#Conny for breaking his good broom while fucking about with Jean

[marcobodtlives]

Levi would never disrespect a tea cup so much by hurtling it at someone’s head.

By by god he’s come this fucking close and some of these bratty scouts are really begging for it -

[capitainelevi]

21 + a wittle rivetra??? 🥺🥺🥺

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“I’ll take care of it.”

Hello!! Since I already did 21, I chose another one, I hope that`s alright!!

This is the first chapter of a fic I was planning to write and dropped, but I hope you`ll enjoy it as a one-shot!

Come what may

After her squad gave her a second chance at life, Petra made her decision: she would follow Levi until her last day.

Canon universe.

Word count: 2404

She killed them.

Gunther.

Eld.

Oluo.

Her squad.

Her family.

They were dead, and Petra did not understand why she was not. Maybe it was her way of tormenting her by leaving her alive, knowing the images of their mangled corpses would not leave her until the day she closed her eyes for good. She and the Female Titan stared at each other, and Petra dropped her blades to the ground. A roar from Eren`s transformation shook the forest, but Petra was unmoved. It got Annie`s attention as she moved away from Petra, determined to return and put an end to it once her mission was over. A mercy killing in her eyes.

Levi passed the tomb of his squad with grief painted on his face. He let them down. No regrets, Levi kept telling himself, and yet, Levi knew they would haunt his sleepless nights from that day on. He had been too late.

Gunther, the first member Levi recruited on his team. Their quiet nature made it so they always found solace in each other`s presence. Eld, always cheerful and ready to give someone a hand. Despite being complete opposites, he and Gunther had been childhood friends. Levi could just hope that wherever their souls went, they still got to be together. Loud Oluo, always ready to play the hero. The most skillful soldier Levi ever trained, but equally annoying. His obsession with always trying to imitate Levi always left him cold. And her. As much as he hated to admit it, his favorite subordinate. Skilled, kind, clean, cheerful, beautiful Petra. Levi closed his eyes, unprepared to have her mangled corpse in front of his eyes.

When he opened them again, Levi could have almost cried with relief. Petra was full of cuts and blood, but that was not the cause of Levi`s worry. It was the eyes. Her eyes were dead. Levi knew that look too well, as he was met with that image when he took a glimpse in the mirror on the day he realized his mother would not wake up again.

Levi landed next to her, but Petra paid his presence no mind. He sheathed his swords, worried about the reaction the girl could have at his sight, and he took her face in his hands, treating her as if she were a porcelain doll he was scared of breaking.

"Petra?"

But his words went unanswered. Petra did not even give him a glimpse. She was paralyzed with fear. She did not even flinch when Levi shook her by the shoulders.

"Ral, we have to go."

Her sight was fixated ahead of her, on the spot where the Female Titan used to be. Petra could not even feel her limbs anymore. She could not think. The only image in front of her eyes was of those big, blue, dead eyes.

"Ral!"

Levi shook her harder, and Petra flinched at the sudden intrusion. Her eyes focused on the warm liquid dripping down on her legs.

"Oh."

Levi took his cloak and wrapped it around her waist. Not that he cared what other people would think of Petra for soiling herself, but he attempted to make her as comfortable as he could. Seeing her in this state, Levi knew there were no chances of her continuing the mission. He wanted to yell in frustration, hit the tree with his bare knuckles over and over again until he drew blood. But the mission had to be completed. He had to save Eren. Or all the lives sacrificed would have all been in vain.

He took Petra in his arms, and her lack of reaction to it did not go unnoticed on his side. Levi felt like he was carrying a lifeless body in his arms, a doll, and he hoped it would not be her faith. No, he would make sure that she would not be lost.

Levi laid her down against a tree trunk- "I need to go, and I need you to wait for me here until I come back for you. I`ll take care of it."

Levi saw her face twist in fear as she grabbed his wrist painfully tight to keep him on the spot. He took her hand in his and rubbed her soft skin. He was close to breaking down alongside her, with anger and pain. But he cleared his mind and tried to find the best way to calm down his subordinate.

"You`re safe, I promise. Do you trust me?"

Petra nodded, and Levi shot his hooks in the tree trunk without taking another look behind him. He knew that another glance at her and he would make it a priority getting her to the medical cart. But he had wasted enough time already.

That bitch needed to pay. Levi poured all of his anger into his blades. He cut harder than he knew himself possible of doing. A slice for Gunther. One for Eld. One for Oluo. And another one for Petra. Over and over again. He would have cut her until there was not a piece of flesh left on her if that brat would have listened to him and stayed back.

