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nobody’s fault but mine (pt. 2)

Levi wouldn’t really be Levi if he knew how to handle his intense feelings for you.

pairing. levi x fem!reader AND a little bit of jean x fem!reader (b/c once again i am a slut 4 jean too)

warnings. some fluff, language (b prepared for a lot of the f-bomb)

a/n. hi sorry 4 the long wait, life is a little hectic rn (it’s snowing n our power has been going out on n off for the past few days lmfao also school b lowkey kicking my ass) BUT i wanted 2 say thank u so so much 4 all ur feedback to part 1 it was so so so unexpected n sweet n flattering i literally still can’t wrap my head around it. i would rly appreciate some feedback 2 this one too since this is A LOT more levi n i actually adored writing him but i would luv 2 know what u guys think of my characterization of him (im a little nervy) but yes feedback is encouraged! this is kinda long but a lot happens so i rly hope u guys appreciate this n enjoy it bc it took me so long 2 write n rewrite it heheheh (side note 4 the sake of age n everything, all the 104th cadets r actually 18+ including our cute lil reader) also! pls continue 2 request more levi ok that’s it 4 now enjoy!

“Rise and shine, sleeping beauty.”

“Jean!”

The hushed voices stirred you out of the pleasant state of unconsciousness you had been in. A sharp pain shot through your head as you slowly opened your eyes, blinking quickly to adjust to the bright light. You flexed your fingers subtly as an attempt to gain awareness of yourself and your surroundings. Once you were comfortable, you slowly turned your head to your right and saw a scene you had grown painfully familiar with– Jean arguing with someone. The victim of the week was Armin, and you almost wanted to laugh at the quick back-and-forth between the two.

“Your bedside manner… sucks,” you managed to mumble. You cringed at the uncharacteristic hoarseness of your voice.

“There she is!” Jean exclaimed, shooting a victorious smirk at Armin, before fondly looking down at you, as he moved closer to your side.

You heard multiple gasps of your name, and you quickly turned your head to your left, before regretting it due to the sharp pang that followed in your head. Nevertheless, you mustered up as bright a smile as you could, looking at your friends who had all taken various positions throughout the room. Eren was the first to your bed, embracing you tightly.

“That was scary,” he softly mumbled your name, before pulling back, “Don’t do that again.”

The concern on his face startled you momentarily, and you couldn’t help but avert your eyes. You blinked quickly before looking up and shyly smiling at Eren.

“I’ll keep that in mind for next time.”

You then looked up at your fellow cadets, who stood surrounding your small bed in the infirmary. Your love for these people sat heavily in your chest, and you beamed up at them, before you realized you were in the infirmary.

“What happened?” you genuinely asked, your husky voice taking you by surprise again.

“Oh, I’ll tell you what happened!” Jean scowled, crossing his arms in anger, “That little bastard—”

“Jean, you can’t say that about the Captain!” Sasha chided, looking sideways in fear as if to emphasize her point.

“Captain, my ass!”

You attempted to stifle your giggling, yet your mood significantly dropped upon remembering Levi’s treatment towards you this past month. You tried to conceal your obviously bothered expression, but you felt a hand softly ruffle your hair. You looked up and smiled at Reiner.

“Don’t sweat it, kiddo, I’m sure he’ll tone down the punishments after this,” he reassured, obviously mistaking your dejection over your unreciprocated feelings for Levi for something else.

Appreciating the gesture, you continued to smile up at him while nodding softly. Reiner had a comforting presence, and you felt your mood brighten slightly.

“Fingers crossed,” you deadpanned, earning a soft laugh from Bertholdt, who had taken a seat at the foot of your bed.

Jean’s relentless bashing of the Captain continued, as Sasha, Connie, and Armin attempted to calm him down, warning him about the consequences they’d all have to face if word got back to Levi. Eren gritted his teeth in irritation, as he glared up at Jean, threatening to “knock him out if he didn’t shut up,” while Mikasa had silently moved around the chaos to rest her calloused hand on your own, silently squeezing as a gesture of comfort. You squeezed back.

“Look, all I’m saying is he obviously has it out for her. She’s a better soldier than all of us– even you, titan boy— and it’s still not good enough? I call bullshit!”

“I think he’s just trying to be a good teacher, I’m sure there’s a lot I can still improve on,” you justified, and all eyes turned to you.

“There’s not,” Mikasa bluntly stated, leaving no room for argument.

Your friends all agreed, and you scrunched your nose playfully to conceal the warmth that had spread throughout your body at their praise. You worked hard to get where you were– there was a satisfaction in knowing that all of your effort wasn’t going unacknowledged.

“Jean-boy’s right—”

“Bastard!”

“—Captain Levi has been unnecessarily cruel to her, and we’ve all noticed it!” Eren’s fists clenched in anger as he ignored Jean’s yelling.

“But the Captain isn’t the type to hold grudges or act impulsively, so I think there’s something deeper to it,” Armin reasoned, apologetically glancing at you in case his words offended you.

You nodded softly, not wanting to worsen your headache; however, it didn’t really matter when Jean’s painfully loud voice retaliated almost immediately.

“He overworked her to the point of her passing out from exhaustion and severe dehydration!” His eyebrows furrowed in anger, and his sandy brown hair bounced with his every move.

You winced from the pain in your head, and the movement didn’t go unnoticed by Reiner, who glanced at you from where he stood.

“Jean— inside voice, yeah?” Reiner softly spoke, subtly tilting his head down towards you. Jean’s gaze softened and concern replaced the anger on his contorted features, as he apologized to you.

“Yeah, seriously, what are you getting so worked up for?” Connie innocently asked, before a knowing look crossed his features. He turned to his partner-in-crime, and the two donned shit-eating grins as they turned back to Jean.

“Right, that’s why.”

Bertholdt, whose lanky body had been horizontally lying across the bed comfortably, sat up onto his elbows and cluelessly asked, “What’s why?”

Sasha’s smile widened, and she crossed her arms, mimicking Connie’s knowing smirk. “It’s because Jean-boy, here, is sweet on our dear little—”

“Would you shut up!” Jean yelled louder than before, fists shaking in anger. His face was flushed an impossible shade of red, and you would’ve joined in on the laughter, had your head not exploded from the pain.

You were fully aware of the incessant teasing Jean received regarding his relationship with you, and you would honestly be lying if you said you didn’t get a kick out of it as well. Deciding to spare your friend today, you sent a good-natured smile to him, hoping that would be enough to quell his frustration.

Had you not turned to converse with Eren, you wouldn’t have missed Jean’s dazed smile.

While talking to Eren, your mind briefly drifted to Levi and the situation that was weighing heavily on you. You didn’t want to believe that the Captain hated you– you desperately grasped onto your excuse that he was simply a harsh teacher. And yet, you knew there was something more to it.

In a panic-driven moment, you momentarily wondered if he had somehow found out about your feelings for him. You remembered him telling you about his upbringing— you knew better than most that Levi and confessions of love did not go together... at all. Before you could further dig yourself deeper into the pitiful hole you had been in the past month, a painfully familiar voice broke through your intrusive thoughts.

“You know how loud you are? This isn’t a damn daycare.”

“Sir!”

All conversation in the room came to an abrupt halt. You couldn’t help but grow amused at the sight of Eren and Bertholdt scrambling off your bed to stand and salute their superior. Your small smile was wiped off your face when your eyes met stormy grey ones. You quickly looked down, before inhaling quickly and swiftly pulling your bedsheets back. You attempted to muster as much strength as you could, ignoring the multiple eyes on you. You gracefully stood up from the bed, and turned to Levi, managing the salute as well. You slowly looked up at him.

“Sir,” you shakily mumbled, internally cringing once again at the uncharacteristic rasp to your voice.

You received proud looks of admiration from your friends, though Jean’s remained more concerned than proud. Idiot! he thought to himself. We know you’re strong, now’s not the time to prove it!

Levi, meanwhile, had tried his very best to suppress the guilt that had been eating away at him for the past day; however, it had only worsened when he saw you and heard your weak voice. Upon making eye contact with you, he almost wanted to fall to his knees and apologize profusely for everything he had put you through, audience be damned.

Levi had spent the better half of the day pacing around your room in the infirmary wing of the Scout Regiment’s base, lost deeply in his thoughts, as his concern for you weighed heavily in his heart. After a few more hours of pacing, he had finally come to the conclusion that he was an idiot (a grade A, unique brand of idiot all in a league of his very own), and that he was in love with you.

Where the first realization annoyed him to high heaven, the second one brought him a sense of peace that was only heightened every time he had looked at your unconscious form.

Levi, uncomfortable with the amount of self-actualizing he had done that day, had left the room after softly caressing your cheek, hoping to convey all of his guilt and apologies and love into the simple gesture. Once he was away from the infirmary wing of the base, he inhaled deeply, itching for the comfort of a cup of warm tea. On his way to the mess hall, he had passed by your friends from the 104th, all undoubtedly on their way to see you. Levi’s eyebrow had slightly risen upon noticing the varying looks of defiance and anger on each of their faces. He had remained unfazed, his half-lidded eyes looking away, as if he hadn’t even seen them at all.

