#captain levi fan fiction

[captainleviswifee]

If you dare...

Tags/TW/context (idk💀): Alcohol, sfw, y/n fem reader, reader is a squad leader, Attack on Titan, Levi Ackerman, lighthearted, established close friendship and partnership between you and Levi, you and Levi are in denial of your feelings for each other and Hange knows it, Hange is just lowkey tired of this back and forth.

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The night is blooming, the moon's graceful glow upon you and your comrades in the clearing of the Old Headquarters of the Survey Corps. The tall trees, both vivacious trees and pine trees standing tall around your merry group, providing shelter from the fog of the evening. Not too far from the headquarters, but also not too near in the vicinity to avoid disrupting the working higher-ups, or the resting scouts in their in the assigned shared quarters of their barracks. Regardless, even without the protection of the trees, the fog won't be stopping this small gathering of you and your comrades. An survey mission had just ended. It's a small mission led by you, in order to train you. Nothing too exciting just this small group of scouts surveying ahead, and placing supplies ahead of the expedition route that's due in next week. Although the mission is a success with the least amount of deaths so far, it wasn't without sacrifices. You sit relaxed with a drink of your own on one of the chairs. Beside you are your comrades, your subordinates, the Levi Squad in some of the chairs and benches, and then Hange accompanied by Moblit who sat beside her. All forming a complete circle with a table of food in the middle of the circle then a burning bonfire right beside it. Keeping this small gathering of people warm from the evening fog. In some of these seats are soldiers, scouts who fought bravely. At the cost of a missing leg, or an arm, or maybe even missing screws after facing the dark reality that the titans bring outside the Walls this very recent expedition. Yet despite, what they have experienced, they sit there merry with a drink on their uninjured free hands. Largely due to the part that Hange, Oruo, Gunther, and Eld are leading the conversation of this humble party.

A farewell party to be exact. The last night of these maimed soldiers in the military before they return to their status as simple civilians. In a way, Commander Erwin allowed this to happen just so the soldiers would go home with at least smiles on their faces. Smile of relief from surviving, or the smile from this small gathering and the events would occur later are sure bound to kick up a merry chat between their waiting families instead of the horrors outside walls as their main topic.

"Ah, it's your turn!" The bottle spins and points at you. "What?" And you break out from your deepest of thoughts, maybe because of the battle analysis reports, survey reports, and whole another bunch of papers you'll submit tomorrow, or maybe because of the watchful gaze a certain pair of steel blue gray eyes.

"Everyone's been pulling up 'Truths' this whole time, would you care for a dare instead?" Hange smiles cheeky at you, as she asks you at gunpoint in front of your comrades. "A dare?" Your question sounding more like a refusal. "C'mon please? It's nothing hard I swear. It'll be just like how easy you killed four titans this recent mission, right boys?" And your comrades and subordinates alike jeered at the thought. You were quite in a good form, the past mission and now that you're in this spot like this. With their mood like that, you don't want these soldier's last night to be with you being a killjoy of the night. You gave Hange a look before responding, "Alright what's the dare?" "Sweet! Well it's nothing hard, I just want you to kiss someone." Hange playfully answers giving a certain midget sipping tea at the edge of the circle, a knowing look. Fully aware of Levi's gazes at you. Or how he would sparingly brew the tealeaves you gifted him. Or how he would scold you as he checks up on you at the hospital after each mission, Hange gave a knowing look at Levi barely noticed by their comrades. The latter only returned a glare, barely noticeable in between sips of his tea. "The what? Hange, you can't be serious." You respond. You may be a little tipsy, but you still have your wits about you. "It'll be fine, unless..." Hange trails off, "Unless it means something to you of course. Were you saving it for someone?" She quips, her tone now growing teasingly playful. It didn't help that the rest of the Levi Squad, your subordinates, basically everyone's got their eyes and ears on you now. Giving in to either get peer pressured to saying something akin to confession—

'It wont be a confession,' You stubbornly think.

Well it's either you get peer pressured into saying something you may or may not regret, you decide to just go with the dare. At least in a dare there's a chance that the very act will be considered, 'not of any significant meaning to you.'

"Alright, I'll complete the dare. You guys owe me a drink for this one." You say with a smile pointing to the rest of the crowd, primarily to Hange. You scan your surroundings to look for a specific person who you know wouldn't take this dare personally or seriously. He may be a few centimeters smaller than you, but it did not take you long enough to find him sitting at the edge of the circle. Drinking tea instead of alcohol, he looks at you his blue-gray eyes displaying deadpan expression. "Is it okay if I pick you?" You ask for consent walking up to him with his side facing you. Casual form drinking tea amidst the tensing sensual atmosphere fueled by the expectant gazes of your comrades. His jaw clenches for a split second before nodding nonchalantly. His steel blue gaze, maintaining his composure. Bringing his cup a little lower from his lips, he remained sitting as he was. His side still facing you.

"Alright," You give a smile before placing one of your knee to his seat for support, you other hand crawling up behind him, to gain purchase of the seat he is leaning on to. And your other free hand cupping his chin, lightly with your fingers as you lean your face closer to his steel blue gaze.

In response, his body stiffens evidently caught off guard by this sudden act of intimacy. He fought back the shivers that run along his spine and his jaw subtly clenches as maintained his indifferent expression.

You lean in closer, and closer. Intensifying the already sensual tension caused by her own intimate actions.

Only to give him a light kiss on his cheek.

'They only said a kiss after all, they didn't say where.' You cleverly think, avoiding making a spectacle of yourself and drag Levi in this.

Disappointed murmurs hint the chorus of their comrades and Hange nodding with a light chuckle in amusement, "Ha! Well played, y/n." Spinning the bottle once more, "Next dare!"

When you pulled away and returned to your seat downing a glass in one big gulp, Levi didn't look at you or anyone at that moment. He just sat there with the memory of your lips, warm on his skin.

He sat there drinking his tea in silence. He wasn't drinking any alcohol at all.

And yet,

Why are his ears red?

[theamberwriter]

I'm not SUPER great at settings n backgrounds n shit - but here! Another for the Perfect Blend, lmao Also, I'm working on a lil project behind the scenes!

[m-jelly]

Chapter 1

Pairing: Demon priest! Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Modern AU, fluff, romance, falling in love, teasing, flirting, cute, plot building.

Story concept: Levi is a demon disguised as a Priest in a quiet town. He feeds off people's sinful confessions and lives a simple life. You walk into the temple and begin restoring his old art and changing his life. You bring in light and happiness. You open him up and make him feel things he's never felt before. As time goes on, the closer you both get. You and Levi soon enter into a secret relationship because priests are supposed to be celibate. Levi falls deeply in love with you and decides to reveal the truth, he's a demon. You accept him for who he is and begin a passionate affair. As time goes on, you soon begin to talk about turning you into a demon so you can have eternity together. When you are turned, Levi has his hands full because you turn into a succubus. As you and Levi go through the journey of love, you have many things to tackle. Your crazy ex, the obsessed Levi fan club in town, the Demon King and more. You won't give up on each other and are determined to have your eternity.

Important notice: Due to comments made to me as I planned this story, I have chosen to create a brand new religion to avoid causing any offence to those reading this fic. Some terminology is similar to other religions and inspired by them too.

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The soft glow of the autumn sun fought with the thick blackout curtains hung up against the white walls. Inside the quiet room was a clean wooden floor with a polished shine. A desk stood in the corner with books, papers and a laptop neatly placed. The room was filled with a gentle and soothing smell of citrus fruits. A large bed sat in the middle, the sheets a crisp white with one sleeping body within its hold.

Raven locks lightly rested against soft light skin. Long thick lashes fluttered. Steel blue eyes gazed at the room before dragging to the clock to see the time. Six. Broad shoulders flexed as a muscular body rose. A snap of a neck echoed in the chiselled body and released tension. Plump lips parted as a gently sigh escaped them. A thick member lay partly stiffened under the clean sheets.

Slender fingers raked back the soft raven hair. Long thick legs swung out from under the sheets allowing a naked man dripping in dark beauty to stand. Fingers locked above his head as his body stretched to a chorus of bones clicking. He moaned in satisfaction and finally felt awake for the day ahead. His plump behind squished as he walked.

Levi scrolled over to his bathroom and eyed himself in the mirror. He ran his hand over his smooth jawline and felt no stubble. He hummed to himself before starting his routine for the day. After finishing in the bathroom, he moved to the bedroom once again. He dragged on his underwear before slowly pulling on a smart black shirt. He pulled on his black tight trousers and tucked his shirt in. He fixed his belt in place and grabbed his special pendant.

He held the pin in his hand that would be pinned to his dog collar. A golden blade pierced a plump red heart. Above the heart a round red gem with four gold pieces coming from them. Each part meant something in the religion. The heart meant a strong heart filled with love. The blade was the courage and strength to keep going. The four pieces were the four pillars of religious teaching, honesty, compassion, charity and wisdom.

He slipped his white collar in before putting the pin in its place. He let out a long sigh and felt hunger stir within him. He needed to feed and he needed a lot. His smart shoes tapped on the pavement as he journeyed through the quiet town full of sinners. He shivered at the heaviness in the air around him. He rolled his shoulders as pleasure filled him. Today he was going to have a great meal thanks to all the locals being sinners.

He softly smiled at the continuous good morning fathers. He noticed the longing looks aimed at him. Many women and men were tempted by him, but all held back. As part of Levi’s position, he had to follow a celibacy rule. However, being a demon like himself he was happy to make love to someone he cared for. He used his celibacy as a tool to keep the people back in this town and not engage in casual sex. Tempting these people was far better of a meal to him than if he were to give in.

As soon as he entered the front garden to the temple, he saw people waiting for it to be open and met the voices of eager people to get in and be with him. He unlocked the door as ladies pawed at him and tried to talk to him, but he managed to fend them off with gentle words. He pushed the doors wide before moving to the next double doors. He opened them wide to reveal tall pillars reaching high to a decorated and painted ceiling. Flowers and plants grew full of life with a tree growing strong at the top of the temple behind the altar.

