#modern!Levi

[agusrkive]

Good Friend Ackerman

‘what she doesn’t know, won’t kill her. right?’

summary: Levi as your good friend who’s been secretly pining over you for years

cw: mild nsfw, whipped levi

you always wonder why your suitors disappear after the first date or even a few potential admirers that would suddenly lose interest after a few hangouts like “hey, I really enjoyed today and I wanna see you again.. call you later tonight?” or “let’s go see that exciting film tomorrow that you told me about last week! i’ll pick you up at 10~ xoxo” then boom! no calls, the number you have dialed is currently unavailable~ blah-bla-blah, cell is blocked, and no sign of Connie Springer from the bookstore.

“I really thought this one was into me, Levi.”

the raven just shrugged before sipping his tea. he ignored you, but the smug look on his face says otherwise. you rolled your eyes at him and he scoffed. he never really misses anything and that’s one of the traits you admire about him. though it sometimes irritates you with how sharp he is that you can never be sneaky with him. talk about multiple backfired pranks and earfuls from the devil himself, but you always managed to get away only because he lets you.

“what? don’t look at me like that. he was the one who initiated it and he said he’d pick me up, I thought he was just late. but there we’re no calls.”

…

“I think he blocked me.. oh no! what if something happened to him!? Levi, what do we do?!”

it’s his turn now to roll his eyes at you, shaking his head at your dramatic exaggeration. after being friends with you for years, that’s one thing that he’ll never get used to and he’ll never get tired of too. he thinks it’s cute, but he’ll never admit that to you. knowing you’ll never shut up about it and he knows you damn well enough to know that he’ll never hear the end of it with your annoying teasing.

“brat, calm down. maybe it’s a good thing he suddenly disappeared, you don’t even know him that well.”

you gave him a deadpan look.

“that’s exactly what a second date is for! to get to know him better, idiot!”

he flicks your forehead while giving you a headlock. he’s always too fast and you didn’t see it coming. you thought of flailing your arms for release or fake fainting, but knowing his strength and how you always lose to him. he will only let go once you say sorry, but that would only feed his unnecessary ego that he doesn’t need anyway. you try to think of anything, then an idea pops up in your head. a very stupid, childish idea. gathering all your strength, you wrapped your hands tightly around his grip on you as a distraction. then you pushed your behind into him very very hard.

you heard a moan.

and you both freeze—

for a moment, none of you uttered a single word.

then you realize what just happened, he didn’t just— no.. did he? oh god. it seems like Levi realized it too when he suddenly releases his hold and backed away from you as if you were a hot molten lava, which you feel like you are right now with how much your face is burning. involuntary, your hands reached up to cover your reddening face. you are still frozen in your spot.

“ohmygod.”

“shut up”

Levi lets out a grunt as he clutches his crotch in an almost crouching position. he was shocked when you pulled that stunt and all he could do was freeze. you are so stupid, how could you even think of that?he wanted to get mad at you, but he knows he couldn’t.. he’s too whipped and when you pushed into him so hard, he felt it everywhere, you. your ass on him, your plump ass against his dick that is now hard.. it felt so good.

Levi tries to think of anything than the thought of your ass against him, against his hard d- he closes his eyes and sighs trying to calm himself. pissed at himself for getting a hard raging boner that he has to take care of now, pissed at the fact that you know he got a boner because of you and he’s a little embarrassed. you’re still there in front of him with your back facing him and that ass.. Levi looks away, anywhere but your ass. his face flushed and you won’t even look at him, it’s better that way. of course what did he think?

he hates himself for being so horny like a stupid teenager and poor you, now you’ll probably look at him weirdly like how could he? someone who you thought of as a friend and even as an older brother had a reaction to you like that? although he doesn’t see you as a little sister, but you didn’t know that. did you?

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pt. 2

the disappearance of connie springer

[the-milk-anon]

aot recommendations

works by gee 💙 @levmada

fluff

canon!levi | being a father figure for the 104th’s

canon!levi | saying “i love you” for the first time

canon!levi | reader has trouble sleeping

canon!levi | he returns from a mission

asexual!levi | his relationship with an asexual male!reader

modern!levi | him dealing with reader’s fears

levi | making him breakfast in bed

levi | cooking for reader

angst

canon!levi | surviving a freezing night in the underground

hurt/comfort

postwar!levi | re-building his self-worth

canon!levi | having a breakdown

smut

canon!levi | soft sex with injured!levi (postwar)