Somehow, it was harder to face them now with you standing amongst them.

His face retained its usual impassive and bored expression, yet it momentarily faltered when he noticed you slightly stumble from where you were standing next to the hospital bed. Levi’s heartbeat quickened, and he made a subtle move to rush over to you to catch you for the second time that day, but Jean was quicker. The taller man had been keeping a watchful eye on you, and had quickly dropped his salute to stand behind you and steady your slightly uncoordinated form. You comfortably relaxed backwards into his arms as you sent a grateful smile up at him, and he softly smiled back in response, leading you back to the bed.

Levi was both relieved and a little fucking pissed off.

“Visiting hours are over— I need to talk to the brat,” he lazily said, authority ringing loudly and clearly in his command.

For the first time in all his years of captaining the scouts, there was a quick hesitation after his command.

Levi raised an unamused eyebrow at each of the cadets, silently challenging them to disobey him. Despite his threatening aura, he wouldn’t blame any of your friends if they were to defy Levi. The Captain deserved it for his treatment of you— he’d take it like a man.

Your eyes widened in surprise when your friends subtly glanced at you, silently asking if it was okay to leave you alone with him. Upon hearing Levi’s request to talk to you, your heart had begun to uncontrollably race and you swore you could feel it in your throat. You were disappointed in yourself for growing excited at finally being able to talk to him.

Blinking quickly, your cheeks grew hot under everyone’s gazes, so you reassuringly smiled at your eight friends, and you once again felt the genuine love you had for them erupt within your heart.

Ever the peacemaker of the group, Armin signaled for the rest to follow him out of the room, and they each uncertainly walked behind him. Mikasa squeezed your hand once more before following closely behind Eren, who sent you an encouraging smile. Bertholdt subtly sent a thumbs up to you, while Reiner winked at you as he looked over his broad shoulder. Your smile widened; however, it faltered when your eyes met Jean’s. His irritated expression worried you, yet before you could respond, he turned away and walked past Levi.

Levi had to give it to Jean— not many people had the balls to openly glare at the Captain.

Once everyone was gone, the tension within the room increased tenfold. You looked at Levi, and you bit your lip in contemplation, anticipating what he would say. Many thoughts rang through your head.

Was it another punishment? Was he going to yell at me? Did he find out about my fee–

“How do you feel?”

You almost had to pinch yourself. After one month of barely any interactions with your friend— if you were still even allowed to call him that— you realized how starved you were for pleasant conversation with Levi.

“I’ve been better,” you breathed out, still cautious. “How… how do you feel?”

Even after such an unpleasant experience, your unwavering kindness shone just as brightly. Levi’s heart ached so sweetly, and he internally groaned upon realizing how fucking whipped he was.

He silently stepped forward, pulling a seat to the side of your bed. Once he was seated, Levi looked into your eyes, and you felt your breath hitch at the intensity of the swirl of emotions dancing within his normally cold eyes. He exhaled softly.

You noticed how tired he looked.

“Just peachy.”

There was a pregnant pause, and you came to realize that there was just too much you wanted to say to him, and you didn’t know where to start. Your soft eyes held his sharp gaze.

“You scared the shit out of me, brat.”

Your heart involuntarily skipped a beat, and your eyes widened in response.

“I did?” you internally slapped yourself at your stupid response.

“Yeah. You did.”

“Sorry, sir,” you softly mumbled.

“Levi… just Levi.”

The Levi in front of you was a completely different man from the one who you’ve had the pleasure of interacting with over the past month. You thought back to your friends and their anger at your mistreatment, and you thought of the many unfair punishments, cold shoulder treatments, and overworking during training (despite you being second only to Humanity’s Strongest, himself). Slowly, your incredulity at being treated like a lapdog began to dim and was replaced by your growing indignation. Though you were no stranger to standing up for yourself, you still felt your anxiety skyrocket as you looked back up at your superior.

“Do you hate me, Captain? Did I… did I do something?”

And there it was.

Levi knew the question would come up at some point, and yet he still felt ill-prepared in his response. He knew this was a big step for you— in the whole year that he’s gotten to know you, he learned how much you hated confrontation. You blatantly ignoring his request and choosing to address him by his title caught his attention, and he frowned. When he looked into your slightly watery eyes, a warmth spread throughout his chest, and he had to clear his throat.

“Don’t say shit like that, you haven’t done anything.”

Levi wanted to punch himself— he was never good with words.

You, however, weren’t fazed by the manner in which he spoke. You had fallen for the man, harsh words and all.

“Then why have you—” you paused as you momentarily lost your voice.

Levi thought it was cute (to be fair, he found everything about you endearing), yet he knew it would be inappropriate to openly admire you when you were so clearly upset with him.

“Sorry,” you grew embarrassed and licked your lips, “It’s just… well, why have you been ignoring me? And— and yelling at me? We stopped drinking tea together, and practicing in the forests. You don’t even acknowledge me when I talk to you! I’m sure you have a really good reason, sir, but I just—”

Levi detested the sick feeling of guilt that churned within his heart. In hindsight, he really should’ve thought it through before he began his little plan of distancing himself from you. How else was he supposed to tell you oh, everyone in the fucking Scout Regiment wants you, and so do I, but I haven’t done anything about it because I’m a pussy, so I just decided to take it out on you and wallow in my own self-pity like the sad little man I am, without sounding like he was deranged.

“—I just miss you.”

Levi’s eyes widened a fraction of an inch, and his breath hitched. This time it was the sincerity in your eyes that made him look away quickly.

“I…”

I’ve missed you too, dammit.

At his lack of a response, your eyebrows furrowed, and your irritation grew. Your small hands balled the soft bedsheet, and you swallowed to soften the burn in your throat before speaking.

“Why did you even come here?” you scoffed indignantly, attempting to mask your hurt, “Was it to just to yell at me some more? Oh, I know! Maybe I need to run through training ten more times again, right?”

The guilt churned even more in his chest, and Levi seriously wanted to punch himself. He willed himself to say something— anything— but he felt speechless in front of you.

“Levi,” you hoarsely spoke with desperation, and he looked into your watery eyes. “Say something, please.”

It was as if you had read his mind, and a slight feeling of reassurance quelled the storm in his heart; you really were the only one for him. As he met your eyes— your beautiful, enchanting eyes— he felt his self-hatred skyrocket at the amount of hurt in them. He had grown used to seeing them filled with humor, kindness, and a soft edge that was rare to find nowadays. Yet seeing them filled with such pain and hurt was unsettling, and Levi went mute for the fifth time that day.

You nodded in understanding when he failed to say anything, and your heart clenched. Jean had been right— you were nothing more than a lovesick puppy. You blinked quickly as a poor attempt to conceal your tears, yet nothing ever escaped the Captain’s attention.

His gaze softened, and Levi found out something else about himself— he really didn’t like seeing you cry.

“Shit, please don’t cry,” he tenderly mumbled, as he leaned closer to you and gently cupped your face to wipe away your tears with the pads of his thumb.

Your breath hitched and your full lips involuntarily parted. You relished in the warmth of his touch, and you wanted nothing more than to lean into his comforting hand. Your name fell from his lips, and you felt yourself come back to reality. Remembering just how you had gotten into this situation, you decided to stand your ground. Despite everything in your body begging to give in and accept this moment with the Captain, you stood unwavering in your decision.

You gently grabbed his large hand with both your hands, and moved it away from your face and into your lap. You held it there loosely and delicately rubbed your fingers over his hand soothingly before eventually stopping, and looking back up at him.

His usual bored expression was long gone, and in its place was a very tender and vulnerable expression. A storm was brewing in his grey eyes, and you distantly remembered stargazing once with him. You had desperately wished you could read his thoughts— somehow, you had found his daunting eyes more fascinating than the starry sky. You felt an ache in your heart at the intimate memories, and you really really wished Levi loved you the way you love him.

“You know what, Levi? It doesn’t even matter if you hate me, because—” you inhaled sharply.

This has to be done, you reassured yourself, or else you’d be subjecting yourself to an onslaught of hurt and heartbreak.

“—Because I hate you.”

Your lip quivered and your broken voice faltered. And of course, Levi noticed.

His eyes darted down to your lips at the slight movement. His hands had stilled, and he decided that getting eaten by a damn titan would be much less painful than this.

And then he’s looking at you. You looked back at him, yet he’s looking at you— through you— in that way that makes you want to hide and hold your ground at the same time.

“Right,” Levi drawled, and you knew he didn’t believe you (hell, you were unconvinced yourself). His eyes reverted back to their cold nature, and he ran a hand through his hair, allowing the silky strands to softly land against his forehead.

He stood up, and wordlessly gave you a onceover. Under his scrutiny, you felt yourself grow insecure, but deep down you desperately hoped he’d stay. You bit your bottom lip in apprehension, and Levi’s eyes softened at the sight of your nervous habit.

How is it that he could kill titans all the livelong day yet when it came to this sweet girl, so small and disarming, he couldn’t even utter a single word?

Levi had never felt more pathetic. He peered down at you, momentarily debating whether it would be right for him to attempt one last thing before finally deciding fuck it, and gently cupping your cheek for the third time that day, bending down, and pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. He gingerly inhaled your enticing scent, appreciating how even after the hell he had put you through, you still smelled so alluring.

