#ch—levi 💕

[samptlay]

To My Sweetheart Who Carries A Wounded Heart Ch. 11

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Donuts? The delicious creamy-filled cloud of fluffiness that has you head over heels in love the first time you tried them over 20 years ago? And who would believe that they would show up at your doorstep being carried by your soulmate? Maybe you were exaggerating by calling him that but you two understood each other more than anyone else could. Looking up from the pink box you were staring at for too long, you’re met with crimson eyes pouring into your own, a small smile on the man’s face.

“Do those happen to be for me?” You smile back, opening the door wider to let Ren inside to which he happily accepts the invitation and heads inside before you close the door behind him and take the box from his hands as he removes his slides. “You know I don’t like sugar, so they aren’t for me.” He chuckles while hanging up his keys before you both go to the kitchen.

You set down the box of Sweet Haven on the counter while Ren invites himself to your fridge and grabs a can of root beer, knowing he doesn’t even have to ask since you specifically buy a whole pack for the fridge for him and only him to drink when he comes over. Levi enjoys alcohol and keeps a lot in the house while Ren finds it displeasing, and with how much he comes over, you didn’t want your friend to have anything to sip on during his (often, though not too many since you’re married and it would seem inappropriate) visits.

Just the thought of you going out of your way to buy things for the time you two spend together makes him want to latch onto your body and never let go, and Ren’s sure you wouldn’t mind that much. It’s not his fault you decide to do all this but like you always say, it’s the little things that count.

When he turned around and leaned against the fridge while opening the can, he couldn't help but observe your eyes lighting up at the sweets when you opened the box. Ren found it enduring. Since the box was yours, either way, you just stuffed one in your mouth while turning to him.

“Thanks for being here right now, and for bringing these. I needed company and I have no idea where Levi is.” At your husband's name, you could visibly see Ren's expression harden a bit, and it would have made you giggle any other day but you weren't in the mood for humor and he didn't look as sarcastic as usual.

“So he left you alone on this day, without even letting you know?” You swore you could almost see a blood vessel on his body pop, and immediately felt the need to soothe his concerns. “Right now is hard for both of us, I don't blame him so please call down, he’s dealing with this in his way.”

There you go again, always defending him even though he can see the hurt in your eyes. Ren was about to open his mouth to call him out himself and let you know that you deserve better, (Quite literally, he wasn't going to boost himself but inform you of how he should be here.) However, you opened your mouth again before he could.

“Though, I… He asked for some space from me yesterday night and I didn't want that. I want to be anything but alone right now. You know I don't like distance, I hate it. He should know that I would want to stick together as well, so why..? Do you think he's starting to resent me? Do you think he blames all of this on me? He-”

You fall silent once you look up to see Ren in front of you, one thumb wiping away the tears that have formed in your eyes, oblivious to you. His other arm was unoccupied, made its way to your waist, and held you tight against his chest. He was offering you comfort and you couldn't be more grateful.

“...It wasn't your fault. I'm aware of what you might be thinking right now but believe me. Don't beat yourself up over this it's him, his fault-”

It's all Ren can say at the moment, and he so desperately wished he could say more but his mind was blank if it was any other thought concerning you. Yet you didn't defend or deny what he said, proving it to be true in his eyes. He couldn't stand seeing you like this, your tears were so foreign to him and they broke his heart.

You can feel his broad muscles flex as he still keeps one arm around your waist as he reaches across the counter, grabs a tissue, and slowly brings it to your face, as if not to alarm you. It makes you warm inside, the fact that he's always been so gentle with you. Even as he wipes all the tears away you can feel he's doing it gingerly.

However, it wasn't warm enough for you. You still can't stand touching your stomach without almost gagging, you still can't think about the life lost, your very baby lost at your own hands. Ren knows his warmth isn't enough either when he feels and sees you trembling in his arms and the streams down your cheeks seem never-ending so he sighs and places the tissue down and replaces it in his hand, cradling your face back and forth.

It made you smile a little bit and you were about to apologize for embarrassing yourself like this but only a choked sob came out. You drop your head to his shoulder and everything that's been building up since yesterday pours out of your soul. You knew Ren wasn't judging, you knew he would never think of you negatively in any way and he knew you needed him right now.

~

After Ren had carried you to your living room and warmed you up into a blanket, he put on your favorite show and sat beside you. He wasn't reaching out to touch you, though it took everything in him to hold back from doing so every time he heard a sniffle from you.

He wanted to hold you, he really did and Ren knew you wouldn't deny him even if you felt guilty, but the thing is you're still a married woman. So for now he'll settle with being the one to comfort you as you grieve. After an hour, he can hear your soft breath hitting his neck. He recognizes the pattern in your breathing and doesn't even need to look down to know you're asleep. He'll carry you to your bed in a moment and stay in the guest room until you wake up and the two of you could talk again. Ren just has a feeling your husband won’t be showing up any time soon.

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A/N: I'm backk! School's done and I have a lot of time on my hands so expect more updates, at MAX every two weeks (keyword, MAX) I'm sorry for the wait, thank you all for the encouragement to keep writing, otherwise I believe the hiatus would have lasted longer. I love you all. Also, I want to give a special thanks to a bunch of my taglist for always supporting my work and for the encouragement I got from them. They don't realize how much I adore them.

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[atthestarlite]

ch.5 of one more, one more

in which natsu has a very bad day

rating: E

relationships: Natsu Dragneel/Lucy Heartfilia

summary: When Lucy’s lead actress drops her directorial debut show less than two weeks before it goes up, Lucy must step in to replace her. In the process, Natsu -- the lead opposite her -- and Lucy must grapple with their intense chemistry and what it means for their longtime friendship. -- college theatre!au. nalu.

