the counter. “So, Y/N.” He begins, sitting back in his chair as you start to make his tea, “Tell me, are there many other men who you, distract?” Levi’s nonchalant tone almost covers his jealousy, but you can see right through it. What the man was asking was if you were entertaining anyone else.

“No Levi, just you.” You peer over your shoulder and see his features are relaxed, a satisfied look on his face as he nods,

“Good girl.”

Before the flush floods your cheeks you turn back to the tea, breath hitching as your mouth runs dry, his praise had weakened you at the knees a little and you can swear you hear him chuckle. Despite the affect he has on you, you’re fully aware of the one you have on him and you smirk to yourself, “Would it be a problem if I was, Sir?”

“Entertaining other men? Yes.” You hear him stand up from his chair and your heart beats a little faster in your chest, focusing on straining the tea leaves infront of you. “I’m rather, territorial, let’s say.” Footsteps, one, two... He’s getting closer and you can almost feel his presence. “I enjoy your company. Enough to walk through these shitty streets in the shitty rain for it.”

“I enjoy yours, Levi.” You say calmly, hiding the shakiness of your voice with a cough, “I’m honoured to know you, someone of your status and popularity-“

“The honour is all mine, Y/N.” His callous but gentle fingers grab your wrist and turn you around to face him, his damp hair has fallen into his face and his icy orbs are steel, peering into you intimately. “I wish things were different.”

“I know.” And you did, you knew exactly what he meant by that. In an ideal world the two of you could pursue things properly, courting and what not, but that wasn’t realistic too Levi, he was too busy, too hounded by his responsibilities. Levi’s gaze was dark, his jaw tensing as he works to breath evenly, “I’m no good, for you.”

There’s hurt in his voice, easily distinguishable and painful to hear from a man so admirable. Slowly, you lift a hand to his cheek, forgetting about the tea you was making seconds prior and stroking the lines of his cheekbones. His face was so defined, somehow soft but hard at the same time and so captivating. Shadowed by the dim lights in the room and dark sky outside, Levi looked godly with his damp shirt and dark locks. “Quite the opposite,” You breathe with a soft, wheezy chuckle.

Levi is flushing, heart beating out of his chest as he stands there, almost dizzy with your touch. He’s not used to this, this level of intimacy and the way you’re looking at him, the way you’re fucking looking at him, so admirably is picking away at the stoic mans harsh interior. He’s weakened by the way you adore him, craving the praise he gets from just your eyes.

As your fingers neared his jawline, he shivered and pressed you harder against the counter, his body up against yours as he cages you in with his arms against the wood. Stilling completely, he nods as if telling you to continue as you touch him lightly, closing his eyes and sighing, “What are you doing to me, Y/N?”

Your voice is quiet and soft, he can feel your breath against his lips as you speak “Distracting you.”

Both of you are suddenly all to aware of how close the two of you are, but can’t find it in you to move away. All you can do is gaze at him while he does the same. Before you know it, he’s dropped your hand and cups your face as his lips find your own. His lips are soft at first, gently nibbling and licking at yours as his fingers caress your cheek and neck lovingly, grasping at your hair gently as they pass. It’s when he feels you moan quietly into his mouth that he can’t help but deepen the kiss, pushing your lips apart with his and sliding his tongue into your mouth, groaning at the warmth of your body and lips against his. He slowly withdrew, parting from your lips and practically smirking as the small strand of saliva connecting the two of you broke. Something about him made your heart seize up in bliss. You couldn’t tell if it was his scent, his eyes, or the taste of his lips that had suddenly lit a fire in you, but you knew you were already addicted to the way the Captain made you feel. “Do you want me to continue, pretty girl?” His voice is breathless and low, alluring you even more.

His words flowed like water over the smooth pebbles of a stream, sending shivers down your spine. It was almost lost to you that he had spoken in response to your thoughts, somehow having heard them. He spoke these words against your neck, rubbing the sensitive curve of your waist sensually. It was as if your mind just stopped working as the heat in your body grew more intense. But the clearing of his throat and his lips against your neck reminded you and you nodded with a slight whimper, “Yes, please.”

“Do you want me to touch you here?” Levi breathes into your throat, licking at the skin beneath your jaw as his left hand finds your breast, squeezing it gently with a deep, sigh, also drawing a moan from your swollen lips. “Or maybe,” his hand starts to slowly make it’s way down your stomach to your navel before traveling to just above where you needed him most, his touch leaving goosebumps in its wake. “Maybe you want me to touch you here?” His fingers gently brush over your crotch and your hips involuntarily buck into his hand, he chuckles, “Patience, Brat. You’re even needier than I am.”