You were positive that Levi could hear your heartbeat. You blinked many times in disbelief, as he pulled away and sent one last lingering gaze down at you.

Levi slightly smirked at the pretty blush that had colored your cheeks, his half-lidded eyes drinking in the mesmerizing sight of you sitting up in your bed and gaping up at him, your cheeks flushed and wet with the remnants of your tears. He turned around and silently left the room.

He had ignored every part of his body that begged him to stay.

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“Shut up, I can barely hear them!”

“Ow— Bertholdt, you’re stepping on my foot!”

“Oh, sorry.”

“Watch it, horse face!”

“Eren.”

“You piece of shit, I’m—”

The piece of bread that had been tightly held in Sasha’s grip suddenly fell to the floor. Everyone went silent.

“Holy shit, I think… I think he just kissed her.”

Jean really hoped Sasha was wrong.

He decided to ignore the fact that her freakishly good hearing bordered on supernatural, so there was really no way she could’ve been wrong with a mere wooden door standing between her and the conversation.

“I knew there was something going on between them! Reiner— pay up.”

Reiner muttered several curses under his breath as he pulled out a hefty stack of cash from his pocket. Connie’s grin widened.

Armin had glanced up at Jean, slightly alarmed at the dark expression on his face. Before he could comfort his friend, the door suddenly opened. Everyone scrambled to straighten themselves up, attempting to act like they hadn’t been just eavesdropping on the entire conversation between you and the Captain.

A chorus of sir’s rang throughout the large hallway, and Levi grew amused at the sight before him. His lips twitched upwards, and the cadets had to almost physically stop their mouths from dropping open at the sight. Levi’s ghost of a smile disappeared when his eyes met Jean’s seething ones.

The two held each other’s gazes, Levi’s expression being cool, while Jean’s had been irritated. Levi was not a fucking idiot; he knew the kid was in love with you.

Join the fucking club.

Levi, realizing that this was the exact reason he had gotten himself into that mess with you and not really wanting to sour his somewhat good mood, looked away from Jean to nod at the group of your friends.

“As you were.”

He brushed past Jean, his gaze as intimidating as ever, as he silently walked down the hallway. Jean’s fists clenched tightly. Once Levi had turned the corner, the group exploded into chatter, their reactions varying from stunned to adoring.

Jean really really fucking hoped Sasha was wrong.

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Your horse trotted proudly through the vast landscape, the wind blew through your open hair, your friends teased each other amicably, and your excitement grew at finally being cleared to join the scouts on their next expedition. Though you hadn’t been getting much sleep lately, and you’ve been a little too preoccupied to eat much, nothing could bring your mood down at this moment.

You were alongside your friends as you all followed the section commanders as their horses galloped into the edge of the forest. The mission for today was to exterminate any titans who had wandered too close to the walls. A simple mission, and you were more than capable.

You had been in a great mood.

Until your eyes landed on Levi.

He had been further up, leading his own squad. He had turned around to respond to Gunther, and that’s when his eyes had met yours. Your internal conflict grew, and you ultimately ended up averting your eyes and ignoring him, deciding to maintain your cold treatment towards him.

Him kissing your head had only further confused you, despite the sweet butterflies you felt every time you thought back to it. Levi’s treatment towards you had unexpectedly changed since that day in the infirmary, and it had reverted to the way it was before his sudden aversion to you, though there was something much sweeter in his actions. You swore you were getting whiplash.

Though he had been significantly kinder to you, you had held your ground, unrelenting in your declaration. Part of you was terrified that if you gave in and became comfortable, he’d suddenly return back to the yelling, the punishments, and the overworking. Part of you also didn’t want to face reality— your feelings were unreciprocated, and they would only serve to bring you a world of heartache and sadness.

Your cold shoulder towards him was nothing compared to the way he had treated you. Yours mainly consisted of avoiding him, and when that wasn’t an option and you had to interact with him, you kept it civil and short. Your heart would ache, but you knew it was for the best. It helped that Jean would offer approving smiles and words of encouragement, even going as far as to smirk when you had ignored the Captain.

Levi, meanwhile, had frowned when he noticed that you ignored him. Again.

In all honesty, he did deserve it, but that didn’t mean it still didn’t hurt like a bitch. He grew irked at your display. Levi hoped you would understand that him kissing your head and showing affection towards you was his grand confession of love. You knew he was shit with words, and he hoped that that would be enough.

He was sadly fucking mistaken.

His attention had been on you the whole mission. Even when the scouts had to dismount from the horses to use the ODM gear through the trees, he had somehow managed to keep a watchful eye on you. You were graceful as ever as you flew through the trees, though his observing gaze noticed that your reaction time was noticeably slower than normal. He had also noticed the dark circles under your usually bright eyes, and he grew worried upon noticing your overall state.

Levi, himself, wasn’t faring much better. He was getting virtually no sleep, running completely on caffeine, adrenaline, and pure will, yet he still made sure he was in excellent shape when it came to these missions— humanity was resting on his shoulders, after all.

The firing of a flare gun in the distance indicated that the group would be encountering titans— a lot of titans— from the left. The soldiers prepared, all eyes focused on the left. You had conveniently taken up the right-most end of the formation, and your attention had also been on the left, your blades held tightly in your hands.

It was only by chance that Levi decided to glance down at you as he soared above you in the middle of the formation. Your eyes met once again, and Levi’s heart lurched at the beautiful sight, when movement behind you immediately caught his attention. A large abnormal with the ability to jump from tree to tree had suddenly appeared and made an attempt to grab you. Your attention had been solely on Levi, so you hadn’t noticed, especially over the roar of the wind in your ears.

Levi’s eyes widened, and he yelled out your name. The rich baritone of his deep voice reached your ears, and you turned slightly behind you, yet you reacted too slowly. Your body jerked backwards, flying so far from the group. You flew through the air at such a great speed that it took you by surprise when you slammed against a tree as the wires of your ODM gear grew tangled. The abnormal had missed you— barely. Your head slammed against the tree and you felt the wind knocked out of your body at the impact.

You whimpered at the hell of a hospital stay you’d have to face after this.

The abnormal almost seemed to be grinning wider upon realizing that it had successfully subdued you. You attempted to quickly stand up, though your body yelled in agony at the movement. Willing yourself to fight back, you shakily stood up, tightly gripping your blades that had miraculously not fallen to the ground throughout the struggle. You winced at the searing pain that shot through your head, yet you clenched your teeth in determination. Realizing that your gear was broken and therefore useless, you quickly discarded yourself of it, and felt some of the tension in your body alleviate now that you were significantly lighter.

“The hell is she doing?” Jean yelled incredulously from his spot next to Levi, and the other members of the group looked on in shock as they all attempted to make it to you in time.

“She’s fighting back,” Levi spoke through gritted teeth, his worry for you eating him alive. His eyebrows were furrowed in stress and anxiety, and he was now soaring impossibly fast through the trees in order to reach you.

Stupid brat. Stupid, resilient, little brat.

“Attagirl!” Oluo and Eld cheered, and Petra shoved them, warning them to stop their blatant ogling in the middle of a dangerous mission. They skillfully dodged her attack, grinning at their adept use of the ODM gear.

A noise towards the side caught their attention, and the group realized the titans they had been anticipating were now in sight. Levi coolly assessed the shitty situation, before commanding that most of the soldiers take care of the titans, while Levi, his squad, and some of the 104th’s cadets would assist you. The group split up, and Levi turned his attention back to you, his heart thumping against his chest.

As the titan made a move to grab you, you exhaled quickly to focus before skillfully jumping onto its elongated arm and running quickly towards its nape. You were defying gravity as you gained speed the higher you went. The titan wasn’t stupid, and it began to grab you with its other arm, yet you anticipated its move. You lithely dodged it, executing a quick front flip as you narrowly escaped its grasp once again.

This was it!

You saw your opening. You leaped forward and pushed your feet against its shoulder as hard as you could, soaring high up in the air above the titan. Muscle memory served you well, and you thought back to the training circuit that had mimicked a situation almost exactly like this one. You gracefully began to spin yourself faster and faster, your cape billowing behind you as you finally readied your blades for the final blow. You yelled out, as your head pain worsened. As a result, your maneuver faltered slightly, almost imperceptible to the human eye. The titan noticed.

It lashed a large hand out again, attempting to grab you, but it accidentally slapped your body away. You cried out in pain, and you flew in the direction of your friends, hurtling towards the ground. You were falling so fast, and you felt yourself grow dizzy from being chucked around so much in the last five minutes.

Eren yelled out your name, a whimper stuck in his throat at the sight of your almost lifeless body spiraling downwards. Jean’s eyes widened, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to make it in time.

Levi’s heart stopped upon witnessing the titan slap your body with so much force. You were plummeting towards the ground at an impossible speed, and he didn’t even think twice before withdrawing his ODM gear’s hooks and diving towards you within the blink of an eye. His cape flew behind him, and a determined glint had overtaken his angry features.