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In the university’s costume shop, Lucy stood with Mira’s costume half on her and Aries playing with the lace ribbons tying her corset around her. Already, she knew the clothes wouldn’t fit, what with Mira being four or five sizes smaller than her, but Aries and Cancer needed to figure out how much to pull out the stitches on the corset, as well as whether or not Mira’s skirts were salvageable or if they’d need to make or buy a whole new one. At least, Lucy still had some costumes from a production of Measure for Measure she acted in her first year, which gave Aries and Cancer, her two co-costume designers and co-hair stylists, more to work with.

When Lucy grabbed her phone, messages from Levy and Natsu popped up:

levy mcgarden 💕 [10:07a]

Hey, I don’t know what Natsu’s told you, but we should grant him some leniency over the next couple days with rehearsal times & behavior – I know you’re stressed, but he’s solid already. We can have a longer discussion about this, but there’s been a family emergency on his end. I don’t want to share more because it’s not my place, but it’s something to be aware of.

natsuuu dragneel [10:14a]

im not getting my haircut today, something came up. i’ll get it done b4 the show tho, dw

natsuuu dragneel [10:14a]

i’ll b at rehearsal tn

natsuuu dragneel [10:23a]

pls dw i’m ok

This sounds bad, she thought. Before the nerves could overtake her, Aries said: “Can you step to the platform?”

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[lucysarah-c]

Ah finally im in chapter 27 in HG..... WHEN I TELL YOU I SPENT THE LAST FEW DAYS READING the fic... I loved the idea of knowing Levi before being THE Captain Levi!!!!! a man with nothing yet he offers everything 😭💕💕💕.

Thank you so much for this amazing fic, can't wait for the next chapters ✨️

Hi dear! OMG, you have read ALL OF IT? Do you realize how long HG actually is...? Hahaha, 330k words now with the new spin-off.

First of all, I want to thank you! Thank you for reading, coming to my ask box, and everything! I'm so, so glad you have enjoyed the story this far!!!! 🥹🥹🥹 I must admit, haha, I cried A RIVER writing the last chapter (Ch. 20.2 Holy Ground). Levi's words?! My man simply has a heart of gold 🥺🥺🫶🏻🫶🏻

I also have to point out that "a man with nothing, yet he offers everything," must be the most amazing description I have heard of Holy Ground Levi EVER. You're a poet! Honestly, I always wanted to explore the process of Levi turning from a thug to a captain. I think it's hilarious how it's like "FUCK THE POLICE! FUCK THE KING," and then "... I must take extra hours, I need to do the work." My man got whipped 🤣

Tho... Him being a sassy little punk with Mike will never not be funny. Well... Him being a punk will never not be funny 🤣 like, come on... That slap in the middle of the corridor was so uncalled for.

I won't bother you any longer with my ramblings! Thank you so much for reading again! Don't forget to check out the memes of the chapters if you want, no obligation though. If you feel like it, I posted a spin-off today. And my ask box is always open to hyper fexilate with me about it haha.

Lots of love!

Stay safe.

[amywritesthings]

AMY. I JUST READ CH. 4 OF PRESS FOUR FOR MORE OPTIONS. I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!

just… oh my god… he’s so fine. YOU WRITE HIM SO WELL!!!! plus i just love annie in this, she is so funny. and not a huge bitch like many people make her! AND i love the reader too!!

the thing for me is that with a lot of fics, i really enjoy the story and characters, but i find it hard to relate to the reader’s character. 90% of fanfiction is fem!reader, and that can make it hard to connect with stuff, since i am a guy 😓

BUT the reader in this story was just amazing!!! that’s partially because i totally relate to her problems of not being able to do stuff for herself, but also because she doesn’t feel like an oc like many reader characters in fanfic do!! she has a few specific things about herself, but those are only things that are necessary to the story. otherwise she is completely up to the reader which i just appreciate so much!!

BUT MY MAIN POINT is that i love your writing and you’ve made me fall in love with levi. i love the way you write ALL the aot characters and you are just… amazing!!!!!!!! i am not very good at explaining things or my feelings so i hope all of this makes sense… but i love you and your work so much!!!

💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

dearest eliiii hellooOOOOOO 💕

i'm so happy you liked the finale!! i feel like a lot of people do see annie as a major bitch, and she can be! but i also think if you take her out of the aot chaos, she can be lowkey hilarious (so i'm happy her humor worked for you.)

i'm also very relieved to hear that she was still relatable! you're totally right -- there are more GN reader fics slowly coming along, but it is very heavily fem!reader. in my humble opinion, people think 2nd pov is the "worst" of fanfic, but i argue that it's extremely tough to toe the line between a reader someone can attach to + an original character. it's something i worry about all the time when i'm writing! i want reader to be their own person, but i also don't want to put people out of the story, so genuinely i am so happy to hear your experience with reading press four -- it means a lot to me!

you're a gem. your reactions are gems. i know we're both armin fans, but i am giddy you went 'ok i can see the hype here with levi'.

i hope you're having a wonderful day and thank you for such a heartfelt message!

[hangesbrattyapprentice]

Thank you for answering!! And I apologise for that other ginormous rambling ask but it’s been a minute since I shared and also it’s tbaw it can’t be helped. 😂

💥 I totally get what you mean! Like, I wanna see more of Sasha and Connie being weird on a day off, more of the 104th as cadets, more of the veterans when they were younger and greener, more Mobuhan madness, and so so badly more of the relatively peaceful years between the battle of Shiganshina and Eren’s disappearance (please can we see Hange interact with a telephone for the first time?)

🦈 Noooo you wrote Levi so perfectly in ch 27 I don’t think you have anything to worry about 💕 Pushing Petra back behind the counter, that twitch of his lip in amusement, all 💋👌

And I feel like tbaw Jean is an extra tough one because of where he is in his character arc. It’s like writing cadet Jean but also Jaegerist Jean as one all in a modern au. I’m hoping that we’ll see him blossom into his emotionally-stable-and-mature-totally-commander-material-self by the end and there’s no one who could pull that off like you, Tiff!

