#Mat Levy

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Matilda smiled from the bar as she watched her best friend of over 20 years dance with his soon-to-be husband in the humid night air of Hawaii. It was hard not to grin when seeing two people who'd managed to find their perfect person in one another; to see a level of happiness that far surpassed anything she’d ever experienced herself. She’d liked Max from the second Daniel brought him home to their formerly shared apartment for the first time. Max was kind, funny, and made her best friend smile the brightest she’d ever seen. (It also didn’t hurt that he brought Matilda a piece of tiramisu from the restaurant they’d gone to.) They developed their own relationship over the years since, bonded by their love of comic books, drag bingo, and, of course, Daniel Murphy. 

Mat knew their wedding would be the start of so many new beginnings in their lives, and while she couldn’t wait to see what was to come for these two people she loved, she couldn’t help but worry she herself was getting too far behind. Most of her peers were pairing off and starting in on the next chapter of true adulthood: getting married, buying houses, and even having kids. Then there was Matilda -- 30, still single, and only having just upgraded from the IKEA furniture she’s had since was in college. She wanted all of those “adult” things for herself, but with each bad date from Tinder or night-in alone because she didn’t really like to go out, they seemed so far out of reach that she was starting to lose any semblance of hope. But that wasn’t for her to worry about now. This week was about Daniel and Max. She could worry about herself when she got back home.

She took a large sip of champagne as she watched wait staff remove appetizers and empty drink glasses from around the room, prepping their wedding party for a luxurious dinner that she and Daniel had planned 6 months ago. She was pulled from her thoughts when she heard the familiar deep tones of her wedding party counterpart and Max’s best friend, Levi Crawford, ordering a drink beside her. She willed herself not to look in his direction. Levi irritated her more than any man she had ever met, and while she had no problem telling him off about his attitude or snobbery at the monthly game night gatherings at Daniel and Max’s place, now wasn’t the time. She was certain he got off on making her angry anyway, and she didn’t want to give him that pleasure. This trip was all about their friends and making sure they have the perfect wedding, and she was not going to let Levi Crawford distract her from that. 

[temis-de-leon]

Simple signs of affection

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Lucifer: putting his hair back in place right before caressing his cheekbone, reminding him to rest his eyes and offering your company while he's working.

Mammon: putting his sunglasses on him when his hands are occupied while driving, offering him treats and changing the music to both of your likings.

Levi: charging his controllers and his DDD while he's sleeping to have them ready for the next day, standing behind his chair while he's playing and massaging his shoulders.

Satan: knowing how he likes his coffee and making it before he wakes up, hugging him out of nowhere and staying like that for long minutes.

Asmo: taking candids of him while he's distracted because you love him the most when he's himself, putting the back of his collar back in place before classes.

Beel: each of you buying a 2x1 offer from his favourite restaurant and giving him your extra portion, asking him to bend down so you can kiss him.

Belphie: softly brushing the matted fur of his tail while he's asleep, caressing his frown away when he's irritated.

Diavolo: teasing him, saying you'll fight him for the last fry or denying a favor while doing what he asked, exchanging foods because his had pickles and yours not.

Barbatos: preparing and measuring the ingredients before he gets to the kitchen, cleaning the utensils while he's cooking, making his duties a little bit easier.

Solomon: having inside jokes with him about the human world, asking him to tell you a story, telling him a story of yours.

Simeon: being in comfortable silence with him, visiting him because you missed him and because you knew he'd accidentally hung up the phone if you called him.

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[pinkberryfox]

My loves, it’s a little inspired, and maybe a little dialogue-y, but here we go with part 2! Thank you for all your support on Part 1 <3

Part 1

Traumatized! Levi Headcanons 2

SLIGHT SPOILERS

-Levi who shivers when you kiss his scars, soothing away the painful memories for far more pleasant ones

-Levi who dreams of a peaceful life with you one day- hopefully when the titans were gone, and he could open a tea shop, start a family and give you the luxuries you deserve

-Levi who just about loses it when you get severely injured on an expedition, casting blame on himself (and on you for breaking protocol)

-Levi who can’t even look you in the eyes for days after because he keeps imagining you dying. It's not a punishment, your wounds are enough, he just keeps seeing it

-Levi, who when you confront him about it, can’t stop himself from yanking you against his chest and hugging you so tight it hurts

-Levi who says, “You’re not allowed to die on me. Not you.”

-Levi who doesn’t let go until you promise to be more careful, until you reassure him you'll stay alive, that what he sees in his nightmares isn't real. That your flesh is warm and your heart still beats

-Levi who is so relieved when you leave the Survey Corps for him he almost cries. He peppers you in the softest kisses across your face and hands and he thanks you over and over

-Levi who visits you before expeditions for courage, to remind himself who this is for. Who tucks you in and watches you sleep for a while, because here you're safe

-Levi, who proposes to you one night when he’s holding you after a hard mission. It’s just a simple question while he strokes your back and murmurs in your hair, there’s not really extra fluff to it, but he means it with his whole heart

-Levi who has the most radiant smile you've ever seen when you say yes, whose expression is so hopeful and warm it stirs your soul

-Levi who believes he might be dead when he sees you again on the battle field with the beast titan’s turned soldiers using borrowed ODM gear because you PROMISED you’d stay safe, and what is this?