You had been bordering between consciousness and unconsciousness, yet the sight above you had been so clear that it almost felt as if everything was moving in slow motion. Your long hair flew around you, creating a curtain around your face, as you looked up at Levi. He had dived towards you, his jaw so tightly clenched. His muscular long arm began reaching out to you. The ground was quickly approaching, and you felt a sense of serenity at the sight of your Captain, despite your confusion and the severity of this situation.

“Levi,” you mumbled, smiling softly.

His face dropped upon seeing the calm expression on your face, and he willed himself to go faster, a number of expletive curses ringing through his head.

That damn titan. Did it know how small you were? How precious you were?

He spun himself slightly to gain momentum, and he saw you were just within reach. Levi confidently stretched his strong arm out even more, managing to wrap his hand around your arm. He swiftly pulled you into his chest, one arm wrapping around your waist, while the other hand cradled your head protectively against his broad chest. He swiftly flipped himself around to face his body upwards, further ensuring he’d take the majority of the blow in case you two ended up hitting the ground, and shot both of his ODM gear’s hooks into a nearby tree, propelling both of you away from the ground and towards the high branch. You fleetingly realized how familiar this position felt.

Once Levi safely landed, he kneeled, and supported your body against his thigh as he continued to hold you in his arms. He quickly looked over his shoulder, and could make out the sight of the titan falling to the ground. All the members of his squad seemed alive and well, so he turned his attention back to you. His eyes quickly darted over your face, desperately searching for any obvious injuries.

Your eyes fluttered open at the feeling of Levi running his hands through your hair and over your cheeks. The Levi in front of you was leagues different from the cool and composed one you had come to know. He had a frantic look in his eyes, his jaw clenched tightly, as he desperately peered down at you.

“Le… Levi?” You mumbled, your voice still a little hoarse from your recent infirmary stay.

“You are so precious to me, you hear me?” He lowly spoke, panic and anger and a whole plethora of emotions coloring his normally deadpan voice.

Your jaw fell open and you were almost positive you were suffering from a mean concussion, and this was a hallucination. “Wha—”

“You’re a fucking brat— an incredibly frustrating, resilient little brat— but you’re mine.”

You dazedly looked up at him, and you realized how close his face was to yours. His muscular chest was heaving up and down, and a small droplet of sweat dripped down from his hairline. Levi’s handsome features held nothing but adoration for you, and in that moment nothing could bring you down from the high you were experiencing. You felt his warm hands cup your cheek once more, a habit he seemed to be fond of.

“You want a fucking declaration of love? Here it is— if anything happens to you, I swear I’ll kill every titan on this piece of shit planet,” he spoke, surprisingly unbothered with how vulnerable he was being with you. He moved closer to you, his forehead nearly resting on your own. “I don’t give a fuck if you hate me or not. You’re mine, and I’m yours. And that’s all there is to it.”

Your hand creeped up to grasp the wrist of the hand that had been caressing your face, and you tightened your fingers around it. He froze, momentarily wondering if you were rejecting his confession, and he internally groaned at the thought.

There’d be no coming back from this one.

“You’re mine?” You shakily asked, a gloriously beautiful smile slowly gracing your features.

“That’s what I said,” he mumbled, attempting to conceal how lovestruck he felt at your smile.

“After… after we get home and I get some medical attention, you’re going to have to kiss me, alright? I’m—”

You were cut off by his lips pressing against your own. Your eyes fluttered shut, and you relished in the soft feeling of his lips molding against yours. You felt an indescribable warmth erupt in your chest, and you whimpered against Levi’s lips. His kiss was soft and warm, a huge contrast to the Levi from this past month. He pulled away just as quickly as he had bent down.

“One for the road,” he simply explained, glancing down at you. He internally smirked at the pretty blush coloring your cheeks— he was always fond of the sight.

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“You’re not serious.”

“Do I look like I’m joking?”

You stifled your giggles at Levi’s straight face. Your expression still showed your disbelief at what he had just told you.

“I’m not an idiot, Levi, I know how some people look at me,” you laughed, rolling your eyes playfully.

“Even the Commander?”

“Oh, I’m working my way up through the ranks right now, can’t you tell?” You teased, gesturing down to your intertwined bodies, as you both faced each other in his warm bed.

“You’re funny, brat,” he deadpanned, no heat and all fondness as he affectionately pinched your cheeks.

You snuggled deeper into his chest, savoring the warmth that you were enveloped in. You were wearing his shirt— still warm and smelling strongly of him— and you inhaled softly as your face pressed deeper into his chest. Somehow, the slight aftermath of your headache from the recent expedition began to dull slightly.

“I’m sorry again,” Levi murmured, softly cradling your head against his chest.

“Really? I couldn’t tell the first five hundred times you said so,” you teased, looking up at him. Your breath hitched at the sight of his face angled down towards you, dark wisps of hair falling over his eyes and structured face. Levi was so painfully handsome, you could feel your heart flutter.

His eyes were intense, and his guilt continued to stir within his stomach. Seemingly able to read his mind, you pressed a chaste kiss to his warm chest.

“Idiot,” you mumbled, “I really wouldn’t care if the King himself came up to me and proposed, and you know exactly why.”

“Humor me.”

“Terrifying guy, goes by the name of Humanity’s Strongest Soldier?”

He chuckled lowly, the deepness of his voice vibrating through his chest, and your insides turned to mush. Feeling relieved at successfully pulling Levi out of his little hole of guilt, you yawned softly. Your bruised ribs still ached at times, yet you ignored it this time to cuddle deeper into Levi, who was also on the verge of sleep.

He was sleepily looking down at you, observing your attempts to get comfortable in his embrace, and he softly smiled to himself. His muscular arms tightened around you, one of his hands coming to rest on the soft curve of your hip. He relished in the fact that sleep would be coming easily to him with you here. Levi had surprised himself with how easily he was able to show his affections toward you, and he chalked it up to that being further proof that you really were the only one for him.

He felt a warmth come from the sweet pang in his chest, and it spread throughout his entire body. Levi had learned to associate that feeling with you.

His eyes closed silently, and you pressed one last kiss to his chest.

“Precious,” he mumbled, “Precious little brat.”

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#levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman #attack on titan #attack on titan fic #shingeki no kyojin #shingeki no kyoujin #levi aot #levi fanfiction #aot fanfiction #aot #request #jean kirschtien #jean kirstein x reader

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everythingsinred · 3 years

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Let's Talk About NatsuMikan: Natsume (pt. 12)

Oof, the long-awaited Christmas Ball arc has finally arrived! Let's get into it!

What does it look like to see Natsume at his most selfish? One needs only to look at Chapter Fifty.

Chapter Forty-Eight

The Christmas Ball is finally here!

Natsume has to begin the ball just like he has to begin the festival, sitting on stage with the other Principal students, as if he’s some kind of representative. When he catches Mikan looking at him, he sticks his tongue out at her, and she’s taken aback and offended, but he’s trying to be cute. When Natsume is around Mikan, they always bicker and argue. She’s someone he can argue with, something he can’t do with most people. He can’t argue with the people in the DA class because he’ll get punished. He can’t argue with Ruka because he already causes him enough stress. With Mikan, none of the arguments are deep. She forgives and forgets easily, and he can act freely act like a little kid. In the last chapter, even, he smiles at her when they’re in the midst of an argument, because just the freedom of being able to bicker makes him happy.

He's trying to be cute, so go easy on him, Mikan.

He sticks his tongue out at her, acting silly and childish, because she’s special and he can act silly and childish around her.

For most of the ball, Natsume is content to sit in the tree, minding his own business and keeping away from the commotion. He does notice Mikan, though, because he always does, when she acts as Trash Santa to help Youichi play with Mr. Bear. He doesn’t say anything, and he’s only present for a couple panels, but it’s obvious she stands out to him.

Chapter Forty-Nine

Natsume is eating a good piece of cake when he meets with Ruka, who is overcome with guilt for kissing Mikan on the cheek a few minutes ago. Ruka knows that Natsume likes Mikan too, but he doesn’t understand that Natsume has jumped that ship before it could even leave the dock. Natsume gets that Ruka is conflicted about something, so he playfully squeezes Ruka’s nose to assure him in his own way. Natsume’s love language is physical touch even if it is awkward, whether it’s ruffling Ruka’s hair or squeezing his nose. That’s how he comforts people, particularly Ruka.

It apparently does make Ruka feel better, because when he next sees Mikan, he doesn’t freak out like she does. He’s calmed down a bit, isn’t quite as guilty. So he does his own version of what Natsume did for him at the alice festival closing dance. He gets Mikan to dance with Natsume. It’s his way of evening the score, giving Natsume the same chance he got. Either he doesn’t understand that Natsume isn’t playing the game at all, or he’s trying to convince him to start.

He walks away and Natsume and Mikan are left standing there without their masks. There’s a moment of awkwardness, where they stand around and don’t say anything, but Natsume has a moment of resolve. He takes her hand and pulls her close. It starts off proper and gentle, like a dance is supposed to be. They dance and Natsume notices that Mikan is not happy to be with him at all. She’s quiet and frowning. He’s seen her smile while dancing before, because she always catches his eye, so he knows she’s capable of it. She’s danced with Ruka, Tsubasa, Narumi, and all sorts of people, and she’s had a big grin on her face for all of it. For some reason, that smile is absent when her partner is Natsume.

