#of course Levi is holding tea lol

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Yo I did it! The B99 scene with Levihan and the vets

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It's A Wrap!

Working on Attack on Titan as a makeup artist has irreversibly changed your life. As the end rapidly approaches, you find that letting go is harder than you’d thought. After years of harbouring feelings for Levi that you can’t divulge, his final day on set arrives. You know it’s time to say goodbye to him and part ways—but maybe you don’t have to. 

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x GN!Reader 

Tags & warnings: Actor!Levi, Makeup artist!Reader, fluff, confessions, friends/idiots to lovers, alcohol consumption, briefly implied sexual content, AOT finale spoilers

Word count: 6.9k words

A/N: I’m back, happy Levi month everyone! I wrote this over the last month to cope with the fact AOT was ending and also life stuff. This is incredibly self indulgent, also I would love to tell more stories and scenarios in this AU, so this probably won’t be the last one-shot I write for actor!Levi and MUA!Reader hehehe. Disclaimer that I don't work in film or TV or makeup, sorry if there are any inaccuracies. Also please forgive me for the uncreative title, lol. Hope you enjoy the fic!

Levi’s last day on set is bittersweet. 

For the final time, you lean against the wall and count down the seconds on your watch. The trailer door swings open to reveal the man of the hour. On par for the course, Levi arrives fifteen minutes on the dot before his scheduled arrival time. He’s holding his usual steaming flask of tea in one hand, with a nondescript rucksack (save for a Badtz-Maru keychain gifted to him from the Sanrio collaboration) slung over his shoulder. 

“Hey,” you greet him, pushing off from the wall, moving towards him like a moth to flame. He sets down his things in the sitting area and meets you halfway, letting you pull him into your arms. After years of working alongside each other, you’ve both grown accustomed to greeting each other like this in private, especially after the stress the two of you had put yourselves under during the Season 3 shoots. 

“How are you feeling? It’s your last day.” You ask him as the two of you part. To your dismay, you’re already missing the warmth of his embrace. 

“I’m fine. I’m not going to get all sappy about it.” His face is placid.

“That’s what Hange said when they filmed their death scene, and we saw how that ended,” you say lightheartedly. Hange had sworn to remain jovial and upbeat throughout their last day, but after seeing the several other actors cry at their phenomenal acting, they had promptly broken down. “And I bet you anything that Eren’s going to say that when he and Mikasa do the cabin scene next week, and we all know he’ll be the first to start crying and the last to stop.” 

Levi rolls his eyes before he enters the wardrobe area, but you know he’s not serious. “If you think I’m going to break down in tears like Hange and the kids did, you’re dead wrong,” he continues, out of sight. 

You smile. “Sure. It’s alright, you know, if you do end up crying. It’s an end of an era, we’re all going to get emotional.” 

A few moments later, Levi emerges in costume, sans the bandages. He sits down in front of the mirror at the vanity table. “Yes, but I’m satisfied with what I’ve done here, and I have no regrets,” he muses out loud, continuing on from before. “And it’s not like I’m done with the show. There’s the wrap party, then the press tour and all that. So don’t expect me to get all worked up today. I’m not saying goodbye to Attack on Titan just yet.” His voice softens towards the end. 

But it is goodbye for us, you wish to say. And I don’t want it to be. You haven’t been contracted for any of their press events. After you finish with Attack on Titan, you’ll have a handful of weeks before your upcoming contract for a new show begins. It’s a wonderful opportunity; the show is airing on a major streaming service and requires you to push your SFX skills to the limit. Sasha had been cast in one of the main roles and both Onyankopon and Nifa will make appearances too, so you’ll see some familiar faces on this new project. But selfishly, you aren’t ready to let go and move forward. Selfishly, you aren’t ready to part ways with Levi. 

Sure, the two of you will make an effort to talk every now and then. You know him far better than to assume he’ll stop talking to you the moment Attack on Titan is finished; despite him being standoffish at first, it’s clear Levi cares deeply about everybody he’s ever worked with, cast or crew alike. But the chances of your demanding schedules ever lining up again are close to zero, and sooner or later, your frequent messages will fizzle out into a conversation lost to the ages. You’ll drift, until the two of you are strangers once more. It’s inevitable; you’ve seen it happen before with your actor friends from old projects. No doubt it’ll happen again. 

You consider addressing the elephant in the room, wondering if it lingers on his mind, too. But instead, you hum in agreement and pass him a headband to hold his hair out of the way. He puts it on, clearly content to not bring it up just yet. 

Levi chews on the inside of his cheek as you sort out your equipment on the vanity table. Your eyes are immediately drawn to his lips, which are a little more chapped than usual. It’s clear there is something else that’s bothering him, but you decide to let it go for now. Sometimes Levi just needs to sit with his thoughts for a moment. You’ve learned that being pushed just makes him close himself off even more. A life in the limelight can be unforgiving. Kuchel Ackerman had been the brightest star of her generation, but behind the scenes, her personal life was far from glamorous. It doesn’t surprise you that her son keeps his heart and feelings well-guarded. 

As he sits and stews, you apply chapstick and some basic ‘barely-there’ makeup on his face, before creating the illusion of a hard-fought battle by adding a light layer of grime to his face. You’ll add more after the scar and bandages. As you work, Levi takes out a folder from his bag, which is embellished with a small cat sticker that Hange had stuck on years ago. From it, he takes his copy of the script, nary a crease in the sheets. Brow furrowed, he reads it over and over, mouthing his lines with the fervour of a prayer. 

Now, that is odd. 

“There is something on your mind, isn’t there?” You’ve also read the script for today’s scene. The director had decided to save Levi’s most poignant scene—where his character salutes the ghosts of his fallen comrades—for the very end of his shoot. (Levi’s epilogue scene had been shot a week prior.) This would be his most challenging scene yet, for it would be the first time he and his character will ever cry on screen. “You can tell me if you want. Anything you need to help you focus. There’s still time.” You give him a quick squeeze on his shoulder. 

Stormy eyes glance up at his reflection, than up at yours. He puts down the script and sighs, voice subdued. “I just want to do the Captain’s ending justice, and I don’t think I can.” 

“I think you can,” you murmur. You gesture for him to close his eyes, and pick up your finest brush. Willing your hand and heart into steadiness, you bring the brush up to his forehead, where the largest scar begins. You’ll never get used to how infuriatingly gorgeous he is. “No. I know you can. There is no doubting just how much you care about portraying him correctly.” 

He swallows. “Well, I’ve never cried on camera before.” He stops, giving you a moment to work. 

With the utmost care, you begin to draw the main line of the largest scar, the one that passes through his eye and lips. As the brush passes over his eyelid, it twitches ever so slightly, his long lashes tickling your hand. Smiling, you brush away a stray lash that had fallen onto his cheek. As you extend the line down his cheek, you try to reassure him. Levi’s usually so steadfast, but it makes sense that something like this would grow heavy on his mind. 

“You’ve been practicing it with your coach, though, right? I mean, I’ve had to cover up your swollen eyes a number of times this season.” 

“Yeah. Thanks for that, by the way.” 

“Don’t mention it.” 

The brush reaches his lips. He opens his eyes, looking up at you through lowered lashes. Your heart aflutter, you staunchly ignore any and all thoughts of kissing him. Doing so has become more and more difficult with every passing day. Especially when every now and then, you think you see him glancing down at your lips whenever you lean in close to examine a detail of your work. 

It’s more than likely that you’re imagining it, though. 

Finally, the brush reaches his chin, finishing the outline of the first scar. You lean back to admire your work. After many instances of painstakingly painting on the scars and agonising over continuity, you don’t have to look at your old reference pictures to know the exact shape and curve of them, down to the millimetre. But you do so anyway, and smile in satisfaction when you compare today’s line to the pictures from the first time you drew them on him for practice. A perfect match. 

“I know you’ve been working hard at it,” you continue assuring him, putting down the reference photos. “You’ve definitely come a long way.” 

“Yeah, but I’m shit at it, actually. All those times we joked about how Eren would take forever to conjure a single tear every time he needed to cry, and now here I am in the exact same position. He’s going to rub this in my face should he ever find out.” He chews the inside of his cheek again, looking down. “Damn it. Don’t know what’s wrong with me today. I’m not… I don’t get nervous. I don’t show up to work feeling unprepared. That isn’t me. But today, it is.” 

It’s unsettling, to see him so unsure of himself. His nerves are understandable, as he came into the show with more of a stuntman background and little actual acting experience. But anybody who’s worked alongside him could easily tell you just how dedicated he is to improving his craft, and that nobody else could play the Captain with the same quiet subtleties that Levi brings to the screen. 

You hope your smile is somewhat reassuring to him. “And that’s okay. You know, crying on command really isn’t easy. I’ve worked with countless actors and many also find it difficult.” In your experience, most actors need a while to work themselves up to cry. The most obvious exception is Armin, who has the unnerving ability to turn it on and off like a light switch. “For you, all you need to do is make one tear out of one eye. You’ve managed to do that before, right?” 

He nods, but the firm clench of his jaw and the crease between his brows don’t fade.

“So, it’s nothing that you haven’t practiced. And on the off chance that you can’t do it today, that’s perfectly fine. I have eyedrops in my bag.” 

“Yeah, but…” He shakes his head in frustration. “This is going to sound dumb, but it… I don’t know, that feels like cheating. I know you’re thinking I’m being an idiot, and I probably am. I know eyedrops are common practice. It’s just… This is my character’s last moment before the epilogue, and I want it to be real. I don’t want to take the easy way out.” 

“No, it’s not stupid. There’s no shame in needing to use eyedrops if you end up not being able to cry today, but it’s really admirable that you want to do it as authentically as possible. I think that since this is your final scene, and so many people are returning this morning, it’ll be easier than usual to muster up those tears.” Reaching for a set of different brushes and paint, you instruct him, “here’s what we’re going to do. I need you to just listen whilst I do the rest of your scars. I don’t want you to get trapped in your head about this, okay? Overthinking will just make it harder to get into character. Isn’t that what you said to Mikasa all those years back? It worked wonders for her. I often forget that this show was her first ever gig, with how good she’s become.” 

He scoffs. “Really? You’re using my own words against me?”

“Well, what use is your own advice if you can’t follow it yourself?” 

After a moment of hesitation, Levi sighs in defeat and closes his eyes again. “Shit, you’re relentless. Fine, then. I’ll trust you.” 

You get to work, drawing the outlines of the second scar parallel to the first, then the smaller ones on his other cheek. As you add in the details, such as the texture of the stitches, you remind Levi of another story that he himself told you. He’d never worked with horses before being cast in this show, and yet was one of the quickest learners. Unsurprisingly so, since he’s incredibly kinaesthetically intelligent. To this day, the cast insists he looks the most at ease atop a horse, only second to Erwin, who actually used to ride in his childhood. You remind him that every single time, his hard work has more than paid off.

Somewhere down the line, you go off topic. Levi makes no move to stop you. In fact, he seems content just to listen to you talk about anything, everything. As the wounds take shape on his face, you reminisce on anecdotes from set, on the time the two of you spent together. With fondness, you recall your first meeting. Back then, you were an lowly assistant on the SFX team, transforming an unassuming man into the wounded soldier who, in his dying moments, listened to the Captain’s vow to eradicate the titans and bring meaning to his sacrifice. You talk about how the two of you grew closer during the filming of the second season, when Levi had a lot more free time to talk. How difficult the third season had been to film due to both of you being spread thin by additional responsibilities.

You skim over that time Levi mentioned you in an interview when asked about a favourite memory on set, and how warm it made you feel. You don’t talk about how you’d genuinely teared up after watching the final cut of the scene where Hange discovers a half-dead Levi by the riverbank, despite knowing that his ‘injuries’ were nothing more than your own handiwork.

And, with your heart clenching painfully, you certainly don’t dare to bring up the almost-kiss at last year’s cast and crew Halloween party.

——— 

“Cut! Perfect! Aaand that’s a wrap for Levi!” 

The set erupts into thunderous applause. You clap heartily alongside the rest of the cast and crew. A deafening symphony of whoops and cheers fills the air, and if not for the growing lump in your throat, you’d join in too. 

A standing ovation. Levi deserves it and more. Just as you expected, every angle the director wanted to capture had needed one take each, not a single one more. No eyedrops needed. 

From your position, you can see Levi still sitting by the rock. Strangely, he makes no move to get up. Curious as to why, you peer past some crew members that had moved in the way, but you’re greeted with a sight that pulls at your heartstrings. Your eyes sting with new tears. 

Curled up by the rock, Levi has his face buried in his hands, his shoulders heaving with quiet sobs. 

Something in your chest aches. You knew that he would get emotional at the end—there was no way he wouldn’t, especially considering that his character cried too—but you didn’t expect him to feel so overwhelmed. 

On instinct, your feet propel you towards him, but you’re promptly cut off by a few other crew members moving around. Through your rapidly blurring vision, you can only watch as several of the returning cast members rush forward from the smoke. Hange reaches him first, and pulls him into a bone-crushing hug. Erwin is second, kneeling next to the duo and rubbing Levi’s back comfortingly. 

Sniffling, you quickly wipe away your tears, remembering suddenly that you still have something to do. Unnoticed, you slip away from set.

There is a tradition amongst the cast that whenever a character dies, the actor receives a bouquet of flowers from the cast and crew. (A size limit had to be enforced after a very emotional Gabi had presented Sasha with a bouquet so large it couldn’t fit through the trailer door.) For this final season, the tradition has expanded to gifting the actor a bouquet when they wrap, for the characters that survive all the way to the very end. 

The door to Connie’s trailer is unlocked when you arrive, just as he said it would be. Inside, you find a vase full of vibrantly coloured flowers on the kitchenette counter in the exact spot where you’d left it earlier this morning. Several weeks ago, the cast and crew had all nominated you to put in the order for the bouquet and present it to Levi on his final day, and Connie had offered to help you hide it from Levi until it was time. Careful to not drip water all over the floor, you pick up the flowers and jog back to set. 

The fog machines are being carried out by the time you return. You immediately scan the set for Levi, but it seems he has been completely buried under a massive group hug with the veterans cast, no doubt Hange’s doing. You can’t help but smile at the sight. Most of the crew members appear to be taking a break before clean-up, as it is the end of the day. The air is filled with chatter, but a hush descends upon the crowd as you approach. 

The actors peel away from the hug one by one. A smiling Petra helps Levi get to his feet. The bandages on his face are halfway unravelled. With one hand, he yanks them off, leaving both of his eyes to gaze at you unobstructed, ablaze with an intense emotion you can’t quite place. With his other hand, he quickly wipes away the half-dried tears on his cheeks. 

“On behalf of the cast and crew,” you say hoarsely, “I give you these.” You step forward and present him the bouquet. “It’s been an honour. Thank you for everything, Levi.” 

His fingers gently graze yours as he takes the flowers from you. Tenderly, he holds them close to his chest. 

“I was wondering where you went just now,” he says. Of course he’d noticed. “Should’ve known you’d be the one to give me this…” His voice wavers towards the end. He scoffs and wipes at his eyes. “And to think I was done blubbering like a baby. Damn it. You were right.” 

