#“canon” levi never confessed his feelings back then but

[napo-leo-art]

Not dreams. No.

[yorsgirl]

Grant me a wish

Levi Ackerman x Reader

Synopsis: In which, Levi takes it upon himself to fulfil that one wish of yours.

Trope: Fluff, established relationship.

Warnings: Post Canon, implied nsfw, kissing, no mentions of y/n.

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: Nothing just me milking my daydream with this fine specimen of a man. Fuck you Isayama for making my man go through all that shit 😭 (jk, thank you for writing this amazing story for us)

Levi never said that he loved you.

In all the years you've spent with him neither did he once speak those three words. He never said those words while you were in the infirmary being treated for your broken ankle.

Neither had he ever urged you to skip any expedition nor did he push you away when you were adamant to fight this war alongside him.

Perhaps, his love is not to be heard. It's meant to be felt.

It was felt when you were the first one he looked for after every expedition. It was felt when he'd ask you to stay back for training. It was felt he himself strapped the harness of your ODM before an expedition. It was felt that after submitting the paperwork he'd take a trip to your room. It was felt when he told you about his past; revealing each and every darkest secret as you shared a cup of tea under the starlight. To know the hands which caressed your form every night with tenderness were the same hands stained with the red of death.

Amidst this never-ending war, the concept of a blooming romance was like a far-fetched dream. And there was a hint of fear. Fear of you suffering the same fate as everyone he loved.

For everyone he loved had been taken away one way or another.

.

It wasn't on any special day that it happened.

The air was humid and you could hear the crickets chirping outside your window. The sun was setting down the horizon slowly when Levi asked you that question.

"They died for us..." He had said, gazing out the window before shifting his form towards you.

"Would you live with me for the rest of my life?"

There was no bit of hesitation on his face but you could sense a subtle hint of fear when his voice turned heavy. Fear of what might be your answer. It wasn't a question on impulse or one of reassurance you had answered previously.

He didn't kneel before you nor did he voice out any of his feelings. It was a question, as simple as that. Yet, it was the most important he had ever asked of you.

When you didn't answer for long, he was prepared to apologize as his shoulders slumped down. But before he could conjure those words, your lips met his. It was unlike any other kisses you had shared until that day. Your lips didn't move against his, it stayed like a touch of a petal.

It was a kiss to shush him from wringing an apology (what was there to even apologize for), one to convey your answer.

He brought out a ring from his pocket. Nothing fancy, just a silver band on first inspection. In the second look, you found his initials engraved on the backside. He slid it on your finger without any further ado.

Next, he had passed you another identical ring and forwarded his hand to you. You found your initials engraved on its backside as he urged you to put it on him.

"I could only afford this." He confessed, meeting your gaze. There was a subtle disappointment lingering in his voice. He could have gotten you something more intricately crafted or one made of a more valuable metal.

You offered a soft smile, intertwining your fingers with his. The pad of his thumb rubbed circles upon your knuckles, the silver ring glinted as the sunlight reflected on it.

Only if he knew, you needed no ring for you had him by your side.

.

Each step towards the altar was a step-down memory lane.

Clad in a black suit, similar to the one he had worn to all the meetings in the survey corps. You always told him he looked like some nobleman wearing such an outfit.

You noticed the slight change in demeanor when he saw you walking down the aisle in your white dress and a bouquet of white lilies. He was standing before the priest; waiting for your arrival.

That caused a frown. His knee was still damaged and from the medical reports, he needed to rest it as much as possible. You remember repeatedly chiding him to use the wheelchair but his stubbornness was evident. You were sure to give him an earful after this was over.

You never took Levi as the one to want a traditional wedding ceremony. You were sure he'd want to just sign the papers in court and be done with it. That's what you thought. 

Until he asked you to pick a dress and a location. Informing you he had sent word to your union to the needful people. So you did, chose a dress to your liking and the spot which held both of your memories—the survey corps headquarters.

Walking between all the guests you reached him. A lot of guests weren't present to witness this matrimony. Only his remaining squad and the queen made a graceful appearance with her daughter - Ymir. But they were your family. The very family with whom you had fought a war alongside. The ones who held witness to your laughs and tears, who had your back through thick and thin.

A family brought together by tragedy.

Levi helped you up the stairs, offering his hand which you took gratefully. Standing before him, all the doubts that plagued your mind previously faded into thin air. There were no regrets, no second guesses, no jitters, nothing except the love you held for him. Looking back, there were a lot of things he didn't say but his actions conveyed proof of those unspoken words.

Everything felt right when you looked into his eyes.

A sense of tranquillity settled on you. Your loud heartbeat seized to a comforting pace when he held your hand. Gazing at you with no bit of hesitance whatsoever. There was a ghost of a smile adorning his lips.

He never looked more beautiful than now.

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"Grant me a wish, Levi."

"What kind?"

"To speak of your honest feelings when the right day comes."

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You were the strongest in his eyes.

Humanity's strongest soldier, they called him. He carried loads of expectations behind his back; and carried the hopes and dreams of every soldier who gave up their life for this cause. For a chance at freedom which was so valiantly fought for till the end.

And now, he stood before you. You, the woman who stuck by his side till the end. To not keep a distance when he revealed his vulnerabilities and shared about the darkness residing in him. Quite the contrary, you closed the distance into an embrace.

Surreal to know, you were here and not some vision in the air. You were here, right before him. And this war was over. The bloodshed, the death, the conflicts, everything was over. Hence now, he decided to live. Live a life with you which you used to speak about. A normal life.

He honestly didn't know what the future held. Neither was he aware of how this decision will turn out. He never had but he knew if you were with him; he'd figure it out.

The priest's voice reached his ears.

"State your vows."

Vows. He was never vocal about his intentions. Not the one to make sweet, empty promises. But here, he wished to say something which he always meant to express.

He took a deep breath, clutching your hand tightly in his. Each syllable of your name rolled off his mouth in an agonizing slow pattern.

And after a long time, he saw tears slide down your eyes. For once, these tears were not of sorrow but of happiness. The absolute bliss to hear him speak of his feelings for you. He granted your wish on this very day.

Those words:

"I'll always be yours."

[gr1mstar]

Levi falling in love with you

notes: in my works i would try to be as accurate as possible with the characters. so... this is how i think levi would fall in love with you, what he admires about you and how he deals with his feelings.

content: levi x reader | f!reader | canon | attack on titan ff | levi being confused about his feelings

you can request something if you want! (aot, jjk)

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levi would absolutely have no idea that he loves you in that way if not hange hadn't told him. initially, he denied. love? him? never.

but after some thinking and a cup of tea later, he was sure hange was right - he fell in love with you. levi could still recall the conversation he had with his colleague about how he behaves around you. hange pointed it out that he seemed softer, more understanding and just... not cold and stiff. he goes easy on you, doesn't yell at you and how his eyes get sparklier than usual when looking at you. not to forget that he lets you hug him and call him by his name, not 'Captain'.

he thought that you were a great friend. you understood him, made him feel better after every failed mission and he could feel relaxed around you. but now looking back, he believes that unintentionally he forgot some things about you.

how your voice makes his heart beat faster, how looking into your eyes makes him softer, how your scent relaxes him every time you hug him.

so yes, he is in love with you.

but he doesn't do anything about it. not because he is shy, not because he doesn't know how to approach the situation, but because he doesn't want to be selfish. his life was fucked up, his world revolved around a continuous war and he could't bare the thought that you would suffer if he would not come back home.

his feelings didn't belong in the world he was from and he knew that you deserved someone way better, someone who could provide you with happiness and peace. he couldn't do that ever.

in his eyes, he was broken and you were perfect. and even though opposites attract they could never be together in his opinion. so he gives you space and protects you, never saying something. even though hange would try to force him to confess, he never will.

he didn't deserve you, so that's why you didn't deserve his feelings.

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[lucysarah-c]

heyy could you write something about how really levi would confess his feelings? you write so good about him and i just can’t imagine how the canon levi would confess like with words or gestures.

thank you so muchhh

Hi, dear! How are you?

Awww, thank you for saying that! I hope that I keep writing Levi well enough for your enjoyment.

Ah!! You know, I had this EXACT same issue when I had to write Levi confessing in my long fic Levi x reader! I was like, "nothing felt good enough or in-character enough," and to this day, I am PROUD of that declaration!

So ... I'll copy and paste it. Hope you like it! I'll cut certain parts because you don't need them.

If I was conflicted before, this was the moment I truly lost it all: “I want you,” the first part came out confident, but the following part not so much. “No,” as he frowned at his choice of words. “I like you,” he said, less stoic than the first declaration, but there were no doubts about it. His voice shook slightly as the challenge of opening his heart was enormous for him, making his usual stoic appearance and monotone voice disappear into the dark. Leaving him completely vulnerable under my scrutiny. "No, you don’t,” I refused and cut his speech before he could go any further. “Tch, you will never know what I want if I never say it and neither will I know what you want. So don’t go around assuming shit. No, I don’t want to be your friend, and neither do I want to find someone who fits the spot, force you into this or hear that I don’t know what I feel. I’m old enough to be aware of who I want to get involved with. I’ve no idea what he said to you, but I know what I said and I don’t go around saying that to anyone. I don’t say shit I don’t feel, so cut the reading between the lines because I mean what I say or I don’t fucking say it.” There was a momentary pause before he kept going. “If you don’t feel ready for whatever reason, fine, I don’t mind or care or need an explanation. I also know my limits. Waiting isn’t one of them. I’m patient if it’s needed. But sharing? Sharing isn’t in my fucking dictionary, that’s my limit. I don’t want to go around playing shitty games, questioning myself if you’re interested in me, or your ex or any other fucker. Y/N, I have little to fucking offer compared to your other well-raised bastards and I won’t lie about it. I’m loyal, so I won’t go to another chick because you didn’t suck my dick. I’m honest, sometimes too fucking much from what I’ve been told. And god bless the sucker that lays a finger on you; that person would wish to be dead instead. I don’t have a pot to piss in, nor a last name. But if what I said is enough for you, I’ll wait for what it takes. Only if you want me to wait. If not, I walk you to your room and that’s the end of the fucking deal. No harsh shit, I’m man enough to take a no for an answer” Levi appeared to lose his nonchalant facade as his defeated appearance kicked in because of my silence as if he silently said “got it, it’s a no. I don’t know why I got my hopes up”. “If this is another yes or no question, then my answer is yes,” I replied confidently, yet blushed as a sweet smile appeared on my face slowly as I tried to ease out my nerves. Levi couldn’t hide his surprise as he looked at me. Trying to process my positive reply as if it was real, a joke or he was dreaming. Levi stood there probably thinking ‘… not even in my wildest dreams I conceived the option of it working out’ I was expecting him to do the next move, as I was used to, but he seemed so nervous all of a sudden. As if his entire insouciant, stoic self abandoned his body and left him there as a physical representation of ‘I don’t know, I never thought I’d get this far,’ “Are you…” I began the question, slightly tilting my head to follow his confusion, “are you going to kiss me or…?” That snapped him back into his usual self. His calloused hand grabbed the left side of my face, his fingers wrapped around the back of my neck as it forced to be tilted and with little height difference, he pressed his lips against mine. His rough lips moved skillfully against them and I tried to follow him. It was demanding and possessive, owning and strong. My right hand landed on his chest for support as I shyly moaned in his mouth when he tilted to the side to claim my lips better. His hand grabbed my hip and pushed it against his. My breath was getting taken away, and I thought this was, once more, scaling quickly while I got myself ready to part my lips. But Levi broke the kiss as if that was a normal kiss for him. I, who was used to quick, shy pecks on these occasions; wondered if I would ever get used to this. ‘A man of unambiguous and little words, but passionate kisses,’ I thought.

Hope you like it! <3

[woooyeahbaby]

Who Says ‘I Love You’ First - AOT drabbles

warnings: probably ooc eren because i imagine him kinda differently from canon 😭 sorry, that’s really it, just fluff? maaaybe ooc jean. gender neutral reader i think? lmk if i said something that wasn’t gn, i’ll fix it asap

characters: eren, jean, armin, levi

Eren

you. i mean, we all saw how he never confessed to mikasa, right? sorry, but you’re not special.

of course, he wants you to know he loves you, so he’ll show actions of love, but never outright says he loves you. he has it planned out, down to the exact wording, he has it memorized, even. however, he can never spit it out. so you have to take the reigns.

at the point you confess, you’ve realized he won’t be saying it any time soon. it’s been a year of you two being together, so it’s pretty obvious.

you’ll be perhaps on a walk with him, not necessarily a destination. you could even be on a boring patrol. it’s quiet, trees blowing in the wind, and the soft chirps of birds. you look at eren, and him feeling your eyes on him, looks back. you feel confident enough.

“i love you, eren.” you give a soft smile, trying to hide how nervous you felt about saying that. you start to overthink slightly, wondering if he never said it simply because he really just didn’t feel like that.

“i..” eren’s eyes are wide with shock, but he doesn’t look offended, no. his cheeks are slightly red, a smile forms on his lips, and his body visibly tenses. “i.. love you too.”

it seemed like it was difficult for him to say that, but other than returning to overthinking it, you realized he was definitely just scared. you smile back at him, then reach for his hand. he grabs yours, squeezing a little tighter than usual. it was only because he was giddy and trying not to show it.

Jean

he does! only because he says it quite early. only about two months into dating. it doesn’t really bother you how early it was, since he made it very obvious he wasn’t lying or anything. he’s always very caring and gentle with you, such a softie when it comes to you.

it wasn’t just words that showed you he loves you, he’d always pamper you the best he could. he’d share his food with you, no matter how hungry. he’d wipe blood from your face with his thumb. plenty of acts and gestures to show his love before he announced it.

let’s set this.. beginning of season three. in the cabin and cleaning up together, perhaps helping him wash dishes. jean sees you working hard, and his heart throbs. he loves seeing you focused.

“hey,” he says to catch your attention. “i love you.” he sounds slightly nervous, his voice cracking ever so slightly. of course he made eye contact with you to deepen the feeling.

“i love you too, jean. where’d that come from?” you laugh softly, feeling your face heat up as you continue to wash dishes.

“i just felt like telling you. felt like a good time.” he smirks as he grabs a cloth to dry a plate you’ve set down.

Armin

surprisingly, he does. but it was an accident. let’s say five months into dating, at the cabin in season three.

armin had been having a hard time recently, poor guy was so stressed and anxious with absolutely everything. so one day, while he’s cleaning up for captain levi in the cabin, you approach him with something behind your back.

he sets his broom aside, raising an eyebrow as he sees your hands behind your back.

“y/n? what do you have?” armin asks curiously, a small yet playful smile on his face.

“just a gift.” you smile back as you suddenly show him what the gift was; a book about everything beyond the walls.

his eyes absolutely light up and his smile grows ten times bigger. he grabs the book from your hands excitedly, then wraps his arms around you.

“oh, y/n! i love you! where did you get this?!” armin nearly shouts, his voice cracking all over the place. he doesn’t even realize what he said until a few seconds later.

“o-oh, i um.. sorry…” his eyes are wide as he backs from the hug, his face red.

“it’s okay, armin. i love you too.” you laugh softly. “i just happened to find it.”

you decide not to dwell on it, seeing how embarrassed he got. you found it adorable.