Natsume got upset and hurt when Mikan said she would never want to dance the last dance with him. He’s hurt now that she seems so reluctant to dance with him in a zero-stakes dance at the Christmas Ball. He will be hurt in the future too, because he has a low self esteem. This girl that he likes may see him as a friend, but she gets so uneasy around him, and only him. Natsume thinks he cares so much more about her than she does about him, and it’s moments like these where he gets the feeling more than ever, and it hurts. He thinks it’s a given. He’s helped make it happen on purpose. But he still wishes deep down that it wasn’t that way.

He's doing everything right and she's still upset to dance with him! What's her deal? (heheheh)

And so he argues with her. Why isn’t she smiling with him, huh? He’s doing it all right, the way he’s supposed to. He’s dancing normally and she seems to hate it. He turns to insults because it’s his most reliable technique, and suddenly Mikan is energetic.

To avoid making a scene, they bicker and insult each other under their breaths, dancing just the same as they had before, but with a new aura around them. He twirls her and she’s smiling now. And his eyes get soft, because that’s all he wanted. One moment of selfishness for him to keep in his memories, where they danced and she actually liked it.

The moment ends when they get shoved and fall over, Mikan landing with her teeth on Natsume’s lip.

They’re both tense and uncomfortable with what just happened in front of so many people. Natsume hates that he tripped in front of everybody, so his mood has suddenly soured. If this had been a proper kiss, he wouldn’t have gotten so angry, and he won’t, spoiler alert. He was actually having a nice time, only for the moment to be so abruptly stolen from him. He fell down and now his lip is bleeding. Her teeth hitting his mouth also could be the closest he’ll ever get to a kiss with Mikan, and she looks horrified. Being under so many watchful eyes, all nervous about what’s about to happen. He has very few options, really. He can walk away, or he can cause upset. Natsume isn’t in the mood to run away, since he’s already embarrassed himself by tripping, so he tells her that she’s bad at dancing and kissing, even though he obviously very much likes dancing with her.

He is a problem child.

Chapter Fifty

Mikan is enraged that he had the audacity to call what happened a kiss. There’s also the trouble of Ruka, who had been nice and arranged for them to dance in the first place, only for this to happen.

Now it’s Natsume’s turn to feel guilty. It was an accident, of course, but Natsume already messed up by calling it a kiss, so now Ruka is upset. The only thing he can say to comfort his friend is to downplay it, acting as if everyone is making a big deal over nothing.

Don't worry about it, man. It's a whatever situation.

Natsume’s admirers take that as some sort of confirmation that he’s the man, probably going around kissing all the time. This really meant nothing, because it’s just one kiss of many. It’s far from the truth: Natsume has never kissed anybody before. This kiss doesn’t mean anything only because it was an accident.

Natsume escapes. He feels horrible for hurting Ruka, and probably let down that the teeth-kiss is the closest he’ll ever get to the real thing, least of all with Mikan. He stays in his tree, safe and isolated, alone with his thoughts. He has no intention of returning to the party.

In fact, it’s Mikan who finds him, when she climbs up the tree to find someone to comfort her. She’s looking for Tsubasa or Hotaru or Ruka or Iinchou. Not him. She admits that she’s just settling for him (or at least that’s the way it comes off in the TokyoPop version), and not being one of the people she can count on is something that he sadly resigns himself to.

Still, even if she’s only venting to him because there’s nobody else around, he listens to her whole story.

Just like with the Christmas Ball prep, he insults her and it somehow works. The worry leaves her face and she grins.

Forgive me. These scans leave much to be desired. Apologies.

Natsume is a bit preoccupied. He’s had some time to think and he has a lot on his mind, so he reminds her that she was angry at him just a bit ago, reviving her rage. It’s short-lived, though, because then he asks what happened between her and Ruka. Mikan shuts down, then tries to change the subject, mentioning all the gossip about his many kisses, suggesting Natsume talk about himself before demanding to know other people’s business, which leads him to the conclusion that she’d kissed Ruka.

They argue a bit more, but then she insists that the accident before didn’t count as a kiss, so he decides to fix that.

Natsume’s selfish acts are still in the single-digits, but this belongs on the shortest list in the world. Keep in mind that Natsume is convinced that Mikan and Ruka kissed already. They did, but that was a cheek kiss, and not on the same level. He has no idea. They’re arguing, so it won’t seem romantic or mushy at all, especially when compared to whatever Ruka surely did (though he did not do anything at all, in fact) and she won’t get the wrong (right) idea. It seems like a low-consequence move, like something he could do, so that he could have it for the rest of his life and then die with it. He doesn’t dare assume it’ll mean something to her.

He pulls her into a kiss, in any case.

She pushes him away, gasping for breath.

He explains that he did it because she said it wasn’t real before. An easy excuse. Then he muses, “So that’s what kissing is like…” and essentially answers her question from earlier, about all the rumors that he has plenty of experience kissing. He says it’s no big deal and then jumps from the tree.

"Wow! That sucked! Let's do more of this next year!"

To him, it is a big deal.

He says things aren’t a big deal when he wishes he could do them, like competing in the alice festival and now with kissing. Things are a big fuss over nothing when he can’t do them but wants to. Just like the alice festival, this is something he can’t look forward to. This is done, and it’ll probably--definitely--never happen again. Being selfish once is one thing. He wouldn’t do that to Ruka.

Downplaying it is supposed to comfort her. It’s no big deal after all, so she can just move on and keep kissing Ruka, which she probably prefers anyway. It obviously meant a lot to him, since in about a year he’d ask for more and more kisses, but for now, he’s content with one. It’s all he can ask for, and all he needs. Just one kiss, to know what it’s like to kiss the girl he loves. And now he’s done.

His post-kiss behavior is all for her sake, acting casual and blase about it so that she doesn’t catch on that it meant something more to him. “Huh, whatever,” is an easier kiss to get over than a romantic and sappy one, in his mind.

Besides, she’s not like him. It’s not like she’s never kissed somebody before.

Chapter Fifty-One

It’s post-Christmas cleaning day in Class B and the kids are gathering in a circle to tell scary stories on their lunch break. Koko calls Natsume over to make a demon fire for the atmosphere. Ruka and Natsume catch Mikan’s gaze and she runs to avoid them both.

She’s an anxious mess because of the Christmas Ball, unable to look either of them in the eye.

Natsume and Ruka both join the group anyway, and once Mikan is thoroughly spooked, Natsume scares her even more with Yo-chan’s help. It’s not that he wants her to suffer, but he wants to seem as unaffected as possible. See, he’s right back to normal, so there’s nothing to worry about. She doesn’t need to freak out about what happened, because ultimately, nothing happened. It was no big deal, a big fuss over nothing.

Jinno then separates the class into smaller cleaning groups, and Mikan is stuck with Natsume and Ruka. She’s awkward and anxious, Ruka’s embarrassed and doesn’t know what to say, and Natsume’s not the type to talk much anyway.

He isn’t really the kind of person who fixes things, but it’s on him now, because the other two sure as hell won’t. So first he teases Mikan by scaring her. She gets a little upset, so he tells her to quit ignoring Ruka. He makes it about Ruka, because he’s okay being the one ignored. Again, he’s never considered himself in the running for Mikan’s affections. He’s Team Ruka, all the way.

Ruka is touched, and there’s obviously no hard feelings about the accidental kiss at the ball. That doesn’t mean that they’re talking much, or that there’s no tension. They both know that something happened with the other in regards to Mikan, and broaching that topic is uncomfortable. They’ve been letting it sit for so long untouched--months even, since the very start of it all--and it’s only gotten bigger and bigger.

Before they can have an actual conversation, though, the lights go out.

They’re all sitting against the wall, Ruka and Natsume on either side of Mikan.

They’re both aware that Mikan is easily scared and that she’s particularly afraid of the dark, and so they both independently decide to hold her hand in an attempt to comfort her. Natsume remembers how afraid she’d been when they were trapped together in the haunted house, and how all she’d wanted at the time was to hold his hand, because if they’re touching, they’ll be warm and less scared.

Don't overthink it, Mikan. You might figure him out.

For now, it’s not about being selfish, just being helpful, because he wants to reassure her and comfort her. He’s learning ways that he can be comforting to Mikan, that don’t necessarily involve insults and getting her mad.

But then he looks up and he and Ruka notice each other, see what the other is doing, and after all this built-up tension and awkwardness and lack of conversation, it only makes sense that…

They start laughing. They start talking, suddenly so honest, because the hardest part is over. They got to skip over the confrontation and now they can just talk about it with each other. They’ve known the truth about each other all along, but now they don’t have to pretend to hide it anymore.

And Ruka feels free to tease Natsume, and Natsume can tease Ruka, and that’s amazing too. Even before Mikan came to the academy, Natsume and Ruka had a lot left unsaid. They didn’t communicate well, and their talks never involved bickering or friendly teasing. It’s like all the tension that had accrued between them for years has suddenly lifted, and they can laugh about it now.

