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Levi relationship Headcanons

This is my first time doing this so please be kind.

Levi would hate PDA. He would think it’s pointless. He might let you hold his hand in public to appease you. And he would side eye anyone who dared make a comment about it.

Don’t get me wrong though behind close doors it’s a different story.

Levi would be the type to watch out for you on missions. He wouldn’t make it known but he’d secretly be super worried and constantly making sure you were okay.

His biggest love language would be hands in your hair. A quick ruffle here and there to show you he loves you. Once he gets over himself and lets you cuddle him he’d find his hands resting in your locks.

When you’re intimate he’s definitely the more dominant. He can be a little rough. But he always makes sure you’re safe and comfortable.

Levi would be super over protective of you. & if anyone messed with you he’d be the first to shove a fist in their face or fly off the handle at them.

Overall you’re relationship would be a good one. He’d treat you with respect, and even though he’s a grumpy angry little man he’d treat you wonderfully.

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ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴇᴀʀɴɪɴɢ!ʟᴇᴠɪ…

How he keeps his distance, not because he doesn’t want to be close to you, but because he wants it too much. He’d rather ache quietly than risk ruining the fragile comfort he gets just from being near you. Sitting beside you during meetings, walking a step behind you on missions. These small things are his luxuries, and he treats them like they might be taken away at any moment.

Yearning!Levi who listens more than he speaks, memorizing the way your voice softens when you talk to animals, how you hum while organizing papers, the exact rhythm of your footsteps in the hallway. He doesn’t say much in return, but he always has something for you, your favorite tea mixed just how you like it, your missing necklace placed neatly on your desk, a blanket draped over your shoulders when you fall asleep on duty.

Yearning!Levi who hesitates before knocking on your door. Fingers raised, hovering mid-air, heart pounding like it’s trying to claw its way out of his ribs. Sometimes he walks away. Sometimes he knocks and pretends he was just passing by. But every time, it’s because he wants so badly to be invited in, not just into your room, but into your world.

Yearning!Levi who sees you laughing with someone else and feels something cold settle in his chest. Not jealousy, he would never claim ownership over you, but grief. The kind that comes with realizing just how much of you he’s not allowed to have.

Because if all he gets is this, just watching you be happy, just lingering in the same spaces, you can bet he’ll bear it with the same strength he brings to every battle.

But god, does he yearn.

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Why is he soo cute in this 😫

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Um… yeah

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be gentle and patient with

a) who you were

b) who you are now

c) who you are becoming

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so you’re telling me that netflix’s dept q doesn’t have a fandom yet? when it’s got insane potential to be a prime tumblr fandom candidate? when you’ve got 1) matthew goode as a grumpy, arrogant english inspector riddled with ptsd (heavily reminiscent of david tennant in broadchurch) 2) an empathetic, yet badass sidekick with a mysterious backstory 3) a peppy redhead who’s the exact opposite of the main character and whom he reluctantly teams up with? but then the team works great together? and these guys, they’re all trying to solve their own problems from their past, while working on the most fucked up cold case imaginable?

tumblr cmon do your thing and watch the show already

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Dept. Q 1x09

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akram salim is maybe the character of all time. well-dressed, polite and unassuming man capable of terrible violence. literally looks like a cinnamon roll but could kill you. was "sort of" a cop in syria and no, he won't be expanding on that. widowed single dad to daughters he loves but doesn't understand. casual brutality is easy for him but he never loses control. WILL stop to pet the nose of a dog statue because it's good luck. sarcastic as fuck but never even cracks a smile. has a knife and knows how to use it. has absolute zero ego and goes out of his way to reassure the cop who previously investigated their cold case that he did a great job and it wasn't his fault the case wasn't solved earlier. helps his egotistical asshole boss calm down from a panic attack and then uses said boss's vulnerable position to enforce a boundary in a way that is both polite and threatening. and he bakes :)

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STOP PUTTING OC STORIES WITH "X READER" TAGS BRO WITH ALL DUE RESPECT YOUR STORY DOES NOT BELONG THERE....listen... im sure the story is great... BUT im literally gonna combust if i keep seeing ts. Im trying to feed my delusions and yall arnt helping. Sighhhhhhh

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~ Husband!Levi wakes up before you every single morning. He pads around the house barefoot, starts the kettle, and takes his time preparing tea, one cup for himself, and one exactly the way you like it. He just sits beside you on the bed, watching your chest rise and fall. There’s something calming about the sight of you tucked under the covers, wearing one of his old shirts.