canon!levi | first time with male!reader

canon!levi | rough sex after calling him cute

sub!levi | edging him

sub!levi | fucking him into subspace

sub!levi | giving male!reader head for the first time

kitty!levi | lactation kink

kitty!levi | building a nest while in heat

kitty!levi | giving him a collar + levi wearing lingerie

kitty!levi | he gets jealous

kitty!levi | breeding with male!reader

kitty!levi | feeling guilty during his heat

kitty!levi | dealing with his heat

omegaverse!levi | breeding

virgin!levi | taking his virginity

virgin!levi | giving him head

trans!levi | ftm!levi being body worshipped

trans!levi | sfw and nsfw headcanons for ftm!levi

trans!levi | taking ftm!levi’s virginity

trans!levi | winter cuddles with ftm!levi

trans!levi | giving ftm!levi head

levi | riding him

levi | cum eating

multiple parts

merman!levi | canal (five chapters)

trans!levi | canon world ftm!levi headcanons (part 1)

trans!levi | canon world ftm!levi headcanons (part 2)

trans!levi | canon world ftm!levi headcanons (part 3)

modern!levi | period sex (part 1)

modern!levi | period sex (part 2)

modern!levi | period sex (part 3)

levi x furlan

levifar | bathing together

levifar | having their first time together (part 1)

levifar | continuation with bottom!levi (part 2)

levi x erwin

eruri | trans!levi and erwin are stargazing

check out their ao3 as well <3

[the-traveling-poet]

hey hey hey I love your writing sm!! hope your doing well ml :)

Would you be up to writing some kind of one shot where Levi is a famous actor/singer/writer or whatever you think he would be, and the reader could either be also famous or a fan of his? I’ll leave it up to you to decide if you ever do write it and please have all the creative freedom you need!

if you do get to my request thank you! 🤍✨

Autograph

The finale of your favorite tv series was a bittersweet end. As excited as you had been to see how the producers would wrap up the story, it saddened you greatly to ‘say goodbye’ to your favorite character’s actor; Levi Ackerman. But with the end of the show came a new beginning for you. One that starts at the casting crew’s first ever meet and greet.

Pairings: Actor!Levi x Fan!Reader

Warnings: Modern!AU, fluff, idol worship, F!reader

taglist: @21aurora @deepzombieyouth @braunsbabe

A/N: Yay my first modern!au request!! I felt like actor was the right path for modern Levi, not that he wouldn’t be a phenomenal singer cause oh lawd that vOICE- Thank you sm Maddy, and I’m finally doing better rn physically and mentally than I was! I hope the same can be said with you🤎As always if anything written doesn’t match your preferences I’ll happily rewrite!

Enjoy 🤎

Part 2 | Part 3

At first, you thought it was merely a joke. Perhaps a fellow fan’s attempt at crafting a reality they desired to live.

Squinting your eyes at the screen in your hand, you read over the post another couple of times before feeling satisfied this wasn’t just some fan’s shit posting. How could it be, with the post having been shared by so many already?

As you checked the account’s page for validity, you nearly let your phone slip through your fingertips.

It was real. This was happening…

Your phone screen shone brightly in the dark living room, illuminating your shocked expression to yourself in the simple mirror hung on the far wall. With shaking hands you scrolled down the page just one more time. How could you sleep soundly tonight without making sure this was absolutely legitimate?

Lo and behold, you confirmed to yourself for the nth time that, this official page was, in fact, the one you had been following religiously for the past several months.

Your favorite show’s director was holding the casting crew’s first ever live meet and greet, held in a city only a couple hours drive away from your quaint apartment.

With your breath stuck snugly in your throat, you swiped off the social media platform and checked your bank statements. The meet and greet was expensive, as you’d have expected, but was this really an opportunity you could just pass up on? A chance to meet the people behind the show that had indirectly changed your life for the better?

I’ll just make the money back with my next paycheck…

You felt light headed as you finally loosed the breath lodged in your throat and returned to the official page with the intent of purchasing your pass. Thought the process took much longer than you had expected it to, you couldn’t find it within yourself to complain about the shitty wifi connection hindering your transaction. Never once in your life had you been this gleeful to spend such money in one sitting on yourself, but everyone deserved to treat themselves every once in awhile, you reasoned to yourself.

And on an experience such as this one? You would have gladly spent double your total. As the payment went through, you sighed to yourself in relief. Your rainy day fund you took money out of your paycheck for every two weeks finally did you some good.

Glancing back at the bright screen, you couldn’t stop the giddy grin that spread across your lips at the poster image located just above your e-receipt featuring the main protagonists of the show, all but one grinning and smile at the camera.

Of course, the odd one out would be your favorite.

Typically, when developing a fictional crush in your past, it remained just that; fictional. You often fell for a character’s complex story, and merely kept your fixation based around the actor’s part in the film. But with Levi Ackerman, your fictional crush blurred the lines between character and actor.

It all started when you decided to watch through all the deleted and extended scenes of the show, finding a laugh in Levi’s crude humor on set towards one of his cast mates, and they way he always managed to stay in character even during the blooper reels. Well, mostly anyways.

Soon after, you took to scouring the internet for every piece of behind the scenes footage you could get your hands on, just to see him.

His interviews, his bloopers, his day-to-day rehearsals on set with the crew, his mostly inactive social media accounts. The list was ever growing.

