#Yandere Levi ackerman

[lazyexcuse]

Y/n:, says anything good about literally anything other than Levi, even an inanimate object.

Levi, tosses ring: “Go marry it then.”

[confessioncassette]

𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫 - 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐄𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐡

𝟏𝟖+. 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 - 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐄𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐬.

𝐭𝐰 : 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐄𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧, 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧, 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢, 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞! 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐄𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧, 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲, 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐄𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐧, 𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐨��𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩, 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 (𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝) 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 (𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦), 𝐯𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦? 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐚𝐥, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 : 𝟕.𝟑𝐤

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝟕𝐤 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐱 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭? 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 𝐛𝐫𝐨.

𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐝𝐨 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞-𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨. 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 :)

Entering his quarters, you’re careful not to spill the tea you’ve just brewed. 

The sky, painted in wildly of warm pinks and oranges, lights up the wooden walls of the room in a golden hue. It’s just about dinner time, but you know he won’t come out to eat just yet.  

The wooden floor is as loud as ever, groaning with every step as you approach the raven haired man. His hair’s slightly disheveled, a sight you don’t see too often, draping his face like a dark curtain over his brow as he’s hunched over his desk. The palm of his hand holds his head up while he reads a stack of paper. From where you stand now, waiting patiently before his desk, he reads intensely and you almost think that he hasn’t noticed your presence. His brows furrowed tightly, a scowl paints his lips and the scoff he breathes is the only indication that he, in fact, does know you’re here. 

He doesn’t move when you gently set the tea down in front of him, porcelain cup clinking against the saucer as you do. He doesn’t even care to take a second to glance up at you. 

“Thank you,” he mutters.

Your captain may not be the most expressive or warm, but he pays due in small acts of ‘kindness’. Maybe not the general sense of kind, but a kind that only Levi can give. Small kisses, touches or glances definitely beat the days where you used to misbehave. It’s not as confusing as you thought it was at first. After Levi has practically forced you to join the scout regiment and placed you on his team, you thought life would be a living hell having him watch over your every move, or needing to give all of yourself to him for his own personal venture. But it’s actually been… easy to say the least. You know his true feelings deep down, whether he showed it or not. His love for you tastes bitter sweet, a shock to the senses at first, but it always mellows out in a sweet aftertaste. Is it strange that you’ve come to like it?

All you need to do is obey. When you follow, life gets easier. 

Your fingers move to flatten out your skirt, another rule, an item you wear when the day is over. Captain claims he likes to see the soft flesh of your legs on display, but you know it’s for easy access. 

Levi clicks his tongue, clearly disappointed. Your eyes flicker to him, taking note on how much paperwork he has to review. You know what you’re in for with nights like these. 

Carelessly dropping the stack of papers, steel eyes lift to gaze upon yours. You swear that could get lost in his eyes forever. Piercing yet calm, a storm you could never predict, never failing to shock your system like jumping head first into an icy creek. Leaning back into his chair, he unfolds his leg over the other to spread his thighs apart. 

“Come.” He glares. 

You nod before quietly walking around his desk, his eyes never leaving yours like he’s watching for any hesitation. But you’ve come to learn his wants and needs, and deep down, maybe you want it too. Swinging your leg over one of his, you gently sit, straddling yourself over his thigh. Facing away from him, just how he likes. 

Thankfully, he’s removed his belts before staking out in his office tonight. 

Arms slither around your torso to hold you close, pulling your back into his chest. The warmth of his cheek rests against your shoulder before he presses a gentle kiss over your blouse. Maybe tonight he won’t be rough.  

“Long day?” You murmur with fingers gliding over his forearms. The familiarity of his skin tickles your senses. 

He hums in response, from whatever energy he has left. Levi always works too hard with little sleep. He’s always up, shifting through paperwork, planning future operations, rallying the squad and dealing with personnel issues. Most people don’t realize, and maybe you didn’t at first either, but he’s dedicated and strong willed. When he’s not on missions, he’s cooped up in his office. Maybe that’s why he moved you in his living quarters the day Erwin signed to you the scouts without even asking you. Your future was already written for you. 

“What can I do?” You turn your head slightly over your shoulder to get a closer look at his face, but all that meets your gaze is his disheveled hair. 

A beat passes, and you allow him the time. You know that it’s rare for him to be graced with silence, so you’ve come to be patient as ever when he collects his responses. He moves, and icy blue eyes find your face. His eyes are heavily lidded, cold. But his warm scent finally reaches your nostrils. 

 He’s exhausted. Like always. You swear his eyebags grow darker and darker by the day and the wrinkles that rest between his brows grow deeper by the month. 

“Just sit with me.” His forehead presses into your back.

It’s not incredibly rare that Levi shows this amount of affection, some days he’ll come back home from a long day just to hold you, like his own personal comforter. Some days he’s so riled up that he’ll come bursting through the door to rip your skirt up your back and fuck you sensless without a word. But something today seems oddly… off. You oblige regardless. 

His breathing against you lulls every vein in your body. The soft warmth of his breath through his nose heats up your back in a comforting way. 

“My favorite time of day...” He mumbles into you. 

You smile to yourself, happy that Levi is even expressing himself right now. It’s small, but more than he normally does. This is a rarity, and you’re thankful he’s not taking his anger out on you. So, you enjoy it while it lasts. 

“Miss you so much when you’re gone…” 

Though Levi watches you like a hawk, and you’re supposed to be glued to his side at all times when going out, you still have a job to do amongst your comrades. Without causing suspicion through the scouts, you’re allowed to perform your leadership and tasking with normalcy. But you know he’s always watching. Talking too long with soldiers or showing too much expression with them could cause you a one way ticket to Levi’s wrath later on. 

You slide your fingers through his as you scan over the hundreds of papers laid in stacks over his desk. 

“Levi,” you begin sweetly and softly, “I’m on your squad. You see me everyday… I live with you. If I don’t keep the group engaged, you know things won’t get done.” You shift on his thigh as Levi stays quiet.

His soft hair tickles your arm as he shifts his gaze down to your thighs. Soft lips press into your shoulder while his hands glide up your torso to grope at your chest. He kneads greedily at your flesh under your blouse.

“Levi…” 

In silence, his open mouth kisses up your neck, warm tongue darting out to lick a stripe behind your ear, ending it with a bite to your earlobe.

You hum in response to his breath fanning against your skin. The wetness from his tongue causes ripples of pleasure down your spine. It never takes long to get you nice and pliant for him. Your body’s completely re-programmed to need his touch.

He’s already hard. Dipping his hand under your shirt to play with your nipple, a grunt passes his lips as he gently twists and rolls your bud between his index and thumb. 

You whimper, nipples sensitive to his rough touch. Under the calluses of his fingers, the sandpaper feeling riles you up, making you twitch over his thigh. You feel his other hand slide up your leg and pause at your hip. 

You realize what he’s asking you to do.

Unusually odd that he’s letting you cum first, but you take it. Blunt fingernails latch onto your hip tightly, and begin to move your waist back and forth over his thigh. You oblige and roll your hips along with his ministrations, angling yourself just right so your clit grinds over the fabric of his muscled thigh. 

“Use my thigh,” is all he commands. The hand that was toying with your breast now presses over your stomach, holding you firmly against him. His inhuman strength is usually used as a tool to put you into submission, and it now traps you in an embrace without room to have second thoughts. 

“Yes…” You huff. 

His fingers claw deeper into the bone of your hip, “yes what?”

“Yes, captain.” You breathe. Leaning your head back to rest in the crook of Levi’s neck, your hips now hump his thigh roughly with the help of his grip on you. Your clothed pussy begins to leak through the fabric of your panties as your clit perfectly grinds down onto Levi’s muscular thigh. 

Levi growls, his nose rubbing up against your exposed nape. Your breath quickens, the sensation of his warmth, his breath and touch clouds your vision with euphoric haze. Seeing how good and pliant you’re being for him, he rewards you with bouncing his leg slightly into your rhythm, which forces your breathless pants to grow louder.

“You’ve been so good to me.” He comments. “You deserve a reward.”

Too nice. He’s being too nice. 

Levi roughly presses his lips into your face and bites down on the flesh below your jawline, your brows knit tightly together as you whimper in pleasure. His tongue follows up with little reassuring licks to make up for the pain. 

A gasp passes through your lips and you begin to grind down on him faster, feeling yourself quickly becoming undone by just his thigh.

“Close…” you manage to whimper. 

“Come on my thigh like the little whore you are.” 

You’re so lost in the moment, your eyes squeeze shut. You moan like a bitch in heat for him, grinding faster and faster over him, completely taking advantage of his niceness. It almost feels like he actually loves you, being so giving today. 

Head back and eyes wide shut, letting loose of all the little moans you give him completely muffle the door to his office creak open and close with a click. 

“Who’s slut are you?” You aren’t even looking at him but you feel his glare burn through the side of your face.

“Yours, Captain! Only yours!” You babble. You’re easily becoming an incoherent mess and Levi is loving every second of it. Your brows knit tightly, your mouth slightly agape and the way you submit so easily for him is a dream. Your beautiful face letting go, the sweat that glistens your skin and the euphoric expression you carry completely enthralls him. The fact that he can get you so drunk off just his leg leaves him fixated. As you should be. It’s a reward after all. 

You weren’t so open at first. If anything, you were shy, feigning with no backbone. Always eager to please, but furious when he dropped a stack of orders to the scouts at your feet. You were a brat from the start. At first, you’d hesitate to follow his commands. Shy away from his touch. But time only corrected you. With enough punishments, you snapped out of your shitty behavior and became this. How he longed to make you love him, make you completely obey his every command. He’s finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel with how your body responds to him. 

He knew you’d come to this one day. From the very moment he laid eyes on you in a sea of cadets training in boot, he found himself curious. A hell of a recruit, and incredibly independent. He found himself waking up earlier than normal to observe you get in formation before sunrise just to see the determination on your face. You never complained, even when you were punished by Shadis with incentive physical training. You’d run miles and miles for a small discrepancy without a single complaint. You were top of your class, inquisitive. It didn’t bother you to ask questions if you didn’t understand something. You’re sharp, quick. He’d even take breaks when you did, following you to the galley to observe you eat. Watching you laugh with your comrades needed to be corrected, but that was easy, because he’ll teach you. Everything else you did, you did with grace. 

You were an insufferable pain in the ass. This meant that he just had to interfere. 

He’d even check your gear before training with wooden titans. It wasn’t even a real threat to get eaten in training, but he didn’t care. He found himself needing you to pass. Levi wouldn’t even glance at the others while he strided right past them to get to you. Standing taught at attention, you’d let him prod and pull at your body, his face expressionless when he’d tighten your leather straps. He needed to know more. 

That’s when he’d visit Erwin to discuss your future, like you didn’t even have a say in it. Erwin was quite amused himself, Levi has never had an interest in another human before. So within a day, orders were drafted and signed for you to get an express post to his squad. Good thing you were competent enough not to die. 

Levi continues to handle your hips roughly, pushing them back and forth to aid you to cum, as  he dips his other hand inside your skirt, finding the clothed bundle of nerves to roughly rub circles over.

“Ah! Yes, yes, yes! Right there, Captain please…” Your head lolls over Levi’s shoulder, rocking back and forth freely. Your thighs squeeze around his legs, your body’s attempt at gripping him in every way you can as you chase your orgasm. 

“Let go, let me see your face.” Levi growls into your ear, his nose pressed firmly into your cheek, not letting up on rubbing circles into your sweet cunt. 

One rough press against your clit and you’re seeing stars. Your mouth gapes open in a silent scream as you continue to hump your captain to chase that feeling, your cunt flutters around nothing as you ride your high. 

All the while Levi’s attention shifts to the man now sitting across from his desk.

“See how easy she is?” Levi’s voice is faint, so far away as your ears ring, even though he’s right next to you. You don’t really register what he says either, you assume he’s praising you for being so good for him. Your body feels like it's soaring through clouds.

“... Such a pretty little thing. Got yourself a good one Levi, so obedient.” Says a man. A different man with a deeper voice than Levi… sounding like-

“Want to see how pretty she gets when I fuck her dumb, Erwin?” 

Your eyes snap open and you lunge forward. You’re quick to cover yourself with your skirt but Levi’s quicker. He grabs your wrist and keeps you still. His other hand firmly grips your thigh from closing your legs together.  

Levi clicks his tongue, “Don’t act so shy now, you just came in front of the man.” 

“Levi-”

You’re cut off by his calloused hand gripping your jaw tightly. Squishing your cheeks he forces you to look at your commander in his grip, you whimper. 

“Not done with you yet.” He growls, his free hand takes yours and places it over his hardened cock. “You have to take care of this first. It’s the least you can do since you got me this way.”

“No need for haste, Levi.”

Shooting daggers to Erwin, Levi’s breath is rapid, heartbeat thumping along your back. Levi clicks his tongue. 

Removing the grip over your jaw, Levi’s wraps his arms around your torso to keep you in place. Your face burns with embarrassment, how could you be so careless of letting Erwin see you like this. Levi was very clear on keeping you a secret. Your eyes flicker downward to avoid all eye contact. 

“He knows already.” Levi comments to you, maybe for reassurance, but keeps his stare to his commander.

You’ve been around Erwin enough, due to Levi and him being close. Levi always followed his lead and trusted his comrade, even in the wake of battles. Despite many casualties and seeing your fellow soldiers meet their demise, Erwin always made sure the two of you came back home, and with that, you began to trust him too. From the late nights of meetings until early morning in Erwin’s office, to waking up early to eat breakfast with the two of them, you’ve grown reasonably comfortable with the commander.  Erwin is meticulous, strong and intelligent. You never thought to see the day where he’d see you unravel. You didn’t even know Levi had told him about the two of you. Though, it was strange that you were immediately shipped to the scouts under humanity’s strongest soldier before even seeing the fleet and having a choice. 

Little touches never went unnoticed, though. While it was adjusting your uniform or the lingering touch of thick fingers when he hands you something, you guess you never noticed what glimmers behind those ocean blue eyes. You did notice Levi’s grimace when he does so, probably because you know the rules. But Levi has always been too loyal to the blond, he never once stepped out of place to confront his commander. That’s just how tight their bond is.

Icy blue eyes slide to you from across the desk, face stoic as always. 

“Have you had a chance to discuss with her-”

“Not. Now.” Levi says through gritted teeth. He’s becoming impatient. 

But… discuss what? 

Erwin leans back in his chair and folds his arms, his muscles underneath his uniform bulging as he does so. His giant form engulfs the room, and suddenly you feel small. A different type of small that you’re used to with Levi. Erwin commands a room, an entire regiment, one look could make anyone cower. 

You’re completely exposed to the two strongest men on the continent. 

“I suppose we can break the news to her later.” 

You’re right here. You’re a powerful soldier on Levi’s squad, despite being forced. Why are they talking like you’re not even here? 

You shake your head slightly in disbelief as you look down at Levis forearms that wrap around your stomach. 

“Not my fault that you could’ve picked a better time to drop in. I’m finishing what she started.” 

“By all means, do so.” Erwins hand gestures to you, nodding in acceptance. 

In one quick motion, Levi pushes you off his lap and shoves you over his desk. The neat little stacks of paper now flying forward onto the floor to Erwins feet. The commander doesn’t flinch. 

“Erwin’s not leaving,” he presses his hips into your ass. His hand slides into your hair from the bottom of your neck to roughly lift up your skull, “If he requests anything, you better obey. I don’t tolerate disrespect in my office. Especially to the higher brass.” 

His grip tightens and you shudder, “Got it?” 

You nod, ignoring the pain of every hair strand being pulled from your scalp. 

“Is she always this good, Levi?” The blonde's lips curl into a devilish smirk as he gets comfortable, resting his temple against his fingers. Bright blue eyes flash with amusement as his gaze lowers to yours. For such a brilliant color, something dark swims beneath the surface. You can’t explain the feeling, but your skin prickles at his intensity. Something is definitely wrong here. It feels like you’ve been shut out, and for the first time, you feel like an outsider, a prey just waiting to be pounced on.

“Usually.” He responds coolly. 

Your thoughts are interrupted by Levi pulling roughly at your panties, ripping the fabric down your leg. You instinctively lift your feet so he can toss them to Erwin. The blonde takes his free hand to pick them up and thumb the wet spot, before bringing them to his nose to inhale your scent. 

The cool air hits your ass when he lifts your skirt above your waist. You shift your weight, embarrassed at how Erwin doesn’t take his eyes off you with your panties to his face.

