#baby levi you are loved

[zekescherries]

the context is so depressing, yet he looks so cute

[l3visthighs]

Some random Levi shots from the Return to Shiganshina arc ✨

[starrylevi]

🍼Dadvi with the chunkiest babyyy 🍼

“You’re all rolls, huh?” He would say with a smirk before he’d place a quick kiss on top of his babe’s head. He’d be briefly horrified but then mostly impressed at the bits of food your child managed to get underneath their neck or in other crevices. “How’d you manage to get that in there…?” Over time he enjoys getting all the bits out as he loves cleaning them. It also helps that they let out the cutest giggle when he does. Levi takes his baby’s plumpness as a sign of good health. He wasn’t used to seeing well fed babies as he came from the underground where food was limited. So yes, he does take joy in seeing his little sunshine with full cheeks. It means they’re getting what they need; they’re safe and happy. Let anyone dare mention anything about how his child is getting too plump. “Tch. Don’t you have anything better to do?” He’d shoot them a glare. “Dumbass.” He’d mutter to himself as he’d gently bounces the little one on his knee. Placing a quick kiss on the top of their small head he’d whisper “You’re perfect.”

[leviraaaaaa]

It'd been years after the war.

You no longer had to fight anymore.

The ODM bruises had started to fade as you don't have to tighten the straps anymore, so hard that they dug into your skin. You don't miss the familiar weight of the gas tanks and thunder spears around your waist.

No more recovering only the remains of your dead friend. No more running for your life. No more corpses, no more blood.

You don't miss that life.

You've found your peace, a life with Levi.

You would have never thought it was possible. Not just you and him, but the whole concept of it.

That finally, you can sleep peacefully, without being scared of an urgent call that a wall was broken through. Though you'd still have nightmares but still. And even then it was fine because you had Levi now, to help you get through it. You no longer hard to curl up to yourself and try to calm yourself down, hug a pillow and sob silently so none of your dormmates wake up. You had Levi now.

Or the mornings, you think. The odd sense of peace, the feeling of safety. You can wake up beside him and stay in bed for as long as you want. You don't have to get up and search for your uniform. There's no training to be late to. You just curl yourself around him and watch him sleep, peaceful. And you get to watch when he'd woke up, sleepy sleepy eyes peering through and then arms wrapping around you tighter. He looks so vulnerable then. But you're glad, you think. That he can sleep like that now. That he feels safe enough to, safe with you. His dark circles aren't so visible anymore and he doesn't look as tired as he used to. He still can't get a full rest, but the insomnia isn't that bad.

Life had changed. And for the best. Peace for him and peace for you.

But try as you may, and oh dear God did you try, you can't actually forget. Can't actually leave the life you had spent so many years living behind just like that.

No, the scars never faded.

Souvenirs, you think. Reminders etched into your skin, reminders of who you were and what you've done and all that you pray to forget.

Yours stopped bothering you at one point. It used to. Once. Severely.

You'd stare at the bruises on your thighs for hours or the livid pale slashes along your arms or your stomach. Rough knuckles and calloused fingertips, the constant usage of ODM had left marks there too.

It's more the memories than anything that comes with it.

You used to think, how could anyone possibly look at this marred mess you were and still love you?

Oh but Levi.

He never told you but you knew.

He thinks it's not enough. That he's not enough. That surely you deserve someone with all their fingers, and both their eyes.

And you think it's ridiculous.

But even now, after so many years, you'd sometimes catch a glimpse of him staring at himself into the mirror, fingers grazing his face.

The world had been so cruel to him. And he didn't know how to be kinder to himself.

Unlike you, who cried it out, he never learnt how to actually handle his emotions. So when it's one of those days, he merely shuts himself out. In his own dark little mind. And those days, you leave him alone, because he only curls into himself deeper if you try to get him out. And you learnt to give him space, for him to come out on his own. Though every inch of you wants to help him, but you don't know how.

And it was one of those days, you realized when you walked into the bathroom.

He was staring at the bathroom mirror, arms braced on the counter. So focused he didn't even hear you coming.

"Levi?" You called out gently.

He didn't answer, but his head tilts towards you, eyes shifting to meet yours. He only gives a slight nod.

"You... okay?"

"...yeah." He takes a moment but nods. "Fine."

And it was then you noticed how hard his fingers gripped onto the counter. And you noticed his expression, the look of guilt there. How he wouldn't even look at you properly.

Your heart hurt.

If only he understood.

You didn't say anything but walked towards him. And without a word, you slide on top of the counter, shifting so he was standing between your legs. You locked your legs behind him, pulling him closer. He was startled but he didn't say anything, his eyes downcast.

There was so much pain inside those gray eyes.

"Levi." Your voice gentle, soft. "Look at me."

At that, he only tilted his head, looking further away from you, eyes darting sideways.

