#levi headcanon

[romantichomicide95]

levi ackerman body hcs ⨾ pic edition

anon requested. sorry this was literally so hard and i couldn’t do the rest of the boys:(

[killerskillercaptain]

How you knew Levi Ackerman fancied you Headcanons

You weren't necessarily a great beauty but he'd stutter when he'd speak to you.

He'd engage in a casual conversation with you more than others, and you know Levi hates small talk.

You would catch him glancing at you from the dinner table at festivities.

He'd always get informations about your position during the expeditions outside the walls.

You can see him frown when you're chatting with other male comrads and even young male cadets.

He'd always compliment your dress when you attend formal balls and ceremonies.

He'd offer to dance with you during those formal ceremonies even though he would frown during the whole thing.

[stillackerman]

postwar!levi x reader

You're preparing for the event, which requires formal clothes.

You're watching how Levi is trying to fix his white ascot. He's been fighting with that piece of fabric for a few minutes now, still not satisfied with the result. You can almost sense his frustration in the air. You always can. And you also know that he won't ask you for help. His pride will never allow him.

You're getting up from the chair and coming closer. You look at his mirror image, your eyes meet, and you smile a little before speaking:

“Let me help you.”

Levi doesn't say a word, but he turns to you, giving you a free hand. You focus on the task, and slowly take care of this, everything must be perfect, the way he likes it.

You feel his eyes on you, focused the same way on your beauty as you're on the ascot. You're almost blushing; even after all this time, his gaze makes you feel weak on your knees.

When you've done, you look at him, putting your hand on his cheek and tracing his scars with your thumb.

“You look really handsome,” you whisper.

“Tch...” You know Levi resists the urge to roll his eyes.

“I mean it!” You assure him, and to confirm it, you give him a sweet kiss. You feel how he relaxes at the touch of your lips.

And when you pull away, you see he's even more handsome than before. His skin gains some color, and he has happy sparkles in the eyes.

“We should go,” he says. “We can't be late.”

You nod. Levi takes the cane in one hand, and he gives you the free arm. You grab it, and both of you leave the room, looking like the most beautiful couple in the world.

[levispersonalslave]

Again? You sighed as you listened to your boss scolding you. You hadn't even done anything wrong, it was your attitude that got you into this mess. You crossed your arms, waiting for your boss to stop talking. Once he was finally done, he left you sitting in your office by yourself.

You immediately took out your phone, opening your text messages. You noticed a notification from Levi, one that read, “Hey, angel. How's work?”

You let out yet another exhausted sigh, typing a response back, “Horrible. I'll be home soon, though.”

Levi, reading your response, frowned in concern. He placed his phone down on the bedside table and cracked his knuckles, thinking of what he could do to cheer you up. He went into the kitchen, opening the freezer and taking out a tray of chicken breast. This will do for now, he thought to himself as he left it out to defrost. A romantic dinner should be enough to lift your mood by even a little, right? He wasn't good with romance, but he was more than willing to do anything in his power to keep his princess happy.

He went about pan-searing the chicken, chopping up the green onion, and boiling the pasta. Chicken parmesan should be enough for the two of you. By the time he was done, the table and atmosphere was as romantic as it could get. He looked at his hard work, proud of himself for being able to do something like this. He quickly went into the bathroom, readying a warm bath with rosewater for you to get into once you came home from work. As for now, he'd have to wait until you did.

The moment he heard your keys jingling inside the keyhole, he perked up and rushed to greet you at the door.

As you walked in, you were greeted by his strong arms wrapping around your waist, along with the gentle glow of candlelight, a table adorned with your favorite flowers, and the enticing aroma of a specially prepared meal. Soft music filled the room, creating a haven where the weight of your day dissipates, replaced by the warmth of his thoughtful gesture.

He looked at you, giving you a small, fond smile as he spoke, “You had a bad day, so I decided to do something that might cheer you up... Do you like it?”

You looked at him, your lips curving up into a wide smile as you eagerly nodded, wrapping your arms around him in a tight hug, “I love it!”

He let out a soft chuckle, pressing a sweet kiss to your cheek, “I'm glad to hear that, angel,” He said as he slowly slid your coat down your shoulders and led you to the table.

The softly lit, intimate setting with flickering candles casting a warm glow had your heart soaring. The table adorned with fine linens and delicate flowers. The air carried the aroma of gourmet cuisine, made by your loving boyfriend of course, with soft music played in the background, creating a perfect atmosphere for a romantic dinner. He pulled back your chair, letting you sit down first before he leaned down and pecked your cheek. He sat across from you, his cheek resting on the palm of his hand. His other hand gently held yours, the calming and romantic setting adding to the moment.

“I love you, angel,” He murmured in a soft voice, gazing at you fondly. His soothing voice enhanced the enchanting conversation and shared smiles between two smitten hearts, your hands interlocked together as they would be for the rest of your lives.

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[lolitakirstein]

Tender!Levi

bro, i came up with these insane headcanons for Levi while I was listening to Lana Del Rey.