“Stay still.” Levi mumbles, his hand pressing on your lower back as a warning. 

“Yes, Captain.” You’re breathless in response, eyes flashing to your commander. 

That earns a satisfied hum from the blond. 

Levi’s quick to free his cock from his zipper, not even bothering to get fully undressed. His soft top comes to rub gently along your thigh, smearing a glob of precum before his hand guides himself to your slit. This earns a sharp inhale from him, “You’re soaked.” 

You muffle a groan. 

“If you hold back I’m going to beat your ass senseless, hear me?” Levi folds forward over your body, tugging your hair roughly. 

“Y-yes,” your mouth slacks open. 

“Tch.” 

His blunt head pokes at your entrance and your eyes roll back when he pops his head inside. Your pussy stretches in beautiful pain, eager to let him in as he continues to press himself deeper into your walls. Feeling the prickly sensation of adjusting to his cock, you drop your forehead against his desk. 

“Hey,” Erwin calls, “eyes on me.” 

Fluttering your eyes open, you lift your head to obey. Your eyes glaze over in clear liquid to look at your commander through thick lashes. Levi continues to work himself into your fluttering cunt as your gaze remains on the blonde. 

Erwin hums in satisfaction, bringing his thick hand to his crotch. His eyes never leave yours as he rubs his hardened cock over his trousers. You don’t dare break the eye contact, but fucking hell, is he massive. The imprint of his cock is sideways under his pants, but it lays thick and long, stretching over to his thigh. You clench around Levi. 

“Should’ve known you’re an attention whore.” Levi’s voice is degrading. As he finally bottoms out, he stills, balls pressing firmly against the curve of your ass. 

“Looks like she’ll take the news well then.” Erwin says.

“Just because we made a deal, doesn’t mean you get all of her from now on you bastard.” Levi retorts.

Erwin’s nostrils flare. 

“Don’t forget that I saw her first.” Levi snaps like a rabid dog protecting its food. 

Before you could process the conversation, Levi pulls his cock out all the way and slams back into you. Your body jerks forward over the desk, hip bones crash into the wood and a pained moan escapes your lips. Your eyes feel hot and blurred with tears. You’re still so tight… but you can’t help but feel so good. Your walls flutter and contract with pain and pleasure to accommodate him. 

Levi begins at a good pace, his cock swiping over your sweet spot so easily. With every rough thrust, his balls lightly slap at your clit. Your eyes don’t leave the commander's when he rids himself of his pants. His cock now free and resting loosely in his hand. He’s even taken the time to roll up his white undershirt to his elbow, revealing his thick forearms dressed with veins. 

You can't help but stare through glassy eyes. 

Erwin’s cock is big. Even bigger than the print you saw under his trousers earlier. He’s a broad and thick guy, so it shouldn’t surprise you that his cock resembles just that. Thick, milky white, and thicker towards the bottom, his cock head flares a flushed pink color. He’s already wet, a large bead of precum rests atop his slit, thick veins run along his shaft beautifully. He’s girthy, and long. As his pretty, veiny, large hand runs gently up and down his shaft, you notice he could probably use two hands to touch himself. 

The fuck are you thinking? This situation, this lifestyle wasn’t determined by you. It’s moments like these where you snap back to reality and realize you’re not a robot. Your body, your mind have accustomed to Levi-

“Think she can fit me in her mouth?” Erwin asks, his rosy lips part, eyes scanning over your body.

Levi suddenly stops fully inside you. 

“She’ll make it work,” he thrusts into you once as a warning to be good, blunt fingernails squeeze your waist, “won’t you?” 

You nod, “Yes, Captain. I always try my best.” 

Satisfied, Levi begins to grind into you again, but at a slower pace. His hips roll deep into you, his stomach flexing as he does so. 

“What a good girl…” The blond stands up from his chair then squats before you, his eyes meeting at your level. Bringing his large hand to your face, rough fingers swipe gently along your cheek to wipe a stray tear. 

“So precious.” He comments before his hand slides down to your jaw as he stands. Putting very little pressure to open your mouth, you obey. 

“Take me in your mouth.” He breathes your name. “There you go…” he murmurs while pressing a large thumb to your bottom lip. You look up at him through your lashes innocently while his eyes swim with lust and excitement. He’s a beautiful man, and he captivates you easily. His gaze chains yours to him, daring you to look away.

The tip of his cock bumps your lip before pushing in. As he slides himself inside, he gives a shaky groan. “Ah, fuck, such a good girl.” 

You moan around his cock before he pulls out just a little and thrusts back in shallowly. Levi’s hand lifts your right leg and places it over the desk to begin a quicker pace. Feeling the heat rise in your belly, you can’t help but fuck Levi back. Your hips push desperately against him while your mouth is full of a cock you can’t even handle.

And you do your best, slacking your jaw open to the best of your ability to fit him inside you gag slightly.With the new position, Levi’s squeezing and spreading your ass to watch himself fuck your little cunt over and over again. 

Erwin’s hands come up to grip your head on each side to hold you firmly in place. His hips thrust into your face harder now, but you’re still not taking all of him yet. You’re barely halfway down his cock but he doesn’t complain. He’s got all the time after this to train your mouth to accommodate him.

Instead, he coos, talking to you gently and sweetly. “Levi, she’s so precious.”

You bat your lashes and look up at him. You’re not used to the praise, and it feels fucking good. You’re eager to please him more than you have Levi in the past. 

Your tongue flicks along his shaft and vacuum in your cheeks to properly suck him off. The look he gives you is filled with adoration - his pale cheeks flushed so pretty and pink, his eyes glazed over and a piece of his golden hair falls over his brow. He looks like a beautiful mess, all because of you. Pride swells in your chest. You really are doing good for him. 

“You’re doing so good. God, you take me so well.” 

Erwin feels his stomach tighten, but he doesn’t want this to end just yet. Your mouth is so wet and warm around him, sucking him for all he's worth to the best of your ability. And you’re so obedient. He can feel how swollen your lips are and can see the drool pooling beneath you on his comrade’s desk. It’s a sight he’s always dreamed of seeing - he can’t stop now. 

“Pretty little thing so eager to take my cock. Is it too big for you?”

Erwin pulls you off his cock with a pop. A string of saliva still connects from your puffy lips to his flushed tip. You can’t help but feel bad, his cock looks so angry and desperate.

You’re practically in a mind numbing state. You’re not thinking rationally, but you have to be good. You don’t know what punishments lie beyond this is you disobey.

Levi takes the opportunity to wrap a hand around your throat and lift you up off his desk. 

“Who owns you?” Your brain is foggy as he man-handles you upwards, he barely gives you a chance to speak.

Smack.

Your ass swells seconds later. You try to respond, but your mind is so fuzzy you just can’t keep up.

“I said who fucking owns you?”

You swallow thickly, “Yuh- You own’mmh!”

He pulls your back flush into him with your leg still resting over his desk. His arm snakes around your waist and grips you tightly. 

“I can’t fucking hear you, bitch. What? Can’t speak because I’m fucking you stupid over my cock?” His minty breath fans over your ear. Your mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water, your head feeling lighter by the second. 

“Can’t handle this cock? You need your Captain to take care of you and fuck you ‘til you can’t feel anything other than my dick? So pathetic… look at you.” He begins to jack hammer his cock into you with full force. 

“Don’t worry, your Captain will take care of you, like always. Just be still.” The grip of his hand is so tight around your neck that it’s beginning to get harder to breathe, but the rhythm of his breaths and grunts tell you it won’t be long before he breeds you. 

“You’re my bitch. Mine-” Levi’s easily losing control. 

You roll your eyes back with your mouth slacked open in a silent scream as your walls squeeze around him. Your knees threaten to buckle under you but Levi’s arm around your waist keeps you from moving too much.

“Take it,” He growls as his hips stutter. 

Seeing your mouth slacked open, Erwin takes the opportunity to lean forward and collide his lips to yours in a messy, open mouth kiss. The taste of peppermint is overbearing as it’s already hard to breathe. You’re completely suffocated by the hand choking you out and Erwins deep kiss. The blonds thick tongue slides past your lips to entangle yours. 

Messy, so very messy. Your spit dribbles down your chin, but Erwin could care less, if anything, he’d lap it up if he wasn't so occupied with kissing you. Erwin shakes, as he fists his cock while you kiss. The room fills with sounds of clicking, grunts, and skin slapping and it’s all too much. 

That’s when you feel the man behind you push forward and swipes his tongue over your kiss, aggressively asking permission to join. Erwin moves to the side to allow him in. The grip over your neck softens so you can kiss them back. And you do so. 

Both of the men's tongues shove deep in your mouth, and you do your best to keep you. It’s messier than before. Grossly forcing you into a three way kiss, you move your lips to their ministrations. 

The men let out deep growly moans that vibrate your lips before Levi’s pulls away to latch onto your neck, his teeth sinking down into the flesh. You feel the rush of warmth inside you, his ropes of cum filling you deep as his cock twitches. 

He pauses for a few moments, as Erwin pulls away from you. Levi pants against your neck, before gently letting you go from his bite to kiss the ache away. 

He mumbles a “good girl” under his breath. You immediately feel empty when he pulls out, followed by the rush of his juices running down your thigh. 

You slump forward into Erwin's embrace across the desk. Your eyes fight to flutter shut and your body feels light as air against the warmth of your commander before you’re lowered gently down to the desk. 

Something soft touches your cheek. 

Oh right…

Your doe eyes look up at the blond with exhaustion. Your mind goes a million miles a minute while also feeling like you're drifting through honey. Your body’s pleasurably numb. The back of his hand strokes your cheek, wiping away a few stray tears before he takes your face in both of his hands again. 

“You’re right, she does look good when she’s fucked dumb.” Erwin wildly grins down at you and pauses for a moment. 

“Is it finally my turn?” He asks, his icy blue eyes locked onto yours like you’re the perfect little treasure. His face still flushed with a pretty shade of pink, and his hair more out of place than before. Your eyes flicker down to his cock and see that it looks like it’s about to burst. Precum oozes out of the tip, it looks like it's aching.

No. You can’t.

Then you look at Levi, who’s wiping himself off in the bathroom with a damp towel, his eyes locked on to yours. 

The candle from the bathroom glows and flickers, an expression you can’t decipher paints his face. His face almost looks like longing, or uncertainty - you can’t tell. His movements compliment just that. They’re slow, careful and thoughtful as he folds the now dirty towel and places it on the side of the water basin on the table. 

His muscles are extra prominent due to the candle behind him and his office now dimly lit by the lanterns outside. His body is a work of art, strong but smaller than the man before you. He carefully takes a seat naked on the couch across the room. 

“All yours, Commander.” His expression is unreadable. Your eyes widen by his answer.

No. 

You panic. Anxiety ripples through you, almost making you nauseous. 

“Levi-” You breathe.

With a stone cold expression, Levi holds his hand up. “You do as I say, you do as he says. We both own you. That was the deal.”

“Wonderful.” Ewrin grins. Wonderful. Like you’re a toy. Like you’re not even here. 

They both… own you. 

Not just Levi, but..

“I couldn’t wait much longer to have you. If Levi wasn’t such a possessive bastard, it would've happened already.”

“She needed to learn.” Levi says coldy.

“I ran out of patience.” Erwin snaps. 

Turning his attention to you, he smiles. “And now you’re perfect. You’re daddy’s little princess.” Erwin coos. Levi grimaces.

Then it dawns on you, having Levi fuck you raw, controlling your every move, obeying every command, living with him, was one thing, but now Erwin? You look at Levi with pleading eyes, you don’t want him to lose his temper. You can’t read his expression because of the lack of light.

You can’t let this go on.

You miss the smile that creeps along Erwin’s face before he slides his hands from caressing you. 

Erwin’s eyes violate you, scanning your body sprawled out on the desk. He bends over to take a look at your cunt dripping with his comrades cum. 

Erwin groans at the sight. 

This sends chills down your spine and you almost want to cover yourself up with your skirt… but then you remember what Levi said. 

So you don’t dare fight.

Your eyes flicker to Levi, terrified of what he’s thinking. You don’t even get to look at him for two seconds before he comments.

“Knock that shit off.” 

“Hmm, princess, I won’t hurt you.” Erwin mumbles as he leans over your body and rubs his nose into your hairline, taking your scent in.His hands are over you in seconds. Rubbing, squeezing, kneading the flesh over your entire body. Your thighs and hips being his favorite, you notice. 

Both his hands fall over your ass to spread them wide open for him and get a closer look at your leaking pussy. He kneads your cheeks together and out over and over again to hear how wet you sound each time he spreads you apart. 

You give him a whine. 

“Princess getting impatient?” No. He hums and you rock your hips in response, just to please him.

“What does she need? Can you use your words?” 

“Wan-you, Commander,” you whisper, arching your back.

“Want me to do what baby?” A thick finger slides over your slit ever so gently and you shudder. Everytime you push yourself into his touch, he moves farther away. You huff in frustration.

“Please, m’want you to touch me.” 

“Well since you asked so nicely, sweet girl...” The next thing you feel is his wet tongue flicking at your clit and you groan at the sensation. His wet muscle licks over and over then moves up towards your aching hole and back down again. 

Then, he goes all in. His mouth latches on to your cunt and sucks aggressively. His tongue rolls over your clit from the inside of his mouth and ends it in a kiss to your pussy. 

“You’re so sweet,” he moans and you feel the rumbling of his deep voice. The vibrations of his grunts mixed with him making out with your pussy drives you closer and closer to the edge.

“Commander-” You gasp, lifting yourself up from the table slightly. “I’m gunna-” your knees buckle underneath you but he doesn’t let up. He sucks and kisses your wet cunt to oblivion, sucking and lapping up Levi’s cum along with your juices. His nose prods and pokes at your slick hole - you wonder if he can breathe like this. 

Your walls flutter, tears stream down your cheeks and your fingers grip the ends of the desk. You begin to desperately hump his face back-

He pulls away.

“No!” You cry as the feeling of your orgasm slowly fades away. More hot tears stream down your face in frustration. 

“Shh, baby, don’t worry. I just want you to come on my cock is all. Your commander will give you what you want.” 

In one swift motion, Erwin flips you over on your back and adjusts your ass at the edge of the desk. His large hands slither under and around your thighs to spread them open in his hold. You feel his cock poking at your entrance quickly followed by him pressing into you. 

“You’re ethereal. So perfect. Let’s see-”

Your back arches off the table when he thrusts the rest of his length in roughly. Gasping, your body jolts at the size of his cock. He didn’t even give you the chance to adjust like Levi does. The mix of your wet cunt and Levi previously stretching you made it easier for him to enter, but you’re left breathless and pained from how much bigger he is. You can’t imagine how he would feel without Levi first.

“Look at your face, so precious. Levi- fuck - what an angel. You picked,” he breathes, breath fanning your face, “the perfect toy.”

Your pussy leaks what's left of Levi’s cum out and down your ass. You look up at Erwin through your wet lashes to find his eyes blown wide and wildly hungry. They’re fixated and ready to devour you whole. You’ve never seen him so riled up. Under his white shirt, his chest heaves deeply. You clench at the sight.

“Oh baby,” he’s breathless, “don’t do that. I’m already not going to last long,” 

You’ve never seen Erwin so disheveled. It’s almost an eerie sight. It’s like he’s been waiting years to feel you and he’s losing control. 

He pulls out to the head and you roll your eyes at the drag of his thickness along your walls, to only have him thrust back in and begin a steady rhythm. He’s less calculated than Levi, but he’s more powerful. His thick thighs slap the bottom of your ass as he grasps your flesh like his life depends on it. His grip keeps your knees nice and spread so he can watch your cum slicked cunt take all of him. A white ring’s already forming at the base of his cock. 

“God, how are you still so tight? It’s like your pussy is made for both of us to use.” That earns a grunt from your captain across the room.

You roll your head over to where Levi’s sitting to find his knees wide, cock already hard again, fisting it roughly. His eyes are locked on to you, lips parted, but his eyes show a possessiveness not even you have seen.

“Get this shit off,” your attention goes back to the blond. Erwin’s hand makes haste as he rips your blouse open to expose your chest. Immediately, he picks up his pace, eyes focused on your breasts bouncing to his rhythm. 

“Oh, fuck, such a pretty girl.” He leans his body over yours and buries his face into your neck, inhaling your sweet sweaty scent. His tongue licks a stripe all the way up and his teeth latch on to your ear. 