~ Husband!Levi is absurdly territorial, not in a jealous way, but in a quiet, calculated way only people with survival instincts notice. He doesn’t shout. He doesn’t argue. He just watches. eyes sharp, jaw tight. When someone gets too familiar with you. He steps closer, hand resting low on your back, fingers lightly tapping your spine. If someone pushes past you in a crowd, Levi’s the type to grab your waist and reposition you next to him with zero hesitation.

~ Husband!Levi keeps your home cleaner than most hospitals, but he doesn’t mind your clutter. Only yours. Your clothes on the floor? He folds them. Your hair in the drain? He scoops it out. You could leave makeup all over the sink and papers scattered on the table and he wouldn’t say a thing, he just cleans around them. He once found your necklace tangled on the bathroom counter and spent thirty minutes undoing the knot before hanging it carefully on your nightstand.

~ Husband!Levi wears his wedding ring like armour. He’s not flashy. He didn’t want some expensive band, and he didn’t want to make a big deal about the ceremony. But that ring? He touches it constantly — when he’s thinking, when he’s irritated, when he misses you. It grounds him. If he has to take it off for work or training, he keeps it in a tiny cloth pouch tucked inside his inner jacket pocket, and he checks for it twice before putting his gear on.

~ Husband!Levi remembers every tiny thing about you, especially the things you forget. He knows your coffee order, your shoe size, what side of the bed you prefer, and exactly how long your bad moods last when you’re sleep-deprived. You’ll mention craving something in conversation, days later, it’s in the fridge. You’ll complain about a headache, he’ll hand you water and your preferred meds before you even ask. He doesn't make a show of it. He just...pays attention

~ Husband!Levi doesn’t verbalize “I love you”, but when he does, it means everything. He’s not careless with words. He’ll call you “brat” or “woman” or “pain in my ass,” but when it comes to the real thing, he doesn’t waste it. He says “I love you” on nights when the world feels too heavy. When you’re curled up in bed, when you’ve had a terrible day, when you’re not even looking at him and he can finally say it without being overwhelmed by your reaction. It’s always low, always gruff. Sometimes it slips out when he’s holding you too tight. Other times it’s whispered when he thinks you’re asleep.

~ Husband!Levi is physical, not in a lustful way, but in a grounding way. He needs to touch to believe you’re real. When you sit beside him, his hand will automatically land on your thigh. When your cooking, he’ll press a kiss to your shoulder. If you’re standing together in silence, he’ll brush his fingers along your arm or let your pinkies link. You once asked him if he even noticed how often he touched you. He stared for a moment and said, “Not really. Feels normal.” And that’s the thing with Levi, touching you isn’t supposed to be showy. It’s instinct.

~ Husband!Levi is surprisingly soft when you're sick or injured—even if you're being a stubborn brat about it. You could be sneezing nonstop, wrapped in a hundred blankets, claiming you’re “fine,” and he’ll just frown and say, “Bullshit.” He’ll monitor your temperature, feed you soup (homemade or not, he makes sure it’s hot), fluff your pillows, and glare at you if you try to get out of bed. The only time he ever truly panicked was when you got hurt badly once, he didn’t say much then, just held your hand until you came to, knuckles white from how hard he gripped you.

~ Husband!Levi doesn’t believe in grand romantic gestures, but you’ll never have to ask for flowers. He brings them anyway. Not for show. Just… when he’s thinking of you. He’ll come home after a long day, toss his coat on the chair, and hand you a small bouquet without saying anything. Sometimes they’re wildflowers, sometimes fresh lavender, sometimes from a stall near work. He acts like it’s no big deal. “Don’t make it weird,” he’ll say as you smile and coo over them, cheeks turning pink. But he likes seeing them in a vase on the windowsill. He glances at them every time he walks by.

~ Husband!Levi doesn’t smile much, not with his mouth, anyway. But with you, his whole face softens. His voice drops a little lower. His brows relax. His shoulders ease. You tell a bad joke, and while he doesn’t laugh, his lips twitch and he shakes his head like he can’t believe he married someone like you. He stares at you sometimes when you’re not looking—long, quiet stares filled with so much weight it knocks the breath out of you when you finally catch him. “Why are you looking at me like that?” you ask, grinning. He shrugs. “Just… still figuring out how I got this lucky.”

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When tumblr refreshes itself and the fic I was reading fucking disappears forever 💔

I’ve been searching for a smau I was reading for three days 😔

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Headcanon:

I feel that when Levi settles down with you after dating for a while he could act very out of pocket since he's so comfortable, he could do something weird or strange but purely because he's in your presence. I also think he might bite you at random, not hard of course but a nom.