The temple soon filled up and became lively with people. He slipped into the confessional and turned the light on. He sat back and listened to people’s sinful ways and fed from their negative energy. He fuelled it by giving them vague advice back.

Mrs Harper clung to the lattice as she gazed at Levi. “Father, I long for Robert, but I’m a married woman. What do I do?”

He hummed as he pretended to contemplate the situation. “Our religion teachers us to be open to everything around us, does it not?”

“Yes.” She whined as she reflected. “You are right.”

He turned his head to her and leaned closer making her shiver. He reached up and tapped the heart in his pin. “What is at the centre of our teachings?”

She stared at the heart. “Love.”

“I do not know what your heart says, only you do. Listen to it, tune in to it. Your heart will show you the way.”

He smiled as she thanked him and left. He shivered knowing very well she’ll have an affair, which meant more food for him. He slipped out of the booth for a break, but something pulled him. He felt a bubbling of pleasure inside his chest. He followed the feeling and found a beautiful woman in tight trousers and a sweet jumper. His eyes locked onto a wonderful plump behind. He dragged his tongue over his lips in delight.

Levi moved closer and eyed the energy flowing off the woman and was delighted. He loved the artistic energy, the buzzing of small sins but there was no shame. He was intrigued by the delicacy before him. He inhaled deeply as his eyes rolled back a little. Sweet scents wrapped around him in a loving embrace. He wanted to spend eternity with this energy and scent.

You turned your head and smiled at Levi. “Hello, father.”

Levi blushed at your bright eyes, kissable lips and soothing voice. “Hello, child.”

You hummed a laugh. “I can never get used to that. Being an adult and being called a child is always strange to me.”

“I suppose it takes some time to get used to.” He tilted his head. “Pardon if I am rude, but I know everyone in this town and yet I do not know you.”

You gave your name and offered your hand. You smiled so sweetly as soon as Levi took it. “I just moved in. I’m here to restore your art.”

Levi’s eyes lit up. “Are you?”

You nodded. “I sent an email to let you know I was coming. Did I send it to the wrong person? You are Father Levi Ackerman, right?”

Levi nodded. “Indeed, I am. I did get your email, I just wasn’t expecting…”

“Someone young? I get that a lot.” You sighed and looked back at the art. “I will set up everything tomorrow.”

“My temple is all yours.”

You glanced over at him. “May I have a schedule? I will work around you and your sermons.”

He bowed his head. “I will send you my timetable right away.” He saw you staring at the confessional booth and people waiting to go inside it. “Like to try confession?”

You blushed a little before laughing off Levi’s comment. “I’m sorry I don’t really believe in this sort of thing. I’m not part of this religion. Plus, confessing to a stranger thing seems rather odd to me.” You play with a bit of your hair. “I don’t want to offend you.”

He thought you were cute and sweet. He observed your energy and saw there was something in there, something dark like a fear of someone. For the first time, he wanted to help someone. He was a demon and his role was to feed off people, but with you, he wanted to be a priest and care for you. He wanted that bad energy gone for good.

He released a sigh. “My child, have you ever heard of therapy?”

You frowned making you look adorable to Levi. “People go there to confess things that have been troubling them. I suppose you’re offering free therapy with your confessional booth, huh?” You laughed. “I didn’t think of it that way.”

“You can view it that way.” He shrugged a little. “Most do.” He leaned closer to you and spoke with a deep voice. “So, have I enticed you?”

You stared at the booth and thought about it all. You might not follow this religion, but it couldn’t hurt to get close to Father Levi because you’ll be there for months. “Very well let’s give it a try. I won’t convert to your religion though.”

He felt excitement within him at hearing all the wonderful sins you had. “Just lending a friendly ear.” He guided you to the booth and sat inside. He looked at you through the lattice and felt his heart flutter in his chest. He felt like he was the sinner and not you. “Confess your sins to me.”

You burst out laughing at his line making Levi’s heart soar. “Do you get some sort of kick out of this? Or did you say that on purpose just to make me smile?” You wiped your tears away as you giggled.

He smiled in the dark as excitement filled him. “I want to make you smile so you’ll be comfortable enough to talk. You are not used to these things, so I’m doing what I can.” He leaned and looked at you through the lattice. “Are you comfortable?”

You wiggled in your seat. “I suppose I am. Thank you.”

He hummed a laugh. “You’re most welcome, my silly line worked.”

You grinned at how sweet he was. “It really did.” You hugged yourself and leaned towards Levi. “Tell me, father, do you get some sort of enjoyment from listening to people’s sins? You get all the latest gossip and you can learn all the information you desire about people. I know it’s confidential but surely it must be exciting and some sort of way to know all the secrets? Maybe you’re some sort of devil in disguise. Having all the fun in the world.”

His canines grew sharp as his pupils became black slits. “Wouldn’t that be a fun little thing?”

“It’d be genius. You’ll get fed by people’s sins.” You looked around the small booth and hummed. “Smells nice in here.”

“I keep a clean temple.” He shifted closer. “Do you want to talk?”

You locked eyes with him. “Do you have a sixth sense with this kind of thing? How did you know I have things on my mind?”

He hummed a gentle laugh. “You have this aura about you.” He looked into your eyes. “Something in your eyes as well. So?”

You frowned a little as you processed the screaming thoughts in your head. You pulled at your sleeve a little and nibbled your lip sending off a dark aura. “I guess my biggest sin is myself.”

He fed off your aura, but it hurt his heart a little. “Explain.”

“I outwardly look happy and active, but inside there’s this darkness eating away at me. I truly am my worst critic.” You leaned back and sighed. “It’s nothing special though, everyone has that bad voice, right?”

“You’re right, others have a dark voice.” He turned fully to the lattice. “That doesn’t mean you should think so little of your own. Just because others suffer doesn’t mean you should neglect yourself. Your pain matters. You matter.”

You smiled softly. “You’re pretty good at this.”

“Thank you.”

You let out a long sigh. “Thanks, this was interesting. I should check out the town and get my things together. Do you have a copy of the key to this place?”

“I do.” He slipped out of the confessional and walked with you like he was a puppy following his master. He soon took the lead and let you into his office. “Ignore the daggers you’re getting. I don’t just let anyone in here.”

You looked around to see a lot of women glaring at you. “You’re popular, huh?” You walked in and looked around his office. “Must kill them that you have to stay celibate.”

Levi hummed a laugh as he opened his desk drawer. “I’ve had a few confess that their sin is me.”

You walked over to him. “I’m not surprised. You have a handsome face, you listen, you’re kind and from what I can tell from your tight clothes, you are muscular.”

He stood up and held up the key. “Am I appealing to you?”

You held the key but he wouldn’t release it. “Does it matter? You can’t do anything about it even if I was.” You pulled the key from his hands. “The joys of not having religious laws.” You laughed. “I’ll see you around, Father Levi.”

Levi blushed as he watched you walk away. “See you soon.”

Classical music drifted through the temple. Soft humming matched the delightful tune filling the grand hall. Simple scaffolding rose from the floor to reach the ceiling. Below gazed longing eyes on the woman lying above painting moving stories. Desire and need for interaction burned inside the sly demon. It nipped away at his insides. It consumed him so much that he barely acknowledged those around him.

He approached the ladder up and made his climb. His cheeks burned when he was met with a plump chest sticking up and almost spilling out of the tank top under the dungarees. His eyes ran down at admired your thighs before snapping to your face. You’d been here at his temple for two weeks now and he adored your company and the few chats you both shared, but he desired more.

You turned your head and smiled at Levi. “Hello, father. You checking up on me?”

“Indeed.” He looked up at your work. “Excellent work so far.”

“Thank you. Do you want to join me?” You shuffled over. “I can make room.”

He climbed up and lay back next to you. He stared at the painting above and admired the mixing of colours forming a beautiful painting. “I’ve never looked at this work like this before.”

You hummed a laugh as you continued to paint next to him. “It’s nice, right? Sometimes you have to look at things from a different perspective to truly understand its magnificent depths.”

Levi turned his head and gazed at you. “The same could be said about people.”

You looked over at Levi and smiled. “You’re right.” Your heart throbbed as Levi moved a little closer to you and eyed your lips. You licked your lips as you felt a tingle within you. “Hey, do you want to get a cup of tea? I saw a nice café in town and it’ll be good to have someone who knows this town to show me around, right?”

Levi blushed a little at the idea of this being a date. “Sure. I will climb down first.”

“You got it!”

He ascended the ladder before staring up at you as you came down. He held back a smile as he enjoyed your behind in his face. He shifted to your side and offered his hand to you. “Be careful.”

You held his soft hand and climbed down the last steps. “Thank you.”

He pulled you against him making your aura turn red, but there were cute flutters of pink and white meaning your lust for him had other feelings. He smiled a little at you as his interest in you sparked. He’d never have anyone hold more than lust for him. There was one thing that concerned him, the small amount of fear inside you.

You cleared your throat. “Father?”

He pulled a cloth from your pocket and began rubbing your cheek. “You have paint on your pretty face. I know you are a work of art, but not the kind that needs paint.”

You laughed. “You’re a bit of a flirt.”

“Only with you.” He put your cloth back. “I know you can take it, unlike the others.”

You snorted a laugh. “I do worry about the other ladies.” You walked at Levi’s side as you made your way out of the temple. “I feel like one of them might stab me in my back.”

“That wouldn’t be very holy of them now, would it?”

You giggled. “You’re right.” You let out a long sigh as you moved through the town. “Can I ask you something?”

“I’m all ears.”

You hummed in response. “Are there many sinners in this town?”

He held back a smile as he thought about all the delicious meals he has had since being here. “Indeed. Sins are everywhere, my chi-.”

You jumped in front of Levi and pointed at him. “Don’t! Don’t call me that.”

He tilted his head as the urge to tease you bubbled away. “You are all children of our two gods.”

You turned on your heels. “Yeah, I get that, but I’m not your kid. So, it just seems weird. Plus, I’m an adult.”

He studied you and hummed. “You’re interesting to tease.”

You let out a long groan. “You’re a right ass.”