There's so much honesty here now.

Natsume can tease that Ruka has terrible taste in women, Ruka can shoot back that that means Natsume does too, and Natsume can scold him for putting himself on his level.

If anything, this was good for their relationship. They’re in a place now where they can communicate about their feelings somewhat. Natsume is never really that emotionally open, even at his most communicative, and he’ll continue to keep his secrets, but the wall that has built between them has been more or less knocked down.

This moment doesn’t seem romantic at all to Mikan, but romance is intrinsic to their conversation. Ruka swears he won’t lose, and Natsume scoffs that he’d never intended to win in the first place.

And just like that, without even including Mikan in their conversation, everything is back to normal, or even better than normal. The Christmas Ball tensions have officially been eliminated. The feelings may still be there, but the problems are gone.

But it’s still dark and scary, and now it seems that a ghost has joined them in the hall, wielding scissors--so Ruka and Mikan run away. Natsume is not so easily spooked, so he sticks around long enough to see that the ghost in question is Nobara.

Chapter Fifty-Two

Natsume starts his conversation with Nobara by reminding her of an off-screen (off-page?) conversation, where he told her to stay away from Mikan. Nobara explains that she came to see him, because she was watching Mikan for the entire Christmas party and has something to tell him. Though it’s a bit creepy, the lengths Nobara went to in order to watch Mikan (including special opera glasses that catch sound), she says she saw something strange.

At first, Natsume thinks she’s going to mention the kiss, and he’s uncomfortable that Nobara probably knows about it. First, she’s still just as untrustworthy to him as before, because she’s loyal to Persona. That their kiss might get back to Persona could be potentially quite dangerous, and he might face serious punishment as a result. Secondly, he’s also capable of getting embarrassed, and the idea that this girl was watching when he had no idea at all, especially during such a vulnerable moment, is a little off-putting.

But Nobara isn’t talking about the kiss. She’s talking about the fact that the person who danced with Mikan and upset her by making her mask fall was probably the ESP. She tells Natsume because she’s seen the way he looks at her and she knows that he cares about her. She can even tell that Natsume forbidding her from talking to Mikan is his way of protecting her, even though she must not be a fan of such a rule. She’s a middle-schooler, and not as close to Mikan, but Natsume is in her class. He’s her partner and he cares about her, so he is the best person to have protecting her. Because he will, no questions asked.

Natsume remembers the warning he’s been given, that he should continue isolating himself or bad things will happen to his loved ones, so we can tell that he finds himself somewhat responsible for the ESP upsetting Mikan. More than that, he’s understandably concerned that this is merely the first move of many, and that the ESP will continue to antagonize her and even put her in danger, and that it would all be his fault.

In any case, Natsume is kind of stuck regarding his options.

He can go back to trying to avoid her. He was never that great at it in the first place, but it’s bound to be even harder now. But he also has to protect her, and that will be harder to do from a distance. Besides, the damage seems to have already been done. Whatever happens, he’s willing to take all the punishment in her stead, as long as she’s safe.

Conclusion

Natsume has done all he intends to do: he got a kiss from Mikan and now he'll more or less step aside. Or will he? The plot thickens! But in any case, he's up to face some serious repercussions for his actions so far, and his punishment will be any day now...

Also, sorry, I couldn't find full scans for Chapter Fifty-Two, so there's no pics. It's okay, I wouldn't have done much for it anyway, because Natsume's only around for a few pages.

Hope y'all are having a nice day! Thank you so much for reading this far!

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genshinconfessions · 3 years

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At first I shipped Razor and Gorou as a joke because haha dogs. Now I can’t stop and I want to make a whole dog team (probably wouldn’t work tho ;-;), so far we got Razor Gorou and that one Sumeru jackal if he ever becomes playable (idk whether sucrose would fit cause idk if they’re a dog/fox/cat).

I just want Razor and Gorou to go hunting together, sit by a fire eating freshly grilled meat as Gorou’s gently pulling wolfhooks out of razors hair as razor rests his head in his lap and gorous tail won’t stop wagging. Or Gorou surprises Razor with a gift of a fake tail and ears like Sayus so poor Wolfendom boy can feel a little more wolf and razor is so happy he starts howling and leaps into Gorours arms so hard they both fall over. Or razor always giving gorou lots of licks/puppy kisses and brings him dead birds like ‘!!! Look! For you!’, or razor feeling less pressure to speak with words since Gorou can somewhat understand wolf communication. Or Gorou helping razor come to terms with the fact that no, he isn’t a wolf but he’s not a human either, he’s razor just like Gorou is just gorou and it makes him feel a little more comfortable in his own skin. Or Razor getting jealous of Kokomi for spending so much time with Gorou and taking him back to inazuma all the time and whenever Gorou returns he smells so much like her it drives razor mad. Or one of them going full feral apeshit sicko mode on an idiot abyss mage that attacked their partner and being super protective and affectionate for the next few days afterwards.

In conclusion, two good bois chilling in a hot tub five feet apart cause they’re super gay 🤌 sorry this is long, love the blog btw ^^

awwww doggy team hehehehe the last part about razor being jealous reminds me of an art post i saw on instagram where lumine returns to mondstadt and razor sniffs her and cries and goes 'you smell like other dog' and 'other dog' is gorou LMFAO

- katheryne from liyue

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin confessions #genshin headcanons #genshin ships #gorazor #gorou x razor #dog bois #genshin razor #razor #genshin gorou #gorou

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overprotective best friend! dowoon

anon: what about spending time playing games with Jae? Or even overprotective best friend Dowoon?

note: alright now that dowoon is done i’m gonna work on jae now :3 also i tried something new! Tell me if you like it!! i figured this format would be better. also like,,,if this wasn’t how you wanted this to turn out you can tell me and i can write a timestamp lmao

okay lets get it

hear me out okay you’ve known dowoon since yall practically came out the womb

his mom and your mom were college friends

and when they saw each other again at a parent teacher conference

THAT WAS IT THEY WERE SOLD

PLAYDATES!! SLEEPOVERS!! EVERYTHING

there was even a time in your life where you and dowoon wore matching outfits bc your moms thought it was cute

fuck thats some real best friend goals right there

ngl you kinda hated him at first

bc he was always such a quiet boy who went along with things most of the time

and you were all ENERGYYYYY and I DONT WANNA MATCH CLOTHES

but then one day IN SECOND GRADE you saw a kid try and take his favorite cookies

and you were all like “EXCUSE ME???”

his mom always made those for him and he was always so happy when he ate them!!

who did this kid think he was??

at the time you were young and you weren’t thinking

so you kinda shoved that other kid off of his seat-

the boy started crying and yeahhh you got in a lotta trouble for it

but!! dowoon!! was!! starstruck!!

“WOAH HE WENT FLYING SO FAR!”

“yeah that’s because im the strongest girl alive”

“are you really?”

“that’s right”

“do you want a cookie?”

“a hero needs a reward, don’t they?”

now here come all the cute bestie moments!!

dowoon was there for everything!!

when you were kids he’d always cheer you up if you were sad by giving you sweets

“no one can be sad when they’re eating a cookie!!”

nlg he aint wrong

as you got older and he learned that cookies don’t always solve everything

he changed his tactics uwu

in foruth grade when he played the drums for the first time he was in!! love!!

after that he always showed you the music he wrote!!

it would make you so happy to see his passion and talent that you’d forget why you were even sad

years later when he became a trainee you were more happy for him!!

the first time you had an experience with him being overprotective was in 7th grade

see yall are getting older and things are changing and suddenly you’re into some girly things now and dowoon is like??????

so this dance was coming up and another friend of yours asked you to go with him

and sungjin was a sweet boy so why would you say no???

but dowoon was like AJDSVCFHVFJHFDHVJ “You can’t go with sungjin!!”

“but why not he’s cool?”

“he’s cant dance! he’s gonna step on your feet!! he can’t hold a conversation!! you’re gonna be bored all night!!”

homeboy pulled out every excuse he could possibly think of

at the time you were like ‘damn if my best friend is telling me all this maybe i shouldn’t go

bc dowoon was sweet like whattt he’d want the best for you

“I still wanna go to the dance tho,,”

“,,,,,i can go with you”

so you guys went together!!

it was fun and you cherished the memory

you even managed to figure out a way to convince the band that was playing to let dowoon fuck shit up wait i mean play his heart out on the drums

as you grew older dowoon grew more protective of you tho

every time you tried to go on a date with a guy

he never liked any of them!!

you thought him and brian would get along well because they were both into music but you were wrong

and you thought he’d like jae because he really liked video games

but nope!! not a single guy

you were starting to think you’re best friend just didn’t approve of you dating tbh

when you confronted him about it he got all flustered tho :(((

“hEY MAN WHY ARE ANY OF THE GUYS I LIKE NEVER GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU?? is my taste THAT bad,,, ”

he was all blushy and he couldn’t properly look you in the eye :(

dowoon babie imma cry

“it’s not that!! j-just none of the guys you ever like are good enough for you,,,if you’re gonna get with someone then they should be your perfect match”

CUEE FEELINGSSSSS

that made you so soft ;-;

it wasn’t often that dowoon said things like that so honestly you let it slide a little bit

“aww, you’re getting sappy on me!! i can get that bub but how am i gonna find the love of my life if you don’t even let me try looking?”