Levi

you do. he’s far too shy to tell you, but you still have all of his heart. six months into dating. you’re enjoying a cup of tea, alone with him.

you’re holding a conversation with him, something many of the scouts find difficult. but, seeing as you’re literally dating him, you find it easy. especially when he’s content with his tea. even if the conversation was dull and simple, you both felt love in each other’s gazes.

it was like he was staring at an angel when he looked at you, you could see in his eyes and expression that the only thing he cared about in the moment was you. part of you wondered why he never voiced it, though. so.. why shouldn’t you? maybe that’ll get it out of him.

“i love you, levi.” you say once the previous conversation ends, and he seems slightly taken aback. his jaw drops slightly, and you hear a soft gasp.

once he catches his physical reaction, he clears his throat. “ahem, sorry. that um.. caught me off guard. i love you too, y/n. very much.” he returns to his loving expression instead of his shocked one as he speaks.

“it’s alright, it was out of nowhere. i only expected you to be surprised.” you smile, reaching across the table to hold his hand.

levi takes your hand, soothingly rubbing his thumb across the back of it just how he knows you like it. “it was sweet, nonetheless.”

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[quillsandblades]

how do you think a Levihan marriage proposal would happen? (who would do it, would they have planned to propose or would it be something of the moment?)

Thank you for the ask sunny! I had so much fun with this one 💜💚

I love thinking up scenarios about the levihan proposal! While there are too many I have in mind, there’s only two headcanons that I’d consider rational (Cuz the others are something like my fic Experiments and Feelings or yours Mrs Ackerman (is after your sanity), or that I basically consider them married from somewhere around the time Wall Maria fell). 

The first one would be if Hange survived the war (which she did, no one says otherwise): 

 So technically, Hanjo confessed or sort-of proposed first here when they were both in the forest. Levi doesn’t give her a proper answer because Eren’s going berserk with the Rumbling and they gotta get a hold of their brat (as responsible parents it’s their duty) and she understands cuz she gets Levi and he gets her and she knows she’s being rash

They reach the port, prepare the plane and things are starting to look up so he answers her proposal with a yes—but this is Levi Ackerman we’re talking about and he’s clumsy when it comes to romance. So he goes about it the childish way and hides it in taunts about her love for titans. This time it’s Hange who changes the subject, not as a rejection but a reminder that they’re not out of the woods yet

The Rumbling approaches and Hange decides to buy time but of course she’s smart and uses that head of hers to whip up a safe way to get them time rather than getting herself burnt (as she would have in canon if Isayama wasn’t hell bent on killing her) 

So she comes back on the plane without injuries or burns, she’s totally fine and the relief Levi feels in seeing her is so overwhelming he has to lie down to stop his head spinning. And he realises he needs her to stay alive even through their final charge and when she meets his eye he knows she’s thinking the same. 

War ends, peace prevails. Levihan retire and travel the world cuz Hange can’t sit still. They don’t talk about the forest or the port, they don’t know how to. Not now when everything’s much calmer, they’re not used to this kind of thing. 

But there’s an unspoken commitment between them, they’re ‘together’. Eventually they build a cabin in the forest but just living there is a monotonous routine neither of them are used to. So they still travel around but when they need a break they use their cabin, stay there for weeks or months. 

They visit the town and the market whenever they're staying, and people get to know them and they ask if they’re living together then are they married? They often try to explain that yes they live together but they’re not married. Are they lovers? They don’t know how to answer that cuz they never defined their relationship, she’s Hange, he’s Levi, isn’t that enough? Their vague answers leave several elderly people confused and giving them weird glances and having people whisper and mutter. But they don’t care, they’ve been through hell and what people say doesn’t matter anymore 

It’s Levi who addresses the thing, he suggests they get married. He’s not one for words so I never thought he’d give long speeches to propose. Levi had given marriage thought and it felt like a nice concept, Hange was never one for labels, so she never thought much on it, just happy with what they had

But then he asks her, quietly, almost timidly and there’s a slightest blush on his cheeks and he’s fidgeting and Hange just finds it adorable. But she wants to tease him a bit so she says sure but why and then he only mutters, “It’ll shut up the townspeople. And newlyweds get discounts in the market.” And she just laughs, “Sure Levi, I’ll marry you so we can get the discounts.” 

He tugs her ponytail and grumbles that she knows it’s not the only reason. Hange pesters him until he huffs out a quiet “It’s ‘cause I love you, you moron.” He doesn’t say that too often (emotionally constipated midget) but he repeats it now, looking right into her eyes and asking her to marry him. And she’s laughing and pink in the face when she says yes

The second one being around the time when Hange was commander:

Only when they come back from Shiganshina does the implications of what Levi had done hit him fully. Hange is now standing under the weight of the Survey Corps and the future of Eldia. It changes her, and Levi doesn’t like it, not one bit. 

She doesn’t smile like she used to, her laughter is curt, forced and not the carefree cackle he used to hear, the one that made him think she had wings and was soaring. In my mind, they already love each other, they know and have confessed long ago. They had to make the most of what they had and time for companionship was a luxury with death hanging over so close. So they’d thought, why the fuck not? We die today or in ten years at least our hearts will be in peace. 

But this, this is different. Hange isn’t dead, but she reeks of it. And that terrifies him. So he does what he can, he holds her when she’s cracking and stands beside her when she’s struggling to meet the gaze of the world. He knows the old Hange won’t be back now. 

And he realises how much he truly loves her, how much he needs her in his life. Even when she’s like this. He doesn’t care whether she’s shouting his ears off about titans or talking diplomacy with heavy eyes, she’s Hange and that’s all he wants from her. 

And Levi’s not the only one feeling like that. Hange thinks about them a lot, thinks how she’s there for him and he’s there for her. And she knows that matters. She notices weddings in the towns, sees couples tie the knot for life and she feels like it’s not a bad idea. Sharing the highs and lows of life with someone. 

But she’s commander and the world needs her and it’d be selfish. So she drops it (but she can’t and the urge keeps rising, and it makes her think why? She and Levi are already committed to each other, what will a simple stamp of marriage change? She doesn’t get it, but she knows she wants it.) 

Levi’s the one to propose (once again). It’s not fancy, there aren’t a lot of words, there aren’t even flowers or a ring. Only parchment, paper and ink stained fingers, a cup of tea and sunlight in her office. 

And the words, “Oi shitty-glasses, let’s get married.”

She laughs at first, devoid of humour, then she tells him they can’t. It’ll be selfish, Paradis needs her. He just raises a brow and says, “We’re practically already married and seeing as the situation of Paradis hasn’t gone to shit any more than it already had, I don’t see how sealing our relation with some vows and rings will change things.”

She agrees, they get married in a span of twenty minutes in their uniforms and are called in for a meeting afterwards. Levi was right, nothing has changed really.

But he wears this soft almost-smile for the whole day and Hange is laughing for the first time in months. Levi even goes slack in training the soldiers and the 104th are all betting on what could’ve happened to the captain. Jean suggests that maybe he found some new cleaning technology in all the stuff Hizuru’s engineers brought in. Sasha thinks he found a stash of exotic tea leaves. It’s Armin who wins in the end, and everyone’s left shocked—not because they can’t believe Hange-san and the captain are together, but because they thought they were already married long ago.

Weeks later when Hange plans to infiltrate Marley and she’s done talking to the 104th, Levi pulls her aside and says with all the deadpan, “You’re seriously planning our honeymoon in a country that wants to kill us on sight? Couldn't it be someplace peaceful like the goddamn beach?” And she just grins back at him like, “What’s the fun in that?” 

 So yeah they got duties, and their country needs them and everything. But they’re married in it doesn’t really make things worse, in fact Hange smiles a bit easy and Levi feels a bit better and that’s all that matters. 

(This was longgg but I hope you enjoyed it! )

[m-jelly]

Hi Jelly, I love the stories you write. I also have a request. Can you write a Levi x Y/n story, where Levi first joined the scouts with Isabel and Farlan, and when Y/n, who is a lieutenant and Erwin's younger sister welcomes them to the scouts, Levi starts to have a crush on her and acts nervous around her when talking to her. Isabel and Farlan, and Hanji both noticed this and want to help them get together. Also can it be a happy ending when they are together and Farlan and Isabel doesn't die?

@kenkopanda-art <3

Lovely lieutenant

Levi x fem!reader

Canon AU, fluff, romance, falling in love, becoming a couple, Isabel and Farlan live.

When Levi joins the scouts he instantly falls for you. He worries about pursuing you because of his nerves and because you are the sister of Erwin Smith. His friends help him build up his courage and push the two of you together. When Levi returns from a mission where he almost lost his friends, he takes a big step towards making you his.

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A little crease formed between Levi's brows as he felt irritated. He was irritated that he had to introduce himself to so many people. If he could run away, he would. Levi was never a fan of crowds or groups of people because that meant lots of germs and filth.

It was like a lightning bolt hit him when he locked eyes with you. The world slowed down as you laughed at Erwin Smith and playfully shoved him. His heart danced in his chest as he took you in. You were pure perfection to him and he had no clue how to talk to you.

Farlan leaned over and whispered to his friend. "I have never seen you look at anyone like that before. You have a crush, right?"

Levi gulped hard. "Y-Yes. H-How do I talk t-to her?"

Isabel grinned. "Just tell her she's pretty like a flower."

Farlan hummed. "Yeah, that would do it."

Levi repeated the words around in his head. He knew exactly what to say to you. As soon as you stood before him he shouted. "Flower!"

You stared at Levi. "Flower?"

Levi slowly went red. "Y-Yes. You...you're...uh..."

Farlan threw his arm over Levi's shoulders. "I think he's saying you're pretty like a flower."

You gasped a bit before giggling. "Thank you so much. I think you're incredibly handsome. You're as stunning as a lake with tall mountains behind it dusted in snow. Breathtaking."

Levi shook a little. "Th-thank you."

You gave your name. "I'm a lieutenant."

The colour drained from his face when you mentioned your last name. "Smith?"

You let out an awkward laugh. "Yeah, Erwin is my big brother."

"Brother?"

"Yep."

Levi instantly perked up at the news. "R-right. U-Uh...d-do...do...do you like t-tea?"

You smiled sweetly. "I do. I love it."

"G-good." He smiled at you.

You felt your heart dance. "You have a cute smile." You looked over at your brother as he called for you. "I have to go." You looked back at Levi. "I have work to do. It was great to meet you, Levi. Erwin told me all about you, Farlan and Isabel." You bowed to all three. "I look forward to getting to know you."

Levi watched you run off to your brother. "I...I...I want her...my heart...it beats her name."

Farlan ruffled Levi's hair. "My best bud is in love!" He chuckled. "We'll help you, Mr Romance."

After lots of pep talks and support from his friends, he had a few ideas on how to approach you, how to romance you, how to love you and how to confess. He was ready and with an important mission coming up where he was going to be away from you, he wanted to act on his feelings.

You were alone so it was the perfect chance. He strolled up to you, each step causing his heart to hammer in his chest. The world around him disappeared and you were his only focus. Before he knew it he was standing before you.

He stammered your name and saw such a sweet smile appear on your lips, it was a smile that he had only seen on you when you looked at him. He took a deep breath. "H-Hi."

You reached over and fixed his cravat. "Hello, Levi. How can I help you?"

"T-Tea."

"You want to have tea with me?"

He nodded. "Y-Yes, b-but not as um...s-scouts."

You felt your cheeks burn. "Are you asking me on a tea date?"

"Y-Yes."

You held his hands making him flinch. "I would really like that."

He squeezed your hand tightly. "G-Good."

"Levi?"

"Y-Yes."

You moved closer to him. "There's no need to be so nervous or scared. I like you. I like you a lot. I won't use you or run away. "I want this."

He lifted your hands up to his lips and kissed them. "Me too. S-So..."

You released his hands. "I'll get the tea. We have privacy here in my office." You closed the door to your room and made some tea in your little kitchen area. "Are you going on the next mission?"

"I am. You're staying behind, right?"

You handed him the tea. "Yeah. I'm looking after the base, doing paperwork and doing some training. Erwin is always like this with me. Super protective and rarely sends me out. I don't mind it, means I can keep everything organised in the scouts." You sat down and sighed. "What I do means a lot of people can sleep at night instead of staying up to work. I'm a great killer of titans, but I'm also a killer of paperwork."

Levi chuckled. "Funny and cute."

You smiled. "Thank you." You reached over and held his hand. "I believe in you, Levi. You'll do amazing on your first mission. I'll be right here waiting for you to return."

He squeezed your hand. "G-Good."

It seemed so natural to talk together. At first, Levi was nervous but soon he relaxed, he joked with you and made you laugh a lot. The two of you swapped childhood stories. Levi felt safe with you and you never once judged him for the life he used to live in the underground. You were so understanding, it made him feel so heard and cared for.

By the end of your little tea date, he had to go to bed so he could go on the mission the next day. He was flustered when you walked him to his room. As you stood outside his room, the two of you talked and the desire to kiss you was so strong, but he never acted. The two of you parted with sweet good nights.

As Levi raced around on his mission, all he could think about were your wonderful lips. He wanted to kiss you. He stuck with his friends and didn't go after Erwin for his book because he wouldn't do that to you. He wouldn't do that to the brother of the woman he loved. He was going to be good and stick with his friends.

When the deadly titan arrived, he ripped into it before a single person was hurt or attacked. Erwin returned and was impressed with Levi's actions because if Levi hadn't been there, who knows what could have possibly happened.

Levi rode back as fast as he could to the base. He had come so close to death that he knew he shouldn't dance around anymore. As soon as he saw you waiting for everyone to come back, he jumped off his horse and sprinted up to you.

You smiled brightly. "Levi! You made it."

Levi grabbed your hips, yanked you close and crashed his lips against yours. He kissed you with all the passion and love within his heart. He bit your lip causing you to open your mouth. He pushed his tongue into your mouth and felt instant fireworks.

The two of you moved together as passion and love burned between you and Levi. The whoops and whistles from your friends were ignored because this kiss had been a long time coming. You clung to each other as little moans escaped you. You were hungry for each other.

You part from Levi first and he chased your lips. You giggled and gave him a light kiss. "That was worth the wait."

Levi blushed. "It was. I want more."

"Come to my room after briefing and we can kiss a lot more."

He kissed you again. "I can't wait."

"I can't either."

[atticsandwich]

in the aftermath

pairing: barbatos / gn! reader

lowercase intended, post-canon, mc had passed away after a fulfilled human lifespan, angst-ish, kinda ooc?

he can't help it; he yearns for glimpses of you time and time and time again, and just as he thinks he can finally move on, he remembers the feel of your touch and the scent of your skin...