“Fancy calling the local priest an ass.”

You stretched your arms and pushed your chest out which was noticed by Levi. “I call it as I see it.” You huffed. “Bet it’s weird talking to someone who isn’t part of your little religious group.”

He pushed the café door open. “You’re correct in your thinking. It is refreshing.”

You approached the counter and turned to Levi. “Well, that’s something I guess.” You pointed. “What can I get you? My treat.”

He let out a long sigh as he looked at the menu. “I think I’ll have a pot of tea, along with a lemon and poppy seed muffin.” He didn’t gain anything from eating human food, it was more like a pleasure to do so and it made him appear normal. “How about you?”

You smiled at the attendant. “Could you make that pot of tea for two? I’d also like something with chocolate if that’s okay?”

The attendant nodded with a soft smile. “Of course, I’ll get everything together right away. Shall I place this on your tab, father?”

You stood between Levi and the woman. “Nope! This is my treat.” You pulled your wallet out of your front pocket on your dungarees and handed the money over. “Do we take a seat?”

“Yes.”

You blushed. “Thanks.” You turned around and retreated to a table in the corner before placing your head in your hands. “This is why I don’t socialise.”

Levi sat down and leaned on the table. “What’s the matter? I thought it was rather sweet.”

You lifted your head and huffed. “I should just stick to painting things.”

“It wasn’t that bad.”

You sat back in your seat and studied Levi. “How do you do it? How are you able to be social with others?”

He waited for the food and drink to be put down before he spoke. “Well, it’s my job. When it’s my job, I do it well. If it wasn’t my job, I would be rather happy not being social.”

“Introvert at heart made to be an extrovert.”

He gracefully poured the tea for you both. “You are correct.” He handed you a cup of tea. “I socialise because I must.”

You sipped your tea as you watched Levi closely and tried to figure him out. “Does it bother you?”

He looked at you over his cup. “What?”

“The whole celibacy thing?”

He placed his cup down and felt amused by your question. “Are you asking if I miss sex?”

You shook your head. “No, I’m asking if you miss relationships, dating, waking up next to someone, holding someone you care about, kissing them and the cute moments.”

He thought about all those with you. “I suppose, but I’ve never truly experienced love. Plus, dating is a stressful process. Trying to keep someone to stay around and love you is nice but at the same time it could come crashing down on you.”

You frowned a little. “Did someone break your heart or a friend’s heart?”

He shifted in his seat. “Do you know much about the origins of the divide? When the demon King was born?”

You nodded as you started to think about your knowledge of the religion. “I do.”

He smiled. “A demon met a beautiful priestess. He fell in love with her, they were together and then she left him for some Emperor human and broke the demon’s heart with no cares.”

You recoiled a little as you frowned. “That’s not it.”

Levi tilted his head. “You really telling a priest that?”

“I am.”

He was amused by you. “Very well, you tell me what you think the real story is.”

You let out a long sigh as you prepared yourself. “Everyone knows the original story is a tragedy, correct?”

He cut his muffin and took a bite. He swallowed and adored your cute face as you waited for a response. “Yes.”

You relaxed at his response. “Well, I agree with you that the demon King’s origin is tragic, but his lover also. She loved the demon with all her heart, but if you remember in the texts it is said a lot he is immortal and she is mortal. They kept pushing that concept. Right?”

He nodded. “Right.”

You leaned closer as you felt excited about your idea and Levi was enjoying this. “Don’t you think that’s sad? If you were deeply in love with someone and they were mortal and you were immortal.” You sat on the edge of your seat and looked Levi in the eyes making him blush hard. “The person you love will die and there’s nothing you can do about it. You live for eternity and they only live for about seventy together. That’s a blip in your life. Don’t you think that’s painful?”

Levi stared at you and imagined it all. Now demons could turn humans into demons and join them, but back when the King was in love it wasn’t a possibility. “It would break me.”

You played with your cup on the table. “The way I see it, she broke up with the King because the pain of breaking up is nothing compared to her growing old and him not. Seeing someone you love wither away and die in your arms is soul-crushing. She left him to spare him pain. She’s then barely in the texts, almost absent from it and it makes sense. She lost who she was, she lost herself and so the texts lost her.” You welled up a little. “I can’t imagine how hard it was for her. She lost her love, became the villain of the man she loved, had children with a man she didn’t care about and just rotted away.” You downed the last of your tea. “That’s the real story.”

Levi had fallen hard for you in that sweet moment. “I never thought of it that way.”

You ate some of your treat. “Mm, I might be wrong, but that’s how I viewed it.”

“I like it.” He let out a long sigh. “May I ask you something?”

You smiled. “Sure.”

He poured two more cups of tea. “If you were her if you were that priestess, would you have done the same?”

You finished the last of your treat and gulped. “No.”

His brow raised. “No?”

You sipped your tea and shrugged. “I would have gone to the ends of the Earth to find a way to become immortal. I’d do anything I could to be with them. I’d rather go down kicking than bow out.”

Levi’s heart fluttered in his chest. “Incredible.”

“What about you?”

He smiled a little. “I’d do the same as you. No one will stop me from having my lover with me for eternity.”

You let out a long sigh. “Well, we see eye to eye.” You frowned in thought. “Kind of sad that in the texts it says demons and angels could turn humans, but she was very much dead for many years by the time the gods allowed it. It’s pretty unfair.”

Levi hummed in agreement. “I agree with you. Seems cruel.”

You cleaned your mouth. “It is.” You gulped. “I should get back to work.”

“Oh, am I bad company?”

You blushed. “No! Wait…you’re winding me up.”

He stood up and offered his hand to you. “I am.”

You took his hand and stood up. “Ass.”

He walked along with you. “There you go again calling a religious figure an ass.”

“I will continue to do so.”

He looked up at the sky. “Autumn festival soon.”

You looked up at Levi. You blushed when he gave you the side eye. “Oh, really?”

He lowered his head as he was amused by your reaction to him. “You should go to it.”

“Nah.”

“Why not?” He paused in the front garden of his temple. “You’ll be living here for a while as there is a lot to paint in my temple. So, you should get involved with local events. Trust me, you wouldn’t want to miss it.”

You groaned as you thought about it. “It just…I dunno.”

He leaned closer to you making you hold your breath. “For a smart and talented woman, you do miss a few things.”

You blushed hard at him being close to you. “I’m sorry?”

He reached over and played with some of your hair. “I am asking you to come with me. I want to go with you. You and me, together.” He locked eyes with you. “Well?”

You fiddled with your dungarees. “Uh…sure?”

“Wonderful.” He walked up the steps and opened the temple door. “I have to go, it’s mandatory for me.���

You walked past him as he held the door open. “So, you’re bringing me along to make me suffer too?”

He closed the door and walked with you. “I’m bringing you along because you’re the only person I can talk to, find comfort in and have some sort of intellectual conversation with.” He stopped by your ladder. He leaned closer and whispered. “Plus, if I have to hear from Mrs White again how she makes her cake in great detail, I’m going to skin her alive.”

You snorted a laugh. “That bad?”

He leaned against the wall and groaned loudly. “She talks about the cake, then about where to go, where the ingredients are from, who invented it and a very detailed step-by-step guide on how to put it all together and cook it.” He looked at you. “She even tells me what she does as she waits for the cake to bake.”

You smiled. “Every year?”

He nodded. “Every. Year.”

You leaned against the wall next to him. You reached over and held his hand a little making his heart skip a beat. You smiled when he squeezed your hand. “You’re amazing to go through so much. You work so hard for others.” You pressed your arm against his and enjoyed his warmth. “You’re pretty wonderful.”

“Thank you.”

You nibbled your lip and smirked a little. “For a priest.”

He chuckled and shook his head. “There it is. I was wondering when you were going to insult me.”

You pulled from the wall and turned to face him. “You’d be worried if I didn’t.”

“You’re right.” He eyed your aura to see it was bright with pinks and whites, but there was that darkness still there that he wanted to know about. He offered his hand to you. “Let me help you.”

You took his hand and climbed up the ladders. You released his hand and climbed up. “Thank you.” You leaned over and looked down at him. “You can join me up here whenever you want to hide from Mrs White.”

“I will do so.” He waved to you and walked around the temple.

Levi let out a long sigh as he worked in his office, his thoughts were locked onto you and how you spoke today. He felt a real connection with you, something on a deep level. He wanted to see you again. He got up and left his office as he felt the pull towards you. He stared at the scaffolding as you played classical music again. He thought of what he could do or say so he could be with you.

“Father Levi?”

Levi felt his skin prickle at Mrs White’s voice. “Shit.” Listening to her talk was like being tortured. “Shit.”

She shuffled along looking for him. “Yoo-hoo! Father Levi!?”

Levi ran over to your ladders and scrambled up them. “She’s here!”

You laughed as Levi fell on you. “I must say this is a first, a priest falling for me.”

He covered your mouth with his hand as he lay on top of you. “Hush. Mrs White is here.”

You snorted a laugh behind his hand. You cast your gaze to the side as you heard Mrs White.

She shuffled to the confessional and opened the door. “Father Levi?”

You rolled under Levi and moved to look over the edge. You raised your bum a little and felt something thick against your bum. You blushed a little and tried not to think about what was in the religious man’s pants lying on top of you.

You grabbed the edge and looked. “Oh, she has a cake for you.”

Levi looked over your shoulder and whispered back. “That’s the worst part! Please, don’t send me down there.”

“Oh and miss out on torturing you?”

“Please.”

You giggled. “I’ll protect you, don’t worry.” You turned a little to look at him, his lips close to yours. You gulped hard. “Hide and I’ll get rid of her.”

He let out a long sigh. “Thank you.”

You lay there and waited until Levi was in the clear. You gave him the thumbs up and leaned over. “Yo! Miss?”

Mrs White jumped. “Who said that!?”

You waved. “Over here! Scaffolding, love.”

She looked up and saw you. “Oh! There you are! What are you doing up there?”

“Painting naked people.”

She shuffled closer and cupped her ear. “What was that?”

You squeaked at Levi slapping your thigh. “Ow!”