Oooh 💥 and 🦈 !!

tytyty for asking!! also i saw your super long ask in my inbox hehehe 🥰 so i will respond to that shortly

💥 What is one canon thing that you wish you could change?

omg just one???? idk if this really counts, but i wish there were more OVAs that showed the cadets interacting in more of a positive/lighthearted environment -- or even some OVAs from season 4!! i just love aot content and i'm happy with the story/plotline, but i just want more lmao

🦈 Which character is the toughest to write?

in tbaw, it's a tie between jean and levi 💀 jean is hard now because we have his pov and i need to make sure i'm portraying his emotions correctly. and levi is hard because i've never written him before and he's such a loved character so i'm scared of misrepresenting him or writing him out of character 😫

ask game questions!

[arlertwifey]

chapter 05. hometown ghosts

☾—parings: levi x fem!reader · genre: modern!AU, mystery, action · word count: 3.4k

☾—chapter summary: You and Levi say farewell to Trost.

☾—warnings: blackmail/threatening, knives, ideation of violence & murder, long-term illness of a parent, (discussion of) murder, (discussion of) kidnapping, brief violence, terrible service industry work

☾—notice: 18+ ONLY. MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS = BLOCKED.

☾—taglist: @cherrykamado, @lacheri, @atinyarmyx1, @midaribaby, @ackeruser, ​@araveticazx

☾—a/n: I hope you enjoy this instalment! please let me know if you'd like to be added to the taglist

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Despite the frailness of her arm, Kuchel's grip is strong when her hand closes around your wrist, her neatly painted fingernails digging into your skin. You wonder if Levi was the one to paint the little daisy designs on them: it seems like something he'd be good at.

"Just who the hell are you? And who sent you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," you reply, jerking your arm from her grasp. "Perhaps you're feeling unwell—"

"Bullshit." Her lip curls, looking at you with more disgust than fear. "Levi might not have figured out exactly what you are, but I'd know someone like you from a mile away. You all move the same way."

Clearly, she isn't going to be convinced otherwise. You let out a sigh, straightening your shoulders. Really, when you think about it, this'll make your job easier. Though Levi’s not going to like it.

"No one sent me."

Kuchel snorts. "So I'm just supposed to believe that your kind waltzed back into my son's life by chance?"

"It's a coincidence."

"If that's true then you'll have no problem leaving then," Kuchel says, icily. "Whatever you two have, leave it and get out of here. Assuming you actually give a shit about him and aren't just here to hurt us."

"If I wanted you and your son dead, you'd already be buried in a ditch somewhere," you snap, irritation rising. "Or maybe I'd dump your bodies in the quarry, like that little girl. Fitting for you, huh?"

Kuchel's face goes pale, jaw slack in shock. "Don't talk about that."

"Why not?" Maybe it's cruel to back her into a corner in this way, but it'll be easier without Levi here. “Isn’t that what happened?”

Besides, you're certain he'll only be content with waiting outside in the hall and listening in for so long. Soon he'll come galavanting in to save his poor, frail mother.

But for now there's nowhere for her to run.

"Are you really worried about me hurting you, or are you just worried that I'll dig up things you want gone?"

Kuchel swallows. "You have no idea what you're talking about."

"I think I do." You fold your arms over your chest, leaning back in your chair. "In fact, I think I probably know more about it than you do. But I want to hear it from you all the same. Got it?"

You cross your legs, making your long skirt slide up your calf. Her eyes catch on the sharp plastic shiv taped against your leg. At this angle, Levi shouldn't be able to see it, even if he were to look in through the doorway. Good. This threat isn't for him anyway.

"What do you want?" Kuchel asks slowly, the gears in her mind turning.

"Tell me a story." You drum your fingertips against your arm. "Tell me everything you know about what happened to Mikasa Ackerman."

Kuchel shudders as you speak her name.

What is surprising is the level tone of her voice as she begins speaking:

"My brother-in-law—or whatever you want to call him—Kenny, was never a very nice man. In fact, calling him a complete monster is more accurate. I did my best to keep Levi away from him, but back then he practically ran this town. All the bad things that happened here always seemed to circle back to Kenny. Like shit running down hill."

"What about her parents?"

A sad smile graces Kuchel's face. "Scientists. College sweethearts. She was a botanist and he studied chemistry. Mikasa was a happy little girl with them."

"Until Kenny darkened their doorstep."

There's something vacant in her eye now, like she's being dragged into long-pushed away memories. "No one ever said it. It was always just brushed off as a random robbery gone wrong. They were cut to pieces. And Mikasa disappeared."

"But you thought it was Kenny?"

"I knew it was him. I knew they argued—Kenny and Mikasa's father. You couldn't find two men that were more different. But he had something that Kenny wanted—or maybe Kenny just thought that he did—and that was never a good position to be in."

"And so he killed them all. And dumped Mikasa in the quarry."

“And then he left. No one around here’s heard from him since.” She falls silent, clearly intending to end the conversation there.

"So that's the half of it, but what about the rest of the story?" You prompt.

Her head jerks up. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about the part where someone had to identify the shoe. In fact, someone had to put it there in the first place. He must have asked you to do that when the town started getting antsy after her body never appeared. I suppose, I just want to know what exactly you gained from helping with this?"

Kuchel's head falls forward, shaking. "You're a bitch."

"How original. Answer my question."

"I had Levi," her voice shakes. "Who was going to help us? Everyone else under his thumb? The cops on his payroll? Do you have any idea what would have happened to us if I didn't go through with it?"

Her skin’s gone pale, eyes frantic as they bore into yours—like an animal with its leg in a trap.

You look at her evenly. "Yeah, I know exactly what would have happened to you."