CW: One is slightly nsfw i guess

Tender!Levi enjoys soft indie music because he can't stand loud sounds. He playfully scolds you when you crank up your heavy rock music

Tender!Levi owns a record player and has an organized shelf with TONS of vinyl, in alphabetical order of course

Tender!Levi he likes deep female vocals because they remind him of his mother. He can't recall what her normal speaking voice sounded like because too often as a child all he remembers is her cries for help. But he remembers her singing voice. How she would hold him to her chest, how he could feel the vibrations of each note as she sang to him.

Tender!Levi loves breasts. But not in a sexual way, more in an admiring way. How amazing his lover's body can be to be able to provide for his offspring. He often stands in amazement as he watches his child fill its tiny belly and fall 10x more in love with his you. it's one of the most beautiful things he's witnessed. How comforting it is for him to nuzzle into your breast. Another reminder for him of his mothers warm embrace in the cold world they had been put in.

Tender!Levi also loves hands and caresses. He loves to trace your palms with his fingertips and up along your arm, leaving goosebumps in his wake. He loves grazing your delicate collarbone, your soft stomach, your curves, and your scars.

Tender!Levi speaking of hands, the man is constantly moisturizing his and keeps a tube of it in his pocket

Tender!Levi also carries chapstick (cherry flavored just for you ;))

[the-milk-anon]

aot recommendations

works by suz 💚 @ackermans-freedom-inc​

fluff

canon!levi | the scouts try to set levi and reader up

roommate!levi | him pining over reader

modern!levi | reader and levi are the 104th’s teachers

modern!levi | reader has a fear of intimacy

modern!levi | reader tells levi she’s pregnant

modern!levi | levi gets jealous

modern!levi | levi takes care of depressed!reader

levi | your son disappears

levi | he takes care of breastfeeding!reader

angst

canon!levi | levi has amnesia and forgets pregnant!reader

hurt/comfort

canon!levi | reader disappears during a mission

canon!levi | arranged marriage

canon!levi | reader gets stuck in a blizzard

levi | reader cries after sex

smut

canon!levi | sitting on his face

canon!levi | he gets jealous

canon!levi | pegging

modern!levi | getting cockblocked by your son

modern!levi | he gets jealous of the reader’s actor crush

virgin!levi | unexpected confession

sub!levi | he wears thigh highs for reader

sub!levi | “wanna be your good boy.”

multiple parts

canon!levi | reader almost drowns (part 1)

canon!levi | reader almost drowns (part 2)

check out their ao3 as well <3

[levisgirll]

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐙𝐨𝐧𝐞 (𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

→ Text: hello everyone!! I went through my drafts and realized I never got the chance to post this and felt the need to do it (with some editing). I have decided to combine these two requests together to bring out and make a very fluff but some angst headcanons, it was actually interesting for me to do something like this. I did this because they had a similar theme and I wanted it to have a very fluff ending and longer writing for you all since I keep seeing more likes and reblogs in my account so thank you so much to all after all this time! Enjoy it :,)

synopsis: coming from the underground and having to adapt to a new environment is quite challenging for anyone, especially having to deal with people constantly bullying and picking on y/n just because she is different. Y/n is a very determined person and always tries her keep on going. Although, it does get hard on her later and Captain Levi does take notice of that. He usually doesn’t worry a lot about new cadets, but y/n coming from the underground, Levi could relate, and actually feel sympathy towards her. He slowly begins to worry for her more and care for her which leads to him being protective and enjoying being with Y/n....but something happens and Captain Levi does not hold back anymore. 

word count: 2.2k. fluff, comfort, angst, warning: slight picking on, bullying, aot world, headcanons & fanfiction ♡ —

Finally, y/n was free from that damned place. It felt like she was going to be there for the rest of her life but she finally made it out. Apparently, the military needed some more people to join the Survey crops since a lot had left, were injured and many died recently in the last expedition when they rescued Eren the titan shifter from the enemies. 

A lot hesitated, but y/n did not care. She just needed to leave this toxic environment that was draining her each day. But little did she know, the outside world was going to be the biggest challenge she had to face.

“Everyone salute and welcome your new cadets!” Mike Zacharias, the instructor, yelled out across the field that you were pretty sure your eardrums were going to burst. 

“Hey I heard there is someone from the underground that joined the survey crops, is that true?” someone uttered which you overheard as you looked at them. They quickly glanced at you, staring at you deeply with a look of judgment. ‘Yup, this is not welcoming at all.’ Y/n thought as she looked away and started to introduce herself. 

“I’m Y/N L/N, I hope I can keep up with everyone’s pace and learn from you.” Y/n said eagerly, finally it was a new start for her, no more getting bad treatment in the underground, no one being rude to her. She heard a lot about being part of the survey crops, you finally get some respect from people as part of a famous regiment.

“Where did you come from huh?” Someone yelled from the crowd, ‘Huh? why is he asking that, does it really matter where I am coming from?’ Y/n thought as she gave a look of concern and worry. “Um, from....the underground.” As soon as she uttered that, the whole vibe changed and everyone looked at each other.

The squad leader just gave a sigh and left. It seemed like he knew this would be the start of a big problem and did not want to be responsible for it. But, he glanced back at Y/n, “Please....don’t cause any trouble.” Then he finally left.

Y/n was now even more confused. Was there a reason that there would be trouble in the first place? She decided to just let that thought slide since it had no answer and decided to go into her cabin.