“Please,” your hand has found its way to his wrist, and no matter how hard you try to pull him closer, he doesn’t budge. He simply continues to rub gentle figure eights around the skin above the hem of your shirt, occasionally going lower to brush over your core. It feels like ages before his fingers are dipping beneath the material, separating your folds and exposing your heat to the cool air, sending a shiver down your spine. “Is this what you want,” He asks as he pushes a finger against your core. “You want my fingers to stretch you out?”

Arousal and lust pools your thoughts, his lewd words sending your mind into filth as you see a side of him you never thought you would, he was desperate, despite his teasing, you could tell by the look in his eyes and the harsh breaths he was emitting. “Y-Yes, Levi, please,” you whimper as you buck your hips. Your arousal make it easy for his finger to slide in before he’s puling it out again. You whine in frustration, but are quickly cut off when he suddenly thrusts his finger back in to you and pulls it out slowly, only to repeat the process over and over again.

“You’re such a good girl, such a pretty girl, Y/N. I can’t help myself, I want to love you.” He adds a second and moves them in and out of you at a rapid pace that has you tightening around his fingers as they curl against your walls. “Do you like the way I make you feel? You want to cum, sweetheart?”

His words run rampant in your head and have your knees going weak beneath you, he’s shifting you up swiftly onto the counter and continuing working on your core with his slender fingers. He’s thankful for the rain outside contrasting with the heat inside, clouding the windows with a haze in the dark evening. “Please,” He begs, he begs. “I need to make you feel good.” Levi meant it, pleasuring you made him feel more pride than he had ever felt for his meaningless killing and slaughter, it felt right, natural, addictive.

You came undone on his fingers, his eyes burning into you as your eyes rolled back and his name fell off your lips in lewd whimpers and slurs. Levi was moaning, he couldn’t help it, overcome with arousal as his hips rutted against your thigh, watching as he brought you through your orgasm with compliments and appraisals, “Such a good girl.” “So pretty, Y/N.” “You look so, fucking good.”

As the heat and white blinding light of your orgasm dies down, you open your eyes and are met with his, glossy and lidded as he parts his lips, taking yours wetly in his as he runs his tongue along your lip. “Can I have you, Y/N?” He asks lowly, closing his eyes as he inhaled your scent. “In every sense of the word.” Another nibble on your already swollen lips, “Please.”

“Of course.” His begging goes straight to your head and you can’t help but giggle, pushing a finger against his chest as he steps backwards, a dangerous glint in his eye. “But first..” You jump off the counter and make your way around infront of Levi, shifting him so his back is against the wood and lowering onto your knees below him, ignoring the sting of the hard wood against the skin of your knees as you catch the lust in his eyes. “Let me show you, how much I really - Admire you, Captain Levi.”

He hisses, your choice of words going straight to his cock despite him finding the title ‘weird’ before. “Say that again.” Nonchalant, despite his brain quite literally yelling at him as he watches your small hands working on his zipper, pulling down his trousers so his hardening bulge is inches from your face.

“Captain,” You coo, kissing his length through the material of his briefs before pulling them down, gasping at his size and giggling, looking up at him. His eyes were almost black with lust, his breathing was laboured and his hips were bucking gently into your hand. “Shit, Y/N.”

You dipped your head and licked a broad stripe up his cock, from base to tip. He shuddered under you, his head falling back as a low groan escaped from his lips.

You licked the tip of his member, lapping up the precum that was dripping from it. He looked down at you through half-closed eyes and you held eye contact as you enveloped him in your mouth in one dip, taking him as far as you could. You reached your unoccupied hand up to push his shirt above his navel, so you could see his abs flex with each movement of his hips. You looked up at him from under your lashes and saw him watching you with complete awe on his face. His eyes were half-closed, and you could tell he was battling to him keep himself from screwing them shut and throwing his head back. His full lips were parted and his tongue darted out to wet them. His eyebrows were pulled together, and under them were his dark eyes that were fixed on your lips as the stretched around his member. “You’re so good, Y/N. All mine.” He groans, placing a hand on either side of your face gently and guiding your mouth up and down in him slowly, “All mine.” Whispering, mostly to himself as he takes in the image of you on your knees, taking him so well. He’s overcome with an insatiable longing for you and the gentle hands around your face pull you up harshly, popping off his cock with a lewd smack.

“All yours,” You reply, delayed but not unnoticed as he chuckles darkly, grabbing your waist tightly and lifting you back onto the counter. “Thank you,” he murmurs, kissing you ever so gently as he works on the buttons of your shirt, you doing the same to his and disregarding of them beside you on the floor.