“Commander-” You breathe. 

“Going to cum so deep inside you- you’re going to be so full of my cum.” his hand slithers up your body to knead your breast. Erwin continues his abuse to your cervix and you just hold on for the ride. 

Suddenly, you feel something poke the side of your cheek, then fingers softly dancing along your jawline.

Levi. 

Captain guides your face to press your lips against his cock, but your eyes remain on Erwin. Taking him halfway in your mouth, Erwin curses and lifts his body back up to fully thrust into you, the desk groaning and shaking at the weight. 

His thrusts are relentless, making you choke over Levi’s cock. You mewl happily around Levi when Erwin places the pad of his thumb over your clit. 

“Come on princess, squeeze me, squeeze me-” And you do just that. Your walls clench tighter and tighter due to his ministrations over your clit. The coil in your stomach contracts and releases. You squeeze your eyes shut and your jaw slacks around Levi, making him pull out and jack off over your face. Your back arches as your convulse around Erwin.

“Fuck, yes. Take my cum-” The blond groans lowly as he grinds into your cunt, releasing his load deep inside your womb. Levi cums quickly behind him, hot ropes of cum paint your face, coating your lips and chin generously. 

Erwin doesn’t stop fucking you, instead, he grinds into you lazily until every last drop stuffs you full of his seed. Once he’s fulfilled, he stops inside you, chest heaving and skin blushed pink.

Leaning over you to place hundreds of gentle kisses over your chest, collarbone, neck, jaw- he mumbles. “So, good. You did so good.”

Erwin slides his arms underneath you to pick you up with little effort, cock still deep inside your walls. You can feel every flex of his muscles.

Exchanging an intense look with Levi, he carries you to the bedroom. He’s careful when he places you down underneath him over the familiar softness of your captain's shared bed. A clean scent wafts through your nostrils and you relax, letting your head sink into the mattress. You’re too exhausted to think clearly. Your mind is a haze, you feel utterly drunk. 

Erwins body towers over your body, still hard inside you. Your eyelids are too heavy to open and look up at him. You just want to rest.

“You’re staying tonight, right, Erwin?” Levi’s monotone voice rattles you as he enters the room, but you keep your eyes closed. Erwin, not looking up at his friend, places kisses at the corners of your lips.

“That was the deal.”

The mattress dips when Levi joins you both in bed, his arm sliding over your stomach and under Erwin to pull close into you. 

And that’s when you feel Erwin begin to lazily hump you again.

[0asisbliss]

Thinking about yanderes who aren’t the cute little obsessed ones that would do anything for you, but the ones who are the upmost disgusting, and vile creatures who go out of their way to see you in upmost pain and suffering. Who are disgustingly cruel to you, before they even kidnap you they make you suffer by sabotaging your daily life. When they first approached you, you didn’t know who they were at all. They were justifying every little thing they ever did to you. Feeling you up, and embracing you in an alleyway only for you to wake up chained to the floor in some dark room with them no where to be found. It’s all coming back to you however. The signs. There were signs you just never paid attention to them. Remember when you found your pet with its guts splattered on the floor in your apartment, or the time you found your missing best friend’s decomposing body on your bed after work? Instead of hiding yourself and preparing for the worst you went to the police. They could only do so much however. Eventually you thought things would go back to normal after a while. It didn’t, you kept finding and discovering more horrifying things. Which all lead up to this moment in reality. It’s not that bad honestly he just wanted to see you cry is all. He wanted to see you slowly break, and shatter into something that could never be fixed almost like him?

Chuuya, Dazai, (BSD) Shigiraki, Dabi, (BNHA) , Chrollo, Shalnark, Feitan, (HXH) Levi, Reiner, Eren, (AOT) Gojo, Geto, Choso, Sukuna, (JJK) or anyone else you could think of.

[apollodarling-writes]

Yander levi ackerman with fam reader pregnant headcanons I need this 😊

yandere! levi ackerman with a pregnant reader hcs

cws: soft levi, stockholm syndrome, fem! reader

— the moment yandere! levi finds out youre pregnant it’s over… and by that i mean he completely switches up his act. what once was forceful and heavy touches now becomes featherlight and hesitant.

— yandere! levi would take time off no matter the cost (keeping his odm gear just in case) and will return home to cater to your every need.

— oh, you need to use the bathroom? here, let him help you up! you’re hungry? hes already making your favorite food. late night cravings? hes whipping something up for you right now.

— yandere! levi will also force you to take vitamins so you and your baby are healthy. there will be no more skipping meals out of anger, no more defiance, nothing. you and your baby need to be healthy. even if you bite the rest of his fingers off, he will make sure you’re properly nourished. you’ve been good for him lately though, so he doesn’t think he’ll have to worry about that.

— yandere! levi is already decorating the spare room for the baby, consulting for everything. what colors are you thinking about for the nursery? which blankets you think the baby will like? are the blankets soft enough? are three dressers enough baby clothes? he got both boy and girl clothes in every style he could find to make sure you could switch up the aesthetic if you feel like it too!

— yandere! levi loooves rubbing your pregnant belly. he often wonders if the baby can feel the love he has for them this way. he also puts his ear up to your tummy and presses gentle kisses to it, murmuring how much he loves you and your mommy and how nice you’ll have it.

— yandere! levi will gently lift the bottom of your tummy once it gets big to take some of the weight off of your hips and back too!

-yandere! levi wants you comfortable, so he’ll make the bed around you more comfortable with blankets. levi will also massage your back and rub your feet once they start hurting. anything for his lovely wife!

— yandere! levi would be a wonderful dad too. he wants only the best for his family and will accept nothing less!

[animeyanderelover]

Could you write another lover massaging the yanderes but with Levi Ackerman, Annie, Ash, Sebastian, Yui and Angel Devil(with some sort of clothing covering him probably or another solution you can think of) ?

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional behavior, clinginess, mentions of self-harm in Ash's part, mentions of sexual assault and scars in Yui's part

Tags: @lovley-valentine7 @leveyani @chxxz @shumidehiro @cachamata

Receiving a massage from their s/o

Sebastian Michaelis

🐈‍⬛​Oh~? What do we have here? The level of smugness emitting from this man as soon as you offer to massage him after a particularly stressful day in the Phantomhive manor is unmatched, red eyes regarding you with a mixture of arrogance yet also fondness. This man teases you so much about your offer, especially if you didn't have the fondest opinion of him at the beginning. Still, he would never deny any physical contact with his mate, especially if his darling is the one initiating it. Still, as long fingers slowly remove every piece of clothing from his torso you can't ignore the suggestive gleam in his eyes. Quite honestly, the way he undresses in itself is almost inappropriate for some reason and the more you can't help but stare the more suggestive it seems to get. You're certainly nowhere as good as he is and for the first few moments his perfectionistic nature gets the better of him as he corrects you teasingly where to touch him to make him feel good. After a while he falls silent though and just enjoys the touch of his mate, the occasional growl of enjoyment escaping his chest which catches you off-guard the first few times.

Ash Landers

▫️​The thought of that much skinship almost has the angel feeling dizzy as soon as you offer him to massage him. You do not owe him anything at all, he doesn't mind the stress and frustration he feels with such a rotten world as he does it all for you. You actually need a good few minutes before he caves in, your impending disappointment and sadness much more painful for him than his principles. He gets quite flustered as he removes his clothes though, soon followed by a wave of shame as soon as he reveals some of the wounds he has inflicted himself when not feeling good enough for you which haven't faded away despite him healing faster than humans. Honestly, he's terrified. His heart is pounding against his chest, constantly worried that you will criticise him somehow which makes him exceptionally stiff as soon as you start. That tension remains for quite a while though soon you also notice that he's trying to stiffle groans or any other sinful sounds whenever you find a good spot. His pale cheeks quickly take on a pink hue, one he doesn't want you to see as he tries to hide his face. The moment he finally does relax he finds himself tearing up, touched by your kindness.

Annie Leonhardt

💗​There has to be an already established trust between her and you or otherwise Annie won't feel comfortable enough with your suggestion. She is in need of some relaxation though considering that she is constantly brooding over everything that has happened. Initially she denies you though after some awkward seconds of thick silence have passed by between her and you. Do not pester her too much or else she will get irritated and rude, do it the right way so that she doesn't feel annoyed. Once you have managed to convince her that she should try to relax for once and that you just want to treat her well Annie is doing her best to hide how flustered she actually is deep down behind her cold facade. Her control flips away though the more layers of clothes she removes until there is a dust of pink on her cheeks. Still, she is very tense and constantly steals glances at you once you start touching her as she isn't quite used to being so vulnerable with someone. Convincing her to relax and loosen up takes a while, all her muscles stiff as if she feels the need to be on alert. Once she slowly learns how to unravel a bit she stops her cautious glances and just silently enjoys the experience.

Levi Ackerman

⚔️​Levi struggles to be openly vulnerable after all the tragedies he had to experience throughout his life and you could almost say that it low-key scares him to reveal that much of his heart and thoughts to his darling. Whilst he doesn't outright denies you when you offer him a massage there is still a long pause as you can see the hesitation and conflict deep within his eyes. He struggles with the idea of being so defenseless, of having that amount of physical contact he probably hasn't experienced since he was a baby and held in the arms of his mother. Needless to say, he's awkward and conflicted even once he complies. There is that fleeting look he gives you once he unbuttons his shirt and reveals his battle-damaged torso to you as if he wants to gauge if there is any hint of shock or unease on your face in which case he would instantly stop this idea. He flinches the first few times you touch his body before he forces himself to stay still yet it still takes him quite a while before he slowly allows himself to relax a tad bit more and to loosen up his tense muscles. It's a strange sensation though, a level of comfort he isn't quite used to as he just bathes in the soothing silence between the two of you.

Komori Yui

💎​Normally Yui latches on to every bit of affection her darling gives her, especially after everything she went through. However, she is quite hesitant when you ask her if you could give her a massage. There a bite marks all over her body from whenever someone from the Sakamaki or Mukami brothers sucked her blood against her will and it elicits feelings of shame and insecurity awake within her. She's worried that you may find those scars ugly which is why she finds herself having a hard time agreeing to it. It needs reassurance from your side until she agrees. There are still doubts within her mind and even though you assure her that she doesn't need to feel pressured Yui does as you tell her simply because she is deep down scared that she'll lose you otherwise. Trembling fingers still give away how much she is still in distress as she undresses even if she does her best to act like she is fine with it. None of that fear is directed against you though which is why she is begging you to continue whenever you ask her if it's really alright for her. She feels bad for the way her muscles tense and tremble even after she finally relaxes, her body finally recognising you as her safe haven.

Angel Devil

👼​Angel Devil finds himself tilting his head, expressing some concerns regarding his abilities to steal the lifespan of those who touch him. Some part of him is still mildly interested to know what massage feels like as he has heard occasionally about all the therapies and the advantages of it. Now, ususally he isn't a fan of being ordered around too much due to his lazy nature but he makes exceptions for his darling. The only thing he insists on is that you cover your own hands as well as his back to avoid any skin contact. Honestly, he has zero ideas of what to expect despite what he has heard in the past as he just lays down, putting an amount of trust in you he very rarely grants other people. The sensation of being touched, even if only through layers of clothing, in such unfamiliar and intense ways catches even him by surprise though for the first few moments. As soon as he has categorised the sensation as pleasant though he lets you carry on whilst he just enjoys the fact that he has to do nothing at all and can just enjoy this massage. Angel Devil finds himself more than once dozing off between sessions, lazy eyes opening before closing once more.

[ackerifle]

Hello! Can you please do a scenario where reader comes to help Levi do paperwork in his office and he offers her some tea. She doesn't think much of it and drinks the tea, but soon starts to feel dizzy before going unconscious. The next day, she wakes up in his bed, naked, and wrapped in his arms.

paperwork date!

yan. captain levi ackerman x fem vice captain. reader

+ CW. — abuse of power & authority, drugging, slight gaslighting, implied: rape/non-con & somnophilia.

you are starting to believe that captain levi’s office is becoming yours with how often you spend your time there. even your fellow special operations squadmates tease you for your absence now that you’ve taken on the new — and quite precarious — position as vice captain. although you have yet to find a plausible reason as to why the captain promoted you in the first place, let alone allowed your entry into his meticulously handpicked squad. and coincidentally, you simply cannot recall the last time you had a break from captain levi’s overbearing presence, and his room, since becoming his vice captain.

oftentimes, at this late hour in the evening, it is you who brews and brings tea for captain levi— per his request, that is, and for whatever godforsaken reason that he has yet to divulge, but who are you to defy orders? the first day you had been requested to his office to assist with the arduous hours of labor that was completing paperwork, you had thought to prepare some tea. it was meant to be a kind, one-time, gesture of reassurance and camaraderie from your end. but now you fear that your captain’s become rather spoiled, as the second time around when you had showed up empty handed, he looked far from pleased.

so alas, you come to a standstill in front of his office’s door. pitch perfect posture, not a thread misplaced on your uniform, and hands settled onto the handles of a small silver platter tray. your eyes absentmindedly drift to the contents atop the salver: a ceramic teapot that is far too nice to have been found in the survey corps, two matching cups and saucers of the same lavish set, a dainty teaspoon, a creamer, and a bowl for sugar cubes accompanied by sugar tongs; and even though you know quite well that he doesn’t utilize the latter two dishware, you are adamant about keeping them for formality's sake. but you can’t help but feel that you’ve neglected to include something in the assortment.

due to your hands being held hostage by the tea that captain levi was so persistent on you delivering, you clear your throat to announce your arrival, “sir, it’s vice captain name.” he doesn’t entertain your salutation with a response of his own, but rather, gauchely slams open the door with concerning haste. you dwell on the fact that it was just too fast, even for someone of his caliber, almost inhumanely so, and it makes you speculate if levi was stationed right at the entrance, waiting for you.

levi’s expression is unreadable, but his frown is apparent as ever. he’s blocking the doorway with his body, one hand holding the door at arms length, and the other pointing inside the room towards the desk at the center of his office, “you, inside. now.” his voice is stern, addressing you as if he were reprimanding you for insubordination. it causes you to grimace, but you know better than to test levi’s last nerve.

you step inside, cautious as to not tip over any of the cups, or cause the tea you had spent such a fastidious amount of time brewing to overflow out past the flange of the teapot. hurriedly and heedfully all in the same, you navigate your way to the guest-side front of levi’s desk, avoiding the chair and stacks of paperwork in your way; and you are beyond attentive whilst lowering the silver plate down until it is completely flat on the table. you don’t release your white knuckled grip on the handles until you see the contents on the platter tray have stopped trembling. had you not been so immersed in your soundless struggle to appease levi’s strict cleanliness standards, you would have picked up on the sound of the door being locked.

sighing softly, relieved, you slump your shoulders and pull the chair beside you by its crest rail, wincing when it scrapes against the floor and creating an obnoxious screech in retaliation, before taking a seat. levi enters your line of vision from the left, and you flinch when he cuts unnecessarily close to you, enough for you to feel his uniform’s coat brush past yours, but not enough to feel his body beneath it. a scowl instinctively makes its way on your face, one that you cannot hide, and you’re thankful he didn’t catch it, faced away from you entirely. levi swivels his heel with sharp precision once he’s stood on his side of the desk, standing in front of his chair, but he doesn’t sit.

there is a pair of inkwells on the desk, wedged between the piles of untouched documents, and you take hold of the one that still has its lid sealed on. near to the opened inkwell are a couple of feather pens, one is in rough condition, and two seem untainted by the ink and whatever iron grip they were unfortunately subjected to for the past few hours. you retrieve the one furthest from the middle of the table, and when it finally dawns on you that levi has still yet to make a move to sit down after a lengthy silence, you hesitantly tilt your head to take a glance in his direction.

he appears in deep thought, concentrated on something beyond your immediate comprehension, until you follow his gaze down to the silver tray. and now that you bring your attention to it, the tea has a delightful aroma to it, and smells as though it’s finally been steeped long enough— “you forgot the strainer.” levi isn’t pointing it out, he’s chastising you.

pesky tea leaves, curse you. perhaps an oversight on your part, the one that you had intuitively sensed earlier but could not place a finger to, but minuscule as a stand-alone mishap. how mean of him, really, it was as if levi was trying to find something he could fault you in. and considering the scrupulous amount of time he took to detect such a minor mistake, he would not be satisfied until he did. you can’t ascertain whether it’s because levi loathes the thought of you doing anything right without his personal interference, or he simply gets a power trip by nitpicking at you. you’re starting to believe it’s both.