...and so he goes back, time and time and time again.

a/n: happy (late) birthday, barb <3

-

barbatos knows that what he's doing is wrong.

at first, he tells himself it's for closure - he even asks permission from the demon prince to see you one last time, who, after some light persuasion, finally relents. he breathes in a nervous breath as he steps into a door in his room to see your face.

one last look. that's all he needs.

the months, years, following your death was not easy for any of your beloved demons - they knew it was coming, and despite suggestions and persuasions of extending your life through magic, you were adamant in fully embracing your natural lifespan as a human. they loved you as you grew older, as your hair turned gray, as your skin wrinkled and bagged, as your bones ached at the slightest stretch.

it was painful to watch and accept, but they loved you.

barbatos loved you.

being a demon that existed even before the creation of humanity and the human realm, he's no stranger to death - time and death go hand in hand after all. countless names and faces have been archived to the back of his mind, names and faces he will never see or hear of ever again.

so why - why couldn't he still fully accept when the day finally came for thirteen to take your soul?

he supposes you were just that impactful to him, that despite everything he's learned, experienced, steeled himself from, all of those amounted to nothing when it came to you. when you were alive, he was never one to outwardly show his affections, instead opting to show you in different ways - from always having your favorite tea blend on hand, to taking note of how much sugar you'd put in, and how much time you'd wait for the tea's warmth to be bearable. he'd also always have your favorite snacks to pair with the tea, even making it a point to take trips to the human realm because you once mentioned loving a particular brand. when he had tea with you, he'd always use the cup you picked out for him, saved only for occassions when it's just the two of you in each other's presence.

he sometimes wonders if he spent enough time with you - being a butler of the future king of the devildom certainly limited the frequency at which you two would see each other, but you always did assure him that you were content with whatever time he had free when he had his off-days.

taking another step, he's in a familiar house now. in the distance, he could hear the faint squabbling of the brothers in the dining area - something about mammon taking levi's pudding earlier that afternoon. eventually he arrives to the door of your room, and before he could knock, it swings wide open, and he's greeted by the face he's longed for.

"barbatos! what are you doing here?"

he pauses, his mind blank. "i... i simply missed you, is all," in a sense, he truly wasn't lying. you smile at his confession.

"hm...? are you... crying, barb?" you ask, concerned, reaching to wipe the tears off his face with your thumb. he revels at the warmth of your palms, indulging in it for just a small while.

"it seems... i missed you more than i thought."

giggling, you tiptoe to plant a small kiss on the bridge of his nose. "you're always welcome to come see me, you know."

"i know." is his only reply, before engulfing you in his arms in a tight embrace. you're slightly confused, but you hug back nonetheless.

"i know," he whispers, to himself, before he needs to face reality again.

[amywritesthings]

SILVER UNDERGROUND / deleted scene 05.

gifts are gifts. :: a deleted scene that was originally meant to take place during flashback: seven. james and levi spar and have a verbal argument after reuniting.

this one is such a doozy. i had this one sitting on a page in draft prison because this was my initial plan of their 'reunion'. yes, spoiler alert, the ignoring was going to last three whole chapters. this is so far removed from the deep bond james/levi shared, and much more in the vein of the first 10 chapters. this is also before i decided erwin's recruitment offer extended to james. i read this back and i'm like oh my god?! you can really tell i wrote the story completely out of order with this excerpt! this is unedited. 970 words / explicit language, fighting. :: please remember: this is additional deleted content, not tied to the current canon of the story.

“You need to get rid of that.”

Your head feels fuzzy from the impact of solid ground beneath it. “What?”

Levi grits his teeth, emphasizing every word. “Get. Rid. Of it.”

He reaches for the necklace. You react just in time to forcefully smack his hand away and push up, up until your palm connects with his throat.

“Gifts are gifts, asshole,” you grunt, squeezing his neck.

Levi doesn’t react to the abrupt violence. If anything, he leans into the assault.

“You don’t get to suddenly disappear on me and then make demands.”

“Technically — all that superiors do — is make commands,” he chokes out, finally flinching when you squeeze harder.

“Smith made me a Lieutenant.”

“That doesn’t mean shit in the Scouts,” he spits. “And technically still — under me.”

In more ways than one.

You growl, pushing at his neck one more time before letting go. Levi bows his head, giving you both a moment to catch your breath in the aftermath of the spar. His matted hair hangs over his forehead, hiding his eyes where you lay.

He doesn’t opt to move away. You’re trapped under him.

Then he speaks without an edge.

“Join the MPs.”

You stare up, frowning. “I can’t. You know that.”

“There’s still time to convince Erwin you’re innocent.”

He must sense the shift of the fight, because he lifts his chin just enough to regard you from under his eyelids. Your lips part with an unknown question.

“I didn’t tell them about you. It must have been Isabel.”

Her name hangs like lead off of his tongue.

You pause, nostrils flaring with contempt. “How do you know it wasn’t Furlan?”

“Because Isabel didn’t know how to keep her mouth shut,” he replies. If you’re not careful, then you may project a rueful hint to his tone. “Furlan never left my side.”

(Loyal to the end, and for what?)

“What are you saying, Ackerman?”

“You’ve always wanted to see the surface, right?” You don’t nod, but he continues as if you’ve acknowledged him beyond furrowed brows. “I argue that you only worked for us once because of some naive obsession with the surface. Isabel likely felt the need to drag you under the bus thinking it would buy her some unfounded favor from Erwin. He could believe that.”

Your stomach clenches at the implication of his lie.

“You would do that to her name?”

“She’s dead, James.” Callous, without doubt; Levi shifts his hold on your wrists to your forearms. “You’re not.”

You sink into the ground, deflating against his hold. “So I’d get transferred by the good graces of Commander Erwin and, what? Leave you here?”

Something flashes in his eyes, but he decides this time not to answer on impulse. Here in this proximity, you can hear him taking calculated breaths through his nose — inhale, exhale, controlled and slow.

“It’s your best option to surv—”

“No.”

The soft and certain answer cuts through his next argument. Levi freezes like you’ve confessed to being part-titan this whole time — his short-circuiting bewilderment is loud and screaming in your face when he refuses to speak candidly. 

He looks like a teenager again, the starry night sky your makeshift backdrop of an Underground you both deserted.

His eyes narrow. “No?”

Your growing smile surges that terrible temper back on the sparring grounds. He lets go of your arms — a fatal mistake — to gather the strap of your chest harness into a closed fist. When he drags you up to meet him, you easily follow.

“Furlan is gone. Isabel is gone. What don’t you fucking get about that, you shithead?” he speaks through clenched teeth, fist trembling. “You lived and you’re pissing that away.”

Just when he thinks he has the upper hand, yours shoots out — quickly you grab his own chest harness, bringing him directly down to you.

Nose to nose.

The proximity catches your long-lost friend off guard.

(Levi Ackerman is good at many things. Being comfortable with someone in his face in a non-violent setting was never one of them.)

“Do you think,” you begin in a murmur, “that I really give a shit about living a life on the surface if that means you’re not a part of it?”

His gray pupils grow black.

“I’ve lost you twice now—”

“James.”

“—let me finish, you… arrogant little shit,” you breathe, and for once in Levi Ackerman’s life, he listens. Intently, it seems, because he won’t stop staring at your face. “I’m — we are out of the Underground. Captains, Lieutenants — maybe they’re both arbitrary titles and fucking ridiculous, but they can mean something. I now have a chance to do something.”

“You have a chance to get yourself killed,” he mumbles. “This isn’t the time to become a fucking idealist. This is war.”

“And this is my choice.” Warmth spreads through your system at the tickle of his breath on your face. “Maybe I didn’t choose the Scouts, but I did choose—”

You.

You’ve been brave up until this point, but now you can’t say it. Not when Levi’s still so close. His nose accidentally brushes yours, and he shoves you — hard — back into the ground to break your grip on his harness.

Like a frightened animal, he quickly sits back on his calves to steer clear of your reach. By the time you can see straight, he’s already standing tall.

“Do whatever the fuck you want,” he spits with venom, “but you’re making a mistake for a person that doesn’t exist.” Levi collects himself, straightening his chest harness straps. “Whatever you think you remember — that isn’t me. Not anymore.”

You roll to lean on a bent elbow, propping you against the ground, but it’s too late.

Levi walks away and doesn’t look back.

[teenitrash]

Another sad AOT post (WARNING: It's kind of long because of the pictures :)). I saw a bunch of TikToks and Tumblr posts about random sad AOT facts and then I thought about some of the ones I saw a little more, and I realised something so damn ironic and sad.

Majority of the main characters who died never achieved their goal or desires, regardless of how trivial it was:

Eren never achieved freedom for himself and was rather a slave to it. He also never got to live his life in peace with Mikasa and Armin like he wanted

Sasha never got to see her people take back their island from the titans (and those who hated Eldians) and farm for more cattle like she wanted. Even after Paradis became "independent" and the titans disappeared, she had to fight in the Survey Corps until she died

Hange never got to see a flying titan and never got to properly ride on the Cart Titan's back

Erwin never got to the basement and never found out the secret of the titans

Petra never got to marry Levi (regardless of who you ship with Petra or Levi in AOT, it is canon that she liked him)

Bertholdt never confessed his feelings to Annie and never got to date her like he wanted

Ymir never got to marry Historia

Hannes never got to avenge Eren's mother, Carla, because he was eaten by the same titan who ate her

Kenny Ackerman never obtained the power of the Founding Titan like he wanted and never got to see the world the way Uri did

Keith Shadis never got to become a hero or "someone special." As the watchers, we can think of him as a hero who sacrificed himself to help humanity, but in the show itself, no one will remember his name because they didn't even know he was on the boat and they didn't know he helped them before they left the port.

Zeke never got to experience life after he finally felt that he wanted to live again. He had a very late realisation of this, but it still counts. After Armin reminded him in the Paths about why we as humans continue to live, he decided that he wanted to live again after reminiscing about his time with Mr Ksaver. Levi killed him before he could

Compared to all the characters who lived and either achieved their goal or never really had goals in the first place, it just makes me so sad thinking about the irony of it all. All those who died, morally grey or not, never got to achieve their dreams because of their circumstances and the cruel world they were born into. Isayama when I catch you

[sparkywrites25]

Hey! I saw you were taking requests for AOT? Could I get one with canon Levi(like his personality matches his in the show) where reader thinks he hates her and confesses their feelings but it turns out he feels the same?

I am so so sorry that this took so freaking long to do. So much for aiming to get a request done in a week. I forgot this was all the way back in April. Three months... yikes. I also started writing this a different way and it wasn't going so well so I restarted it and I feel like this turned out a lot better than the original. Anyway I hope you like it and thank you so much for requesting this.

Summary: Reader has to let her feelings out even if it'll hurt like hell.

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Taglist: @notgoodforlife @youre-ackermine @ladycheesington

Notes: If you like my work and want to see more then please join my taglist. Form is pinned on my blog.

Looking at the stars has always relaxed you. 

Ever since you were a child, you loved to take yourself out into the tiny backyard of your family’s home in Trost, and stare up at the dark heavens which twinkled with a million lights. Your face would light up in wonder each time; your mind already flying away, creating wonderful stories in your imagination about exploring that canvas of beauty. Your mother would find you lying on the ground, watching it all as if it would change before your eyes if you so much as turned away. She’d tease you about it. Later she would tell you how much it calmed you down whenever you threw a tantrum or were upset with one of your brothers. She would send you outside to look up at your favourite sight in the world. 

As you stand on the rooftop of Trost’s Scout base, staring up at those same stars, you realize that maybe she was encouraging you to learn about perspective. How different things can look if you see them from a different angle, or how seeing the same angle with different emotions can make things shift. Your hands are rough and marked by healing cuts from the latest expedition and the weeks of training before it. The price of being strong enough to survive yet another bloodbath. You don’t see the blood or feel the pain that you did at the time all of these marks were made. But they are the same hands, changing with your experiences and with time. It’s a scary thing to think about, change, or it can be a good thing.

You exhale softly and clasp your hands on the stone wall in front of you. You can think of one thing that hasn’t changed, you reflect, despite how many times you’ve stood here and how many different emotions you’ve carried up here all this time. You’re not sure if that is something that will ever change. Maybe it’s just something that you will have to live with, to accept just like these two remaining walls of humanity have accepted that these monsters are their past, present and future. 

It’s been three days since the latest expedition. A period of rest and mourning usually follows for a few days but in the winter it’s longer. As this is the last expedition before the heart of winter arrives, the commander has told everyone to take the week off from training. Some have taken leave to be with their families. Some are just recuperating here. For some, they will be taking terrible news to their families. For others, it’s all they can do to hold themselves together. 

Normally you’d be downstairs with your squad - the Special Operations Squad - talking and trying to find some normality and peace with your comrades. Listening to Petra and Oluo argue. Teasing Eld about his girlfriend. Trying to rattle Gunther into letting slip some tidbits about his personal life. Watching the Captain drink his tea and list everybody’s cleaning chores for the week. The thought of the captain has your nerves quivering with an intoxicating energy that both excites and frightens you. You’ve never felt this strongly about someone who wasn’t a friend or family. You may have no romantic experience - and in truth, until now, you had no interest in getting any - but you know how you feel. 

It’s a fucked up situation; you’ve been reminding yourself of this for weeks now. Training with him and trying not to get distracted by his impressive flexibility and efficient fighting style. You pretend to dread your one-on-ones with the captain in sparring. You pretend that you hate having him watching you train with the rest of the squad. You lie that he intimidates you, that you wouldn’t like to be hauled into his office for anything. All the while you like feeling his attention on you. You like the opportunity to remind him of why he chose you to join his squad. You like being near him and listening to him. You like cleaning his office and talking to him as you work. You love learning the occasional little snippet about him, about what he thinks, what he’s experienced. You like putting together the thousands of little pieces that make up Captain Levi. You take great pride in the fact that he called your tea-making abilities “good” and you have to fight a smile every time he comes over to correct your cleaning. 

Ordinarily you really enjoy the post-mission hangout of your squad too. Tonight, however, the thought of it chokes you. Tonight you’re feeling the weight of the veil you wear; this veil of professionalism, of platonic feeling and comradarie wraps tightly around you. The heaviness of it makes you feel dizzy and nauseous. Even up here, taking in gulps of cold, fresh air, you can feel the veil slipping away from you. With every conversation you have with your captain, you can feel the material sliding away and you have to pull it back. You have to remind yourself that professional boundaries exist and that the reality is extremely high that the captain does not share your feelings. You don’t think you’ve ever seen him show any kind of indication towards anyone. Maybe that’s just his way or maybe he’s just private. Not that it’s any of your business.

If anything, you think as you stare up at the stars, he seems completely disinclined towards even liking you let alone everyone else. He cuts conversation short whenever you’re alone together. Your cleaning irritates the hell out of him. Often it feels like he’s sharper with you than the others. He gives you the duties furthest away from him the most. Your favourite task of cleaning his office is one you’ve done the least out of your squad. He always looks at you with neutral eyes yet he engages with the rest of the squad fairly well. You can’t help but wonder if he regrets taking you into his squad. Maybe he has too much pride to just kick you out. Or maybe he’s just waiting for an excuse?

Thinking about all of this is giving you a headache and you rub at your temples with each of your index fingers. 

��Wanna explain why you’re hiding up here on your own?”

You’re startled into spinning round at the sudden sound of the captain’s voice. Your eyes dart towards the door and to the frowning man currently closing it behind him. Holy fuck, you didn’t even hear him approach, or the door open for that matter. The shame burns through you at once. You really should have been more alert even if it is Captain Levi who appears to have mastered the art of stealthy movements. A flicker of envy licks at the pit of your stomach. In all honesty, you can only dream of being that coordinated. 

The gentle wind that had been blowing through you for half an hour has brought some hair into your face. You reach up to tidy yourself up on instinct as you straighten up into a salute. The fist over your heart presses a bit heavier tonight and you try and push your earlier thoughts from your mind. With the man himself standing there though, this is difficult. 

“I just wanted some time alone, sir,” you answer hastily. It’s not a lie and it’s not an unrealistic answer either. It’s simple. 

The captain approaches you. You note that the circles under his eyes are looking dark again. You wonder that he doesn’t at least try and sleep during quieter periods like this. But then again, maybe he has. Maybe he knows a lost cause when he sees one. 