—

Okay, now she gets it. It’s cause she was from the underground and no one was from there and treated them differently. It seemed like any place she went to would never be welcoming. The group of trainers had started to treat her differently, when it was lunch time no one would sit with her, or if she needed advice they would always ignore her or tell her to ‘figure it out’. Y/n had no friends and no one by her side, she accepted that fact but then wondered...Was there something wrong with her maybe? She kept doubting herself now and that was the last thing she wanted.

Although, not everyone was treating her differently. Corporal Levi was their instructor for the use of 3D maneuver gear. Apparently, he is known as the strongest soldier who performed exceptionally well in everything.

Levi was observant, that was not something hard to guess coming from a man who is very much experienced. He noticed the gap between the recruits and...Y/n. He did find that odd and probably thought perhaps she didn’t take a shower.

Well. Yes, he was not treating her differently because Levi actually treats everyone the same! So perhaps Y/n would take that as...fair treatment for once?

“Alright, that’s enough for today.” Just as everyone was ready to go have dinner and relax Levi stood in front of Y/n. “You. I’m gonna need you to stay behind and follow me.”

Okay scratch that ‘fair treatment’. Y/n was wondering now what she had done after following Levi. She noticed then that he was quite muscular from the back and he really...did look quite attractive upfront. Later on, she noticed that she was in his office.

“So what’s the deal with you?”. Hearing that suddenly once he sat down on his chair made Y/n nervous but still stood her ground. “I... dont think I understand, Corporal.” 

“Listen, I need to know what’s going on. Being part of the survey crops means we need to collaborate together, but if there is an issue then I’ll need to hear it, Hm?”

Was he concerned about her perhaps? Y/n then decided to go ahead and tell him about how she was one of the newer recruits that joined coming from the underground and was the reason everyone was giving her that behaviour. Levi was completely off guard, he looked at her with surprise that she herself never seen.

“Okay....I think I get it now. Clearly, there are some shitheads that I need to deal with.” Y/n now was the one who stood off guard. “S-Sir? I didn’t mean to complain or anything!” She was now worried. Scared knowing that maybe now she had done it for herself and made this a bigger problem as it is.

“Don’t worry, just go back for now. I’ll see you in the morning.” He said as he got up and then put his hand gently on her shoulder. “You are....doing a great job. Hang in there.”

And with that, she was left alone in his office, but with a warm feeling, so warm it warmed her heart. He was indeed not what the rumours said about him. But perhaps, it was the same with her since she knew there were some nasty rumors going around. Then she thought ‘Just maybe....I found someone I can relate to’

—

Ever since then, Levi seemed irritated with the other scouts as he did notice and heard some remarks about others mocking Y/n. As well as the way they were just really acting like a bunch of kids who were not mature and had no idea what was coming from them. They truly were pathetic. “You know, it’s best not to be with such pathetic people.” He said suddenly as he was helping Y/n fix her 3DMG which mysteriously got jammed. 

Y/n felt these past few weeks that Levi was caring for her.....but in his own way.

Whenever they had a break, he would go over to Y/n and have a small chat. Nothing big just simple talks. “Make sure to wear good clothes...you know the winter is around the corner.” Y/n quite liked the small chats, it was a while since she had such a nice refreshing chat with someone. But she did not expect Levi to be the one, as he was not very vocal but she noticed actions spoke louder than words for him. Always giving her water or some biscuits for her to have, and checking on her equipment. It felt like she was cared for once and it did make her have an unknown feeling. It was quite complex for her to figure out but, it made her feel happy for sure though.

Whenever she got bullied by the other scouts on how she was just a nobody and just a junkie from the underground, it really made her feel embarrassed and she started wearing a hood over her head just to not be seen or known by others. However, that did not work for Levi as he spotted her quickly as she was sitting beside a tree. “Y/n? Why are you hiding there.” She looked up and saw him with a concerned look. But she gave a small smile, he was....different that was for sure.

“I just wanted to be alone, that’s all.” 

“Oh. Then, would you like me to leav-”

“No!” Y/n did not realize that she had just now raised her voice, but not only that....also grabbing the Corporal's wrist! She quickly backed away and before she was about to say something, Levi just started to....laugh? The whole atmosphere changed within seconds and Y/n just found herself smiling like an idiot. 

“Yeah, I am convinced now that you are an idiot.” He sat beside her and looked at her with a reassuring smile. Now she was a blushing mess, she just knew her face was heating up! Just being beside him the whole time, made her forget about what even made her upset from the beginning and not feel insecure anymore. Levi made her feel that just being herself was nothing wrong, nothing to be embarrassed about. Just spending time with Levi made her realize that, as someone like himself who really doesn’t seem to care about what others say about him while doing what he has to do was the highlight for her. She was y/n, her own person, and also....maybe an idiot according to Levi? But she will take that.

Y/n wasn’t sure what this unknown feeling was, but she wanted to keep feeling it for way longer. As time went by, she felt Levi’s worry and care for her. Whenever they passed by each other, he would look at her with a small smile, and sometimes when they were alone he made y/n to call him Levi.

—

Again, her 3DMG wasn’t working. She was quite disappointed in herself for not maintaining her gear, this would definitely not make her survive outside the walls if she had this problem occurring.