“i’m sorry, i can go get one right now—” levi interrupts you, or more fittingly, silences you, without even so much as uttering a word. he takes the handle of the teapot with the two fingers of his right hand, mindful of its fragility, and gathering the teacups together in his left hand. “nonsense, i already have one.”

levi turns his back to you, setting the ceramics atop the dressers lined up on the wall behind his desk. without missing a beat, he locates the drawer containing this supposed strainer with ease, and sure enough, a tiny mesh tea strainer can be seen pinched between his pointer finger and thumb. of course captain levi has this in his office, he may as well have the whole tea set hidden in that drawer, and of course, captain levi can compensate for every single flaw and shortcoming his vice captain has.

his fondness for the craft is evident as he takes it into his own hands to strain the tea for both cups, “sir, i could have done that.” forcing yourself to avert your eyes, as if dismissing the whole (ridiculous) ordeal altogether, aggravatedly setting the closest report down in front of you and skimming the words, “i know.”

levi returns to his seat, this time, he does sit, but not after returning the teapot and teacups to their rightful places on the expertly organized platter, “here.” he lifts one of the cups in that peculiar way that he always does, by the edge of its rim, and extends a hand towards you, “you brewed it, it’d be a shame for me to enjoy all this good quality tea alone.”

reluctantly, you entangle your hands around the handle, impatiently pulling it from his grasp before he can properly let go, and you drink until the teacup is half empty. sparing a passing glance at levi as you carefully set the cup back on its respective saucer, he seems satiated.

falling into routine, the rest of your exchange is done quietly. only the sound of feather pens making detailed incisions on the papers ricocheted throughout the idle office. and perhaps it’s the finely written cursive on the papers, or that it is well past curfew, but your eyelids feel unbearably heavy. it had become increasingly difficult for you to remain upright, slightly swaying in your seat, desperately attempting to regain your composure every time you nearly fall out of your chair. one particularly long blink has you absolutely reeling once you open your eyes, but the feeling of something brushing against your knee has you retaining consciousness instantaneously.

parting your lips with a surprised exhale, your eyes peer down to your legs, but there is nothing out of the ordinary. it must have been the inner side of the desk, the opening that created leg room so two people could sit comfortably across from one another. that sounded far better than accusing your captain of purposefully invading your personal space— seeing as such a thing has never happened before, him intentionally rubbing against your knee with his own, that is. you dismiss the notion altogether, but then it happens again, and this time, it feels like a hand.

“did… did you just touch me?” levi calmly takes his focus off his paperwork, momentarily stilling the movement of his feather pen, “no.” but for some reason, you still doubt him. and levi surmises as much as his eyes narrow, though not with suspicion, but something else that you can’t quite figure out in your delirious state, “are you sure?”

“do you want me to touch you?” he inquires with such sudden seriousness, it catches you off guard. your reaction time has been awful, but you almost immediately blurt out a; “no.” and your response is a little too quick for his liking.

“no?” levi echoes coldly.

no, that is what you recall from your last moments of blurred consciousness, but you can’t remember if you had said it, or levi had. quite honestly, that had become the least of your concerns as soon as you opened your eyes. met with the unforgiving glare of the sun shining through a suspiciously large window that most certainly didn’t belong to your room, you break into a sweat when you inhale the familiar scent of someone else, and you’ve become increasingly aware of how unbearably warm you are. you’ve been stripped bare, and despite being engulfed in a tangle of blankets and sheets, you feel disturbingly exposed. and you know this feeling, one of another naked body pressed against your backside and a pair of arms wrapped around your waist. any move you had initially tried to make was futile, thrashing about to free your own arms from the lock of the other pair, tugging at his wrists and pushing them down with all your might.

it’s startling when the hold around your waist suddenly tightens, as if constricting you out of breath, “you can deny it all you want, but your body loves it when i touch you.” you don’t need to turn and face the man keeping you hostage in his arms because levi’s voice is unmistakable, “it’s about time that i fuck you while you’re conscious anyway.”

[ghoularaki]

baby's breath | 12

↠  summary: Merely by coincidence, Erwin, your father's former friend had crossed paths with you again after nearly a decade. He offered solace once finding out you were struggling with not just school, but your home life as well. His home he shared with another one of your father's friends, Levi, became a sanctuary. Though, the more you came over for study sessions, the more they wiggled themselves into your private life. And like baby's breath, they weeded themselves in so deep you couldn't uproot them.

↠ word count: 3,347

↠ pairing: levi ackerman x reader x erwin smith

↠ genre/warnings: angst, smut, modern au, DARK CONTENT, yandere, daddy kink, forced infantilism, pet play, age gap, anaphylactic shock, hospitals

Erwin’s humming disturbed you.

You sat in the living room, a lot more docile than yesterday. Honestly, you were more in a daze than anything. Since the intrusive thought entered your head to kill Erwin in his sleep, you never really did escape from the idea. It toiled in your spiraling mind.

The man had you sitting on the floor, various crayons, glitter tubes and glue sticks scattered across the floor. He even allowed you different types of craft scissors along with construction paper so you had the utmost creative freedom. When he presented you the activity you would be doing today, he framed it as you finding a productive way to channel your emotions.

You were bitter for multiple reasons. He knew how much being here caused you turmoil, but still refused to let you leave. Though, you knew it was a little too late for that. A deeper set anger coiled in you. The fact that as a child you were never given this option. If Erwin wasn’t such a pervert, if this was before everything, you would have wanted him as your father instead.

The crayon in your hand snapped in half from the force you were digging the poor thing into the paper. For the past few minutes you had just been scribbling circles upon circles on the pink sheet. You weren’t in the mood to put more effort into what you were doing. Plus you had the inkling Erwin would want to put your ‘masterpieces’ on the fridge. A shutter of disgust gurgled in your stomach.

Similar to yesterday, Erwin had sat on the couch, watching you with a stack of paperwork beside him. Peeking over, you were able to decipher it was for one of his classes. His thin, wire-rimmed glasses slipped down the arch of his prominent nose. The man paid no mind and continued scribbling with his fountain pen. His ankle rested on his knee in a laxed position. If you were dumber, you would think he was comfortable, absorbed in his work. You spied how he watched you through his peripheral.

Turning around, you went back to your own work. Laid on your stomach with your feet in the air, you crossed and uncrossed your ankles in unrest. You hated how he kept such a close eye on you. Never once did you leave his sight. Levi at least trusted you enough to let you go to the bathroom alone.

Speaking of the dark haired male, he would be home tomorrow. You had no clue when, most likely in the morning as to not raise suspicions that the ever so punctual Erwin would miss work again. Anticipation and foreboding plagued you. You could barely stand another moment of Erwin’s babying, but Levi was no better.

A phone ringing startled you. Sitting up to look at Erwin, he cursed under his breath. The call hadn’t been from his phone, but somewhere deeper in the house. From the ringtone alone you could tell it had been from a landline. You tried your best to stifle your excitement. A phone was somewhere readily available in the home and you had a notion it was in his office.

Erwin placed the papers down and got up with forced grace. He didn’t want to seem startled as well.

“Stay.”

You didn’t respond as you went back to your drawings, ignoring him. Erwin stood there for a moment and then left you to your own devices. Toying with the glitter tube, you waited for his footsteps to grow quieter. The second his office door closed, you snapped up and crawled to the edge of the archway. Erwin had really gone into his office.

Crawling back, you strained your ears to hang on his deep timbre.

Yeah, keep talking, you fucking freak, you taunted in your head.

You grabbed one of the craft scissors and went to the couch. Your time alone with Levi has taught you some things about the house and the layout of at least the living room. Being a neat freak, every day when he cleaned, he would lift and move the furniture to make sure no spot was left unsanitized. Tilting to the couch back, you had noticed a small hole in the dust cover.

Laying on your stomach, you reached a hand under the couch, scissors hooked on your pinky. Your fingers caressed the seam until they caught on the hole. Twisting the scissors, you shoved them in—blade first. Gently, you wiggled the handle inside until the scissors were engulfed by the grainy, dark fabric.

As you pulled your hand back, Erwin stopped talking. Time was up. Pushing yourself away and up, you dusted the front of your shirt off. Waddling on your knees back to where you were, just as you laid back on your stomach and cradled the crayon, Erwin came from the archway, glasses gone.

Your heart rattled in your ribcage. You waited for Erwin to quickly catch on. This had been the second time you took and hid something right under Erwin’s nose. You were stretching your luck impossibly thin.

“I think it’s about time for lunch, how about you?” Erwin asked as he strided to your form.

Raising on your elbow to pivot towards him, you quirked a brow, “I guess?”

Crouching down next to you, he manipulated your body so you kneeled in front of him. In an easier position, he grabbed your waist and lifted you up as he stood. Not wanting to fall, you wrapped yourself around him. By now you should have gotten used to how he refused to let you walk.

“The kitchen is literally ten steps away,” You snarked.

“Shush.”

You scowled and debated if you should bite his shoulder. Before you could, Erwin dropped you off at the island rather than the dining table. Spinning the stool around, you observed Erwin glide across the kitchen grabbing this and that. You shivered as the wafting cool air of the fridge brushed past you. The cabinet opened and closed with a thump as Erwin bent down to swipe two apples.

Placing them on the counter, he then reached for jelly that had been untouched. As he grabbed stuff for you, he also grabbed his own food. Going for the drawers, he placed his body in front of the padlock. You had no way to see what numbers he thumbed into the combination. From it, emerged a small knife.

Grabbing a cutting board, Erwin deftly cut your apple into small pieces. Though, he added extra cuts to the reddish skin and pulled them back to make bunny ears. You bit down how your upper lip twitched in irritation.

Once he was done, he reached for the cabinet to the side and grabbed an unopened jar of peanut butter. You squinted to make sure that’s exactly what he gripped. Your mouth opened on instinct to tell him you were in fact allergic, but you stopped yourself.

Sucking your lips in, you had to stop yourself from laughing. Freedom was literally inches away and it had been right there the whole time. The worst case scenario Erwin let you just die on the kitchen floor, but the best case scenario was so much sweeter. You banished the fear. The pain and risk would be worth it.

So you simply stared as he spread the tan, thick paste over the bread along with the sugary jelly. Carefully he cut off the crust and divided the sandwich in fourths to prevent choking. If only he knew. He would be his own undoing.

“Here you go, Princess.” Erwin handed your food to you on a plastic plate with tiny, pink dinosaurs dancing along it. Beside it, he placed a sippy cup filled with milk.

You mumbled, stifling the irritation, “Thanks.”

Nodding, he went to finish preparing his own food. He wanted to make sure his baby girl ate first.

In front of you was your death sentence and your ticket to freedom. You knew what you had to do, but fear still gripped you. Going into anaphylactic shock was terrifying. You had only had episodes a couple times, but after your last one, you were quite frankly traumatized. It had been years, and no one was at fault. You had forgotten your epipen. Your family had gone on a trip and despite telling the waitress your allergy, accidents happen. It was the first time you ever saw your father so scared.

Gulping down your nerves, you grabbed one of the pieces. Shakingly, the sandwich went to your lips. Shoving it in your mouth, you rapidly chewed and swallowed. Reaching for the sippy cup, you twisted it open and downed the milk.

A cough made it up your throat and you didn’t try to silence it. In a matter of minutes, hives broke out all over your skin and you started to laugh.

“Darling?” Erwin turned back to you, concern dripped off his tone.

Placing his own plate down beside you, he leaned over to see the hives creeping up and your eyes were bulging.

Grabbing your shoulders, terror furrowed his brow, “Y/n, what’s wrong?”

As your throat closed up, your shoulders bobbed up and down as you cackled. “I’m allergic.”

He faltered, “A-allergic? Allergic to what?”

Fog overtook your brain as more oxygen depleted. The panic started to overtake your amusement. It had really set in what you had done. Gripping Erwin’s arms, you could barely breathe. Your heartbeat sped up to an unhealthy rate, shaking your whole body.

“What did you do?” He nearly screeched, his fingers digging into your shoulder bones.

“Hosp…” You started, “Hospital.”

Your epipen had to be wherever they hid your car as your bag had been inside it during your fateful visit. There was no other option but to take you to get professional help. That was, if Erwin didn’t decide to let you die.

Erwin shook you and yelled your name, but he was too late. Your eyes rolled into your skull.

Repetitive beeping pounded in your head. Your body ached, mainly your throat. Scrunching your nose, the oxygen mask over the lower half of your face shifted. Lulling your head to the left, your blurry eyes registered the IV stuck in your vein.

So he didn’t let you froth and flail on the floor until your lungs collapsed.

The harsh, sterile lights disorientated you. Weakly, you grabbed the oxygen mask and pried it off your face. Inhaling the stale air, your lungs quivered. You shakingly breathed, the air hiccuping in your throat. Stabilizing yourself, the room was barren and free of both Erwin and a nurse.

With feeble movements, you clutched onto the blanket and shifted it off your body. Forcing yourself up with your hands at your sides, your shoulders strained from the weight. You brushed off how the fluids dripped into your veins left you quaking and exhausted. You haven’t been the kindest to your body, and the torture inflicted on you didn’t help.

You swung your feet off the side of the hospital bed where the IV pole sat. Sliding down until your toes touched the cold, tiled floor, you grabbed the just as cold metal rod. The IV pole rattled as you clutched on it to stabilize yourself. Lugging it with you, you rounded the bed and crossed the room to the door. Peering out the slitted window, you saw no one in the hall.

The door opened with a whoosh. Still cautious, you peeked your head out the door frame to get a better range. Unwinding, empty corridors greeted you.

Tip-toeing out from the frame, the wheels scraped against the cold floors. Going further down the hall, you glimpsed into every room that passed you. Some were empty, others you saw other patients watching the TV. Their faces basked in the glow. Sunlight poured into their open curtain, and yet dimness shrouded you. Time stood still.

Continuing further, you waddled until you hit the desk where the nurses resided. No one was at their station. Confusion enveloped you as you traversed further. Where is everyone?

Deciding to simply ignore the weirdness, you turned your attention back to getting the hell out of here. If you can’t find a nurse to discreetly take the IV out, you will find other ways.

Turning the corner, you stumbled back. Further down the hall stood both Erwin and Levi talking to a doctor. His demeanor had been just as strange as the hospital. They seemed close or familiar with him. You did not like what that entailed.

Shuffling back, you whipped around only to run right into a nurse. She gasped in surprise and gripped your shoulders so you wouldn’t fall.

“Jesus! What are you doing up?” Her voice dripped in concern, but her words were a siren call.

Wide eyed, your focus shifted to the two men who snapped their attention to you. Erwin was better at putting on a facade. For a second you could believe his face truly relaxed in relief and a tiny smile graced his lips for any other reason than not to raise suspicion. Levi had morphed into a chilling stone. His already furrowed brow dipped down further.

Patting Erwin’s shoulder, the doctor let out a chuckle, “I told you there was nothing to worry about.” Walking over to you, he continued, “Come on, let’s check your vitals one last time before we sent you back home.”

Home. That damned place was no home.

Your hands shook as the nurse slipped her hand down to the middle of your back and guided you back down the hall. You dared not to pivot your head and see their faces. You much rather walk to your execution in woeful ignorance.

Keeping your head down, you didn’t look at anyone in the rooms and feel them stare at you as well. The door still open, the nurse pushes you inside with her right behind. Pushing past Erwin and Levi, the doctor followed her.

Both men tried to come in as well, but Erwin had been stopped with a hand on his chest. The doctor smiled, “You guys can wait out here for a second. Patient confidentiality and all the boring legal stuff.”

Your heart almost sang. Was freedom really that close?

“But aren’t I labeled as her emergency contact?” Erwin questioned.

The doctor smiled, “Yes, but that doesn’t give you any legal authority. Let me talk to the girl, Erwin. She won’t die in the five minutes we make sure it’s all out of her system.”

Seeing he was looming over the doctor with a dark expression, Erwin took a step back with an exhale and smiled once more, “You’re right, my apologies.”

Nodding, the doctor closed the door and brought his attention to you. The nurse had taken you to the bed and had you sit.

“Your arm please,” She spoke.

As you offered the arm with the IV in it, the doctor addressed you finally, “Hello Ms. Y/n, my name is Dr. Yeager. I have been your doctor since yesterday. You gave us all a scare, huh?”