The lord only knew how many times you’d had to purchase more storage for your phone with the amount of saved footage you’d created folders for.

Now, with the chance to meet the man himself? To speak with him and his cast mates just after the finale aired? Your heart raced in your chest erratically with all the possibilities and imaginative scenarios in which you’d learn more of the man from his own mouth.

Once more you checked your phone for the time.

One week, at noon…This is going to be the longest week of my life…

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Finally, after many restless nights spent worrying over and obsessing over the meet and greet interview, the fated day had arrived.

Checking your phone one last time in the threshold of your apartment door, you couldn’t help but chuckle at the texts lining rows on your home screen. Throughout every shift that week you’d made it known to every one of your coworkers the event you would be attending that weekend. Your friends weren’t victimless either; listening to you ramble and drone on about your love for this show and its cast.

By now they nearly had the show memorized from your retelling, but that never stopped you from explaining your hyper fixations further.

Slipping into your car, you placed your well worn key into the ignition and grinned as the engine hummed to life. After placing your bag in the passenger seat, you quickly read through the well wishes of luck texted to you by your closest of friends. They may not harbor the same obsession as you, but their support warmed your heart.

Reversing out of your parking spot, you squinted your eyes up at the rising sun. It was better to arrive far earlier than the event time, you reasoned, to avoid the crowds that would soon follow you into the building and find a decent place to park.

And so off you went, turning out of the complex and onto the highway.

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Finding a decent spot somewhat near the building, you parked. For the hundredth time now, you felt the need to check your phone’s map to reassure yourself you were, in fact, in the right spot. At the right time. Again your calendar reminded you; Today, noon.

Releasing a shaky sigh you hadn’t realized you’d been holding, you released your grip on your phone and tucked it away. After grabbing your bag and turning off your car, you slowly opened the driver’s door and stepped out onto the pavement.

All around you were vehicles pulling into the parking lot. Horns would sound as a driver tried their hardest to find a place to park in a hurry, while in other directions some muffled shouts arose from the still morning air from excited fans having made their arrival.

You checked your outfit over, smoothing out any wrinkles and bunches in the fabric before you felt satisfied enough to make an appearance.

Today was the day, and by god were you as ready as you would ever be.

The moment you stepped foot inside the lobby, you became aware of just how large the crowd had grown around you. Many pushed through the doors, some wearing fancy attire while others adorned merchandise from the show. You smiled to yourself at the sight, wondering briefly if you were perhaps underdressed or not dressed quite enough. Shaking your head, you decided you looked as fine as you could in what you had chosen for the day.

At a desk sat before double doors at the end of the hall, you showed the guards your e-receipt on your phone, to which they merely nodded with a curt smile and allowed you entrance to the room beyond.

Upon entering, you took note that the room was still filling up, forming lines towards a wide table taking up the space of the back wall. You’d seen enough live interviews on the web to know the cast would soon take their places there, so you hurried into line, praying against all odds Levi Ackerman would be set at the chair near the end of the line you occupied.

Half an hour later, you sighed with relief as your silent prayer had been answered. For at the head of the line, behind the pristine tabletop, sat the actor himself.

Shifting anxiously from foot to foot, you felt you could barely contain your excitment and nervousness.

Despite having rehearsed many a time in your mind what you might say to the man you idolized, you worried it would be quite right. So once more, you preformed the act of your simple speech to yourself, pray in you wouldn’t fumble to harshly when you got to talk to him.

It seemed to take an eternity to move only two paces ahead of your spot, but you reminded your impatient self that this would all be well worth your time.

Eventually, when your turn came up to greet the man, you merely froze as the spot ahead of you opened up.

Seeing him up close in person was much more humbling than you’d imagined it to be. No matter how close to the camera you had seen him through before, nothing could have prepared you for how it would feel to be the person only feet away from his presence.

You hesitantly stepped forward, absentmindedly scolding yourself from not bringing a beverage with you to wet your suddenly dry throat. The moment you stepped forward and raised your hand in awkward greeting, Levi met your eye through thick inly bangs.

His eyes lazily drifted up your form, briefly stopping to glance at the way you nervously gripped at your own hands and bag strap, before meeting your eyes. Immediately, his gaze seemed to almost soften, eyelids covering less of his pupils and his brows became less furrowed while he evaluated you. For a moment, his gaze held something akin to interest, as though you were the spectacle of this event rather than himself.

But with a rapid blink of your eyes, the look was gone. Now, it felt as though his eyes were searching your very soul for something to judge. You gulped silently, feeling more nervous now than you had when you first parked your car in the lot.

“H-hi, I’m Y/N,” you greeted softly with a nervous smile. “I uhh…I love your character in the show, as-as well as your acting.”

“I’d introduce myself to you, miss Y/N, but I doubt that’s necessary, given the circumstances,” Levi drawled out, in a tone near bored. But his eyes…his eyes told a different story than the one his tone conveyed.