Levi glared at you and whispered. “Stop it!”

You sighed and looked down at Mrs White. “I’m restoring the art in this temple.”

Mrs White gasped. “Oh my, what a lovely thing to do!”

You blushed a little. “Thanks. I’m here a while.”

“Would you like some cake?”

You gulped hard. “I’ve just had cake at the local café. Sorry. I just got back here to work.”

She smiled softly. “Not to worry, my dear. Have you seen Father Levi?”

You shook your head as Levi lay against your legs. “No, I haven’t. I saw him earlier, but I believe he might have gone home or for a walk.” You grinned at her. “Can I give him a message for you?”

She placed the cake box on the floor. “Just get this cake to him for me. I’ll see him at the festival.” She hummed a laugh. “I’m just making sure he eats. He’s always working hard and barely eats.”

“You’re right.”

“Plus, he’s got a nice ass.” She chuckled. “I haven’t seen an ass that fine in years.” She shuffled along. “See you soon!”

You waved to her and turned to Levi. “Nice ass huh?”

Levi blushed. “Stop.”

“Haven’t seen a fine ass like yours in years.”

He pressed his face against your cushion and groaned. “You’re a brat.”

You giggled. “Free cake though.”

[levilxvr]

tequila

PAIRINGS: levi x afab!reader

WARNINGS: nsfw 18+, alcohol consumption, drunk behaviour

SUMMARY: you and the captain have had something going on for the longest time. during the trip to marley, when you encounter a drunk jean trying to hit you up, levi decides to takes things into his own hands.

this took me forever hope y’all like this filthy piece of fiction😗

“come on, captain, just one shot?” eren slurs out as he motions to levi with half lidded eyes. you’re in the bar of a marleyan hotel with the scouts, enjoying drinks and basking in each others’ company. levi rolls his eyes. no way is he having one of those- the last thing he wanted was to get all silly and drunk in front of everyone.

of course, you let mikasa and sasha bribe you into having a shot of tequila. knowing your alcohol tolerance was pretty horrible, you chose to stick with one and went to hang out with levi on the side. Everyone knows you guys have something going on- it’s been like this for months, but neither of you have ever made it official.

Anyway. everything felt so much more laid back and free, you’ve got nothing to worry about and-

“hey,” levi calls softly. you barely heard him over the music blaring from the speakers, adding to the serotonin running through your veins. his hands are on your cheeks. “you’re turning red.” your face feels like it’s heating up- even warmer with his thumbs grazing the skin gently. it’s probably just the effect starting to kick in.

“must be the tequila.” you giggle a little and he sighs. The captain isn’t much of a fan of alcoholic drinks, seeing no purpose in it other than getting you drunk and horny.

“im gonna get you some water. and a juice for myself.” he tells you to stay put at the glass counter as he disappears into the crowd to find the bartender. you intend to stay there and wait for him when someone walks by and pulls you towards him with a strong arm, your body slamming against his as he lets out a sigh. Recognising the man as jean, you feel a little bit too lightheaded to do anything so you let him drag you along to the table with connie, sasha and the rest.

“feels great to unwind, huh?” connie mumbles, body flopped against the table as he struggles to keep awake. You could tell they’ve all had too many drinks based on the way they were behaving. but the foggy feeling in your brain only increased and you couldn’t resist when jean turned to your face and pressed a wet kiss to your cheek. “feels even better with this one here.” you gasp and try to wiggle out of his grip.

“jean cut it out, she might be dating captain levi!” armin jumps in, looking around. that’s right, where was levi? you recalled him wandering off to get something, but now..

oh well. he’d probably come back to this table anyways.

“want another?” sasha smirks and hands you the small glass. “same thing.”

you take it without thinking twice and down it all at one go. a little more won’t hurt, will it? after all, that’s what you were here for. to have fun. about half an hour later you don’t see any signs of levi still so you relax into jeans side and let the calming sensation drown out the rest of your thoughts.

“how many shots you had?”

you managed to slur. the question is directed to sasha but clearly jean is too intoxicated to care. “ion know, probably like four or something.” he squeezes you again. “god, connie, isn’t she sexy in this dress?” he reeks of alcohol and you shift uncomfortably.

he’s about to reply when everyone freezes.

“what’re you doing jean.”

the table goes silent and you force yourself to turn around, just to see levi standing behind you and jean with a scowl on his face. if there’s anything levi hates more than filth, it’s seeing someone else treat you as if you don’t belong to him.

“l- levi..”

he shoves jean’s arm away and picks you up, nearly collapsing when your body falls against his. “shit, you had another one didnt you?” he narrows his eyes at the empty glass, along with a dozen more scattered on the table from the others. you can only nod halfway and look at him with a lidded gaze.

“whatever. you drunken brats can continue partying till dawn. im returning back to the hotel with y/n first.” he picks you up bridal style, pushing his way through the crowd, to the lobby and up the lift to the hotel room you had to share with him for the week.

once you’re in, he places you down gently onto the bed. he takes off his black blazer and tie, helping you out of your heels as he heads to the water dispenser and hands you a glass.

“drink up. you’re gonna get a shitty hangover in the morning.” he places a hand on your back to support you as you gulp down the water, then slouch into his embrace as he envelopes you in a tight hug. the room is completely silent for a minute until you break it.

“levi, are you mad?”

“whatever for?”

“jean. ‘m sorry, my head felt so fuzzy, i couldn’t..”

“shh..it’s not your fault, it’s okay. just..watch your intake next time. who even gave you a second shot?” he has so many thoughts going through his head right now.

“sasha.”

he scoffs, but holds you as he pulls your body down while he adjusts himself into the silky pillows. “I was gonna come back earlier but hange and erwin popped by and i had to entertain them for a bit.”

“mm..”

you’re looking right into his eyes now. god, he looked so fucking cute in that white blouse and dress pants, the collar unbuttoned so you could see just the faintest bit of muscle. his hands are on your lower back, and of course he’s thinking about how pretty you look tonight.

you specially chose this black dress because he liked it, along with the lace lingerie hiding underneath the layers of ebony silk..but now wasn’t really a good time, was it? you were literally drunk at this point and the best thing to do right now would be to sleep it off. but with the way your pelvis was pressed against his, and how close your tight dress was to revealing the perfect curve of your ass…

“y/n,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against yours. he’s recalling the sight he witnessed earlier. the way jean had an arm securely around your waist, his lips on your delicate skin, the way he was staring you down with that lustful gaze.

how dare anyone try to take advantage of you in such a vulnerable state. everyone knows jean is the kind to get all horny and touchy when he’s drunk. But still, you belonged to him and only him. and fuck it, he had to demonstrate that right now in order to assure himself that no one else could ever take you.

without thinking twice his lips were on yours, swallowing the soft gasp that left your own at the sudden contact. he doesn’t even wait to push his tongue past your lips, brushing against yours as the kiss deepens and his hands slide under the hem of your dress. his thumb runs circles on the plush skin of your thigh, making you grip his shoulders harder.

Everything feels more sensitive now. you can almost feel the electricity running through your veins as he pulls away, loosening the spaghetti straps as the fabric slides off your body.

his cock his nearly throbbing in his pants, pushing against the seams as he admires you. He cursed himself for not acting on his feelings sooner. he wanted to mark every inch of you, show you just how well he could love you. but with your current state he had to chide himself internally, reminding himself to go slow.

he supports you as you straddle his hips, sitting on your knees as he unclips your bra with one hand, the other tracing the laced patterns of your panties.

“you alright? can i continue?”

levi gets your nod of approval, slipping a hand down to caress the sensitive area, eliciting a small whimper from your swollen lips. your face is flushed, hair tangled from his fingers. watching him closely, you bite your lip as he presses down on your clit, rubbing tiny circles on the small bud as his free hand moves to touch the bulge in his pants.

“look at what you do to me baby,” he moans, cursing at the dark patch that’s beginning to spread on the surface of the black fabric.

minutes later he’s desperately pulling your underwear off, the cold air hitting your exposed cunt as he dips two fingers into the wetness accumulating at your slit. levi lifts them and lets the clear, sticky fluid glimmer in the warm light of the bedside lamps, then brings his fingers to his lips and shamelessly sucks off your arousal.

“tastes so sweet, now i really wanna eat you out..”

“then do it.” you almost beg. You’ve never felt this needy in your life. the way he was gazing at you as he licked off your juices from his slender fingers almost made you cum on the spot. He pushes your back down onto the mattress and spreads your legs, resting his hands on your thighs as he leans down and kisses your clit.

“look at how wet you are baby, so good for me..” he smiles against your folds and slowly starts using his tongue on you, fucking you skilfully as your hands plunge into his hair. You’re chanting his name breathlessly like a prayer as he continues eating you out until you can’t take it anymore. he starts sucking and licking your small bud, hard, as his middle finger slides into your pussy and curls against that one spot.

“levi levi levi, oh fuck!”

you feel yourself squirt on his face as he continues lapping up your juices, fingers still fucking you through your blissful orgasm as more of the clear liquid sprays onto his hand and wrist.

“shit, y/n, you’re so fucking hot, i think…”

levi pauses for a moment, unbuckling his belt and pulling off his pants. “i think you made me cum already,” he lets out a breathy groan as he stares in disbelief at the mess he made of himself. watching you cum so hard from just his fingers had him creaming himself, remains of the milky liquid running down the shaft of his red, swollen cock.

you’re breathing hard, the adrenaline rushing through your veins as you sit up and cup your palms on his cheeks.

“i want you, like really bad.”

“im all yours to take.” he smiles softly, holding you down again as he positions himself at your entrance. he slaps his cock against your wet folds, hissing because of how sore and desparate he is. he buries himself inside you immediately, watching his thick shaft disappear into your tight little cunt.

He’s whispering how much he loves you, your voice, your personality, everything. Months of love and pining poured out in the sweet words he’s breathing, his fingers twining with yours as you lift your legs so he can go deeper. There’s so much emotion in his grey eyes, maybe it’s just the alcohol, or maybe it’s because of your earlier encounter with jean and the rest. Either way, you’re still sensitive from your first orgasm and soon you feel the heat building up in your core again, walls clenching around his cock as you both reach your highs together.