Levi put Eren in Mikasa`s arms, and while his leg hurt like a bitch, he did not want to delay getting to Petra for one moment longer.

"He`s fine. Take him to the medical cart, and tell them to prepare themselves for my subordinate. And to come to meet me with three stretchers for the bodies."

Mikasa nodded, and Levi watched over her until she disappeared from his line of vision, making sure she was not being followed. Using his ODM with a broken ankle was excruciating, but he had been away for too long. Levi found her in the same position he left her in. Petra flinched when he heard him approach, and he grabbed her shoulders. The gesture calmed her down slightly, but Levi could still notice the terror in her eyes. His heart broke at the sight of her.

Using the ODM gear by himself was dangerous. With her in his arms, it was an impossible task. Levi took Petra up in his arms and started making his way back to the camp slowly. His leg was killing him, but he tried to pay it no mind, focusing on the girl in his arms instead. Watching her chest rise and fall softly, he assured himself that she was still alive in his arms. It did not take long until a couple of recruits noticed them and hurried to help them.

Levi passed Petra to one of the recruits while he struggled to get on his horse. One of Eren`s friends, Jean, if he could remember correctly. The young man`s face fell when he noted the state Petra was in. Over the weeks, she had gotten close to the brats, winning them over on the spot with her baking skills. Levi had to make sure to shoo away daily intruders from his kitchen, and by the end of the first week, they had all learned how skilled Levi was with a broom and not just at sweeping the floors. He called Petra into his office to ban baking, and he found a plate of freshly baked cookies on his desk the next morning- "For Cpt. L,", with a small heart drawn next to his name.

Levi signaled for Jean to give Petra back to him, but he hesitated- "You`re hurt, sir. I can help you take her back."

"Tsk, I can handle it. I need you to retrieve the rest of my squad. And make sure you don`t do a shitty job with wrapping them."

Jean nodded, not willing to disobey a direct order from a commanding officer. He helped Levi take Petra back into his arms, giving one last glance at the woman before joining Connie and Armin to take care of the men he looked up to no more than a day ago.

Petra put her head on Levi`s chest and closed her eyes, soothed by the sound of his heartbeat. She was still in shock, not grasping the full extent of that day`s events. Levi`s arms around her trembling form gave her a sense of safety, that maybe the Female Titan would not return to look for her.

"Levi! Petra!"

A loud yell pulled Petra out of her trance, and she almost fell off of Levi`s horse in her sudden panic. Levi pulled her back up and held onto her closer, trying to calm her down once again.

"Shitty glasses, the fuck were you thinking?"

Hange and Erwin came to join them and helped the hurt soldiers get off the horse. At the contact with the ground, his ankle almost gave up on him, and it did not go unnoticed by Erwin.

"You`re hurt."

Levi tried to brush it off. His injury was not a priority now, but getting Petra checked out by a doctor was.

"It`s fine. I need to get Petra to a medical cart."

"Did your squad-"

Levi shook his head, not wanting the conversation to go on in front of the girl. Hange got busy checking up on her, examining her pupils, and looking for any serious wounds.

"She seems fine, Levi. Just in shock. But you should still take her."

When he tried to get Petra from Erwin`s arms, he just shook his head- "I can carry her. You need to ease up the pressure on your ankle."

Levi was beginning to get annoyed with people assuming he was not in a position to care for his subordinate. It just twisted the knife in the wound to be reminded that indeed, he was not able to do so.

They laid Petra down on one of the carts and called over one of the doctors. Levi gripped the young man by his collar- "Oi, make sure you take good care of her. If you don`t wash her wounds properly and she gets an infection, I`m coming after you."

The doctor`s eyes widened in fear, and he just nodded fervently at Levi`s request. Erwin intervened, pulling Levi away from the man- "I`m sure they can handle it, Levi. Come with me."

Levi was walking away by Erwin`s side when he turned around abruptly- "And find her some spare pants."

"Your squad. That`s unfortunate. We will make sure they did not give their hearts in vain."

Levi just nodded and chose to stay quiet while Erwin laid out his theories and plans to him. His sight kept drifting to the medical cart, and his feet ached with the yearn to make his way back to her. A sudden question pulled Levi out of his thoughts- "Will she be alright?"

"I don`t know."