-Levi who is both extremely PISSED OFF and thoroughly grateful you have his back, grateful he isn't alone in this massacre, but can't decide between scolding or praising you first. He goes with scolding

-Levi who shouts your name and says, "You reckless fool, who do you think you're trying to save?" But then says, "Watch your back and keep up."

-Levi who is shocked speechless when- DURING BATTLE- you ask him to marry you?!

-Levi who clicks his tongue in disapproval but agrees to your proposal anyway because why not?

-Levi who says “Is this why you came? Your timing is absolute shit-don’t even have a damn priest.”

-Levi who rolls his eyes when you tell him you don’t need a priest to make a vow to God and each other. You can get married again the right way if you survive.

-Levi who kind of likes the idea of marrying you twice.

-Levi who gives his vows WHILE he’s destroying the beast titan

-Levi who says, “Was hoping I’d get to lift a veil, but I guess blood-matted hair fits us.”

-Levi, who after ripping the battered body from the nape, mutters, “We have a witness. Was I impressive enough to kiss my bride?” But he doesn’t really wait for Zeke’s answer.

[three-realms-archive]

A Weak Wrist

Second oneshot of Scars, Wounds and Minor Inconveniences: a oneshot series featuring slice-of-life snapshots of the aftermath of Lesson 16. Naturally, features spoilers for OG Obey Me! up until that point. Each oneshot will have an associated headcannons post, which will be linked when it goes up!

“You will tell me what happened, Leviathan.”

Lucifer raises an eyebrow at the scene before him. You, on the floor and clutching your wrist. Leviathan, on the other side of the room and in demon form, holding a first aid kit he had taken out of the cabinet. Lucifer had opened the door just as Leviathan had taken out a bandage and started swinging his arm, as if to throw it to you as if feeding a scared, wild animal. When Lucifer had asked, his younger brother suddenly couldn’t look him in the eye - instead, Levi looks to you for a response.

You say nothing. This is hardly new to Lucifer, who had noticed that he only tends to see you in shared classes or family dinners recently. He’d watch you joke and laugh with his brothers so easily, which was pretty good news. Finally, the human was behaving themselves. Strangely, though, Levi’s face takes an uncharacteristically serious expression. As if steeling himself for your sake.

“W-We, uh, were trying out this new video-game I got for family game night. There’s, like, a mat… A mat! With arrows you hop on. To, um, play.” Levi explains. “But they… they fell. Their wrist, they fell on it and it got hurt. Badly.”

“I’m fine, Levi. My wrist is - ah, ah - weak, anyway.” You try to respond, growling through gritted teeth when you try to roll your wrist around. Your heart softens when Levi mumbles what seems to be “… because of me.” and shake your head. You clamp your eyes shut to prepare and attempt - again - to rotate your hand about your wrist.

The pain is brutal… but at least it distracts from the even-more painful memories of a quiz with a demon; and the injury to your wrist that resulted in it being so prone to injury.

“You’re not going anywhere like that. Here.” Lucifer sighs, massaging his forehead. Weak, vulnerable humans. He doesn’t see you freeze. “Take my arm. We’ll go to the dining room, get you some water and sit you down with an ice pack.”

“…”

You don’t respond. This is hardly new to Lucifer, yet he finds himself irritated.

“MC. That’s not a request.” He raises his voice, moving closer and offering his hand to you - and you flinch. Away from him. Lucifer is confused because what had he done, other than offer you assistance?

You, frozen as solid as ice, provide little to no answer to that question. Out of the corner of his eye, Lucifer notices Leviathan gulp, holding his breath, eyes darting between his older brother and his best friend. His concentration flickering and one can almost see the imaginary cursor struggling to choose between two options of the visual novel scene playing in his mind.

‘Say something.’

‘Say nothing.’

Levi chooses the latter, but turns to you. He opens his arms rather awkwardly. And then, you have to make the choice instead.

Inwardly, Lucifer huffs. Levi had caused your injury then, and he had caused it now. And offering a hug, of all things? How naive. Lucifer let his eyes meet yours, not feeling the need to offer anything more than he already had.

… But Lucifer feels something foreign and unpleasant in his chest when he watches you walk across the room - and into Leviathan’s arms. He watches the third-born brother stutter in shock, taking a few minutes to process - before scrambling to meet you halfway. And why wouldn’t he need to process that? Why wouldn’t Leviathan be surprised, after being the reason for your weak wrist in the first place? After all; Lucifer had been right there, the eldest’s arm slightly bent at the elbow, ready for you to place your hand. Ready to lend you support. Irritatingly, annoyingly ready to do anything for you… and for you to do anything - anything - remotely significant to him.

Ready to receive the forgiveness you seemed to give to everyone else so damn easily over the last few months. Had you forgotten that all of his family, in one way or another, had a part to play in your hurt just as much as Belphegor?

You, Diavolo’s exchange student, had finally been behaving, ever since Belphie. Lucifer had been proud of himself for taming you, because murder was commonplace in the Devildom. He had thought that witnessing it for yourself was just the lesson you needed to stay away from danger. You never speak to him unless spoken to. You had stay in your room when he was home. You freeze when he’s near. You let yourself be cradled by demons who had almost snapped your arm in the midst of a fit of envy; and would rather that than even come within six metres of his arm. You stayed far away from danger. You stayed farther away from Lucifer. And the combination of his pride and distance from you had made admitting that impossible for him. Admitting that his brothers had been spending the past few months trying; reaching out to you.