Y/n looked over at Levi who seemed quite angry and annoyed. She felt something in her gut that today...something was gonna happen.

“Alright, who done it.” The whole training area in the forest got silent. Everyone looks at each other with fear in their eyes. ‘What...? Don’t tell me.’

And that’s when Y/n figured it out, someone was tampering with her 3DMG! It was not just a coincidence after all.  However, that left her feeling terrible. Levi could see that and that’s when he snapped when seeing just how hurt Y/n was.

“No one is leaving here till that disgusting shithead who is responsible comes out.” No one had really seen Corporal Levi like that, the atmosphere changed so bad that even Mike felt it without sniffing anything. ‘I said no trouble...cause I’m afraid of this.’

Everyone now started to back away and look towards the guy who was trying to hide in the middle between the scouts. Y/n quickly noticed that it was one of the main people in the scouts that really was bothering her and came to the conclusion after seeing his fearful face that he was the culprit indeed.

Levi didn’t need to guess who it was and went walking slowly, straight up to him. “Was it...You.” Now, Y/n was sure that guy might have probably taken a real shit right now. He started sweating so badly and then got to the floor. “I-I’m so sorry Corporal!!! I mean to..!” Levi looked down at him with such disgust. “You are indeed pathetic. I did notice your shitty behaviour lately. But to go this far...doing that to another comrade? No. You are no longer a trustworthy scout, let alone a decent citizen and I’m officially taking you out of the whole Training Corps.”

The tension was so high, that everyone backed away from Levi and the bully, who really started this whole problem. Y/n just stood there with sadness and confusion. Seems like she probably will never know why she was the one picked on, like always.

—

After a long day, Y/n was called into Levi’s office during the evening. She went over there and inside his office. Levi noticed immediately the sadness in her eyes and the change in her vibe. He wondered why, why was she still upset? Did they bother her afterwards? He was about to ask when.

“Why did you do that for me? Was it for the good of the scouts to remove someone who doesn’t collaborate with others or....was it for me?” With that last word, she looked up with tears in her eyes that made her eyes come out looking more beautiful than ever. He stood in front of her now, and slowly, gently grabbing her hand. He looked at her with a lot of affection this time. “Idiot. It was because I care for you.” Levi said it so quietly, as if he just wanted Y/n to hear it and no one else even though they were both alone in his office. But, he said it in a way that made him blush just slightly, he was definitely not used to talking in a way to make someone acknowledge how he cares for them but also....for someone who he seemed to like.

“I was from there too you know.” He said suddenly, “So I understand.” Levi was now softly wiping the tears that rolled down Y/n’s cheeks. Levi didn’t need to say more, nothing more. Just that look in his eyes and the feeling that they are both feeling right now. That Unknown feeling was reassuring and what Y/n only needed. Nothing else. Y/n then brought her arms around Levi’s shoulders and hugged him, she wanted to feel his warmth on this cold winter night and comfort for her heart that she never knew she needed till tonight. Levi, hugged her back tightly with affection around her waist, also needing some more warmth that night and they stood there, hugging each other while outside his office window, it started to finally snow.

note: okay, I’m glad to have posted this! I’m not sure if anyone will read it or like it but I felt the sudden urge to post it and it was on my mind lately! I’m also finally done with uni and taking a break, so I decided to come back to post this and see whoever wants to read it and enjoy it. The world is crazy atm and I hope whoever reads this gives themselves a break once in a while <3

[levmada]

Hi gee - quick question, is levi the kind of person to go to bed angry or is he going to want to hash out any issues before bed?

this is really interesting to think about in my mind because (to me) Levi never ever loses his cool regardless of the argument, or says anything regrettable out of anger. He has complete control over himself, and he isn’t quick to anger anyway.

In minor arguments he’s not a pushover though. He becomes sarcastic, cold, and passive-aggressive, or sometimes even plain cruel.

But it’s different in huge/serious arguments, the kind that affect your lives or the future of your relationship.

In the first place, Levi isn’t an aggressive person and he prefers to be led rather than lead. He avoids personal conflict whenever he can. He’s never completely confident that conflict won’t lead to him being abandoned - one of the main constants in his life and the cause of his worst traumas yk.

So he does tend to go along in massive arguments, even if he was the one who was hurt, or hurt the most. Simply because his own feelings were invalidated and needs weren’t met growing up, so he’s really ambivalent to himself, while his partner is bound to mean absolutely everything to him. He’s extremely empathetic and would understand your side of the argument, even if that reduces how much he matters to you, because that’s what Levi believes about himself too.

If you’re objectively wrong, he states the facts, but he’s not going to go out of his way to change your feelings. That’s intimidating to him. If you let him down, that sets up a choice for him to make later.

So in big arguments, he’s more of a pushover.

Whatever the argument is, he hates confrontation on a personal level and discussing his feelings. But he hates more going to bed angry without the conflict being ended or at least having landed on a truce.

So, he doesn’t bring it up again if you don’t. He comes back around without announcing himself and does whatever your nighttime routine is. Routine is very important to him. He may not be sleeping and you may not be talking at all, but things are calm.

At the end of the day he cares so fucking much, and he grows so worried, that it’s worth it to temporarily resolve things by being near you even if the conflict isn’t completely over.