"Then you understand why I helped him. What Kenny wanted he got: whether it was killing her parents or taking Mikasa with him. I couldn't... I couldn't let him get Levi too." Her eyes drag over to the doorway, where Levi's no doubt still hidden. "My precious baby. I swore that I was never going to let anything happen to him." She laughs bitterly. "So much for that. You're here, so I guess that I did a pretty shit job."

"I don't know about that." You don't know why you feel the need to assure her. "I'm not here because of anything you did or didn't do."

"Then why are you here?"

"I'm just getting by."

Kuchel snorts and wipes away the tears forming at the corners of her eyes. "Ain't that the truth."

She lets out a long breath, back straightening.

"Feels kind of good to tell someone about what happened. Guess that whole 'getting it off your chest' thing is true."

"I wouldn't know."

That gets a proper laugh out of her. "Is this why he likes you?" she draws a circle around your deadpan face. "Like a stone cold gambler. Levi's been the same way since he was a little kid."

"No need to worry," you say, tugging the hem of your dress down, so that it covers the blade on your leg. "Your son doesn't have any fondness for me." You turn, looking over your shoulder toward the doorway.

Kuchel examines your face for a long moment. “I guess a better question is: what’s so special about him to you?”

You swallow, turning over the question in your mind. It would be easy to brush off but for some reason, pinned beneath her grey-eyed gaze, find that you don’t want to.

Instead shift forward in your seat, leaning close to her. Her eyes go wide, breath shuddering as she expects you to close your hand around her throat instead of merely resting it on her blankets.

When you speak, you do so softly, so that Levi can’t catch your words from where he’s no doubt listening in from the hall door (you heard his footsteps halt, the idiot).

“The stupid bastard helped me,” you breathe into her ear. “When anyone with common sense would have known to keep their head down and stay out of trouble. But clearly, there’s something very wrong with him. With both of us.” Your laugh surprises both Kuchel and yourself. “So now—for some fucking reason—I’m going to stick my neck out for him. And you too.”

She swallows. “Am I supposed to believe that all this is just to ‘help’ Levi and me? How the hell could someone like you help us?”

“I’ll need you to trust me.”

“Are you joking?”

“Unfortunately, no,” you reply, dryly. “We both know that so long as you’re in danger, Levi’s hands are tied. He’d do anything for you.”

“What are you saying?”

“You said that you know exactly what kind of person I am. I’m sure that’s correct. You probably have a far better understanding of the situation than your son. Which means that you also understand that this kind of offer doesn’t happen twice.”

Kuchel nods. “So make it.”

“You’ll be safe. Levi will bring Mikasa back to you, along with enough money to cover any remaining expenses you have. You’ll be a healthy, happy family once again.” You sit back, putting distance between the two of you again. “Levi helps me get what I want.” You snap your fingers. “Simple as that.”

“And what is it you want?”

“I haven’t figured all of it out yet.” You reply. “But for starters: I want Kenny Ackerman face down in a puddle of his own blood. After that... I don’t know. Maybe nothing at all.”

Her eyes widened. “What’s your business with Kenny?”

“That’s between me and him.” You tap your finger against your lips. “It won’t involve Levi, so don’t worry. I promise, I’ll be long out of your hair by then.”

You hold out your hand to her. After a long moment, she clasps it in hers. “You better keep up your end of this.”

“If I don’t, I’m dead,” you promise her.

Dropping your hand you look back over your shoulder.

“We should probably just call him back in,” Kuchel huffs. “So we’re all on the same page.”

As if he hasn’t been listening to every word, pulling out his hair to decipher your intentions.

“Levi, get in here and stop lurking in the hall,” you say, cupping your hand so that your voice carries.

There’s a beat of silence before the door swings open, revealing an enraged Levi.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" He snaps, stopping to stand beside his mother’s bed.

You shrug. "She started it."

Levi gives you an incredulous look.

Kuchel reaches out, taking one of his fists in her hand and making his fingers to go slack. “Don’t worry, Levi, she didn’t do anything.”

“Is that supposed to be comforting?” He doesn’t look away from your face, glaring daggers. “I don’t like this.”

You look at Kuchel, watching as she glances between you and her son. There’s fear in her face that wasn’t there before: not of you, but rather directed toward Levi. As though she’s afraid to meet his eyes after he no doubt heard her confession.

“You’re mother has agreed to work with me… with us,” You tell him. “We can move forward now and we should do so quickly.”

Levi turns, facing his mother for the first time, as if to ask if you’re speaking the truth. She gives him a weak smile and nods.

Levi’s shoulders go slack in surrender and he sighs. He appears defeated when he looks at your once more. “Alright. What do you have in mind?”

You take a deep breath and lay out your plan.

Even though you don’t see much of it, the glimpses you get of Levi’s departure are undoubtedly depressing. He doesn’t give you rides home from work any longer, both due to your suggestion that you distance yourselves from one another, as well as because he needs the time to drive his meagre possessions to a storage unit.

That was your suggestion. Though he said there wasn’t much he wanted to keep, he’d changed his tune when you informed him that you’d bet your life his house won’t be standing by the end of this mess.

That had gotten his ass in gear.

You only stop by his home one more time over the span of the two weeks, to drop off two cellphones.

He greets you at the door, circles beneath his eyes tinged purple, hair rumpled. You walk past him into the house, not bothering with a greeting.

The place has been gutted. Now you're certain that there’s nothing of interest for you to dig up. All that’s left in the living room is a sleeping bag beside a few piles of taped shut boxes. The once-locked door to Kuchel’s room is open now, empty like the rest of the building.

“You and your mother can use these.” You toss two cell phone boxes onto the sleeping bag. “Use them to contact one another exclusively. Don’t use names. If you have to speak in specifics, use pseudonyms, got it?”

“Should I be writing this down?” He asks, dryly. It doesn’t hold any of the acrid humor it usually does.

A small part of you wants to comfort him, but the rest of you knows that even if you tried it wouldn’t come out right. It never does.