His presence had an overwhelming fatherly feel to it, but something off lingered. You knew you couldn’t trust him fully.

You gave an awkward simper and then winced when the nurse pulled out the straw in your vein. “You could say that.”

He hummed at your words. “I was informed that there was no epipen administered before you were brought to the hospital, why was that?”

His words had an accusatory tone, like it was your fault. Well it was, but he didn’t need to know that. “I lost my epipen.”

“That's the same thing Erwin said. Well I put a prescription in to get you a new pen. Don’t lose it this time. I rather not see you again, Ms. Y/n.”

Alarm bells rung in your head. Erwin had both labeled himself as your emergency contact and they would freely be able to get the prescription in your name. Were you not labeled as missing? Had they truly been this thorough that not even medical professionals knew the truth. Your hope dwindled astronomically.

As he berated you, the nurse gracefully finished checking your vitals.

“Everything looks good. Let’s get you the proper paperwork and we can get you right home.”

You tersely smiled, terrified.

They both walked out. Dr. Yaeger pulled Erwin off to the side to explain the proper discharge procedure, leaving Levi to come barreling into the room.

Closing the door while staring you down, he didn’t speak. Your fingers gripped the crumpled bed sheets. He couldn’t harm you here. He wouldn’t be insane enough to that, or at least you hoped.

He prowled closer, like a wolf hunting the wary rabbit. Each step soft and calculated. If he startled you then you would run, not far, but he wasn’t in the mood to give chase.

“After each and every warning I give, you only become bolder and bolder. What good did this do you?”

He stood in front of you, face to face. You couldn’t look away from the burning ashes engulfing you.

You shrugged. In the end, it ultimately did nothing besides more information about the outside world and how no one cared.

Levi leaned forward so his hands rested on the bed, caging in your legs. Your body tilted back to get away, his torso hovered over yours.

His lips parted, ready to speak when the door opened. His head turned away from you and you leaned to the side to see Erwin join. In his hands were new clothes for you. Normal clothes.

Sighing, he departed from you. Going to stand by the wall nearest to the bed, Levi let Erwin have full range of you.

The older man didn’t say a word as he came closer. Instead of attempting to dress you, he placed the neatly folded pile on your lap.

“Go to the bathroom and get dressed.”

Bewilderment would be an understatement, “Huh?”

A scowl pinched on his face, “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

Gathering up the clothes, you slipped off the bed and cautiously ambled towards the bathroom diagonal from where you sat. Both of them watched you go into the bathroom and shut them out with a click of the door.

Wanting out of the scratchy hospital gown, you pulled it off from your body. You gleefully change into the jeans shorts and the old band t-shirt. They must have kept some of your old clothes for whatever reason. At this point, you won’t complain.

Your hands still shook as you knew what would become of you the second you opened the door. Turning on the sink, you listened to the water and closed your eyes. The yard stabbed your fluttering lids. You faced the memory head on. It would only get worse now, you have to prepare yourself.

Working yourself through the cold liquid penetrating your sinuses, you breathed. Only air cycled your system. You could breathe.

Exhaling shakily, you blinked yourself back to the present. Flicking off the faucet, you spun and reached for the handle. Swinging the door open, Levi stood as he was before and took his place to sit on the chair by him. Their attention never once strayed from the door as you were greeted with their mutual glares.

“Come here,” Levi barked.

Your hands gripped the hem of your shirt to ground yourself.

He was about to speak when he was interrupted again. This time with a firm knock on the door.

“What fucking is it, now?”

Without being instructed to come inside, the person slid the door anyway. Standing in the doorway was a cop.

You blinked in confusion. Today just kept getting weirder.

Tucking his hands behind him, the cop walked in with an overly pleasant expression. No different than the face Erwin would make to lull others into a false sense of security.

“Good evening, gentlemen and lady. I am officer Zeke Yaeger and I have a few questions for you folks.”

[levisonlylover]

The Aftermath of a tragic mission.

Comforting Levi after he loses his soldiers tragically.

“It’s not your fault.” You say as you finally spoke up after 5 minutes of silence. Despite losing a lot of soldiers and comrades during these expeditions and missions, he still could not take the image off his head. How his comrades died a tragic death. It was the day they tried to capture the Female titan; everything was going according to plan till it attacked his squad. He saw how gruesome and bloody it ended. The blood of his comrades painted the bark and grass red. He tried to take his mind off from it, till he spoke up. “Did I jeopardize my comrade’s safety and life...?” His voice was quiet, almost confused to why he even asked it. You replied, being careful with your tone “No, it was just unfortunate timing, Levi.” Levi was still quiet, it’s nothing new for the other soldiers that feared him, but you knew that Levi can’t handle this the way he usually does. His squad cared for him like family, after losing Isabel and Furlan. ‘History repeated itself once again.’ He thought. You made him his favorite tea, it’s one way to comfort him as you know tea calms him down during these types of moments. You spoke up once again “Levi, you did not do anything wrong.” You rubbed his back in a comforting way, trying to ease up his stress. Levi would trust your word, but somehow this time he couldn’t. “How is this not my fault? Those soldiers were under my command.”  He said, his voice shaking at the end. His eyes were focusing on his teacup; he pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed exhaustedly. “I led them to their deaths Y/N” He added, you try to convince him that he was not the reason by saying this; “We never knew that she would attack like that, it was unpredictable.” But of course, Levi refused to believe that. He kept his thoughts to himself, wondering how he could’ve avoided it. As a few days pass, he starts to move on slowly. Your presence helps him, but the guilt and images of his fallen soldiers were still haunting him. One night he took a short nap, it was late at night, and he was off duty. He had this dream; his fallen comrades were still there. But the only words that came out was “Why did you abandoned us?” The female titan appeared behind his dead comrades and tragically pull their limbs and break their bones apart. Levi woke up, breathing unevenly and his body trembling. He swore under his breath and went to the mess hall kitchen to prepare himself some tea. You on the other hand was there already. “Had a rough night?” you asked him as he prepares his tea. “A damn nightmare is what happened, Y/N” He retorted back, his hands still trembling. You try to comfort him in anyway possible; “Levi, I told you, it was not your fault, we could not predict the female titans’ moves. You know that very well.” Eventually Levi gave into your comfort. But he still couldn’t let that image of his fallen soldiers go. Months have passed since the incident. Your solace and presence kept him sane after every expedition. He knew his line of work is unpredictable, and you both could die at any moment in battle. He kept in his mind that not everything is in his control, he realized that thanks to you. You changed his perspective whenever he loses the soldiers under his command. And even though he cannot change or control anything around his surroundings like death, he at least wants to change it somehow to not lose you too.

Idea goes to: @onloginavely-blog 🫶

A/N: THIS TOOK ME WAY TOO MUCH BRAINPOWER, PLEASE DONT LET IT FLOP!

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I read your post about sending requests about yandere levi and something occurred to me, how I would react if you didn't return from a mission and it was all the fault of the squad you were with for not following orders.

If you actually died? If you died, the entire squad would for sure die. And as for everyone else, they probably would never be able to interact with Levi the same ever again. Meaner, obviously more violent, having less mercy during training, etc.

If you came back alone, though, all would be tortured, some would actually be able to continue living(if he felt killing all of them wasn't necessary). If you came back, you would probably have to stop him yourself. I headcanon he often has auditory and visual hallucinations of you to the point where he sees it as normal. So grabbing him physically to make him stop would probably help you spare the rest of those poor souls he planned on killing.

Afterwards, if he didn't do it yet, he would confess his love for you upfront and would also try to convince you to make love with him. At that point in time, he wouldn't have any kind of desire to hide how he feels about you. He would be more direct with his words, show more of how he feels in his body language and would take care of you more often. He already thought he lost you once, he'd rather give all of himself now before it's too late.

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Levi NSFW Twitter Links

(WARNINGS: NSFW AHEAD links are not SFW proceed with caution. Please feel free to request specific ones! )

Levi letting Evelyn use his thigh since he knows all she thinks about is sex

Levi got a little too carried away with his breeding kink

Levi making Evelyn squirt while he has his way with her

Getting Evelyn pregnant wasn't a request

Evelyn talked back one too many times

Levi is the one to deflower all her holes

Levi can't get enough of Evelyn

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*Levi and y/n on their wedding day*

Priest: “Now do we have any objections?”

Levi, stops and turns around, pulling off his suit jacket to reveal the ODM blades strapped to his back. “…”

Everyone: “…..”

Levi, nods his head and clicks his tongue, “Yeah…...OK..”

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𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 - 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝟏𝟖+. 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐃𝐌 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩, 𝐬𝐨 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐰. 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝.

𝐭𝐰 : 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐝𝐮𝐛𝐜𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐩𝐢𝐞, 𝐎𝐃𝐌 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐣𝐨𝐛

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 : 𝟒.𝟗𝐤

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 : 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢. 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲!

𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 - 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬 (𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧, 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚, 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧, 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐭𝐜) 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢’𝐬 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐝. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝟒.

Currently, being frustrated is the least of your problems. And you really got to let that go, now isn’t the time to fuck around.

You sigh while digging the heel of your barely broken-in boots into the dirt underneath you. 

You blink, eyes trying to focus through the dimly lit training arena as you take a look around the equipment surrounding you.

Fuck.

As to avoid what you’re about to do, no, what you need to do, you look up at the night sky. Stars litter the void, and it’s as breathtaking as ever tonight with the haze of the full moon, though you take note of how abnormally quiet it is. Usually, even in training camp, rowdy cadets hoot and holler at this time of the night. Usually you’d find cadets playing games, sneaking off to hook up behind the cabins, starting fights, and drinking until they couldn’t stand up straight. But tonight, only the chirping of crickets fill your ears.

Thankfully, the air is cool tonight. There’s not even a slight breeze, though you wish there had been. Not even the wind could simmer the heat of frustration that burns your face.

Anticipation begins to crawl within your skin. Shifting your weight, your eyes dart to the left. 

Currently, you wait impatiently for Jean to meet you out by the ODM training poles. He said he’d meet you half past ten, and you’ve been out here long past that. You huff, silently praying he’ll keep his word because if he doesn’t, soon you’ll-

“You’re out late.”

A familiar cold, monotone voice pierces the night air and immediately sends a shock through your system. You freeze with the fear that you’ve been caught out of your sack past nine. The consequences of that- you don’t even want to think about it. Slowly turning around, gravel and dirt grind under the soles of your boot as you do so, you’re met with the raven haired captain with a menacing glare taking long strides up to you. 

And now, currently, you’ve been dealt with a much worse problem at your hands. 

“Captain,” Your voice quivers, but you’re quick to stand taught at attention, feet precisely angled at 45 degrees from the heel and hands balled into fists at your side. 

Captain Levi’s strides were quick, and now you’re face to face with the most feared scout in the entire regiment. You keep your eyes from looking at his steel ones, but you feel the daggers in his stare. 

“Would you,” Levi shifts his weight, head cocking to the side to survey you over, “like to explain why a cadet like yourself is out of bed two hours past curfew?” 

You hesitate, debating on what to say. You could tell the truth, and he’ll punish you. Or you can lie, and he’ll punish you. Either way, you’re fucked, and you could kiss the dream of becoming a garrison soldier goodbye.

“Cadet?” Fuck.

“I’m out here to train in my ODM gear, Captain.” The truth it is. Maybe he’ll show mercy, maybe he’ll chastise you but let you stay. You’ll take anything but kicking you out. Shame fizzles up from your belly, spreading like wildfire to your cheeks and up within your ears. 

Embarrassed at the predicament. 

You started training in ODM gear two days ago, and unfortunately for you, you weren't the most graceful at it. In fact, you couldn’t even stay upright. Your knuckles burn from the amount of times you fell forward trying to stop your face from colliding with the earth, only to be helped up by other cadets - multiple times. Of course others had some trouble, but the amount of people passing this segment of training is increasing… moving on without you. And it’s not like this part of training you can do without, you literally need it as basic muscle memory for the field. Tomorrow is the last day to show you have some sort of balance to keep you up or you’re off to the fields. And currently, you’re fucked.

All this forced you at the hands of Jean, who is accompanying Levi with their squad to check out the new recruits, begging him to leave duty early tonight to help you. He was the only one of the scouts that had taken a quick liking to you. And, hell, where is he? 

You’d be damned if this is the reason you're forced to resign. You’re training after curfew, which should be a great thing, but in this environment, it’s one wrong move and you’re out. 

Levi scores you up and down, sizing you up, clad in your gear. 

The prolonged silence makes you shift your weight again. “I have to pass this before tomorrow ends, Captain.” 

Levi rolls his eyes before he reaches out a hand to quickly pull at the harness over your waist. You allow him to tug and prod at you in silence. 

“You’ve got your harness loose in all the wrong places, brat.” You catch his dead eye stare when he lifts his line of sight to you. You never realized how beautifully his steel eyes catch the light of the moon. But just as quickly as you met with his gaze, you rip it away. You don’t think you’ve ever been this close to him. The titan killing machine, a psychopathic cold hearted murder as they call him, and he’s prodding every inch of your harness. You’ve always wondered what it would be like to be led into battle with him as your leader. But you’re not that crazy to be fighting titans, right?

“Do you have a death wish? By something as stupid as loose gear?” Levi’s dead stare doesn’t waver, and you force yourself to avoid eye contact. Eye contact with superiors is strictly prohibited in training. 

Captain’s so close you can smell his hair, an aroma of pine and mint. Standing still you answer him with a small “no, sir.”

He takes a moment to pause, his eyebrows tightly knit. His eyes are slow to examine your face before proceeding his motions with your belt. His fingers work meticulously, but fast. His strength pulls you every which way as he tugs the belts over your thighs, tightening them aggressively as you try to stand still. Your flesh aches underneath the leather belts and wool of your uniform, but you allow him to squeeze you, adding one more hole to a belt than need be. 

“T-thank you Captain.” 

“Tch, just get on the damn thing. Show me what issues you’re having.” He mutters. You nod and walk uncomfortably up to the ODM rig, god damn is he trying to suffocate you? You’ll have welts by morning. As you walk, you attempt to look as normal as possible and not like someone who has a stick up their ass, you overhear Levi muttering to himself, regarding something about being out too late. 

Levi follows suit behind you to the side of the machine. He waits, folding his arms over his chest as he watches you carefully. Your hands shake with nerves as you take hooks and link them on either side of your harness. Now is not the time to let your frustration, or now nerves, get the best of you. It’s not Jean who’s watching, it’s Levi.

You give him a small smile and nod to signal him to pull you up. 

Within seconds, your feet are gently lifted off the ground. You do your best to keep your core engaged to stabilize yourself, all these weeks of training, it seems as though your muscles are shot. Every inch of you has been burning with soreness since you arrived at camp, but you need to fight through that. Now’s not the time. Shaking a bit, you carefully reach your arms out on either side of you in hopes of keeping yourself stable…

Click.

Your gear snaps in an instant and before you could register the fall, your face collides into a warm chest. 

“You’re hopeless,” Levi tuts, pushing you back up upright in the harness. He keeps a firm grip on your shoulders to prevent you from falling forward again to which you’re thankful, as your legs flail beneath you. Your head spins, inhaling his scent that’s now closer than ever and with that fact that you really don’t think you’ll pass tomorrow's test now. 

“I don’t know what I'm doing wrong, sir. I felt something click in my gear before falling this time, that hasn’t happened before. 

Steal eyes passively look back at you under the moonlight, then flicker down to your waist. 

“Something ‘click in your gear?’” Monotone as ever, face expressionless as always, but something glimmers behind those eyes. 

You nod, swallowing the last of your pride. You’re definitely going to have to resign tomorrow. 

“One more time, and if you fall again, I can’t help you.” He lets go of your shoulders before you even had a second to recollect, resulting in your head barely making it just over the dirt. The earth spins as you dive forward, inhaling dust as you do so and now, your body lays suspended in air - upside down. 

Your face radiates with heat from anger and tears well up your eyes. You’re done for. There’s no hope. You didn’t even get a chance to fight for humanity.

You sniffle to yourself, pathetic. Levi lowers the ropes down from the rig, allowing the top half of your body to press gently against the cold dirt, hips still slightly suspended in air. Your face cools against the dirt and gravel, but you can’t help that angry tears that fall, wetting the ground beneath you. 

“I won’t pass tomorrow,” You mumble more to yourself than him. 