His eyes skim over your nude frame and he bites his lip, palming your shape in front of him as he lines himself between your legs, “I can’t wait to fuck you, you know?” Levi’s tone has gone cooly causal, as if his cock wasn’t brushing up against your core, “I rarely give into desire, I’d say it was one of my positive traits as humanities strongest.” The smirk on his lips is driving you crazy, hooking one of your legs around his waist as he eases into you slowly, “You’ve ruined me, Y/N.” Gentle, moaning with you as he thrusts, allowing you to get used to him momentarily, kissing your forehead before bottoming out into you, chuckling as you whimper out loudly, “So now I’m going to ruin you.”

You shivered under him, trying to move your arms to give yourself something to focus your attention on, forcing yourself to calm down while he nipped and sucked kisses all along your neck, crying out at the intense pleasure and pain he stirred within you

“Shh,” Levi cooed, shifting his hips after a minute of constant thrusting, giving a hard movement that had you crying out. “You’re making me feel so good, Y/N I- Oh fuck.” His head falls into the crook of your neck as he grasps as your waist, moaning shamelessly into your neck as he feels you clench around him. Starved of intimacy for so long, years of pain and torment building had created a deep yearning within Levi in the moment, a compulsive desire to own you, to have you all for himself, to make you his woman.

“Levi!” You moan out, arching your back as your eyes roll back, his length brushing against your g spot as you crumble in his arms. He can’t take his eyes off of you, mesmerised by the way you look, feel, sound, taste. The world around him disappears and it’s just you, innocent in this cruel, merciless place as you look at him with those big, loving eyes. Deep lust quickly shifts for a deep longing, pining for intimacy and passion as he slows his thrusts, resting his forehead on yours as he circles his hips into you.

“Such a good little brat, the best...” He mumbles between his thrusts, licking his lips to wet them as he keeps his gaze locked on yours, “I want you to fall apart again, please.” Always so polite, you thought, before sense was pulled for you with a particularly deep thrust. Driving you into a fiery and intense orgasm much to your surprise, and also his. The power he had over you shocked the both of you but sent a wave of pleasure straight to his cock, Levi wanted to have you with him always, feeling needed by you and your sweet gaze. If he had known that visiting you today would have left him feeling like this, he would have stayed well away.

“Close-So close.” He chokes, bringing your lips to his as you obey lazily, still coming down from the intense pleasure as his tongue darts into your mouth sloppily, sucking at yours and bucking his hips unevenly into you. “I need you. Please, Captain.” You whimper and you feel him twitch and shudder, groaning obscenities against your lips as he releases inside of you, fingers grabbing roughly at your skin as he continues thrusting slowly, riding out his orgasm, muffling his groans and growls against your mouth.

He holds you, breathing heavily and grunting softly, resting his head against yours and stroking your side softly as he comes down from euphoria, opening his eyes to look at your flushed expression. The man who stood there was unrecognisable to who he usually was, needy and craving towards you, almost obsessively despite his usual, uninterested manner. “Thank you,” He mutters, reaching down to grasp your hand shakily and bringing it to his lips, kissing each finger softly before kissing your cheek.

Levi pulls out of you gently, the two of you gasping at the sensation and blushing slightly. He jumps down to grab his trousers, pulling a handkerchief from the pocket and walking towards you, kissing you softly as he cleans you and dresses you, all the while complimenting you and peppering you with his lips. It’s pitch black outside now, the usually busy streets completely dead and quiet as you both sort yourselves out briskly, occasionally sharing a long, loving look before continuing.

“I’ll walk you home,” He calls from behind you eventually and you smile, what people would say if they saw you with him, how they’d gasp and stare. Even despite the empty streets, someone was bound to see. “Thank you.”

Before leaving you turn to him, watching as his face lights up at your smile, “Have I distracted you, Levi?” You coo and he chuckles, taking a step towards you and grabbing your scarf from the hanger, gently placing it around your neck and pulling you to him, kissing your nose as he bundles you up, “More than I’d like to admit, Sweetheart.”

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To Die, To Sleep

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader Rating: 18+ Explicit Wordcount: +1.8K Request: Din has a nightmare about losing you. You comfort him. Warnings: Violence. Rough Sex in a lil space.

It’s all wrong.

There are three suns in the burnt sky - purple clouds that drift and sag into the horizon. City streets cluttered with trash and fragments of ships - broken, shattered droid parts. The road is obsidian, slick with oil.

The galaxy weeps platinum rain - shiny and silver and warm as it runs down his face.

His face.

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To Die, To Sleep

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader Rating: 18+ Explicit Wordcount: +1.8K Request: Din has a nightmare about losing you. You comfort him. Warnings: Violence. Rough Sex in a lil space.

It’s all wrong.

The galaxy weeps platinum rain - shiny and silver and warm as it runs down his face.

His face.