Lucifer, Avatar of Pride, had not.

So - having met in the middle of the room - Lucifer watches as you stay with Leviathan. Levi doesn’t quite know what to do with his arms, so the two of you huddle together like penguins looking for warm, under Lucifer’s icy stare. Every now and again, you cautiously peer over Levi’s shoulder. Your knuckles turn white from gripping Levi’s hoodie fabric. Your eyes meet with those of the Avatar of Pride - you immediately look away.

Lucifer stands apart from you, still by the room’s entrance. The arm he had offered for you to is retracted, as it’s nowhere near enough to reach you. And nowhere near a hug.

A horrid, awful truth dawns on him, making his stomach drop like butterflies turning to lead inside.

His would only ever allow him to take half a step forward.

And, in return, you would take ten steps back - far, far away from him. Even farther than from the demon who had broken your wrist.

And it would be a long, long time before you would let him get close enough to reach you.

…

…

“… Lucifer.” You murmur; voice barely above a whisper. His eyes meet to yours faster than he would like. “C-Could you, um… Could you get me a glass of water? Please.”

He stays there, for a few seconds. His breath hitches.

He… eventually nods, turning to leave the room. He gets the water; and doesn’t realise he’s slightly rushing.

He returns a few minutes later. He sees that you’ve detached yourself from his brother and, when your eyes meet his, you take half a step forward. He glances away.

He doesn’t look at you when he makes his way across the room to where you’re standing. Nor does he realise he’s walking quicker than normal.

Suddenly, the sound of gentle scales scraping against wood echoes to break the deafening silence and Lucifer finds Levi’s tail at his feet. Right in front of you, and right in front of him. A barrier.

He glances at Levi, one of his beloved baby brothers, and sees that he’s holding his breath again. His eyes are trained on you.

And when you smile at Leviathan, your shoulders relaxing a millimetre, Lucifer realises this is as far as he goes.

… Then it happens.

He hands you the glass of water.

You take it.

He feels your fingers brush. The tiny, minuscule contact sends electricity through his gloves, down his fingertips, and the feeling surges through his arms and straight to his heart.

After a few minutes, Leviathan gradually begins to say something about new video-game suggestions for family game night. The words are hazy and unclear - Lucifer’s too busy focusing on how it felt to be near you; to touch you; to hear you speak to him without being spoken to first, for the first time in months. The first time in what had felt like millennia.

It would be a long time before you would let him get close enough to reach you.

But, as you give him the smallest of smiles as thanks for the water, he’s somehow reassured that the time would come.

The least he could do, after all he’s done, is wait.

(i know wanted to see some lucifer-centric stuff, so here it is! they specifically mentioned mammon and satan, and those will come in a later chapter since i more see them as stuff lucifer doesn’t pick up on; or, at least, stuff that doesn’t require him to face you directly, so he gets to keep his pride. all of the brothers have hurt mc in one way or another, so i wanted something clear and concrete and emotional that set lucifer apart. i figured, the phrase ‘to keep your pride’ is used often used to stop people from apologising, taking responsibility or doing something with humility - so i figured it would be the same with the avatar of pride. he won’t be the first to address it.)

(please look forward to the next chapters, as well as their accompanying headcanon chapters! some people have also asked to be tagged in the posts relating to this series, so please comment below if you’d like to be tagged too)

(finally, massive thanks to @kittylilyheart for submitting the original idea and check out Phantom Pain in the pinned masterlist post to see it! my ideas inbox is still open, so please read the rules in the pinned post and submit something obey-me related you’d like to see me write!)

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[leviismybby]

Oh I just had a random thought about Levi with toddler twins because that would a disaster.

He watches as his sons play on the mat on the floor, he watches carefully making sure that they don't hurt themselves. His boys were two now and while he loves too much for his own good, it was stressful to look after them. One of the twins reaches out to grab the toy the other is holding, what comes next is a little fight between the two with random babbles. Levi decides not to interfere, it was nothing new, they did this on a daily, that is until one of them starts crying. "Hey now he had it first. How about you take this one and let your brother hold onto that one?" Levi gives him a different toy and the child stops crying. "Dada! Nom nom!" They were hungry.

Levi stands up and walks to the kitchen, paris of little feet are quick to follow him. He knows what to do. You smile as you see him enter the kitchen with your sons following swiftly. "Hungry are you?" You ask and both of the little ones nod. Levi prepares a snack while you continue to cook. "Careful they got quick feet. You trun around for a second and one of them is gone." Your husband looks at you. "They are one and a half, how fast can they-shit." One of the boys is already running down the hallway and Levi is quicker than the speed of light to pick him up. "What did I tell you about running- hey no!" The other twins runs around him but you are there to follow. "How fast are you?" You laugh as you catch up with your son and kiss him on the cheek. "Your fault, dad. They have your genes through and through." That wasn't a lie, the more they grow, the more they look like Levi.

[levitrophyteacup]

"Are you sure about this?" You take a glance at Levi over your shoulder, your hair forming a curtain that partially cover your face.