"No, look at me." You held his chin, turning his head towards you. He flinched at your touch, but you could see the resistance breaking under your gaze. The walls coming down.

With that, you held up your hair, tilting your head to show him a slash that went up to your neck.

"See this?"

He looked at you, confused. And without a word, you tugged on your t-shirt, taking off the clothing in one pull.

"What are you... doing?" He asked, warily. Eyes on your face. Even after so many years, he still got shy.

"No, eyes here lev." You said firmly. "See this?" You pointed at a scar along your elbow, then towards the bruises that ODM had left on your chest. " And this?"

He only stared at you, expression hard. His jaw tightened.

"Tell me Lev." You sighed.

"Does these repulse you? Creeps you out? Do you think they're ugly? Do they make you love me less? Or not at all?"

Levi looked horrified. He was immediately shaking your head, desperate to deny the words. How could you even think that?

"No." He said hastily, eyes wide. "No, what are you saying? Of course not—"

"So why on earth," You gently cupped his cheek, shushing him down. "Do you believe that yours makes me love you any less?"

Your thumb pressed along the scars on his cheek. They were white now, no longer blood red and livid on his skin as it was back when Hange stiched them up. You swallowed, pressing your forehead to his.

"What made you think," You whispered. "That these makes you worth any less levi? "

He didn't pull away, but he stiffened. His face hardened but there was a look of despair beneath his eyes. "That's not the same—''

"How is it any different?" You cut him out, your voice firm. "You tell me, I'm waiting."

He hesitated, staring at you. And then he looked down.

"...I'm crippled."

"Your point?"

"You deserve someone younger. Someone whole. Someone who's more than me."

"There's no one that's more than you levi."

"I'm damaged. "

"We'll fix it. I'll fix you. So, help me fix myself."

"I'll hurt you. I've already hurt you. I don't know how to be better than this. I don't know how to love someone. "

"You're the only person who have never hurt me. You make me feel more worthy than anyone else in this world ever could. And holy shit, if you can't," You whispered. "If you can't, let me. God, I'd love the shit out of you if you'd just let me. So fucking let me in Levi, don't push me away. Don't shut me out. You've done that enough in your lifetime."

And Levi was still. He was made out of stone. So hard, so rough, the edges so sharp. He tries to soften himself for you, but it goes against everything he ever taught himself his whole life and he doesn't know how to do that. He tries, but somehow it never feels enough. Not enough for you. And he wish he could believe that you didn't love him because you do and he could feel it. He can always feel it . Like the way you were looking at him and he felt so, so exposed.

It makes him feel guilty. Someone like you doesn't belong with someone like him. And he wishes, for once in your life, you'd stop looking at him like that so he could convice himself that you don't want him and he could walk away.

And he knows he makes you feel like you're not good enough, because he sees your sad expression when he locks himself out. But it's not you, he wants to tell you. God, you're fucking perfect and it's never you. It's him. He's the fucking problem. The space inside his head was so dark he was scared that just might be enough for you to leave.

But you. The tempt of it.

The warmth of you. You were all softness and gentless and goodness, so so kind to him and it makes him want to hold you tight and never let go again.

But somedays it gets so hard.

He isn't used to this. To show his feelings. To feel so bare in front of someone. Instinct doesn't let him.

He isn't used to feel so loved.

But he thinks he'd try. For you.

Because now that it's you, he doesn't know how to go back to a time there wasn't you.

"Levi?" Your voice pulls him out of his mind. Like you always did. His saving grace, his angel. You wrapped your arms around him, pulling you closer and he can hardly breathe.

"Don't give up on me, Levi." You whispered to his ears. "On you. On us."

@sad-darksoul @anxious-chick @raginginferno267

[littlerequiem]

Kuchel doing all of this for Levi, Kuchel loving her son so much, Kuchel being Levi's source of light in this panel . . .

And she never finds out how Levi becomes a beacon of hope for so many people, just like she was for him in this panel :((((

[the-eclectic-wonderer]

NOOOOOOO DETECTIVE WILLIAMS WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU NEED MORE TIME YOU AND YOUR WIFE WERE MY FAVOURITE COUPLE!!!!!!

[sems-diarie]

ima have to stop defending her soon but fuck it gets me tight when ppl say cowboy carter was a bad album

[dannybobany]

The gang’s all here! (My three favorite blorbos)

Not one of them has a living parent that loves them <3 for those who don’t know them all it’s Levi(F&H termina), Basil(Omori), and CC (FNAF) (although this design is very headcanoned)

*hits em on the head* THESE BOYS CAN FIT SO MUCH MISERY!!!

I have others but these are my big three, my blorbos are always traumatized young boys for whatever reason (COUGH projection COUGH)

Anyway, just wanted to doodle my silly sons, for fun and me time <3 /ref

[kentopedia]

armin lovers…. i have to ask …… why.