Shifting on your feet, your emotions fought between nervousness and excitement. Your mind couldn’t quite make itself up on which emotion to convey as you watched the handsome man sat before you, so instead you decided to shake the invasive thoughts clouding your mind and simply speak.

“I uhh, I’m not sure how much time you have per fan, but, well… I love your part in the films. Both your character and your acting. The way you keep in character, even off set, is really impressive.”

Levi glanced around the gathering, mentally counting through the many heads bobbing through the lines towards himself and his cast mates. He hummed to himself, seeming to contemplate what he was about to say.

“I have plenty of time to answer your questions. You all paid enough to be here, the least I could return is ample time for conversation. So thank you, though I get that one often.”

He shifted in his chair, regarding you with an air of curiosity. With a fist on his chin, he glanced you up and down once more.

“Doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate it, though. I believe the reason I fit the role the way that I do, is because this is just how I am in general.”

At his response you couldn’t help but grin and bite at your lower lip with giddy excitement. God, his voice, the nonchalant vibe he carried about himself, the sharp yet soft eyes…even the way he sat in his seat with one leg crossed over the other as he leaned forward over the table towards you. You could have sworn you saw the slightest upturn in the corner of his lips as he regarded your statement.

“Well you’re a perfect fit, in my opinion.” You gushed, daring to take another step closer. “I love watching you. Well, what I mean is, I uhh- You’re-you’re nice to watch. But I don’t mean…I…”

And just like that, your composure broke entirely. Any concentration you had before fell at your feet in embarrassingly jagged shards.

The sound of a muffled chuckle brought you out of your mental spiral, making your eyes dart back up towards the man. In all your deep web searches of the man for content, you’d seldom heard him chuckle, much less muffle his laughter. The sound caught you by such surprise you barely registered the words he spoke next.

“I’m-i’m sorry…what did you say?” You mumbled, daring to look him in the eyes.

“I said you’re adorable, really. It’s fair to be nervous, but surely I’m not that threatening off set. You’re flustered.” He spoke smoothly, never taking his eyes off yours. Again you drew a blank, this time understanding him but still at a loss for words. The minute smirk perched on his lips was ever present, making you shift uncertainly in your spot.

“I’ve just…Well, I’ve looked forward to this all week. I had everything planned out to say but…You’re so…” You trailed off, slowly coming back out of your shell once more. Or at least, you attempted to, before Levi suddenly pulled out a pen.

“Tell you what, brat. I’ll sign you a paper, and maybe add in a number off to the side. Perhaps you’ll be more coherent over the phone, when you don’t have to gawk at me.”

Stunned into silence once more, you intently watched as Levi drew out his unique signature, and after a pause in which he looked back up towards you with contemplation, add a series of numbers scrawled out just under his name.

“Yeah…yeah sure, I can do that,” You managed to squeak out, shakily taking the paper from him once he offered it up.

With a smile, he glanced once more around the room before standing from his chair and leaning across the table towards you.

“This shitty event ends around 5pm. I suppose you’ll have your phone on hand around then?”

Before you could answer, one of the set’s guards motioned towards the both of you that the next fan was in line and ready, so you merely gave Levi an eager nod while clutching the paper in your hand close to your chest.

As you walked back towards the row of chairs to take a seat for the interview to begin in an hour’s time, you raised a hand towards your own face and felt the skin of your cheeks was quite warm. Glancing back down at the note Levi had written you, you memorized the digits there and immediately put them into your phone as you took a seat.

With shaking hands you returned your phone to your pocket, only to look out across the room and accidentally meed Levi’s eye from the table. Catching your look, he shot you a near smug, subtle smile.

[daemontargaryenwhore]

He couldn't afford to lose another kid knowing he's going to lose one just for the battle to end.

[jrreigns]

Summer Heat

It’s the middle of the night and it’s hot. Levi can’t get the thought of you bouncing on his cock out of his mind.

CW: Levi x fem!reader, needy!Levi, pwp (?), established relationship, edging, masturbation, sub!Levi, bottom!Levi.

A/N: Sorry, I love soft, subby Levi. Also, I thought fall weather was finally here and today the humidity has returned T_T. It feels like summer again. 1.2k~ words of smut.

Also, anyone else like turning on the AC so that it’s so cold you can use a blanket to sleep?

Credit to @cafekitsune for the dividers!

There was a certain restlessness that plagued Levi tonight. 

He couldn’t tell if it was the humidity that lingered in your small room or if it was the blaring sight of the numbers on the clock on your nightstand. You grew cold so quickly as soon as he turned on the air conditioner, so he refrained from turning it on too often in the middle of the night, much to his dismay. The blanket that covered the both of you only made things stuffier, but again he complied only because it was you.

Humidity or it was the glimpse he caught of your sleeping form beneath the covers, legs appearing divine beneath the soft fabric of an oversized t-shirt, the hem of it hiked up and underwear on full display.