He is naked, just as you, and despite his calm expression, his cock is rock solid. You can see that his glans is shining with a copious amount of precum, explaining the wet patch on the front of his pants when he cornered you in your shared bedroom after closing the tea shop.

You have teased him all the afternoon, so it wasn't really unexpected, but it is thrilling to know that he is so ready to indulge in this kind of pleasures.

He's come a long way from the man he was: reluctant to share himself, uncomfortable with the intimacy of it all. You are flattered that he trusts you this much.

He tilted his head to the side, "I can stop if you want" and you detect a hint of teasing in his tone. His fingers slowly descend the curve of your spine and you bent forward, pushing your elbows on the mattress and rising your hips, adjusting you knees to spread you more and offering the view of your pussy.

The cold air hit the damp flesh. You shudder when his fingers keep on going, sliding on the crack of your ass. He stops at your orifice, passing the thumb in a circle on the puckered opening.

You moan "Fuck... I have no patience for that" you turn to him, smirking, "Lower. Don't you love my cunt when it's all wet? You want my ass too? Greedy."

Levi's breath is a little uneven, raving the nude espanse before him with a quiet hunger.

"Maybe I am" he rasps, putting his bad knee on the mattress, leaning on your back. The tip of his cock brushes against the lips of your vulva, and he let his lenght sliding up and down your sensitive lips, coating him in your arousal.

You both groaned.

"Well, I'm pretty close already" you whisper, biting your lips at the erotic sensation "If you fuck my pussy now I'll be so tight... I'll suck your cum so deep inside me that it'll never slide out"

"Shit. Can I?" he growles and you nod. He pushes inside of you in one thrust, and you imediately buck against his hips to set a pace that robs your lungs of air.

He grabs your waist, setting a passionate rhythm made of wet slapping and both of your voice combined in a symphony of groans, moans and cries.

He is gorgeous: his dark hair matted on the forehead, a drop of sweat tracing a path on his scar to his parted lips, devouring you with his eyes and his cock, ramming in you without ceremonies.

You are so close...

You are so caught up in one another that for a moment you don't register the door of your bedroom being slammed open.

"Mister Levi, I heard a scream what's...?!? AAAAHHHHHHH!" Gabi take a step back, covering his eyes behind her palms, bolting away and crashing on Falco, right there with her.

"Gabi! Is something...? Oh, my God!!!" He shrieks, fighting to detangle himself from Gabi and running away with her.

You and Levi stay put, frozen in embarassment and stunned beyond recovery. His cock deflates swiftly and your forehead hit the sheets.

"Fucking hell..."

The frantic voices of the two teens can be heard in the street, along with the low baritone of Reiner's voice. He is concerned, trying to understand the horrified rambling of his cousin.

"I forgot that I invited them for dinner" you admit sheepishly, and Levi slide out of you, as red as a tomato.

"What?"

"Sorry."

"There's no way that I'll sit at the table with them after... this".

Reiner's laugh sounded clear, and Gabi screams "It's not funny, Reiner! I've seen everything!"

"Gabi, please..." groans Falco.

Levi curses, reaching for his trousers, and you flops on the bed, getting ready for the most akward dinner of your life.

"Well, shall we?"

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[starrylevi]

Can you do more Levi and chunky baby.

Of course!!! ☺️ Okay so this kind of got away from me. I had trouble figuring out how to end it so if the ending seems abrupt I apologize 😅

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“This little sucker’s got some weight on them.” Hange teases with a smile as she pokes the baby’s cheek.

“Sounds like you’re just weak.” Levi retorts. “Give me my child.”

Hange rolls their eyes at him. “I never said it was a bad thing, Levi.”

Levi stares at Hange for a few seconds before he relents.

“Your dad’s so easy to anger.” Hange speaks in a childlike voice to the baby. “Good luck, kid.”

“Certain people are quick to anger me.” Levi corrects them as he throws a glare their way.

Hange’s eyes light up when you walk into the room. “Ah, y/n, could you please tell your husband to lighten up?” They request as they walk over to you, your baby babbling on their hip.

You quickly look at Levi who rolls his eyes and you shake your head with a chuckle. “What did you do this time, Hange?”

“I just said your baby’s got some nice weight on them.” Hange says with a smile before looking back at the baby. “Don’t cha, ya little plum.”

You sigh with a smile, knowing your baby’s weight is a touchy subject for Levi. “I’m sure you didn’t mean in a bad way.”

Hange looks back at your husband as if to say ‘See, Levi?’

“However, you should be careful about what you say around him. I won’t be liable for any injuries.” You tell Hange with a smirk as they pass you the child.

“You gotta tell your auncle to be careful with their words or daddy will hurt them.” You take them into your arms, kissing them on the cheek, emitting a happy babble from them. “Isn’t that right?”

“Yeah, yeah, I got it.” Hange says mockingly, making you giggle, before they walk out of the room.

You walk over to Levi whose eyes soften as you get closer. “Hi.” You greet him softly before you give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Hey.” Levi sighs as he gently pulls you in by the waist for another kiss, minding the baby. “And hello to you too.” He gives them a gentle kiss on their forehead.

“I was thinking of taking a shower. Do you mind?” You ask him.

“Of course not, give ‘em here.”