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CHAMOMILE

Pairing: BuckyxFem!reader

Word count: 1800

Warnings: fluff/ post-nightmare Bucky

Sum up: you help Bucky deal with one of his nightmares with some chamomile.

*gif not mine*

You suddenly opened your eyes as a sharp scream echoed through the walls of the house. Your heart's palpitations increased as you got up from your bed, knowing full well whose screams were. As you hurried through the corridor, you noticed that Sam's door was still closed, so you decided not to wake him up. You could handle the situation by yourself.

Your heart instantly sunk in your chest when your eyes were met with a sweaty Bucky laying on the floor, a blanket covering half of his body and another one under it. The darkness of the room was softened by a blue light, which was coming from the tv, and the air was thick. As you observed him more carefully you noticed that he was shirtless so you looked away fastly, your cheek starting to get red. "Thank god it's dark", you thought.

"Everything okay, Bucky?" you softly asked a few seconds later, slowly entering the living room. Your sweet voice brought him back from his confused state as he turned in your direction, his heart still pumping hard in his chest.

"I'm fine y/n, you don't need to worry", he tiredly said passing a hand through his short drenched hair.

"I heard you screaming, you are lying", you said with a serious tone, your gaze locked on the white wall over his head.

"I'm sorry if I woke you up" he lowered his gaze in shame.

"don't be sorry Buck, I'm here to help you" you widely smiled at him.

He stopped to think about what to say but then he broke the silence again.

"it was a nightmare, a winter soldier-related one" he sighed still shaken from what he remembered about his past as the heartless assassin.

You chewed the interior parts of your cheek, thinking about something that you could do to help him, and then it hit you.

"We can drink some chamomile together if you want, my mom used to make me a cup of it every time I couldn't sleep well" you smiled as you recalled your sweet childhood memories.

Bucky hesitated for a moment but then he remembered what his new therapist told him the other day, that he should let people in, not push them away.

"Sounds great, doll", he said as he slowly got up, fastly reaching for his black t-shirt on the sofa next to him to cover himself.

As soon as your eyes met, butterflies filled your stomach. You didn't know how he managed to always make your legs feel weak every time he looked at you, but you didn't care, you loved it. You softly smiled at him as he approached you until his figure was towering over yours.

"After you", he quietly said letting you exit first from the room like a true gentleman.

You thanked him before leading the way to the kitchen, feeling much safer with him in a gloomy silent hallway than with anybody else in the world. As you stepped into the room you switched the lights on, blinding both Bucky's and your eyes.

"So...do you want to talk about it?" you gently asked him, gradually approaching the counter.

You could tell that his mind was still overthinking about the nightmare as he silently stood next to the counter, his stare blank.

"You don't need to tell me if you don't feel ready to, Bucky" you reassured him with a wide smile. You didn't want to push him if he wasn't ready to open up with you about his past.

You let out a groan as you desperately tried to reach for two mugs that were standing on a too far-away shelf. Even though you were using the tip of your feet to increase your height, you still couldn't make it.

As he noticed you struggling, he hurried next to you, easily gripping the two wanted items from above and handling them to you.

"Thank you...I know that I'm short, sorry" you laughed, shaking your head in the meantime.

"it's okay, doll...you are cute" he giggled too, realizing too late what he split out from his mouth a few seconds before.

It was the first time you had seen him smiling and your heart melted at the sight of him like that. Your eyes slightly widened at hearing what he said, but you tried to play it cool by not saying anything while putting the small pot on the cooker.

The sound of the water boiling echoed around the room, filling up the silence that crept up once again, but it was soon broken by Bucky's deep voice.

"I dreamt about one of the several missions I did as the winter soldier, I..." he paused for a second " I felt the blood of the ones I killed on my hands again, their screams, their fear...I" he couldn't finish as tears started to roll down his bearded cheeks.

Without thinking about it you hurried towards him and tightly hugged him, wanting to ease his pain more than anything else.

At first, Bucky froze. The feeling of hugging someone was fresh in his mind and he needed more time than others to process what was happening.

After a few seconds, he relaxed, protectively embracing your small figure, taking in all of your sweet cologne. He closed his eyes as he let you comfort him in a way that he didn't let anybody else do, trying to keep his metal arm away from your back as much as possible. He was ashamed of it, he hated it. It was a dangerous weapon and it shouldn't have been near something soft and pure like your skin. He hoped that you didn't notice it but you did. As soon as your bodies freed from the embrace, you gently took is metal hand in yours, starting to draw little random circles on its palm.

"You shouldn't be ashamed of what you are Bucky...this"- you said raising his hand a little bit- "is not something you should be afraid of...it's a part of you and you can control it, you get to decide what to do with it now" your lips touched the cold surface as you softly kissed one of its knocks, wanting to show him that it was harmless.