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The Reluctant Victor, inspired by The Reluctant Bride by Auguste Toulmouche - I just thought that this painting was SO perfect for Katniss and I had to draw it!

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✰ Levi trying to flirt headcanons ✰

He'll glare extra hard at you. Those steel grey eyes digging into your back when you train, spar, clean, eat. Watching, mesmerised, the way you move with such assuredness, such strength, muscles rippling beneath your uniform, the way you execute titan kills with such perfection that it might as well be an artform. Hange calls him a pervert, but Levi calls it observing. Appreciating. In his own silent way.

He'll always make sure to give you extra cleaning duties. He doesn't really know how else to talk to you, if it's not to give you orders. Besides, he can't deny how damn hot you look with sleeves rolled up to your elbows, brows furrowed and biting your lip as you meticulously scrub stains from the dining table, only leaving sparkling clean surfaces in your wake.

He'll stand awkwardly close to you whenever he has the chance. Trying not to make it too damn obvious that he's secretly sniffing your scent. You just smell so fucking good. Clean, like the soap provided as part of the monthly allowance from the Survey Corps, but also faintly of metal and gunpowder, testament to your time in the military. And so fucking sweet. He always walks away drunk after such an encounter.

He'll never go easy on you when you spar. That would just be to insult you. No, instead, he gives it his all. Because you deserve his all. He wants to give you his all. That might mean that you lose every damn time and end up pinned beneath him, breathless and writhing as you try to push him off. And before anyone asks, then no, that's not one of the reasons why he doesn't go easy on you. Not at all.

He'll always make sure to provide you with anything you need. But God forbid that you ever find out it's him. He won't ask. Somehow, he just knows. Maybe, from all that glaring. He notices you shivering? Next thing, a warm cloak is draped over your shoulders, its owner gone like a shadow in the night as soon as you lift your head to see who it is. He notices you cough during breakfast? He'll leave steaming mugs of tea, made with the precious dairy and honey only available to the higher-ups in the military, outside your room at headquarters. With just a knock on your door to alert you of his gift even if the sender himself is gone as soon as you open it. He notices the way your ODM gear whirs and complains from lack of oiling? He'll clean it for you, oil it, polish it, until it's so silent and shiny that you could hang it on your wall to use as a mirror. And you'll never know how you fell asleep one night after a gruelling training session, only to wake up the next day with your ODM gear propped against the wall exactly where you placed it the night before, but somehow magically fixed.

If someone asks how he feels about you, he'll deny it. Without second thought. "It wasn't you I saw coming out of her room last night, right?" No. "Admit it, you think she looks hot when you're sparring, right?" Tch, no. "Aww, did I just see you smile at her? Did I? Did I?" No, for fuck's sake. "You're sure you don't have a thing for her?" No. And Levi doesn't even realise what he just admitted until much later, when he sees Four-Eyes whispering something in your ear and your eyes widen with shock, just before they seek his across the training grounds, your cheeks flushing a pretty pink. Tch. Why do you have to look so damn cute??

Haha these were originally inspired by the quote I put in my Levi moodbard (Love language: Glaring), and then the snowball rolled from there😂😂 And I promise, he's not a pervert, just...emotionally constipated...

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Write it shitty, write it scared, write it without a clue but don't you be so spineless and have an AI write fanfic for you.

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Baby Levi head canons

- Kuchel's nickname for him was 'teacup' because he was so tiny and precious 🥺

- he was a very gentle baby, the type who never grabbed at a cat's tail or smacked you in the face

- he had solemn eyes, as if he was already much older and wiser than his years

- but he would also have the sweetest, most angelic smile when something made him happy

- 1000000% a mamas boy. Levi used to potter around after kuchel and help her, like carrying a few socks whilst she held the laundry basket

- was a very colicky baby, and it seemed like he was ill all the time, which made kuchel out of her mind with worry. She would soothe him by holding him, singing softly, and gently patting his back

- basically a mini clone of kuchel. His bio fathers genes didn't even put up a fight

- he used to play with items by putting them in order or something 😭

- he loved to tuck his head into Kuchel's neck 🥺

- he didn't have any toys in the Underground, but he had a little blankie that he slept with every night and he was devastated to lose it when Kuchel passed and Kenny took him and forced him to give it up

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Levi Ackerman Headcanons

Can’t keep my mind off this man fr Completely sfw I’ve been really feeling soft Levi lately. Enjoy!