After you leave the room, Levi puts down a clean baby blanket on the floor before he sets a colorful inflatable water mat right in front of it.

“Alright kid, it’s tummy time.” He places the baby down on their stomach with their upper half directly on top of the mat.

He watches as the baby becomes fixated on the squishy fish and ducks floating around in the mat. Their chubby hands try to grab at the fish while they try to hold themselves up. “There you go.” Levi says under his breath. The baby doesn’t typically like tummy time so you and Levi tried to think of different ideas to make it more stimulating for them. This inflatable mat is what you two decided on.

They seemed to be entertained for a few minutes before he sees their little body slowly roll themselves over so that they’re on their side. “Where do you think you’re going, hm?” Levi gently grabs the one chubby hand in the air and brings it back down so that they’re upright on their stomach again. The same thing happens a few more times. “Now you’re just being a little shit, huh.” He watches as the baby rolls over for the last time on their back. “Wonder where you got your stubbornness from.” He mutters to himself as he picks up the little chunk. The baby babbles and taps his cheeks with their little hands. “I’m sure that was fun for you, wasn’t it?” He asks them, earning a babble from them as a response. “Yeah, I bet…”

Levi grabs one of the baby snacks on the dresser before sitting down on the rocking chair you begged him to get, baby on his lap. “What am I gonna do with you?” He shakes his head as he opens the bag and feeds the baby a snack. “Should we just leave you somewhere?” Levi asks thoughtfully. As the baby chews on the snack, they look up at their father, their big sliver eyes mirroring his. The way they’re looking up makes it seem like they understood what Levi said. “No you don’t like that idea?” The baby continues to stare at him, making Levi let out a chuckle before he feeds them another snack. “Love you bud.”

[mullermilkshake]

It's not stalking, it's caring.

You’ve escaped him once. What will Levi do to get you back?

Levi Ackerman / Fem! Reader DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT,Misogyny,Breaking and entering,Stalking,Sex toys,Dirty thoughts,Possessive.Violent thoughts

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Levi was on his way to his love, his darling, his one and only and words couldn’t even begin to describe what he would do. There was of course a mental list of what he wanted to do to you after your time apart, but he couldn’t even bring the words out. 

Admittedly, it took him a little longer than expected to find your new address. A high rise apartment in the city which at first, he definitely disapproved of you overspending on the budget to move out here. He knew you needed a little space, but the entire building was a shitty mess. 

There wasn’t even staff to man the door, just an office in the back no one emerged from.

The fucking elevator didn't even work properly, Levi dreaded to think how exhausted you would get walking up and down from the twelfth floor every day. Though maybe it was best that you didn’t use the metal box of death to get from A to B. 

He would remind himself to pay the maintenance man a visit before he left and give him a stern word to get the stupid thing fixed. That way, he wouldn’t need to kill him if it hurt someone. And knowing his luck with how clumsy you were, it was be guaranteed to be you. 

Lazy bastard, just fix the thing and get off your ass.  

Like he was working anyway. Levi passed the open office door and saw the fat lump gobbling away his food, leaving crumbs and grease all over the keyboard, probably watching porn. Absolutely disgusting. 

Levi had worked out a lot more than before and even tried to set a record as he sprinted the stairs to the apartment door. One minute forty. 

He smirked at his phone screen, knowing he could easily half it if he really broke out a sweat, he wasn’t even out of breath. The weight and endurance training really paid off, and he was certain he was much stronger than he had been a year ago. 

Wandering down the narrowed, dingy hall, he found the number he was looking for and knocked it lightly. He didn’t want to give you too much of a fright, poor little mouse, even the slightest noise spooked you, the surprise he was there was enough to give you a heart attack. 

You’ll be so happy to see me though. 

Levi frowned at the lack of movement behind the door. He was sure you’d be in, with your inactive social life, always home waiting for him. He knocked again, harder this time, but no sounds followed. 

He knelt down and rummaged around under the mat at the foot of the door, and there it was. A beautiful silver key taped underneath. It slid in perfectly, clicked open with ease and once he stepped over the threshold, the wall of your smell hit him. 

Everyone had a smell. And your’s was the only one he could tolerate and lust over. A simple smell, yet so alluring without any body odour in sight. An incense hadn’t been long lit, your favourite lavender scent placed neatly on a side table. 

Shit, you were forgetful. The stick had dropped ash all over the table and god forbid it turned into a real life fire hazard, Levi couldn’t bear it. He swept it up quickly and replaced the burnt out one for a fresh one. 

“Hey. I’m back.” His voice only echoed and the signs of life he’d always picked up on were non-existent. 

He closed the door and went on the hunt. Perhaps you were hiding again? Though you were never really good at it, he always found you.

Creeping silently down the hallway, he listened out for you. “Hey.” His tone became stern.

The bedroom door was left ajar, and he spotted the messy unkempt bed first. Tutting away, he took it upon himself to give this nice gesture for free, stripping the sheets and making it up all perfect whenever you decided to make an appearance. 

Your room was a perfect mirror image of yourself and it satisfied him stepping foot into your life again. Levi noticed you still had the god awful string lights over her head board, the type with honeybees on each LED to make it look aesthetic. 

What they were, was a choking hazard waiting to happen, not to mention the bee’s sharp edges would catch on your fine hair if you flopped into bed too quickly. 