“that’s it baby, look at you taking me so well, fuck..” he empties himself inside you, groaning when he feels your pussy clenching around his cock, practically sucking in his cum. You’ve never felt this good in your life, especially considering that levi has never had any prior experience.

“holy shit,” he gasps, slowly pulling out of your swollen cunt as he holds you in a loving embrace, breathlessly falling beside you. “you feeling ok?”

that’s when the dull headache hits, and you close your eyes.

“yeah just a small headache.”

he caresses your face, smiling softly. in his head there’s only two words. she’s mine. Levi leans over and presses one last kiss to your lips before you fall asleep. And he stays there with you for the rest of the night, your body tucked against his.

the next morning, you don’t feel as shitty as you expected. You down another cup of water, wash up and head downstairs to the breakfast buffet with levi. It’s nearly empty, except for a few scouts and random marleyans staying in the hotel.

“think they’re all sleeping in after last night. I’m surprised you’re feeling ok?” he raises his eyebrows while plating a croissant for you.

you laugh. “i expected a horrible hangover too. anyways, what did you plan to do today?”

“nothing much. everyone’s shacked out from last night so.. maybe go sightseeing with my girlfriend.” he plants a kiss on your cheek as you walk down to the fruit section. girlfriend. your heart warms at the name and you take his hand.

Suddenly you’re glad sasha gave you that extra tequila shot.

[levitiquee]

Hiii! Idk if you accept requests but I decided to try and ask you anyway… I’ve read an amazing fan fiction in which Levi and the reader were secretly together and the reader was his lieutenant… Sooo, could I ask a Levi x lieutenant reader were the reader gets injured while outside the walls and like, Levi can’t show he cares too much cause he’s like “cold ice captain Levi” but he’s like worried for her?

I’ve been a lil sick lately and I wanted to cheer myself up a bit… Thank youuu! ❤️❤️

Hiii, I hope you're feeling better now, love <33

Levi pulled on the reins, coming to a stop in front of Erwin.

"All back?" He asked, glancing around the scouts spread all around.

"Almost." Erwin replied, giving a slight nod of acknowledgement to Levi. "Just recovering the fallen."

This was the worst part, Levi thought. After the expeditions. People die during, that was known. But it doesn't really sink in when you're more focused on saving your own life. But after, once it's all over and time to go back, when you're wrapping your friends' remains in the white fabric, it finally hits. All that you've lost and gained almost nothing in return.

He watched the slumped figures of the survivors. They fought hard to make it out, but their faces showed no sign of relief, only guilt. Blank, empty and tired expressions. They've seen it before and yet, they never get used to it.

He stared at Petra, who was comforting a younger scout, possibly a new recruit. The latter was green, eyes red rimmed. Gunther stood by, watching the two with a grim expression.

Levi looked away. What an unpleasant sight.

But where were you?

He only realized then, why he felt so uneasy. There was a strange emptiness surrounding him but he had been too absorbed into the mission to spare much attention to it. But now in the calm after the storm, he realized it was the lack of you.

You weren't with him.

But you were always there with him. Why weren't you now?

Levi frowned. He couldn't even remember the last time he had seen you or even when you slipped away. He had just assumed you were by him, as always.

But how long had you been gone and he hadn't realized it?

"Medics!" A sharp yell jolted him out of his thoughts. "Medics over here!"

He turned around towards the sound. It was Moblit, running towards him, face scrunched up in concern. And he was holding something, something bloody, something limp, something.... someone?

And he realized when Moblit's eyes locked onto his, the usually calm man's eyes were wide, panic stricken.

In Moblit's arms were you.

And for a second he didn't move. He couldn't move.

He stared, blurred figures rushing past him towards you as Moblit laid you and your face came into view. And he could only stare, his heart going quieter..and quieter..

Time had stopped around him.

Blood pounded in his ears.

And slowly, hesitantly, he slid down his horse, and the feel of the ground beneath his feet finally kicked start his heart.

Sounds crashed to him like a wave, drowning him.

And his legs moved, unwillingly, every nerve in his body warning him to turn away, to walk away, because the sight would only confirm it.

But not you. It couldn't have been you.

You were with him, just hours ago.

It can't have been you.

Yet when he heard the sound of your name, hushed whispers coming from the crown, he knew it was you.

He finally reached the small crowd of people, they immediately backed away, parting a way at his arrival. Murmurs brushed past, but he could hardly focus on the words.

There you laid, head resting on one of the medics' lap as they tried their best to fix you, wrapping bandages hastily around your head. The grass underneath you was scarlet–with your blood, he realized. Your blood. You were bleeding. Uncontrollably. Why were you bleeding how could you be bleeding you weren't supposed to be fucking bleeding—

"Captain!" Petra's alarmed voice reached his ears and he turned his head towards her, who had her mouth covered by her hands, eyes wide. "Captain, the blood–it's too much—"

"How the hell did this even happen–" Oruo let out a curse under his breath. "Wasn't the idiot supposed to be with captain–"

Levi swallowed, fingers digging into his palm.

You were supposed to be with him.

Not wrapped in bandages. Not lying in a pool of your own blood.

And as if you had somehow heard his thoughts, you opened your eyes, just a crack. They flickered rapidly, hazy gaze frantically moving as if searching for something. And then it landed on him and a ragged sigh of relief brushed past your lips.

"...Levi?" A whisper.

And then your eyes fell shut again.

Silence fell. Levi stiffened, staring straight at your face. People were rigid and even the medics froze. Eyes bounced from your face to Levi's, whether it was just delirious ramble, the direct address to the captain had shocked everyone.

Levi didn't say anything. And even if he was surprised, his face showed no sign of it, it was as blank and expressionless as it had always been.

Not a single crack in his composure to see one of his most important soldiers lying on their deathbed.

Levi only shot a glance at one of the medics, raising a brow.

"Sir," The white clad figure hastened to speak, immediately understanding the gesture. "We stopped the bleeding. It should be alright. Though when she'd regain consciousness again.."

Levi nodded, turning on his heels and walking away, leaving the crowd gaping at him.

"Weren't they close? Friends even?" He heard soft murmurs. "He looks barely fazed."

"That's captain Levi. What did you expect?" Another hissed.

"Levi." Erwin was staring at him as he slid back up to his horse, the question clear underneath the statement.

"She'll live." Levi replied tonelessly.

-

"Captain."

Levi froze, snapping his head towards the familiar, familiar voice.

There you were, standing besides Hange. You only gave a slight nod while Hange grinned, waving at him.

"Look, look, Levi!" Hange beamed, pointing at you. "She's all better now, aren't you glad?"

Levi stared at you, eyes scanning your face. Dark circles framed your eyes and your face was ashened. Your head was still wrapped in bandages but it seemed you're well enough to move now, to at least be released from the hospital.

He hadn't seen you for 2 weeks.

And Levi wasn't just glad, he was fucking relieved, but his face showed no sign of it, as expressionless as ever. As if he could hardly care.

"Well, you look like shit." He said, his voice flat.

There was a glimmer of amusement behind your eyes but you bit back the grin. "Pleasure as always, captain." You replied politely.

Hange was more offended than you. They gaped at Levi, horrified. "Oi Levi," They gasped. "Can't you be nicer? Kid almost died, for walls sake."

Levi glanced at Hange, eyes blank. "Well, she's walking around just fine."

"But—" Hange protested, but he turned to you.

"You." He said, frowning.

"Yes, sir?" You asked.

"Get back to work as soon as you can. You're already lagging behind." He said, turning to leave.

"Hey—that's all you got to say?!" Hange yelled at him as he walked out of sight. "He's so weird. And rude too." They murmered, glancing at you. "I don't even know why you're in his squad. He treats you like shit. You can come join my squad you know?"

"He treats everyone like shit, Hange." You shrugged, your eyes still towards the way he left. "That's captain Levi for you."

-

You were walking down a corridor when a door creaked open besides you. And before you could even realize, something wrapped around your wrist, pulling you into the small dark room.

And then arms wrapped around you, trapping you in a strong embrace, almost suffocating you. You would've been scared had you not recognized his scent.

You coughed, caught off guard by the sudden grip. You lightly tapped against his arms. "Capt—Levi." You spluttered. "This is very sweet and shit, but I need air."

He let you go, but his hands still gripped your shoulders hard.

"You fucking idiot." He hissed. "How the fuck did you even get hurt?"

"You're so nice to me." You grumbled, not without a hint of affection.

"I'm serious. Do you have any fucking idea how worried I was?"

"No, sorry. I was busy being half-dead."

"Don't." He sighed, his voice returning back to his usual volume. He sounded exhausted. "Don't even joke about that."

"The broom closet? Really?" You grinned, looking around to realize what the tiny space was.

He scrunched his face. "Don't blame me." He said. "Why is Hange always following you, christ. Are you my squad member or theirs? I had to wait all fucking day to get you alone."

"You really could've just called me to your office—"

"With the brats piping in every 10 seconds? There's no privacy in this damn facility." He huffed.

The darkness was finally starting to settle over your eyes and now that you had a better chance to look at him more carefully, you realized, he looked exhausted.

"I've been away for a few days and you look like you're about to drop dead." You clicked your tongue disapprovingly. "When's the last time you slept?"

"Guess who's fucking fault that is?"

"Awh, you couldn't sleep cause you were worried about me?" You smiled.

"Don't look so smug." He said, but didn't deny it.

"So worried, but you didn't even visit me for all of 2 weeks I've been stuck in the hospital."

"Because you're always surrounded by people." He said exasperatedly. "Whenever I went. It's always Nanaba, or Hange. Petra."

"Yeah but, you could've just peeked by—" You said, almost sadly. "I missed you."

He sighed. "People would've talked."

You pouted. "A captain visiting his half dead lieutenant, oh the scandal."

He looked at you, noticing your expression. He frustratedly ran his hands through his hair, frowning.

"Believe me, I wanted to." He mumbled. "But I'm afraid I surely would've caused a scandal."