He pulls you into a hug without a second thought. 

——— 

Somehow, you’ve been roped into taking photos for everyone. Levi unwraps the bandages around his hand before he begins. He first takes a photo with the director and producer, who both thanking him dearly. They part with a handshake. Almost immediately after, the cast members of the Alliance, along with Eren and Zeke, all swarm forward for a big group photo. They’d all come to watch in support, even if several of them weren’t scheduled to come in today. Connie confesses that he’d helped hide the bouquet by letting you into his trailer. Levi makes a light-hearted remark that he should’ve figured that out too, considering Connie also helped hide Hange’s bouquet—which Levi himself had been responsible for ordering and retrieving. 

The veteran actors come forward next. Fitting them all into the camera frame was a challenge, but you manage to do it after one of your makeup assistants finds you a stool. Somehow, Erwin manages to persuade Levi into doing the Scout salute with the rest of them. (“I just did it in the scene, though… Fine, I’ll indulge in your corniness for today, you dorks.”) When he presses his fist to his chest one last time, the veterans erupt into cheers. 

Hange and Erwin both stay back for a little longer. The trio pose for more photos, all grinning widely, though you decide to put a stop to the mini-photoshoot when Hange attempts to pick Levi up bridal-style and almost drops him. 

(“When I said ‘put me down’, I didn’t mean for you to drop me with no fucking warning!” 

“I didn’t mean to drop you. Besides, I caught you, didn’t I? You’re fine, see?”) 

After that fiasco, Levi asks to take one with the original Special Ops Squad, as it had been years since they’d managed to meet up. 

Zeke comes back for another photo, slipping one arm around Levi’s shoulders. As you meet the taller man’s eyes over the top of his phone, he winks mischievously, holding two fingers up in bunny ears above Levi’s unsuspecting head. Say nothing, he mouths to you. With a herculean effort, you suppress your laugh. Zeke has made it his personal mission to photobomb every main cast member from the finale. After months of shooting, Levi is the last one standing, and it’s incredibly entertaining how hard Zeke tries to finish his mission, even now. 

“Hand down, Zeke.” 

“Damn it, how did you know?” 

“You’re about as subtle as Reiner is when he pretends he hasn’t broken a prop.” 

Zeke laughs. “Nothing gets past you, Levi, does it?”

As the two continue to playfully bicker, more jokes than actual verbal barbs, you open the photo you’d managed to take split seconds before Levi called Zeke out. “Mission accomplished,” you say, and a delighted Zeke reaches over Levi’s head to high-five you. Looking mildly betrayed, Levi whips his head back around to face you. 

You grin sheepishly as you pass Zeke’s phone back to him, the photo on display. “Sorry. I had to help him.” 

“Why are you two like this?” Levi says, shaking his head, barely holding back a smile. He and Zeke part after a hug and a promise to get drinks soon.

Levi’s promptly joined by Falco and Gabi, and after their photo is taken, he ruffles their hair affectionately, which makes Gabi yelp. He really has stepped into the ‘cast dad’ role, a development that you find endlessly endearing. Soon after, their parents arrive to take them home— the kids have quite an early start tomorrow to film their scenes with Annie and Kiyomi on the boat. 

Jean and Connie take the chance to snatch a couple of selfies with him, before the latter asks if he could join them to film a TikTok for the show’s official account. To Levi’s utmost relief, it isn’t a dance challenge. Connie instead asks him a few questions about how he feels about the show ending, and what the show means to him—he’s putting together a montage of every cast member’s responses. 

On the sidelines, just out of view, you watch Levi give his answers. An ember of warmth kindles in your chest. 

Soon after, Levi’s approached by the stunt team, headed by an old friend of Levi’s from his stuntman days. She’d made a cameo in the third season as Kenny’s lieutenant. You happily take a group photo for them. 

After you hand Caven’s phone back to her, Hange taps you on the shoulder, having finished catching up with the other cast members. You smile as they hug you tight, swaying on the spot; today is the first time you’ve seen them since they filmed their death scene a few months back. 

“It’s so good to see you!” They say, linking arms with yours. “Sorry it took so long to come and find you.” 

“Don’t worry! It’s lovely having you back. How are you finding your return?” 

“It’s great! I’ve really been missing this, even though it hasn’t been that long.” They pout. 

“Oh, we’ve all missed you too, Hange,” you say, smiling. “Have you been up to much since you left?” 

“Well, I visited my dad for a bit, then I sent in an audition tape for this thriller movie that my agent thinks I’ll be a good pick for. I also got a few other offers, but I’m a little on the fence. I’ll consider those if I don’t get that thriller role, but who knows when I’ll hear back from them?” 

“I bet you’ll get it. Thrillers are right up your alley.” 

“You flatter me, dear,” They grin. “Anyways, I am here to say that you are the only one left who has not taken a picture with Levi. And that needs to change. The two of you need something to remember this day by!” You realise they’ve been guiding you towards the rock, where Levi, Mikasa, Armin and Eren are deep in conversation. The younger actors are laughing boisterously at something Levi had said, heads tilted back, sporting wide grins. Levi’s still cradling his bouquet carefully, a soft smile as he speaks, looking up at his younger cast mates with endearment. Your heart warms at the sight. 

The quartet look up as you approach. The younger actors wave goodbye, disappearing into the crowd. Hange quickly ushers you and Levi together, their phone already out of their pocket. “Alrighty, here we go!” They cheer. “Oi, look lively now, Levi. It’s the last photo!” 

“Was about time we did this,” you whisper to him as you come close. At first, you settle into your usual stance whenever you take a photo with a cast member, but Levi is not just any cast member. Not to you. Gnawing on your lip, you grapple with yourself for a fleeting moment. Your professional side barely puts up a resistance, and so you lean in to whisper a question. Briefly, you wonder what it would feel like to kiss the delicate shell of his ear. You banish the traitorous thought, best as you can. 

“Hey, can I put my arm around you for this?” As close as you and Levi have grown over the years, the two of you save your brief hugs for behind the scenes, in private. Physical affection is rare with him otherwise—whilst the cast tend to be very touchy with one another, Levi is usually seen on the sides, watching them with a quiet fondness in his eyes. That hug from earlier—it had to be a fluke, right? 

And yet, he sighs, and bridges the small gap between you. His free arm moves behind you, a warm, firm hand comes to rest at your back. “You don’t have to ask, you know,” he murmurs in return. “I hugged you earlier, didn't I? Quit worrying. Go ahead.” 

Warmth blooming inside you, you lean sideways towards him on impulse. You slide your own arm behind him, and Levi leans into your touch. “Just so you know,” he continues, “it was an honour working with you too.” 

Hange starts to count down from three. A wave of emotion hits you, almost sweeps you off your feet. This is it. Your last day of working with him.

Still so much left unsaid. 

Straining to keep your composure, you offer a wide, bright smile for the camera. 

——— 

The next few hours are spent tidying and cleaning up. Most of the actors have gone home, but Levi stays behind to help out the crew, as he always does without fail. With how emotionally taxing the day had been, it’s a wonder he didn’t go back to his trailer immediately to crash. As if you couldn’t admire him any more. 

Your eyelids are heavy by the time you finish up and arrive at Levi’s trailer. When you enter, he is slumped in a chair in front of the vanity mirror, already changed out of his costume. 

Neither of you say a single word as you carefully wipe away the scars and the grime. Your traitorous hands linger for a split second too long whenever they brush against his smooth skin. In his stormy eyes are that same intense look he’d given you when you first appeared with the bouquet. 

You wonder what it means. 

Sooner or later, one of you will have to break this fragile silence. Levi decides to take the matter into his own hands, catching you off guard. “I guess this is it.”

The sting in your eyes returns with a fierce vengeance. You turn away for a moment, rapidly blinking your oncoming tears away. An invisible vice clamps down, mercilessly clenching your chest. 

You choke on your words, but you get them out somehow. “I’ll miss you.” Not the three words you’ve been yearning to say for the last year, but it will have to do. “I’m going to miss you. So much. It’s been…” You wrack your brain, but there is no singular adjective you know of that could truly describe the past few years working on this show with him. “You know what I mean. Right?” 

“I know what you mean.” Levi stands, turning to face you properly. The troubled crease between his brows return. “Look, I… I have to tell you something. Hear me out?” 

Your heart thunders in your chest. You nod. “Yeah. Of course.”

His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows. “Remember this morning? I said I was satisfied with my work here. That I have no regrets.” 

Barely able to breathe, you can only manage to nod. 

“But that isn’t true. Not really. There is one thing I regret,” he says, slowly, cautiously. 

Voice barely a whisper, you ask. “What is it?” 

“That we never talked about what almost happened at Halloween last year.” 

The world comes to a halt. 

Dimmed lights. Bass reverberates through your bones. The aftertaste of a Bloody Mary lingers on your tongue. Levi is just centimetres away, his chest almost flush with yours. His eyes valiantly fight to stay focused on the intricate titan-shifter makeup on your cheeks, before he gives in and his line of sight drops to your lips. Unconsciously, he leans in slightly, seemingly gravitating towards you.

Devastating. That is the first word that comes to your mind. It is high time you realise that he will be the end of you; he could ask anything of you and you’d do it. Your heart beats for him. 

Caught in his orbit, your face tilts towards his.

A drunken crew member barges past, jostling your shoulder. You yelp, stumbling to the side, before Levi’s hands—warm, steady, safe—catch you. The spell broken, he lets go the moment you are upright, averting his eyes from yours. Levi takes a step backwards—a small one, because there is barely any space in the corner of the room the two of you are tucked into. But to you, he suddenly feels so distant, that he might as well be on the other side of the universe. 

“I need some air,” he says, stoic mask falling back into place. Before you can ask him what’s wrong, Levi turns on his heel and disappears into the crowd, taking all the warmth of the room with him. 

No. This is dangerous territory. Since that night, the two of you had constructed an unspoken agreement to pretend nothing had ever happened. Levi had never made any impression that it was anything other than a drunken lapse in professionalism. For a while, you wondered if he even remembered that moment, or if it had all been in your head, a result of you projecting your own desires onto him. 

Regardless, he had never brought it up. You’d been content to do the same. It was—and still is—impossible to fathom that Levi would ever want you. 

“Tell me,” he says hoarsely, “that I wasn’t imagining things that night, and every day since. Tell me I’m not imagining that you’ve been looking at me like…” 

Your breath hitches in your throat. “Like what?” 

“Like that!” He snaps. His hands tremble in a way you’ve never seen before as he gestures towards you, voice tinged with desperation. “Like how you’re looking at me right now. I-I don’t know how I didn’t see it sooner. Because if I had… maybe I would’ve…” 

The staggering realisation of what he’s trying to say sinks in. 

Choking back a sob of relief, you reach out for his hands, and he offers them to you with no resistance. A light blush sweeps across his face as he stares at your interlocking fingers with something akin to wonder. 

Breathlessly, you dare to ask. “Do you mean it? That if you had known how I felt, you… you would’ve kissed me?”

“Yes. I would’ve. I wanted to, more than anything.” With that, Levi finally looks up from your joined hands. The burning look he’s been giving you all throughout today—you recognise it, now, plain and simple. 

His earlier words ring in your mind. I don’t know how I didn’t see it sooner. 

“Oh, Levi,” you whisper. 

He continues on. “And if I had known how you felt, I wouldn’t have upped and left you like that. I was being a shitty coward, for running away and pretending it never happened, and never giving you an explanation when you deserved one. I was scared, I think, of ruining what we already had. You didn’t imagine anything on my part, it happened, and you didn’t do anything wrong that night… I’m sorry.”

Smiling, you squeeze his hands; warm, steady, safe. “You aren’t imagining things on my end either. I’m in love with you, and have been for a while now.” You don’t need him to say those precious words back for now—Levi’s endearingly clumsy attempt at confessing means more to you than he’ll ever know. “And I forgive you for running out on me that night. We both thought it didn’t mean anything to the other person. For so long, I thought that even if you did, things would never work out, that today would be goodbye, because I have a new contract on the other side of the country, and you’ll be going back to stunt work, a-and…” Your voice trembles, so you force yourself to stop, and breathe. 

“It will work. I swear it, I’m not saying goodbye to you. I don’t care what’s coming next, we can make it work.” He seems to muster his resolve, tugging you closer. “No more dancing around this like idiots. We have enough lost time to make up for.” 

Smiling so widely your cheeks ache, you playfully poke his cheek. “Well, you can always begin with the kiss you owe me, yeah?” 

“You smart-arse.” Levi chuckles, before gently cupping the back of your head with his hand. In a swift movement, he leans in and captures your lips with his.

It’s nothing short of divine. 

Levi kisses you with years worth of yearning behind it. His other hand moves to cradle your face, thumb brushing against the curve of your cheek, wiping away a stray tear of happiness. 

Eyes fluttering shut, you deepen the kiss. Tongues move in tandem, and it isn’t long before hands begin to roam, exploring the terrains of each other’s bodies with an almost innocent curiosity. Heat simmers underneath your skin, a carnal flame yearning to be stoked, to devour. 

For now, though, you’ll have to temper it. 

Coming up for air, you close your eyes, resting your forehead against his. As much as you desperately want him, you don’t want your first time having sex with Levi to be in a trailer on set, with multiple crew members still milling around outside and packing up for the day. You tell him as such, and he murmurs his agreement after kissing you once more. 

“Glad we’re on the same page about that, so…” Realising what you’re about to say next, you choke back a grin at your own cheesiness. “You wanna go back to your place or mine?” 

Levi rests his forehead on your shoulder and chokes back a laugh. “Fuck, that’s such a cliché line.” 

You roll your eyes good-naturedly. “Yeah, yeah, laugh all you want, but the question still stands.” 

He looks up at you, mirth dancing in his eyes. “Yours, then.” 

The time spent packing up and driving back to your home crawls by agonisingly slowly. The moment the two of you cross the threshold onto your home, he’s closing the gap between the two of you, kissing you breathless, thoughtless, until only your longing for him remains. So much so that you almost forget to stop and get a condom out from your drawer—in fact, Levi has to remind you. 

The rare few times you had allowed yourself to think about it, you’d pictured Levi as a tender lover, gentle despite his coarseness. He is all this and more. At his fingertips, you come alive. As he makes love to you, laughs and sweet nothings fill the air between the deep kisses you share. You should’ve expected just how generous he can be in bed, but it still takes you by surprise, the way he worships your body with a deep-rooted reverence, determined to pleasure you over and over. In turn, you reciprocate eagerly, honoured that Levi trusts you to take care of him in return, that he is so readily vulnerable with you. 

Once the two of you are finally, utterly spent, Levi nudges you awake before you can fully slip into a deep doze, cosy and comfortable in his embrace. “Hey. Gotta clean ourselves up, sleepyhead.” 

You chuckle drowsily, and miraculously muster up the strength to crawl out of his arms, out of the warm sheets. “The bathroom is just down the hall,” you yawn, trudging towards a cupboard not the other side of your room. “You can shower first whilst I change the sheets and find you a towel and some spare clothes, ‘kay?” 