His eyes slightly widened at the sight in front of him and sighed in appreciation, wanting more than anything else to feel the softness of your lips again.

Everything around you disappeared. It was only Bucky and you now, your gazes locked into one another. As your faces got closer you could feel your heart pumping hard and your skin shivering at the thought of what was going to happen in a matter of seconds. Your lips were just a few inches away, Bucky's hand already cupping one of your cheeks, but, everything was ruined by Sam's tired voice.

"What's going on here? it's 3 freaking am" he suddenly rushed into the kitchen startling both of you.

"oh I see, y'all are hooking up ugh" he widely smiled and then laughed seeing the shock plastered on both of your faces.

"Don't mind me then, I'm going to go back to sleep and let you do your thing...love birds" he giggled and then rushed back into the corridor, luckily missing the towel you threw at him annoyed.

"Well, we should drink the chamomile and try to go back to sleep too" you cleared your voice trying to hide your visible embarrassment, filling up the two mugs in the meantime.

Bucky nodded scratching his head and trying not to meet your gaze, as he also felt embarrassed due to what happened.

" Here you go", you softly said by handling him the steamy mug.

He slightly smiled taking it in his hands and thanking you.

"Let's seat on the sofa, shall we?", you proposed, before taking a little sip of the drink, slightly burning your tongue in the process.

Bucky nodded and then offered you his metal hand to take, which you kindly accepted, giving him a sweet smile in return. You were so happy that he was finally embracing the idea that he wasn't dangerous anymore.

You quietly walked hand in hand towards the living room, where the tv was still emanating a dim bluish light that softened the gloomy environment.

"Do you like cartoons? I think Tom&Jerry is streaming at the moment" you said by picking up the remote controller and switching channel.

"Is it still a thing now? I remember watching them in the forties when the series first came out" his eyes lighted up as a little child would do during Christmas day.

"yes it is, they made like more than 100 episodes for sure" you giggled, taking a seat on the sofa and bringing your legs closer to your chest.

He hesitated for a moment as he looked down at the spot on the floor where he had slept on and then back at the sofa, indecision plastered all over his tired face. You knew that it wasn't his fault and that he needed some kind of push to do something new, so you tapped the place next to you and gently smile at him. He smiled back in appreciation for what you did and sank into the pillows, your bodies now mere inches away.

An awkward silence crept up between the both of you as you were both overthinking about the not-happened kiss in the kitchen, but you tried your best to hide it by pretending to be interested in the tv program. Bucky seemed to feel the same way as he drank his chamomile in silence, looking straight at the cartoon and often shifting weight from side to side on the sofa.

"You can go to sleep if you want, you have done more than enough y/n" he turned his head in your direction, his puppy eyes locked on yours.

" I really don't mind it Buck...can I..." you shily said by pointing at his hair.

He slightly furrowed his brows in confusion but then he nodded, shifting back his body to lay his head on your legs after leaving the empty mug on the floor. His right cheek was now pushed on your thighs as he was looking at the tv while you slowly started to caress his short soft black hair, trying to lully him to sleep. After a few moments, you began to hear soft little snores coming from Bucky's figure and you smiled, happy that he was finally resting in peace after the nightmare. You slowly got closer to his forehead and placed a delicate kiss on it and as a result, he mumbled in appreciation.

"sleep tight cutie", you said before closing your eyes too, letting sleep have the best of you a few minutes later.

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Idk if you read Marvel but Grufflepuff-writes-stuff has a series called Loki's lullabys that is basically an inexhaustible source of fluffy one shots. Even if you don't, Loki is kind of Thranduil adjacent and they are all soothing reads.

My secret addiction is Loki fluff.... down the rabbit hole I go!!

Thank you so much for the recommendation, Nonnie! ❤️

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Writing tip: if you need to provide a lot of worldbuilding information at once, but don’t want a bunch of characters explaining things to each other that they already know, have somebody do something terrible that’s related to the thing you want to explain, then have them morally justify themselves in a way that requires them to explain the thing.