It wasn’t anything particularly sexy, but given that you and Levi have only up until recently embarked on the more sexual side of your relationship, it had him sweating profusely. Levi willed the thoughts away, but ever since you’ve sheathed yourself on his cock for the first time, he couldn’t help but want you anywhere and everywhere.

He looked at your face, snoring softly, lips slight agape.

The things your mouth has done to him.

It was fascinating just how quickly that mouth has worked him up. It didn’t make more than the sight of you right now to have his cock twitching and aching, begging to be touched. 

He scoffed at himself.

He was acting undisciplined and impulsive. He hated it. So needy, so ferociously and passionately needy.

Levi tossed and turned, before finally giving up; embarrassment and shame settling momentarily in his bones, before he finally let desperation win. He didn’t want to bother you, he couldn’t bother you, especially not at this ungodly hour.

Past the hem of his pants, the waistband of his boxers, he finally gripped his leaking semi-hard cock, breath hitching as he did. 

It was hot, too hot, as he languidly pumped, the humidity of your apartment creating a sheen of sweat to form beneath the wisps of his bangs. He hated it, it felt disgustingly humid, and yet the image of your lips around his cock, the image of you on top of him, forced him to push through. He imagined your soft praises, your god yes and your breathy huffs of just like that. 

Levi bit his bottom lip, focusing hard on your soft snoring, about to cum when he forced his hand to stop, right at the edge to prolong the feeling. Yes, you would be proud, eyes filled with admiration that he still fought hard to get accustomed to. He let out a soft sigh as he wounded and unwounded himself.

One hand comes to desperately shove his sweatpants and briefs down, only enough for his cock to spring free. His other hand comes to find the remote to your AC unit, turning it on so that the humming can disguise some of the throaty sounds that escaped him.

Frustration nibbled at him as he desperately tried to mimic your fingers, the way they wrapped themselves around his length, but it was hopeless. His calloused hands were no match for your soft ones, fingers that delicately wrapped themselves around him, rubbing over the head and down, covering his cock with his own pre-cum. He gritted his teeth at the image.

A low whimper emanates from deep inside him, and for a moment, only for a moment, he allows himself the pleasure of it, a low groan of your name slipping out of him. He edges himself forward, almost there, oh, a-almost there. His hand speeds up, imagining you bouncing on him, the way your hips shifted atop him, forwards and back, using his dick to get to your own climax. So good.

He can feel the cum pooling deep in his balls, wanting to so desperately shoot out and stain your pristine sheets, sheets he helped wash up since the last time he made a mess. Breathy pants give away just how close he is to the precipice, and right as he’s about to urge himself forward, to cum and cum hard, he focuses on the sound of your soft snoring.

The sound is absent.

Despite the sweatiness, Levi could feel that the room has reached a cooler temperature now. It’s enough to clear the pleasure-stricken haze of his mind. You were probably still sleeping, right, you had to be.

He doesn’t need to turn to know you’re awake, he already knows, and the hand that meets his shoulder confirms the thought. You shuffle, bringing your lips to his ear, breathy whispers that send a shiver down his spine.

“What are you doing baby?”

He was going to mumble some kind of excuse, an apology for his lack of self-control, but you move quickly, pulling the covers away from him, goosebumps forming on his skin as you exposed him. The sight must’ve truly been sickening, he thought, tip of his cock pink and leaking, the hem of his pants halfway down his thighs, half of his ass bare on your white sheets, face red. There’s no lie that could possibly explain this.

Levi’s confused when he finds need in your eyes. Instead of ridiculing him, you hum and your face breaks out into a smirk.

“If you wanted to be touched, you should’ve just asked.”

I didn’t want to bother you, he wants to say. We’ve been doing it all week, how needy can I get?

Your fingers come to graze the tip of his length and softly moves lower, Levi lets out a groan.

It’s enough to trigger a spasm between your legs, it’s enough for an ache to develop in your lower belly.

You move quickly to straddle him, moving your panties to the side, just enough to let him slip inside.

“W-wait,” he beings, crying out your name as you notch his dick against your wetness, the consequences of edging himself finally on the verge of discovery as his cock twitched against you. Your hands met the hardness of his abdomen as the first ring of your tightness surrounds his thick length.

“You want me to wait after hearing you say my name like that,” you say breathlessly, sinking lower, a moan of his name coming from your parted lips. Levi’s head falls back against the pillow, orgasm looming and threatening to spill.

“Don’t worry—ah—I’ll make it all better, Levi. Oh—your cock feels so good inside me,” you tell him as you cover him completely, your pussy smothering all of him, wetness feeling so good for him.

“It’s all inside,” you say breathlessly, and you slide up and down once, twice, three times.

It’s too good, too good, too good.