The two of you had agreed on the moving day for his mother. Really, it was child’s play. A called in favor earned her a spot in Saint Maria General Hospital, a day's travel away from Rose City. Levi had pressed you, wanting to know just who exactly would be involved with his mother’s transfer to another state, her care listened under a fake identity.

In response, you’d curled your fingers into a faux-pistol shape, tapping the end of your index finger against your temple. “Think, Levi. Isn’t it better that you don’t know?”

Your answer had shut him up for a little while.

Now though, watching his grim expression as he turns over the cellphone in his hand, you're filled with a compulsion to explain. “Dr. Hanji owes me a favor from a long time ago. They’ve insisted that I repay them for years now. Seemed like a good enough favor to ask. They’re… odd, but practically a medical genius.”

He swallows hard and nods. “Good to know.”

She’ll be okay. You want to promise him that. Somehow, though, you know it won’t do anything more for him. So instead you leave, let Levi sit with his fears and grief as you return to your silent apartment to finish the preparations for the two of your departure from Trost.

You’ve never been good at goodbyes anyway.

When the day of your departure rolls around, you’re glad to see that Levi’s on time (not that he's ever been late before).

It’s a Tuesday, the air cold again. It’s getting darker earlier now, the sun dipping toward the horizon despite it only being late afternoon.

The Legion is as warm and oil-scented as ever, the chatter of customers forming and endless static in your ears. It doesn’t faze you though—like you’re miles away already.

Maybe you already are.

Your mind is on the move, tracing its way along the path you chartered. It’s stuffed away below the insole in your sneaker, lest you lose track of it. Not that you’ll need to look at it. By this point, the route is burned into your memory.

Still, you’re certain that seeing your journey sketched out on paper will put Levi at ease.

Kitz notices of course. Sees it reflected in the tips that he pockets, or the lack thereof.

He pulls you aside after you’ve changed out of your uniform and back into your usual clothing. Really, you’d needed to talk to him anyhow, not that it’ll make the experience anymore pleasant. In fact, you’d been heading toward the office to clock out for the final time. Your ears caught the rumble of Levi’s bike minutes before, signifying the end of your shift.

“Seriously, what the hell has gotten into you?” He snarls, breath warm against your face in the cramped office. “You show up today with a piss-poor attitude and decide that’s how you’re going to deal with the customers?”

He’s not wrong per se. This is your last day—you’d have ditched if the extra money wouldn’t come in handy. Unlike the past months that you worked, you hadn’t bothered with the candy sweet smile and voice reserved for customers and the meek, wide-eyed look used to appease Kitz.

You drag your eyes down from the bulging vein on his forehead to meet his gaze. “So what? You get less of my tips?”

Maybe something else has grated on his last nerve today as well and that’s why he snaps.

Unfortunately for him, you don’t feel anything but a grim sense of satisfaction watching the shock and subsequent rage wash over his features.

“That’s it, bitch—” You see his hand rise out of your peripheral vision.

He’s too slow.

Your fist and crumpled up uniform slam into his gut, making him double over. “You were saying?”

He chokes, desperately trying to breathe. You crouch, fingers curling in his hair to jerk back his head and make him look at you.

“Pick on someone your own size next time, okay?” You say, sweetly. “‘Cause next time you try and mess with me, I’m gonna fucking bury you.”

He nods, wheezing. You stand up and toss the dress and apron at his feet. “See you around, Kitz.”

Clearly, he’s got some sense, because he doesn’t even attempt to follow after you when you leave.

Levi’s waiting in the same spot as always, leaning against his bike. There’s a backpack on his back, same with you. It doesn’t look particularly full—clearly he took your instruction to ‘pack the bare necessities’ to heart. He’s wearing a grey knitted hat you haven’t seen before., face tucked away behind his collar.

“Hey.”

“Hey.” He looks up and watches as you put on your helmet. “What’s got you in such a good mood?”

You think of Kitz’s gasping, reddened face and smile. “Would you believe me if I said I was just happy to see you?”

He snorts, stuffs his hat in his pocket, and puts on his helmet. “Are you joking?”

The bike roars to life, cutting through the quiet. He nods at you and you slip on behind him, not hesitating to hold onto him.

“So, where to?”

“The interstate. We’re heading south east.”

“South East?”

“Let’s head toward Route 29. We’ll need to stop along the way, but that’ll get us started.”

You can already tell the directions are far too vague for his taste. Surprisingly though, he doesn’t protest, instead saying, “You’ve already got our whole route chartered haven’t you?”

When you don't answer, he shakes his head. “Hold on.”

It feels like a weight is lifted off your shoulders as you watch the lights of the Legion fade out into the distance as you drive down the road. You aren't in a hurry to return to Trost. Hell, you doubt you’ll even get the chance to if you wanted to.

No, your sights are set on far bigger things than a burned out town.

Escaping with Levi at your side is… surreal to say the least. How long has it been since a life other than your own was your responsibility? Not long enough it feels like. Everything’s harder when you need to keep someone else from getting fucking murdered. You feel the comforting weight of your backpack against you—packed with all the tools you could get your hands on to ensure that your plans come to fruition.

It’ll go smoothly, you tell yourself. So long as Levi sticks to his word and actually trusts you, everything will be fine… in theory.

It’s about two and a half hours before you tap Levi on the shoulder twice and he nods before pulling off to the side of the road. The sun has dipped fully below the horizon line, lighting up the distant mountains and endless dusty land in red and orange. No one’s around for miles, aside from a gas station just visible in the distance—nothing more than a speck of glowing green-white light.

He kills the engine resting a foot on the ground to balance the bike. “What is it?”

“We need to stop here and get ready. Let's roll the bike away from the road, by those rocks.” You point to a cluster of boulders not far from the road, where the motorcycle will be shadowed.