[cherryskyies]

How the aot men sleep

Includes: Levi Ackerman, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Reiner Braun

this was for funsies nothing serious as you can tell by my writing LMFAO anyway tysn 

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Levi 

Y’all know what I mean when I say Michael Myers type sleeping, right? Like on his back, arms pinned to his sides and head straight up is the kinda shit Levi is on. 

Not a peep comes out of him during the night, sometimes you wonder if he is even breathing, but god forbid you move an inch, because his ass shoots awake like a mom at 3 am when their toddler is like “mommy, I frew up.” 

If you want to cuddle him, you have to do that when he is awake, otherwise you’re just laying next to him, stiff as a board with your head on his chest — occasionally, he will run his fingers through your hair. 

He is a sheet kind of guy, anything more has him sweating like no other. He wears a thin T-shirt and boxers to sleep with his socks on.

Sorry, but he’d rather die than touch his bare feet to a cold dirty ground first thing y’know.

Eren

Space is not a thing with this man. You can be on opposite ends of the bed and he will still end up wrapped around you under a giant pile of blankets — how he doesn’t overheat is a mystery, because every morning you wake up drenched.

Speaking of drenched, it’s not just sweat coating your body. Eren is a drooler. There will be drool in your hair, on your chest, wherever he puts his head, there will be a pool left behind. 

He would hang free if you let him, but he will settle with wearing some old stained up boxers of his to sleep in. 

When it comes to snoring, Eren sounds like he is on the verge of death with every breath he takes. You might want to look into a cpap machine for this man. 

Armin

Armin is an okay sleeper, light snores and mumbles here and there, but nothing earth shattering like Eren.

When sleeping with Armin, prepare to be the big spoon. He will cuddle into your side and grip your shirt in his fist while he sleeps.

Similar to Levi, Armin will wear a thin shirt and some boxers he found on the floor to sleep — the downside is he has to pee every hour, because he chugs a bottle of water before bed. 

He has to have his hair pet to sleep, if you stop for even a second, he is aggressively tapping your hand and whining for you to continue like a baby.

Reiner

Reiner is the type to fall asleep in the chair kicked back, mouth open and snoring with the remote in his hand. 

A long sleeve shirt and boxers are his go-to pajamas, preferring a thin blanket and a big bed so he can starfish stretch to sleep.

Cuddling is a must with this man. Once you tow him to bed he wants you on top of him, face in the crook of his neck, and arms wrapped around him — not like he leaves much room for you to sleep in any other position anyway. 

Reiner is the type to snore so loud he wakes himself up and then passes out seconds later.

[vero-icon]

Many people headcanon Levi as illiterate when he lived in Underground.

If that was the case, then what are those?

Yes, it does look more like Farlan's corner, but I don't think that while Farlan could read, Levi couldn't. Living in a house with so many books and not being curious what they are about? Nah.

Reading and writing skills are useful and I really believe Levi would like to have any advantage in the Underground.

Theory 1: it’s possible that Levi learned from Farlan. 

Theory 2: he learned by himself.

You can find literate people in the Underground here and there. Look at that pimp charming businessman at the brother where Kushel worked:

Does he strike you as a guy, that went to any school at all?

Maybe reading and writing is just something you somehow... pick up to make a living?

Merchants definitely must know how to read, write and count. How would you keep a business without that skill?

Theory 3: his mother taught him. When Kushel died Levi was, what? Around 7 - 9 years old maybe? Even children as young as 3 learn how to put letters together, so Kushel had time to teach her son something before she died.

Theory 4, not delulu at all: Kenny taught him.

I was looking for anything that would indicate people in Underground know how to read: newspapers floating around, even as trash, but there are none. No signs on the buildings.

But there are labels! Bottles have labels!

Imagine tiny Levi, sitting at a table with Kenny in some suspicious looking bar,  pointing at a label on a bottle and asking "What are those little signs?"

“You don’t know how to read, boy?

Levi gets curious and keeps asking, whenever he encounters some writing, much to Kenny’s annoyance. "What does it say?"

Then Levi steals a book. "What does it say?" asks Levi pointing at the title.

Kenny comes to a conclusion it's a skill worth having. He's not a patient teacher and does not spend much time on it, but it wouldn't be very difficult for a kid smart as Levi to learn even with limited guidance from Kenny.

The last evidence proving my delulu that Levi learned to read in the Underground. Reading a label, ha!

[sharkiethrts]

I NEED MY SCRIPT

cue: in which levi finally attempts to talk to you, albeit awkwardly.

Sweaty palms are absolutely disgusting- the building menaces to society, he thinks.

His neck is getting warmer now, and he is sure that his ears are next to follow- then his face. It’ll be so red he’ll have to resort to hiding in his office for another hour again. And past experiences tells him it won’t be an enjoyable hideout with how Hange seems to be unjustifiably programmed with running in with no announces prepared.

It’s been like this for over 8 months now. And the only few times you’ve talked is with company (Hange and Erwin- sometimes poor Mobilt tags along too)

But today will change it all, he announces: he will attempt to talk to you alone.

Hange was the one who unintentionally caused this surge of change in him: “well, with how you always act, no one would approach you and actually get close to you unless they’re inclined to.”