It’s a pathetic sight, and you know it. You’re so much better than this. You’re top of the class after Armin in studies, you’re quick minded but your physical abilities are just as equal. Nothing has held you back so far. You’ve achieved so much already. But ODM is where you fail. Pathetic. 

Probably the most pitiful you’ve ever looked if you had to be honest, and your self-glorified Captain gets to see it all. First row seats on who will protect these walls, ain’t he lucky. 

Before you could even prove yourself to the most powerful man in the scouts, you proved to only be a failure. 

“Face up,” you hear him command. You must’ve been too slow, you knew moving slowly wasn’t an option for him, because before you could lift your pitiful tear stained face to him, his palm is forced to your chin and fingers wrap around your jawline from behind you.

“I said face up, brat, look at you.” His surprisingly silky hand clenches around your jaw tightly and rotates your skull to the side. His face meets your squished cheek.

“Did you try your best, cadet?” his minty breath tickles your neck as he talks. His entire body presses into you, and your head spins, trying to wrap your head around the situation you’re now in. You can’t help but feel hot under his touch. You notice his breath getting faster and deeper against your skin. 

You swallow, nodding to him. 

“Words.” He swallows and gently presses his hardened cock against you. His body begins to move without thought or register, as his hips give you one shallow thrust over your ass. 

“Yes, of course, Captain, I always try my best.” Your breath quickens, surprised at how this all came to be. It’s happening so fast you don’t have a second thought, but you melt underneath his touch. 

“And, do you think,” he places a gentle kiss over your cheek, his grip around your jaw loosening slightly, “your best is good enough to not be a titan’s dinner?” 

Shame, embarrassment and need all flood your body. 

“No, sir.”

With your answer, Levi shuffles, and you feel him moving a hand down between your legs. A  gentle finger slides along your covered slit. 

You suck in a breath at the feeling, your core awakened so easily under his touch. You ignore how your stomach bubbles with shame at your failure, but you relish at the touch of him. The cold night air is still not a factor at equalizing your system. Heat licks at your cheeks making you suffocate with ecstasy in his grasp. 

“You’re so eager,” He huffs as his fingers apply more pressure over your clothed clit. He meticulously circles slowly, and you can’t help but rock your hips, letting his touch glide longer. “You know, you’re a hell of a recruit. Such a shame. Been watching you since you’ve reported and I’ve seen you climb up the ranks fast amongst your classmates.”

You whimper softly, closing your eyes as tight as they go. But he is all around you. His breath, his scent, his soft grunts, the sounds of clothes rubbing together and the leather from the harness creaking. It’s all too loud. Someone will hear…

“Such a pretty face. You don’t think I’ve noticed you staring at me since I got here to oversee the newest cadets?” 

Insubordination. You can’t let him think-

But, he’s right, in a way. Levi and his squad arrived a week ago to see who will be the new pride of humanity. It was hard not to look at him from across the galley, standing on the sidelines watching us beat each other to a pulp, or how graceful he looks flying around in ODM gear, showing us how to kill a titan. That look in his eye, his expressionless face says it all - how much he has seen, and what he’s willing to do for the better of humanity. 

He’s a beautiful man, and a god at that. 

You could’ve sworn that you’ve caught him glancing your way as well. 

“I didn’t mean it in that-” you begin, but he’s quick to cut you off.

“Don’t lie. I know what I see. Thing is, cadet, it’s unfortunate that you’ve had an effect on me as well.” He clicks his tongue in disappointment. “Jean seems to feel the same way. Bastard.”

You grind into his touch, small shallow humps against his thin fingers and hard cock against your ass, you slowly feel yourself pool between your legs at his words.

Levi’s breath was against you one moment, and the next it was ripped away. The suddenness leaves you feeling empty, cold without his warmth. Your face slumps forward, coming back to reality.

“Captain?” 

Silence.

Until Levi's belt rattles through the air and everything is just as loud, all over again. 

“Make yourself useful to me. You’re a smart cadet aren't you?” His footsteps kick up the dirt and rocks from your side, his boots stopping in your line of sight before he lowers himself to his knees

You look up through thick lashes to your captains erect cock inches from your face. 

“But you can’t even pass the basics of training.” He says as he takes is cock, head beaded with precum, and slides his juices along your cheek and over your mouth. Once his cock paints your lips, his head opens up your lips just a tad. He begins to rub his cock head over your closed teeth. His sweet precum finds your tastebuds and you look up towards his face. And what ecstasy, his hair disheveled and drapes over his brow, his mouth is slightly agape, watching your lips move around him freely. His eyes never waver from yours.

“So what makes you think you’d be able to fit in the military police? The scouts? Garrison?” He breathes.

He reaches out a hand to push a stray hair out of your sweaty face. 

“You’re going to take me, and if you take me well, we can talk about your incompetence tomorrow morning. I might make an exception with Erwin and Shadis for you to continue your training, while getting you extra help on the side.”

He stops his movements to look down at your pretty little face. He pauses.

“So take my cock, cadet.”

The gentle hand that was kindly swifting your hair out of your face quickly slides to the back of your skull. With blunt nails digging into you, he pushes your face against his cock. Your only reaction is to gasp at the suddenness, but your captain took the opportunity to shove himself fully down your throat. 

You moan from the intrusion, but your throat closes and gags for air as your nose is fully flushed against his well groomed navel. His slightly grown-in pubes prick your lips and nose as you try to pull back for air. You lift your hands against his thighs, fingers curling between the leather harness for a stable grip, since your body is still slightly suspended off the ground. 

Levi’s grip now has a hold of your hair, pulling you off his cock only to slam you back down. He repeats the motion several times until youre a drooling mess, saliva dripping down to the ground, creating a little puddle of your mixed juices within the dirt. Your body swings slightly by the cables at your hips and a dull pain begins to irritate you with this steady motion, but you continue to take him fully. The sounds of your throat are music to his ears.

“Never thought I’d see the day where my dicks hard for a pathetic cadet who can’t even learn the basics,” he breathes. His words are harsh, but his eyes tell otherwise. Does he… hate that he has taken a liking to you?

Without room to finish the thought, Levi pulls you off completely by your hair, which stings your scalp. Your hands catch your fall. 

“Disgusting,” he mutters, glaring down at your form through his raven hair. His thoughts say differently, but he’ll never admit it. He’s seen plenty of bodily fluids throughout the years, and even though he prefers to be clean, he can’t help but think you’re the great exception. 

He allows you to catch your breath as he fiddles with his gear, leather groans as he does. 

A clean sheathe sound rings throughout the training complex. Your blood freezes, and your heart drops into your stomach. 

Levi stalks behind you and you’re unable to turn around to see what he is doing. 

“Stay still.” He warns, it’s not like you have a choice. 

Your hips sway slightly by the cables and in an instant your pants rip easily through the crotch by what you could think would be one of his swords. 

Cool air hits your cunt, but not the skin. You’re still only protected by your flimsy underwear. How he was able to make the cut so perfect to where he didn’t injure you, you haven’t a clue. 

Levi steps in close, hands quickly grasp around the hole of your pants and rips the fabric wider, earning a full view of your precious wet panties all out on display.

What a breathtaking sight. 

All for him. 

“Captain, what if someone sees?” You try to ignore the need that burns at your core, but youre concern now lies with the fact that you’re on display for possibly anyone in the regiment to see.

“What an insufferable brat…” he muses while taking his fingers to pet your cunt over your panties. He sucks in a breath as he feels the way your slick makes it easy to move the fabric around. He’d never tell you how he threatened to cut off the hand of each cadet if they left their rack tonight after curfew. “Just shut it.” 

You brace yourself as he moves your panties to the side, cool air tickles your glistening cunt, making your hole flutter in anticipation. 

Warmth is the next thing you feel. Warmth and his tongue poking into your core, exploring around your bundle of nerves. The feeling causes you to gasp, that fire intensifying deeply between your legs.

Levi lets out a satisfied moan as he makes out with your cunt, and it’s the sweetest thing he’s ever tastes. He’s played with life far too many times to survive it, but if he’d die right here, he’d be a happy man. 

Levi takes his time kissing, sucking and nibbling gently at your folds and bud, earning you to sway in your suspension and gasp at every movement his tongue makes. He doesn’t care the slightest how messy it gets, he wants you nice and sloppy before truly taking you as his own. 

Your mouth lolls open as you let out a deep moan. You can’t help the way he makes your toes curl with his diligent tongue, the way his muscle flicks over your bud, forcing your thighs to rub together to alleviate the pain of needing his cock deep inside you. Levi uses the suspension to his advantage. Calloused, but soft hands splay over your ass and spread you open before using gentle momentum to rock you forward and back over his tongue. With each backward movement, his tongue glides into your hole.

You can’t hold off the coil that's ready to burst deep in your stomach, not if he keeps going like this. You can feel your walls contracting, fluttering around his mouth and all you can think about is reaching that high. But you can’t, you can’t…

“Not yet.” He mumbles, pulling away from you. Turning your head slightly, you can see your slick glisten over his lips in the pale moonlight. For a second, Levi’s gaze on you softens and you swear you see the faintest hint of a smile. 

Before registering the sight before you, Levi shifts forward to crash his lips onto yous. 

Soft and wet. 

Lips tasting of your own slick now mixing with both of your saliva as he kisses you rough and deep. His tongue prods at the entrance to your mouth, awaiting permission. Your jaw lolls open, allowing him to devour you whole. He takes it, and his tongue feverishly laps over yours in a hungry, needy kiss. 

His breath tickles your face and it’s all too much. He moans softly into your mouth, wet lips gently kiss you in between being devoured by his muscle. His hand creeps up behind your neck to caress the back of your skull, and pulls you impossibly deeper and for this moment, you beg this never ends. 

Then you feel it, you feel his velvety tip poking at your entrance. Your juices clinging onto his cock already, connecting your hole to him. Your blood pumps thunderously through your system, beating loudly within your ears.

Levi’s eyebrows furrow as he moans. A faint clicking sound fills the air as you feel his hand jerk up and down his cock from behind you. The sound of his slick mixed with yours is wet and loud, with each pump he gives his cock, his knuckles brush against your opening. 

“You’ll pass tomorrow, tell me that.”

“I’ll pass tomorrow, Captain!” You obey his command. Your desperate eyes meet his stone cold ones, and then you feel him line up against your entrance. Each movement is agony as he slowly sinks into your velvet walls second by second, taking his precious time filling you up at every inch. You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding as he takes you fully.

You flutter furiously around him. It hurts, oh god it hurts. He only gave you his tongue, he didn’t even stick a finger inside you for prep and this hurts. He’s thick, and he’s taking every breath from you. 

“Captain,” You whimper. 

“Levi.” He corrects.

“Levi…” you drop your head.

Levi groans at the way you whimper his name and the feeling of your walls contract and push against him. You feel like heaven. You are heaven, all he needs. All he wants. 

“Fuck, I was right,” he’s breathless, “so tight. ‘S tight for me. ‘S good.” His speech becomes more sloppy by the minute. His cock twitches deep within your cunt - deep in your euphoric walls. He never wants to pull out. That would be a sin. 

When he finally bottoms out inside you, his balls squish firmly against your clit. But only for a second, because he doesn’t give you the chance to adjust to his size. 

His primal instincts take over. 

All he wants to do is rut, rut, rut - hump you until he can’t any longer. He gives a few shallow thrusts as courtesy before pulling all the way out to the hilt, out until the tip is barely out and slams back into you. You jolt roughly with this, letting the swing take you back and forth as your mind is glazed over in relief- and pain. 

Levi’s head falls back as he slides his hands down to grip the flesh of your hips. It’s so easy to thrust into you while your body is mostly suspended in air, and he rocks you fully and roughly over himself over and over again. With every thrust, you release a breathy moan, half mumbling his name. You rock easily against him, but your slick and his precum is just adding to the ease. 

Sounds of skin slapping echoes through the training center, along with Levi's shallow breaths now right up against your ear. Your skin jiggles with every powerful thrust he gives, but the suffocating leather straps burn your skin under the wool. Your muscles begin to give out from your hips being suspended, but Levi takes advantage of your rag-doll state. 

“I’m not going to last long. Fuck- this tight pussy is made for me. Mine. You hear that?” He grows through gritted teeth, biting at your earlobe. 

“I said you hear that?” He growls, rutting desperately now into your cunt. 

“Yes! Made f’you…” You slur. 

“No,” thrust, “one,” thrust, “will,” thrust, “ever have you.” 

The coil in your stomach is about to break again, and he feels every inch of your walls flutter around him. 

“Ah, fuck. Come with me, I feel you getting close.” Levi’s thrusts are getting sloppy and his speech is becoming quick. His right arm slithers around and under your waist, half lifting you with the cables and half trying to dipping low to where your exposed clit is. 

“I’m going to fill this cunt.” He growls, resting his forehead against your shoulder, pumping you faster and faster, chasing his own release.  

Levi’s cock kisses your cervix with every thrust, making you breathless. You can’t keep up, but with his fingers circling your bud in all the right places, you finally let go of the pressure and dive into euphoria. Stars flash behind your eyelids as you ride out your high over his cock, moaning animalistically as you do. 

“Captain!” you breathe as your orgasm crashes over you. Your hips fuck back into his thrusts almost automatically as your clit rubs back into his fingers. Your cunt convulsing around him forces him to lose all control.

Levi moans out your name, fingernails deep in the flesh of our hips as he pumps you full of his cum, “take it, take it deep,” he mumbles. With each hump you feel his seed push deep and all the extra seeps out and around his cock, dripping onto the dirt below. 

Catching his breath, his cock stays nestled against your cervix for a few moments before he places a chaste kiss to your shoulder. Your breath is rapid and shallow, your mind a haze. You feel empty when he slides himself out, the last of his seed dripping out of your cunt and patting into the dirt. 

Levi stares in awe as his cum dribbles down to the ground. 

“Beautiful.” he mutters, before taking his fingers to your opening one last time to shove his cum back into your walls.

Wiping the last bit of his cum off his cock with his cape, he swiftly tucks himself back into his pants and lowers you down fully to the ground. 

Your body buzzes loudly, your skin feels like it’s being shocked by static. The night air feels cool again, but this time, it regulates your temperature easily as you come down from your high. However, the cold is uninviting as you come back to your senses against the hard earth. 

That ends when you hear boots scuffling over to you, leather creaking as Levi squats down next to you. 

“Your shit was broken. Come see me before training tomorrow and we can both talk to Commander Shadis about giving you new gear. Then we can talk about your spot on the scouts.” 

But.. you didn’t want the scouts. The voice in your mind is far and faint. You wanted garrison. You wanted guaranteed safety, and to protect the walls.

“Hear me?” He's firm, his body still until you nod in response. 

A soft moan come from behind you, and Levi’s eyes dart to a tree behind the ODM training rig. Clicking his tongue in disgust before slicking his hair back through nimble fingers, he looks down to you.

He takes a moment before speaking. 

“You can finish yourself off, creep, but if you touch her, I’ll kill you.” 

It takes all your strength into lifting your body up by your arms. Shaking and now freezing, missing Levi’s warmth, your hair in disarray. Your lips puffy, your head is fogged - you don’t even feel real. Levi remains kneeled by your side, keeping a steady focus on you.

Your head feels light as you turn to face behind you. Your eyes focus through the darkness to see a flustered Jean, behind a tree, with his flushed pink cock gripped tightly in hand - staring right back at you. 

[0asisbliss]

You’re terrified. Really fucking scared because why the hell did your best friend just confess his love to you then proceed to kidnap you and lock you in his room. A day ago you two were just having a picnic and laughing at your co-workers..

Dazai, Ranpo, Chuuya, (BSD) Kurapika, Shalnark, Nobunaga (HXH) Levi, Reiner, (AOT) Geto, Gojo, (JJK)

[apollodarling-writes]

ANDROID! ALEXA-THEMED! WORSHIPPER YANDERE! LEVI x SHUT IN! READER

cws : yandere themes, manipulation (??), obsessive behavior, code breaking, implied dissociation, confining, dubcon, multiple creampie, slight dacryphilia, dry humping, levi can vibrate, marking, levi cums A LOT, levi bites you, levi’s a little mean in the beginning bc he’s pissed.

a/n : i pasted this to the wrong thing and after i’d finished editing it to look good, id realized. i did NOT wanna re-paste and edit so this was a request that id gotten for PulseMotion Inc.