Levi had no answer to that question. But he knew he would do anything in his power to help her. It was his responsibility to take care of her now. Levi only left the side of the medical cart once and prayed that Petra did not see him give the order to throw their bodies off the cart.

On their way through the crowds, Levi barely acknowledged the roar of discontentment threatening to swallow them whole. The ungratefulness of those people, their belittling of the young dreamers who dared to sacrifice their lives in hope of a better future, always left Levi cold.

That night, Levi scrubbed his hands until he drew blood, trying to get the stains that were long gone out of his skin. He would never clean it. Their blood. With the image of their bodies floating in his vision, Levi failed to notice her presence in the room. He felt a pair of soft hands on him and he raised his eyes to her.

Petra`s hair was disheveled, her clothes were wrinkled, and her eyes were red and puffy from all the tears she shed. But she still tried to give a sad smile to him.

"That`s enough, captain."- Petra told him as she turned the water off. She took the towel from the counter and cleaned his wounds, but Levi did not miss the slight flinch she gave when she noticed her hands had gotten bloody as well.

Petra dropped the towel on the ground and sat down at the empty dinner table. Levi opened his mouth to speak, but she stopped him before he could get a word out.

"We have to keep going. For them." Petra swallowed, aware of the lump constantly present in her throat. "We can`t allow their deaths to have been in vain."

Levi could only nod at her words.

Petra whispered so softly that he barely noticed it- "I don`t want to be alone tonight."

Levi did not have to give a second thought before giving his answer- "Me neither." It was the last thing he wanted. He had no one by his side to help him grieve when he lost Isabel and Farlan. He needed Petra.

He sat down next to her, and he could feel Petra`s hands around his, and he squeezed them back. He wished he knew how he could take some of her pain on his shoulders. He wondered if it would be inappropriate to embrace her again.

His train of thoughts was interrupted before he could muster the courage- "I trust you with my life, captain."

But Levi had no answer to her promise. He felt like he was not worthy of her devotion. Not after that day.

"I want to devote my life to you." Levi did not see any hesitation in Petra`s eyes, and it fascinated and scared him all the same. They stared into each other`s eyes for what felt like hours until Petra broke the spell, getting up abruptly to prepare tea for the two of them.

When Petra opened the cupboard, Levi could sense the storm coming when he noticed her getting five cups ready. He was on the verge of making his way to her when he heard Petra whisper to herself- "Just two cups... there will never be five cups again."

They drank their tea in silence, in the room both too empty and filled with the squad`s presence at the same time.

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[alygatorwrites]

Hey baby! This match up event is such a fun idea, it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy 🥰

Also sorry for the long answers I just wanted to make it as easy as possible (and not because I want YOU to marry me 😤)

my name is sage

my pronouns or she / her

my sexuality is straight

my sign is cancer

my love language is quality time and acts of service

I love it when my partner goes out of their way to do something special for us, and I much prefer experience gifts rather than material gifts, like a weekend away or taking me to a restaurant or surprising me with a dinner or going for a walk together (pls I sound like a dog)

my hobbies and interests

I love animals with a passion and you will find me volunteering any chance I get! I’m a big fan of travelling and I would do it everyday if I could, my favourite places to go are Italy, greece and Australia. I’m also in love with Switzerland! But yeah anything beachy and woodsy is where my happy place is. I also love to journal about the places I have been, and collecting little souvenirs on the way. I’m like a magpie it’s crazy how much stuff I have from my travels.

my personality

my mbti type is isfp and I’m more of an ambivert, I’m outgoing with friends and family but I’m a bit more reserved when it comes to people I haven’t met before and would prefer if they started the convo first. After that initial awkwardness (which I hate with a passion) I’m good at carrying a convo. Once you get to know me I’m more of an extrovert. Over text I’m the most extroverted person but in person, I’m a lil shy and reserved until I get to know you.

I’m also VERY clumsy, I never seem to finish my day without breaking something or waking up with a new bruise. There was one time I literally broke 3 plates and dropped 4 glasses all in one day…..and the amount of times I trip or fall up the stairs. I seriously need a warning sign around my neck. I’ve also been told I have a bit of a resting bitch face but I swear I’m nice :)

I’m known to my friends as the funny one of the group and very free spirited. I have never been in a relationship and I don’t feel I need to be in one right now. I’m not looking for anyone at the moment, and I wouldn’t go out of my way to find someone (ie dating apps). I’d rather find them along the way. As you could probably tell, I’m more on the independent side and as of right now, I’m just enjoying that.

physical description

It’ll be a lot easier is I just add a picrew for the physical description cause I finally found one that looks like me :)

And OF COURSE I want some nsfw headcanons!! You’re nsfw writing is what keeps me going BABYYY

I’m so excited to see who you pick for me mamas! *BIG FAT SMOOCHES* ilysm 💖

♡ 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧

→ your caring and charitable persona is what draws jean in, along with the fact that you’re pretty as hell. while he can be blunt and stubborn, this man finds himself magnetized toward those who are lively and vivacious — this is you! add in your sense of humor and he is instantly fixated on establishing a relationship.

