#drabbles: levi x reader sfw

[littlerequiem]

Drabble Month, Day 19: Thunderstorms ˚⁎⁺ Levi x GN!Reader

CONTENT — Angst, hurt/no comfort, break-up. Written for @thedrabblecollective as part of the AOT Vets Drabble Month. Divider by @cafekitsune.

“Levi, don’t do this—“ you whisper. “I love you.”

Levi's eyes glint like thunderstorms. You step forward, reaching for him—

Only for Levi to pull away from you.

“Don’t,” he says.

The two of you, it’s a never-ending story. Maybe in another world, your paths would have converged. Maybe if you were different people, you might have chosen each other.

In this life, your hearts belong to the Survey Corps, and at the end of it all, there is only sadness felt in absolution.

“Why?” you murmur. “Why push me away?”

“I don’t mean to.”

But he does, anyway.

[h0neylevi]

post-war, canonverse, semi-public sex, fingering, fem!reader, some light degradation, dry humping, MDNI

w/c: ~ 1630

Everything has been so new lately.

Moving to Marley after the war had been an easy decision, but that didn’t mean the physical act of settling into a new place wasn’t without its hurdles. Mostly, it was about adjusting—getting used to the advances in technology that wasn’t present on Paradis. Telephones, cars, radios, even electric stoves were commonplace things that Levi still marveled at.

And then, there was also you.

More specifically, the way you’d both found yourselves quite suddenly thrust into a life after war, a life without titans and the looming threat of death hanging over your heads like a dense fog. 

As former comrades, it only made sense once the smoke cleared to navigate this new world together. And Levi was more than happy to experience all manner of firsts at your side.

It’s through this different layer of companionship that Levi learns so many new things about you. How you like your eggs in the morning, how tired you get after having too much pasta, the way the hair at the back of your head always sticks up the next day if you go to sleep with it still wet. He learns how you organize your books on your shelves (by size) and how when you’re having a bad day and tell him to leave you alone, you don’t actually mean it.

He’s always known how to make you laugh, but after eight months of living together under the same roof, he learns how to make you moan. It’s a sound he’d like to bottle forever, the sight of your body arched beneath him a vision too precious to look away for even a second. Even with only one good eye, he soaks it in like you’re a dream that’ll fade if he blinks.

He learns that he likes kissing, and you do too. So, when you lean across the center console of his brand new car at Marley’s drive-in movie theater one summer night, he doesn’t think much of it. At least, not until your hands start wandering and he finds himself pulled into the backseat.

You give him very little time to recover from the surprise of being pulled from his seat before your lips are on his again. The leather of the upholstery groans as you straddle his narrow waist and on instinct, Levi reaches out, eyes still closed as he guides you onto his lap.

His palm splays over the skirt of your dress, hiking it up a little in his haste. When he feels the fabric, he pulls away slightly.

He gently squeezes your thigh, watching the cloth bunch a little in his grasp. The sound of your breath hitching in your throat makes him look up. “What’s got you so worked up, hm?”

Above him, forming words feels borderline impossible. Not while his thumb is drawing circles on the inside of your thigh and he’s looking up at you through those delightfully full lashes. It strikes you that this facet of your relationship is still relatively new, so the warmth on your cheeks doesn’t feel out of place when you swallow around your meekness and say, “You.”

“Me?” Levi’s brows raise, but he thinks he gets it. The moment you’d walked out of your room in this little number, his mind had gone straight to the gutter.

Like he’s revisiting the memory, his hands begin to slowly trail every part of you his eyes drift over—thumbs tracing the tantalizing curve of your breasts, down the silky material over your waist before resting his palms on your hips. When he gives you another subtle squeeze, you roll against him, feeling the hardening outline of his cock through his trousers against your core.

“Can’t help it,” you breathe out slowly, like you're making every effort to remain composed, but the strain in your voice betrays the neediness beneath. 

Your palms drift over the soft fabric of his shirt, moving over firm muscle. They’re not as defined as they once were, but you relish in his solid warmth all the same. Enamored by him, always.

He lets you explore unimpeded. You’ve always been handsy—checking him for signs of injury or illness when he inevitably pushed himself too far during expeditions. Now he’s grown used to the way that protective tendency has turned into an act of appreciation and fondness. It makes something light and airy form in his chest when you lean down again to kiss him.

“These windows aren’t tinted,” he says a moment later. The warning is half-hearted and murmured mostly against your lips, in conflict with the way his hands keep you anchored where you are.

His feeble hesitation makes you laugh.