Tears slip down Levi’s cheeks as he cums, jaw clenched as he grits your name through his teeth. Your eyes widen as you feel his silky warmth shoot inside you, but you don’t stop moving as he does, watching as his face contorts in pleasure, content, before he’s overstimulated, brows furrowing and nose scrunching.

You fight through the ache and stop moving, leaning down to look at him.

You smirk as he finally opens his eyes, blue-gray eyes looking at you.

“What am I going to do with you,” you ask him playfully, hand coming to caress his cheek. He sighs contently.

Love me, he thinks, but he doesn’t voice it at all. He knows you already do.

[zoozvie]

You ever see those videos of people who make their coworker blush because they open lids or cabinets before the other person can get to it?

When Levi has a crush on you, his coworker at a cafe, he’s the type of person who puts his hand on the edge of the counter when you bend down so you don’t hit your head. He flicks open the door to the ice cooler before your hand can even touch it. And just as you walk up to the sink when he’s already there, he takes the dishes out of your hands without even looking and starts to wash them.

Anytime you are next to each other while you work he does these little things that definitely have made you hide your heated face afterwards. And don’t get me started on the shit he gives customers when they try to yell at you. You’re always on schedule with each other because you get so much done together.

When you’re both on the opening shift, and you get there first thing, the first drink to be made as the stations are being set up is your favorite caffeinated drink. He gives it to you nonchalantly before fixing his tea and opening the shop.

He comes off as blunt and maybe even a little mean to people who don’t know him, but even if you don’t have many conversations, you can tell how sweet he actually is by his actions. He’ll take care of his people💕

Masterlist

[amywritesthings]

press four for more options. / masterlist

After seeing your ex with his new girl at a work party, you take the not-so-smart advice from a friend to call a sex hotline to get over him. Your match? A baritone bossy dom named Levi.

READ THE STORY ON AO3

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x F!Reader (Attack on Titan / Shingeki no Kyojin) Rating: Explicit ( 18+ ) Word Count: 17k Tags: 18+ MINORS DNI - alternate universe (modern), slow burn, smut, sex work, phone sex, pet names, guided masturbation, dirty talk, dom!levi, light dom/sub, alcohol, sex toys, mention of body image

one / two / three / four

OFFICIALLY COMPLETED ON 07.25.2024

[atruewarrior]

In modern!au Levi would be obsessed with saving every existing pic of you in his gallery. He has to get his hands on any photo of yours not taken by him. You post a story? Screenshot, with a simple “send me this later.” You snap a selfie of you both with your phone, he instantly asks that you airdrop it. You take a random pic of yourself while checking your mascara, same. Random videos of your outfits to consult with your friends, he wants them too. Your Snapchat notifications are all, “levi replayed your snap. levi saved your snap in chat. levi saved to camera roll.” He just doesn’t want anything to slip from him. Every expression needs to be saved. Every moment and memory and smile and funny face. And he does go back to them too. More often than he would like to admit though. But you caught him more than once.

[macni-art]

Sometimes they take their kid (aka their best friend) for a ride.

[caffeinateddino]

i wanna see Kuchel Ackerman interacting with reader SO BAD. so here it is! levi x reader modern au (Gender neutral pronouns for reader. SFW)

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You stepped into Levi's teashop again, just like you did every morning for the past four months. Before any other customer came in, you’d arrive, order the exact same tea, flirt with him (or at least try to), get rejected, and then leave.

"Hi, handsome!" you chirped as you walked through the door, flashing him your brightest smile. "You're looking as pret-tea as usual." So proud of your cheeky pickup lines, weren’t you?

Levi sighed, his brows furrowing as he wiped the counter. "Good morning," he muttered, not looking up. "Regular?"

Oh, isn't he just the sweetest? Already knowing your favorite order—you wish. He knew a ton of things about you by now, but not because he was interested. No, it was because you reintroduced yourself AT LEAST twice a week. He knew your name, age, job, the name of your first fish, and even that middle school friend you still had beef with. He knew it all.

"Aww, look at you! Memorizing my order?" you teased, leaning on the counter to get a better look at him.

"No," he deadpanned. "It’s just the cheapest tea in the shop, and you order it every time you come in." He stepped back like you were a germ that he had to stay away from

“There’s a customer already?” an unfamiliar voice called from the prep area. You frowned—new employee? But no, as soon as she stepped out, you realized this wasn’t just anyone. She was one of the most jaw-dropping women you'd ever seen. Long black hair, steel-grey eyes, pale skin, and a sweet smile as she walked to the counter. Definitely related to Levi.

Ignoring Levi, she smiled directly at you. “Hi, what can we get for you today?”

Okay, you were persistent, but you weren’t dumb. She was obviously related to him. His sister? His mom? Either way, time to impress.

“I already got the ord—” Levi started, but you cut him off.

“Hi! I love your eyes!” you said, beaming at her. She smiled, a little shyly. “You’re so sweet, thank you.”