He decides that the only way to know you is to talk to you; And finally accepts that his lame excuse of a ‘this is a professional progress for team building’ is wearing down each step that he takes towards your office. Each step closer to you.

“Lieutenant?”

Shit. He starts to regret it, but couldn’t dare turn when he faces you because of the shirt that was neatly tucked into his pants suddenly propping up- revealing a small line of skin.

He ‘casually’ reaches into his pocket, prepared to lean it over his pile of books- sneakily reading it over and freezes when the script isn’t there.

I left it when I went to shit. He realises gruffly.

“Is there something you need?”

He left you hanging. Fuck that’s worse.

“We should talk,” He finally musters out- skipping a few lines that he “vaguely” memorised and read through the day before (for around thirty five times) when his heart skipped too fast for his own good.

He might start coughing up his ashes.

“Is it something I did?”

He shakes his head quickly, freaking out silently as he stumbles over a few words and stutters, (fuck he stuttered), “I realised that we never got to know each other one on one- it’s for,” He stops before he stutters again, “Team-building. Erwin said so.”

He prays that you won’t mention it to Erwin.

“Sure.”

He almost screamed.

[romantichomicide95]

levi ackerman x reader

summary: just levi giving you oral. slight edging. all smut no plot.

minors dni

levi loves how responsive you are. he loves the little whimpers and moans that escape those pretty pouty lips every time his fingers swipe across your clit. the way your body trembles beneath him, the soft gasps that escape your lips, and the way your eyes roll back in pleasure all from just the lightest touch of his fingers are enough to urge him on.

so he increases the intensity of his touch, circling your clit faster as he slides two fingers inside you. your moans grow louder, more urgent, and levi knows he's got you right where he wants you. his lips connect with the plush flesh of your thigh and his teeth graze softly against your skin.

as levi’s fingers move in and out of you, he gently parts your legs wider, giving him free access to your dripping heat. he looks up at you and his eyes connect with yours before he lowers his head further, his tongue tracing a path from your inner thigh towards your center. as the tip of his tongue makes contact with your folds your fingers lace in his raven locks tugging and urging him on.

“patience.” he says and his eyes flicker to meet yours again, and you swear you see the slightest of smirks on his lips as he watches you writhe beneath him with need.

he reaches both hands up to grip your thighs, pulling you against him as he delves his tongue into your folds. his fingers continue to plunge in and out of you as he puts all the attention on your clit, sucking it gently and swirling his tongue around the sensitive nub.

levi’s free hand moves up to cup your breast, massaging your nipple between his fingers as he continues licking and sucking your clit. his fingers still slide in and out of you, curling against your sweet spot over and over again and involuntarily your hips bucks against his face, chasing every last bit of pleasure only he can pull out of you.

and then, just as your mind goes dizzy and you think you can't take any more, he stops. his fingers still buried deep inside you, his tongue resting against your folds, he looks up at you with those intense steely eyes that seem to see right through you. "tell me," he whispers against your skin and his cool breathe tickles your folds causing you to feel the ache of his absent tongue. “do you wanna cum?”

you look down at him, nodding your head and bucking your hips again trying to chase that high.

"yes, please," you moan, your voice shaky with need and your eyes pleading for more. “good girl.” he says, his tongue tracing a slow path back up to your clit. his fingers pump inside you again and you feel your body tighten, your pussy clenching around his fingers, and you know you're close. his other hand moves up to cup your breast again, massaging your nipple roughly between his fingers.

his fingers press against your sweet spot once more and you feel the familiar sensation pool over you as you come undone beneath him. you cry out his name as your legs shake and your body shudders. you feel your release around his fingers just as he pulls them out, his tongue licking up every last drop of your release.

his eyes dart to yours for the last time as he whispers "that’s it. give it all to me.”

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{{AOT}} Levi Headcanon

Levi loves his collection of fine soaps and bubble bath stuff. The man has different ways to wind down after a shit day. And sometimes, that comes in the form of a hot shower or a soak in his oversized clawfoot tub, full of luscious and fragrant bubbles. 

He takes pride in his appearance, though it's not at the top of his priority list. He likes to feel nice. He also hates to smell icky. If he's out on a mission and they don't have a chance to shower or anything, fine. He can deal. But when he's home and just doing paperwork or something, yeah. He's gonna suds up, rinse down, and drive everyone crazy with how fucking amazing he smells.

If he's home and able to, he'll shower in the morning and before bed. It's how he starts things off on the right foot and ends things on a good note.

His internal alarm goes off at 5:15 every morning. Rain or shine. Monday through Friday, Saturday or Sunday. He. Likes. Routine. It helps him feel normal. As normal as someone can feel fighting giant freaks everyday.

He chooses which one he wants to use based on the mood he's already in or the mood he wants to be in.

MUSKY: Birch, Bourbon, Sandlewood, Vanilla, Cypress, Patchouli, Amber, anything deep and that reminds you of sex.