He stares at you incredulous. “Are we seriously about to camp out here or something?”

You can’t help but laugh at his startled expression.

“No, that comes later. First, we’re going to commit a robbery.”

[levi-supreme]

Can I ask Levi love in the first sight headcanon please??

🍁

Levi falling in love with you at first sight:

Characters: Levi x fem!reader

Genre: SNK canonverse

Warnings: SFW, fluff.

A/N: My oh my. Thank you for sending me this!! Needed to recover from ch 139 🥺 enjoy this along with a little scenario below the cut!!

Levi is someone who is really hard to impress. To even get his attention, that person must be exceptionally skilled, or someone on par with his standards. He has his principles, and meeting them was not easy.

However, when Levi first landed his eyes on you, all his principles, standards, and logic seemed to fly out of the window. He has never seen someone like you before, and for once he was at a loss for words.

He was tongue-tied when speaking to you, nervous even. He couldn't explain what the weird fuzzy feeling growing in his chest was. Despite feeling nervous, Levi couldn't stop looking at you.

When your eyes met, Levi quickly looked away and pretended that nothing happened. He tried to play it cool, like the nonchalant Captain Levi he was. However, Levi failed to realise that you already noticed the faint blush on his cheeks, and you let out a giggle upon catching him staring.

Seeing you smile made the fuzzy feeling in his chest expand exponentially, and Levi wonders what was wrong with him; he never felt this way about anyone before.

And ever since that one fateful day, Levi always had you in his mind. He couldn't explain why his heart always felt like it was leaping out of his chest every time he saw you. Perhaps... is this what they call... attraction? Levi thinks to himself.

Levi had no choice but to admit it, he has fallen in love with you.

Levi first noticed you when you joined them on the expedition beyond the walls. You were a new recruit to the Survey Corps, and was tasked to be in the supply squad in Commander Erwin's Long Distance Enemy Scouting Formation.

While the Levi Squad travelled into the forest, you followed closely behind, relaying information about Abnormals being spotted by the West Wing to Captain Levi in a confident manner.

Levi was captivated firstly by your beauty, and next by your confidence, the sharp glint in your eyes, and your curves. People never dared to maintain eye contact when speaking to him, and you were the first. However, even when you finished reporting to Levi, he didn't answer you because he felt embarrassed. He hate to admit it but he felt a little itch every time he looked at you longer.

Suddenly, Eld shouted from behind that there was a 4M class titan ahead, and it was dashing towards you.

"Gunther, get the newbie away!" Levi shouted, not knowing why he suddenly felt protective of you. However, before Gunther could reach you, you launched your ODMG and maneuvered towards the titan, turning around sharply behind it and swiftly cutting its nape. As the titan fell forward, everyone from Levi Squad looked at you in awe, even Levi himself.

"Tch, that was dangerous of you, brat," Captain Levi said, holding the harness of your horse, "is this your first kill?"

"Yes Sir!" You replied, hastily giving a salute. "I'm y/n, from the 101th batch!"

"You're good, keep it up," you heard Captain Levi said, as he told Petra to guide you out of the forest. Your skills on the ODMG were remarkable for a new recruit, and even Eld, Gunther, and Oruo couldn't stop talking about you.

"Y/n..." Levi thought to himself as he watched you ride out of the forest. He was impressed, and for the first time in his life, he felt an attraction to someone, felt attraction to you. And as your diminishing figure became smaller, the itch in his heart grew. Levi wondered if perhaps, you felt the same way too.

Tagging: @levi-lover twinnie ilysm I hope you will enjoy this hehe 💕 @anlian-aishang @tatakaeeren @ackermans-freedom-inc I hope you enjoy this too my fellow levi simps 💖

[fanmoose12]

Actor/actress AU headcanon! After filming the plane scene in ch.132, Levi decided not to leave the same regret in real life. 🛩️🛩️🛩️

Love love loveeeee your recent journalists fic!!!💕

"You died, four-eyes. The fuck you're doing here now?"

"Oi!" Hange quickly stepped inside the trailer, just in time before Levi shut the door in her face. "Is that how you greet your favorite co-star?"

"Favorite?" Levi raised his thin, perfect eyebrow. "Isn't that a bit of a stretch? And besides," he turned around, returning to the game he had opened on his phone. "You're not my co-star anymore. Or did you forget that your character had died?"

"How can I forget, it's a tragic loss!" Hange dramatically cried out, before erupting in a fit of giggles. "But as great as my character was, I'm so glad that it's finally over. For the first time in years, I'm on a vacation, Levi! The freedom tastes so sweet!"

"Wow," he deadpanned, not looking up from his game. "C'mon, Hange, rub the salt deeper into my wound. Tell me about just how much you enjoy your vacation while I'm stuck here, surrounded by dumb children."

"Oh, someone is awfully grumpy," Hange sat down next to Levi, wrapping an arm around him and reaching out to pinch his cheek. "Is your face so sour because you miss me? Maybe, you miss my hilarious jokes and witty comments because no one on set is as funny as me? Maybe, you also miss my incomparable acting skills and perfect, unbelievably sexy body?"

"Don't push it, four-eyes," Levi huffed, but- he didn't even try to escape from her embrace. Hange counted it as a definite win. "I do not miss you. Besides, you're the one who showed up here. Maybe, you're the one who misses me."

"Of course, I miss you," Hange didn't hesitate to answer. "That's why I'm here, bringing you a delicious lunch," with a grin, she pushed the package closer to him. "And since you don't miss me, let me tell you what I've been busy with this morning."

Splaying more comfortably on the sofa inside Levi's trailer, Hange threw a leg over him, ignoring his irritated grunt completely. "So I woke up at noon, spent another hour in bed doing absolutely nothing," the envy inside Levi's gaze didn't escape her notice, prompting her smile to grow even wider. "Then I got up to make breakfast; by the way, I prepared the sandwiches that you love so much. After that I decided to work out for a bit, the weather is so hot today that I had to put my shorts and crop top... You know," Hange slowly traced her finger around Levi's biceps. The way he tensed didn't go unnoticed by her as well. The fact that he abandoned his game completely only stroked her ego further. "How tight and short that outfit is..."