“I’m changing my order,” you declared, causing Levi to pause and raise an eyebrow. “I’ll have a cup of jasmine tea,” you continued, scanning the menu above. “And, uh... lemon cheesecake, and that thing.. I can’t pronounce.”

You were picking the most expensive items on the menu. Levi couldn’t help the faint smile that tugged at his lips.

“Sure, dear, we’ll get it right out for you,” the woman—probably his mom—replied sweetly, turning to help Levi. Getting a smile from someone related to him? Wild. You thought his whole bloodline had to be as stoic as he was.

After you got your tea and moved to a table by the window, you glanced back at the counter. Kuchel nudged Levi with her elbow, her eyes glinting with amusement. "So... who’s that?" she asked, a teasing lilt to her voice.

"Tch. No one. Just a regular customer," Levi replied with a shrug, continuing to wipe the counter as if it was his life’s mission.

“Really? They seemed interested in you,” she added, clearly enjoying the moment. Levi sighed. Maybe bringing his mother here had been a mistake. “They are,” he admitted, moving to brew a fresh pot of tea.

Kuchel’s smile widened. "They're pretty, aren’t they?" He paused, visibly uncomfortable but unable to deny it. “… I guess?”

"Alright then," Kuchel said, clearly up to something, before leaving the counter to sit across from you.

'Oh god,' Levi thought, feeling a headache coming on. He knew what his mom was about to do…

You blinked in surprise as Levi’s mom—Kuchel —sat right across from you, a warm smile on her face. You glanced at Levi, who was now standing behind the counter with the most deadpan expression, silently begging the universe to stop this.

“So, how long have you been coming to this shop?” Kuchel asked, leaning in like this was a cozy little chat between best friends.

You tried not to choke on your tea. “Uh, about four months now. I, uh, really like the tea here.”

And the view, you thought but wisely kept to yourself.

“Four months! That’s dedication,” she remarked with a knowing smile. “Levi must really enjoy seeing such a loyal customer every morning.” Levi’s eye twitched from across the room.

“Uh, yeah, it’s nice to see a familiar face,” you said, laughing nervously. Kuchel nodded, clearly entertained. “You know, he doesn’t usually get attached to customers, but I think you might be special.” She paused dramatically, then added, “He talks about you all the time.”

Your heart skipped a beat. Wait, what?

Levi nearly dropped the teapot. “Mom,” he said sharply, voice low with a warning edge. what the fuck now

“Oh, hush, I’m just making conversation,” Kuchel waved him off, fully embracing her mom duties. “He mentioned just the other day how you always come in so cheerful and—” she leaned in as if sharing a secret—“how you flirt with him every morning.”

Your face burned, and Levi’s hand gripped the counter so tightly it might break.

You stammered. “H-he told you that?”

“Well, no, but it’s pretty obvious, isn’t it?” she winked. “And you know, Levi here could use someone with your energy. He’s always so serious, isn’t he?” She turned her head slightly to address her son. “Levi, dear, you should take some notes—this one knows how to have fun.”

Levi groaned audibly. “Mom, please.”

You almost choked on your tea again. This was both mortifying and the best thing that had ever happened.

Kuchel continued undeterred. “He’s really sweet once you get to know him, you know? Sure, he’s got that broody, ‘I-don’t-care-about-anything’ look, but deep down, he’s very caring. Protective, too. He always makes sure I’m taken care of. Isn’t that right, Levi?”

Levi’s glare could’ve melted steel at this point. “I am right here, Mom.”

“Oh, don’t be so shy,” she teased, ignoring him completely. “What’s your name, dear?” she asked, turning back to you.

You told her, still a bit flustered but managing to smile. Kuchel’s face lit up.

“What a beautiful name! It would sound so lovely with ‘Ackerman,’ don’t you think?”

You almost spat out your tea. Levi nearly knocked over a stack of teacups. “Mom!”

Kuchel giggled, clearly enjoying every second of this. “What? I’m just saying. No harm in thinking about the future, right?”

Levi closed his eyes and took a slow, deep breath, as if summoning every ounce of patience in his body. “I’m going to the back,” he muttered, turning away before his mom could cause any further damage.

Kuchel just smiled after him, unfazed. “Well, he’ll come around eventually. Boys like him always do. Anyway, you’re welcome to stay as long as you like, dear. And don’t worry—I’ll make sure he brews your tea just right.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at this point. “Thank you. I’ll definitely keep coming back.”

As Levi disappeared into the back of the shop, probably questioning every life decision that led him to this moment, Kuchel leaned in one last time. “Don’t give up on him,” she whispered conspiratorially. “He needs someone to loosen him up. And between you and me…” She grinned, eyes twinkling. “I think you’re perfect for the job.”

You were certain Levi was somewhere back there facepalming so hard, but honestly? You were starting to like Kuchel a lot.

[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

[connorsui]

Just listening to any of hoziers songs in any kind of fanfic of a man who fucking loves you

Makes me feel so much more immersed into the world the author is creating

It doesn't even fucking matter which specific fic can match on it!?