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🫧Idk about y’all but Levi is funny as fuck. He would make you would laugh really hard at his deapan jokes like. Everyone else would think he was mad or something and you just bust out laughing. It makes him smile like a kid inside

🫧At first he would get really mad at any messy tendencies you had until it caused a fight between you two. That was enough to make him realize that you aren’t unclean he just uses cleaning as a coping mechanism for anxiety and he can’t force that on you

🫧After working through that fight I truly don’t think he would mind if you were a little messy or forgetful as long as it’s nothing crazy. It gives him something to do. Maybe you forget your dinner plate in the living room or leave your dirty clothes on the floor in the bathroom. He picks up after himself so much sometimes there’s nothing to do and then he has no way to soothe his anxiety.

🫧Has two cats. A tortoise shell girl named Alice and a black and white boy named Fernando (cause I mf said so)

🫧Pretends to not be allergic to said cats

🫧Wouldn’t be able to find you disgusting. Like if you were depressed and had dirty hair or a few dishes stacked up in your room he would just feel worry and empathy.

🫧He knows why it’s hard for people to keep up with things at times and it makes him sad to know you are struggling. He would probably have a hard time showing this though.

🫧He might clean up your room with no expression on his face, probably making you feel ashamed but then when he’s done he would come over and just be like “It’s better? Right?” And you would understand he’s doing it out of love

🫧He would have no problem seeing every part of you including the bad. He’s strong enough to lift you back up

🫧Can sometimes have a negative ego about stuff like. It would definitely be the cause of most of your fights. But it just comes from not loving himself and not being the most confident

🫧He would have very dry pale hands and he would sometimes allow you to put lotion on them. To him this was extremely intimate and he found it physically very soothing to the irritation

🫧He would smell like licorice (this drives me so insane you don’t even wanna know how much I think about this) with a hint of mint from his tea.

🫧 When he’s fresh out the shower he would smell like jasmine and powder

🫧Also he would chew classic pink bubblegum. You keep a pack for him in your purse

🫧Doesn’t need a grocery list he can remember it all easily. Even down the the brand and he pretends to not notice if you slip little treats in the cart like cookies

🫧Definitely the type to be overwhelmed with a rush of love when he watches you do a task.

🫧He would then try to do something that would physically show his affection but it ends up being awkward. Like he’d try to pet your head or rub your arm and then just walk away all stiff

🫧Awkward king

🫧Loveeesss Amy Winehouse. The way she mixes moody soul and playful crudeness fits him so well. I can see him playing Love Is A Loosing Game softly while cooking dinner

🫧Might even dance with you in the living room to me & Mr jones. He keeps it PG and sweet by never letting his hand travel lower than your middle back (true gentleman)

🫧He would keep roses. He doesn’t drink coffee but would feed your caffeine addiction so he has coffee grounds to fertilize them. The mixture of soft petals and thorns its something he wants to covet

🫧Watching the leaves turn colors when fall comes is something that gives him a reason to live

🫧Hates his birthday and hates Christmas. It pisses him off that they are so close together too

🫧Butttttt he might shed a tear when you present him with a single cupcake adorned with a lit candle, keeping it private and lowkey. Just how he likes

🫧Would also let you kiss him under the mistletoe, but only because you begged! (secretly yearned for the romance of it all himself and hoped you would ask)

🫧Bakes cookies for you periodically too. Wears an apron like an idiot

🫧Big fan of black ankle boots

🫧Black skinny cut jeans + ankle boots for casual fits and black straight leg dress pants + ankle boots for regular looks

🫧Bracelets are his favorite accessory

🫧Wears slippers for sure. He’s clean asf they are his house shoes the outside shoes are taken off immediately (but you already know that)

🫧When he’s comfy he wears a tan cardigan that he calls his “house coat”

🫧His teeth are crooked and overlapping (maybe even a little snaggle canine tooth too) that’s part of why he doesn’t like to smile

🫧They are probably a little stained from his tea too. He keeps whitening strips under his bathroom sink

🫧Big fan of those little travel toothbrushes with the predispenced toothpaste

🫧He really likes milk chocolate but pretends to prefer dark for image sake

🫧Tbh feminist. He knows how men can be therefore he supports women’s rights and wrongs

🫧(Not AU) has stretch marks on his biceps and thighs from how fast he built muscle when he got ahold of odm gear

🫧*Also has them on his lower back from staggered and rapid growth spurts due to food insecurity