"Hange." Levi's voice was low, excitedly close to growl. "If you say another word, I'm going to go to the writer's room and demand they kill off my character in the next fucking episode."

"Oh?" Hange feigned a surprised face. "And risk breaking the hearts of your beloved fans?"

"I don't care," at last, he moved, falling on top of Hange. With complete disregard to his costume and make-up, he covered her body with his, gripping her thin waist with his knees. In this position, he was looming over her, his eyes dark and filled with frustration and desire. Hange felt a shiver of anticipation. "I'm sick of being stuck in here, away from you." He cradled her chin, their lips now close to touching. "Besides, the show won't lose much. There is no Levi without Hange anyway."

Hange laughed, shortening the distance between them and finally capturing his mouth with hers.

There was no Levi without Hange? Huh, she couldn't say it any better.

[littlelasagne]

Hiii I'm currently reading your fic beginning middle and Overture on ch 12. Actually I saw an interesting review about it (an eru/ri "the fic that made me kinda ship levi x hange") so I said emm let's see.

I never read a levihan fic about their whole relationship development I always read oneshoots and they were already together so this one draw my attention.

Tbh I'm struggling a little bit I mainly like levi and hange dynamics because of their strong friendship and their playfull and spontaneous relationships but they're like strangers now and Hange ahh your hange is not like the hange I know that crazy,spontaneous,energetic that doesn't give a fuck about what people say, what will levi say, she'll stick to him until she annoys the shit out of him and he'll eventually get so damn used to her and get to know how amazing she is until he'll want to stick to her too. That stage before lovers that closeness they developed on the friendship stage is indispensable for me.

So my ask is will be there the best friends stage, will levi and hange escape this awareness, when will I see the levi and hange interaction I know and is there any oc I hope not (without spoilers please).

Thank you 😊

Hi! 🌻

Wow I've never seen that review before lol who said that?!? 👀👀👀👀 That's nice to know!

Firstly, I think you've mostly answered this question yourself: I never read a levihan fic about their whole relationship development.

So yes if you've only read established relationship oneshots and this is your first levihan slowburn then it's probs different to what you're used to. My story is an extremely slow slowburn fic about their relationship development. You're at the very beginning of the slowburn, approx 40k in, with another 100k to go (and there's thousands more to come lmao 😂). So you're at the point where they aren't very close. They start to open up soon and I can assure you they become bezzies lol. It wouldn't be a slowburn eventual romance if it starts at the point you say you expect.

My characterisation of Hange is a way of translating all those adjectives you used into a modern AU. Hange grows and develops over the course of the story. If you aren't used to this portrayal of Hange, or you dislike it because it doesn't yet feel like the typical Hange you are familiar with, then that's ok.

All I can really say at this point is your questions get answered as you read on 😅 Every author puts their own unique interpretation on characters and this is no diff. However if my portrayal is to the detriment of your enjoyment and you are struggling and not entertained, then by all means you don't have to continue reading. We all have diff tastes and life's too short to force yourself to read something so long. It's free fanfic after all 😊

I have written OCs in the fic but they are minor and I tried my best to use characs from canon where poss.

I really appreciate that you've given my longfic a solid chance, whether you continue reading or not 💕 Levihan writers are truly talented and there are so many Levihan longfics that you should try if mine doesn't gel with you! Feel free to ask for any recs or if any of my followers have recs then please comment and suggest them for this anon!!

Thanks for the ask! 🥰✌🏼🌻

[heich0e]

Since this is already tradition I have to point out my fav scenes of ch. 11 sooo, here we go:

• I laughed so hard on the "he's very territorial" part, not only because of Furlan's comparison of Levi with a chipmunk (comedy queen) but bro I projected so bad jakdjadh. I get the whole "my space, my sanctuary" thing so I gotta say that tiny detail of inviting her to his apartment gave a lot to say (but Rook is too oblivious goddammit).

• It's cute cuz Rook really thinks Levi's abrupt rudeness is because of stress when he actually snapped out of some freaking overalls lmao.

• I pictured Levi on the other end of the phone having a mental breakdown about how to replay a simple text and goD DO I WANT TO HUG HIM AND KISS HIS FOREHEAD.

• Something about the idea of talking on the phone with Levi gets my heart racing. Cuz one thing is his voice, but his voice through the phone is another level, u know? It's a curse and a blessing at the same time, ugh.

• (Kinda funny how a previously said that this chapter was gonna be one hell of a ride and... They actually went for a "ride")

• "Levi, will you kiss me?" I FUCKING PASSED OUT.

• "Don't tease me today, not sure if I can take it" MY SOUL ASCENDED, FUCK.

• Those brief moments of sub!Levi awake something feral inside me, idk if I wanna destroy him or cuddle him, argh the mixed feelings... What are you doing to me, Liv? 😭

• Still trying to figure out how you made me change my mind about fucking in a car, I gotta give you credit for that, Liv.

• "You're so fucking mouthy"

"You like me like that"

" Yeah, I do"

THAT WAS A GODDAMN CONFESSION, COME ON ROOK HOW ARE YOU MISSING THIS???

• I absolutely love how you describe Levi's voice during the hot scenes, for me that is the cherry on top. 🍰

• Man I wanna go for french fries with Levi too!

• I like that little conversation they had at the end, at least that settles down a few thing about their weird dynamic (although we know Levi isn't jumping with excitement but it's all or nothing I guess).