“Or,” Levi says, voice hoarse with the same kind of contented exhaustion that makes you yearn to curl up beneath the sheets in his arms, “you could come with me.” He pulls you back in, peppering gentle kisses along your neck and shoulder, which tickle slightly. 

Euphoric, you close your eyes and laugh. “Okay.” 

Showering together is an incredibly sweet, domestic affair. Long after you’ve rinsed off all the lather, you’re both hesitant to leave the warmth of the running water, content to cling onto each other and relish in the feeling of skin against skin. 

After the two of you dry off and change the sheets, you climb into bed. Half awake and basking in each other’s presence, you pull him close, nestling your head on his chest. When was the last time you had felt so cherished, so happy? 

Sleep claims you swiftly, but not before Levi kisses the top of your head and tells you what you already know: 

“I’m in love with you, too.” 

——— 

Several weeks later

The wrap party is well underway by the time you and Levi arrive. 

The lights are dim, and the music reverberates through your bones. Levi’s hand finds a home in the curve of your waist as he guides you through the crowd of drunken cast and crew members. His touch anchors you, and you find yourself smiling giddily. 

After helping yourself to a cocktail, the hours fly by. Apparently, the entire cast plus half of the crew (including all of the makeup assistants under your command) had been rooting for you and Levi to get together. Tonight when you finally revealed you were in a relationship with him to your juniors, you were subjected to an intense barrage of questions. This, however, paled in comparison to Hange’s reaction when Levi held your hand in front of their very eyes—they’d launched an interrogation so brutal you wonder why they didn’t enter law enforcement instead.

Soon after escaping Hange’s interrogation, you two both get another drink. “Everybody seems far too invested in this development than they should be,” you sigh, still frazzled. “How long do you reckon they’ve been shipping us?” 

A look of exasperation flits across Levi’s face. “I don’t know, and I hate that I even know what ‘shipping’ means in this context. Also, I saw Zeke give Erwin money when Hange was drilling us. Fuckers had some kind of bet running on us. Don’t even wanna know how long that had gone on for.”

You tip your head back and laugh. “Colour me unsurprised. That sounds very on-brand for Zeke and Erwin. You know, I think I saw Armin and Connie do the same. Guess Armin’s not as angelic as he looks.” 

“That’s been known, sweetheart. The kid’s a menace in disguise.” He kisses your cheek. “Just like you, actually, now that I think about it.”

Playfully, you swat him away. “Hey, who are you calling a menace?” 

Eventually, the two of you find yourselves catching some air outside, needing a moment to sober up and recalibrate after a whirlwind of social interaction. Levi’s hand returns to your waist and tugs you closer to him, seeking out your warmth. Melting into his touch, you do you best to commit the feeling of his embrace to memory. Soon, you’ll move away for a few months for your next contract, but you no longer fear it. Levi had sworn to you that this would work out, and there is nobody’s word you trust more than his.

Your love for each other has endured for years in the past. A handful more months is nothing.

Levi shifts slightly to get a better look at you, and cups your cheek. Meeting his gaze, your heart stops; his eyes are a breathtaking silver in the moonlight. Easily the most expressive feature he has, you could get lost in them for hours. 

Caught in his orbit, your face tilts towards his. 

This time, Levi meets you halfway.

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Masterlist

[levilxvr]

levi nsfw alphabet🤭

a/n: this post is way longer than i expected lol

female reader btw

A - Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

aftercare is extremely important to levi. It’s a way of assuring you that you’re loved, as well as ensuring you’re ok and not hurt.

Will spend time to make you a cup of his favourite tea, take a warm, damp cloth to wipe both of you up and then lay back down beside you to cuddle<3

B - Body part (their favorite body part of theirs/ their partner’s)

levi loves your hands. Partly because its the easiest part of you to access especially when you’re with other people. He can hold them, caress them, play with them and kiss them- overall he just loves your hands a lot.

When you’re alone with him though, he loves your waist. He’ll run his hands along your sides and soak in the feeling of your curves under his palms, especially when hes spooning you.

C - Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

if you’re comfortable with it he loves cumming inside you,. there’s something about the way your pussy looks as his cum is dripping out that turns him on even more

If you’d rather he do it outside, he’ll probably shoot his load on your stomach or clit

D - Dirty secret

ok hear me out the first thing that comes to my mind when i look at levi is panty sniffer. Like you cant tell me he doesn’t love doing that😭

Especially when he’s helping you do the laundry- of course he’ll never admit it but sometimes he just, you know..like if it’s there he’ll take the opportunity. Kinda just stands there with the rest of the laundry pile in his other hand, letting his thoughts wander as he breaths in your scent.

E - Experience (how experienced are they?)

when he first met you this man had zero experience when it comes to sex. I mean, he’s busy with the scouts and all his other duties and probably never had time to think about how its actually done yk

The first time you and him got down to business he was kinda shy since he wasn’t really confident, but it all worked out in the end- he knows how it goes but just wasn’t sure how to make you feel good too. Over the years, his performance improved a lot and now he’s a complete freak in the sheets :) (i can confirm)

F - Favorite position

missionary is the way to go

he loves being able to see your face while he’s making love to you and can easily communicate with you while doing it. He also finds it the most comfortable for both of you (which is important)

he likes cowgirl too when he’s feeling more subby

G - Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

i’d say he’s more serious while having sex, but not in a bad way- its more of like, soft and romantic to him and he tends to be more sappy and all when you’re doing it. But he does giggle occasionally when he’s pillow talking with you after, cuz he’s happy to be with you and feels okay to show his vulnerable side <3

H- Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

levi takes grooming very seriously and always makes sure he’s nice and clean. Sometimes he’ll let it grow out a little more but he always ensures that at the very least it’s neatly trimmed and not all over the place. I feel like he wouldn’t shave it all off completely though because he hates the prickly feeling after that

Has a nice happy trail too (yummy)

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

very romantic and soft. when it comes to sex, levi likes to keep it intimate and special. it’s a time for him to express his love for you and show you how much he treasures you, so he’ll be whispering praises, kissing you gently and telling you what he loves about you while doing it.

J - Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

normally he doesn’t masturbate unless you’re away from him for more than a week

usually he can control himself pretty well but once he reaches his limit, thats it. His hands are in his pants while he imagines it’s your pussy around his cock, jerking himself off to the thought of you. (Be prepared cuz when you reunite with him he’s getting down to it straight away)

it doesn’t satisfy him as much though, and he finds himself cumming lesser than when he’s with you

K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)

praise kink! he’ll never admit it but when you whisper in his ear, telling him how good he’s doing or how amazing he’s making you feel, it drives him insane. He just loves hearing words of reassurance from you <3

breeding kink as well. Especially post war, when you finally settle down with him and tell him you’re ready to start a family. lord he’s cumming inside you every night- and if any of it leaks out of your pussy he’s fucking it right back in. Also enjoys watching it ooze out though, bc then he knows he did a good job stuffing you full with his cum.

L - Location (favorite places to do the do)

bedroom for maximum comfort. its his favourite place to do it but if he’s working overtime in the office and you pay him a visit, be prepared cuz he’s probably gonna end up fucking you on the desk.

He likes to do it in the shower too for easy clean up

M - Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

levi seeing you wearing his clothes is a huge turn on. like especially when you’re in one of his oversized shirts wearing nothing underneath but a pair of panties- it’s like heaven right in front of him

french kisses also get him horny, actually. He can’t help it but every time you’re kissing and it turns really heated and passionate he feels himself hardening in his pants.

N - No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

he doesn’t like impact play. Be it spanking, hitting, going too rough to the point where it hurts, he’s not a fan of it.

other than that he’s honestly pretty open to trying new things if you want (but of course, he has limits)

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

overall levi prefers giving, but wouldn’t mind if you want to suck him off too. He just loves eating you out though, you taste so good every single time and enjoys it when your hands are tugging his hair while he licks you up.

He’s really good with his mouth like man just knows exactly where to suck to make you cum in minutes.

When he’s receiving he likes to sit back with a hand behind his head, enjoying the sight of your lips wrapped around his cock, occasionally bucking his hips to gently fuck your mouth.

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

it goes both ways tbh. generally if you’re just having sex for fun because one of yall are horny he can be pretty rough and fast. He loves hearing you scream his name as he pounds you against the bed or table, and you both get the best orgasms when he does it rough.

on certain days he tends to be softer and gentler with you, though. for instance when you return from an expedition or when the mood is just more romantic and intimate. Sometimes he likes to take his time pleasuring you, demonstrating how much he adores you as he carefully slides in and out. He can be really slow and sensual- just depends on the mood.

Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

given his job, quickies tend to be quite a frequent occurrence in your relationship. Of course, levi prefers to do the whole thing nice and slow as much as possible, but sometimes he just can control himself and you end up indulging in a short session. Usually it happens in his office or the barracks.

R - Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks?)

experiment wise i feel like this man is really traditional and would prefer to just you know go with the flow. He isn’t really into trying out new things unless you really want to

levi loves taking risks though. Not anything that dangerous but sometimes he likes fucking you with his fingers under the table in a meeting, or doing it in semi public areas where other cadets could catch yall. it’s the thrill of it that turns him on even more.

also loves to test his pullout game smh. of course, you trust him and his reflexes but once you were both drunk and he nearly came inside you with no contraceptives on accident lmaoo

S - Stamina

lord.

he can basically last like 8-10 rounds at a time if you’re able to hold up that long. He’s got really good stamina. But if you’re really fucked out after a few rounds he’s totally okay with it :)

T - Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he doesnt really like them tbh, i can see him not really understanding the point of em- like why use toys when his cock and fingers exist? So no he doesn’t own any but would be quite intrigued if you have any and show him how to use them (hes a visual learner)

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

teases you A LOT. 

Will talk dirty beside you while you’re in a public setting with your friends around, caress your thigh, kiss your earlobe etc. and then walk away like nothing happened

in bed- before he even enters you there’s a moment where he just has to rub his cockhead against your clit for a little while, occasionally brushing against your folds as well until you’re begging him to just put it in.

V - Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Hm i imagine he’s pretty quiet tbh

levi looks like the kind that doesn’t wanna be too loud cuz he’s a little shy, but occasionally he lets out a few groans and breathy noises as he’s fucking you. He doesn’t talk a lot during sex as well so usually it’s just little curses between soft moans

Gets louder when he’s close and starts panting with every thrust he makes. That’s how you can tell he’s gonna cum soon, and eventually when he does, he goes silent for a second because it feels so good he can’t even vocalise it.

W - Wild card (a random headcanon)

levi’s a little insecure about his size sometimes. You always reassure him that’s it’s perfect- cuz honestly it’s a decent length but sometimes he’s just worried he doesn’t please you well enough. It definitely does though, and you make sure to prove it to him whenever you do the deed.

X - X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

realistically i’d say hes a solid 5.5 inches, cut, slight curve up at a nice angle, base colour #C4A484, tip is #FFB6C1 but turns darker when aroused. Also got a nice little vein running down the right side🤗

He’s more on the girthy side as well when he gets hard

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

it wasn’t high before he met you, on a scale of one to ten probably like 2 tbh

once he met you and actually had sex for the first time though..it sort of awoke something in him and now he can’t go more than a few days without releasing. His sex drive gets especially high on days when you get to go out for fancy dinners with the rest of the cadets. Seeing you in those tight fitting dresses always turns him on so much.

Z - Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

will never let himself fall asleep before you do. No matter how sleepy he is, aftercare always comes first and he makes sure you’re both cleaned up and comfortable before he gives in to sleep

Usually you guys pillow talk for a while before he begins to get sleepy but if you had a particularly rough session he can fall asleep the moment his head hits the pillow.

the end <3

[dont-f-with-moogles]

Hi Terra Darling ❤️

Festive fic request with prompt number 6 "family invited an old crush/first love to a dinner party" for Levihan

My headcanons for this prompt:

Hange or Hange's family invites Zeke to a dinner party & Levi is far from happy OR fed up by Levi being single for a long time, Kuchel invites Hange to a dinner party OR Levi or Hange or their family invites an old crush (Zeke/Erwin/Petra, pick one) & it turns out they both used to date him/her lol OR you come up with your own because it will be amazing whatever you decide!!

Happy holidays 🎄❄️

Now or Never (Part 2) Characters: Levi x Petra; Levi x Hange; Mike x Nanaba Word Count: 2188 words

The dining room lay almost bare. No photographs adorned the walls; their ornaments were still wrapped in paper, stored in boxes upstairs. Even the low, wooden dining table didn’t quite suit this new room.  As he sipped his wine Levi considered how it had once sat in Mike and Nanaba’s old flat, centrally occupying the square-shaped space. The table still proudly displayed the tiny tree which Hange had bought for the couple as a flat-warming present over a year ago. Of course, they had never planned to live there forever. This new dining room was longer and in want of furniture to fit it. Its walls were a pale, non offensive shade of magnolia - the exact choice of homeowners intending to cover over the marks - the mistakes - they had once made before moving on. Mike was pouring refills into their glasses. Levi placed a hand over his whilst, beside him, Petra quietly accepted.

“Come on…” Mike urged, “you’re getting the train back right?”

“I’ll take a tea instead.”

“We’ll put the kettle on after dinner.”

Reluctantly, he removed his hand.

“This it then?” Levi’s eyes shifted to the empty seat beside Mike. Of course, if they had been expecting more than two guests, then there would be a fifth floor cushion set out. Despite his uncertainty, Levi’s shoulders relaxed a little. He had experienced the same gnawing sensation when he and Petra had arrived at their house. Removing their shoes at the door, Levi had glanced down to see several discarded pairs beside theirs. He had assumed that someone had arrived before them, only to discover that they were the first.

“Yeah,” Mike replied, “Hange got caught up with an assignment as usual. Something about a deadline.” 

Levi exhaled through his nose. He doubted that very much.

His hand brushed Petra’s shoulder with renewed reassurance as Nanaba appeared in the doorway. The fragrant scent of spices seemed to waft after her.

“The rice will be done in five minutes,” she announced. “Hope you guys are hungry!” “Can’t wait,” Levi commented, “... and nice place you’ve got here. What’s it like living somewhere with two floors?”

“Ah you know, it’s better than being cooped up in the flat.” Nanaba shared a sentimental glance with Mike. “We’ll miss it… but this is better. Even if we’ve got some decorating to do!”

She smiled over at Petra, who was nodding along politely despite not having been part of this previous era… an era of small apartments, of Mike and Nanaba as university graduates… of Levi and… Hange.

“So, how was your holiday? Where did you say you-” Nanaba frowned, reaching over to grab her phone from the side table. “Sorry - hold that thought. Hello?” 

“It was so beautiful…. and just nice to spend time with family you know?” Petra continued to address Mike in Nanaba’s absence. “I’m sorry that I missed out on your New Year’s party though! I heard it was a fun night…”

Levi took a long sip of his wine.

“I don’t know if you’d call it much of a party,” Mike chuckled, “Nana and I were asleep just after midnight so we missed the excitement… guess you’ll have to ask Levi.”

“Hange’s outside!” Nanaba reappeared just as Levi knocked his glass sharply against the table. “Apparently they made their deadline after all.”