***He's feeling confident and WILL bend you over his lap if you cross him this day (when the fuck doesn't he).

HERBY: Lavender, Orange Oil, Minty, Eucalyptus, anything fresh and clean

***He's looking to have a chill kind of day. Let the cards land where they may, I can handle this, no problemo.

*Levi would die by his own hand before he ever said "no problemo"

SPICY: Cinnamon, Nutmeg, Clove, Cardamom

***He's really craving some time in - especially if it's raining or stormy outside. He wants to curl up with a book or with his s/o and just talk as little as possible. Maybe he's feeling a little amorous. (Fingers fucking crossed.)

UNSCENTED: Sans fragrance

***He's playing fast and loose to see what will unfold at his feet.

So, long story short, if he's smelling like:

BOURBON//SANDLEWOOD//VANILLA: Cross him. Push the mans buttons. He literally wants you to so he can teach you a lesson about how to be his best baby. 

EUCALYPTUS//MINT: Don't bombard him with a bunch of bullshit. HE DOESN'T WANT IT TODAY.

CINNAMON//CLOVE: Set up a little spot in your room on the bed with some reading material. Or lay out huge, fluffy blankets on the living room floor to watch the rain beat the hell out of the window. Run your fingers over the shaved part of his hair against the growth. It'll send chills down his spine. Maybe he’ll reciprocate. 

SANS FRAGRANCE: Try it. Dunno what to tell ya. 

[stillackerman]

Levi would peel an orange for you

[levispersonalslave]

Book warnings ~ Levi x Reader, modern AU, swearing, blood, obsessive love, mentions of alcohol, violence, mentions of sexual assault.

Chapter one warning ~ Levi x Reader, modern AU, swearing.

Note ~ Ajaksj something for my wife @lymsfm SHE GAVE ME THE IDEA FOR THE PLOT AND STORYLINE, ALL CREDITS GO TO HER.

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Obsession and love. A thin line divides those two feelings. Anything could happen in that situation, where a person steps over the line. Onto obsession.

What does it take to cross the line between love, and obsession?

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It was a rather innocent meeting. She had been in her last year of college at the time. She had decided to study at her favorite café, a five minute walk from her campus.

She had been sitting by herself in the corner, staring at the boringly white screen of the open laptop in front of her. A half-eaten strawberry shortcake that she had ordered sat near her hand, along with a cup of tea. She had taken two bites of the shortcake before she was already full. Her cheek rested on the palm of her hand, her finger tapping against the wooden table out of boredom. Click click click. Her eyes momentarily scanned the café, before her gaze settled on a certain man. He had been sitting by himself in the corner as well, as far away from everyone as possible.

She stared at him for a moment, admiring his features. He seemed to be in his twenties, with dark inky hair, styled into a neat undercut. His bangs fell over his grey-blue eyes, which seemed to be permanently set into a cold, unforgiving gaze. He was wearing a black button-down, a suit jacket draped over the backrest of his chair. The sleeves of his button-down were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular and scarred forearms. The setting sun seeped in through the large windows of the rustic café, giving his pale skin a soft golden glow.

He was sipping from a white porcelain teacup. He held it in a rather... strange way, which made her raise a brow and chuckle lightly. He was holding it by the edge, his slim fingers looked like a spider's legs around the rim of the teacup.

He seemed to be staring around the café as well, people-watching. His eyes met hers for half a second, before she quickly, instinctively, looked back at her laptop screen.

By the time the sun had set, and the moon had begun to rise, she snapped her laptop shut and stood up. She glanced around one last time. The man was leaving as well, heading towards the door of the café. It was just now that she realized, he was quite short compared to most average men. He looked to be under one-hundred and seventy centimeters.

Still handsome, though.

She followed him out, to which he politely held the door open for her to leave first. She shot him a brief smile and a quiet “Thank you”, before stepping out into the chilling night. An impenetrable fog had fell upon the city, restricting the view ahead of her. This wasn't strange, however, it was mid-October, of course it would be cold and foggy. It was a dense rush-hour tonight, with hundreds, maybe thousands, of cars rushing past in blurs. Blinding red and golden lights, deafening and persistent beeping and honking shattering the stillness and solitude of the night. She allowed a tired sigh escape her lungs as she began heading back towards her dorm room. She took one last glance over her shoulder, to perhaps catch a glimpse of that man one more time, only to find that he was already gone.

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Around a week later, she returned to the café. Another study session. Her eyes scanned the room for the mysterious man from the last week, but to no avail. He wasn't there that day, which was quite a shame.

She let a soft sigh release from her lips before she sat on the red leather sofa, putting her laptop down on the table in front of her. She raised the screen and typed in her password, her fingers moving swiftly over the keyboard. She watched the screen load for half a second before the blank page, of what was supposed to be the essay due in two days, popped up. She stared at the blinking cursor, her mind abruptly going blank while she tried to think of what to write. She groaned and tapped her finger against the table, a look of aggravation on her face. She instinctively glanced up as she heard the soft jingling sound of a bell when the door opened.

The man had returned, later than usual. She watched him as he ordered black tea, and sat down in one of the tables near her, awaiting his drink. She quickly looked back at her laptop screen when she realized she was staring.

Her manicured nail absentmindedly tapped against the space bar of her keyboard, staring at the blinking cursor in front of her.

“What's it about?”

A Male voice reached her from her left. She flinched, startled by the sudden noise near her, and looked to see who it belonged to. It was the man sitting near her. She stared at him for a moment, while he stared back.