I've been reading what you plan on doing for the remaining chapters and honestly I would let you break my heart with a little bit of angst, I'm excited above all so let your pretty fingers and that amazing mind of yours do whatever they please. Thank you for such a thrilling chapter, Liv! 💕

KARY I CANNOT BEGIN TO TELL YOU HOW MUCH I LOVE THESE MESSAGES!!! I LOOK FORWARD TO THEM EVERY TIME :')

also i love writing soft subby levi just getting fucked absolutely brainless and then being like... wait a minute i wanna make you feel like that TOO and flipping the script

i love u i love u i love u

[hokusu]

it's really hard to balance irl stuff with online stuff sometimes >.< I've had a lot going on in my head recently, but I'm trying really hard not to let it overwhelm me, which is easier said than done lmao overall though I'm doing well! ^-^

you hit the nail on the head regarding what's so wonderful about Christmastime!! it's also just always been a really special/nostalgic time of year for me and my family, and I also adore Christmas music haha. it all just fills me with a lot of warm, cozy feelings~ I really like winter all-around though, I'm the kind of person who prefers the cold over the hot, although I think my favorite season is probably spring cuz it's the perfect in-between! 💕

who are some of your favorite characters?? and if you don't mind me asking, what do you enjoy so much about dabihawks? I think they make a really interesting pair and would love to hear your thoughts about them!!

~your animanga secret santa❤️

So true, as soon as you're busy irl time flies so fast and it's hard to catch up with everything (cough anime in my opinion too lol, I'm struggling to edit everything I want this season 😭). Im glad you're doing well though, Santa!! 💛 I hope your thoughts leave you some peace soon and whatever it is, works out. 😊

Yess xmas music is so nice and comfy!! I love trans-siberian orchestra ones the most. Do you have a favorite Christmas song? Do you get white Christmas where you're from? 😲 I also enjoy winter more! And fall is always so dreamy, but where I live it doesn't really have much of fall either lol.

I have a lot of favs but here are some ☺️:

One Piece (not caught up yet but this anime is probably the most of my hyperfixation after dabihawks rn lol. I love it so much) - Zoro, Trafalgar, Ace and pretty much all of straw hats

SNK (been a while but they'll always be special) - Levi, Eren, Jean

Haikyuu (this is the comfort show Im always into) - Kageyama, Kuroo, Nishinoya, Hinata, ...almost everyone tbh.

Given (re-reading recently so feels are back) - Kaji mostly, but also all the mains are good lol

Banana Fish - Ash Lynx

Kny - Uzui, Giyuu

And lastly my absolute favs right now and I can talk about them forever Dabi & Hawks - I love literally everything about them individually and together. Dabi, who was told he's never been enough but consistently proving that everyone is wrong (literally living when he should be dead through sheer will power and vengence) vs. Hawks, who always remember "what is he even good for" and desperately tries to prove he can be of use? Dabi, who's ready to die while taking revenge vs. Hawks, who's willing to die to save everyone else? They're both so much more than who they pretend to be, who they wear that mask for and I think sometimes people misunderstand them for it, but its why I LOVE THEM!

I love their dynamic and how they used each other in the manga, I love that they're on opposite sides of a war both with ideals that clash so differently and they're perfect foils of each other, and yet so easily they could have been in each other's shoes. I think it makes them understand each other in a way that no one else does when all their lives, they've been very much alone. Their tragic backstories also plays into their character development very well (and every ch it shows me this!) Contrary to some opinions out there (esp. about hawks oof) , I think Horikoshi did a fantastic job writing them and they are the most interesting in the animanga by far and why I picked up the manga. There's so much to explore with them, so much potential angst and parallels between them, but even on their own they're just written SO WELL.

Hawks views are so skewed and it shows because of how he was brought up (by a family who didn't want him and then bought by the commission to be a solider) and it's so ingrained into who he is today, but he genuinely still just wants to "do good and protect people", so he's still the best hero in my eyes. 😭 And Dabi, who obviously isn't innocent, but you can't help but root for him to live at the end of it anyways bcus Dabi was genuinely good once and he tried so hard to be, he couldve been the best fucking hero. They're so flawed and fucked up in their own ways, but I love them for it and they're PERFECT. At the end of the day, I know they've done heinous things but they both deserved so much more. Latest chapter with them meeting again has me screaming too and I'm so excited to see what's next in manga!! There's so much more I could say but sorry this is so long already!! How about you, are you a fan of BNHA and who's your favs? 😁

And I'm also into a lot of other animes (seasonal or otherwise like sxf (so so good and heartwarming), csm, tokrev, jjk, mp100, golden kamuy, a lot of slice of life and lesser known ones, etc.) if you wanna know more ^^

Please have a lovely week Santa! 💛

[levi-supreme]

10, 33, 34 for aot/snk asks!!! 💕

Hello there my dear, thank you for sending me these!!!

10: Any SNK tattoos?

Noooooooooo :( but if I could, I would like to have the Wings of Freedom tattooed on my wrist!!!

33: Favourite outfit for your favourite character?

I'll have to answer this question with gifs simply because <3 also, I'm cheating and giving more than one haha.

34: You're at a bar, list five characters you’d trust to hold your drink. Who’d you trust the least?

Trust: Levi, Erwin, Mike, Moblit, Armin.

Well for obvious reason, the husband and his friends are definitely trustworthy, so I'll definitely let them hold my drink. Also, Armin would definitely have my trust too, so he's definitely holding my drink. I'm a little 50/50 about Eren haha. I feel like I can trust him to hold my drink too, but then he would probably get distracted somewhere and leave my drink unattended lol.

DO NOT TRUST: Z*ke, Fl*ch, Connie, Sasha, Porco.

For obvious reasons, the hairy monke and the lobster are up here. I feel like Connie and Sasha would prank me and add something weird inside my drink, or you know, secretly adding more alcohol into my cocktail. Porco.... idk. I feel like he would play a fool and mess up my drink too. Ymir deserves a mention too XD

SNK 9th anniversary asks!