It must be nice to be able to move on from such things, you think bitterly as you can’t help contemplating your own feelings for him. If only you could leave them behind so you could just feel…  normal with him. That would be pretty nice. The world turns silent as you muse on this. You can no longer feel the wind on your face or the cold in your skin. Everything is muted and it’s not the worst feeling in the world. You stand in that numb state, battling your own thoughts. 

After a moment, you realize that the captain is now standing in front of you. His brow is rumpled with lines of deep annoyance and his narrow eyes are fixed on your face. His lips are moving but you can’t hear his words. He speaks slowly but you can’t read the shapes that he forms. So, you blink slowly and try to focus on him. As soon as you do, the world seems to wake up again. Cold touches your face and you can hear your own breathing that sounds heavy after the silence of a moment ago. 

“Sorry sir,” you manage to rasp. Your voice sounds closed up, like you’re about to cry and you hate it. “I didn’t hear what you said.”

“Really? I’m stood right here and you can’t hear me? You mean you weren’t listening.”

Your cheeks heat up and you consider arguing with him but instead you just bow your head and turn away from him. It’s easier not to look at the irritation he’s wearing or how beautiful his eyes are when they reflect the starlight. Instead, you reach out and hold onto the stone wall, grounding yourself to the moment. 

“Hey.” This time Levi’s voice is gentle. “What’s going on with you?” 

You shake your head because, honestly, you’re not so sure yourself. “I don’t know,” you admit quietly, still not looking at him. “That’s what I’m trying to figure out, I guess.”

To your right, you observe your captain as he steps up to the wall then turns his back to lean on it. He folds his arms and watches you, his gaze softening in a way you have never seen directed at you. You can’t stop yourself from staring back into those enchanting blue-grey orbs. “Petra would say that that would be easier to figure out if you were with us,” he remarked and gave a tiny shrug of his narrow shoulders. 

You manage a weak, crooked smile. “Yeah she would. But I… I don’t really want a group chat right now.”

“You should talk to someone.”

“I don’t think so. It won’t change anything,” you admit and you mentally curse yourself for letting slip even that much. 

“So you do know what’s bugging you.”

You sigh, feeling your patience begin to bleed out and you close your eyes. You remind yourself where you are and who you’re talking to. If this were one of your friends, you’d have snapped at them to leave you alone right now. But you can’t exactly do that with Levi, can you? But at the same time, you can feel this unpleasant feeling creeping over you. A feeling of edge, of broken glass, like you’ll go shooting off into a hundred sharp pieces if this feeling completes itself. Who knows what you might say or do if he doesn’t leave you be? What you might say if this feeling gets to take hold completely. You fix your eyes on the horizon, determined to avoid Levi’s gaze. Maybe if you stay quiet, he’ll just go away. He’s not the most sociable man. He’s not someone who seems all that comfortable with heavy displays or emotion or tolerance for awkward situations. Give it long enough and he might just leave you to it. 

You hear your name being spoken and you close your eyes. You love the sound of those syllables in his baritone voice. You hate that you like it so much. 

“Sir.” Once again you sound fragmented. “Please just leave me be.”

“No.” Levi’s quick answer surprises you and you turn your head slightly but not enough to look him fully in the eye. “Do I look stupid enough to just leave my comrade to it when they look like they’re about to jump off this fucking roof?”

Your eyes are blown wide as you finally meet his again then look to the horizon and then back to him in a rapid string of disbelief. “You think…” you begin to say then push yourself away from the edge and shake your head. “This isn’t…. It isn’t that. I’m not… I’m not depressed, Captain.” Your voice sounds strong, at least, as the words tumble out of you. “God, I don’t… I don’t feel like that. I… I wouldn’t be having this conversation with you if I wanted to…” You don’t even try and finish the sentence, wrapping your arms around yourself as you begin to walk around the rooftop. 

His footsteps barely sound against the stone as he follows you. “Then what’s going on?”

“It’s personal, sir. I don’t want to talk about it.”

“When personal gets shitty, it gets in the way of work.” Levi argues, “and then that shit puts your life in danger out in the field.”

You release a breath in a huff, tightening your arms around yourself as you feel your temper shooting up to the surface, burning its way through your nerves. Your self-reminders of who Levi is and of behaving yourself are falling quieter by comparison now. 

“You… can talk to me… if you want. Whatever helps you keep your head and keeps you alive.”

You should be appreciative of his words, of the discomfort you can hear when he delivers them. You don’t want to feel agitated with him. You wish you could swallow down your feelings and leave them be. Your captain is not a comforting man. He’s not someone whose natural instinct it is to mollycoddle and reassure. Yet he is trying to get through to you right now. The way he can. He has his own ways of getting through to people. But right now those ways are not what you need or want. But how do you tell him that without sounding like an ass?

He says your name again and your impatience and your temper spill over into each other. 

“It’s too painful, captain!” You snap at him as you turn on him. Your voice echoes across the rooftop as tears burn in the corners of your eyes. “It’s too painful to talk to you about this,” you spit out. As soon as the words escape you, you can feel your chest deflate even as the horror of what you’ve just said fills your cheeks and warms them up.

Fuck. 

Beat after beat of silence follow and with each second, you can feel your throat constricting with the burn of your admission. Regret pours through your veins like rain washes over leaves. It drenches you and the words hover in your mind, painful and clear. 

“Why?” Levi only speaks one word but the heaviness of it hangs in the air between you. He doesn’t need to elaborate and your original intention of bullshitting your way out of this is rapidly disappearing. With your admission out in the open, you can feel more rising up from your chest. You may as well keep going, you tell yourself. It’s got to come out now.

You turned your back on him and stare up at the stars again, your eyes seeking the comforting presence of those beautiful lights. 

A hand touches your arm, fingers cupping your elbow. It’s not a firm grip. You could pull away from him if you wanted to. But the intention is clear. Don’t run away. 

Yet even as you resign yourself to the confession, your body moves of its own accord. You step back, pulling your arm out of Levi’s reach. You turn further away from him, your torso twisting faster than your feet. The sudden turn and lack of coordination catches up with you in a second, and you overbalance. You land on your side, your hip taking the brunt of the fall. You curse quietly, scrunching up your face as pain and irritation battle across it. 

“Tch,” the captain’s voice is surprisingly tender as he kneels down beside you, lifting both of his thin eyebrows. “It’s a good thing you don’t get nervous on the battlefield,” he observes, “otherwise you’d be titan chow by now.”

You stare at him for a moment and then a small laugh bubbles out of you. Your nerves have always made you clumsy and it was something you were worried would stop you progressing in the Scouts. Yet here you are. 

“Yeah, a good thing,” you mutter and bow your head. You wish you could wake up from this. Somehow even burying these feelings seems like a better option than continuing this scene and yet there’s no avoiding it now. What needs to be said, must be said. You both have to move forward. Rip the bandage off, your mother would say if she was here. 

“What’s going on?” Levi asks, firmness entering his voice now. “Just say it, whatever it is. Then it’s done. You can’t hold onto it now. Not without it screwing you up.” 

You take it in with a deep breath. His words are surprisingly insightful and, in a way, they do make the prospect seem easier. But then you think about how you could be throwing this away, the ability to talk with your captain with a reasonable lack of awkwardness. Now there will be this thing hanging in the air above you, always. But maybe it’s a weight that can finally come away from your shoulders. You’ve begun to walk down this path and now you have to continue. 

“I…” the words jam in your throat and you scowl into the space next to Levi as frustration rattles your insides. Why can’t you just say it? You close your eyes and try and focus yourself. It’s some advice that one of your fellow cadets gave you years ago when you used to lose your temper over little matters. She taught you how to rein in some of your intensity. But thinking of her just reminds you of the last time you saw her, in the jaws of a 9-metre titan.

Levi says your name again and you’re pulled from your memory. It’s a relief, compared to the image that was taking clear form in your mind’s eye again. Compared to what Katya endured, you realize that you have to be able to say these words, to put to good use what she taught you. 

“I’m in love with you.” The jam in your throat fades and the words slip out as quickly as water. You even manage to raise your eyes to look into Levi’s. You stare into them once you do, caught off guard by what you see. 

You can see the surprise in his ever-so-slightly widened eyes and the barely noticeable slack in his jaw. But what really surprises you is the lack of judgment in his eyes. He doesn’t give you the look he normally gives you when he’s seriously considering your decisions - such as attempting to showcase your standard of cleaning as acceptable when he can still see dust on his bookshelves, when he eyes your lamentable folding and when there are still patches of dirt on the newly mopped floor. The you’re-killing-his soul narrowed eyes and thin, disapproving line of a mouth. You don’t see any of that. 

Instead he stares at you like you just appeared right in front of him, like you came out of nothing and he’s trying to wrap his head around how that’s possible. He looks beautiful like that, caught in wonder. You feel yourself begin to smile despite the surprise in your own chest filtering into a clawing sense of dread. 

Now for the rejection… the reprimand. 

Where you should stay quiet and delay the arrival of either of those things, you now find your voice returning to you. As though your brain has decided for you. To hell with this. I’m going to throw it out there. You swallow and you plant the tips of your fingers on the cold stone beneath you. 

“I know it’s unprofessional. You’re my commanding officer. We serve in the same team. It makes things awkward.” Your cheeks are searing with heat now. “I’m sorry for it but you’re right. I had to get it out. It’s eating away at me. I can’t afford to keep this to myself anymore. I-I’ll take whatever you say. I just… had to get it out.”

More silence. As the seconds pass, your stomach twists. You gaze expectantly into your captain’s face. Despite the open surprise, he’s still somewhat unreadable. You can’t see traces of anger, embarrassment or irritation in his expression. It gives you a flutter of hope that maybe this could be a bit less painful than you had expected it to be. 

“Huh,” Levi says after another minute or two. He lowers his gaze and you feel your stomach plummet along with it. 

“I’m sorry-” you begin to say just as he speaks. 

“So, I’m not the only idiot then.”

It’s your turn to look surprised. “What?” you squint and lean forwards a little.

Levi sighs and takes your elbows. He rises to his feet, taking you with him. You wobble a little when upright, just for a moment but he keeps a firm grip until you’re steady then he lets go. “I said I’m not the only idiot.”

“Why… why you be an idiot?” you repeat. Your brain feels too fogged up in confusion to pick out the meaning behind his words. It was so far from what you expected him to say. All the imaginary reprimands and rejections are still hovering around although they are retreating a little. 

He tilts his head, a slight smirk curving up one corner of his mouth. “Figure it out,” he answers and there’s an almost playful edge there. 

It takes an embarrassing number of seconds for the fog to lift and suddenly the impossible seems to manifest in front of you all at once. You feel your own jaw dropping and a tingling feeling sweep through your body at once. “You… feel the same?” you ask, not hiding the disbelief from your voice. “I don’t understand,” you admit.

Now Levi’s lips press together into that familiar frown that you were expecting before. “I do.” He answers as he folds his arms. “What’s hard to understand?”

“How can you return my feelings when you dislike me so much?” You blurt out. “It just…. It doesn’t make sense.”

“Come again?” comes the dry response. Levi’s brows knot together. “Who the fuck said I dislike you?”

“No one needed to!” you fire back, annoyed. “It’s pretty obvious that I annoy you. You seem to regret choosing me for your squad. You seem to hate me being close to you.” The instances roll through your head on a loop, firing up your words. It clouds over the part of you that is telling yourself to be careful of what you say to him. Because right now you have to get through this conversation, or rather, at this point, make sense of it.

Levi closes his eyes and brings a hand up to pinch between his brows. “And people tell me that I’m shit at reading people.”

You’ve always known that Levi has an audacious tongue but even so, you falter. “Excuse me?”

He lowers his hands to his hips and frowns at you although there is a softness to his eyes. “I don’t dislike you. I never have,” he admits. “Look, your cleaning is inconsistent and needs work at best, you never leave a tea to brew long enough before you start drinking it, you always get drawn into arguments with people especially Oluo, and you worry too much about shit that’s just not that important,” he tells you brusquely. “You’re shit at asking for help and you always take too much crap from other people.” 

You frown deeply and shake your head. “Where are you going with this-?”

“You’re also one of the best team players I’ve ever seen. You make sure a job gets done even if it’s not your turn. You back up your comrades in and out of missions. You’re a capable and talented soldier yet you don’t get cocky about it. You don’t whinge about this job. You give your heart to the Scouts.”

You can feel the blush in your cheeks spreading over your face. “That’s what we all have to do.”

“Not everyone does it. People are shitty and selfish.” Levi tells you. “But not you. You do your damn job and you take what comes. Why the fuck would you think I’d dislike that?”

You fidget from one foot to the other. “But you always act like… like I’m a pest.”

Levi looks away from you, his eyes rising up to the starry canvas above him. “I’m not Hange. I don’t wear everything on my fucking sleeve. I’m not Erwin either. I’m not someone who dazzles people with eloquence. But more importantly,” and his eyes shift back to you, “I’m your superior officer. Coming on to you… I’d look like a fucking creep.”

You bite your lip and step forward. “I wouldn’t think that. I would have… you know… I would have admitted it too.”

“And if you hadn’t returned my feelings?” Levi questions. “You could have reported me. You could have requested a transfer. I would have lost a very capable soldier from my squad,” he explains. “You said that I didn’t act like I liked you. You’re pretty damn capable of concealing things yourself.”

You step forward a little and a smile crosses your face, small and sheepish. “Okay, that’s fair. I-I could have maybe hinted or something but I really didn’t want to be reprimanded or embarrassed.”

“I wouldn’t punish you for having feelings,” Levi insists. “But they’d have to be kept in check especially on missions.”

“I know. I’ve seen them get people killed,” you assure him. “I guess we both decided it’d be safer to say nothing.”

“But something changed for you today,” Levi takes half a step towards you. “What happened?”

“Nothing in particular,” you admit, returning your attention to the horizon and wrapping your arms around yourself as you return to your spot by the wall. “But it’s tiring playing pretend.” You rest your arms on the wall and lean your chin on them with a heavy sigh. “I just had to let myself stop for a moment.”

Levi’s footsteps approach you but you don’t look around. The confession and this entire conversation is taking it out of you. On the one hand it’s going so much better than you expected and on the other hand, you feel like you’re walking on unknown territory, on ice where you don’t know if it’s stable or not. Trying to think over what that means is unsettling.

“What does this mean?” You decide to take the initiative. “We both had our reasons for keeping quiet. Now we’re here, I don’t know what happens now.”

“You think I do?” Levi steps up next to you and leaned his back against the wall. “I can’t offer you a safe life.” He tells you quietly. “I’m not going to quit the Survey Corps and go be a farmer or work in a shop. I’m not going to stop fighting the titans.”

“I wouldn’t ask you to,” you answer, turning your face and leaning your cheek on your arms. “I’m not walking away from this life, either. I’m good at what I do. Humanity needs you to fight for them. They need us to fight for them. I didn’t train for three years and witness all this death just to walk away and play it safe.”

Levi’s mouth twitched into a smile. “So we’re both sticking with this shitty life in the shitty military.”

You smile back at him. “Looks like it, captain.”

He turns around, leaning against the wall with his front and partway mirroring your folded arms on the wall. His gaze lingers on your face and you stare up at him. This time the silence is comfortable, filled with an unspoken agreement that things will be different now. The path ahead is no longer clouded with uncertainty and assumptions. You can see Levi clearly and he can see you. You know what you mean to each other now and your heart feels lighter for it. 

“I don’t know if I’m capable of being what you want,” he muses quietly but he’s leaning in towards you. 