[tojiscrack]

in honor of the new soano chapter- my thoughts

I AM GAGGED THIS IS SO GOOD

FIRST OF ALL- MALAKAI FROM LIAR LIAR UNIVERSE HOPPING INTO SOANO?? HILARIOUS. I DIDNT KNOW THIS WAS POSSIBLE, BUT HES EVEN WORSE HERE LMFAOOOO

Y/N HAS BEED HAUNTING SHADIS EVEN WHILE HE WAS GONE😭😭 HE IS TREMBLING OVER THE SOUND OF HER VOICE.

i actually also love the fact that y/n is so iconic in this so here's a list

- shadis, badis, madis, and kadis

- forcing jean's lookalike to eat peas

- LITERALLY PUNCHING BORIS, HELLO??

- scheming with hange after running away(for the first, but definitely not last, time)

- "remember me?"

- insulting erwins eyebrows😭

- pulling a turn around on badis after LOCKING HIM IN THE WOMENS BATHROOM??????

- drawing flowers instead of answering the math problem

- LITERALLY DITCHING HER GROUP TO RUN AWAY LMFAO

- actually befriending malakai😨

- convincing everyone that the schedule had changed

and saving the best for last,

- "OH SHADIIISSSS!!, guess who's baaack"

i probably forgot to write a few down but i hope ur happy with this list😈

i loved the new chapter so much like i actually was kicking my feet and giggling from the shenanigans ilysm pls never die i actually wish i could smooch u bc this was beautiful 😔😔🙏

start of a new obsession masterlist here:

I’M SURPRISED YOU’RE STILL READING IT? 😭 HAHAHA STOP ILY

MALAKAI ORIGINATED IN LIAR, LIAR BUT WILL BE IN EVERY UNIVERSE OF EVERY STORY I WRITE 😭 him and y/n will meet a millions times. and yes, he’s 10000x worse here and it’s actually like that for a reason — in aot’s universe, they don’t exactly have much to lose. we don’t know much about how their jobs work and stuff. all we know is that if you have a criminal record, it stays. if you’ve done something incredibly grave, it stays (as seen with eren and mikasa’s murder crimes committed at 9 years old LMAO). but we notice that even with that, eren was able to join the cadet corps and even ended up ranking 5th before joining the scouts. so, malakai truly has nothing to lose when he goes feral 💀

please you basically just summarised the entire chapter DKMMM 😭😭 i had sm fun writing it for the few readers that are actually invested despite how little traction it gets. soano will always be my favourite to actually write simply bcz of how much crack it consists of.

had to make her punch boris cuz he was so annoying when i watched him in the ova. she’s doing what i wanted to do so badly. and her friends will understand why she ran off 😭 they know her well despite only knowing her for a week.

y/n in liar, liar, despite the way she acts with malakai, sees him as a friend. it’s the same thing in the soano verse. y/n and malakai 🤝 being a chaotic duo in every universe.

miffysmittens, i wait for ur notifs EVERY time. i’m gonna mwah both of your cheeks, i wake up in the morning for you, don’t YOU ever die 😤‼️

[dreamtuna]

I don't really think about Levi's height all that much so sometimes I forget just how smol he is. We're the same height, and I just had to stand on my tiptoes to reach the bread on the bottom shelf of the over the counter cupboard, which I usually don't think twice about that's just every day life at this height right?

Oh my God, imagine how cute a sight that would be to walk in on though. He's reaching for the item and you just see him raise up on his tiptoes so briefly

Or going shopping together and you're both too stubborn (or too anxious in my case) to ask someone to pass you the item on the top shelf so you walk out without it instead

Constantly trying to be subtle about how you reach stuff but you notice it in each other cause you do the same shit

Yeah, now I'm gonna start thinking about it a lot more

[emberfrostlovesloki]

Emily + Poetry

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"It's not that teen girls love Nine Inch Nails songs with different lyrics. It's that teen girls loved Nine Inch Nails songs with those lyrics — all that jocky, cocky, screaming rage, all that raw male power that was supposed to scare or exclude us was relatable. Teenage girls get rage; they get self-hatred. Teenage girls know what it's like to want to cuss and scream and fuck and thrash around incoherently because you don't have the agency to do any of those things. Don't open your eyes, take it from me, I have found you can find happiness in slavery: What is that but the feminine condition, sung REALLY REALLY LOUD?" (Jude Ellison S. Doyle via @transmascmikey)

How is this not Emily? I imagine that Emily had a rocky relationship with her mom. That her mom was a bit of a control freak. I think joining the team reminded her how to have fun again. Remember how Hotch characterizes Prentiss to Strauss: "Prentiss overcompensates because she doesn't yet feel that she's a part of the team." At the beginning Aaron is right, but he then goes on to say, "She needn't worry." Hotch knows his team so well. And Em gets a chance to really be herself at the BAU. I am so happy that Emily got to have a family in the BAU. At it's core Criminal Minds is a found family story, and it makes me feel good inside.