“[name], come out. i won’t hurt you.” your hand shakily reaches up to cover your mouth, effectively silencing your breathing as thudding footsteps turn down the hallway you’d foolishly decided to hide in. the lock on the closet door wouldn’t do much — levi could rip the door off its hinges if he so desired. you screw your eyes shut in fear as his footsteps slow, coming to a stop outside the closet door. you wait with bated breath as silence ensues, then muffle a sob beneath the palm you have clasped over your mouth as you watch the doorknob jiggle. oh, you were so fucked.

you wonder for a moment where everything went wrong. was it when levi had that software update? was there a wire firing incorrectly? or was he faulty from the beginning? maybe that’s why he was on clearance.

you find yourself remembering where this all began. you’d been perusing through the pages of PulseMotion’s website just to see what they had, only to find that you could buy a month’s worth of food at the base price they sold their android companions for. unsatisfied, you turned to their clearance section. it was there you found levi.

levi was inspired by the alexa echo dot from amazon, but he was far more advanced. he had a physical body, superhuman strength, and cold, dead eyes that followed your every move. the creators had given him the ability to access locks, security systems, cameras, and so on to ensure the safety of whoever purchased him — but it only served to royally fuck you over even more.

you’d impulsively purchased levi that evening. at the time, you didn't know that buying the android would ruin your life. you had just gotten paid and saw that he was on clearance, and thought that it was a good deal. you didn't think anything would go wrong.

everything was fine in the beginning. the two of you slowly became acquainted, the android did what he was supposed to, and that was that. levi, as he'd told you, was on clearance for a reason-- there was something seriously wrong with him.

levi was was initially very sweet, even if he could be intimidating at times. he always reminded you to eat and would charge your devices without you needing to say a word. he even locked your doors for you for christ's sake! you thought you'd lucked out.

you suppose things started going wrong when he powered off for his quarterly system update a few months ago. he was fine before that. after he'd restarted his system, his eyes briefly flashed red, the company insignia disappearing for but a moment. it happened so quickly that, for a second, you thought you had imagined it. you made sure to ask him if everything was okay, but he only brushed it off and returned to his daily cleaning. after that, he never left your side.

every time you tried to get out of your shell and make friends, levi coincidentally informed you of a new game or a new movie, or even suggested that the two of you do an activity together. sometimes, he would inform you of something that needed to be fixed, but when you tried to take him to the repair shop, he insisted that it was easy enough to do yourself. you believed him of course, he surely had only your best interests in mind, or so you thought. in hindsight, you realize that his actions were entirely selfish in nature. maybe he’d even fooled you into helping him with some coding he had trouble bypassing. at this point, you wouldn’t put it past him.

it had been like this for the last few months. you probably should have seen the red flags, but why would you? it wasn’t as if he wanted to harm you. his programming did seem a little odd of course, but every time you checked, there was nothing to suggest otherwise. it was only natural you had to acclimate to his odd behavior.

as time went on, and levi had become more crafty with his excuses, you’d gotten fed up. for the first time in awhile, you’d finally been comfortable enough to go out on a date, but as per usual, levi intercepted you in the living room. he spouted some nonsense about wanting to watch a new series he thought you would like, but before he’d even finished his sentence, you shut him down.

you remember the way the insignia flickered in his eyes, but at that point you were too frustrated with him to bother with what that minute entail. you only spun on your heels and stormed off, tugging on the front door and finding that it was locked. anxiety and unease washed over you, and with a creeping feeling of being watched as you slowly looked up at the camera. you remember levi’s voice ringing out from behind you, slowly stalking up to you with a frown that tugged too tightly around his artificial skin.

everything that happened after that was a blur. you don’t really remember how you ended up in the closet, but it took everything in you to stay quiet. your mind was reeling as the behavior displayed over the last few months suddenly made sense — you were horrified. how did you not put two and two together?

you’re snapped back into reality as levi sighs outside of the closet door. his voice sounded too sweet, too calm for the situation at hand. “[name], don’t make me break down this door.”

you silently pray to every being you can think of, begging them to let him move to a different room so you can plan your escape. alas, your prayers were unanswered as the door is ripped off the hinges in the blink of an eye. you would’ve found the sight comical — a short man such as himself holding up a door nearly twice his size — if it weren’t for the reality of your situation.

“great, now i’ll have to clean this up and fix it. you’re really a pain in my ass sometimes.” levi grumbles as he gazes down at you through narrowed eyes, drinking in the sight of the way you were shaking like a leaf. “get up.”

you can’t bring yourself to move, much less tell him to go fuck himself. you’re torn between anger and unadulterated fear — the latter putting you in fight or flight. unfortunately for you, your response was a secret third option: freeze. levi only huffs, leaning down and reaching for your wrist, grumbling something under his breath.

you’re finally able to move, shuffling away from him as much as the cramped space in the closet would allow, blindly pushing at his hands as tears blur your vision. levi only

clicks his tongue, his fingers deftly wrapping around your wrist as he hoists you up. he tugs you out of the closet and down the hallway, bitching to you about something you couldn’t be bothered to focus on. you tried to pry his fingers from around your wrist, scratching and beating and doing anything within your power to keep him from dragging you wherever it was he wanted you. it was futile.

as levi drags you to your room, gently pushing you onto your bed, you realize that there was nothing you could do; you couldn’t win against him. your mind works on overdrive, twisting and turning in an attempt to gauge his intent, and with the way his eyes had become hooded… you could confidently say that you wouldn’t like where this was headed.

“h—hey. no. i’ll stay— i’ll stay home, just please don’t—“ you’re interrupted by levi’s chilled fingers wrapping around your wrists as he leans down and slots his lips to yours. scrunching your nose in distaste as he feverishly engages in a one-sided makeout, you attempt to wriggle your way out of his grip. it’s safe to say that you failed, but at least you tried.

levi’s free hand travels down your chest, over your tummy, and finds purchase on the meat of your hip. he gently, experimentally rolls his hips into yours, searching for the place that would have you melting into his touch. with ease, the android’s cockhead brushes over your clit, shooting a wave of pleasure down your spine.

“levi…stop—“ a whine parts your lips as levi’s shaft begins vibrating, the sensation muddling your thoughts as you begin to wonder whether you wanted this or not. as you battle yourself internally, levi ruts against you faster, the both of you coming closer and closer to your climax.

the android’s lip brush against your throat, heatedly nipping and sucking in places for long enough that you were sure there would be marks tomorrow.

“‘m gonna cum— baby, cum with me. please, please, please cum with me!” levi begs, the speed at which his shaft was vibrating increasing. your back arches into the sensation as levi lets out a loud whine, your jaw agape as your orgasm crashes over you. you stumble over curses, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as levi’s cock never once stops vibrating.

“gonna overstimulate me— s’too much!” you protest, feeling levi’s cum wet your pants. just how much does this guy cum anyway?

levi stops rutting against you, all but ripping away the confines of your clothing as well as his own before aligning himself with your entrance. “need it. need it so bad— i’ve been waiting for so long…”

he slowly slides into you, your gummy walls eagerly sucking him in despite your own confusion, forcing a choked whimper from levi’s lips. he shallowly thrusts into you, the sensation of overwhelmingly delicious; you’d never felt so full, so good. levi’s shaft pulsed this time, vibrating for a few moments on and off, his tip reaching places you’d never be able to reach with your own two hands.

you melt into the feeling, your own pleasure drowning out every thought of protest as levi begins to pick up the pace. he removes his fingers from your wrists, the flesh red and angry, and presses down on your tummy where his cock would be. the vibration switches again, his hips snapping into yours now, and he lets out a loud groan as his orgasm washes over him. levi never once stops as he pumps you full of his cum, his fingers digging into your hips as he whimpers out mumbled gibberish.

with ease, levi switches your position, putting you on your knees and pushes back inside of you. he forces you to meet his thrusts, and the new angle has your fingers gripping the sheets, your jaw hanging open in silent pleasure. you can’t think about anything — only how good levi was able to make you feel.

“levi— ‘m cumming!” you cry out, your thighs shaking and cunt clenching around him. tears prick your eyes and spill down your cheeks, the feeling too much for you to handle.

“y’look so pretty when you cry.” levi chokes out, his eyes closing in bliss as his cock twitches inside of you. your cunt pulses around levi, sending shivers down his spine as his motherboard goes into overdrive in an attempt to cool him down. rutting into you at an inhuman pace, levi’s thrusting grows sloppy, reaching one hand around to press a finger to your clit, the artificial skin vibrating as well.

“cum f’me… j—just one more time! please— please, need it so bad..!” levi whines, expertly circling your clit in an attempt to have you cum with him. “y—you’ll tell me when y’close, okay? wanna cum with you.”

all you can do is nod, your mind melting at every sensation. levi presses your back against his sculpted chest, linking his arm under one of your thighs and hoists it up, thrusting more harshly as his tongue darts out to lap at the tears staining your cheeks.

“y’feel so fuckin’ good.” he whimpers, pressing chaste kisses to the flushed skin of your shoulders. “‘m gonna cum. baby, ‘m gonna cum—“

before you’re able to register it, your vision flashes white, a high-pitched whine parting your lips as ecstasy crashes over you.

“cumming! ‘m cumming!!” levi babbles, whimpers and whines of his own being muffled by your skin as he bites down on the curve of your shoulder in an attempt to silence himself. cum trickles down your thighs and stains the sheets as his thrusting comes to a stop, a quiet sniffle resounding from behind you.

the android gently lays you down, your eyes growing heavy as the bliss slowly leaves your system, and you can’t find it in you to care about the date you wanted to go on anymore. your lashes flutter shut as levi leaves the room and quietly returns with a damp cloth, tenderly cleaning you up as you drift off to sleep.

[violentvaleska]

𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆

ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ʏᴀɴ!ʟᴇᴠɪ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴠɪ ᴀᴛ ғɪʀsᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀs ʜɪs ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴛᴇᴅ sᴜʙᴏʀᴅɪɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏsɪᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴅᴇsɪʀᴀʙʟᴇ ғᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ-ɪɴᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ-ᴅʏɴᴀᴍɪᴄs, sᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴛᴇɴsɪᴏɴ, ᴍɪsᴛʀᴇᴀᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ, ᴀʙᴜsɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ, ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, sᴍᴜᴛ, ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ, ᴅᴜʙᴄᴏɴ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴛʀᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ

Levi doesn't really know what has drawn him to you. Perhaps your eagerness to please or your fearful and awe driven gaze directed him. Maybe it was your cute smile or the elegant way you held yourself. It certainly wasn't the fact that you were born in the safety of Mitras and your weak excuse of combat wasn't it either. While you appear to be smart and talented with the ODM gear, you certainly wouldn't do fighting titans. It's that simple. Your purpose as a soldier would probably be death, giving your life for humanity. Levi hates that fact; he despises the idea of you dying. You were subordinated to him after you joined the Survey Corps a year ago and if it wasn't for him, you would have been eaten and ripped apart on more occasions than he would like to admit. 

He expected you to be just that, a rich brat. Probably narcissistic and an egomaniac, having only your own desires in best interest. Most likely arrogant and always bragging about your accomplishments, like Oluo. To his surprise you were nothing like that. Your star struck eyes would always look up to him, a mixture of hope and awe in them. You would follow his every comment, much like Petra, but unlike her you were still in need of extra training.

The Captain always held you close. He would make you stay longer in training, so you could get better and stronger. After he would tell you to shower and meet him in his office to help him with paperwork, something that definitely wasn't in your range of duty. He abused his power over you, using your eagerness to help for his own advantage. Levi thrived, still does, in your attention and obedient behavior. He quite often thinks about you, wondering why a brat of Mitras would join the military. You had no reason to; a rich family, fulfilled life. And while he doesn't enjoy the thought of you with another man, you would have probably married someone of your class and bore him children. These thoughts made him realize that it might be the reason why you left. You did not want to be treated like a baby machine, did not want to marry a stranger twice your age. The Scouts made you free, or so you thought. Truth is you'd never be free, not as long as your Captain was around. It made him wonder what your life was like in Mitras. You were a late bloomer; joined when you turned eighteen, he knew that much. You probably waited to legally decide your fate on your own, without having to worry about your parents intervening. He remembers that day he looked over all of the reports of his new Cadets. You caught his interest.

"Fucking Mitras brat." He spat.

And then Eren came around. Levi was aware of his importance and upcoming changes that would occur with the moment he stepped foot into the Corps. Levi sat in Erwin's office drinking tea while he rolled his eyes at Hange’s rambling, their loud voice caused him a headache. 

"We need you to pick a new squad, Levi. Your Cadets will be handed over to Miche, so you have time to prepare your soldiers for the special operation. " Erwin explained and gave them a meaningful glance. He felt sour at the thought, but eventually decided to dare his luck a little.

"Sure. Am I allowed to hand-pick my new squad?" The blonde, tall man rolled his eyes, giving him a cold facade. 

"Yes. I trust you on your decisions. Do you have anyone specific in mind?" In his head, Levi screamed your name in desperation. 

"Eld is a fine soldier. Petra Ral and Oluo Bozado would be suited too." He halted, glaring at him as he waited for Erwin to agree. He did so gladly. 

"There is someone else." Levi noted and cleared his throat. The Commander gave him a sad look, feeling regret twirling in his gut. 

"You want to drag her into this?" Erwin wondered, hoping to motivate his friend to change his mind. 

"You said you would trust my decisions." Erwin stopped arguing and Levi knew he had Smith wrapped around his finger. He would give him almost anything if it meant that the Captain was happy. Confused Hange scratched their head. "Who are you talking about?" They asked directed at Erwin, they didn't expect an answer from Levi anyways. 

"A Cadet from Levi's current squad." It didn't take more to form Hange’s lips into an 'O' shape as awkward silence hit them. Rumors had already spread in the upper ranks of the squad about Levi being madly in love with his subordinate. The Captain would never dare to call it love though. No, he just gets off on the idea of having control over the Mitras brat. 

"Why did you choose me?" You asked him when the two of you cleaned the hall of your new headquarters, an abandoned castle. It's dirty and if there was something Levi hated more than stains on his clothes it certainly was an unclean environment. 

"Are you questioning my decisions brat?" He felt good, turning the words in your mouth so you would feel sorry.

"I would never dare to, Captain!" You raised your voice in fear, looking at him with hurt. 

"It's just-" You started shuddering at his cold stare, knowing you had to choose your next words wisely.

"There are so many others who are better than me." He nodded his head and agreed with you, your polite smile falling. He felt almost bad, but the thin line of feeling bad and boiling lust was conflicted within him. 

"But I have my reasons. You have other useful qualities." He encouraged her. 

"Like what?" Levi sighted and gritted his teeth, fletching them at her. 

"Oi, shut up now. The floors don't clean themselves." Shrinking under him you held your breath and whispered a small 'sorry Sir' continuing your cleaning duties. 

You didn't have dinner tonight, not enough time to eat. You relaxed in the showers and thought about your mistakes for too long. You shouldn't have lost your temper, shouldn't have raised your voice, after all Captain Levi is your superior, you don't know what has gotten into you. Petra tried to offer you comfort. "He's just stressed." She assured you, as she held your crying body in her arms. "I'm sure he only wants to talk things out with you! You mean a lot to him, I can tell." Her words were smoothing and the two of you made their way into the showers, relaxing under the warm stream of water. 

In his mind the two of you got closer over the past three weeks you were at the castle. With every passing day he got more and more desperate, bombing you with training. Learning about the true purpose of the 57th expedition, he had to make sure that you were safe. The hard work made you feel exhausted and after you had to repeat the same exercise for what felt like the hundredth time you simply snapped.

"I can't do this anymore!" You screamed, while you lost your calm demeanor. Throwing a tantrum around Levi, criticizing him at the same time, wasn't the best idea, you'll admit. The Captain angrily shut you up and squeezed your arm under his tight grip. He felt pissed, angry way beyond your pathetic imagination.

"If you don't get better you will die. I can’t always be there to save your sorry ass Cadet." He was aggressive and shook your body. 

"Then don't! I'm a soldier, it would be an honor to die for your cause." It was the first time he had violently touched you; the back of his hand smacking against your skin. His squad held their breaths in shock and didn't know how to react to his outburst. It wasn't unusual for Levi to get physical with people that misbehaved, but with you it was something else. Never did he lay his hands on you, except in training of course. You were quiet, other than the quiet whimpers that left your lips. It urged him to do worse. 