You’re lifting your head towards his, your eyes dropping to his lips as you whisper back. “You’re already what I want. You always have been.”

“So are you,” he murmurs back and then his lips touch yours. It’s a soft press and for a few moments nothing happens. Uncertainty returns between the two of you. That and inexperienced curiosity. Your lips move first, against his and his match on instinct. You both slip into it as instinct takes over. 

Moonlight and starlight fall around you but for now those beautiful sights are relegated to being the background for something new and wonderful and unknown. Something that will bind you and your captain even closer together.

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Skyyyyy!! I am so excited for this event! I ran to your ask box.

I’m craving Pralines and Cream for me today. Ima pick Kitchen Sink. I want something about me getting jealous and him reassuring me that we are secure with one another, maybe the first time he says I love you?? Possibly. But def pre-established relationship. Maybe 4th year in school(That makes us 18?19?) I don’t remember. Let me be that young again 😂😂😂 anyway love you so much my little bean (i legit call all my close friends that ignore me) ❤️❤️❤️. Or college AU if you don’t want to do canon!

Off to request one with Levi now 😂. But you don’t have to do both!

Order up!! One pralines and cream with all the works for Bee!!

Sky's Summer and 250 Follower Event!

☾ Pairings ➼ Megumi Fushiguro x gn!Reader

☾ Content/Warnings ➼ fluff, jealous reader, canonverse, love confession

☾ Author's Note ➼ Hi Bee!! This one was a little fun. I always picture Nobara and Yuji as the goofiest little shits so it's nice to have a character that balances the team out by being like Megumi lol. I hope this okay! I'm not very familiar with his character like the others so this has been great practice. Also I realized this is more dialogue heavy than I'm used to, so that was interesting to work on! Thank you for the request!! Ilysm!! (also I love being called a bean, never stop) 💕

☾ Word Count ➼ ~1.5k

Ever since you had met those idiots you called friends so long ago, there never seemed to be any peace for you. Outwardly complaining about them was your favorite pastime, though anyone could tell that you really did love them despite the cutting tone. Nobara and Yuji were two sides of the same coin and you couldn’t have asked for a better set of dummies. Fortunately for you, you had Megumi to help balance out their stupidity. You and him actually bonded early on from the back and forth banter about how annoying they were, yet it was again obvious how much you both adored them.

All of this to say that whenever you hear your name being yelled from across the street, you couldn’t help but groan at the incoming trouble headed your way.

You shut the book you had been enjoying at the outdoor café where you like to get your favorite daily cup of tea. It was small and never overly-crowded, which was one of the best things about it. When you look over to the source of yelling, you’re not surprised to see it is indeed Nobara and Yuji barreling their way towards you.

“What do you idiots want? It’s too early for this nonsense.” You gripe back, scowling over to them.

“Fushiguro is getting hit on!” They yell at the same, both looking over to each other and frowning.

“Idiot, I said I would tell her.” Your orange-haired friend punches Yuji in the arm.

“Ow! I forgot!” He swats at her.

“What do you mean, ‘Fushiguro is getting hit on’?” You raise an eyebrow.

“I mean just what I said.” Nobara says quickly.

“And he’s really into it. I saw him waving his arms around and all that.” Yuji starts flapping his arms in a way to recreate what he saw. He accidentally slaps Nobara in the face in the process. Before she can retaliate, you raise your arms to get their attention.

“Are you sure this was Megumi Fushiguro? Broody, black spikey hair?” You chuckle nervously. “Pffft okay, sure… Regardless, he can take care of himself.” You pick at an imaginary hair on your shirt.

“Well, we know how you feel about him, don’t you wan-“ Your eyes shoot up into Nobara’s nonchalant gaze.

“You don’t know anything.” You scowl again, folding your arms across your chest.

“Keep telling yourself that, but we’re going back to watch this train wreck. You can join if you want!” And then they’re already off. In a huff, you gather your things and follow them. You really hope they’re just blind and got the wrong person. It wasn’t Megumi. It couldn’t be.

.

When they finally stop running, you are completely out of breath. You’re not that out of shape considering the regiment your school puts you through, but you didn’t realize they would be taking you so far away. How they ran to you in the first place is mind boggling. What’s even worse is that as you make it to the concrete stairs leading down to a landing, you definitely spot your friend Megumi - still chatting away with another girl.

The sinking feeling in your chest comes instantly. How stupid of you to not have said how you felt about him sooner. Now here are the consequences of your actions. He points at something, which makes the stranger laugh loud enough that it trickles up the staircase and into your ears. Your legs are flying down the stairs before you even realize what’s happening.

 “There you are, Megumi!” You yell, pulling your lips back into a fake smile.

He jumps at the sudden loudness, whipping around at the sound of your voice. The girl he’s talking to smiles at you and waves.

“What’s going on here?” You ask, your voice coming out a little higher than planned.

“This is-“ You cut Megumi off by grabbing his arm and tugging on it.

“Oh that’s great, it’s nice to meet you. Actually, if you don’t mind I’d love to steal him away from you if that’s okay?” And with that you start walking, pulling him away.

“O-okay! Thank you for your help!” You hear her yell from behind. You don’t give her a second glance as you pull him around the corner.

“Hey, what the fuck was that?” Megumi stops abruptly, grabbing your hand and making you stop as well.

“I’m not sure what you mean?” You face him and smile sweetly. Your cheeks hurt from the forced effort.

“Don’t play dumb with me. That wasn’t like you at all.” His eyes cut into yours and you can’t help but look away.

“I just thought you needed help getting out of being hit on.” You shrug your shoulders, still refusing to meet his glare. Your smile fades slowly.

“I wasn’t being hit on, dumbass. She was asking for directions because she’s new around here and then started asking for recommendations.” Megumi’s glare feels red-hot against your face. Or was it the embarrassed flush that comes with being so completely wrong?

“In my defense, Nobara and Yuji-“

“I’m sure they said something dumb. I just can’t believe you would listen. And why does it matter if I’m having a good time or not?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“You didn’t answer my question.“ You narrow your eyes down to your sneakers that you found yourself staring at instead of what was right in front of you.

“Just forget it.” You throw your hands up in the air and turn to leave.

Megumi mutters your name, soft. Low. Curious.

“Were you... jealous?”

“Pfft, jealous?? Of what?” You throw a glare over your shoulder as you walk, only to have your steps falter at the look in Megumi’s eyes. What was that?

“I don’t know. You tell me.” He mumbles, taking a few steps closer to you.

“There’s nothing to be jealous about.” You face him again, folding your arms across your chest in defiance.

“You’re right, there’s nothing to be jealous about.” He agrees. He takes another step to you, leaving about 4 feet between you two.

“I love you, so. Why would I want anyone else.” He mumbles under his breath, rubbing the back of his neck with one of his hands as he looks away awkwardly.

 “Yeah. I mean, you do kinda suc- what? What did you say?” Your arms fall to your sides as you attempt to process what he just said.

“Why would I want anyone else?” Megumi repeats, this time louder.

“No, the other part.” Your heart feels like it’s about to beat out of your chest. You will it to calm down as the blood pumping in your ears makes it hard to hear.

“I said I love you.” He looks up at you, dark blue eyes boring into yours. Sincerity mixed in with apprehension reflects back at you.

“I- Megumi. That’s-“ You stutter. You bite the inside of your cheek nervously.

“You don’t have to say anything. I just thought you should know so I don’t freak you out like that again.” He starts to turn away, but you close the gap and wrap your fingers around his wrist to stop him.

“Megumi, wait.” He plants his feet but doesn’t turn to face you.

“Since when?” You continue.

“Since what?”

“How long have you loved me?”

There’s a deafening silence as you wait for his response. A couple of cars pass by – the rush of air blowing your hair every which way. Slowly, Megumi rounds on you. He eyes you with anxiety, a signature downturn of his lips ever present. His wrist is still enclosed in your grasp.

“Since the end of our first year.” He mumbles.

“That long?” Your eyes are wide in shock as you process how long that had really been. That would make it a little less than 3 years that he’s liked you. No, not liked. Loved. And currently still.

“Why haven’t you said anything?” It’s your turn to frown back, lips pursed in a small pout.

“There was never a good time. It’s hard when we’re always on the verge of being murdered.” He says dryly with an eye roll.

“That’s a fair point, I suppose.” You laugh at that. You all rarely get a break from world ending obstacles. You both stare at each other, the tiny bit of tension from earlier now quashed.  

“Hey, ‘Gumi.” You whisper, closing the small space between you and him and continuing, “I love you too.” You lean in and kiss him delicately on the cheek, noting the softness of his skin against your lips. When you pull away, a shit-eating grin crawls up your face. He’s watching you stunned, a bright pink dusting his cheeks. After a few seconds, the apprehension that clouded his aura was now gone as a small smile replaced his shock.  

“So… if you love me so much, what are you buying me for lunch?” You ask. And then that frown is back like it never left.

“You’re so stupid sometimes. Let’s go find the idiots and-“

“Let them get their own food. I want you all to myself this time.” You release your grip from his wrist and place your hand into his, closing your fingers and squeezing. Before he can say anything, you whisk him away and towards your favorite restaurant.

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@sixpennydame submitted:

Hi Kat, congrats on 1,000 followers! You certainly deserve it.

So, my song is j’s lullaby, by Delaney Bailey:

I’m thinking, canon Levi with his civilian s/o. It’s the night before an expedition and one or the other confesses their love. The above lyrics are lovely, but really, any part of the song can be your inspiration. Have fun!

this made me sad in a happy way LEVI DESERVES BETTER JDKSFJ

this has also been turned into a oneshot, i regret nothing lmao

Don't Go | 1k Follower Event | Canon!Verse Hurt/Comfort (? i think) Oneshot

✧ word count ➼ 1.5k ✧ notes ➼ canon!verse, hurt/comfort, civilian!reader, this made me sad :')

It was roughly 10 hours before they were set to leave for Shiganshina to seal the hole in Wall Maria. The cadets were busy feasting in the dining hall and Levi just had to drag Eren and Jean off of each other after they get into some fist fight that he couldn't be bothered to care about.

Irritated, he stepped outside and leaned against the wall in the alleyway on the side of the building, breathing in the chilly nighttime air.

"Were you planning on hiding there all night?" he said quietly, looking further into the alleyway.

A shy look appeared on your face. Truthfully, you had just arrived at your spot, but you were also willing to wait all night for a chance to see him if you had to. You knew that he was going to be leaving in the morning for Shiganshina and that it would be at least a few days before you got to see him again.

You wanted to wait and see if you could steal even just a single moment with him before he had to leave.

You and Levi Ackerman had been friends since forever. You remembered him as a child and coping with his mother's ill health before she passed and he got taken away by who was now revealed to be his uncle. You remembered reuniting with him in young adulthood and escaping the Underground around roughly the same time, with you following a few weeks after he did.

The two of you had began exploring your feelings recently, only officially becoming a couple a few weeks ago. A lot of your relationship progression had been put on pause after things went to shit with Eren suddenly turning into a Titan, the attack on Trost, and the revelation of the false king and crowning Historia as the true ruler of the Walls. There was so much going on that you two rarely had a chance to sit down and talk about anything.

"I wasn't sure if you were with anyone else," you mumbled as you walked up to him.

"The brats are too rowdy," he muttered, watching you come out from the shadows.

Once you got close enough, he weaved his fingers between yours and you wrapped your other arm around his, resting your head against his shoulder.

The two of you stood in a comfortable silence, looking up at the stars while listening to the gentle hum of the Cadets talking from inside the building. It was oddly peaceful.

"Can I ask something selfish?" you spoke.

You felt him shift as he pulled back a bit so that he could look at you properly.

"Don't go," you whispered, as if you were afraid to speak.

He blinked at you a few times.

"I'm not going anywhere."

"No," you said as you shook your head. "I mean tomorrow. Don't go."

He shut his eyes as he took a deep breath. He knew what you were asking.

"I just have a terrible feeling that something is going to happen tomorrow at the Wall. So..." you said, biting on your bottom lip as your anxiety only grew as you were speaking. "Don't go."

You whispered the last part quietly, with your voice barely audible over the ruckus that was coming from inside the building.

Levi eventually sighed.

"I can't just dismiss my duties, dumbass," he muttered, glancing over at you, never taking his eyes off you as you shuffled around, trying to calm your chaotic thoughts about the potential of something happening.

You knew his work in the Scouts was dangerous, it was precisely the reasoning he used to convince you to not join the Scouts.

"I know," you said, looking down. "It's just..."

You paused, unsure if you should continue.

"I love you and I can't shake that horrible feeling," you said as you clenched your fists. "I can't stand to watch you go."

If this was any other time, your anxiety would've further spiked after declaring your love for him. It wasn't something you had discussed before—but right now, all you could think about was the fact that he was leaving tomorrow morning for his most dangerous mission yet.

Levi turned towards you to face you and gently lifted your chin to look into your eyes. His gaze was soft, but he remained silent. He knew what you were feeling and he understood it, but he meant what he said—he couldn't just abandon his duties.

He gently pulled you in and pressed his lips gently against yours, his grip on you tightening ever so slightly as reassurance.

An incredibly selfish part of you had hoped that confessing your love for him would be enough for him to stay and not go, but you knew that it realistically wasn't going to happen. He had to go. They wouldn't be able to retake the Wall without him.

He was silent when he finally turned around and walked away.

Levi knew what his duty was. His duty as Humanity's Strongest™ required him to be on their most important mission yet. Taking the Wall could very well determine humanity's survival. However, he'd be lying if he said that it didn't kill him to leave you behind.

Thus, when the time came and he stood upon that Wall as Erwin announced the beginning of their journey to Shiganshina, he couldn't help but notice that he couldn't spot you in the crowd. He felt an increasingly uncomfortable pressure building up in his chest.

Levi consistently told his subordinates to choose their own paths and to ensure that they don't regret their choices, but there was one choice that he found himself wishing he could redo.

After you declared your love for him the previous night, he found himself unable to respond. He didn't have the words to properly express what it was that was brewing inside of him.