“y-yeah you’re right”

little did both of you know he was only being so overprotective because HE wasn’t the guy you were trying to go out with heheheh

anyWAY

having dowoon as a best friend would be great :((

treat him well he only wants the best for you

he’s a good boy who loves so deeply, there wont ever be a moment where you regret having him in your life

in conclusion,,,

dowoon>>>>>>>> everyone else

#owo i was nervous about posting this #tell me if i did a good job or not #day6 #day6 imagines #day6 blurbs #day6 timestamps #day6 dowoon #yoon dowoon #day6 yoon dowoon #kpop #kpop blurbs #kpop imagines #kpop blurb #kpop timestamps #dowoon imagines

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indieks · 7 years

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One-Life Stand 💫 Jungkook [0.4]

🛏 Pairing : Jeon Jungkook x Reader

🛏 Genre : Fluff, Humor, Minimal angst

🛏 Warnings : none for this part

🛏 Synopsis : Getting attracted to your long-time best friend, is something classical. Having a one-night stand with him though, is something alarming. While you get scared of your feelings and try to forget about it with the sake of your friendship as an excuse, Jeon Jungkook finally opens his eyes on his own and gets determined to turn this one-night thing into a real relationship.

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🛏 A/N : Comeback of texts for this part, and let’s travel through Jungkook’s point of view for a bit! And yes, I’ve decided to put a name and a face on Y/N’s crush hehehehe

Hope you’ll have a nice time reading! Any comments good or bad are welcomed! :)

Jungkook truly tried to go back to sleep after your non-discussion, your attitude confusing and upsetting him the most. How could you seem so nonchalant about it when all he could think of right now was your body against his? Moreover, why did you want to avoid the subject at all costs when it was only going to be worse doing so?

He was reenacting the scene again and again into his aching head, lifting up the covers every ten seconds and discovering each time he indeed was naked, as a proof of what had happened. Yet, contrary to you, Jungkook wasn't panicking at all, no ; he was smiling, biting the interior of his cheek so he would stop, but he couldn't prevent himself from feeling happy.

Contrary to you, Jungkook knew very well why it had happened, and how you both ended up under his blankets. It had happened, because he had wanted to, so bad. It had eaten up his patience in the hallway, as well as the friendship filter he had always placed before his eyes since the day you had met, but last night he had given up on it. The second he had seen you with that Mingyu, his guts had told him to stop it, and not only because of the event, but also because he had felt so damn jealous to spot you with another man. Another man, than him.

Lately, Jungkook had started to ask himself some questions because his body and heart had been responding weirdly to you.

When you smiled at him, he felt warm all of a sudden and his heart started to pound into his chest to the point it would soon break his ribcage.

When you weren't together, he missed you and thought way too much about you, but not in the way he had always been ; he already craved to see you the second you separated, and not only to play games, watch anime or grab something to eat anymore, but to do whatever you would want to, just to be with you.

When he caught you looking at other guys on campus or heard you comment about them, his throat went sore and his palms sweaty from the anticipation of you finally being looking for someone else to love.

When he hugged you – and he did more often than usual lately – he had a hard time letting you go. And when he observed you at the library or cafeteria, biting your lip while you were thinking hard for assignments, he couldn't detach his eyes from those very lips that attracted him somehow.

And yesterday, he hadn't been able to retain himself any longer from kissing you, just to check another time about his feelings, as the first one hadn't been successful. But since then, time had passed, you had become an even more beautiful grown-ass girl, with your curves and clothes that fitted them well even when they were supposed to be picked lazily, with your personality getting sharper and saltier just as he liked, with your ambitions about life and your dreams getting clearer and making you more of a woman…

Everything about you had taken other colors in his eyes, more intense ones, more distinct, more passionate, so that he couldn't get enough of you in his sight and it blurred every kaleidoscope coming from other girls he could possibly date.

But Jungkook wasn't panicking, he was smiling. Smiling at himself for having been so slow to realize, that he was deep in love with his best friend. Smiling at himself for having waited for the physical act his body had ached for last night, to understand you were different. He had had other bed adventures before you, not too many, but enough to compare and come to the conclusion that last night, he had been making love to a girl and not had a good time just for a one-night stand. You had been perfect in every way he had imagined you to be, if not even more, and now that he was recalling your body under his with your lips kissing its every inch, he knew he wouldn't be able to feel what he had felt with anyone else but you. It had to be you.

Jungkook had opened his eyes on his feelings after more than ten years of friendship but he wasn't scared, no ; he was eager to win over your heart, because as he was rarely wrong with his intuitions and knew everything about you, he could guess that if you had been there with him, in his bed, under his touch, in his arms last night, it was for a reason, as you weren't the type to let anyone have access to your body. Jungkook wasn't anyone to you, but who was he exactly?

Now that he was thinking of it, he suddenly recalled what you had murmured unconsciously : "Don't leave" and… "Jungkook I love you." Had you been talking to him in your dream?

Well, even if it was the case, he needed to become someone you'd say those words to when you were awake, and for that, he had to get himself out of the friend zone. He was persuaded that it wouldn't ruin your friendship but only make it bloom into something it had been meant to be and that could be even more precious than what you both had built until now. He was willing to turn this one-night stand, into a one-life stand as he couldn't picture himself kissing or making love with any other girl starting from today.

Yet, if he was sure of his feelings now, you still didn't know that. You still believed it was a mistake, blocked by the souvenir of the two times when he had drawn the line between the both of you while you had been swayed and about to tell him you liked him. You still were persuaded Jeon Jungkook would never see you that way, and that it was alcohol that had led you on that regretful path you had taken yesterday night.

You still ignored that, right now, Jungkook was ready for you, but most of all, was determined to get to you. You still didn't know that, and that's why you had been ignoring his calls and texts, and were on your way to meet Mingyu the next day.

To be continued...

A/N : Next part tomorrow as well! And thank you again and again, I’m so appreciative of your attention really...

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devintrinidad · 4 years

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Dragon Norse au thing

A bit more on the big internal conflict. I’d see 1146 getting more and more frustrated with 3803’s situation. At first he kept his emotional distance from her problems since she didn’t want to talk about them. But the more he kept spending time and saving her and the more she kept caring for him. The more wanted to do for her.

She thinks she only can do dumb things for him. Things that would eventually be fixed without her or things he can do on his own. At most she just speeds up the process. Such as pulling sharp objects out of his jaws. Scratching him in hard to reach places that make him purr and wag his tail (he denies it). Taking him in human form into towns so he can try new foods or festivals. He loves eating oranges and enjoys dancing (but only with her) and listening to ballads that make him teary eyed. He also enjoys children like 3803 does and will play pretend with them. 3803 is always the princess and he’s the dragon keeping her prisoner. The little children all pretend to be knights to rescue her. They’ll grab her hand and try to lead her to the target area to win. 1146 will chase them around and grab them. If (more like when) he succeeds, another child will take her hand and try to escort her while the other children try to dog pile 1146 or cling to his legs and arms. Usually he’ll be running away from them instead of chasing after 3803 and her little knight. In the end he’ll either let them win or he’ll tag them all out and scoop 3803 into his arms proclaiming he’s a lonely dragon who’s sorry he caused a fuss. The other children will then swear on their wooden swords or broomstick (or hammers, 1146 always keeps those kids in sight in case they get too involved in pretend) that they’ll protect the dragon and princess so they can be friends forever.

1146 can’t help but get really emotional over that. The kids just think he’s really into play pretend. Even before 3803 met 1146, she often told stories about dragons to the children so they think dragons are cool despite what most adults say. They always want 3803 to tell them about dragon (ironically they don’t prefer 1146 telling them about dragons because he doesn’t tell it in fun ways like 3803 does).

Anyway 1146 starts to do his own private investigations into 3803’s home life. He finds out about her bring a slave and that her own family sold her. He finds out she gets beaten daily (he almost went full dragon mode when he saw that). But worst of all, he found out 3803’s master was really a monster pretending to be human. Here the struggle on what to do arises. He should just follow protocol and kill her. Ecspecially doing it in a way to reveal to the village she was a monster so they’ll remember to thank the Macrophage (or whatever diety they’re into to. She’s his boss) for sending them a dragon and sparing their lives.

But. The problem is 3803 is only 18. Until children are 20 they are owned by their guardian. 3803 is a slave with no family and her master signed a contract if anything happens to her, 3803 will be transferred to the custody of another. Unfortunately this guy is no monster 1146 can touch. He’s a corrupt mafia guy (who helped 3803’s master transfer and sell humans and other products around) who acts like a normal, if not eccentric business man. The guy wants to make 3803 his concubine because he needs a heir soon and why not. She’s pretty enough and can do chores at least. When he doesn’t want her around anymore he’ll just get rid of her.