"Yes?" Your mouth tugged slightly, your sad face giving out.

"Don't think I could've resisted kissing the shit out of you." He sighed, face flushing at the admission. "Holy shit, I was so scared."

" 'Humanity's strongest' has questionable self-control it appears." You raised a brow.

"When it's you?" He shook his head, leaning to press his forehead against yours. And when he closed his eyes, his long lashes almost touched your face. "Walls, I'm pathetic."

You grinned, patting his head.

"Missed you." He mumbled quietly, his breathing was slow, shoulders relaxed. As if with you was the only ever time he could breathe properly.

"Missed you too." You said softly.

And for a few seconds, you two just stood there, in a peaceful silence, listening to each other breath and breathing in the presence of each other.

And then the bliss was gone.

"Has anyone seen captain Levi?" A voice floated in through the crack of the door. "He's not in his office."

"Fucking hell." Levi cursed under his breath, raising his head.

"You better go." You giggled silently, shoulders shaking. "You don't want them finding you here, do you?"

Levi cringed internally, but stood up straight, brushing his clothes. "I swear if it isn't something important..." He muttered, daekly. Then looked up at you. "As for you, drop by my office later tonight. You need to catch up on your work." He spared a glance at you.

"I assure you, captain, lots of work would be done." You grinned, giving him a mock two-finger salute.

He grimaced, but his face flushed.

"Also." He reached for the doorknob. "Next time in an expedition you leave my side, I'm breaking your fucking legs."

@sad-darksoul @anxious-chick @raginginferno267

[zbeez-outlet]

The Emerald Bishop Masterlist (Coming Soon)

Levi Ackerman x FemReader | AOT Canon Universe | Slow Burn Relationship

Concept || Two faces, two names, two identities, and neither of them are the real you — they’re both far more important than the real you. The real you has slipped between the cracks, and it isn’t until a certain Captain comes looking for her that you realize how valuable she truly is.

Summary || The public adores the romanticism of a vigilante. A kink in the corruption of the capital, missing prisoners, thinly veiled anonymous threats, and a calling card embroidered with an emerald wax seal. Haunting, dramatic, and imprinted with the shape of a bishop. In a world that operates like a chess board, the name “The Emerald Bishop” is whispered reverently, worshipped in the shadows by those who need him and ghostly praised by the curious and the bored. Children giggle, playing vigilante in the streets, and women swoon over the masked anonymous hero every time his exploits appear in the paper. Some admire him as much as they hate him. Everyone wants to know who he is, but they’re looking in all the wrong places.

There isn’t much to know about you, Levi thinks in passing. Unassuming and small amid the other soldiers. Until you save his life from a Titan and then suddenly he’s uncharacteristically curious. He starts with your file, as disappointing as it turns out to be. A mediocre cadet in the training corps, far from the top ten in a way that directly contradicts the skills he knows you to have. And then the rumors among the soldiers. Born into the wealth of Stohess, raised on the edge of a silver spoon, no one expected much from you. Beautiful gowns and sparkling smiles and empty thoughts. Certainly no one anticipated your radical choice to join the military, rumors sticking to the heel of your every footstep. Nothing matches, nothing sticks. All Levi sees is your quiet disposition, almost shy, and your exemplary talent that leaves him equally impressed and suspicious. Not to mention you’re rather prone to wondering off.

Maybe making you the newest member of his squad will answer some of his questions. And it has nothing to do with the feeling in his chest every time he looks at you a second too long.

A/N: This is a new series idea that I had, loosely inspired by the novel “The Scarlet Pimpernel” by Baroness Emma Orczy and the Hunger Games fan fiction “The Sterling Nightingale” by CrashingPetals (found on AO3). I hope you like my take on this story! It’ll be a couple weeks before I post it, but I wanted to know who might be interested and if anyone would like to be tagged. Leave a comment or go to the taglist link on my Navigation post!

Warnings || angst, canon typical violence, slow burn relationship, eventual smut, more specific warnings to come

Part One || Coming Soon…

[romantichomicide95]

Okay. This was an unfinished draft of a fan fiction I started working on. I’m super new to writing so please give me any feedback and if you want me to continue I would be super happy to!

Today was the worst day for any of this shit to happen. Little things kept adding up, the sock that wasn’t completely dry when you slid it on your foot; stepping in the puddle still there from the rain the night before and to top it off your ODM gear wasn’t fueled up like you knew it should be. Training today was going to be hell. Stepping outside the breeze hit you like a thousand tiny shards of ice. To make matters worse you were already dreading seeing him, it’s not that you didn’t want to, it was just after the rumors starting spreading around about them seeing her even remotely close to him killed you. You didn’t even know if the rumors were true. Hange swore they couldn’t be. But doubt still trickled in your mind like an itch you couldn’t seem to scratch. Levi was cold, demeaning, tough as shit, a potty mouth, among countless other things. But, he was Levi. No matter how much you tried to fight these feelings for your captain, they wouldn’t seem to go away. There were times where you though he felt the same. A look between you that lasted just a few more seconds than normal, the way he seemed to instinctively protect you above others on missions, the long hours he asked you to help him with his paperwork. But now you weren’t so sure it wasn’t all in your head.

It’s not that you had anything against Petra persay. But the thought of them secretly being together put knots in your stomach, twisting and turning and making you sick. The whole walk to training was an explosion going off in your mind. Your thoughts riddled with images of the two of them kissing. It was hard to look at her, let alone respond when you realized she was right in front of you.

“Hey Y/N” she said. Chipper as she always is.

“Hi Petra” you reply. You didn’t mean to sound so callous. You couldn’t help it. Before you could say anything further you spotted him. His beautiful grey/blue eyes, as grumpy as you were those eyes were all you needed to see for everything around you to melt away. You forgot for a second where you were, why you were so grumpy in the first place.

“You brats gunna sit here and talk or join in on training today” he barks. Even when he’s being a little shit you couldn’t help but fall over every word he says.

[lostcauses-noregrets]

Since I love your takes and it's Erwin's month, I want to share a interpretation of mine about Erwin and see your opinion about it! I'm sorry its damn long, and excuse my English. I hope you can read it properly. I know many fans think the opposite but: I don't see Erwin as a dad. [1/6]

I've read a lot of fanfics were Erwin has kids, either his own or adopted. And every time I read them, not matter what, I don't buy it at all. I don't see Erwin as a family man. I think he's a person that values his own freedom and his passions. And I think a kid would be too much responsibility. When you have a kid, they become your number one priority and now everything in your life has to take them into account. And honestly, I don't see Erwin doing that. [2/6] Lot of people see him as a dad (I do think he has dorky dad energy haha) because of that smartpass where he says if titans didn't exist he'd probably start a family. Which imo even doesn't sound credible at all. His response being "Retire to a reclusive area, or maybe have a family." He doesn't even sound sure. I even think that his real answer is the first one but then went 'I need to be more relatable and likeable for this interview. What do normal people want? Right. Having a family.' [4/6] Also he tries to ignore the question until Levi presses him to answer. I think Erwin's personality is intrinsically linked to his dream, so there's no life in which his dream does not exist. He even expressed that in canon when levi asked him what would he do after his dream and him saying 'I don't know'. I think he is a man of passion and goals, and even in a peaceful world he'd still be that passionate over other things that is not being a family man. [5/6] Not that you can't be both...but I don't see him that way. It seems too mundane and (like every other Scout) he is anything but so. I see him as a character that is way too 'think outside of the box/ reject and question what you are told' for his dream being so mundane as having a nuclear family. In a happier au, he is your history professor who very passionately criticizes imperialism and capitalism and has no kids (but probably a certain short, black-haired husband) [6/6]

Hi Anon,  unfortunately part of your ask [3/6] has gone awol, but there’s enough here for me to understand your question.  First of all, it goes without saying that you’re entirely entitled to view a character any way you want, however since you asked my opinion, I’d say that while I agree with some of your reasoning, I don’t agree with all of it. 

Personally I’m not a fan of fics where Erwin is a parent, but that’s not because I can’t see him as a parent, it’s more to do with my own taste in fiction.  There are simply other things I’d rather read about.  That aside, I do agree that Erwin doesn’t seem entirely sure about his future plans in the Smarpass interview, however the same could be said for Levi, and yet very few fans question his desire to open a tea shop.  I think the whole point of this exchange is that both Erwin and Levi are so focused on their goal of saving humanity that neither of them have thought beyond that.  Here’s the exchange in full from @yusenki's translation.

J: Then let’s not talk about that for now. How about just your own future dreams? L: Talking about future dreams at this age…how interesting. What do you think, Erwin? E: As for me…right. Retire to a reclusive area, or maybe have a family. J: I am surprised that commander seems surprisingly relaxed about this. E: My mind is currently filled with matters concerning the world, so I’m not in a position to pursue any dreams. But either way, you could say that I have an ordinary dream. L: How interesting. Your kids won’t be cute for sure. E: How about you, Levi? Would you go from hero to politician? L: That’s impossible. How could you even ask something that is so obvious?! J: Please tell us about your dream, captain. L: Just like this guy, my mind has no room for dreams right now. However if you want me to give you a casual answer, then…how about opening a black tea store? E: This is also so interesting! From a hero who flies around slaughtering titans outside the wall to an owner of delicious tea shop within the wall? J: Both of your answers are so unexpected. Is this because of the harsh realities you live in at this moment? E: Yes. The realization of our own dreams is less important than building a world for people, a place where humans can accomplish their own dreams. L: I don’t have much concern for my own matters, but it’s interesting to think about.

I know that there are a lot of fans who believe that Erwin’s dream is so intrinsic to who he is that he would be lost without it, and like you, they cite this scene in chapter 70 as evidence.  I've never believed that’s the case.  I think Erwin’s reply to Levi here is simply honest and pragmatic.  He’s not saying he has no interest in future plans, he’s just saying he’ll have to wait and see. Under the circumstances, that seems perfectly reasonable to me.