Recognised variants:

The “it’s not what it looks like” explanation

The “I know this looks bad, but let me provide context” runaround

The “outlining the extenuating circumstances” ramble

The “really this is as much your fault as it is mine” reproach

The “it was a hard decision and you should pity me” appeal

The “here’s why I had no choice but to do what I did“ rationalisation

The “I was justified because fuck you“ rant

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Being secretly in love with Levi without knowing he's in love with you too would include:

You're observing him from time to time while he's busy or working, trying to remember his face so you could think about him at night

You're trying to hear more hearsay when it's about Levi and some girl who's trying to attract his attention

You make a very annoyed face, and roll your eyes, watching some of the girls trying to flirt with Levi (but Levi notices your annoyed face)

You often become shy when he's around, but don't know the reason why

You often work with him, but after a conversation with him, you find your heart beating faster than ever

"how do you think is he dating anybody now?" asks your friend, looking at Levi talking to some guy, and you feel furious with your friends asking that. "He's gay" you respond with all seriousness, looking at your friend's facial expression changing completely

You never noticed he's always trying to protect you when people are trying to blame you in something

"Y/N didn't do this, I assure you" he said once, when someone found you to be guilty in something. "But I saw her doing this" someone said. "But you won't tell this to anyone" Levi says, trying to defend you from punishment

He always shuts guys up when they start wondering if you have a boyfriend or single

You usually don't notice the way he looks at you, and he doesn't usually notice your eyes on him...but one day you both caught each other's eyes and that changed everything...

"Y/N, you said he was gay but you are dating him now?" asks your friend, looking at you suspiciously. "He wasn't but it doesn't matter for you" you reply, letting your friend know she better not have a crush on your boyfriend

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( gif by @unearthlydust from this lovely gifset ! )

✪ — VACANT MIRRORS ; b.b. | 1/?

summary: after the blip, shit is rough. it was rough even before the infamous dusting. dr. hart shares an office with dr. raynor, and you share the waiting room with bucky barnes.

pairing: bucky barnes / f!reader

tags: set before & during tfatws, friends to lovers, therapy positive, trauma healing techniques, ptsd mentions, the normalization of anxiety disorders, and a good ol’ slow burn

word count: 4k, baby!

a/n: this is technically spoiler free — but is inspired by bucky learning to navigate his trauma. it’s something i’d have had to do this past year and it’s not easy. so have a healthy, slow burn about two people trying to feel whole again. friends to best friends to lovers feels right for this one. happy tfatws day, my loves! i hope you likey.

Dr. Hart’s office is nice.

Maybe a bit too sterile (but what can you expect with all its governmental brutalist interior design? And Christ, this waiting room sofa is not comfortable — despite that fact, it has become your own designated spot) but there is this little bonsai tree in the corner by the door that you like. A lot.

When you’d asked about it, Dr. Hart said her father had been given it as a gift after his service in the second world war and she’d tended to it since his passing a decade ago.

“It’s going on ninety-two years,” she shrugged, “It takes patience and some nurturing and a lot of learning, but I’ve kept it alive all this time… Some might say it’s a good allegory for therapy.”

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Levi is married and has 3 children and a loving wife. But nobody knows about them (except for hanji and erwin). So one day his family comes to vist him and every bodies jaw just drops when they hear the kids call him daddy and go running to him :)

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Levi x Reader

Themes: Fluff, Fluff and Fluff

Word Count: 2,386

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The scouts spilled into the hall, chattering amongst themselves as Levi watched from a seat beside Erwin at the front. The commander was about to go through the formations and plan for the next expedition, both of their eyes scoured the room for a sign of Hange, nowhere to be seen.

“Hange, you need to go now. Levi will suspect something if you’re late.” You called to her as she tackled and tickled with your son, Farlan. The two of them were causing havoc in the Captain’s bedroom, as they always did whenever they was together. Hange adored Levi’s family, one that was secret to only her and Erwin, but none the less important. She would visit as much as she could, the last time was when she had arranged this with you. The last time you had seen Levi was a couple of months ago, work was stressful at the moment and Levi couldn’t risk spending time away. You understood, it wasn’t that he wanted to hide you, he just wanted to present you. Hange arranged for you and the children to surprise him in his office today, an idea that you were reluctant to at first, but soon couldn’t resist. Just because you accepted that he couldn’t be with you always didn’t mean that you didn’t miss your husband and that your children didn’t miss their father. Levi was a very loving Dad, hence why he worked so hard to protect his children. The two of you had finally decided to tie the knot about four years ago, despite Levi saying it was never an option. You had seen each other for a few years prior and even had a children before you were married, but Levi felt marriage was the best thing to do. He cared for you deeply, more than anyone beside his children, but risking you entering his world terrified him.

You were tending to your youngest child, Peter, combing his wild raven hair that he had demanded be cut exactly like his Father’s, much to Levi’s content. Hange said goodbye to Farlan in the next room and skipped to the door, opening it swiftly and checking the corridor for anybody around. Before leaving, you heard her gasp and close the door, turning to you with an eyebrow raised. “Where’s Kuchel?”

Your oldest daughter, the most like her Father and undeniably his bestest friend. Levi loved all of his children equally, but he had a truly special bond with Kuchel. You scanned the room as Hange checked underneath the desks and chairs, panic rising in you. “Oh shit Hange, I knew this was a bad idea!”