It could be from an entirely different community with a whole different man

In a fluff .. or a smut ..or hell in a fucking angst

Hoziers songs are gonna fucking hit smoother than anything that has touched this heart

[daemontargaryenwhore]

I showed this to my friend and he asked “is he dead or just tall?” and i didn’t know how to tell him it was both.

Ctto. @h.dante on TikTok 🫶🏻

[jrreigns]

Concert Goers

A/N: Teehee, I got cancelled on last minute for a concert and this is my coping mechanism. ~800 words of smut without much plot.

CW: Sex in a public place, sort of dom!Levi, protected sex (*looks at sticky note* no glove, no love amiright), one night stand.

Credit to @cafekitsune for the dividers!

“Y-yes, Levi-i, right there. Ah-,” a hand moved to clamp your mouth shut.

“You’re going to need to lower your voice, there’s still people outside,” he whispers in your ear, his cock stilling against you as you whine in protest.

How incredulous, you could hardly believe it. You had your legs parted, pinned against a bathroom door by someone you hardly knew, when you were supposed to be seated, waiting patiently for the concert to start; you had truly surprised yourself this time around. All because your “friend” cancelled last minute, forcing you to sell the ticket to some random stranger.

Actually, a hot stranger.

A rather nice one too, serious and kept to himself. Talk was polite and considerate, he himself used to attending concerts alone and not wanting to bug you.

You told him how your friend cancelled, leaving you to fend for yourself at a concert, you who had a deep fear of doing anything alone. Everything was just polite discussion as he commended you for coming anyway.

Polite, up until a couple of drinks later when you began stumbling over your words, mumbling about how your friend was actually someone you wanted to be with romantically and how tremendously sad you felt. There must be something wrong with me, you remember thinking, but then realized you had said it out loud as Levi had given you a blank stare, his eyes flashing with something unrecognizable.

You had barely made it past the opening act when the sudden need to puke bubbled in your stomach (in part because of the drinks and in part due to the crippling nerves that were beginning to overwhelm you) and Levi offered to accompany you to the bathrooms.

How pathetic, you thought.

Levi must like pathetic.

Levi begins moving deeply within you again, and you let out wanton moans as the bathroom stall door rattled against the force of his movements. He places soft kisses against the column of your neck, before trailing towards the side, sinking his teeth in the conjuncture of your neck and shoulder.

“Ah fuck, that little shit doesn’t know what he’s missing,” he growled, before going back to that menacing pace, the one that took your breath away. He removes his hand to grip your hip and then to your leg, bringing it higher and locking it in place. He gives you a look to try and stay quiet.

You can do nothing but lean your head against the crook of his neck in efforts to be silent, the wet sounds of his cock meeting your dripping cunt to the hilt inundating your mind. Your eyes were wide, a fucked out haze permeating through them, all you could do was take it and take it you did, whimpering in delight against him. You wondered how you’d look once this was done, lipstick smeared, eyeliner smudged due to the fat tears slipping down your cheeks.

Levi pulls away to look at you, half lidded grey eyes so stormy and ablaze at the same time, the one arm holding your leg up letting go in order to wrap around your arched back to bring you closer, and the other coming to circle fingers upon your sensitive clit, snapping those delicious hips against you with a force.

“Such a pretty girl, such a brave girl, you want to cum?” The praise triggers deep parts of you that you didn’t even know existed. You nod frantically against his shoulder and he shifts so that at the new angle his pelvis grinds against you clit, so deliciously considerate, his cock now moving within your wet walls as Levi opted to rut into you.

“Cum then, pretty. Cum on my cock.”

You can feel yourself getting close. You begin to let out a string of curses, his name punctuating them all, seeking out your high as your pupils dilate, hand trying to grip anything on the flat plane of the door in an effort to ground yourself. There’s nothing but the man fucking you.

“Shit, shit, shit, I’m going to cum. I need you to cum princess, your pussy feels so fucking good.”

His words are too much for you as you come hard around him, letting out a frantic cry as Levi began snapping his hips quickly against you. Outside, you can hear the audience begin to cheer, the band you came to see probably already playing. Suddenly he stops, trying to push as deep as he could. You feel his cock pulsate once, twice, and then he’s groaning as he comes into his condom, the pulsating feeling making your walls quiver with overstimulation.

Levi pulls away from you and takes a good look at you, admiring eyes that made you look away with sudden shyness.

“You’re a mess, let’s get you cleaned up.” All you can do is nod shakily in response.

[lewiathans]

When you have a crush on the cute history teacher at work and you say “I like your gay history poster” hoping he would take the hint, but now he has been ranting about the LGBTQ+ movement for an hour.

[amywritesthings]

Hotliners, you've been so good to me. Have a preview of the upcoming finale (ish) of PRESS FOUR FOR MORE OPTIONS, coming to you Thursday, July 25 🍻