You settle further into his lap, nearly chest to chest now. You can feel the way his breathing has grown labored against you. “No one’s looking at us, Levi.”

It is dark, at least. He has enough sense still to acknowledge that the large screen up front will be capturing most peoples’ attention, even though it’s currently in an intermission right now. There are only fifteen minutes between the double features tonight. A shame, he thinks. When it comes to you especially, he always likes to take his time.

You move your attention to the curve of his jaw, peppering hot, pillowy kisses down the expanse of his neck before suckling the sensitive flesh of his clavicle, and every thought not focused on the present stops. 

He closes his eyes, caught between the feeling of your lips on his neck and your warm cunt gliding over his cockhead. Even through several layers of clothes, pleasure rushes through him with each rut of your hips. You’re so warm and pretty that it’s dizzying.

In retaliation, a thumb swipes over your clothed clit, and Levi smirks when your movements almost completely stop. Behind you, the large screen lights up and Levi watches in the soft blue light as you lean back slightly, mouth slightly agape in a silent gasp.

“Never took you for an exhibitionist,” he says, the reflection of the movie behind you mirrored in his unclouded iris.

Before you can say anything, he hooks two fingers around your panties and pulls them to the side, sliding the digits through the arousal that’s already beginning to soak into the cotton.

“I-I’m not,” you attempt to defend, but the protest comes out weak and shaky with his movements.

“Is that right?” Levi asks, his tone mildly condescending. “Well, the fact that you’re grinding on top of me right now says otherwise.”

The pressure of his fingers on your cunt makes it difficult to think. If you were in your right mind, you might be embarrassed about the way the windows have started to fog, but you can only be grateful for the extra coverage.

The air is thick and your body feels like it’s on fire. Every brush of Levi’s fingers on your skin sends you aflame. His injured hand anchors you in place, thumb rubbing soothing circles into the flesh of your hip while his other hand continues to pick you apart, making your knees quiver.

Your voice is a strained gasp against the shell of his ear. “Like you’re not hard already just from kissing.”

“I never said I wasn’t.”

The hand on your hip lowers, and for a moment you think he’s gesturing for you to get up, but the new position allows his other hand to slide down. Two fingers quickly bottom out inside your cunt.

Your features pinch with the effort it takes to keep yourself quiet.

“There you go,” Levi coos, smug as your fingers struggle for purchase on his shoulders. “Is that what you wanted?”

His cock, his fingers, his mouth. All three. You want to tell him that you’d gladly take anything he’d give you, but all you can do is pant uselessly into his neck and try to hold on.

“Couldn’t wait until we got home, hm?” Levi continues, his fingers pumping and curling in such a way to make you see stars in your vision. “Needy thing.”

You clench around him, spurred on by his words. “Levi.”

He keeps talking, undeterred. A glow appears in his eyes as you rock into his palm, meeting his movements. “Dirty girl, fucking my fingers like this in the open.”

Pleasure coils in your belly. You grasp helplessly against his sturdy neck, cheeks burning and nails dragging over the soft fuzz of his undercut as it continues to build and build. The pressure of his thumb on your clit pulls all of your muscles taut.

When your moans become wispy and delicate gasps of air, he knows you’re right on the edge.

“Let go, sweetheart,” Levi murmurs. “You can come.”

Your orgasm hits you like a train. With a single gasp of his name, you come undone. Levi holds you through it as you shudder and spasm, his free arm now wrapped around your waist.

When you pull back, your eyes are bleary and content. Every muscle in your body seems to relax against him.

Levi pulls his hand from between your legs. “Satisfied?”

“Mmm,” is all you can manage. The aftershocks still continue to wash over you, making you feel boneless and tired.

When they subside, you give him a quick peck and slide off of his lap, climbing back into the front passenger seat.

Levi follows with a grunt. When he settles back into the driver’s seat, he buckles his seatbelt and starts the car.

You turn, confused. “What are you doing? The movie isn’t over.”

Slowly, he eases out of the parking spot toward the exit. Just before he turns onto the road, he gives you an incredulous look.

“You think I can focus on anything else after that?” From the streetlight above, you can finally see the deep shade of pink tinting his neck and face. “I’m taking you home so I can really make you scream.”

[folkdevilfables]

✵ Arachnid Ambuscade | Solomon x gn!reader

drabble (0.7k words) | sfw | gn!reader | fluff/angst

cw: spider mention, set in Nightbringer, mutual attraction, no established relationship, MC is an oblivious dunce & Solomon is touchstarved to the point that sudden close physical contact with his LI nearly makes him faint on the spot lmao

You were simply minding your own business, reorganizing some things in your room at Cocytus Hall when you suddenly noticed a huge spider twice the size of your hand on the wall to your left.