1146 struggles a lot with this moral dilemma since this is the first time he doesn’t know what to do. He can’t wait unyil 3803 is 20 and he can’t ignore his duty. In the end 3803 manages to stumble upon her master’s unholy shadow work and true nature. She almost gets killed but 1146 (in human form) shows up in time to kill the monster. He even manages to kill the mafia guy thanks to a rule that states humans who try to kill dragons w/full knowledge of what they are and do can be slayed by them in self defense.

3803 is at lost now. She can’t legally work her dream job anymore and most likely will either live off the streets or be found and sold off again.

She’s so despondent she doesn’t even register when 1146 turns dragon and carries her away to another realm. She wakes up in a very unreal land and obviously is in a realm of the divine. There she’s informed it’s been a week and 1146 has been pleading for avenues on how to help her. The Macrophages have reached a conclusion. Because 3803 has been so kind to the most respected of all White dragons. She will be blessed…. With marriage.

3803: WHAT!? 0_0

1146: WHHAAAT Huh! @_@

They point out marriage laws in the human realm dictates that a woman of her age can work legally if she is betrothed. The Macrophages then proceed to doll her up and proclaim 1146 is her husband to be. They assure the stunned duo that they don’t have to actually get married. But they totally can if they want to. Goddess approved. ;) They just need to be engaged until 3803 is 20 and can be on her own.

From then on 3803 is known as the dragon bride. She can resume her work at the delivery center (bringing papers written by a approving goddess as evidence). She lives with 1146 in the woods and o.ften is nomadic following him around. She starts getting orders from the divine and meets all sorts of interesting creatures people and situations.

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Slow burn fic... it calls to me.

Please set up a fanfiction account or something.

HEheheh

#cells at work #hataraku saibou #caw #caw anon #anon ask #devintrinidad author #devintrinidad #devin trinidad author #devin trinidad #submission

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nickikpopart · 7 years

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Backside Story: „How to draw LOVE“(Jin/Tae) Part 2

“Dinner and Movies”

Author`s POV

Being late was the last thing Tae wanted. It was around 7:10 pm when he left the building and as far as he knows, he needed about 20-25 min to Jins place if he would take the Subway. Instead he tried to get a taxi. It took him 3 min to get in one and told the driver the address of Jins place. He pleased him to hurry up a little bit. But… after a while they got in traffic for about 10 min.

“No, no, no, no” Tae started to panicking again. Now he would be really late and he thought that Jin would be going mad about that, so he messaged him.

From Tae to Jin (7:27 pm)

“Hi Jin.”

From Jin to Tae (7:27 pm)

“Hi Tae, are u here already?”

From Jin to Tae (7:28 pm)

“I´m sorry Jin. I’m still on my way. I thought taking a taxi would be better but we stuck in traffic for about 10 min now.”

From Jin to Tae (7:28 pm)

“Oh, ok. Don´t worry I’m not mad! I´m not done yet with cooking. Message me when you here.”

From Tae to Jin (7:29 pm)

“I´m really sorry. Ok, I will message you then. See u in some minutes.”

From Jin to Tae (7:30 pm)

“It´s ok. Just be careful. ;)”

Tae took a deep breath and smiled a little. He was glad that Jin wasn´t mad at him for being late. It was his own fault for taking too long to choose the clothes for tonight. He would explain it later to him. The traffic was loosen up now and after another 10 min they arrived Jins address. Tae gave the driver some money before he got out of the car. He was getting nervous again. More than before.

He couldn’t stand still while being the elevator. Then it came to his mind. He didn´t even bought a little gift or Flowers for Jin. “Aish, Tae you pabo” he thought, while stepping out of the elevator. Now only a few steps away from Jin’s apartment. His hands started sweating. Before he could push the bell-button, the door got open from inside.

“Hi Tae, welcome to my home.” Jin said to him and welcoming him with a smile.

“How….” Tae looked a little confused. “I didn´t even rang the bell.”

“Haha, I was looking out of the window while waiting for you and when you arrived I could count the minutes you will need to get up here.” Tae looked still a little confused while he was walking into Jin’s apartment. He was in Awwhhhh when he looked around. Jin’s apartment was looking really nice. Then his eyes were hanging on Jin again. He looked so handsome even with just a Shirt and sweatpants. Jin could feel Taes eyes on him while he was going back in the kitchen. Tae followed him and leaned into the doorframe.

“Hey, where you looking at?” He ask him while cutting the vegetables, slightly smiling at Tae`s behavior.

“Huh, hmmm… sorry… hehehehe… I can´t look away. You look so cute in your Kitchen apron.” Tae`s checks got red by saying that and he looked away immediately.

“Haha, ok. You are cute too. Tae please, sit down somewhere, I’m almost done with cooking and you making me nervous by staring at me.” Jin could tell that he liked the way Tae was looking at him. He saw a little bit of shyness in it. Which was something he found even cuter. Jin finished his cooking in-between 10 minutes and brought everything to the table while Tae was looking out of the window. He couldn´t sit because his shyness was hitting him so hard.

“Tae, come and sit down. I will change fast and then we can eat.” Tae`s eyes followed Jin when he walked into his bedroom while he was sitting down on the table. Everything was looking so nice. Jin must have standing in the kitchen for at least 2-3 hours to prepare all this for them. When Jin came back Tae was again in “Awwhhhh”. He looked so stunning in his clothes and Tae came to conclusion that he could wear anything. To be honest he even thought that he would look good in a Trash bag. It was a little silly to think that but Tae don´t minded to do so.

“Tae are you ok?” Jin was asking him while sitting down. “If you keep looking at me like that, we will not finishing our dinner.”

“Ahhh, I’m sorry.” Tae said while scratching the back of his head and it was him who started blushing now. But still he could not stop looking at Jin. Suddenly…

“Jin…. what… why…” Tae was more than surprised of what was happen just a moment ago.

“Sorry, I couldn´t resist. You look to cute with your red cheeks. Let’s eat now ok!” Jin smiled slightly. Tae was still in awwwh but also started eating now while glancing at Jin. They almost had finished their dinner when Tae reminded himself of something.

“Btw, Jin I’m still sorry for being late. It wasn´t actually because of the Taxi. I didn´t know what to wear for our date so I needed longer than I thought.” Tae apologized.

“It´s ok Tae. Don’t worry about that. It´s fine. You saw me in my relaxing clothes. Hahahahaha… I wouldn´t had mind if you had wear some shirt and sweatpants to. We are not in a restaurant. “

„You wouldn´t had mind, if I had did. “ Tae asked him curiously. He couldn´t believe what he heard. Jin seemed to feel so comfortable with him. Tae was still freaking out inside, more now after Jin had kissed him over the table. While Jin was cleaning everything, Tae thought about how to ask Jin if he would do that again. He wanted to feel his lip’s on his own again. They were so soft.

“Tae would you help me? I wash the dishes and you dry them!” Jin was asking him while glancing at him.

“Oh, yes… hehehehe…!” Tae was backing off. “Jin, can I as…….”

Again.

“Jin… why do you… How…!” Tae was shocked but smiling inside. Jin had seemed to read his mind.

“Heheheh… you are too cute and yes I wanted to kiss you again too.” Jin pulled off his hand from Tae`s shirt after he had grabbed it to bring him near to his face. Tae looked still so surprised, Jin could tell. “Let´s finish this first and then we watch a movie. Ok!”

“Ok, but what we are going to watch?” Tae asked him. “What do you like?”

“I like almost every Genre, except Horror.” Jin told him.

“But I love Horror. Please can we watch a Horror movie?” Tae was asking him because his intention was that Jin might could grab his hand during the scary scenes and he couldn´t deny that he would love that.

“Hmmmmm, ok… we will, if you want!” Jin sighed but it came to his mind that it would be sweet to hold Tae`s hand. By looking at him he knew Tae thought the same and he started laughing.

“What?”

“Nothing, what horror movie do you want to watch?”

“ES” Tae said immediately. “It one of my favorite Horror movies”

“Oh no Tae, ahhhhhhh…. this is… “Jin was shocked. He hated this movie. When he was younger, he peaked once when his parents were watching this. He got so scared that he had nightmares for some days. Since then he never watched movies like this again. Even his parents must have promised him not to invite a clown to his birthdays. They were sitting on the couch finally, beside each other. The movie even didn´t really started yet and Jin was already reaching out for Tae`s hand. During the scariest scenes Jin was hiding his face behind Tae`s shoulder. Tae pulled him closer. His hand was hurting under the pressure of Jins, but he didn´t cared at all. He was looking at the guy who had lay his head on his shoulder and squeezed his hand tightly. Suddenly Jin looked up and their eyes met. Tae couldn´t resist to kiss him and he thought that this was the sweetest first Date he ever had with someone since a long time. He couldn´t wait to tell Jimin everything about it.

HOW TO DRAW LOVE AU ( 8-9/?)

Jimin follows a well known artist on Facebook; not knowing it is Jungkook; a boy he met two years ago and fell for despite being in a relationship. Jungkook suddenly disappeared on him without saying why and left Jimin with a lot of “what ifs”.

So here the second Part of Taejin`s Date-Night. Hope everyone likes it. Also wait for @golden-kookmin update too ;)

#jikook au #kookmin au #goldenkookmin au #jikook social media au #jikook backstory #jiminie #jeonkookie

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