“No way,” Hange lied, rolling her eyes dramatically and sighing, “She’ll be fine, there’s absolutely nothing to worry about.”

You calmed slightly but not completely, evening your breaths out and closing your eyes.

“As long as she doesn’t find my Titans.”

“HANGE!” You yell, grabbing your shoes and Peter while the brunette grabs Farlan, still tickling him and giggling despite the situation.

Meanwhile...

“You know Erwin.” Levi mutters blankly, averting his gaze to the commander and sighing, “We should just start without Four Eyes, it’s not like she pays the slightest attention to you.” Levi wasn’t in the mood to wait any longer, he was even grouchier than usual, he had hardly slept for weeks, work was hard and he missed his family. If only things were simpler, in an ideal world the two of you could live together like a normal couple, you wouldn’t have to be a secret. But the world was a harsh place, and as Humanity’s Strongest he was untouchable, but his family was not.

“Very well Levi.” Erwin nods, blinking slowly before standing before the Cadets and clearing his throat. “Cadets, quiet please.” He calls out, low but stern and the rooms falls into complete silence. Everyone turns away from their conversations, Eren and Jean stop fighting, Sasha doesn’t stop eating her bread but, she definitely listens.

“I know you’re all aware of why I need to speak to you. The next expedition is coming up and we need to-“

“Daddy!”

The entire rooms attention snap’s to the doorway, as far as everyone in that room but Levi and Erwin knew, no one in the Corps had children of their own. Levi turned his gaze from Erwin, his eyes widening in both excitement and slight horror as his eldest daughter runs into the room. He hears a sharp intake of breath beside him from Erwin, the blondes brows furrowing as he side eyes the Captain. Erwin is close to Levi’s children but tries to hide his fondness of the girl from the others, the big secret was about to be blown wide open.

Levi couldn’t hold it in any longer, it had been so long since he had seen her and his heart melted at the sight, everyone else seemed to disappear as he jumped from his seat and ran to his daughter. “Oh my Darling I’ve missed you so much.” He coos, picking her up and kissing her hair, “I couldn’t wait!” She chirps, snuggling into his neck and smiling.

The whole room is in utter shock, of everyone in there, Levi was the least person that anyone would have expected to have been the Father. How? They saw the Captain almost everyday, he had never mentioned it, how didn’t Erwin know? Hange?

“Uncle Erwin!” She sings, an adorable smile on her face as the room is hit with another blow, Erwin knew about this also. Enough for him to be referred to as family, the confusion in the room was evident, mouths gaping and wide eyes.

“Hello sweetheart.” He calls from across the room, waving over at the girl with a smile as he shoots the Cadets an awkward glance.

“What are you doing here baby?” Levi asks, kissing her forehead and smelling her hair with a smile. Kuchel ignores his question, too smart to ruin the whole surprise just yet. “What are all these smelly brats staring at, Dad?” She questions casually and a sharp intake of air is echoed around the room from everybody, the Captain had a minion. Levi beams proudly at his daughter momentarily before snapping to the Cadet’s, realising he’s going to have to explain this. He had worked so hard to keep them a secret to protect them but now that safety was gone.

“Cadets, quit staring. I’ll address this once and once only. As it is evident, I-“

You barged into the large hall, breathing heavily as Hange was close behind you with a child on each arm. “Kuchel!” Your voice echoes through the room and your daughter looks at you with wide eyes, a guilty look on her face. The entire room’s heads turn again, met with yet another bombshell.

“Daddy!” The two boys call out in unison, reaching away from Hange finally in the direction of Levi. His face flushed as he smiled at the boys and then his eyes darted to yours, a confused and questioning expression on his face.

Hange runs over to Levi with the two boys whilst you follow closely behind, happy to see your husband but more worried about how angry he was going to be with you. As you neared, the confused look turned to pure love. Kuchel ran to Erwin as Levi took his sons of Hange, kissing their heads and speaking quietly to them, making them both smile and hug him. You wasn’t sure what he was saying but seeing him like this made your heart melt, despite the room of eyes on you. Levi turned his attention you, walking to you and placing his forehead on yours with the two boys still in his arms. He inhaled deeply, a genuine smile on his face and he touched the tip of his nose with yours, “Explain, Y/N.” He chuckled softly.

You began to explain what had happened and the how the plan had gone wrong, Erwin and Kuchel address the group, her on the blonde’s shoulders.

“Cadets, let’s continue this another time.” Erwin calls over the conversation, he knew of the surprise but didn’t expect it to be quite this much of one, regardless, he was content.

“No way!” Sasha calls, a huge grin on her face.

“The Captain has a family? Oh come on!” Eren groans loudly, “Why haven’t we met them?”