Anyway, I’m getting a bit off topic here.  You said that you can’t see Erwin being a parent because he values his freedom too much, it’s too great a responsibility, and having a family seems too mundane a fate for him. Raising children is certainly a responsibility, but it doesn’t have to be mundane, far from it.  I’ve never seen Erwin as the kind of man to avoid responsibility and I think it’s exactly his “think outside the box” qualities that would make him a brilliant, if unorthodox, parent. Erwin is a generous man with endless curiosity, I can see him as the kind of parent who would delight in children’s natural curiosity and encourage their sense of adventure. 

Having said all that, I suspect there is one thing that would prevent Erwin from becoming a parent; I don’t think he would believe himself worthy of the privilege of raising children.  Even if Erwin had survived the war and lived to see his father’s theories vindicated, I think he would still have carried a huge burden of guilt from his father’s death and that would have coloured his own view of his fitness to be a father himself. 

Thanks for your ask Anon, this is certainly an interesting question, and I hope you don’t mind if I partially disagree with your perspective. 

[scorbleeo]

Book Review: Savage Rivals

by Becca Steele

Source: Google Images

Asher Henderson.

Captain of the Highnam Academy football team, and the bane of my existence.

As Alstone High’s team captain, I’ve been pitted against him from the beginning, but our conflict isn’t only reserved for the pitch. Everyone knows we’re enemies. From our first encounter, our rivalry has been escalating, spiralling out of control.

Until one night when everything between us changed.

He pushed me too far, and we crossed a line that should never have been crossed.

Now, I can’t get him out of my head.

Can we ever be more than rivals, or are there too many obstacles in our way?

One thing I know for sure.

Things between us will never be the same again.

Source: Goodreads (2021)

Read Like an Early 2000s Romance YA-ish Novel

The premise of Savage Rivals wasn't that bad. Rivalling main characters, haters to lovers – literally because I could actually feel that they hated each other in the beginning. Really, the only problem I had was Steele's writing style. Unfortunately, because it's the writing style I disliked, I could not quite enjoy read Savage Rivals.

This is a quick paced and extremely short book, it should not have taken me long to finish it but it did. While reading Savage Rivals, I could only think about how amateur the writing felt. I am not expecting writing like Jane Austen or Emily Henry or even Penelope Douglas. Just give me something that does not scream childish. Yet the whole time I was reading this book, I thought it was written by a child writing fan-fiction. I might not read as much as I would like to, but I was honestly shocked when I found out this was a 2021 publication yet it felt like an early 21st century publication. Or you know, a bad teen romcom movie.

Due to that, there was a severe lack of development. I understand that to some people, the line separating hate and love is very thin but I would have liked to see something other than hatred between our two main characters before their first kiss. Like I mentioned earlier on, the hatred Asher and Levi had for each other was obvious and genuine. Unfortunately, during the haters to lovers period, I could not sense anything. It was as if, one second they truly hated each other and the next second, they could not hide their adoration for each other. There was simply no development there at all to justify the boys' feelings for each other. Personally, I felt that Asher's feelings for Levi's car had a better development, you could see Asher's distaste and gradually, a love for it.

I really wanted to like Savage Rivals but upon finishing it, it sadly does not deserve anything more than 2 stars.

Rating: ★★☆☆☆

[ao3feed-eremin]

A World With Titans

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by NoFacedPoet

This will be the best Levi Ackerman fan fiction you have ever read!

Words: 13310, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Attackontitan - Fandom, Attack on Titan, Shingekinokyojin - Fandom, Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan, Levi Ackerman - Fandom

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Levi Ackerman, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein

Relationships: Levi Ackerman/Original Female Character(s), Armin Arlert/Eren Yeager, Eren Yeager/Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Eventual Smut, Angst, Fluff, Eventual Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Soft Levi Ackerman, Levi Ackerman Needs a Hug, Levi Ackerman is Bad at Feelings, Possessive Levi Ackerman, Levi Ackerman is Whipped, Levi Ackerman is a Little Shit, Levi Ackerman Has PTSD, Levi Ackerman is in Denial, POV Levi Ackerman, Captain Levi Ackerman, POV Alternating, Titans

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[captainleviswifee]

Summer heats...

Tags: Modern AU Levi, established relationship, fem reader, summer, saturday, day offs, MDNI,

Please reblogg if you like this content!

Edit: you can use extensions, or apps to replace y/n with the name of your choice. I personally use interactivefics extensions, but let me know if you know others!

It's a Saturday summer and it's your day off. The heat waves of the glaring sun is upon you. Despite the sun setting down this afternoon, it did not discount to the simmering heat of the weather at all. The air is dry and warm, the air conditioning barely helping to the rising temperature. So you turn the fan on and wear comfortable clothing. You're wearing shorts that's nearly exposing your cheeks way above of your thighs. A lose thin cotton tank top that you'd usually wear under a blouse, or a dress. You are a conservative, a little reserved kind of person, but none of that matters against this sweltering heat. "Well I'm at home anyway, this is fine." You say as you wear the tank top on you. If not for common decency you would've gotten rid of your tank top and just go wearing bra or bra less in your home. It's just that you're not alone at home. Levi is with there with you too, he's not one to go hang outside on weekends, day offs or not. You just don't want to flash anyone with sudden nudity even if you're in a relationship with him.

You walk past behind him, his form wearing a thin lose shirt. Subtly outlining his toned form as he sits on the couch reading the news on his phone. You catch the headlines from over his shoulder, saying: 'Man collapses at work, doctors say the summer heat induced his hypertension.'

The both of you originally planned to hang out for today's day off, but the heat just took away all that mood for going outside. And decided to spend the day away from each other even just because of this heat.

"It's a little too hot isn't it? You want something cold?" You ask stealing glances at his focused blue gray eyes reading the news, offering him a cold drink to ease this heat. He catches your question, looking at you from the fringes of his dark bangs, with a nonchalant expression. "I want iced water please," He responds, and you push for a follow up, "Sure you don't want any iced tea?" His eyes dart sideways in contemplation for a moment. Seemingly tempted at the idea, before turning his gaze back to you to reply, "I prefer water today," He replies, he's never really one for carbonated drinks, alcohol, or juice. More often than not, his options just consists of tea, coffee, and water. And the only juice you actually see him drink is iced tea and nothing else.

"Alright, if you say so." You smile to yourself taking out two glasses for the both of you from the cupboard, placing it on the kitchen counter. Your form walk towards, the fridge getting a pitcher of cold water and poured it on the two glasses that's on the counter. You give the other to him, his eyes now glued to a book he just picked up. His blue gray eyes gazes up to you from behind his dark bangs that frames his face. "Thanks," He curtly responds, taking the glass of water from you hand. His fingers briefly brushing from your own, before he takes a sip and continued reading his book.

You take a peek at the book he's reading as you settle down on the other side of the couch beside him. He replies still focused on what he's reading, "Hm, crime fiction," He responds, his steel blue gaze finding you sitting comfortably, your head now resting on the arm of the couch as you prop up your phone to read something, "You?" He adds gruffly. "Webtoons, I'm liking this new find I saw so far." You reply, crossing your legs comfortably as you lay down on the other side of the couch. The exposed skin of your cheeks and inner thighs, catching up the warm air blowing from the fan.

You hear him close his book and put it down on the coffee table to crawl closer to you, "Oh? What's it about?" He asks, squeezing himself closer to you to take a look on your screen. You move a bit to give him room to share with you. "It's about a super nanny kind of protagonist finding a job, to babysit a mafia boss' son." You reply with a pleased look on your face. He reads along on your screen as you scroll, "And let me guess, you simp for the mafia boss right?" He replies his gaze displaying a deadpan expression. "Hah! Pretty much yea," You quip, "No surprises there," He sighs shaking his head with a slight smirk tugging on his face. He reads along now a little more invested in the webtoon the two of you are reading.

You feel him wrap his arms around you as he rests his chin on your shoulder. A much more comfortable position for the both of you as you read the webtoon in focused interest. His warm breath slow and gentle on the skin of your neck.

You two read a long, the webtoon now displaying a confrontation scene with a borderline romantic interaction between the nanny and the mafia boss. "Oh, that's an interesting development," He mumbles, the humming of his voice on your neck sending tingles on your spine.

"H-huh? Yea I know right. But it's not gonna progress to that until later chapters. That's how romance stories like these work," You say, fighting the urge not to get flustered at his voice and warm breath on your neck like this.

The webtoon panels now pulling up at the two characters having their faces a little too close to each other. Your heart quickens, not because of what the two of you are reading. But because of Levi's breath on your sensitive skin, the tingles his voice gives you as he whispers close to your ear his breath warming up your ear and your neck as he wraps his arm around your waist. You can't focus at all on what you're reading. "Your heart is beating fast, you really like this story hm?" He comments further, his voice low on your ear, vibrating through your neck, and sending tingles down your spine. "Levi...stop it," You tell him. You know exactly what he's doing. "Stop what?" He asks pulling away as little as he'd allow himself as his blue gray irises looks at you quizzically from his dark fringes. "I'm not doing anything," He curtly responds snuggling close with you again a subtle smirk playing on his lips momentarily. He caught you off guard after he plants a kiss on your neck.

Now this is where you put down your phone. "Not doing anything huh?" You say wrapping your arms around him in return, your cheeks a little ticklish from that kiss alone. "Mhm," He replies his voice vibrating against your sensitive skin as he snuggles closer to your neck, before moving up to whisper in your ear. His voice rough and low, "Like you're not swaying that ass of yours as you walk past me earlier," You're eyes widen, "Huh? I wasn't." You reply a whisper. "You're not?" He asks, planting another kiss on your neck, his hands wandering to find your ass cheeks. "Lies. If so, you have no business waking up this hot." He finishes his words, his hands squeezing your ass. "Fuck," You sigh a quiet groan as you feel something hard and throbbing up against your exposed thighs.

It seems like the weather is not the only thing in heat this summer.