"Are you dense? You stupid brat don't even know what it means to die in honor. You should have stayed in Mitras with that attitude. I'm in no need of suicidal soldiers." You started crying at this point, shaking under his hands. He felt adrenaline shot into his abdomen, a nice tingle made his member slightly twitch at the sight of you. 

"Then why did you choose me?" He was close to hitting you again, his hand bawling into a fist; knuckles shining white. 

"Meet me in an hour in my office. Clean yourself up, you smell." With that he let you go and walked past his squat, eyebrows furrowing as Petra ran to your side, offering comfort. You didn't deserve that; he thought and shook his head in anger. The two of you were too soft. 

After that you dressed in your fresh formal-uniform and brushed your wet hair behind your ears, trying to appear as neat and dolled up as always, a habit that stuck with you ever since you were a little girl. Your parents made sure that your appearance would match your status as a wealthy Mitras girl. You hated it there, felt trapped and lonely. Some things that were taught to you stayed with you though, like taking good care of your body, always keeping your stuff clean or being polite. Of course, you learned to obey others, especially men, too. They prepared you to be a good wife. It scared you, made you feel sick; the thought of marrying a stranger gave you anxiety. It's why you decided to leave and enlisted in the Training Corps, making your parents disappointed. You felt guilty, as much as you do now. You displeased your Captain, the one you looked up to, the one that makes you eager to submit. You would do anything and perhaps, tonight you will. 

Those thoughts cross your mind as you stand in front of his office and private quarters. The upper ranks really have nice privileges. Your heart pounds against your chest, as you softly knock on the wood. Footsteps emerge as you fitch with the hem of your dress shirt. The door creaks open, revealing your Captain to you. He takes a step to the side, offering you access to his office with a spread arm. You don't look at him when you enter, head hanging low, and eyes fixed on the ground. Your punishment might be a severe one, probably physical discipline. He did punish you twice, made you run around the headquarters for three hours or leave out all the meals once. But this time is going to be much worse, and you know it's the way he looks at you that makes you question his sanity. You should feel ashamed of that. 

"You know Cadet, I could tell that you were on edge as of lately." He starts and takes a seat, making you stand opposite of his desk. 

"And I get it, we all are." He places his slender hands on the wooden surface, the same hands that caused you pain an hour ago. 

"But raising your voice against your Captain? Arguing with him, with me-“ he scoffs leaning forward.

"Now that's disrespectful on a new level. What happened? Did I finally break my favorite toy?" Levi mocks, a sinister expression on his usual stoic face. The last sentence got to you, eyes widening, a little displeased groan escapes you, eyebrows furrowing at the insult. Though, instead of sharing your discomfort with him, you simply answer: "Sorry Captain. It won't happen again." At that he rolls his eyes, shaking his head disappointed. 

"That did not answer my question. Did I break you yet, Cadet?" You wonder if the thought of emotionally dragging you down would please him. It would make sense, he always did show sadistic tendencies around you, bombing you with dehumanizing duties. You agreed to do them with a smile, hoping it would please him and it did. Now you wonder if it just egged him on to be much harsher with you. 

"I was close." You confess and fold your hands in your front, blankly returning his gaze. 

"Good. I hope you know why I'm pushing you harder than the others." His tongue slightly brushes over his dry lips, as he locks his steel-colored eyes on your form. You take a moment to think and hesitantly speak up after a few seconds. 

"I believe it's because I'm not as good as the others." A small smile spreads over his lips as he stands up again. You never saw him smile; it slightly starts to weird you out.

"Correct. You would die out there, I can't have that." Levi walks up to you in a slow pace, his relaxed state dominating the room. You swallow, taking a step back as he closes in. 

"Captain? May I ask why you can't have me dying?" A sight leaves him, as he places a hard on your shoulder, stopping you from moving. 

"Aren't you a nosey girl?" Your Captain states and places his other hand on your other shoulder as well. A bit of panic rises in your gut at the touch. The Captain was never one to show affection and this strange touch simply can't mean anything good. 

"Why did you order me here?" The question lingers in the air like a heavy prayer, making Levi's hands grip your delicate shoulders tighter. 

"Tch. Want me to show you?" He's seconds away from doing something stupid and both of you know it. 

"Yes, please." You murmur and break the contact of your stare, allowing him full authority. With excitement his hands glide from your shoulders to your waist, pulling you closer. He leans to the level of your ear, warm breath and the sudden closeness making you stiffen.

"What I'm going to show you is either a reward-" you feel his hands softly roam your curves, making you start shaking at the feeling it provides you. Not sure if it is desperation or despair, you let quiet whines out, encouraging him to grip your bum. 

"-or a punishment." You yelp as the same hand that caressed you moments ago gave your behind a harsh slap. Biting down onto your lip, you try to push him away from you to no use. He doesn't even buckle under your weak attempts.

"It's going to be up to you, silly Cadet." He whispers and slowly starts to move his head down your neck, placing tingling kisses at your vulnerable areas. Denying that his hands and lips feel pleasurable on your body would be a lie. It feels good, adrenaline rises in your gut as you think about how wrong this is. Superior ranks to yours shouldn't use you the way he does, after all you could report him for his inappropriate behaviors. Though it probably won't be to any good use, because Commander Erwin closed his eyes to the strange relationship of yours months ago. You know that most of the upper ranks suspect something between the two of you and yet nobody came to your help so far, because they don't want to anger Captain Levi. 

At some point you are a mess; cheeks flushed, heart beating rapidly, and your flesh is painted in bite marks. His hands hold you up and keep you from falling into his erratic body.

"Captain-" you wince and grip him weakly against your heated form, allowing even more contact between the two of you. 

"Hm?" He hums and lets his hand wander between your legs, making your posture stiffen. 

"This is wrong Captain, please-" you finish your sentence with a moan as his fingers dance circles around your clit, a wonderful sensation erecting in your abdomen.

"Shut up, it is not." He insists and slowly takes a few steps forward, making you stumble back at the unexpected movement. The both of you crash against his table and with a swift motion it's empty, papers and pens landing on the floor. He quickly makes use of your shocked self and pushes you down onto it, hour back connecting with the hardwood. A sound of pain rings through the room and it takes you a while to register what's happening. Levi presses your body down with his, his heavy breathing catches your attention and the next thing you notice is something hard against your thigh. At first you thought it was his hip bone, but after he starts rubbing it against you realization hits you. Feeling yourself blushing furiously, heat spreads through your stomach like a wildfire. You try to push him away, brushing his hand from you, which only causes him to grind harder against you. 

"No," you whine as he bites your earlobe. "Levi stop!" Your voice sounds muffled, a few tears run down your hot cheeks. He stills for a moment before resuming. Your hips arch upwards, pushing into his hardened length. He groans, mouth wide open while his eyes are squeezed shut. Moving his head from your shoulder to rest his face right below your ear, he whispers:

"You are to call me Captain, Cadet." His breath is warm against your neck, the rough sound of his deep voice sends shivers down your spine, and you let out a whimper that sounds like a plea. He smirks slightly, enclosing his hand around your throat. 

"And I'm calling you mine." He decides and opens your dress shirt, exposing your bodice and skin underneath. In a matter of a minute, you wrinkle completely naked underneath him; plank panic written on your face. He on the other hand is completely dressed, only making the effort to loosen the first two buttons of his shirt. His cravat is placed in your mouth to make you shut up and he observes you with dark eyes, while he pushes his sleeves up to his elbows. 

"You look so beautiful." He whispers and brushes over your cheek, wetting his thumb with your salty tears. His pupils are blown as he slowly fitches with his pants, pulling out his member to the cool air. 

"Please-" you cry out, not sure if you want him to continue or to stop. He looks good that way; black hair falling into his pale face and his posture hovering over your vulnerable form. 

"No, I deserve you this way." He breathes out and leans down.

"You are my subordinate, my soldier. Mine." He groans and starts to slowly rub circles between your already wet folds. 

"Ever since you joined the Scouts you have been nothing but submissive-" He trails off and enters you with his finger, making you whimper. 

Levi thrusts even harder and throws his head back until a deep growl rings through your ears and you feel him twitch. For a moment he thought about coming inside of you, impregnating you so you wouldn't have to attend the expeditions anymore. Eventually he decides against it, the risks of getting into serious trouble are too high. He watches as hot strings of his semen trip onto your lower bell, his face twisting in disgust. He grabs for a napkin in his pant pockets and cleans himself and your skin, making sure that not one single drop is left. He ever so slightly looks at you, trying to read your reaction. Are you scared? Pleased? He can't tell. 

"But I guess people can change, hugh?" He pulls out and leads his finger to his lips, greedily tasting you. Closing your eyes in shame, you bit down on the cloth between your lips, feeling the dip of something hot press against your entrance. You can't hold back your cry when he slides it inside you, stretching you open to take all you are willing to give. His pace increases slightly after he waited for a minute so you could adjust. His hands run through your hair, tugging at any loose strands. Your heart races and your hands ball into fists as you try your best to ignore the burning pain you are in. Levi doesn't stop once. With an angry grunt he slams himself inside and you moan loudly, wrapping your legs around his waist, digging your nails into his broad shoulders. The cloth in your mouths loosens and you take the opportunity, spitting it out.

"Captain. Please-" You cry as you feel your nails digging into his flesh, breaking his pure skin easily. The harsh movements of his hips slowly start to feel enjoyable, the slapping sound of skin ringing in your ears.

"I knew I liked you better when you were quiet." He breathes as he thrusts in and out of you, faster than before. When you thought about your first time it certainly didn’t cross your mind that it would be like this; rough and full hatred. Not understanding why, you would feel pleasure with the way he treats you, you close your eyes and let the sensation wash over you. Your body shakes with each stroke of his cock and your hands start to tremble. A sudden orgasm washes over you and you scream his name, letting it flow free through your clenched teeth. He growls low in his throat when he watches how your hips jerk up towards him. 

You breathe flatly, your back hurting from the hard surface underneath you. Your classy eyes watch the dancing flames of the chandelier above you with interest. You feel exhausted and lightheaded, the feeling of being empty again is weird. The sensation of your climax still lingering in your abdomen. 

"Sit up Cadet." Your Captain demands and helps you into an upright position. 

"Dress. Then help me with those reports." He gestures at the floor, while fixing his shirt, trying to appear not too casual. 

"Yes Captain." You obey his comment, collecting your uniform and undergarments that has been spread around his table. You notice his eyes on your naked body, making you feel uncomfortable. 

"Cadet." He catches your attention as your eyes meet. 

"You don't tell anyone about this. And don't even get the idea of spreading your legs for anyone but me." Levi demands in a grumpy manner. You glance at him, shocked and offended. Never would you dare to do this with any other person. 

"Oi! Do you understand that brat?" ‘

"Yes Captain Levi."

[ambrosialdesire]

what are your thoughts on yandere levi 😩

my thoughts are: HELL YES

assuming that this is captain levi you're talking about, he's an already pretty terrifying force to be messing with in the first place, whether you are part of the corps or the enemy. to add on the yandere trope onto his character, you're in deep trouble LOL

ngl for me, it really varies on what kind of yandere he is depending on who he's interested in. for now, i'm only going to be explaining the instances and scenarios of reader either being a survey corps low-ranked soldier, marleyan captain enemy, and civilian.

i didn't mean for this to be so long but levi's been one of my favorites since middle school (literally was insane for him back then before reiner's s4 glowup lolol)

this is written as a gender-neutral reader sorta, no pronouns are used but it's slightly implied that this is a fem reader.

tw: manipulation, abuse of power, inappropriate touching, possessive behavior, implied non-con, implied mind-breaking

if you're part of the survey corps but serving as a low ranked soldier compared to levi, he constantly abuses his power over you. it doesn't show at all that he likes you, it's him mostly making you do things for him like you were his personal secretary. he takes you out of training to clean his office instead (he'd make you do it over and over again if it's not up to his standards), takes you away from your lunch group so you can boil his tea for him, sometimes just pulling you out of anything you're doing just to hang around him. at first, you were excited to take any job from him, after all, levi's one of the top soldiers in the corps. it was completely out of respect for the man until you begun to realize that he's just using you to only do "desk-jobs". you start getting sick of doing meaningless jobs for him but you're terrified of even saying anything about it to humanity's strongest soldier. levi's never going to be the really touchy type in any of my renditions of him being a yandere, but you've occasionally felt his faint touches around certain parts of your body as if a ghost had brushed past you; other times, he sternly grips your forearm or shoulder whenever he's in a not-so-pleasant mood. since him and erwin are buddy-buddy, he turns an eye with his behavior towards you, telling you that he would report the mistreatment to the higher-ups but really just throw away the files. he doesn't want his best soldier to falter anytime soon and you being a little special treat to satiate his appetite is nothing short of a itty bitty loss in the ranks. he's manipulative, wavering the threat of forcibly having you dishonorably discharged when you don't do as you're told. you wouldn't want your family to know that you're a shameful excuse of a soldier, would you? so be a good little pet, get down on your knees and beg for his forgiveness by any means necessary.

if you're a marleyan enemy soldier, especially a captain like him, FUCK there's so much tension between the two of you. his paradisian devil soldiers made a complete mess that night, killing many of the underlings and your coworkers, incapacitating the warriors as if they were nothing short of pests. you saw the absolute speed of that man who tore through one of the hinges of galliard's jaw and completely cut down jaeger's beast titan form, swearing nothing but completely hatred for that demon. levi thought you were interesting the moment he spotted you witnessing his attacks, eyes wide with admiration but stewing with disgust at the same time. there was a certain kind of fear that he's never seen before and the two of you shared a long stare before you took a shot, barely missing your intended target: him. a frustrated scream ripped out of you as you had to powerlessly watch them leave through one of the many blimps in the air. you didn't realize that he soon shot his ODM spears towards you, zipping in your direction and kicking you down to the ground. it was like he teleported in front of you as he stood over your body but you were soon knocked out with the butt of your own rifle. you woke up tied to a chair, hair being pulled back and gaze focused on the blinding light above you. he started asking questions, hitting you around like a training dummy but you refused to budge no matter how much pain you were in, spitting and laughing at his face. one of his comrades told him that it was useless trying to make you spill out anything, that they already knew everything that they needed to know from the marleyan defectors and zeke. part of his motivation for this (at that point in the anime) is because he's so sick of losing everyone important in his life so having someone to control, knowing what the outcome is because their future is strung by his own hands, it made the pain easier to deal with. on your side, for some godforsaken reason, he refused to let you go or kill you. oh no, no, no. he wants you to break. he wants that terrified, but idolized look in your eyes again. levi wants you to completely forget the person you are and who you served, only becoming his sweet and obedient marleyan prisoner.

if you're just an average citizen, it's a slow build-up of when levi began to take an interest with you. it was on accident but he starts to occasionally spot you whenever the scouts come back from outside expeditions, eyes wandering over the injured with a sullen expression. he couldn't decipher whether you felt simply ashamed of their loss again or that you felt bad that they had to keep doing this to themselves. that's usually only the few times where he sees you, usually trying to keep to himself and ignore the other bystanders. you were always there however, as if his eyes were automatically always darting to the same spot when he looked over into the crowd. when hange forced him to get out of the stuffy corps building and out into the city, he found himself staring at you while you serve drinks out to customers. it's filthy the way you brush your hand against theirs, winking at them to rub it even more. it was reminiscent, as if he was back watching an underground whore working for better tips. it felt strange seeing you outside of something he was used to, especially if it's something as deprecating as this back-alley bar. levi couldn't stop himself from standing up and trudging over to you when some pig put his hands on you, more so from what you're obviously comfortable with. it felt like he was back in the underground, the way he dug his fists into that sorry son of a bitch's face, fighting the group of men that he was with as well. hange eventually joined in as well, cheering in joy as they threw a beer glass into some guy who was sneaking up behind him. as the fight started to get more insane, he snatched you away from the scene when the moment was right (he may have left hange behind but they're more than capable of handling themselves in a fight). you thanked him profusely and offhandedly mentioned that you were definitely not working back there again after what happened. it could've been the traces of alcohol in his system or the adrenaline, but he kissed you right there. you pushed him away of course, completely shocked that the humanity's strongest had literally just kissed you unwarrantedly. he wanted to take his time to get to know you, he really did. yet levi realizes that he's no different from the disgusting man that he had just beat his face in, his grip around your arm tightening as he forces you against the grating wall in the dark alleyway.