The only thought running through his mind as everyone prepared to leave was that he wished he had more time so he could tell you that he loved you too.

~~~~~

You had a horrible feeling that the plan to seal the hole in Wall Maria at Shiganshina was going to be a disaster. You were right.

You perked up as soon as you heard a knock on your door. It's been a few days since you last saw Levi.

You found yourself afraid to open that door. You hoped it was Levi, but you were also terrified that it would be another Scout or someone from the Military Police that would deliver very, very bad news.

Your heart dropped once you finally opened that door.

It was Levi—but he was covered in blood. His cloak was ripped. He still had his gear on, but he had no blades in them. You couldn't tell if he was injured, but he was slumped over as if he had to forcefully drag himself to you.

Your eyes widened as you immediately scanned his body for any injuries, prepared to do what little you could to provide him aid.

"Oh my Walls, Levi-"

Before you could move or finish your sentence, Levi immediately wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a tight hug, squeezing you so tightly that it was almost hard to breathe.

He let out a shaky exhale as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. You were the first stop he had gone to after getting back to Wall Rose. You weren't certain what had happened, but you could tell that he was feeling defeated or tired (or both). He was worn out and exhausted.

You were quiet. You could tell that there was a lot going on through his head, and you weren't going to force him to talk about it. He just needed a safe space with you right now.

You noticed that he was slightly shaking and you tightened your own arms around him in an attempt to ground him. You gently ran your fingers through his hair in an attempt to provide what little comfort you could.

He tightened his arms around you as he brought up memories in his head over what had happened at Shiganshina. He thought about how so many had been sacrificed and would never be able to see their loved ones again because they died.

He found himself afraid to speak. He didn't think it was fair that he was able to go home and see you again while others couldn't, but he wanted to ensure that he didn't take it for granted.

He took an unstable deep breath, inhaling the scent of your hair as he finally spoke in a quiet whisper.

"I love you, too."

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Hot For Teacher

A Remi x Levi Non-Canon Fic-Series

Part 5

⚠️Content Warning⚠️

SNZ FET, Smut, Contagion

Author’s Notes: So I have a confession….I forgot HFT…I KNOW I KNOW IM SORRY! I got so lost in my side projects I forgot my baby 🥺 This is why I shouldn’t be held responsible for a fic series. The ADHD in me gets off track for a bit but I’m HERE NOW….so please enjoy. As always @aller-geez owns Remi and did the amazing cover art 🤌🏻 this was also a special request for Geezie 🤭

Description: Inspo drawn for this chapter from…vVv…with a twist.

Spring break was over. It was, interesting too. He had FaceTimed a certain black haired student almost every single day since, well…the first time they did….what they did. Levi was in terribly dangerous territory. If one may notice the words, first time, were used, because many many more of those instances of intimacy occurred. Treading very deep and hot water. However, they didn’t meet up, as much as it burned in them not to. As much as they wanted it. Levi said they had to keep everything sexual, through the phone, for now. It would keep them the safest that way.

Speaking of, His phone suddenly went off as he was slowly getting himself dressed for the first day back to class. The chime of his ringtone quickly echoed the room, without much coordination he stumbled across the space to grab it and quickly answer it before he had much time to check who it was.

“Hello?” He answered with a rushed tone to his voice as he fumbled to get his phone comfortably against his head, hands struggling to button up his shirt.

“Lebi?” He heard a soft sniffle on the other end followed with the very hoarse, and wet clear of a throat. The professor looked down quickly to see who it actually was, and it was Remi calling him. He felt a tinge of surprise.

“Hey, you okay?” He asked cautiously, never having heard the man sound so worse for wear in their time of knowing each other.

“No…I’b nod…I caughd a cold…I can’d cobe in do cladd…” another harsh, congested snuffle could be heard from the other end of the line. Levi’s eyebrows furrowed inwardly and he shook his head.

“Well, are you taking care of yourself? Is there someone there to help you get better?” Unconcerned about the student’s absence and just wanting to make sure he had what he needed to heal. Remi let out a breathless, sarcastic laugh before he answered.

“Nobe…I can barely ged oud of bed…” he whimpered softly, feeling terrible for himself. Mostly terrible he was going to miss the first day back with his favorite Professor.

“Alright well, I guess I’m going to have to bring you here, and take care of you,” the educator spoke certainly nodding his head though it couldn’t be seen by the other.

“Whad aboud cladd??” Remi sounded panicked, already worried that the professor was willing to toss his career aside for a silly little cold. “You can’d candel!” Almost scolding the leopard now.

“Relax, I’ll send out an email to let everyone know, Class will be on zoom today…I’ll zoom at my desk, you can rest in my bed,” his voice was smooth, calm and caring, sure of himself, a new side to the professor that Remi hadn’t experienced. He would normally just leave a student to fend for himself, would he not? So where was all this special treatment coming from? It warmed Remi’s core, he was more than grateful to finally know what it feels like to have someone actually, well, give a shit.

“If you’re poditibe….I won’d deny a houde call…” trying to be flirtatious through the horrendous sounds of him trying to snort through the plugged feeling in his nose. Levi shook his head and could only smile from his end of the phone.

“Shoot me your address, I’ll send an email out right now, and a possible a late notice….I’m going to send an uber for you…wear a mask!” He shook his index finger towards the phone with fervor almost to rub in the importance of not spreading his germs. Despite the entire fact this action was completely unseen. “I mean it…” Remi sighed before he let out a strained cough.

“Yeah…Yeah…h’..see you sood?” Clearly holding something back as he spoke softly into the microphone.

“See you soon…I…see you soon,” Levi hesitated, what the hell was that? What did he just fight back from saying??? ‘Get a grip!’ He screamed internally.

“What was that?” Remi’s heart froze, he could have sworn…

“Nothing, see ya,” he quickly disconnected the call and then breathed in heavily. “I’m seriously going to get myself fired what am I doing? First day back and I’m already driving the dude here to take care of him and….” He paused, blinking twice before his eyes widened again. “Shit! I’m all out of supplies!” He grunted in frustration already disengaging with the self punishment. He quickly flung open his phone and did two tasks, ordered Remi an Uber the second he received his address, and then opened up DoorDash. Quickly stocking his cart full of cold medicine, cough drops, tissues, hand sanitizer, tea, vitamins and anything else one may need to fight off a cold.

“Okay, meds on the way, car on the way…e-mail needs to be sent…” he quickly tapped out a clear message to the class and even went over to his desk to set up his laptop with zoom. It was all coming together nicely. He just had 45 minutes before class, and the Uber said Remi would be there in 20. Damn….the professor didn’t realize the student lived so close to him…he pondered for a moment to himself about how much quicker it could have been if he drove but it was clearly too late for that now. “Okay uh…” he scrambled to his bedroom and ripped the sheets, blankets and pillowcases off the main sleeping devices.

The slender man was running around his home like a chicken with his head cut off. He wanted to make sure everything would be perfectly set and ready for the student when he arrived. After adding an unnecessary amount of pillows and extra blankets to the large king sized bed, he heard a knock at his door. “That’s probably the DoorDash,” he said rushing his long slender legs through the halls of his home to get to the source of sound. Swinging open the door to waste no time he was met by a meek young woman, blonde hair and dark brown eyes.

“Delivery for Levi!” She smiled nervously handing over the large bag of goods to him. He returned the expression of joy and nodded politely at her.

“Thank you so much, really appreciate you!” She blushed nodding back before they parted ways, Levi closing himself back inside the house. “Awesome,” he said out loud shuffling through the bag to make sure all the items he purchased were in fact, in the bag. Pleased to find it all as it should be he walked back to his bedroom, and began to strategically place every item on the night stand, closest to where his desk would be in case he would need to tend to the wolf at any moment. Everything was placed in such a way that, anything Remi might need to grab himself, would be right within reach. Things Levi would more likely administer to him, went toward the outside.

“Okay that should be good…maybe I should throw some soup in the crock pot….” He pondered before the front door knocked again. “No time, I’ll just order something later,” he shook his head scrambling to the door yet again and swinging it open to be met with a very broken and beaten down looking Remi.

“Dib you ged my dexds?” He snubbled weakly, ripping the mask off his face now before he ran his sleeved arm across the underside of his leaking nose.

“No, sorry I was making sure everything was good so you could settle down immediately when you got here! I apologize…” he said gently before stepping aside to allow the other to walk through the threshold.

“All good…jusd making sure my servide didn’t cud obb,” Remi continued to sniffle and snuff, his nose incredibly full and congested which was obvious every time he spoke. Levi, linking his arm around the larger’s, led him patiently to his bedroom.

“All the sheets are fresh, there’s a bunch of stuff for you on the side table…if you need me, just raise your hand so I can come to you, if anyone on zoom hears that you’re at my house, I’m probably fired,” he chuckled softly, nervously, his hand touching the back of his neck as he played with the baby hairs there. Remi, cautiously, as if he was going to break himself or the super soft comforter, slid inside of the bed, immediately burying his body into the comfort.

“Thang you….serioudly thid id doo dweed ob you…” Levi’s eyes brows pushed together as he tried desperately to understand what the man was saying this time, normally pretty well rounded with such stuffed up words.

“Have you taken any medications today?” He asked, dismissing the sweet sentiment that was given to him, and focusing on making sure he just got better, this wasn’t about him. Remi avoided eye contact now, his dulled emeralds looking to the side before he cleared his throat.

“Erm…No…” the educator sighed inwardly before tsking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. In one quick motion of his hands he grabbed some dayquil pills and vitamin gummies , placing them now in Remi’s lap. Levi leaned closer and ran his palm across the wolf’s forehead, testing his temp, before pushing the hairs out gently from the front of his face.

“I’ll go get you a glass of water, after you do all those things,” now pointing his index from the pills, to the gummies. “Try to lay back and relax okay?” He asked the other as if he was trying to convince a stubborn teen. Those ocean blues tracing over every sickened outline of Remi’s face. Not the cocky, confident man he was usually faced with. Eyes swollen, complexion ghostly pale, dark circles and tear stained cheeks all topped off with a terribly red nose. It made his heart sink to see it.

“Yed, Dir…” the wolf sighed with a deep inhale and dramatic exhale as he responded. The leopard grinned running his fingers quickly all the way through the softened strands of hair once more. This small actions made both of the men’s hearts pound faster in their chests. These were the first real acts of intimacy Levi has ever really initiated between them..it was so nice. Remi had dreamed of that touch for weeks, months now. His eyes slid to a close as he enjoyed the gentle caress but just as fast as it came, it also was quick to leave. Leaving him feeling hollow, and craving more.

“I’ll be right back,” the cat reassured him before standing up, leaving the room and bringing himself out to kitchen. Once he was at his fridge he slung open the door, as if in autopilot he just started pulling out bottles of Fiji water. Was it unnecessarily expensive water? Yes. Levi, however, spared no expensive when it came to his hydration. Also, he really just liked how pretty the bottles were compared to the rest of the bougie water market.

Levi carried four bottles in his arms as he lugged them over to the sickened man now nuzzled up in his bed. “Okay I brought you one for now, and a couple extra bottles as well for later,” he sat one bottle next to Remi’s blanketed thigh, and the rest of them, he stuck on the night stand.

“Fidi?” He muttered looking at the overly fancy displayed bottle of water. Levi took a seat at the edge of the bed, just barely having enough room to not completely slide off.

“Yeah you never had Fiji water before?” He asked him curiously raising a brow, placing an open palm down to the other’s thigh. Remi shrugged.

“I jusd dring tab,” the wolf admitted, really not seeing much of a difference in tap and $5 water bottles. The leopard almost looked appalled, offended even. It was the first thing that made Remi crack a real smile as he watched the professor’s face turn.

“Oh, gross…our tap water is atrocious, you need water that’s actually good for you,” he finally responded, shaking his head and nudging towards the bottle. Knowing he was not even remotely equipped to have a discussion about water, he could only shake his head with a smile, grabbing the bottle firmly. Without a single word, Remi cracked open the lid and immediately threw back the dayquil pills, chasing it with a swig of Fiji water. He winced. His eyebrows furrowed in and he looked like he just experienced something….different.

“Why doed id tade like thad?” He asked smacking his lips and tongue together awkwardly like he had a spoonful of peanut butter shoved between his lips.

“Like what??” The white haired man looked amused now as he watched the other try to come up with the right words to express himself.

“Round…” Remi responded finally after a few moments to consider. His eyes now connecting with Levi’s as if he was way more sure of himself now.

“Round?” The educator looking more perplexed than he had before. He had never heard of water being described in such a way. It almost made him want to laugh but he swallowed the feeling and just did his best to understand. Trying not to make the other feel bad.

“Round.” The wolf repeated himself yet again, confidently.

“Huh….” The words had escaped him, Levi truly learned something new from this scrappy man everyday it seemed. “I’ll just have to take your word for that I suppose….” He giggled gently, it was a sweet sound, Remi only having recently been able to really recognize it as Levi’s. Spring break was probably the best thing that could have happened for him, it truly made him feel closer to the professor, and now? Taking care of him while he was sick? Might as well propose.

“Shouldn’t you be gedding cladd ready?” The student asked sorely, now popping a few gummies into his maw, chewing them obnoxiously, his voice still weakened by his currently ill status.

“Right…Right, I need to do that…” Levi blushed brightly almost having forgotten he had a whole ass job to do. He took a deep breath inward and stood up now, as he was walking to his desk he looked back and flashed a nervous smile to Remi. “Member…shhh,” he placed his index over his lips, Remi grinned, pretending to lock his lips shut now with an invisible key. The educator grinned brightly before making his way fully to his desk where his bed was completely out of view from the webcam. Sitting down comfortably in his desk chair he waved his mouse around to open up his screen, joining in on the zoom call he already had prepared for him.

“Hello Everyone! Sorry I’m late, just feeling a bit under the weather, but I don’t want you all to miss out on the opportunity for your first day back from spring break!” He said, trying to add a slightly sickened inflection in his tone, dialing down the cheerfulness he usually carried with him into class. “Today, I have nothing really big assigned to you, Thursday we’re introducing a new book, so today we are going to have a bit of a creative writing assignment,” Levi continued to work, as he would in the classroom but through the webcam. He wasn’t completely prepared for an online class like he normally would be with respective slideshows the class could open and go through. Instead he was relying mostly on a free day. Giving everyone the opportunity to sort of ease back into the grind after two weeks of good times.

Remi laid up in Levi’s bed and couldn’t seem to rest, he was in his professor’s bed. He was in his bed, and being dotted on by him…the same professor that denied his advances in the beginning….almost completely lost in a circus act within his own head as he jumped through hoops, he felt a tingling sensation building up in his nose. Oh no, this can’t be good. He thought his fits were over, that was this morning though…and it had been a little over two hours since his sinuses had threatened to overflow.

The wolf tried to silently clear his throat into the hem of the large comforter he was snuggled into, but it led him into a cough. Not just a cough, a series of coughs, the more he tried to muffle it into the fabric, the worse his body seemed to react. Almost panicking at the idea of getting Levi caught almost 20 minutes into their hour long class. ‘Shit…get it together…’ he whimpered inwardly but this was no use. He could see the side eyes from the educator as he tried to keep his composure, Remi unable to fight the prickling sensation in his nose as it was building, and building, and finally, had to let it all go.

“Hih’TSCHIEW!” He missed the blanket, he sneezed outwardly in front of him, a wet mist hit the air and the noise was sure to have been recorded through to the class.