Those simply had to go. 

He pulled the plug out and screwed them up into a ball, taking them to the kitchen before going at them with scissors. That way, you couldn’t defy him and put them back up when he wasn’t looking. He doesn't need a call in the early hours of the night that you’d gotten the childish things wrapped around your neck. 

If he was one of the controlling types, he might have gotten jealous over it. His hands were the only thing that belonged around your throat, and if you tempted him enough, he’d certainly show you how to do it properly. 

Levi went in again and rummaged around until he arrived at your bedside drawer. Inside contained your underwear. There were only two pairs there that he considered unnecessary, something only a whore would wear, sewn in with lace patterns which left nothing to the imagination. 

Who the hell would you wear those for?  

He pulled out his phone to call you, chew you out for whatever fucking game you were playing, but something caught his eye. On inspection, it was a vibrator. 

“You filthy girl.” 

Picking it up to look closer, he imagined what you’d look like, laying in bed in the early hours of the morning, moaning his name on the verge of orgasm and biting on your finger to keep yourself quiet.

God he wanted to taste you so bad, and you never put out for him to do so, it was the cruellest joke of edging anyone could imagine. He took the chance while he could. 

And he was sorely disappointed when it touched his lips, the blandness of its silicone body had no traces of what he imagined you would taste like. He was foolish in thinking an object could even amount to what the real deal would be like. 

“Shit.” 

He pulled out the trash bag from a small glittery bin by the side of the bed and tossed the vibrator in there, and by the time he was done with the bedroom, he had collected quite the contraband to throw away. 

Your underwear had gone in, two tops that were way too short, high heels, a card that said way too much from some girl, and a torn photo of you and another man who he didn’t care to know.

Levi put the other half of the photo of your face in his pocket and continued through the apartment. He even took it upon himself to clean your bathroom, wiping off the steamed beads from the shower glass and moving his fingers over the bathroom mirror as a message. 

A crudely drawn heart with the letter L and a kiss next to it. Levi placed his hand flat on the mirror, recalling how you always loved the sweet little messages he left. He wasn’t exactly romantic, but he did his best to satisfy your fickle nature. 

A lot of the time you gave him whiplash, which he assumed it was hormones or whatever that disgusting period stuff was about. The thought of blood there repulsed him, but for you, he could tolerate it. 

Some days you were more calm than others and would have quite the civil conversation, but others, though he’d done nothing wrong, you wouldn’t want to see his face. He guessed it was just a woman thing, they were a completely different breed, so indecisive about what they wanted.

Levi, on the other hand, knew exactly what he wanted. 

You.

But he didn’t stop there either, seeming you were taking your time to come home, he made his way into the kitchen and took a sharpie to the whiteboard hanging on the wall by the fridge. 

I adore you.  

He stood back to admire his penmanship. “Perfect.” But he stopped. There on the board we’re his other words of affection. 

Though they’d been rubbed clean, there were still residual marks underneath. But you’d written all over it. 

“I do all this for you. You could at least give me something back in return.” 

With a huff, he noted down your scheduled dates for the month, doctors appointments, work shifts and all other things a person with your poor brain wouldn’t remember. 

Today was blank though, it had been a few hours and you still hadn’t returned. To be away this long with no social life, Levi concluded you must be at work. And by the name on the calendar, it was a cafe right around the corner. 

Perfect. 

Just before he could leave, Levi wandered over to the home phone. He couldn’t just base his whole day on contacting you on just your mobile, what if it broke? Or if it was stolen? How could you call him when you needed him then?

Tapping at the buttons, the ring dial played, delaying a moment until Levi’s own mobile vibrated in his back pocket. He pulled it out and immediately saved the contact in his list, now next in the contact list with your mobile phone number he’d collected from social media. 

“Now, I can hear your voice whenever I want.” 

Collecting his things and throwing away what you couldn’t have, he left in search of you. He put the key back, because he knew you would get pissy if he didn’t put it back exactly as it was. 

He would also stop by a florist on the way over, bring them into the workplace, it was a sure fire way to lift your day. Especially after dealing with asshole customers that always tried hitting on you. 

That pissed off Levi the most. 

Others touching things that didn’t belong to them. 

He had snapped a few fingers in the past when one of those beasts put their hands on his love. Men these days knew nothing of manners, and their pathetic brain cells only proved useful when their big ass knuckles dragged the ground. 

No, no. They only took, with puffed out chests to make themselves look bigger, specifically in front of Levi. But what they didn’t know is that he would already think of a hundred ways to kill them before they could even say a word. 

Not that he followed through on those urges of course, he was as calm and collected as always, but his mind never shied away from the potential of something more violent. 

Sunflowers. Sunflowers were your favourite, they represented loyalty and adoration. Everything Levi was. When he found out the meaning, he’d taken to every flower magazine and blog to understand why and know which ones to avoid. 

Like Hyacinth’s. Hyacinth’s symbolised regret. And there wasn't anything you could regret. Not with Levi in your life. 

The brass bell dinged in a tone Levi could only describe as putrid. The inside hall had dulled making the ringing boring and lifeless. Though, he supposed it was only fitting to go with the grimy worktops and tables, and the peeling paint at the corners of the walls. 