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[toestalucia]

great news everyone cygames gave the people another month to start & read 177 chapters of gbf before dropping the most important story update of all time

[loveackermannn]

heheheheh a new wip!!! finally.....

[throwmethroughawindow]

Currently rewatching AOT and I can feel my obsession w Levi being revived from the dead😭 he’s such a pretty boy I’m OBSESSED.

I love him so much, he was my obsession before Ace🫠

[viitlumi]

@naitfall continued from HERE

She was acutely aware of her tone that held her tongue, a rather unconventional approach towards someone of Levi’s stature to receive, yet befitting the occasion.

The brief exchanges the northern warrior had shared with the locals and soldiers of this land, coupled with the fragments of knowledge she had gathered beyond those conversations, offered Solveig a tapestry of curious details. These were not deep, personal histories—nor had she expected them to be, especially from those not intimately familiar and connected to the notable figures which were the officers.

In the end, it was her brother, Vito, who had gently counseled her not to be overly reticent around Captain Levi—while still maintaining a proper level of respect, of course. After all, they were merely guests, their presence tolerated and sanctioned only because of the necessities of war.

Perhaps it was the strange sense of familiarity that the blonde female felt in Levi's presence. Not because they shared any exceptional bond—such things were hardly worth noting—but rather, it was something in the man's demeanor, a subtle reflection of something she knew all too well. She would never voice such thoughts aloud, especially since there was no kinship between them that would warrant such an exchange. Yet, the reason Solveig likely didn’t shy away from the Squad Captain was because, in some way, he reminded her of her sister, Hilda. The similarly steadfast impartiality, the same unyielding stoicism—though, unlike Hilda, Levi carried a brashness at his core, an unrepentant undercurrent that set him apart from her.

Solveig hesitated mid-throw as she recalled the man's words, their gazes locking in silence for a moment. Her labored breaths were the single sound breaking the stillness, her skin glistening with sweat like freshly melted snow on untouched ground. She instinctively kept her distance respectably, well aware of Levi's fondness for a pristine, almost sterile environment — and most likely people included. The last thing he would want near him, she imagined, was a woman drenched in the salty evidence of her late-night training with her axes—the mere witness to her tireless efforts that must have been hours already. Yet, she couldn't help but question why the Captain was here at such an oddly late — or rather early hour. For her, the answer was simple enough: when the mind refuses to settle, you find ways to drown out the noise. It was a recurring, though sporadic restlessness, and in truth, it wasn't uncommon to encounter her siblings wandering about late at night, each dealing with their own insurmountable obstacles. "I'm sorry, Captain, I was meant for the ground, not the air. I … Haven't bothered you with anything, didn't I?" Solveig inquired, a subtle accent in her voice, a quip woven into her speech once again, though careful not to overstep into crudeness, her brows rising in curiosity. She was hoping her rather prominently boisterous activity didn't mess up Levi with anything of significance. Deciding to give herself a timeout, though, she turned and plunged her silver axes into the nearest tree stump with a solid thud. Reaching for the leather water bottle that rested on the same stump , she poured a handful of cool water into her palm, rinsing the sweat from her face before swallowing a well-earned, grateful sip from it immediately thereafter. A soft shiver coursed through her as the cool night air caressed her sweat-drenched skin, the sudden shift in temperature finally sinking in through the thin, damp fabric of her midriff top. The strain of her workout was unmistakable, her muscles sculpted and defined—enough to stir envy in a few men. There were moments when she reveled in displaying that strength, yet at other times, she wished she could conceal it. But for right now, she couldn't be bothered any less that Levi saw her that way.

She pondered the meaning behind Levi's words, trying to unravel their intent. Was he cautioning her to be quieter due to some hidden threat? It couldn’t be the Titans… but perhaps he was warning her about men, or the attention she might inadvertently attract. Or was he on some covert mission, working in the shadows? It seemed unlikely, especially at this late hour, and yet Levi was more than capable of handling himself. Or perhaps, like her, he was simply battling his own restlessness. The enigma of it all lingered in Solveig's mind, casting a curious yet perplexed shadow across her face as she glanced at him again. Her hand drifted through her hair, absently smoothing the strands that had come undone during her exertions, reflecting the quiet dissonance in her thoughts. She settled heavily onto the tree stump , the weight of her body sinking into the wood as her water bottle hung loosely in her hand, her heavy boots pressing firmly into the earth beneath her.

"Why are you here, Captain?" she asked, her tone direct but edged with quiet interest. The thought lingered in her mind—he could have easily gone his own route the moment he spotted and recognized her, observed her from a distance, and yet he had chosen to approach. It was his decision to close that space between them, and she couldn’t help but wonder what had prompted it.