There came the sound of a door closing, followed by footsteps in the hall. Petra gave Levi’s arm a little squeeze. He smiled at her in response, though with a warmth which did not quite reach his eyes.

Voices echoed outside; Hange fawning over the staircase and laughing with Nanaba about the previous owner’s choice of carpet. Levi’s jaw set. Then, both of them emerged in the doorway.

“Evening!” Hange beamed around at them. Briefly, their eyes met Levi’s before they glanced away. “Sorry for almost flaking!”

“Why quit the habit of a lifetime?” Mike teased. Levi reached for his wine again. His mouth felt parched; his tongue lay heavy and useless. He craved water - something hydrating - rather than more alcohol.

“Nice to see you again Petra.” Hange gave a little bow of their head as Nanaba dragged another floor seat over to the table. “Heard you’ve just come back from your travels! Was it a good trip?”

“Oh yes, it was so beautiful and relaxing. The new year is the best time to go…”

Levi listened intently to Petra’s story for a second time, refusing to allow his eyes to stray from her face. 

“...but it’s a shame I couldn’t spend New Year’s with you guys.”

Casually, Hange picked up the glass of wine which Mike had just poured. 

“Oh you know, it was a quiet one in the end. Nothing much happened.”

Levi stared at them, utterly astounded by their nonchalance on the subject. 

“Mike said you were all asleep just after midnight!”

“Well, Levi and Hange were up, weren’t you? Mike said he heard you both-” Nanaba walked in with a pot of steaming rice, just as Levi’s floor seat lurched out.

“Whoa!” Petra turned to her left. “Levi, what’s the hurry?”

“Seat got caught on the rug,” he lied. His eyes flew to Hange’s face who appeared quite composed by comparison. They blew out a little sigh as they lifted their glass again.

Nanaba set down the pot of rice. “No jogging the table. I’ve slaved away at this!”

Mike raised his eyebrows as Nanaba began serving heaped spoons onto plates. Petra received hers gratefully. Levi was just thankful to have something to occupy his hands.

“This smells amazing…” Hange praised her. “I love curry rice!”

“So… you had a late night, huh Levi?” Not to be deterred, Petra had rerouted from Hange’s interjection to their earlier conversation. She grinned at Levi expectantly over her plate of food. As he opened his mouth to explain, Mike cut in with a rumble of low laughter.

“Oh yeah… took him years but he finally got Hange where he’d always wanted them.”

Levi dropped his plate on the table, spilling rice onto its wooden surface

“Yeah…” Mike continued as Petra’s head whipped round, “...never thought we’d see the day, but there the two of them were, getting busy-”

Horrified, Levi willed Petra to look away from him as he frantically tried to scrape up rice grains from the wooden tabletop. He could feel her eyes on him; the more she stared, the more the tips of his ears burned. 

“- at the sink.” Mike took a large spoonful of rice and curry, savouring its flavour alongside his own unendurable comedy. “Who would have thought you’d finally get Hange to wash a plate?”

Hange’s forced laugh was lost in the more genuine giggles from Nanaba and Petra. Although the threat which had been silently hanging over Levi had not fallen yet, he could still feel it swaying over his head. He set his spoon down on the side of his plate and let his trembling hand fall into his lap. 

“...yeah, I heard you doing the dishes,” Mike explained as the laughter around the table died away, “...at like, four in the morning.”

“Well, a little cleaning up is the least you guys could do, seeing as you all insisted on staying at my place,” Levi muttered bitterly.

“You know we appreciated you sharing your floor with us!” Nanaba sighed, widening her eyes.

“...and some of us even got to share your bed,” Mike teased Levi again with a hearty wink.

“Gunther,” Levi told Petra automatically.  He reached for his wine again. By this point, he was going to need several refills to endure the rest of the evening.

“...I’m guessing he wasn’t who you really wanted sleeping next to you that night… huh, Levi?” Nanaba joined in, much to Petra’s delighted ‘shh-ing!’

Levi waved away their jokes again, his mouth twisted as though he was being forced to chew on tiny white grubs rather than rice. As he lifted his head he caught Hange’s eye again… and held their look. 

This was dangerous. 

That same rising dread intensified; remained suspended over Levi as he continued doggedly through one of the most excruciating dinners of his life. And yet, there was something which threatened to consume him whole; a feeling caught halfway between fear and fascination. Like oil and water, his conflicted emotions lay beside one another; equal parts danger and desire. They could never be reconciled, but only hold firmer in the presence of one another. Ever since New Year’s, something had started to take form… something that any and all other distractions hadn’t managed to douse…

Levi felt the brush of gentle fingers on his wrist. Petra was smiling at him. He closed his hand over hers, watching as their fingers lay entwined upon his knee. He couldn’t look at Hange again.

“What was it you said that night, Levi?” Nanaba continued, “just this once, then then never again?”

Levi’s thumb stroked over Petra’s knuckles as his mind drifted back to that night. He didn’t want to remember the warmth of the blanket enclosed around his body and Hange’s. He didn’t want to breathe in their scent; to feel the heat lifting from their cheeks; to have his throat run dry as they drew towards him…

“Levi, we can sleep here and never talk about this again. Or…”

Back in the present, Levi squeezed Petra’s hand.

“And I meant it…” he managed huskily, “...you guys can stay at a hotel next time.”

In part it was due to his own habit, but also out of a desire to extract himself from the table, as Levi took up their empty plates. He carried the dishes out to the kitchen and set them beside the sink. For a moment he gazed through their kitchen window at the view of Mike and Nanaba’s new neighbourhood. Rows of detached, two-storey houses stood adorned with gleaming windows and wooden balconies. The pair of them had taken the next step of their journey… their wedding was to follow in a few months…

Behind him there came the tinkling of glass and the sound of a door closing. Levi glanced over his shoulder.

“Um… just getting more wine.” Hange lifted the bottle they had taken from the fridge. Levi uttered a throaty sound halfway between a cough and a derisive snort.

“Sure as fuck you weren’t coming to wash these up…” Levi glowered at them until Hange took a step closer. They set their glass down beside Levi’s stack of plates. Through the open door and across the hall they could both hear the chatter of the other guests.

Levi turned away and began to run the water. Behind, Hange poured a little more wine into their glass. He couldn’t help but turn his head again. Hange was checking the label as they set the bottle down. With a sigh Levi lifted a plate and sank it into the dishwater, missing Hange’s eyes as they moved over him.

“Levi… do you want…”

He shifted around again to look at them. His mouth dried up before he could speak. He took in Hange’s broad shoulders beneath their white shirt; the deep, rich brown of their imploring eyes… There was always something so earnest, so fearless in their expression.

Levi’s eyes remained upon their face.

“...I’ll leave the bottle here.” They turned to leave the room, but stopped after taking a step. When they spoke again, their tone was low, conspiratorial.

“You know I won’t say anything, right…?” 

Levi felt a ripple of tension travel down his arms. His hand seized up; the brush he was holding clattered onto the kitchen floor.

“Anyway, nothing happened that night…” Hange gave a little laugh without a trace of humour in it, “...after all, you made it pretty clear what you wanted.”

Slowly, they began to approach him.

“Just like I have to… right now.” Hange was smiling at him, a gentle blush dusting their cheeks. “You know when it’s your shot right? Now or never…”

The air itself lay thick and heavy. Levi was rooted to the spot, his mind clouded with them as they took another step. Oil and water. They couldn’t-  Petra was seated in the next room, laughing with their friends.

Again, he remembered the blanket that had embraced them as they lay together on his couch. Levi could feel their warm breath on his mouth. It was just the two of them under night’s black canopy, threaded with the lights of a million stars. Whilst the rest of the world had slept, they had lain so closely together… they had almost…

“So Levi…” 

Hange’s lip trembled before their jaw set. Behind their glasses, their eyes were glazed with a love so profound that it took Levi’s breath away. 

“If I told you now that… despite it all… bad timing, lack of communication, people and work and life getting in the way… despite my initial hypothesis and all the test runs in my head… my findings are still the same.”

Hange took a shuddering breath.

“You are all I ever wanted. That’s… what I’ve decided.”

He felt their fingers trace his shirt sleeve.

“...what about you, Levi?”

Part 1: Now or Never (NSFW)

[chaotic-on-main]

So glad you reblogged this because I did not see your post about this event before. And I almost missed it! 😱 But now I'm here… hi, Sky! Congrats on your milestone, dear! ❤️

I would be interested in one matcha green tea ice cream with cookie crumbles on top. If it's okay, could it be something like Levi comforting the reader while they're anxious and stressed? Something with nice calming domestic vibes maybe?

Order up!! One matcha green tea with cookie crumbles for Rose!!

Sky's Summer Fall and 250 Follower Event!

☾ Pairing ➼ Levi Ackerman x cisfem!Reader

☾ Content/Warning ➼ modernAU, pregnancy, anxiety, established relationship, pregnancy reveal

☾ A/N ➼ hi rose!! again, sorry it's taken me so long to get to this. this wasn't the initial path i had planned, but i think it went better than expected!! also i know i said i wouldn't write a pregnant reader, but i was inspired and i love the idea of dadvi even though i don't see myself wanting kids. there's something to unexpectedly soft about dad levi, and i love to imagine it. i mean, he's already so dad coded considering how many kids he adopts lol. also for anyone seeing this, the rest of my requests are no longer summer themed LMAO. i'm gonna have to do something simple for my next event a;lsdkfjalj

☾ Word Count ➼ ~1.9k

The pattering of raindrops on window panes is a sound that brings comfort to you, doubly so during this time of year. Orange and red leaves lie dormant on the wet pavement only to be run over by various cars going home for the evening. With the end of the year holidays looming around the corner, excitement fills the air. But not for you. Instead, it's overwhelming anxiety, and the rain does not bring the comfort you seek.

You're so in your head that you don't hear the keys in the door and the light footsteps of your husband coming home from work. As you toss some chocolate chips into the red bowl full of light brown dough, your mind bounces from one thought to another. Some thoughts hurt worse than others and you find yourself almost choking up until you force yourself to think of something else.

Long, cold fingers wrap around your wrist as you go to pick up a silicone spatula, holding your arm up midair. You're so startled at the sudden touch that you drop it straight into the bowl – thank god it was mixed enough to not splatter. When your eyes snap to the source, the automatic relief that normally comes with seeing those beautiful gray eyes doesn't wash over you. You’ve underestimated the anxiety that courses through your veins like ice.

“What's wrong?” Your husband's low voice comes out careful.

“Oh, it’s nothing to worry about right now. Welcome home!” You force out, your lips pulling back on your teeth in a reassuring smile. Levi Ackerman has known you for far too long, and he wasn't stupid. His eyes scan the messy kitchen counters with furrowed brows.

“I count at least 4 mixing bowls, most half filled and only a few finished products. Either you've signed up for a bake sale, or something is wrong. You only get like this when something is bothering you.” Levi's eyes go back to yours.

“I- uh. It's nothing, really.” You check the clock on the stove and gasp. “I didn't realize the time, and I haven't even started on dinner yet. I'm so sorry.” You quickly push aside your mess to make room for some space.

“Go sit down.” Levi says as he puts his keys and phone in the little wicker basket that sits on the far end of the counter.

“No, it's okay! I can do this.” You don't even know what to make for dinner. You've been in a downward spiral all day and haven't thought that far ahead. The sound of glass bottles rattle as you open the fridge doors to peek at your options - only to find them extremely limited. You should have gone to the grocery store earlier today.

The fridge closes in front of you as Levi pushes his way in front of you. Suddenly his hands are cupping your face, thumbs stroking your cheeks in a way he knows is comforting to you. You just now notice his hair slicked back, stuck in place from the rain outside. Black eyebrows scrunch together in concern as he stares at you.

“Levi, I don't need help. I can do this myself.” You mutter.

“Go sit down.” He repeats, softer this time. You stare back, trying to find the energy to argue. But you have none, so you make your way over to the plush navy couch in the living room. In a means to help comfort you, you pull your knees to your chest and stare out the window. Night time has made its way home, the yellow streetlights hazily glowing through the cold rain. It takes everything within you to focus on what you see and hear, and not what races through your mind.

Either you dozed off or fell into a trance because before you know it, Levi comes over and taps your shoulder. You blink a few times as your eyes adjust to what he's holding out to you – a bowl and a glass of water.

“I bet you haven't hydrated once today, have you?” He raises a brow.

“I've been busy?” You give him a small smile, but take the glass anyway. He sets the bowl down in front of you on the coffee table. You didn't even need to see it to know what it was as the smell of it wafts from the kitchen to your nose. Spaghetti, and Levi's spaghetti at that. Well, technically Kuchel’s - Levi's mom – recipe. From the moment he had made it for you when you both first started dating, you knew this was the best recipe you have or will ever taste.

Not only was it delicious, though, it was comforting. It was home.

“Oh, Levi.” You sigh as you reach over to place your glass down so you can pick up the warm bowl in two hands. The smell of herbs and tomatoes dance in your nostrils as you breathe in deeply. You don't hesitate to poke your fork into the red pasta and slurp up the saucy noodles.

The sofa shifts as Levi sits next to you, leg crossed as he leans back with his own bowl in hand. He doesn't say anything as he digs in, eyes looking out to the darkened window. It stays silent save for the quiet smacking and the metal clinking on porcelain. For a while, you're distracted yet again as you fill your tummy but eventually your bowl is empty and the dread starts creeping back in.

“Did you want more or…?” Levi breaks you out of your thoughts and your eyes focus back to what you were looking at – the red-streaked bottom of the bowl.

“Oh, no I'm good. Thank you for making dinner. I'm sorry I couldn't have it done by the time you got home.” You smile softly at him as you hand him your bowl. His lips twitch as he regards you. He takes the bowl from you and you think he's about to get up but instead, he sets it on the coffee table and shifts so that he's facing you fully.

“There's nothing to apologize for, dummy. What's going on in that head of yours?” He reaches over and taps your forehead gently with a forefinger.

“I don't know if this is the right time.” You whisper, feeling tears prick at the corners of your eyes.

“I'm home for the night, we have plenty of time before bed.” His hand trails down your face and cups your jaw as he holds your gaze. “What's going on?”

Reaching up, you rest your hand over his and lean into his touch. Then with a shuddering breath, you gently pry his hand off and stand up. Without another word, you make your way to the master bathroom and retrieve what you're looking for. Before exiting, you bend over the sink to take a few deep breaths. You just need to rip this off like a bandaid, you keep repeating to yourself.

Making your way down the hallway back to the living room, your fingers shake. The room grows silent as you hold the little white stick up to eye level the moment you step in front of your extremely confused husband.

Levi has to squint to see the little pink plus sign. There's a range of emotions that flood his face past the initial shock. You know when the realization hits him because his wide eyes flit over to yours as he checks to see if you're kidding. You only nod your head back. There's a moment of excitement that lights up in his eyes before the same look of anxiety that no doubt mirrors your own stares back at you.

Your heart sinks to the pit of your stomach at that.

“I-" Levi chokes on his words.

“It's real.”