“Table for one darlin’?” A waitress said, slipping her notebook from the depths of her apron pocket with a smile sweeter than sugar. 

It made Levi sick. How many men had she done this to? All for a tip at the end. How desperate. 

“I’m not eating.” He lifted the sunflowers, and showed her he was here for more than just a slice of cheesecake. “I’m here to see someone.” He lifted a picture of you up to her face. “I understand they’re working today.”

“Uh…” She paused like a deer in headlights. “Could ya wait here just a minute, I’ll check if they’re in.” Scurrying away, she pushed the back door open with speed to make it swing a few times until it stopped. 

Honestly, the incompetent was rife with this one. How could she not know if you were in? Just one look at you would make you unmistakable. 

Unless she was hiding you from him? Now that would really piss him off. He waited for a moment, laid the sunflowers on the counter which caused a few petals to drop, and tapped his foot impatiently waiting for you to burst through the doors and await his embrace. 

But you never did. Just the pathetic excuse for a woman that spoke to him previously. How she could work in service with scruffy hair slipping from her ponytail was beyond him, not to mention the grease marks on her apron. 

“Sorry darlin.” Her jaw moved with chewing gum, making his brain scratchy. “They won’t be in at all this week. Would ya like to leave a message so I can give it to them when they’re back?” 

Levi hesitated before he spoke, he could easily overpower her and check the back himself. But, he was a man of morals. He wouldn’t dare touch another woman, what would you say? 

“No. I’ll come back next week.” 

Leaving the flowers where they were, he left the diner with the sleeve for his jacket covering his hand. That was so he could actually pull the handle to leave, he couldn’t bear to touch the sticky substance. 

With a huff, he headed home, he’d try again to see you and would keep doing so until you answered him. If someone needed space, then that was what they did, and he understood. But space didn’t mean a new fucking city. 

And the longer you kept him waiting, the thinner his patience would stretch.

DISCLAIMER - Crossposted from my AO3 - I do not own any of the characters or anything from the anime. This is a work of fan fiction and is absolutely not representative of the views or intentions of the original creator(s).

Also please don’t post any of my work without permission thank you!

[minami-ff]

I’ll Keep You Warm.

Captain Levi x Reader

fluff, sfw, what would comrades do when it’s bedtime but it’s freeeezing cold?

The winter moon hung low in the ink-black sky, casting an ethereal glow over the desolate landscape. Levi and you, seasoned comrades in his squad, found yourselves alone together on a mission that demanded stealth.

As dusk settled in, the two of you found a place to lay a mat and prepare for a much needed slumber. The dark atmosphere was punctuated only by the crackling flames of a small fire that fought valiantly, against the numbing cold which caused you involuntary shivers.

Though a blanket wrapped your entire body, Levi’s sharp eyes noticed your discomfort underneath. The furrow in his brow deepened as he observed your attempts to fight off the cold. Without a word, he sat up and draped his only blanket over you. You looked up at him, with surprise and gratitude, but also with worry flickering in your eyes.

“Thank you, Captain. But no, you’ll freeze.” manoeuvring his blanket towards him.

"I won't. I never feel cold." Levi said in his usual gruff tone. You appreciated the sentiment but sensed the deception in his words, conveyed for the sake of your comfort.

"As if. Please, take it back." Straining against his overpowering strength, you tussled with him, each trying to ensure the other would be shielded from the biting surroundings.

Levi's gaze held yours, "I've been through worse. Keep it." Yet you were still unwavering in your refusal. The dispute went back and forth, and back and forth, till he moved even closer.

"You're really stubborn, you know that?" his breath forming small clouds in the frigid air.

"I won’t let you freeze on my account," you replied softly, eyes melting into his, teeth chattering slightly.

In a move that surprised you, but with a gentle gesture, Levi guided your shoulders to lie down. He then reclined beside you, arm brushing against yours, close enough that the warmth of his body became a soothing presence. He then reached for the edges of both blankets, doubling them up and wrapping them around the both of you. The sudden proximity had a flush creeping up your cheeks.

"Sharing body heat is the most efficient way to stay warm," Levi stated matter-of-factly, “and I see this as the only resolution to your…disobedience.” A subtle smile turned up on your face, while you hoped Levi wouldn’t stop babbling or he might hear your heart pounding to leap out.

There had always been a bond between the both of you that surpassed mere friendship, though your jobs kept any romantic inclinations at bay. The quiet intimacy of this night conspired to blur the lines between comrades and something more.

You succumbed to the lull of weariness, closing your eyes against the darkness. Exhaustion had taken such a toll on you that you were unaware of your cheek nestling against his shoulder. The last thing you heard before slipping into the realm of dreams was Levi's whisper, “goodnight, y/n”

[m-jelly]

Playful monster

Levi x fem reader

Modern AU, fluff, romance, one-time skip, dad Levi, suggestive parts, fluffy romance moments, small town, sheriff Levi.

Levi plays around with you by pretending to be a monster. Before you had kids he'd chase you around and be silly. After having kids, he chases his little girl around the house.

After a shift at work, Levi wanted to play with you, just to make you laugh and squeal in delight, to make you smile and have fun. So, he had an idea he'd done before with you, and you seemed to love it. As he approached the home, he felt giddy.