“It’s important to reme-…” the sound interrupted him momentarily, his cheeks reddened, his face felt hot and he cleared his throat. The students all had different responses. Some didn’t even notice, but some of them raised an eyebrow. Why was there a sickly person in their Professor’s home? “Sorry about that…I’m taking care of a friend today…” he muttered sheepishly to explain himself…poorly. “Anyway! With this assignment…” Levi continued to go into more details about what he was expecting from each student with this new project, though in the back of his mind his conscience was screaming at him to help nurse the suffering man across from him.

Remi, still fighting for his life with the demons living inside his body, he felt another build up, the tension in his nose rising as the pressure pushed into the middle of his forehead. He winced, his leaking nostrils throbbed before he cupped both his hands over his face and blew into them. “Hh’itsshhhih!! Hah’TSCHUU!” A spray of wet mess landed in his palms, his eyes watered profusely and his face swelled up with each oncoming attack. “Hih’iitschuu!” After the third one, his whole mug was leaking and he was doing the worst job of containing it as he scrambled for some tissues. Grabbing a good few from the fancy box beside him, he began to rub one in circles motions, the tissue encapsulating the sore and reddened area. He allowed the ick to pour out onto the tissue and tried to empty himself out as much as he could.

Yet the sound of snuffles, clearing nostrils and sneezing was turning to be quite the distraction. Levi closed his eyes once and tried really hard to focus on his lecture, he really wanted to cancel the whole class. He didn’t see this free day as anymore constructive than a day off anyway, and clearly Remi really needs someone. Him specifically. Somehow, Levi feels blessed with the opportunity to be at the wolf’s bedside, someone to truly care about. It made work seem so, inconvenient now.

“I-I uh …excuse me class…start brainstorming amongst each other,” he hit the mute microphone button, and double checking it was actually muted. Then he stood up and crossed over to Remi’s side. “Hey you doing okay over here?” He asked genuinely, running his fingers through the man’s hair like he had done earlier.

“I’b so sobby….I’m fucgging dhis ub for you…” he muttered as he let in another long, wet inhale, trying to clear up whatever was holding him hostage. Unfortunately, it was not really working out all that well.

“Shh, non-sense, as far as they’re all concerned….” He shrugged simply grabbing a tissue to help clean the student’s terribly wet and sickly face. “I’m just a closet homosexual…which is fine,” he let out a breathy chuckle as his bright blue orbs traced over Remi’s, while he patiently blotted the many wet trails that traced the wolf’s cheeks and mouth.

“Who eveb are you righd now?” The green eyed student chuckled a bit, following with a rough and hoarse cough. He felt a strong pulse in his heart, though his chest was sore from coughing, he could feel warmth there, where it hadn’t been in a long time. He never had anyone care for or even about him. Beside his little sister. This was something so new and he wasn’t sure what it even meant. Is this how people are supposed to treat each other? Or…was he special?

“I guess…I’m breaking all the rules,” he shrugged his shoulders simply, bringing his hand back with the crumpled tissue and bringing his free hand up to gently rub at Remi’s temples. Inwardly, the wolf had never felt so full. “What can I say…M’a sucker for the green eyes and stubborn attitude,” they both shared a genuine smile before Levi grabbed one of the still cold bottles of water. “I can’t get you a cold compress right now but here use this to try and fight off the temperature….and maybe don’t snuggle up in EVERY blanket available to you…” letting another gentle giggle leave his lips as he began helping strip the man of a few layers that were inevitably only making him sweat more. Remi now discarding his hoodie and shirt to allow his bare skin a moment to breathe.

“Hnnnn…Kay….” Remi muttered in response as his feet then battled and kicked the extra blankets in an effort to aid the other. After feeling satisfied enough to, Levi returned to his desk and unmuted his mic. Remi was spreading out every limb across the large bed, trying his best to stay cool while he rubbed the bottle up and down the sides of his sweating temples.

“Alright, sorry about that…let’s hear some of your guys’ ideas!” Right back into the groove as if nothing ever happened. While Remi was still fighting a raging war between him and the Virus of Babylon. He coughed once, trying to cover it in the crook of his arm before completely blind sided by another persistent need of release. “H’GXPBF!” He moves to stifle it in his palm that he presses hard against his mouth, lines of drool puffing through the sides. He inhales with a slick and wet sound, trying to keep tissues on hand to wipe his face as he groans miserably. The meds were taking so long to kick in it was actually almost driving him slightly mad. His head swirled as he stared up at the ceiling, blinking slowly to try and keep with the rhythm of his shallow breaths. “H’KXGNT!” Another one stuffed with the small throw blanket beside him that he had snapped over his mouth just in time.

“That’s a really interesting way of describing what happened, Lahni, I really appreciate you sharing that with us,” the leopard was speaking to the class but every few seconds he couldn’t help but take a peak over at the sickly male, a quite obvious side eye in a HQ webcam. Trying to keep himself seated, he willed his attention back to his class.

After a few more moments of struggle, wet slopping sounds of Remi trying to clear his nose and throat. Eventually, the wolf was finally starting to somewhat relax enough to get himself drifting off to sleep, Levi taking notice and feeling slightly relieved. Attention back on his class, his eyes glazed over the many different faces in attendance. “So how about you then, Vinny? What is your piece about?” Coaxing more conversation out of the students, and as the minutes passed it almost seemed like they would have a decent session.

That was until 40 minutes into the hour long class, Remi suddenly jolted awake, panicking, yelling incoherently and groaning in pain. The ruckus was enough to get everyone in the zoom call’s attention, they all froze. Especially Levi. “I…will be right back let me just go check on my friend really quickly….” He muted the call and then immediately rushed over to Remi’s side. “Hey, hey you okay? I’m right here…it’s alright…” he reassured the profusely sweating and wide eyed man, who was clearly confused about his current whereabouts, but was starting to come to the more he felt the professor’s hands gently fluttering across his skin.

For a few seconds it took the man a bit to catch his sanity, gasping hoarsely as his eyes darted around to hopefully find a means to the end of his dry mouth. “I-…uh…” his hands now fumbling around the sheets. Levi could roughly guess what it was the other was searching for, and quickly grabbed the half full bottle for him and unscrewed the lid before handing it over.

“Here, drink first,” the raven haired man nodded gently before reaching slowly with a shaking hand and taking in the refreshing liquid, letting out a slight exhale of relief when he pulled it from his lips. “Better?” The educator asked softly, hand at Remi’s clammy shoulder trying to search for life within him.

“Y-yeah…” he gasped now running a hand through his slightly damp locks. “Nightmares…they happen a lot…” he muttered slightly embarrassed to have been perceived in such a vulnerable state. The leopard nodded empathetically, lovingly tracing circles at the back of Remi’s neck with the pad of his finger.

“You know what, I have an idea,” Levi smiled thoughtfully, a display of genius spreading across his face before getting up and walking over to his desk. He disconnected his webcam but kept the microphone in use, just muted currently. Remi cocked an eyebrow as he patiently watched the other flitter about. Picking up his laptop Levi brought it over to the bed where he slid in beside the man. “No speaking,” he said bringing his index to his lips before settling in comfortably, the wolf slightly giddy, rested his head on the other’s lap while Levi’s laptop more or less sat at his knees. ‘This is perfect,’ Remi thought inwardly, if his tail was out, it would be wagging. The professor unmuted his mic.

“Sorry guys, for the rest of class you won’t be graced with my beautiful face, my friend needs some comfort, and I don’t want to expose their sicky features, they wouldn’t appreciate that being their first intro to my class,” he tried to play it off, like truly he was really just a thoughtful friend. Some of the students seemed touched, even a soft gentle “Awe,” could be heard from a few of the girls.

‘If only they knew,’ Remi snickered within his head as he buried his face into the educator’s lap, who carried on with the rest of his lesson, his right hand loosely playing with a few of the dark strands of hair. The raven haired man sighed with contentment, then he realized, the small nap, added with the pills he took earlier, actually left him feeling a tad better than when he passed out. Though, the throbbing in his head still haunted his skull, he was very much well enough to push it back. Confront it later. Well enough to be completely and utterly aware of the fact that his head was laying directly on Levi’s dick. He could just…easily…no. He had to behave, although…there wasn’t any cam recording this so…why not, right? As the white haired man above him ran his fingers absently through his own moistened locks, he rubbed his cheek, gently, tenderly, against the front of Levi’s pants. Said man, shifted slightly, a gentle hue of pink dusted across his cheeks as he became conscious of Remi’s location and actions.

‘It’s fine…he’s just adjusting…he wouldn’t…break the rules right NOW…would he?” Levi shuddered as he felt another brush against him, but it felt like there was a heavier force applied. “I-I would like to hear 3 more uh…3 more of your guys’ prompts, before we end class today,” managing to get through his words before he looked down to see Remi’s darkened emeralds gazing up at him already. ‘Stop!’ He mouthed toward the student, but a small smirk splashed across the side of his mouth and the wolf only took that as a challenge. Not an actual cease and desist. He turned his face inwardly now, using his teeth to undo the front of the educator’s pants. Levi was trying really hard to do his best at paying attention but he couldn’t stop his body from reacting in the ways it did. Length already hardening at the idea of any sort of real world attention. “A-And th-then what will your…uh…main body be, Jesus?” He asked trying to seem engaged. His eyes glanced back down as he watched the wolf bury and nuzzle his face against the tightening space in his pants. Remi doing a much better job at being silent than he had earlier.

Levi let out a shaky, long exhale as he continued to listen to the rest of his student’s excerpt. “Really g-…” rolling his eyes back into his head as he felt Remi slowly sliding him out of the confines of his pants. “Good…I’m sure it’ll be, very….engaging,” his head dropped back to focus, trying to will his ceruleans to stay open and glued to the screen. The troublemaker had sprung forth the professor’s hardened length, and teased it with the tip of his tongue, sliding it across the base and around the tip. He wasn’t just going to let him have it. He was going to make the other absolutely wild for it. Levi took another shaky breath inward. ‘Two more….two more concepts….’ Certain he could push through this sort of mental and physical torment as he tried not to seem too desperate. Yet, his cock was already threatening to leak over, as the wolf caught a trailing bead rolling away, with the flattened surface of his tongue. “Ooooh…Kay…” he tried to disguise the very shaky and unstable sound to his voice. “Samant-…tha, you’re turn let’s uh…hear it!” He was trying so hard to push a persona of cheerfulness, no worries or cares in the world. Alas, he kept coming up empty. His brain could only focus on the one thing he wanted more than anything, Remi.

Who was taking his sweet time in exploring and savoring the taste, the feeling, of his favorite educator’s length. God how he had craved any part of the other to be against him, and now he had him right where he wanted him. With just the right precision, Remi’s lips wrapped around the tip of Levi’s cock, sucking, gently, swirling his tongue in a gentle fashion across the tender hole. “F-…” the leopard tried his best to keep his composure but it was slowly crumbling under him as the insane pressure to his tip rocked him. “Fantastic!” He responded breathlessly as his student finished. “Loved it, Sam, keep it ….up,” he sucked in a rough breath of air, before biting his lower lip harshly. Trying to use pain as a distraction, but somehow it really only made it worse.

“Okay…last one,” he squeaked, sounding much more obviously strained, it was starting to cause a few of the students to raise their eyebrows in question. Remi meanwhile, slowly slid himself further down Levi’s length, encapsulating it with his tongue and tightened throat. His motions were painfully slow. The professor sucked on his lower lip now, doing whatever he could to keep the desperate urge to moan away. Yet, Remi felt like he would do absolutely anything just to hear it echo in the same space as him. He knew better, even if he was crossing a line.

The leopard’s fingers curled and tightened within Remi’s hair, trying to apply force, or change the tempo, yet the larger maintained whatever pace, he wanted to be at. This was driving Levi absolutely wild, he had stopped listening a while ago and was now looking down just to watch, his ceruleans tracing over the other’s busy features.

“I uh…Thank you, for……” he took a breath “Sharing, that would conclude class for today so, every bo-…” feeling himself hit the back of Remi’s throat was almost enough to make him explode, but he didn’t. “Body, get started on those assignments…..” he hesitated “Oh and Welcome back,” before he ended the zoom call abruptly, not even taking a second to answer any questions he slammed his laptop shut and shot his gaze down to look directly at Remi that popped off the other’s length. “Seriously???”

“What?” The wolf licked his lips with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“During class? And also…I said through the phone only!” The leopard slightly panicked but, god it felt so good he really truly didn’t want it to end. He didn’t realize HOW good it was going to feel even with such bare minimum attention.

“I can’t help myself…you’ve been..so good to me I just wanna…” sucking his lower lip in between two hungry rows of teeth before releasing it, eyes never leaving the other, “Return the favor,” the smaller couldn’t even begin to fathom what was happening as he slowly started to slide into lust.

“We, can’t…” whispering not because anyone would hear them, but he may become far too aware of the situation. “You’re…sick…I’ll get…sick,” he whimpered now, as Remi raised his body to press their foreheads together.

“Tell me it’s worth it…” the wolf whispered, his hand slipping tenderly up the side of Levi’s flushed freckled face, cradling the other’s jaw within his palm. The smaller blushed, brightly, his body froze almost. How could he….? Yet as those purple circled emeralds stared over at him he couldn’t help but swallow a large lump that had formed in his throat.

“It’s worth it…..” his voice barely audible as the words fell off his lips, the answer enough to send the wolf up, and crashing their mouths together. Reunited at long last with those distantly familiar soft lips. Remi couldn’t hold back the guttural groan that boiled up from his chest as their tongues slid past working mouths. Losing themselves in a sea of needless passion, Remi’s hand found itself grabbing hold of Levi’s still exposed length. The leopard broke the kiss and took a deep gasp inward as he felt the other’s grip encase his swollen length.

“J-Just…hands and…and mouths okay?” He asked shyly, not quite ready to go all the way with the man while he was this unwell. He wanted to hold out for getting the absolute best treatment. Didn’t mean he would walk away from this empty handed. Literally. The student nodded gently, he understood. He also deep inside wanted the first time with the small cat to be special, not like this..though this was a pretty special occasion to him, he could wait.

“Okay,” he answered finally, leaving the smaller excited, and pleasantly surprised that there was no need to bicker over it. Their mouth reconnected in a sloppy, and wet fever while hands roamed each other’s bodies, Remi’s more specifically ripped his off, button by button. Finally his free palm pressed flush against the space where he could feel the educator’s heart beating rapidly. “Your hearting is going insane…” he breathed against the other’s lips, placing chaste, small pecks against his nose and chin. Fingers still grasping and massaging the man’s length.

“You…make me insane…” he responded with a heavy tone, Remi growled low under his breath and captured his lips again. A few more moments being lost in each other’s mouths while the wolf’s hands remained expert against the melting cat.

“Good,” was all the man could retort with, as he was far too busy making sure his mouth never left the leopard’s skin. He’d wanted this for weeks, even in the simplest form of it all…just kissing him. Luckily, that wasn’t all they were doing, and would do…he was busy, deep in his exploration as his hand trailed downward between Levi’s cheeks, slipping his finger through just to get a tease.

“R-Rem..w-wait…” he pressed their foreheads together, the wolf did pause, but only for a few motions.

“You said hands and mouths…” he failed to see how any rules were being broken in this moment.

“Y-yeah…okay…yeah…” shaking his head slowly, he realized he was getting lost in his own desires, not making any sense in his own head as he reached in to place hot open mouth sucking kisses against the side of Remi’s neck. Who in turn, rolled his eyes back, and slipped his fingers forward, now unstoppable as he had been waiting for so long to just get a taste of the other’s insides. His middle finger padded around, and prodded at the other’s puckered hole. Hungry for him as he peaked the tip just barely through the barrier. The professor shook, his hands desperately grabbing at Remi’s arms, chest, now the waistband of his sweats. He’d seen how big it was on camera, now he couldn’t wait to see it in person.

They both shuddered under each other’s advancing and heated movements. Levi’s own hand finding it’s way through into Remi’s pants and taking the awaiting firm cock in his heated palm. They both groaned in unison, while the wolf slid a digit inside the wanting cat.