“I'm assuming you're deaf then?”

Her staring had earned her a snarky remark. She quickly pulled herself back together and spoke.

“No, you just scared me for a second.”

He cocked a brow at her in response, “You get startled that easily, huh? I'm not that scary.”

“No, you just--” She huffed, “Don't flatter yourself. You just caught me off guard.”

“Uh-huh,” The man spoke once more, completely ignoring her response, “Did you hear what I said? What's the assignment about?”

“Oh, politics.” She turned her head back to bright screen sitting in front of her. She heard the man let out a small, “Ugh,” sound, which she felt in her heart and soul. She never liked politics either, nor enjoyed writing about them. He paused in the middle of their conversation to take his drink from the waitress, nodding in a silent, “Thank you,”

She watched him as he brought the cup up to his lips and took a sip of his tea. She sighed and tried to think of what to add to her essay once more.

Her laptop crashed.

She wasn't sure where it had come from or what she had done to cause it, but either way, it happened. She stared at her laptop in shock as the screen went pitch-black, a small circular icon coming up while spinning lazily in a circle with a title under it that read, restarting.

Her jaw slipped open, a small “Oh, shit,” leaving her lips.

She had finally managed to write a few paragraphs during these past few hours of sitting around at the café, and now, it's simply gone. All because of some slip up that caused her laptop to crash, or maybe her laptop just decided to be a bitch that day. Who knows?

“No, no, no,” She whispered under her breath as she grabbed the sides of her computer screen. She had saved it, right? It had to be somewhere for sure. Right?

She glanced up. She couldn't ask for help from any of the people who were in the café, who were either peacefully sipping their tea while reading or on cute little coffee dates. She would have to deal with it herself. How? She didn't know yet. Surely there should be some solution? Surely all her work hadn't been for nothing? She looked back at her laptop. It had started up once more, as she entered her password and frantically searched for the folder her assignment might be in. No trace of it.

Shit. Her essay was due tomorrow, and she had just lost the file she was supposed to hand out to the professor.

“Oi, how's that assignment coming?”

Oh, the man's timing couldn't possibly be better. She turned in her seat. He was leaning back against the red leather sofa near her, flipping through the pages of a book that she hadn't noticed he had taken out. “I... Mm...”

He looked up. He must have noticed how panicked she looked, as he spoke once more, “Now what?”

She felt ridiculously embarrassed as she uttered, “My laptop crashed.”

“And?”

“And the file's not where I thought I'd saved it...”

“You've tried the search function?”

“Uh-huh,”

His scowl worsened as he rose from his seat, walking up behind her and leaning forward. “Shit like this happens a lot,” He said bluntly, his hand clicked and scrolled through her files.

“Do you have a backup drive?” He asked her.

That was when she remembered that she did, in fact, have a backup drive in case something like this happened to her. She was always prepared for these types of situations. She quickly nodded to answer his inquiry. He hummed in response.

He was leaning closer to her than most would expect a stranger to do so, their faces only centimeters apart. She felt his hand on her shoulder, and his fingers lightly brush against her collarbone.

“Relax,” He murmured, his thumb kneading into her already tense shoulder blade. She wasn't quite sure whether he was talking about her assignment or his hand on her shoulder. Either way, she couldn't relax.

“Here,” He said, his grasp on her shoulder loosening, “Is this it?”

“Oh, yeah. Thank you, uhm...”

“Levi.”

“Thank you, Levi.”

They both stayed silent for the next few moments as he skimmed over what she had written so far. “God damn, all this? You're going to make your professor read all this?”

“Well that's--”

“That's your rough draft, isn't it?”

“Yeah, why? What's it to you?” She frowned.

“It's too long. Did you never learn how to summarize a paragraph?”

“Well why do you care in the first place? No one asked for your opinion,”

She crossed her arms and leaned back against the chair, looking at him with a scowl on her face. She was ready to take back the gratitude she had given him. She stole a swift glance at his hand, which had kept its place on her shoulder.

“Fine, don't come crying to me when you get a failing grade.” He pulled his hand back from her shoulder, standing up straight once more. Just to get the last lick, she spoke once more, despite not really knowing what it is that she was saying, “We'll see who comes crying.”

She watched him as she grabbed his book off the table and made sure to clean the area a little, perhaps it was to help the waiters, or maybe he just didn't like leaving places looking messy. He took his coat and left the café, closing the door behind him with a jingle of the bell. She turned her eyes back to the screen, rereading what she had written. “It's not too long at all.”

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Later on, over the course of the next perhaps four or five months, they had multiple encounters, and hung out often at the same café. Perhaps you could even call them friends.

Best friends.

He was a man of few words, hard to understand if you don't know him; his constant sarcasm and harsh degradation making it a challenge for those who try to get close to him.

Yet she had managed to achieve the seemingly impossible task of befriending him.

They slowly grew closer and closer, their friendship blooming into something more within their hearts. You know how it goes. One thing leads to another, the man, who she had learned was named Levi Ackerman, had confessed to her, she had told him she felt the same, and they lived happily ever after. The end. That's how it's supposed to go, right? Mm-mm. Not this time.

1,926 words, 7800+ characters

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[levisecretgfblog]

Another one because it's so fk good