You let out a little scream and jumped away from the wall, bumping into something. Or someone.

"MC? Are you okay?"

You felt Solomon behind you stiffen in surprise as you bumped into him, one of your hands brushing his thigh. Or his hip. You couldn't really tell, you were too occupied with anxiously staring at the big spider on your bedroom wall to keep watch of whether it was moving or not.

While the sight of a spider didn't put you in a state of panic, you didn't really like spiders all that much. Especially when they were potentially dangerous and/or appeared on the wall of your bedroom wholly uninvited, deciding they intended to make your room their forever home and not pay any rent. You weren’t a big fan to say the least.

Small spiders weren't really a problem, it was the bigger ones that you were mildly terrified of. Which was stupid when you thought about it, since the smaller ones were usually the venomous ones and the bigger ones rather harmless... But you were in the Devildom and just assumed that everything was out to get you six feet under by default.

"Please get the spider out of my room, Solomon. Please please please."

You shrieked and winced as it moved.

"Anything for my adorable apprentice."

One incantation later and the spider was gone.

"...Is it gone?" Yes, you were looking at the obviously spiderless wall, but you wanted to make extra sure. Just in case. Better safe than sorry.

"Yes. I used a teleportation spell to send it to another place, away from Cocytus Hall."

"Oh, thank Diavolo." You let out a sigh of relief. "Thanks, Solomon!"

Turning around, you hugged him.

The surprise of a sudden hug caught the sorcerer off-guard. It took him a second to regain his composure and hug you back.

"Anyday, MC."

As you wrapped your arms around him, you felt his heart beating ferociously in his chest.

You looked up and wanted to ask him if everything was alright, but then you saw that he had small ivory feathers in his hair.

"Did your pillows explode during one of your experiments? There are feathers in your hair."

Without asking for his permission, you reached up to gently pluck the feathers out of his hair, your hand brushing his cheeks and nose several times in the process.

A good look at his face showed that his cheeks were now pale pink and his breaths ever so slightly shallow.

You eyed him worriedly. "Sol, are you okay? Do you have a fever? Was the spicy zombie dragon liver curry you ate for lunch today a little too much for you? Do you want me to go get you some medica-"

Before he had the chance to respond your D.D.D started ringing, the sudden loud noise startling both of you. Taking a step back from Solomon, you grabbed your phone from the nightstand and answered the call.

"MC, there’s a giant spider in the House of Lamentation and it has already devoured Asmo's vanity and Mammon's car and now it’s chasing us!" You heard Asmo's blood curdling scream in the background while Levi was panting, trying to hastily explain the situation while presumably running for his life. "Lucifer is currently at the Demon Lord's Castle - Please, you need to help! I don't know how much longer we can run!" Mammon yowled as Levi shrieked and the sound of something being smashed could be heard.

You looked at Solomon.

The sorcerer was attentively watching you, sporting a sly smirk.

"I... erm... Levi... I don't know how to tell you this, but I can't handle spiders myself. I'm sorry, I doubt I’d be any help."

"Please MC, anything -"

Solomon gingerly plucked the D.D.D out of your hand.

"I'm sorry Leviathan, but this is one of MC's scheduled off days and they're very busy currently. I'm sure you'll be able to handle the spider on your own. Good Luck!" He cheerily ended the call and placed your phone back on the nightstand.

You shuddered. "Well, I won't be setting foot into the House of Lamentation until that spider is gone, that's for sure."

Solomon smugly smiled. "Perfect, that means I get more time to have you to myself."

Unedited Solomon icon can be found here | support banner and divider made by @/saradika | all rights reserved banner by @/cafekitsune

[the-traveling-poet]

ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ 2024 // ᴅᴀʏ ᴇɪɢʜᴛ ~ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ

Pls I’m such a sucker for Levi using terms of endearment this was wonderful-

As always go check out the daily prompts for @thedrabblecollective ‘s November Drabbles Challenge!!

Content ~ Levi Ackerman x gn!reader. SFW.

~All Days + Borders Here!~

“Thank you, sweetheart.”

You froze with your hand hovering over the fresh cup of tea you’d just sat on his desk, the steam warming and moistening your palm.

“‘Sweetheart?’ Since when do you call me nicknames?”

“‘Sweetheart’ isn’t a nickname, it’s a term of endearment. N/n is your nickname, Y/n,” Levi looked up from his stack of folders to meet your widened gaze with a raised brow.