[theamberwriter]

I made a TikTok reading an excerpt from The Perfect Blend over on TikTok - probably the cringiest thing I’ve done as an adult. Please watch, lmao

[ao3feed-doctorxrose]

Infinite DC: "Starship Galactica"

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by LivingStoneWriter

Coming off a successful trip to 1941 London involving an "Empty Child," the Doctor and Rose (along with newcomer, Captain Jack Harkness) stumble on a mystery within one of the realms of the Infinite DC. Their paths cross with Elvira, the self-proclaimed "Mistress of the Dark" and host of the Movie Macabre, who also happens to be the 24th incarnation of Neas, the Gladiator of Gallifrey and friend/pupil of the Doctor. Together, these two Time Lords resolve an unusual conflict involving humans, bugs, and an old enemy of Elvira's from the Cyber War - the dreaded Cylons.

Words: 0, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 6 of Infinite DC: The Comic

Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005), Doctor Who & Related Fandoms, Battlestar Galactica (2003), Starship Troopers (Movies), Elvira Mistress of the Dark (1988)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Ninth Doctor (Doctor Who), Elvira (Elvira Mistress of the Dark), Rose Tyler, Jack Harkness, William Adama, Kara "Starbuck" Thrace, Lee "Apollo" Adama, Gaius Baltar, Number Six (BSG 2003), Johnny Rico, Dizzy Flores, Carmen Ibanez, Ace Levy, Laura Roslin, Sharon "Boomer" Valerii, Various Cylon(s), Vincent Talbot, The Doctor's TARDIS, TARDIS(es) (Doctor Who)

Relationships: Ninth Doctor/Rose Tyler, Gaius Baltar/Number Six (BSG 2003)

Additional Tags: Doctor Who References, Time War (Doctor Who), Doctor Who Feels, Regeneration (Doctor Who), Ninth Doctor Era, POV Ninth Doctor, Time Lords and Ladies (Doctor Who), Battlestar Galactica References, Battlestar Galactica - Ship, So Say We All - Battlestar Galactica Phrase, Comic, Fan Comics, Science Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Action, Adventure, Action/Adventure, Cylons (BSG), Robots, Killer Robots, Outer Space, Space Battles, IN SPACE!, Team TARDIS, Travelling in the TARDIS (Doctor Who), Jack Harkness Flirts, Mortal Jack Harkness, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Multiverse

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[themrsackerman]

“What’s left if we run and hide?” should have been, “In the madness of it all, I choose you.”

[fresa-luna]

His

Levi x reader

Loosing never gets easier, and although he’s lost so much it became a familiar feeling over the years. His family, friends, everyone closest to him eventually died. In this horrible world nothing was granted for long especially not to him. He had blood on his hands, but he was humanities strongest, humanities hero and that was enough.

It was enough until you came along.

You were everything he wasn’t, sweet, soft, you were light . That’s the only way he could put it, he was all cloudy, dark, empty, somber... and you were all bright, sunshine, celestial even.

Could he ever be enough for a person like you?

- yes, yes you are enough Levi, more than enough actually

Those are the words you always repeated to him he believed them for a while but constantly needed that reminder, especially after expeditions. When the ones alive came back with the bodies of their fallen comrades. When their deaths laid heavy on his shoulders, the blood of them coating heavily on his cape.

You never failed to ground him. To make him feel human once again.

- Just hold me.

and so you did, you always will. Because you are his and he will always be yours.

[mrstaeminlee]

Mission Complete Ch. 5

You had two goals in life. One: Complete your squad training without dying. Two: Fuck Levi Ackerman

Pairings: Levi/f!reader

Warnings: Swearing, eventual smut, lmk if I need to add anything~

You wouldn't consider yourself a believer in God; you always attributed your good luck to just that with a touch of hard work and a stubborn as hell mindset; yet somehow you found yourself thanking whatever higher power existed as you sat down. By some fucking miracle you had convinced Levi to join you at the bar where you were currently nursing your fourth glass of wine. You weren't completely trashed, but you had definitely forgotten the effect that wine had on you and you were feeling bold as fuck.

"So Cap, what's the plan from here?"

Levi rolled his eyes, taking a long swig from his own glass. He'd opted for whiskey, because 'that shit you're drinking tastes like rotten ass'. "I've told you at least three times since we got here you idiot, once your alcoholic ass drags itself to bed we'll wake up at first light and begin the walk back to camp and hope your horse is smarter than you and ran back to camp. If not, we're fucked."

You pouted. "The fuck I am."

He raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

You sighed. At this point, you were tired, you were wet -still not in an enjoyable fashion although you had mostly dried off by now-, you were tired, and you were also considerably tipsy next to your captain who also happened to be the subject of each and every one of your graphic sexual fantasies over the past year. In other words, you didn't give one single fuck. "Cap, can I completely honest with you?"

"Aren't you already?"

"Not exactly. Your second in command is in desperate need of a good fucking, and soon."

Levi chuckled, leaning back in his chair. He looked delectable dressed in his casual clothes, he was wearing black pants that fit nice and snug against those juicy ass thighs, and you were certain that the top two buttons of his white shirt had been buttoned when you walked into the bar. "Is that so? What are you, fifteen?"

"I'll have you know that I'm a spritely young twenty eight year old, thank you very much."

The captain scoffed, finishing off his glass and waving to the barmaid for refills for the both of you. "That's even more pitiful. You should consider having some actual priorities instead of spending your time fantasizing about such a filthy activity."

You had just finished taking a long swig from your glass when all of a sudden that vital, precious information Christa had let slip decided to waltz its way back into your brain, and before you could stop it a big, stupid smile spread across your face. Taking another drink as to not alarm the captain, you decided now was as good a time as any to have a little bit of fun. "Aw come on. Even a clean freak like you has to appreciate a good lay every now and then. Sure, things can get a little hot and dirty, but don't you think it's worth it?" Your voice dripped down to almost a purr at the end, and you felt a delicious shiver run up your arms at the way Levi began to look mildly uncomfortable.

His silence only fueled your drunken bravery and you dared to scoot a little bit closer, resting your arm along the table and even being so bold as to make sure your breasts were nice and pushed up against the table. "Don't get shy now, cap, you don't have to keep secrets from me," you cooed, mirth making your body feel weightless as he desperately downed the rest of his drink while waving for yet another refill. How many had he had now, six? Seven? Surely he would be feeling something by now. "You're downing that whiskey like water, you sure the bar has enough stocked to keep you satisfied?"

Levi shrugged, raising his eyebrows in thanks as more drinks were placed in front of you two. "I've told you a million times, you know I hate that name. And it takes a lot more than a few glasses of whiskey to get me drunk. You, on the other hand, look like you've about had enough," he tried to make his voice seem stern, but it was pretty fucking hard looking at that flushed face and those tits just begging to burst out of that shirt. It didn't help that he'd plowed through eight glasses of whiskey trying to distract himself, and they had chosen this precise moment to hit him with their full effects.

"Then what should I call you then? Captain just sounds boooooooring."

You grinned then, downing the last of your wine. "Am I cool enough to call you by just your name? Levi?" You tested his name on your tongue, expecting it to taste different by speaking it in front of him. You licked your lips as if to savor the taste. "Leeeeeviiiii," you repeated slowly, giggling and bringing a hand up to cover your mouth.

Levi visibly straightened the moment you said his name, cursing himself for finishing his drink as he now had nothing to cover the pathetic cough that left his throat. He tried to ignore the flush that warmed its way up his neck, the way your name sounded from your lips curling in his ears and giving him goosebumps. He cleared his throat once more, trying to regain his sense of dignity before he did something that he knew he wouldn't regret, but also probably would.

"Come on, you go cool off outside while I pay the tab, it's getting late and we need to sleep this off before we head back."

You clumsily threw your bag over your shoulder, humming a made up tune as you made your way outside. The air was cold but the alcohol dulled your discomfort. You took a look around the block, it was dark and empty, with almost everyone in bed by now. You had no idea what time it was but based on the fact that the sky was almost pitch black you surmised you two had spent quite a bit of time drinking. You were jolted out of your daydreaming by Levi suddenly appearing beside you, rolling his eyes.

"Tch. You dumbass. Your nose is bright pink, why didn't you bring a jacket? You're going to die if you don't start taking better care of yourself," he chided, sliding off his own black jacket and all but throwing it at you.

You greedily slipped your arms into it, your thirst returning with a vengeance as you reveled in the fact that you were wearing Levi's jacket. His scent filled your nostrils, the warmth from his body that clung to the jacket blanketing your skin and in that moment you really did feel like a fifteen year old girl because you swore your heart had been beating at a normal pace just a second ago. "Well I never took you to be such a gentleman Mr. Ackerman," you quipped, mimicking the way you heard the rich people within the walls talk. Thankful for being able to blame your pink cheeks on the cold, you let the wine control your actions as you linked your arms with his, giggling again at his surprised grunt.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"Why, I'm allowing you to escort me to my sleeping quarters of course!" You announced, taking note that he had made no attempt to unlink your arms. You walked in a comfortable silence the short walk to the hotel, giving a hearty salute to the young man at the desk. You begrudgingly pulled away when he stopped in front of your room, pausing for a moment before reaching to slip his jacket off your shoulders.

"Don't."

You halted for a moment, meeting his eyes. "Don't what?"

You were beginning to feel surprisingly sober now.

Levi awkwardly cleared his throat again, and you didn't even have the heart to tease him about it. "Th-The jacket," your eyes widened at his voice. Did the great Captain Levi just stutter? "Just keep it for now. You can wear it on the way back and give it to me when we return to headquarters," he felt another wave of heat creep up his neck and he clenched his jaw. "B-Besides, it's filthy now, don't give it back until you've cleaned it properly." Jesus Christ since when did he fucking stutter all the time?

You stayed quiet, your hands lowering themselves to rest at your sides.

You were drunk.

You felt completely sober.

You took in his eyes, his face, his body.

Before you could talk yourself out of it you reached forward, grabbing his hand in yours, and you both sucked in a breath at the feeling of your skin finally touching.

You kept your eyes trained on his, wondering where you had found the courage to muster up the words about to leave your mouth.

"Come inside, Levi."

tags: @levisbebe, @dannylothbrok, @sueshiishell, @anackermangirl, @ackermanluvr