“Aa-..ah,” Levi huffed against the crook of the student’s bare neck. He couldn’t hold in the way he felt anymore, it was so good. He released a careless moan, high pitched, it was like a song to Remi, he’d never heard that even when he watched him use toys on video.

“I love your sounds…” Remi chuffed in between swirling his greedy finger inside the other’s wet hole, and allowing his hips to graciously twitch into each passionate movement of his crush’s fingers. Both of them were a mess of bodies as they crunched up beside each other, hands exploring their forbidden places while mouths clashed against different unexplored areas of flesh above the belt.

They both felt something burning inside them other than the obvious lust they felt for one another. For the first time he had ever been intimate with someone, Levi was enjoying himself. He actually felt like he couldn’t get enough, his body was overdue for the feeling that coursed through him currently. His moans and whimpers sensual, and velvety, something so sweet to the wolf’s ears as he added a second finger inside of the cat. “Fuck…you’d feel so fucking good on my cock…” growling with lust driven excitement. Goosebumps littered the smaller’s freckled skin now, his shirt torn to shreds and hanging off his flushed shoulders. Ravaged by the larger.

“I’d give anything for it…” vulnerable, too vulnerable, too honest. He would, he at this very given point and moment in time, would throw away his entire career to spend the rest of his life to feel this way with the other.

“Tell me,” he huffed darkly into Levi’s ear, his fingers working faster, plunging in with circular motions before drawing them back out. Repeat. His motions getting faster the more he felt the educator slide those softened thin fingers around his length. Trying to connect the two, trying so desperately to picture what it would feel like to have his length replaced with his fingers as of right now.

“I-I’d move you in….” He responded, almost a little too quickly, like he considered it. His hand gripping, and teasing the larger’s length, squeezing with every word, “Get fired, I don’t care…I’d work in grocery if I had too…” his voice was so much different than it was usually carried. The raven haired man found great pleasure in bringing out such a naughty side to the educator.

“Yeah? You’d do all that?” The wolf chuckled darkly, now working a third finger inside the drooling cat, who’s forehead long gave up, resting against the other’s shoulder as he panted. “Just for me?”

“Just for you,” Remi could nearly lose it right there with the words that fell off Levi’s swollen lips.

“Say it again,” his voice much darker, his hips now shifting faster with the leopard’s constantly teasing hand. His own palm quite busy fucking the little cat’s hole where he wish his dick could.

“Just for you,” Levi whimpered again, weakly truly unable to hold back the dizzy feeling he was getting in the back of his head, as he could feel the pleasure hitting him while Remi’s fingers assaulted his prostate.

“Who?” The wolf growled again, now within the messy haired man’s ear, gripping hold of his lobe after he spoke.

“You…” another breathless answer, straining to speak as their desires built up within the core of their groins.

“Who’s you? WHO,” almost sounding angry at this point, it would terrify any normal person, but no, not Levi, it only drove him closer to the edge as his hand worked tirelessly to pleasure the demanding wolf that almost hovered him. Taking a free hand to grip at his own spilling length, he couldn’t take it, he needed to release.

“Remi…” doing his best to answer, to obey, to be the other’s good little kitten. God, this wasn’t like himself, he would never come undone like this for anyone else…but this man, had an absolute chokehold on him.

“That’s right, Just for Remi, right?” Moving his fingers slower, before quickening, then slower, hovering out his entrance before a rough pound upward into Levi’s sensitive bud.

“Just for Remi,” he mewled again, Remi leaned back, needing to catch a glimpse of the other’s pathetically flushed face. That was it right there. Between the declaration, and the look on that small man’s face, he knew he was no longer able to hold it all back.

“God, I’m going to fucking cum,” his hips moved with a desperate quickness as Levi’s fingers continued to squeeze and slip tightly over his swollen shaft.

“Please?” The leopard begged, finally opening his bright blue orbs to connect with the other, both of them shuddered as they made eye contact.

“Stop it…Jesus Christ…everything you say I swear to god….” It was proving to be too much, Remi could only hold back for so long, and between the look on the educator’s face and everything that was happening, his hips stuttered, they froze. “Shit, I’m….” He blew his seed in between the two of them as he never loosened his motions, refusing to give up til he could make the other feel just as good.

“Remi…” it started off confident, loud, but it faded into a strangled cry as he too, spilled over the edge of pleasure and into the palm of his own hand, trying to minimize the clean up. Their bodies leaned up against each other as their hands went limp, and Remi pulled his fingers out of the other. They took a moment to catch their breaths.

Minutes passed and Levi couldn’t help but chuckle loosely. “So…are you going to take care of me when I inevitably catch whatever virus is living inside you?” The wolf’s body moved slightly as he laughed soundlessly, just a few huffs through his open mouth.

“Of course…that was the whole plan…to buy myself more time alone together,” they both now laid back against the mountain of pillows behind them, cracking playful smiles towards each other.

“You dog!” Smirking confidently towards Levi, he shrugged his shoulders.

“Maybe but…just for you,” both of them turning to look at each other from the side. Blue orbs scanned over tired, and still pretty worn down features. While Remi looked over that of such healthy, but exhausted ones.

“You need more meds, and rest,” almost completely changing the vibe, even after all that? Remi felt a bit slighted, but he understood. Clearly, Levi wasn’t one for breaking many rules, nor being close to anyone, if this was stressful territory, the wolf would just have to be patient. Eventually things would fall where they needed to.

“Yeah, you’re right…back rubs?” He looked at the other now with a pouting face and sparkling greens eyes. The professor could only laugh in response and nodding his head to assuredly answer his request.

“I can do that…” Levi responded again with that same expression on his face, like Remi puts all the stars in the sky for him. Every time the professor gave him that look, the wolf melted inside a little more. As the educator pulled out some Vicks vapor rub, he gently assisted and moreover took charge, while Remi laid back and allowed himself to be taken care of. Grumbling happily as Levi cleaned him up and applied the vapor to his heaving chest. “Good?” He asked for reassurance.

“Amazing…” letting out a deep exhale that was more than enough to satisfy the man helping him. Levi felt whole. He felt like he was truly right where he was meant to be.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’re better in no time,” with a movement so gentle, he leaned forward and placed a loving, tender kiss across the other’s heated forehead.

“I’d like that…” Remi’s heart raced, fluttered and flipped. He was more than Hot for Teacher. He was falling madly in love with him more and more everyday, and he could only hope that the other was too.

To Be Continued….

Author’s Notes: Maaaaan it’s so hard to write when you’re pet sitting two maniac dogs and trying to work, and help people with school stuff, and write, and NOT BLOW YOUR OWN BRAINS OUT. I just wish to live in a small tank where I can write my silly little fics of me and my friend’s silly little OCs. Anyway. Hope you guys enjoyed!

[m-jelly]

heyooo I was wondering if I could request a shy!/awkward!Levi trying to hide his little (*ahem* huge) crush on reader by using ‘various methods of secrecy’ but he can’t hide his sudden change of character around the vets who give him a hard time for it?

got writer’s block and need some fluff :)

@kenkopanda-art <3

Finding a way to love

Levi x fem!Reader

Canon world, fluff, romance, shy Levi, confessions, love letters, admin reader, Levi trying.

Levi has fallen deeply and madly in love with the sweet new admin, you. He tries so hard to talk to you and confess, but he's clumsy with love and his feelings. He tries everything he can to confess to you and admit his feelings. His friends notice and decide to give him a little help.

@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @notgoodforlife @demonsimp6 @nbinairyn

Words flowed out of him when he put pen to paper, but it was never the same in person. There was something so magnetic about you. You were so beautiful, pretty, kind, smart and sweet. Every single time he met you it just made his heart flutter.

His eyes scanned the paper to see the lovely tidy writing in front of him. A rare smile spread over his lips, he was satisfied with what he had made finally. He sealed up the letter and placed a wax seal on the envelope. Now, he just needed to deliver it to you.

He was quick and quiet as he moved down the hall. It was quiet in the base because most people were asleep, Levi thought he wasn't seen but he was wrong. As he made his way to your room the eyes of a very tall friend watched him.

Mike was amused by his grumpy friend running around in the night attempting to do romantic things. Part of him wanted to tease Levi, but he knew better. He was very aware that Levi was an emotional man, he just kept it locked up. He also knew that Levi was very clean and had some personal issues about contact so, seeing him pursue someone made Mike happy that Levi was finding a drive in life after the loss of his friends.

He had to time it right. As soon as Levi hurried back Mike blocked his path. "What are you doing?"

Levi went bright red. "Tch, none of your fucking business."

"You're in love with her, aren't you? Our little admin cutie."

He turned his gaze away. "So what if I am? You going to take the piss?"

Mike folded his arms. "I considered it, but I think instead I might help. I know someone we need to talk to."

"Who?"

The tall blonde waved to Levi to get him to follow. "This way."

It concerned Levi that he was caught, but he knew very well help in this situation was good for him. He instantly knew where he was he moved down the hall. He didn't think Erwin could help, he wasn't aware of his dating past but the more help he could get, the better.

Mike opened Erwin's office door to see he was working like usual. "We need your advice."

Erwin looked up. "Is it to do with training or a mission?"

"Asking a girl on a date."

Erwin sat up. "Right. Who's asking who out?"

Levi walked over and grumbled. "Me." He said your name. "I l-love her. I-I want to...date her..."

"What have you done so far?"

"Written her romantic letters, but not signed them."

Erwin hummed in thought. "Do you talk to her face-to-face?"

"I-I have, b-but I get flustered."

"Got it. Well, let's make a plan of action."

The three men talked throughout the night making plans for Levi to act on. They were going to make sure that Levi would ask you out in the most romantic manner possible. In the morning, he went out into the training fields and collected a big bunch of wildflowers. Next, he wrote a letter with his full confession.

Levi dressed up in his nice suit and avoided everyone so he wasn't questioned. It was a lot for him to confess his love to you and he really didn't want an audience. Getting you alone was important, so he went to your office and as soon as he walked in he saw you were reading a love letter he made you with a cute smile on your face.

You gazed at Levi as your heart skipped a beat, for a while you'd been in love with the Captain and you had noticed he was so soft with you. The letters started not long after he was sweeter to you, so you figured Levi was your secret admirer. You tried to get close to him, but he seemed to get flustered.

You rose to your feet and approached him. "Want me to lock the door?"

"Y-Yes."

You locked up your office door and turned to the sweet Captain. "I'm all yours now, Levi."

He shoved the flowers into your arms. "Tch, t-take them!"

You felt your heart flutter at the beautiful bouquet in your arms. "These are beautiful, thank you." You moved closer to him as he clenched up. "May I kiss your cheek?"

He gulped hard as he gripped his blazer. "I-I umm...uh...you..."

"If you don't feel comfortable I won't."

He grabbed your wrist and yanked you over to him, but he used too much strength causing his nose to bang against your cheek. "A-Ah, s-sorry."

You hummed a laugh. "It's okay." You tilted your head and kissed his cheek. "Thank you for all your letters too. You're incredibly romantic."

"You're welcome." He blushed hard when he realised what you'd said. "You...you knew?"

You nodded as you placed the flowers in a vase of water. "Yes." You moved to your desk and revealed all the letters in your drawer. "I kept all of them. They make me so happy. I adore every single one of them. I tried talking to you about them, but you would get so nervous and flustered that you'd run." You moved closer to him. "I'm glad you're not now." You pointed to the letter in his front pocket. "This another letter for me?"

He grabbed your hand and stopped you from taking it. "I...don't want you to read it."

"Something wrong?"

He released a long sigh. "I want to tell you how I feel and not a letter."

You sat on the edge of your desk and smiled at the cute Captain. "I'm all ears."

He gulped hard. "I can do this." He released a long sigh before grabbing your face in both hands and kissing you roughly. He hummed in delight when you clung to him happily and kissed him back. He pulled back and panted. "S-sorry, I said I would confess but ended up kissing you." He gulped hard. "You're just so kissable."

You giggled. "You're so cute."

He hugged you tightly causing your face to press against his chest. "S-sorry, your face is just...I just want to kiss you. I need to..." He sighed. "I'm in love with you. I want to be with you. I will be clumsy and I'm sorry in advance, but I will work hard to be the perfect boyfriend to you. I want to be with you forever." He released a long sigh and let you go. "That's how I feel." He looked you in the eyes. "You are so smart, kind, caring, funny and beautiful. You keep me guessing and I'm always in awe of you. You're incredible beyond words can describe. You're this shining light in my life, like the light that filtered through one small part of the underground city."

You welled up at his sweet words. "Oh, Levi. I want you too. You sweet and romantic man."

[pinetoyles]

Let's have fun with your anons, tell us your headcanons for the daddy's boy!au. Maybe that's what they want. (That's for sure what I want).

On a scale of 1 to 10, how kinky is Levi for daddy? How does dom!daddy Erwin treat him? How did they meet? Give us the deets! (I'm totally obsessed with that au, I'm not gonna forget to ask you for more.)

That's good questions, I wish I knew answers for them 😂 Actually I never thought about this universe details, I created this punkish Levi just bcs of my obsession with idea of skinny punk styled boys and their muscular bfs🫦 And I have nobody to discuss it with, so didn't have a reason to develop this au...

But okay, let me think

(english is not my first language so sorry for rough writing style, I swear in native language I'd described everything better ㅠㅠ)

First of all, Levi is really, really cocky and harsh man despite the fact (or better to say because of) that he's canonically short and skinny. Since childhood he wasn't treated well by other children and teachers bcs of this, he was considered as 'weak' and 'looking like a girl' by them, so he grew up bratty and a bit cold tempered to protect himself from cruel world, so when he finally met a man who liked him just for who he was, he developed that tsundere attitude towards him, not believing him for a long time, but now he accepted Erwin's love and even somehow could confess his own feelings, he became softer and kinder (only to Erwin, huh), but in the bed he often becomes as bratty is he was when Erwin met him and Erwin LOVES IT

I dunno yet how and when they met, I want to think about it more thoroughly, but Erwin definitely a bit older, a lot higher (everything canonically, okay), he's mascular, workouts at least thrice a week (so it would be easy to fxck his fav boy while holding him in his hands❤️), has a great well-paid job, owns a big apartment and expensive car (huh I'm sweating, where do I find this kind of man, too... lucky Levi)

He's very delicate, respectful gentleman, totally unproblematic green flag and before meeting Levi he wasn't kinky at all. Maybe he's bisexual and previously dated only women but now he chose to be happy and date a man 🫦 Coming back to kinks... With Levi he developed A LOT of them. Levi likes praising, so Erwin praises him a lot during s3x (but not only) like "good boy", "you're doing so well", "you're so beautiful with my cùm all over your face, babe", "I love to see your beautiful eyes, when you sucking me off, please look at me, love", "your moans are like honey to my ears, please, be louder, babe" etc

He loves seeing Levi vulnerable and protect him at all costs, making him comfortable, sometimes he thinks that he loves after care even more than s3x itself: wiping their s3men from Levi's skin, kissing his sensitive spots, licking new hickeys, preparing a bath, carry Levi to bathroom etc

Btw Levi likes to bite Erwin when he's at his highest and Erwin absolutely loves it, he's not very sensitive to pain, he lets Levi do whatever he wants, and sometimes Levi, when he's angry for whatever reason, may be reeeeally aggressive in bed

And they're switching! Not really into idea that someone always tops and the other always bottoms, but before Levi, Erwin couldn't imagine being fxcked in the ass 🍑 He moans so nice, too 🫦

What about other kinks... they try a lot of things, I guess, they both like to try new, but it's usually Levi, who suggests things to try and to buy (including shib@ri, pet play, vibrat0rs etc etc even *cough-cough* don't kick me on this one — sounding practice)

Although Levi is sensitive he's into some pain and firstly Erwin didn't agree to do something painful to him like spanking, but they discussed it a lot (Erwin CAN talk through his mouth, Levi not really used to) and now Erwin's ok with these practices, but he always controls a situation. Levi's always safe with him ❤️

Somehow all the lore I reduced to smut, how's this happend.... anyways, thank you for letting me spill some tea, feel free to ask more questions I'd like to speak more about them 😭 Maybe I'll even write a fic about this universe (sadly not in english, otherwise it'll be really bad 🥴)