The house had a wonderful green paint on it with white trims. On the front porch was a walkway and a swing seat you two often snuggled in. Flowers of different bright colours consumed the patches they were confined to. Bees buzzed happily around the garden that was thriving with life.

Levi tapped the tip of his shoes against the welcome mat to get any dirt off, but they were usually very clean. As soon as he pushed the door open he was engulfed by the smell of baking, cooking and your wonderful perfume.

He slipped his boots off and placed them on the shoe rack, hung his hat up and hooked his coat in its normal spot. He rolled his shoulders and made his way through the house with the wooden floors creaking a little under the weight of his muscular body.

The moment Levi saw you in the kitchen with an apron on his heart fluttered. You were always so gorgeous to him and he counted his blessing. Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to him and being married to you was even better.

A long love-filled sigh from your husband let you know he was home. You glanced over at Levi and smiled sweetly. "Welcome home, honey. Did you have a nice day?"

"Mm. I did."

You poured him a cup of tea and handed it over. "Good."

He admired you. "You are so beautiful."

You kissed him before he could drink his tea. "And you are incredibly handsome."

He downed some of his tea and sighed. "I wanna bite you."

"You can bite me later."

He growled as he placed his cup down. "There's a monster in here. A very hungry monster."

You flinched as you felt a shiver run up your spine, you loved it when he played the monster and chased you around. "A monster, huh?"

"Yes."

You nibbled your lip a moment as you gazed at Levi. You shifted on your feet before sprinting away and squealing. "No not a monster!"

Levi chuckled a bit before racing after you. "Yes! A monster! It's coming for you!"

You let out an excited and nervous laughter as you ran to the living room. "Nooo!"

He skidded to a stop at the end of the sofa. "Oh, cheeky little bunny."

You panted a bit. "You're not getting me, you sexy monster."

He smirked before climbing onto the sofa. "I will!"

You screamed and ran around the back of the sofa, but he jumped over it. "Back demon, back!"

"I will get you, little bunny!"

You raced up the stairs with Levi booming up them right behind you. With a sharp turn, you ended up in the bedroom. Before you could get to the other side of the bed, Levi picked you up and slammed you against it. You gasped as he climbed over you and attacked your neck with kisses.

You laughed as pure joy filled your heart. "Levi, that tickles."

He pulled back and smiled. "This monster shows no mercy to the most beautiful goddess."

You caressed his cheek. "Well, Mr Monster, I think you're very handsome and sexy. I want to be all yours."

He leaned down and kissed you. "Mm, is the stove and oven off?"

"Yes, I finished cooking and baking."

"Good, 'cause this monster is still very hungry."

You put on a sarcastic tone as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "Oh, no whatever shall I do..."

Lilly quietly played with her toys in the living room but paused when she heard you giggling. She carefully pushed herself up and wobbled a little, she was still getting used to her small legs and walking. She was on her way to three years old. She was smart and a very capable little girl.

She wobbled a moment before stomping into the kitchen to see her daddy pressed up against her mummy. "Silly." She giggled at watching you both.

Levi held you from behind, his hands roamed in naughty places. He kissed and nipped your neck as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear. He paused his actions when he heard a cute giggle followed by a tug on his trouser leg. He looked down and spotted his adorable little girl.

Lilly smiled up at Levi. "Daddy."

Levi released you and ruffled his daughter's hair. "Little flower. Hello. Do you want cuddles?"

She huffed. "Mm...mon...monster!"

Levi smiled. "You wanna play monster?"

She nodded and giggled. "Yes!"

"Okay then, ready? One, two, threeeee."

Lilly squealed and began running as fast as she could. "Monster!"

Levi carried on counting, spanked your bum on nine and then shouted. "Ten! Monster is coming!" He ran after her and spotted her hiding behind the sofa. "Where are you?"

Lilly gasped and ran. "Monster daddy!"

Levi followed her and chuckled as she went. "I'm coming to get you!"

Lilly reached up to the door next to you in the kitchen. "Mm, mummy help please."

You opened the door. "Be careful." You giggled as she ran. "Go Lilly, go!"

"Mummy come with!" She ran back over and grabbed your hand. "Run Mummy!"

"Okay, okay." You followed her outside and ran to her little play area. "The monster is very determined."

Levi saw you were joining. "Oh, a tasty meal for the monster!"

You pointed at him. "Behave."

Levi sprinted over. "I'm coming!" He scooped Lilly up making her squeal. "Got you!" He pretended to nibble her making her laugh. "Nom, nom, nom!"

Lilly laughed. "Daddyyyyy."

You hummed a laugh and sat in your cosy swing seat. "Oh my, the monster has its prize."

Levi eyed you. "The monster wants another prize." He put Lilly on his hip. "What do you think, Lilly? Will the pretty lady there accept a monster like me?"

Lilly giggled. "She's mine!"

"Yours?"

"My Mummy?"

Levi hummed. "Can we share her? I like her a lot." He nuzzled his nose against Lilly's. "I love her so much."

Lilly hummed. "Okay, you can have Mummy."

"Thank you." He walked over with Lilly. "Hello, beautiful."

You smiled at the two of them. "Hello. You both coming here for a cuddle?"

Levi sat next to you and placed Lilly on your lap. "We'd love one."

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