You hear Levi inhale loudly as he runs his fingers through his hair and step back as he processes. You’ve been with Levi for so long but even you didn't know how he would react. Children weren't off the table, but you both had agreed to start a family when the time was right. To you, this was the worst possible time with Levi starting a new job and your writing career finally taking off. His reaction is enough to confirm those thoughts. Or, at least that’s what you thought.

“I know this is awful timing. And I’m sure we're not ready. I'm so-" Your last words are cut short into a squeak as a pair of strong arms pull you into a warm chest, the sudden movement causing the pregnancy test to fall and bounce onto the rug. You can feel Levi's heart beating a mile a minute against your own.

“Don't apologize.”

“But you’re not excited.” You’ve started crying and you can feel your tears seeping into Levi's shirt. He pushes you away from him and holds you there. His dark eyes bounce between yours as he regards you.

“Who said I wasn't?"

“I- just your face-"

“I won't pretend to say I'm not nervous. You know, Kenny was the only father figure I had and he wasn't around, not when it mattered, at least. I'm scared, actually.” His eyebrows furrow to match the concern that laces his tone.

“Levi-"

“But this is exciting, and I'm thrilled. And we'll navigate through this like we always do. But, how do you feel about it?”

“Well, I guess I'm scared too. Anxious. Our jobs are just taking off, and while I'm excited for a family with you, I'm just not sure how to take this.” You pull a hand up to wipe away the salty tears that streams down your face.

“We have 9 months, give or take. That's plenty of time for us to figure things out. But is this what you want?” Levi let's go of your arms to cup your face again. That moment of hesitance that graced his features is no longer there, only replaced by love.

“Do you think we'll be ready by then?”

“Who knows. But we can try. We'll figure it out together.” Levi pulls you back in and holds you in his tight embrace. You bury your face in his shirt, once again letting it soak up any leftover tears.

“If it's any consolation, I think you'll be a great dad. I watch the way you interact with your little cousin during get-togethers.”

“Tch. If our child is anything like Mikasa, I'm sure we'll be fine. But if they're like her friend Eren, we're starting over.” You laugh at that and slap his chest playfully.

“Levi, you can't say shit like that.”

“I'm just kidding. Mostly. That Eren kid has something wrong with him, I swear.”

You hold on to him in silence for a bit, taking note of the slowing heart beat between the two of you as the news finally sinks in. You were going to be a mom. You were going to be a parent with Levi.

“Someone needs to eat this. This is way too much for just the two of us.” You hear Levi chuckle. You can't see it, but you know he's staring at the mess you've made all day. You'll be up until 3am making sure everything gets baked so it doesn't go to waste.

“Three of us.” You lean back to look at your husband, smiling at that comment.

“You're right, the three of us.” You feel as Levi gently rests the palm of his hand on your stomach and leans down to kiss you softly. Your anxiety still lingers, but now it's tinged with relief because no matter what life throws at you, Levi is here.

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[obeymesheep]

All the brothers comforting you when you're sick? I'm sick right now so I thought of this lol. GN!MC btw!!

This will be so helpful when i get sick!!

Sick Mc

Lucifer, Mammon, Levithan

You/Your reader

Part 2 !here!

I hope you guys love this as much as i do. I always get incredibly loopy when i'm sick, so i kinda based it on that.

Lucifer

Lucifer notices right away, you stumbling around the halls of RAD, head to fuzzy to really know where your going, and your strained voice when he asks you if you're ok.

When you mumble out something he can't understand, he picks you up under your armpits, and takes you home immediately.

He takes care of your delirious ass, he makes you tea, and sits by your bedside while you mumble nonsense, pretending to know exactly what your talking about.

He makes sure you have notes for the school days you missed, and that you're at full health when you do go back, but for the next couple weeks he dotes on you.

Mammon

Mams is soooo confused when you come up to him, nose snotty, and start talking about pokemon. He just knows something is wrong and takes you to Lucifer. Luci let's you stay home when you start telling him a joke and keep wandering off into a random spiral of why a bear would be let into a bar.

Mammon stays with you, and he's a little confused about concepts like spreading germs, so he is actually so clingy, and of course makes instant noodles and canned soup when you get hungry.

Mams will watch whatever you want during this time, you cuddled into his side, while he plays along with the price is right! OH and he def runs baths for you, he sits beside you holding your hand, with the water relaxing your muscles.

When you get better, you try to explain what happened. Then you explain that, yes, sometimes, illness kills. That was the last time he was normal about you being sick. Since then every-time you got sick and fell asleep, he cries cause he thinks you died :(

Leviathan

Levi genuinely thinks you're flirting with him when you cough, and express such confusion and admiration for his natural purple hair.

You know your sick, Levi doesn't, so while you have permission to stay home, Levi thinks your ditching to be with him.

 Levi is pretty excited to have someone to play video games with all day, curled up on his couch, napping, asking him to make you tea! Gets a wake up call from Lucifer when he drops the ball.

Levi is a diligent caretaker, making sure your entertained and that you have medicine. When you start to feel better, he comes clean about think you were flirting, and you laugh and say you still were flirting with him, sick or not.

[lucifersloveydoveyhomie]

hiii! its my first time requesting, i was wondering if you could do the obey me brothers+side characters (not new) reaction/headcanons to teen!mc being russian and like born there and also knowing how to speak the language? and sometimes they just scream out different things (as you know russian is considered an aggressive language lol 😭)so the brothers just stand there:🧍

lil’ rambling..

i was born in russia and when i was 5 i travelled to france, i know how to speak 1.russian(first language) 2.french 3.english 4.italian and i am learning korean !

thank you in advance🫶

Bet sorry for the late answer been caught up with work.

I feel like russian could be aggressive but i personally find it very relaxing idk.

BUT anyway to the head canons!

Lucifer: he would be interested in the culture, 100% he would ask about ur experience and be impressed by u speaking more then one language (most likely even tell his brothers to learn from u), hell this mf would even show off that he will also show off (casually) how he speaks multiple languages to. After that it would be normal but would randomly suprise u with russian candy cause he SO HAPPENED to walk by a store that sold it *wink wink*

Mammon: ngl, he would be confused. He is a lil dumb ok but once he realizes its RUSSIAN he would think it was cool have u teach him some slang. But also think of a good way to make money inspired by this experience. Now he is scamming people with a language learning course☠️. Anyway i would also think he would learn to say i love u in russian to suprsie u but then text it to u, just to ask u to forget he ever did that lolol

Levi: sorry i feel like he would think it was cool but also be jealous about how cool u look by randomly saying stuff in russian. He would also try and learn russian in secret aswell lol. Hell, he would also watch shows from russia to better grasp the culture. He would play “tiny bunny” since its a popular game and be scared yet ask you to help understand references.

Asmo: he would be suprised when u cuss in russian, but then would think its cute. He would even as u to say certain words aswell. Since u know more then russian and english bro would ask u for other words to.

Satan: he would learn russian from u to solely cuss lucifer out in russian. He would also read books and suprise u with what he learned about its culture to swoon u with his knowledge.

Beel: i dont see him making much change however i feel like he would be interested in the food (ofc), mans would request u make him dishes and also when its his turn to make dinner its a russian dish cause he now wants to expand his food knowledge aswell as make u not so home sick

Belphie: would be impressed and honestly i feel like he would want to hear u say certain words in Russian out of curiosity.

Simeon: impressed and would honestly ask u to try and teach luke russian☠️ also he would probably try and learn new languages with u aswell.

Luke: he would ask u how to say stuff in russian, he and barbatos would even suprise u with russian baked goods, anything to give u nostalgia.

Diavolo: you know him, he would honestly hold a russian course and have people in devildom learn it but also hold a event to help u not be so home sick. Be warned though mans would probably gift u something expensive from Russian from out of no where😭

Solomon: he would honestly be flexing how his student knows multiple languages and also would try and suprise u with a russian toy that has a spell on it, little trickster

Barbatos: he would act indifferent but when u come to the castle for tea, cause whats waiting for u? Those delicious tea cakes, those delicious poweder cookies🤤Mans would bake like u sm treats

I hope u like it! Genuinely put alot of thought into this, and also

[burnieblanders]

The boys react to Mc turning into a cowgirl: fat, huge boobs that leak milk, lil horns, cow ears and tail, can only speak in moos, inspired by milqilin* on ao3 (idk if they have a tumblr...)

(This is my mc♡♡ i love her)

Basically they all love it tho♡ lmao

Lucy: tries to keep his composure but secretly loves it, as soon as he gets mc to himself (he invites her to his room of course) he drinks her sweet milk gently. He ties her up, wrists and ankles bound to the bedframe and fucks her slow...loves the jiggle of her curves. (To me he seems like the type whod fuck all night, switching between brutal merciless overstimulation to tender and sweet aftercare.)

Mammon: cant contain how much he loves it, cant stop touching and hugging mc, plows her as soon as theyre alone together. He tastes her milk but find he doesnt love it as much as he loves to just squeeze her nipples and hear her whine.  (To me he seems like the type to go like 4 rounds back to back, defs a cuddler after sex)

Levi: omg its just like a hentai...so he goes hentai mode and ambushes her while theyre hanging out, (doin that classic trap ur love interest against the wall) tho hes visibly flustered and stumbles a bit so mc throws him a bone and acts submissive for him, hes still not the best at being domineering though, hes too self depreciating, so mc just pins him down and rides him

Satan: like lucy he tries to keep his composure but loses it a lot faster, he invites mc to his room, saying they could look through a book on pregnancy and breast milk together. As theyre sitting next to eachother and looking through the book he starts to get distracted, theyre reading about breast feeding and he tells her he wants to try it...so naturally things escalate from there...it starts with him simply suckling her breast milk and ends with him pounding her into oblivion, smacking her ass, pulling her tail, pinching and pulling her nipples, calling her a slutty cow and just generally bullying her♡.♡

Asmo: he lures her in with promises of a massage and a bath with rose petals and scented oils along with candles and incense to set a romantic mood. He rubs down her whole body and relishes in her softness....They do it in the bathtub and splash water all over the floor lol. After they get out of the tub they do it again in bed, then standing up, then back on the bed 2 more times. He constantly compliments her beautiful body as he gives it to her slow, gives her tons of kisses and hickies. (What kind of avatar of lust would he be if he couldnt go multiple rounds?? Lol)

Beel: ambushes mc in her room, acting like a spoiled brat and demanding a taste, he gets on top, drinks her milk and relishes in it, sucking too hard and making her struggle against him sometimes, he takes the hint and tries to hold back so he wont hurt her. He continues to  suck and play with her tits as he fucks her (to me he seems like the type whod go hard for a long time, leaving her completely exhausted from multiple overstimulated orgasms, i think he could do1 or 2 very long rounds before he needs a snack break)

Belphie: loves to hold her, lean on her, and cuddle with her when they nap together. Some nights as theyre cuddling he wakes up and while shes asleep he puts his dick between her thighs and ruts against her slow. She'll wake up wanting more so he gives it to her from behind while pulling her tail. Hes the type whod fall asleep inside her of course...

Dia: loves it unashamedly, invites mc to his room for tea and a chat. When theyre together hes straightforward in asking to taste her milk, as he does he gets excited and touches her. He asks if shes ok before he continues. They get naked, he eats her out and fingers her until she cums twice making sure shes proper wet and receptive. He then picks her up effortlessly and bounces her on his massive dick like a doll. (Another one that would fuck all night tbh, hed leave mc absolutely drained)

Barb: very intrigued by it, requests to try some of her milk in his tea, having heard breast milk is creamy and tasty. After trying it in tea he tries it plain, then he requests to try it from the source. Hes mesmerized by the warmth in his gut that he gets as he listens to her embarrassed moos, hes more proper than to just whip out his dick in front of the young miss, so he excuses himself and jacks off desperately thinking about how hed love to get a tit job from her before hed put it in her slick. How indecent!!

Simeon: admires her from a distance ;_;

Solomon: he wants to help in some way...so he gives her one of those lil milking machines so she can get rid of some of the excess, she gives the extras to him so he can drink it or cook with it >_>.....he makes her a potion that should help reduce milk production at least a little bit and indeed she stops leaking so much that all her shirts get soaked, shes very grateful to him for that. So how can she thank him? With some good old fashioned sloppy toppy of course....jeez i couldnt think of anything good for my fave character!! 😩

[attic-club-sandwich]

Hugging the Fear Away

Day 3's entry for @ombrotherlylove2023's event and I've got some more Levi content! lol For this one I imagine MC is unfortunately away in the human world so the brothers are coping by having weekly movie nights. Levi’s reaction is completely based off of how I sometimes react to certain triggers in movies, so I was really able to dig into Levi's fears and the panic that rises from being triggered in such a way. It is canon that he doesn’t like spiders but idk about horror movies, I honestly just made it up for the sake of the story. I hope you guys enjoy and thank you for reading! 💜

Summary: Movie night at the House of Lamentation goes wrong when Belphie chooses a horror movie for everyone to watch. Mammon isn't the only one that gets a little scared in the middle of the watch party...

Genre: Angst, fluff.

cw: panic attacks.

Day 3: Movie Watching and Bonding Experiences with Leviathan (plus all at the end. A little bit of everyone tbh)

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floral divider by @/saradika

It was that day of the week where all of the brothers gathered for movie night in the House of Lamentation, and Levi definitely wasn’t looking forward to it this time. It was Belphie’s turn to choose what they watched, and of course he had chosen a horror movie. Levi hated horror movies. Of course he wasn’t the only one, he knew that Mammon was bound to be shrieking in his ear within the first five minutes, but he really didn’t want to make it obvious that he also didn’t care for them. He stumbled down the stairs, carrying his Ruri-chan pillow in his arms and made his way into the living room. The rest of his brothers were claiming their places on the couch, and Beel was carrying two very large bowls of popcorn. “This one is mine, and then you guys can share this one.” he said, setting one of the bowls down on the coffee table. Levi snickered, staring at the comically large bowl that Beel was holding. “I think that’ll last you the first ten minutes lol” he said, attempting to hide the flutter of nervousness that was building up in his tummy. “Nah, I bet it will last five minutes.” Belphie added, sitting down next to his twin on the floor. Levi took the spot on the couch next to Mammon, where Lucifer was also sitting and waiting patiently for everyone to get comfortable. Satan was also sat on the floor next to the twins, and Levi watched as Asmo finally sauntered in to take his place next to them as well. “Are we all ready?” Lucifer asked, grabbing the remote. Levi swallowed, hugging his pillow to his chest as Lucifer pressed play. 

The movie started out okay enough. The crunching from Beel eating his popcorn was enough to distract Levi from paying too much attention. This was supposed to be a movie about a group of teenagers going camping and having a run in with a serial killer. It was a classic horror movie trope from the Human World that Belphie was really into at the moment. “Yo why are they splitting up? Don’t they know that’s a terrible idea?” Mammon mumbled next to him. Levi nodded in agreement as he stared intently at the screen. Beel was finished with his popcorn already, and it’s been at least ten minutes. Now they sat in silence, except the high pitched screech of the eerie music playing in the background of the movie. The first jumpscare of the movie was unexpected. The killer had jumped out of the closet of one of the bedrooms of the cabin, knife in hand. “AH!” Levi yelled, hiding his face into Mammon’s shoulder. Mammon was also in a similar state, except his scream caused everyone in the room to jump. “Dammit, Mammon shut up!” Satan yelled, turning around to glare at the terrified demon. Belphie was snickering to himself as he kept his gaze focused on the screen. That sadistic asshole, Levi thought. 

As the evening continued, the more frequent the jumpscares were. Levi wasn’t enjoying himself at all. If he’s being honest, he was trembling and his mouth was extremely dry. How much longer is this? Then there was a scene with spiders. If there was anything Levi hated most, it was spiders. Why are there spiders in a slasher film?! That was Levi’s breaking point. He could practically feel the spindly legs of the spiders crawling all over his skin. He found himself jumping from the couch, accidentally bumping Asmo and Satan in the back of the head. “Ow! Hey, Levi watch what you’re-” Their voices became faint as he rushed from the living room and back up the stairs. He could feel the panic attack coming on, and all he wanted to do was shut himself in his room and turn on one of his favorite anime to calm down. Except he forgot to turn on the lights. And the hallway was dark, all except for the low glow of the candles that were casting eery shadows along the wall. Shit, shit shit, he thought, stumbling through the hall, unable to force himself to turn back. He went to pull out his D.D.D. to turn on the flashlight, but his shaking hands met an empty pocket in his sweats. He must have left it behind in the living room. His heart was thumping hard in his chest as he accidentally bumped into one of the small end tables sitting in the hall, knocking the candles over in the process. He shrieked as the hallway now went completely dark, his knees buckling from the impact and he sank to the floor. He sat with his knees to his chest as he continued to tremble in fear, his breathing now fast and labored. I’m worse than Mammon right now, he thought. Something as stupid as a horror movie causing me to panic like this? I’m so pathetic! Suddenly, he began to hear footsteps echoing in the distance. 

Levi’s heartbeat was thumping hard in his chest as the footsteps drew closer. They’d be right on top of him any moment now, but he was frozen to his spot on the floor. His head was spinning and his chest was tight. I can’t breathe, he thought as he fought to slow down his breathing. He hid his head in his knees and tears began to leak from the corners of his eyes. “P-P-Please just l-leave me a-alone!” he whimpered, covering his head with his hands. His fingers were gripping his purple locks as he rocked back and forth. “Leviathan.” a voice said. Except it didn’t belong to a mutant bloodthirsty serial killer spider. Levi slowly lifted his head to see Lucifer standing above him with an expression of concern plastered across his face. He then noticed that the chandeliers in the hallway were now lit, allowing precious light to shine into the room. Levi was still trembling as he met Lucifer’s gaze. “L-L-Lucifer…?” he stuttered. His older brother’s expression softened as he bent down to his level. He knew his panic attacks often left him exhausted and in a state of disassociation. “Levi. I’m here, it’s okay. Take deep breaths, now.” he murmured. Levi’s head began to clear at the sound of his brother’s voice. “Lucifer…” he sighed as his amber gaze casted down to the floor. “I-I’m sorry…” The eldest brother shifted so he was kneeling, cautiously reaching out to rest a hand on Levi’s arm. “No need to apologize for anything, Levi.” At Lucifer’s touch, he began to ground himself, taking slow, deep inhales of breath through his nose and out through his mouth. “B-But I ruined the movie…” he said after letting out one final big sigh. Lucifer chuckled, standing up and holding out a hand to help Levi up off the ground. Levi took it graciously, and pulled himself up. He stumbled slightly, as his knees still felt like jelly. “Trust me, I was looking for an excuse to get away from that filth. However, I didn’t realize you were that scared. You should have said something.” Levi shook his head, glancing away from his older brother’s gaze. “No, I’d come off as pathetic. Although that’s not far from the truth…” It was Lucifer’s turn to shake his head. “Absolutely not. It’s okay to be afraid of things. Just take Mammon for example, he screamed so loud he shook the whole house and we let him continue through the movie.” A laugh bubbled up from Levi’s chest as he attempted to wipe his tears. “Y-Yeah I guess you’re right…but I’m not Mammon.” Lucifer gave him a small smile. “We all handle our fears in different ways. More than anyone, your brothers should understand that. If they give you any problems, let me know immediately.” Levi nodded as more tears began forming in his eyes. The kindness Lucifer was showing him right now was overwhelming and he didn’t feel that he deserved it. 

Suddenly, Levi felt arms wrap around him. He relaxed into Lucifer’s embrace, his trembling finally beginning to cease. “T-Thank you Lucifer.” Lucifer released him as they began to hear several sets of footsteps approaching them. “Hey, Levi! Are you okay?!” The rest of the brothers had apparently finished up the movie and came to check up on him. He felt happiness flutter in his chest as he wiped away the rest of his tears. “Y-Yeah i’m okay now.” he said. Asmo approached him, holding Levi’s Ruri-chan pillow in one hand and his D.D.D. in the other. “I brought your things!” A grin formed on Levi’s face as his brothers offered him nothing but kind smiles back. He graciously took the pillow and his phone from Asmo. “T-Thank you guys so much…I’m sorry about that…” Belphie emerged from behind Asmo the look of guilt very obvious on his face. “No, I'm sorry I chose such a dumb movie. I didn't realize it would be like that.” Levi hugged his pillow to his chest. “It’s okay, Belphie. I didn’t say anything about not liking horror movies.” Mammon spoke up next, taking the spot next to Belphie. “Oi, how about we go to your room and you can turn on something you want to watch? Movie night isn’t over yet!” The thought of showing his brothers his current hyper-fixation was enough to send a spark of joy through Levi’s chest. “O-Okay! Are you sure you guys don’t mind?” Lucifer chuckled from behind him. “Of course not. Now lead the way.” Levi was about to turn on his heel to head down to his room when suddenly he was being pulled into yet another embrace. “But first, a group hug!” Asmo shouted, holding on tight to Levi. The others quickly filed in, all except for Lucifer and Satan. “Oh come on you two, get in here!” Levi giggled as arms reached out to pull the two reluctant demons in, and finally they were all together. “This is nice. We should do this more.” Beel murmured from the outermost part of the hug. “Ugh Beel you’re squeezing too hard.” Satan complained, as he was unfortunately squished up against Lucifer. Eventually, they all broke apart, and Levi noticed how much better he was feeling. “T-Thank you all…really…” tears sprang to the corners of his eyes, and he wiped them away once more. A hand patted him on the head, and he looked up to see Lucifer smiling down at him. “Don’t mention it. It’s what we’re here for. Now let’s head to your room.”

[cosmicjoke]

Ugh of course haters would say that, they are trying to make him responsible for every single thing that happened.

I find it interesting how well was he able to read Eren as a person (or any other person really) right from the start; even more so now when we know what the ending is.

In ep 19 when they’re fleeing from female titan and Eren wants to turn into his titan form; he, Levi, has this inner monologue (or was he saying it to his squad???)

“It’s clear to me. He’s a true monster. And not because of his titan abilities. No matter how you try to hold him down… No matter what cage you lock him up in… forcing his mind into submission is an impossible task”

while remembering Eren’s reaction when he asked him what his goal was / what he wants to do and Eren answered “I want to join the SC and kill some titans” with the most twisted expression on his face.

Same thing is mentioned in the visual novel, in that part where Levi shares a cup of tea with Petra; yes that part which some people love to use as a proof that he had a secret relationship with her, Others make it about Eren / Levi ship (because everything has to be about ships at least according to some people),

but in reality it’s neither of those. They talked about Eren. He asked her how’s he doing, how’s he adjusting to the squad, etc. Out of Levi’s squad she was the one who spent the most time with Eren, she was the closest to him (it’s mentioned in SnK guidebook if I remember correctly); of course it makes sense to ask her for her opinion. As we know Levi valued his squad’s opinions.

here is a quote from the visual novel: “…they cannot change Eren’s true nature. A perpetual monster. It’s not because of his titan powers but his soul itself is a monster. No matter what we do, we will not be able to subdue it”

He wasn’t asking about him because he’s in love with him, he asked about him because he was responsible for him. Levi volunteered to watch over him / keep an eye on him. He took the responsibility because he was the only one who could actually kill him if he got out of hand. Eren had no control over his titan powers back then.

Anyone who actually read the manga / watched the anime should be able to see why SC fought so hard to get Eren in their ranks. It was because they believed he can actually help them beat the titans. They believed he’s fighting for the salvation of the humanity as you have mentioned.

None of this this suggest that Levi actually knew Eren would do what he eventually did. Levi is many things but he isn’t psychic, lol, he’s just a good judge of character. His ability to read people so accurately is one of the reasons why Erwin trusted him and valued his opinion so much.

At least that’s how I see it… there’s more things I probably should have mentioned but this is already getting way too long 😅

Gotta love Levi seeing right through Jaeger brothers bullshit™️

Definitely, Levi's ability to peg Eren was pretty amazing. Nobody else seemed aware of just what Eren was (including the readers). This monster of will, this person who would struggle and strain against any sort of restraint or cage one tried to place him in. Of course, for the SC, that would be considered a huge boon to their cause, someone able to turn into a titan and who's personality was indomitable. I think Levi's great insight into people comes from his compassion. He's able to see things from other people's perspectives, to genuinely look at things from another's point of view. That's really a rare gift. So he knows when someone is good, and when someone is bad. He had Eren down cold. He could see he was a monster from the start, not because of his ability to turn into a titan, but because of his refusal to yield to anything, no matter what. Of course Levi couldn't have known what that would mean, or what Eren's ultimate goal would be. At the time, all he knew was that Eren was on their side and that his strength was needed to win the struggle against titans.

And absolutely, his ability to see through to who people really are is a big part of why Erwin trusted in him so explicitly. I think Erwin even mentions in one of those side stories that Levi understands people's true natures better than anyone else. It's also part of why I think Erwin trusted Levi with his own, secret motivation, in the end. Maybe he thought, if I tell this to Levi, and Levi still believes in me, maybe that means I'm not irredeemable. And of course, in the end, Levi did still believe in Erwin. I think Levi saw the goodness in Erwin even when Erwin could no longer see it in himself.

[emjiroki]

CEO Levi Ackerman x Reader

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: Explicit scenes and language, a little teasing and oral sex (m receiving)

A/N: FINALLY! Ceo Levi is here! This is my first time writing for my love and very first anime husband! Thank you so much @arlertslove for the awesome collab! (Sorry it took me a bit to get this out I had MAJOR writers block lol) PLEASE go check out the collab and all the other amazing works on the masterlist!

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18+ under the cut MINORS DNI

The elevator dinged softly as it opened to the sun-washed lobby of Levi’s floor, something he always complained about saying it was always “Too fucking bright” during the late mornings. 

“Hi, Petra, Just bringing him his lunch,” You said softly to the secretary who was on a call. She smiled, flashing a quick thumbs-up as you passed the desk to the double doors of Levi’s office. 

“Listen, Mike, Who put in the bid for Dr. Jaeger’s Therapy center? Seriously.  Who approved the funds?” Levi sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose in exasperation, “Of course she did. Let Four eyes know that she’s going to need a proctologist to remove my foot from her ass".

The call ended with an irritated thumb touch on the screen before he looked up to you. 

"Seems like you're having a fun day" you commented with a teasing smile. Levi's eyes rolled.

"Yeah it's been peachy" he grumbled, rubbing his hand down his face, "so why did you come all the way here before noon? Just to see me?" 

"Of course," you said with a beaming smile, walking around the desk and placing a manicured hand onto his shoulder with a soft squeeze. You put the bag of food from his favorite place up on the desk in front of him, along with his tea thermos. "Plus I was hoping to have lunch with you since you forgot to eat anything this morning". He opened his mouth to reply, probably some excuse of being too busy to eat in the mornings but you didn't let him get that far. "No arguments. I made your tea just how you like it". 

"One sugar no cream," you both said in unison with a soft smile. He sighed, one hand going to rake through his hair. 

"You're too good to me".

"Never too good, you deserve the world," you said with a kiss on his temple. 

He snorted, “I doubt that,”. 

“Well I don’t, I know you deserve it,” You said, running your hand down the sculpted plane of his chest, a soft groan rolling out to grace your ears as you leaned over his shoulder, “Know what else I think you deserve?”.

“Hmm?” He asked in reply, an amused lilt to his tone. He always liked your coy little games, because he knew it would end in pleasure for him.

“A little stress relief,”. You could practically feel the heat radiating off of him as a blush crept up his throat to his cheeks. You motioned for him to move his chair back, the dark-haired man only hesitating for a moment. As soon as you were on your knees in front of him he leaned over to his phone, punching the speed dial for the secretaries desk.

“Petra, hold my calls,” Levi said through a voice that was trying not to sound excited. He had thought about this moment since the day he got this big private office, you on your knees beneath his desk with his cock in your mouth. The feeling of your hands moving up his inner thighs had a shiver rolling down his spine, breath hitching as your fingers flexed around the zipper. 

"You sure you want to?" You asked with smirk, as if his flush hadn't told you enough. 

"Fuck, quit teasing" He hissed, angling his hips up just slightly. He never was much for patience, hands already going to the back of your head to urge you forward. The button and zipper of his pants were quick work, shuffling his pants and underwear down just enough where his aching cock was free from the confines. He was already leaking, a droplet of pearly fluid running down the shaft as he moved his shirt up so as not to stain it. But you didn't let it get that far, tongue sliding up and around the head as he drew in a sharp breath. 

"Missed that mouth," Levi murmured, resting his head back with eyes closed as his thighs grew more tense, "Feels so- fuck".  The groan that rolled off his tongue as you took him to the back of your throat had your cheeks heating and arousal pooling in your gut. Your heart began to race at the thought of someone hearing him, hearing his sounds of pleasure, the pleasure you give him. You didn't think you actually wanted someone to hear what was going on. Or maybe you did? This newly found excitement had you swallowing around him and pushing him closer to the edge, one hand on the back of your head as encouragement. His thighs shook when you moaned so sweetly around him stuffing your mouth, tears pricking the corners of your pretty eyes and stealing his breath. Moments like these never failed to have him thanking whatever God was out there that they had given you to him. Your mouth was so hot around him, sucking and milking him and drawing him closer and closer to his climax. His grip tightened around the armrest of his chair. 

"Love, Love I'm- I'm gonna cum," Levi panted, brows knitting together as pleasure began to burn bright in his abdomen. You hummed a confirmation around his thick length, hand palming his balls through his underwear until he was fighting to keep the groans under wraps. 

"Shit- Shit," Levi moans as low as he could, still very audible in the spacious office but maybe not so much beyond the door. His cock twitched once, twice before spurting thick heavy globs against your tongue, a broken shaky sigh escaping him as he rocked his hips against your mouth. You didn't pull away until his body began to shake with over stimulation, pressing a kiss right below his belly button before Levi was pulling you up, hand going back to the back of your head to pull you in for a kiss this time. The passion that spilled through his kisses was something you'd never get tired of, smiling into his lips as he drew huffing breathes through his nose. Levi pulled back after a moment, pupils dilated and swallowing the blue gray. 

"We'll continue this at home," he said roughly, "want to make you cum with my mouth next". You straightened your skirt around your thighs, a soft smile on your face as you leaned over just to invade his space a little more before you had to go. 

"Don't keep me waiting too long. Mr.CEO," you whispered with a kiss to his jaw. He groaned and reached over for the phone. 

"Petra, clear the rest of my day," Levi said in a firm tone, the heated look and flushed face on display only for you, "I've got more important matters to attend to". 

[augustinewrites]

WIP TAG GAME

rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! tag as many people as you have WIPS.

wips as tagged by @shotorus! i have so many and none of them are properly labelled. what i have here is literally what they’re called LOL and are the ones with the most work done so far

mafia au levi (a hitman walks into a coffee shop and asks for a tea)

wrio (fatui!reader has infiltrated the fortress of meropide and has seduced the duke. he does not take this news lightly)

fushigojos break up fic (that time they broke up and everyone was miserable)

untitled levi drabble (it’s hard keeping a new relationship a secret with the cadets of the 104th around every corner)

untitled diluc drabble (what is a lover if not a resting place?)

i have no idea who to tag but i’ll of course peer pressure @ufo-ikawa heh and gently hold a request out to @kentopedia @oikawabi-sabi @isaut and you mars @psychicai! hello! i hope you’re all having a good start to your years!

[levmada]

fluff alphabet [4/6]

This part contains N–Q: nicknames, how he's like in love, PDA, and quirk!

wc: ~.8k

warnings: none

N » Nicknames - What do they call their s/o?

Levi’s short on nicknames. He really just doesn’t care for them (the whole 'doesn’t show affection with words' thing) so most times he’ll affectionately refer to you by your first name or any shortened version of it. I don't believe he ever really calls his partner 'brat' unless they're acting like one.

However - there are exceptions to his petnames. Catch him in a soft moment, do a very nice favor for him like brewing him a cup of tea?? In his arsenal of nicknames he likes calling you ‘sweetness’ and ‘sweetheart’ (“Nice of you, sweetheart.”), or in the most fragile of moments: ‘love’ or ‘dear’.

“I’ve got you… I got you, love.”

O » On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

He’s in a good mood almost all the time ! But, this means him simply... not looking like he wants to mouth off at someone all the time. He carries himself lighter, he feels lighter, and he only has a very neutral frown instead of a small, constant scowl.

Levi being in love doesn’t make him any less harsh in his training regimen, but he’s much less grumpy about it; not so chock-full of sardonic and depressing remarks about the world around him.

He’s also more talkative, not that he’ll just ramble on and on (unless you put Levi in a convo about something he has strong thoughts about, in which he’s prone to stammering when he gets in too deep, because he’s normally always measuring his words before he speaks🥺) — but he’ll make a lot of comments, even if no one is really listening... except his partner, ofc.

Anyone who knows Levi pretty well (Hange, Erwin, Levi’s squad) will notice pretty quick. Everyone is thankful to you 🙏 Because instead of Levi acting like an asshole constantly, it’s only some of the time and he’s more ambivalent to everything lol.

Levi expresses his lovey dovey romantic feelings in front of no one but his partner😭Even the times he does, he's not mushy at all - a little fragile behind the eyes, though :(

He does things for you all the time, especially when you don't ask him to, and every once in a while, he may offer a, "I appreciate you here. With me," or "A lot of this world reeks of shit. I got lucky with you."

P » PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

Not at all! Very rarely will Levi insinuate there’s something going on b/n him and his partner, let alone brag about it. He prefers to keep most of his private feelings/life … private. He’s not embarrassed or ashamed of course, but he gets flustered easily :(

That said, catch him just about standing on your heels when you’re in the same room - often, he’ll somehow catch your gaze because you’re always on his mind :( You’re almost always seated pretty close to each other in meetings too (if you’re a Scout) where he’ll rest his hand on your thigh… and, if you want to hold his hand, he can only give you a difficult look before begrudgingly complying.

He does a total 180 when he’s alone with you, and will in fact paw for your hand and put it in his hair (or any part of you he can reach) if you’re not taking the hint that he wants your undivided attention. If you’re all over him, he’s actually quite affectionate and will put his arm around you if he’s reading over paperwork on a couch.

If he’s just coming out the other side of one of his insomnia spells?? Levi will crawl right on top of you in the late afternoon and just lay there with his head tucked under your chin for however long you’ll let him, or however long he can nap for.

Q » Quirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.

Levi is malewife material. This is much more applicable to a modern au in my mind, but?? No question that he will gladly make sure the house is spotless every waking day 😭 Impeccable at folding laundry, and can in fact get any stain out of even the toughest fabric. Like we’re talking wine/hot cocoa/whatever out of the whitest clothes!!

And on the subject of Levi’s malewife potential, he grew up Underground so there’s no question he can be given the cheapest, most basic of ingredients and somehow make it delectable. By extension, I bet he knows how to sew, too.

Literal malewife/trophy husband.

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[m-jelly]

Hi jelly!! I hope you are well <3 if your requests are open I think I have something. Can you share some headcanons or a little snippet about fun dates levi would take you out on in the city? :)

(im projecting a bit bc my friends ditched me this weekend to go party even tho I was allegedly invited, but I’m trying not to let it get to me, anyways growing up is hard and weird sometimes lol)

No pressure if you can’t get to it! Thank you for everything you write and share with us, it’s always a major comfort on this website <3

First of all, you can ask me any time you want for headcanons and requests <3 I am always open to headcanons and fluff. Second of all, your friends are asses. I've been in a situation like that before and it sucks balls when it happens. You're a wonderful person and I hope these headcanons make you smile <3

@kenkopanda-art <3

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Dates with Levi

Headcanons

Cafe date: He'll take you to a cute little cafe that does baked treats, different kinds of tea and really nice afternoon tea. You'll sit together, eat your afternoon tea and talk about anything and everything. He'll hold your hand and listen to you as you just talk.

Nature walk: He'll take you on a nice long walk through the woods. He will ensure he has all the right gear to make sure that he can give you anything you need. He'll help you climb over rocks and cross rivers. He will have drinks and snacks packed too. You'll come to a stop in a nice spot and have lunch together as you sit close and admire the views.

Picnic: Levi will make a picnic basket full of all the foods you love. He'll drive to a nice spot and take you on a small walk until you reach a pretty location. He'll set out a clean sitting area for you both. You'll snuggle together and likely have a nice kissing session on the blanket.

Beach: Just a nice long walk on the beach together. You'll both be holding hands and enjoying the moment. You'll eventually get a nice spot. Levi will be covering you with sunscreen to make sure you don't burn. He'll protect you with an umbrella and keep you in the shade. He has brought food and you'll relax together for a bit before swimming around in the sea.

Dinner at home: He will cook a three-course meal, and he'll set up candles and flowers for you. He will be very romantic and make you feel special. He'll have nice classical music playing. You'll eat together and because you're at home he'll be very romantic with you. He'll cuddle up to you, kiss you and slow dance with you all night long.

Movie night at home: You'll cuddle up together and watch a lot of movies together that you both like. You'll have plenty of snacks and drinks. You have a blanket over your laps and be all cosy with each other. You'll both end up touching and kissing a lot.

Game night: Depending on what you have or like, Levi will play cards, board games or video games with you. You'll play together and work together or for extra fun, you'll be against each other. It'll be a lot of laughs and some competitive playful talk. You'll have a prize set. You both will say what you want if you win.

Aquarium/Zoo: You'll go to either and just explore. He'll hold your hand the whole time and you're not allowed to let go. You'll have fun together and Levi will take many pictures of you in front of animals or sea creatures. At the end, he will buy you a cuddly toy.

Weekend getaway: Levi will take you away for the weekend to somewhere in the country. You'll explore the village or town together, buy a lot of things and Levi will take plenty of pictures and talk about maybe moving there as a side comment, slight joke and then possibly highly consider it."

[chaotic-on-main]

Unspoken Words Snippet | June - Part Four [NSFW]

☾ Pairings ➼ Levi Ackerman x fem!mute!Reader

☾ Content/Warnings ➼ smut, first time together, friends to lovers, slow romantic sex

☾ Author's note ➼ I thought I would share my first ever smut in it's own post for those that might be curious of my writing style but don't want to read through ~87k words to get to it lmao. I don't know how I feel about it, but considering it's my first time I guess I should be nice to myself lol. There's probably a lot of context missing but not enough to miss that they love each other and this is when they finally confess their feelings.

This is from part four of my series, Unspoken Words, which can be found here!

And if you haven't started the series, you can find the first chapter here!

Thank you guys for checking this out, love you. <3

☾ Word Count ➼ ~4.5k

“You should probably get some sleep. I’m sure tomorrow will be just as exhausting. We can talk more then.” Levi says quietly, changing the subject.

You narrow your eyes at him, annoyed he would close up after so much progress. But then a yawn so big escapes your mouth and you shove your face into the pillow you were still hugging until it’s done. When you look back up, you see Levi watching you in amusement before his expression changes into indifference quickly. Maybe this would be best saved for the next day when you were both awake.

‘What about you?’

“I don’t sleep much, you know that. I’ll be okay.” He shrugs his shoulders as he gets up from the sofa. He reaches for the remote and turns off the tv then carefully places it back on the coffee table. Then he turns around to offer you a hand which you take, still hugging the pillow to your chest. He raises an eyebrow at that but turns on his heel to head to his bedroom. With a soft sigh, you place the pillow back and follow him down the hallway to your room.

The need to figure out what was going through his mind was strong, but your exhaustion hits harder. As you pass the kitchen, you note the time was about to hit five in the morning which means you have been up for a while. Despite the amount of sleep from earlier, you feel your body giving in to the heaviness of fatigue – no doubt a consequence of having such a taxing day.

You watch as Levi stops outside of his door, right hand gripping the doorknob in white knuckles. As you pass him, you reach over and place your hand on top of his. When his eyes fall on you, you offer a small smile.

 ‘What’s wrong?’

Before you can pull away, Levi says your name and stares over at you with longing.

“What am I to you?”

With shaky hands, you sign back, ‘What would you like to be, Levi?’ Adrenaline courses through your veins like lava at the sudden question.

“Yours.” It’s so soft, barely audible. And yet so full of conviction.

Levi looks down at your lips quickly before jumping back up to your eyes. In a swift motion, he releases the doorknob and grabs your hand, pulling you in closer to him with sudden force. His gaze is as firm as the grip on you, holding you in place. When he speaks again, his words come out measured.

“You’re right, I do know what I want. My answer is yours. I want to be yours.”

Your eyes widen at the sudden confession, and you stare at him with your lips parted in surprise. As if time slowed down, just like in the elevator, Levi tilts your chin in his direction - pinching it gently between his thumb and index finger. He leans in slowly, his eyes staring into yours as he wavers inches away. Levi is so close to you that his hot breath hits your face, and you smell hints of his black tea and traces of pine.

“And I want to kiss you. Is that okay?” You nod, dazed by his proximity.

Carefully, his mouth meets yours and you instantly distinguish the difference between this kiss and the one in the elevator. This one is hesitant, nervous. But traces of ravenous hunger linger as an aftertaste.

That same heat blazes from your face all the way down to your toes. Levi’s fingers move from your chin to right under your jaw, tilting your face into him even more. After a moment, he breaks away granting you a moment to catch your breath. His face is still inches from yours, gray eyes fluttering closed as your forehead rests against his. Your name tumbles out of his mouth, almost like a beg.

“I need to know.” He pulls away from you, the air around you instantly turning cold from the lack of his presence. “Will you let me?”

‘Let you what, Levi?’ You know what he wants, but you just want to hear him say it again. And again and again and again.

“Let me be yours.” Your smile would have blinded the whole world.

‘Mine.’

He leans in again, cupping your whole face in his calloused hand and locking his lips back over yours. The hunger intensifies just like the buzzing throughout your whole system. You open your mouth slightly to let his tongue in to explore and it does, eliciting a quiet moan from you. You swear you hear Levi growl in response. Oh, how touch starved you two were for each other.

As if in sync, Levi opens the bedroom door and you both stumble still lip-locked into his room. He pushes you up against the door, shutting it behind you. If you weren’t so lost in the kiss, you would have been worried by how loud the slam must have been. Levi presses up against you more, sandwiching you between the heat of his body and the cool wooden door behind you. You already feel how hard he is under his sweatpants.

You’re more inexperienced than most so there’s hesitation in your kiss – something Levi picks up on quickly. He pulls away but leaves his hands on your face as he looks at you with apprehension.

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to tonight.” He whispers to you. His voice is as sincere as it always is, albeit husky. You place a hand over his that sits on your face, leaning into it as you do before signing back.

‘I want all of you.’ You offer a loving smile, wide and full of adoration for the man in front of you.Levi’s eyes bounce back and forth between yours as if searching for something. He finds nothing but pure truth.

Levi’s lips crash back onto yours, careful but just as heated. As his marred lips leave and make their way down your neck, one of your hands slides up his chest to his undercut until your fingers find what they were looking for, tangling in his raven hair.

The moment you feel his teeth pinch your soft skin, another moan comes out louder than before. Having him pressed up against you like that, the outline of his cock pressing into your stomach, you start to feel your patience slowly unraveling.

Your nervousness flies out the window. This was Levi, you had no reason to worry. Levi is safe to you. He would take care of you as he always does. And you would do the same. The thought makes you smile up at the ceiling. Before you know it, your hands push against Levi’s soft skin, and he pulls away quickly. Worry pools into his dark eyes as he watches you carefully.

“Is everything okay?” He murmurs hoarsely.

Instead of signing back, you force him to step back towards the bed with your palm pressed against his chest until the back of his knees hit the edges of the mattress. The force alone makes him lurch back so that he falls back onto the soft duvet, catching himself on his hands so that he’s sitting up.

In a swift motion, you straddle his hips, and your lips find solace on his mouth yet again. You don’t hesitate to push your tongue through to taste him again, wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing yourself into him more.

You don’t mean to, but you find your hips grinding on to him, the only barriers between your already soaked self and Levi being the clothes you wish were off. The pressure and friction against your very sensitive core make you pull away for breath. Levi’s soft grunts are music to your ears and his lips start trailing back down your neck, his teeth finding purchase in your soft skin yet again. His fingers slide up your back, pulling your night dress up with it.

Then a groan comes out of his clenched teeth, full of frustration.

Levi pulls away again and stares up at you with heavy-lidded eyes full of impatience. You note that pink flush of his that you love so much, deeper in color and painting across his cheeks. As you stare down at him, you come to love this version of Levi and you want nothing but to see his face contort at the way you grinded into him. But he places his hands on your hips to keep you still, much to your dismay. You watch him carefully as he speaks, his voice husky.

“I-uh. I want this, I do. But we need to be safe. And I didn’t bri-“ He averts his gaze, staring at the corner of the bed. You were so lost in the exhilaration of it all, you didn’t think about it. A thick appreciation for him crashes over you because his cautious nature, even if it did slightly kill the heat of the moment.

‘Give me a second. I can help with this. Stay here.’ You give him a chaste kiss before sliding off his lap and out the door quickly. You tiptoe your way back to your room, making sure the only sounds that can be heard are the clock ticking on the wall and the muffled continuous crashing of waves just outside.