“What the fuck.” Reiner mutters and earns a sharp glance from Bertolt, nudging him harshly.

“If the Captain has a family, we have a right to know.” Jeans calls out, putting his hands in the air before the Captain’s harsh tone shuts everyone up.

“You brats have no right!” He yells, even harsher than usual, causing you and Hange to stiffen and the boys to yelp a little. His expression changes fast into one of intense worry as he turns to the boys, faking a smile and cooing them, “Hey, hey...I’m the boss okay? I have to talk to these weirdos like this.” He winks and kissed their cheeks, “I’ll tell you a secret, they like it.” The boys chuckle and you look at Levi with an eyebrow raises, turning your attention to the group. You knew how much he cared about the Cadets and that they would all be hurt that he hadn’t told them something so huge. Levi knew what you meant by the look and he sighed, gesturing for you to follow him as he made his way to Erwin. He kicked Hange in the ankle as he passed, knowing she was the brains behind the plan. She yelped a little but giggles, skipping after the four of you towards Erwin and Kuchel.

The Cadets eyes followed the family closely, speechless as Levi’s sons pulls at his hair and cravat and he does nothing but smile. No one had seen him smile before and he had done it at least ten times in the last ten minutes.

As soon as he reached the front of the room the boys jumped down to hug Erwins legs and Kuchel jumps down onto her father, causing him to stumble slightly at the impact as he chuckles, hugging her close to him and wrapping his spare arm around your waist, kissing the side of your head with a sigh, “Cats out of the bag.” He mumbles into your ear, “I love you.” Levi nods at you before turning to the Cadets.

The image infront of them was a strange one at that, the Commander stood laughing down at the boys as they sat on his feet, hugging his calves as the large man walks in circles. Hange was stood behind Levi, pulling funny faces at Kuchel as she cuddled into him, giggling. Levi was the strangest sight of all, smiling fondly at everyone with his arm around a woman and a child in his arms, they really looked like a family, a crazy and slightly dysfunctional one, but a family; and a loving one at that.

“Cadets, I’d like you all to meet my family. this here is my oldest daughter Kuchel, then there’s Farlan, and our youngest Peter. Here is my wife, Y/N, she’s probably the reason I haven’t killed you all yet, so thank her in your own time.” The Cadets looked on in admiration, smiling at each of them as Levi introduced them, a few of them waving at the kids excitedly. “I know some of you will be, confused, but you have to understand that the safety of my family is my priority, and therefor my vulnerability. I need you all to swear that the news of this will not leave this room Cadets...” He pauses, furrowing his brows and allowing the the Cadets in on his emotions more than he ever had, sighing. “Please.”

The whole room stands up swiftly, holding their fists to their hearts, nodding and shouting in unison, “Yes Sir!”

Levi nods back and smiles, hugging his wife and daughter closer to him and kissing both their heads. “Thank you, now...” He looks at each of his children briefly “Go on.”

The three of them squeal giddily and jump away from their family, running towards the group of Cadets with opened arms. Levi had told them stories of the group, the adventures they would go on and how heroic they all were.

Sasha was the first to run forward to meet them, grabbing Peter who was hobbling towards the back and picking him up, cuddling him as he chuckles. “Hello there, baby Levi.” She coos, grinning as she snaps off some bread and shoves it into his mouth.

Eren and the rest of the boys run to Farlan, “Which one of you is Eren?” He calls out cutely, scrunching his nose at the group. Eren raises a hand and smiles, “That’ll be me, kiddo.”

Farlan grins, “Brat.” He scoffs and tries not to smile, earning a loud laugh from Eren as the rest of them follow, he’s just astonished that the Captain talks to his children about him.

Mikasa walks slowly over to Kuchel, who is reluctant to run over to the group like her siblings, “Hello, I’m Mikasa. You must be Kuchel.” The girls eyes widen as she opens her arms, “You have the same name as me, you’re an Ackerman too!” Her face beams as Mikasa picks her up, a little awkwardly but trying her best. “That’s true, little lady.” She scuffs the girls hair softly and giggles, “How come you didn’t want to see everybody?”

The little girl turns up her nose at the group, shaking her head in disgust and latching onto Mikasa, “They’re all dirty.”

Levi was holding you closely, smiling as he watched his family meet his- well, family.

“I don’t know why you were so worried,” You said to him, kissing his cheek as he leant his head on yours, nodding.

“I know, just look at them.” Levi had never shown this side to the Cadets but surprisingly, it didn’t feel wrong, it felt as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

“How do you feel?” You ask, reaching down to hold his hand as his fingers caress yours.

His expression shifts to one of pondering for a moment before his face relaxes completely and he kisses your head, sighing gladly. “Complete.”

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