“Keep looking at me like that and I’ll never say it again.”

“No! No, ‘sweetheart’ is nice!” You bashfully grinned, bending at the waist to peck his cheek lovingly.

[skelly-words]

Masterlist and Ask Rules (idk kinda ignoring tbh)

minors dni!!! 18+ only

I'm being organized rn so you don't get lost in the reblogs and shitposts

WARNING: i’m an nsfw blog even though some posts are sfw, minors DO NOT follow

I like never post and always have writer’s block smh, but i still luv your support <3

Obey me

Lucifer Drabble (NSFW short af)

Mammon x Reader ask (NSFW 3.7k)

Knock First Next Time|Leviathan x Reader (NSFW 4.2k)

Mermaid Levi <3 (SFW 2.4k)

In My Mouth|Beelzebub x Reader (NSFW 4.5k)

JJK

Bf!Choso Headcanons (NSFW .8k)

Choso x Reader (SFW 2k)

Bf!Geto Headcanons (NSFW .7k)

Sukuna x gn!Reader (SFW 1k)

Bf!Sukuna Headcanons (NSFW .8k)

Part 2 and Part 3 (NSFW)

even more, more

jjk characters at the smoke sesh (SFW .6k)

Shoko Drabble (SFW so so short)

One Piece

Stoner!Sanji x Reader (NSFW drabble)

Assorted Tentacle Smut

Monster Under the Bed (NSFW .5k)

Bring Your Tentacle to Work Day (NSFW .5k)

Part 2 (NSFW .8k)

Part 3 (NSFW 2.3k)

Ask 1 Blue+Pink (NSWF idk short)

Ask 2 at a conference (NSFW 2.5k)

Part 3.5 (NSFW lil bit)

Ask 3 boss's house (NSFW .7k)

Witch's Garden (NSFW 1.1k)

Witch's Garden Pt. 2 (NSFW 1.2k)

Silly Little Original Fiction

Of Bic Lighters and Bad Parenting (SFW 1.4k)

Ask Rules

You can put whatever, questions, requests, rants, etc. as long as it follows the rest of the rules. There's really no theme for my writing because I just post what I want.

No minors: not in my work, blog, comments, asks. I want nothing to do with children at all and I obviously won't write anything romantic/nsfw with minors either.

Yes: fluff, angst, smut, reader-insert, some ships, most kinks, idc, but I'm sometimes picky about characters.

No: No poop stuff, necrophilia, beastiality (can’t even spell it 💀), dd/lg or age-play type stuff, incest or pseudo-incest (step-siblings are still gross), aged-up minors, or anything else I add in the future.

Fandoms: Obey Me, JJK, or monster fucker stuff. I will also write for assorted Mystic Messenger, One Piece, Naruto, Bungo Stray Dogs, Soul Eater, Haikyuu, Attack on Titan, Chainsaw Man, and Demon Slayer characters (comment characters under this post and I'll lyk if I can write them)

Top picks: Sukuna (jjk), Kakashi (nart), Hange (aot), Dr. Stein (soul eater), Aki (csm), Akutagawa (bsd)

Kinda as a final note, I'm a female and use she/her/they pronouns, so I'm not comfortable writing anything that's heavy mlm bc it's not my skill set or experience (i love women though so request some girl-on-girl shit)

[levi-supreme]

Levi taking care of you when you're sick

Characters: Levi x fem!reader

Genre: Modern!au

Warnings: SFW, fluff. Established relationship. Levi is the best lover anyone can ever ask for. A little self-indulgent. Use of nicknames (princess, baby, babe, love).

A/N: I'm down with a fever and all I want is to have Levi take care of me so, please enjoy this little drabble of Levi taking care of you <3 tbh this can also be for a gender neutral reader, but I decided to tag it as fem!reader because of the nicknames, so read it at your own discretion!!

You woke up feeling like you got run over by a truck, your body unusually sore and aching. Your head was pounding and your throat felt as dry as sand. Weird, you thought. You felt okay last night before you slept.

"L-Levi?" you croaked, your voice cracking and your throat hurting. "Levi? Babe?" you called out, feeling hotter than usual under your layers. Your boyfriend stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes.

"Yes, baby? You're up early," Levi scooted closer to you, but his expression turned sour.

"You're sweating a lot." Levi jumped up and grabbed a thermometer. Touching your forehead, he realised you felt warmer than usual. As the thermometer beeped, he took it out and saw the reading on the screen.

37.8°C. You were having a fever.

"Get up, princess. