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Late night thoughts #129:

Being neighbours, you had known Levi all of your life, but you were never close until you went to college together. His uncle, Kenny was known as a strange man doing strange business, but he was always funny and kept a cool relationship with the neighbourhood. Your parents never invited the Ackermans to the house but would gift cakes and treats to them during the festive seasons.

Knowing that you and Levi were in the same class, your parents were relieved and sent cookies to the Ackermans to "look after this silly fool" while you were in college. And true to his words, Levi stuck around with you. You thought you would mind him, but he turned out yo be cool and you enjoyed being with him.

Your parents were out of town for a week but you stayed back due to college. It was a group project with Levi. Levi offered to cook for you and you went to his place to work together. It was your first time having dinner with his uncle. You found out that Kenny had a rotten sense of humour and you were very certain Levi got his shit joke from him.

It was late. You packed your things and Levi offered to walk you home. On the way back, you ran into some drunk thugs drinking in front of your house with the music blaring from their cars. One of the thugs teased you and wanted to invite themselves into your house because they knew your parents weren't home. The whole gang started to welcome themselves to the porch.

Your blood ran cold and you felt your knees giving in. Levi shielded you behind him. "Get in the turn on the porch light," Levi murmured. Struggling, you unlocked the front door after 2 failed attempts and quickly reached for the switch. With a flick, the front porch was lit up with a yellowish lamp, illuminating the area.

Levi's eyes were dark beneath his fringe, his posture was dominant and protective. The thugs stopped for a moment to take him in. "Is tha- Levi? " One of the thugs grabbed his friend who was taking the lead. After a few blinks, they recognised Levi. "Shit! Let's get out of here! That's Kenny's boy!"

You finally let go of the breath you were holding but you were scared to stay in your house alone. Levi wouldn't leave you alone too. He made you pack your clothes and stayed the night at his place.

When you made it back to his house, Kenny joked about how Levi was going to get it tonight. You were blushing, partly from his joke but mostly still shocked from the incident earlier. Levi told his uncle it was not the time to joke.

With a tool box, Kenny took off the door to Levi's room. "Not under my watch, you two rabbits." After you called your parents and told them what had happened, Kenny made Levi talk to your parents too, promising to keep distance. Kenny personally assured your parents he would keep an eye on you both.

You slept on Levi's bed. It felt weird when you had his blanket and slept on his pillow while Levi slept on the floor with a sofa cushion and a spare towel. His uncle Kenny made himself comfortable in the living room, walking by every once in a while to check on both of you until he fell asleep snoring loudly.

You have never felt this safe in your entire life.

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Hange: “where’s Levi?”

Y/n: “he’s small, he’s probably under something..”

*Levi, crawling out from the cabinets under the sink because he was deep cleaning*

Levi: “first of all, fuck you-“

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It's how he looks like when he's searching for the ring he's gonna use to propose to you.

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wishing y’all a very abnormal and gross christmas [rebloggable by request!]

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Work has been devouring my life lately p🫠🫠

Miss you loves and will leave this cute post here

what year I think the aot characters would be born in (no maths involved here just vibes)

Eren: 2000

Armin: 2002

Mikasa: 1999

Jean: 1998

Reiner: 2001

Bertolt (bertholt? bertlotl? bertotolt?): 2002

Annie: 1999

Pieck: 2000

Porco: 2002

Historia: 2001

Ymir: 1997

Zeke: 1980

Levi: 1995

Hange: 1989

Erwin: 1985

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Me leaving work to this 🥰😍☺️

New official art gave me an excuse to draw halfnaked Levi so naturally I took it. It’s also a desperate try to get out of a persistent art block -cries-

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Tease

general tags: sfw, fluff, drabble, established relation shit with Levi, reader is a gremlin and is gender neutral

an: this isn’t proof read, so if there’s any grammatical errors i apologize!!

You were always a tease to Levi. You took any opportunities to mess with him, even a little. Whether it be by leaving his pens open on his desk when you knew that was a pet peeve of his, popping up his shirt collar when casually talking with him, or even taking out the tea bag in his teacup after he takes a sip from it. Levi could recognize that mischievous glint in your eye from a mile away. He always knew when you were cooking up a plan without even looking at you- it was like a sixth sense he had. He swore up and down that you were like a raccoon (totally not because of the developing dark circles under your eyes due to your attempts of keeping up with his sleep schedule). At times you were a pain in the ass, but you were his pain in the ass.

Currently, you were snuggling up next to Levi in his (rarely used) bed- you had convinced him to let you sleep with him after he finished the last of his paperwork. You were hunkering down into his sheets, they were crisp and soft and smelled of the candles he burns on nights in his office. One such candle was placed on the small bedside table close to Levi- who was dressed in casual clothes had the sheet resting on top of his stomach. You peered over to Levi, his face calm despite the pinched crease in his brow. When you catch his eyes, they flick over to you. You curl up closer to him, perching your chin on his shoulder and looking up at him with a jovial shine. When he looks down at you, his brow lightens up, and a gentle smile tugs at his lip. When you lift your head again, it was to gently kiss the tip of his nose.

“That’s not where you're supposed to kiss,” Levi jokingly comments.

And there that mischief swirls inside of you. “Oh really?”

Levi lets out a, “mmhm,”

“Where am I supposed to kiss you then?”

“Lower,” was all that Levi states.

You decide to tease him, and kiss the space between his nose and upper lip. It tickles him and he scrunches his nose with a dissatisfied huff and grumbles.

“What?” you push, “not low enough?”

He grumbles again and murmurs a “no.”

You lean down once again, this time letting your lips gently brush his, but slide further down to the dip in his chin and place a peck there. When you lean back with a grin, his eyes narrow at yours.

“You brat,” he mumbles, his voice tilting up with amusement. He gently pinches your chin between his index finger and thumb and guides your lips to his, and gently kisses you. When you pull back you just giggle and further snuggle into him, as his arm wraps around your torso. He blows out the candle on the bedside table, as you two prepare to catch some sleep.

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To see this first thing in the morning 🌄

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dating jean kirstein

— sfw headcanons

— important a/n at the end!

i’m terrified haha :) i’ve never ever written for aot before but jean is on my mind TWENTY FOUR/SEVEN so i thought i should just go for it even if it’s just a one time thing yk?

• okay first of all: this man’s main goal is to impress you. anywhere, anytime.

• he will spend his entire day in the kitchen without talking to anyone (except maybe you) just to cook you a homemade dinner

• but obviously, since he’s always pushing himself further, it means you often need to remind him that he’s already more than enough for you

• and how could he not be when he is constantly thinking about you??

• at the beginning of your relationship, he bought you a gift every single time you guys saw each other. but as you started going out more and more, his bank account couldn’t keep up and he had to slow down a bit

• but, one day, you were over at his house and he forgot to put away some drawings he had made. he was incredibly embarrassed because most of them were drawings of you, but you looked so happy looking at them that he decided these could be even better than his previous gifts

• and now you often find small doodles (sometimes more elaborate drawings) hidden between the pages of your books, or in one of your pockets

• for some obscure reason, he’s super good at giving massages, so you can expect to receive some before and after your naps. it’s the only times he won’t try to turn it into a makeout session (unless you initiate it of course)

• he trusts you 100% so yes, he will let you cut his hair. but also- yes, he will be a total drama queen and immediately freak out if you mess up just a tiny bit

• let’s be real here, jean and you bicker all the time. but it never lasts long because, as he once told you during a post-argument hug:

• “i love you too much to stay mad and it’s not fucking fair”

• but it’s perfectly fair, because it’s perfectly reciprocated

• did i mention that he’s is a living furnace?

• he secretly loves that about himself because it gives him an excuse to sleep in his underwear smh

• “wow uh- babe you’re staring so much it’s getting embarrassing” he’d scoff while looking perfectly comfortable with the situation, laying down on his side to make it even harder not to stare

• “oh- how rude of me, i’m so sorry! ..…well. good night then!” you’d respond, turning your back on him

• but i promise you that less than a minute later, you’d feel his arm drape around you and pull you closer until your back is pressed against his chest

• “you gotta stop acting like you don’t understand my sarcasm” he’d sigh, with a painfully obvious smile in his voice

• mornings with jean are usually pretty lazy. sometimes he’ll go for a run but he always comes back to bed where you both lie awake for at least 30mn, talking about anything and everything, your future, sometimes often sharing gossips, but always cuddling one way or another

• because yes, jean would love to be one of these men who are pretty casual about pda. but he’s not. he needs to be in contact with you as much as he can

• but although he loves to feel your hand in his, or to hold you by the waist when you walk, there's nothing he likes more than kissing you (you told him once that he was a good kisser and he hasn't shut up since)

• if he senses that you’re feeling stressed, he’ll gently kiss your temple to reassure you. if you’re feeling sad, a few kisses all over your face should do the trick. if you’re tensed and need to relax, a lingering kiss on your neck

• your friends are used to your pda now, but they will never stop making fun of him for that (jean, on the other hand, will probably never get used to their teasing. connie has stopped counting how many times he was told to shut up)

• jean is a very ambitious man, so naturally, he has big plans for your future together. and one of his craziest was to decide that the only way you two could move in your dream house was to build it himself

• so, after asking your friends if you could move in with them for a little while, you sold your flat and bought from an old man a house that was practically falling into ruins

• it was a colossal workload, so every day after work, you both headed to the house and did as much as you could until one of you began to fall asleep

• and every weekend for about a year, your friends came over to give a hand (sasha worked extra hard in the kitchen area obviously)

• you moved in after about a year and a half, in the middle of spring. and as if that day wasn't emotional enough for you, jean thought it would be nice to propose to you that exact same day

• you were on your patio, laying on the pallet couch that armin and connie had built together, your head resting on his knees. the sky was turning orange and it was one of these moments where you were grateful for jean's natural warmth

• both of you were laughing at the memory of the fear in armin’s eyes everytime connie was about to hit a nail with the hammer - when jean’s hand gently brushed your cheeks, and he let out an almost inaudible: “let’s get married”

• you agreed so quickly that he didn’t even have time to curse himself for not proposing in a more romantic way, like he had initially planned

• but as you looked up at him, your eyes filled with nothing but love and tears, fingers intertwined with his, and your skin painted with the shadows of your very own house, he thought that this was the kind of simple romance he had always longed for after all

— a/n : QUICK EXPLANATION: a few days/weeks ago i created a second tumblr account (@gi0iawrites) because “why not have an aot blog and a haikyuu account :D”. bUT i changed my mind and decided to post everything here. which means that yes, this post has already been posted elsewhere but it was on my other blog! just wanted to make things clear!

— a/n #2: i could’ve written 12 pages about this istg 😮‍💨 i wanted to add how i think jean would be a terrible driver but i’m saving it for another time :)

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since you started dating, levi had been slowly adjusting to vocalizing his needs for affection. although he still often drops small hints whenever he wants the more intimate things, he had already learned how to openly ask you for a hug or a cuddle when he wants it.

you sat in levi’s office, trying to read the report that hange made on one of her experiments from earlier today. your eyes squinted, trying to understand the rushed handwriting of the spectacled section commander as you brought the paper closer to your face.

“titans were responsive to… rain? no, pain except for sawney. next, we tried to deprive them of sunlight. sawney was… drowning? no, no, drowsy in a few minutes while beane was still active after a few hours” you read, correcting yourself a few times from the messy handwritten report you were reading. you shook your head, looking up from the paper only to see levi staring at you — seemingly lost in thought.

“levi? are you okay?” you asked, putting the report down as he snapped out of his trance. only when his eyes looked up to lock with yours did you realize that he was actually staring at your lips whilst you read.

“huh? y-yeah, i was just trying to understand shitty glasses’ entire titan experiment” levi stuttered, his attention going back and forth between your lips and your eyes as you smirked softly.

“oh levi. if you want to kiss me, just kiss me” you said as levi’s cheeks immediately turned into a shade of pink and he shyly looked away from you. by the way he reacted, you knew that he truly did want to kiss you but he was too shy to voice it out.

“such a gentleman” you whispered jokingly, grabbing him by the collar of his uniform shirt and crashing your lips onto his. it didn’t take him long until he started kissing you back, lips locked with each other’s passionately.

you pulled away after needing some air as the blush on levi’s cheeks turned into a deeper shade of red. you chuckled at him, placing one more kiss on his cheek — the flustered and shy look on his face never failing to make you fall in love with him all over again.

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Speechless

(mod!, if you want to ) Levi x fem! Reader

Warnings: vomiting, fast proofreading, one of my drafts

Summary: On his birthday morning, Levi awakens to the sounds of you vomiting.

A/N : I thought it was cute back when I wrote it! It's really old, I hope you enjoy it anyway as I have this writers' block :( I thought about posting it even if it's short and not my best but, I mean, it can't fo worse than it's already, so ahahah. As always, feedbacks, reblogs and likes are appreciated and English is not my first language so forgive me for any mistakes 💓

Levi had wondered to be woken up by a million sounds on his birthday morning, maybe due to you cooking breakfast or calling his Mom for any possible reason in the world, yet he didn't expect to wake up to your reeking and vomiting in the small bathroom attached to the main bedroom.

Ungracefully , his bare feet hit the cold ground before walking towards the said room with a worried frown on his head.

"Hey," he whispered as you flushed the toilet and passed a hand through your sweaty hair. "How are you feeling?"

"Shitty," you croaked out, sitting on the cold surface of the pavement. Another day, he would just simply cringe at that action of yours, as it was unbelievable for him to even think about sitting on the floor in your pijiama; though your sad expression and your recent vomiting had him even more worried, so he turned a blind eye for once.

"I'll call a doctor-" he declared, squatting in front of you to examine your exhausted features,but you blocked him before he could run off the door and dial your doctor's number.

"No,Vi, there's no- there's no need," you whispered with a croaky voice while playing with the hem of your oversized pajama shirt.

"Babe, you just threw up-"

"I'm pregnant."

It was rare for Levi to remain speechless, though you had just gained that exact reaction. His eyes widened as saucers, his limbs froze in bewilderment. It was as if you had just punched him in his belly, leaving the air out of his lungs, and a sense of adrenaline and warmth spreading in his chest.

"What-?" he asked with a thread of voice, not quite grasping the situation. "Are you serious?"

You finally looked at him in his steel-gray eyes, meeting his gaze for the first time that morning. "Yeah, I am."

His arms wrapped around your shoulders, holding you close to him, his heart beat echoing in his ribcage from how emotional he was. Tears were threatening to fall off his eyes in big drops, but he tried to remain as composed as ever.

"Aren't you mad?" you asked in his ear, slowly matching his embrace.

Levi could only shook his head now, too emotional to find the right words to answer you. His mind could only picture a mixed version of you two running around the house, making it messier yet more filled with love.

"I'd kiss you right now," he managed to say at a certain point, voice proved and wavered by happiness, "but wash your teeth first."

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- firstly, lets get love language out of the way

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i want him to look at me like he looks at that ice cream 🫡