→ jean finds the lives of others valuable, and he likes how you feel the same, shown by how you enjoy volunteering. this would make you extremely compatible! because you're both dedicated members of society with strong moral compasses, a deep sense of understanding is easily formed.

→ an opinionated extrovert who speaks his mind, jean would take the initiative in social situations. when you're uncomfortable or too nervous to start a conversation with a stranger, he'll be right there to introduce you and get the ball rolling. this balance and support is helpful! honestly, jean thinks it’s super adorable how shy you can be. the way you can go from being extroverted over text to a bashful girl in person is amusing to him!

→ you and jean's personalities form a mutually beneficial relationship! your understanding nature breaks down jean's walls, while his resolve and committed character keeps you grounded. this bond would be unbreakable as it's forged through trust, responsibility, commitment, and affection.

→ your love language of quality time would be respected by jean, and he’d have no problem in giving his undivided attention. as a practical individual who knows that a tomorrow isn't promised, jean finds that each passing minute is irreplaceable. he values being there for his partner. not only that, but jean's love language is also acts of service. this gives him an understanding of how precious it is to show and not tell. he will do things for you such as cooking breakfast, folding your laundry, brushing your hair, taking you to the beach, and even planning over-sea vacations. a little embarrassed to show his emotions, jean takes this as an opportunity to wordlessly express his love.

→ jean has a soft spot for beauty! this is what made you catch his eye. he's definitely a sucker for your curls; the way they perfectly frame your face — the spirals a gorgeous sepia-brown, brushing along each cheek — would make him melt. your beauty marks? he pecks them with a tenderness that can't even be explained. they're too cute and charming.

→ he finds clumsiness sweet. that being said, sasha and connie already keep jean on his toes as it is, so he'd never admit it. despite that, he's always down to help collect the broken pieces of whatever you knock over ... which usually results in him grabbing a broom and saying he'll clean it up for you altogether (those shards of glass can't be trusted!) jean can still be an asshole though, and he snorts out a laugh whenever you fall up the stairs.

→ your love for animals and wildlife would change jean for the better. this man doesn't have an affinity for them until you come along: watching the way you light up around a cat or dog makes him vow that he'll give you all the pets you want.

♡ 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

→ the sharp inhales you make when jean fucks you has him bursting at the seams. hearing you moan when he holds tight onto your hips is his absolute favorite thing.

→ as mentioned before, jean loves hair, especially yours. his favorite thing is to tangle his hands in each lock — the brown swirls wrapping around his fingers — and gently tug them as he envelops your lips into a deep kiss.

→ reducing you to a quivering, breathless heap makes jean feel invincible. the power trip has his head swimming every time!!!

→ orally pleasuring you is a must for jean. he likes it even better than he enjoys getting off himself. the primal sensation of you gushing around his tongue can make him cum in seconds if he doesn't control himself.

→ this man has the worst corruption kink. jean will not hesitate to tarnish you until you go from a good little girl to a whore who thinks about nothing but his cock <3

→ really loud, moan-heavy sex makes jean weak at the knees. he adores every breathy whine you make, and relishes in the way your face screws up when he slides into you. he'll push strands of your hair away from your eyes, tucking them behind a ear and fiddling with your piercings.

→ jean can't get enough of the sexual tension before you both hook up. the second he sees your will-power break, and how you strip away your shirt... god, it's so sexy to him.

→ run your fingers through his mullet and jean is a goner 🥴

→ whenever jean carries you bridal style to the bedroom with a smug grin, be prepared for the best sex of your life.

→ 100% a dom. NO IFS, ANDS, OR BUTS.

→ "fuck, sage—" jean frequently whispers, lips brushing along your throat as he thrusts into you. the way your name tumbles from his mouth is always a broken groan. "feels so fucking good."

→ one of his favorite sex positions with you!