When you slip into your room, you see Hange flat on their back with their hair tousled everywhere. Soft snores escape their lips, a telltale sign they are out like a light. Hange wasn’t promiscuous in the slightest, but they weren’t closed minded either. And with that, it meant they stayed prepared.

You creep over to their unorganized suitcase where clothes were strewn all over the place. Reaching into the top compartment, your fingers feel the sharp edges of a foil package and slip it out. You blush to yourself as you think back to Levi’s outline as you make sure it’s the right size.

A snort from behind you makes you freeze in place, breath hitched as you sit crouching in silence. A moment passes. Another minute. Hange’s snores fill the room again and you let loose your held breath, shoulders sagging. You’re sure this conversation would come up again later, but you didn’t want to deal with it right now. Especially with Levi waiting for you.

It takes you next to no time to slip out of your room and back into Levi’s, closing his door with a soft click. Turning around, you show him the condom in between pinched fingers and smile widely to Levi who was still sitting on the edge of the bed for you.

“Did you come prepared?” He raises an eyebrow at the glittering foil.

‘No, but Hange do-‘

“I don’t need to know any more.” Levi blurts out, hands up in defeat. A silent laugh shakes your shoulders as you make your way back over to him. You fling the package onto the bed before straddling him again, noting how hard he was underneath you still.

‘Now where were we?’ You sign with a small smile. Levi smirks and places his hand against your cheek, his thumb tracing your bottom lip gently. You playfully nip at him, and he huffs in amusement.

“You’re breathtakingly beautiful, you know that?” He asks you softly before pulling your face into his and locking his lips on yours. It’s a saccharine-laced kiss. His hands find your hips again, lowering until they are fully on your ass, and they squeeze. A squeak escapes into his mouth as he does, and it just makes his grip on your skin tighter.

Pulling away, you grip his t-shirt from the bottom and start tugging it up. Levi leans back so you can pull it up and over his head, discarding it on the bed next to him. Your hands trail down his toned chest and abs, his skin burning under your touch. It’s soft despite the hard muscles underneath them. Your mouth finds his again as your hands explore, not hesitating to slip your tongue into Levi’s already parted lips.

Your hands find their way back in his hair, fingers entwining through the fine strands. You can’t help it – you tug gently, and a small whine comes out of his pouty lips as he’s pulled away from your mouth. Something inside you burns and again you feel your razor thin patience cutting at you. 

As if Levi reads your mind, he wraps an arm around your back while leaving his other hand cupping your ass and stands up effortlessly. In a mere moment, he turns around with you in his strong arms and then gently tosses you on to the bed. A soft laugh escapes you as you land. Everything around you smells like Levi.  

Levi stands at the foot of the bed and stares down at you ravenously, a look you don’t think you’ve ever seen on anyone outside of the movies on your television screen. You sit up on your elbows and watch as he gets on the bed and slowly makes his way on top of you. He meets your lips with his own as his body hovers over yours, his fingers lightly trailing up your arms resulting in goosebumps following in their wake.

Slowly, you lie back down flush to the mattress, his knees digging into the sheets on either side of your thighs. Levi’s lips start to slide down your jaw which gives you some space to breathe but your breaths quickly turn into soft whimpers as his fingers lightly trace across your lower abdomen. His other hand snakes around the back of your neck, supporting it as he starts planting more soft kisses down it.

 “You can stop me at any time, okay?” Levi whispers, his hot breath tickling your neck. You nod, only wishing you had your voice to say his name and tell him you wanted him. As long as he was with you, you would always want him.

Levi’s hand that was teasing your waist makes its way back up to the lacy lining that adorns the edge of your nightdress, long fingers tugging down the thin fabric that holds your breasts in place. You’re glad Levi isn’t watching your face because you are multiple shades of embarrassment.

But Levi doesn’t say anything, instead he takes a breast in hand and massages it gently as his kisses start trailing down past your collarbone. Before you know it, his soft lips clamp around your already very sensitive nipple, eliciting a loud moan from you. You can’t help but dig your nails into the firm muscles of his back in response, dragging them down as Levi bites down gently. An exhale of hot air blows out of Levi’s mouth against your skin when you do that, a small grunt escaping with it.

You feel the absence of his lips immediately as his lips leave and the wetness left behind leaves your skin defenseless against the cool air. Levi softly kisses back up your sternum then pulls away, leaning forward on both hands that now sit on each side of your face. His tousled hair falls forward, creating shadows across his face as he stares down with that same hungry look, only this time it’s tinted with pure amazement.

“Still okay?” He whispers down to you.

You blink up at him and swallow hard. You were more than okay but as always, your words fail you. Instead, you nod and the hands that once dragged down his back are now trailing down his chest again. The feeling of his skin against yours sends electricity through your whole body, and you want more. You need more. Your hands flatten against right above his rapidly beating heart as you do your best to give him a look that conveys ‘more’.

“I’ve got you.” Those were the words he had muttered down to you the day before as you fell asleep in his arms on the beach. It wasn’t just cherishment that he held for you; it was deeper than that. Hange’s words from earlier flit through your mind, only briefly. How could you not have fully noticed until now?

He leans down and places his lips back on yours, soft and sweet. As your lips lock on to his, you feel his feather light touch trace back down to the elastic band of your underwear. But instead of teasing you like he had before, you feel his fingers dip under the cloth and further down to…

Any other thoughts racing through your mind cease to exist as his delicate fingers slide down your slick folds. You don’t mean to moan as loud as you do and fortunately Levi’s mouth muffles it for you. He hums in response to your reactions, smiling into the kiss.

Levi’s lips graze back down to just under your ear as his fingers rub small circles around your clit eliciting more moans from you. Your labored breaths fill the space as the white-hot heat from his touch reverberates throughout your whole body, tingling down to the tips of your toes. He whispers your name under a heavy breath, mutterings of how beautiful you are to him floating up to your ear. All sweet words mirror the moans you made.

You reach down to Levi’s hardened bulge that currently fights against the stretched fabric of his joggers. Your fingers close around him as much as they can through the thick cloth. Upon contact, Levi’s breath hitches. You give him a gentle squeeze resulting in a guttural groan that comes through his clenched teeth.

In response, his touch burns deep into your core as he carefully pushes a digit into your warm entrance, the palm of his hand applying pressure onto your swollen clit as he does. His movements are gentle as he pumps it in and out slowly, and you feel his finger curving up into a spot so good your toes curl. The euphoria turns into building heat, and you know what’s about to happen - but you wanted more. You wanted him now more than ever and this was not enough. More, more, more.

A soft whine comes out of you as your fingers tighten around him. A light huff tickles against your skin – Levi’s way of chuckling.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” He mumbles, his lips finding your earlobe and nipping at it gently. Reaching over with your other hand, you place your hand against his cheek and pull him up to you, planting your lips right onto his. It’s a hungry kiss, one conveying you were ready for him. You love him, you want him. You need him.

With that, Levi withdraws his hand and slides himself off you and the bed. You sit up and watch as he tugs down his pants along with his boxers. You knew what was coming and yet you couldn’t stop the blood rushing to your cheeks in shy embarrassment. You look away, staring at the ceiling as you hear Levi pick his clothes up including the shirt you threw on the bed, and then place them neatly on the dresser behind him. Your name quietly tumbles out his lips for your attention.

When you look up at him, you see him offering a hand to you. Your eyes flicker down for a mere second before going back up to Levi’s soft gaze. You feel as if you could faint on the spot.

Instead, you push yourself closer to the edge of the bed and take Levi’s hand. In a delicate flourish, you’re in his arms again and he pulls you in for another deep, lingering kiss. His fingers bunch at the bottom of your night dress and start lifting it up. You let him, pulling away enough so he can get the soft fabric up and over your head. He folds it and turns to place it next to his pants. When he circles back on you, he takes a moment to observe your half-naked self.

Being in your thin bathing suit was one thing, but to be standing there as the cool air conditioning drifted across your unprotected self was in a whole other universe. You shift your weight awkwardly and twist your arms together as you avert your gaze to the piled-on dresser.

Levi steps closer to you and takes both of your arms in a gentle grip and pulls them away from each other so that you’re exposed to him. You force your gaze on him despite how nervous you were to be in front of him. Levi’s dark eyes trail down your body but not in an ogling kind of way – he watches you with wonder.

“You’re just so beautiful. Every part of you.” He releases your arms, and his hands are back on you, sliding down your waist and landing on your hips. His fingers leave a trail of tingles. “I want you, all of you. If you’ll have me. Is that okay?” He whispers to you, pulling you by the hips into him. The length of his hardened self presses against your bare stomach as he does.

You sign that same simple word, ‘Mine’.

With that, Levi gently pushes you down into the bed with a hard kiss, leaning into you until your back is pressed against the mattress. He loops his fingers into the sides of your panties and tugs them down your legs, pulling away from you yet again to place them next to the rest of the discarded clothes. At that moment, he takes the time to rip a corner off the metallic package with his teeth, the foil discarded onto the dresser once done.

He grabs your hips again, this time pulling you flush to the edge of the bed as he stands at the foot of it. His hand makes its way to your thigh and his perfectly trimmed nails press into your soft skin as he holds you close. The tip of his cock teases your entrance and if you had a voice, you would have begged for it. As usual, you didn’t have to.

Levi leans down to you and kisses you slowly, teeth brushing against your swollen bottom lip. He places his other hand on the bed next to your head, using it to keep himself propped up. His hair hangs low as he hovers, already moist with sweat from the proximity and building body heat between the two of you. You use one hand to grip his forearm while the other hand slides up the back of his head and into his sweaty hair, fingers digging into his scalp. As the kiss deepens, so do his movements into you.

Levi slides himself in gently, using his hold on your thigh to control his speed. He lifts your leg up against his hip for a better angle but the sharp gasp from you stops Levi in his tracks. He stays there, feeling your warm walls hugging tightly around him.

He pulls away from the kiss and hovers over you again, looking down into your eyes with worry. It's been a while since you have been touched like this, let alone this intimate. You don’t think you’ve ever felt this loved. Levi makes this all so easy despite the anxious knot in your chest. You realize it isn’t just this that he makes easy, though. It’s everything around you. Every issue, every solution.

You imagine you’re looking at him just the same, a small smile etching into your flushed and hot face. Before he can ask again, you move your hand up and under his fingers that digs into the bed next to you. Lacing your fingers in with his, you squeeze his hand a few times.

A way to say you were okay and that you trusted him. And always would.

He looks down at you curiously but then realization dawns on him. His concern washes away to reveal his own version of adoration for you. It’s one of your favorite expressions on him by far.

In a breathless moan, Levi pushes himself all the way in. He presses his lips onto yours, muffling your moans that rise in volume as he slowly rocks into you. The hand he had on your thigh tightens as he pulls you into him more, quickening his pace slightly. The new angle hits a spot that almost puts you at the brink of finishing right then and there.

Levi lets go of your hand and moves his arm under your neck again, giving him the opportunity to trail his now sloppy kisses and teeth down it. Those razor-sharp teeth sink into your skin as one of his thrusts hit simultaneously. You bite into the back of your hand to keep yourself from wailing out and waking the rest of your roommates. The other hand that now sits against his sweaty chest digs into his skin, burying deeper with every thrust. It feels as if every part of your body burns like wildfire from his touch. Your name comes out in a groan this time, husky and deep.

“God, you’re fucking beautiful. You feel so good.” He buries his face into your collarbone as he moans your name again, shakily.

Levi thrusts soon become clumsy, feeling him slam into you inconsistently and with every hit comes more pressure against your clit. Heat builds into your core, the same as before. You’re pulling at his hair, in an attempt to warn him you were close. Throaty curses leave his lips as you both feel each other tense up.

In an instant, it’s like the world crumbles around you as you hit your limit. The walls surrounding Levi clenches as each wave of pleasure rolls through your whole system. Your orgasm sends Levi over the edge and in one deep thrust of his hips, you feel his body shudder as his moan almost turns into a whine. His teeth bite into you again as he rides through his own climax, filling up the condom within you.

Levi releases your leg and lets it fall gently against the bed before collapsing on top of you. He uses an arm to keep himself propped up enough to not suffocate you with his body weight. You focus on the heavy panting emanating from the both of you as you come down from your high. His heart beats in sync with your own against as he lays on top of you, digging his face into the crook of your neck.

You wrap your arms around his head and hold him close, despite the heat and sticky sweat between your bodies. Levi nuzzles his nose into sweaty soft skin and chuckles, low and hoarse. You both continue to lay like that until the breathing slows down to a normal pace. The next time he speaks, his voice is so soft and barely audible that you almost miss it.

“I love you too.”

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Child!MC Asks a Dumb Question but Is Completely Serious

Question: “Hey _______, why are blueberries blue?”

Lucifer

Takes a second to register the question since you had interrupted him during his time to do his papers

Once it does register in his mind he sighs before putting down his pen

Gives the simplest explanation humanly (demonly???) possible so he could get back to his work quickly.

Mammon

Laughs out loud

Lols and all are cool, but your question is still left unanswered.

Oh, yer bein’ serious about that?

Mammon doesn’t know

He really doesn’t

But he wants to look cool in front of you

Anything to look cool in front of you

So he’ll give you an in-depth explanation about why blueberries look the way they do

Even if it’s all made up

Leviathan

Google

Google google google

Or whatever the demon equivalent is down in the Devildom

Deviltube will be handy

Also Akupedia(??? Idk I made that up)

You’ll get the facts from (as Levi says) the best place in the Devildom! The internet 🤡

Satan

The best person to go for this question tbh

Probably has a book on it somewhere

Or has at least read one once

You will get your question answered. Of course you will.

But does the answer include some four-thousand words that you can’t bother to listen to? Oh most definitely

Asmodeus

Probably calls in Solomon

Really just has no clue

Asmo will hold you and do your hair while Solomon explains

Beelzebub

If you're holding a blueberry while asking the question he’ll ask to eat it

He’s never really questioned why food is a certain color

Nice going because now he’s curious too

But now he’s curious about everything 😅

He's learning today, but he won't forget you

Belphegor

Doesn’t know

Too tired to care

But if you bug him enough he’ll drag himself out of bed to go to Satan’s room for the answer

Diavolo

Diavolo learned it once but most likely forgot

Calls in Barbatos to help explain

Allows you to play with his gold rings while you both learn (just a HC that he wears gold rings)

Barbatos

He makes tea to explain it

But then after he makes the tea your mind goes to why it’s that color

Especially if it’s pink or something

Good luck Barbs because you just unlocked the inner curious of the child

Solomon

He knows

He asked the same thing when he was younger

The answer will not be scientifically correct

But he’s telling you the same thing his parents told him

What’s better than one misinformed human?

Two

Simeon

He doesn’t know

He’s never asked that before

It wasn’t a trivial matter to him so he’s never had to ask

But now you’re both heading to RAD’s library to get the answer to your question

Luke

Baby doesn’t know

But will still mock you for it

You’re dumb

Even though you’re like... 5-7

Please just figure out how to be his friend

But now you’ve got him wondering too

Do once he does find the answer he’ll brag to you and shows you it in an attempt to impress you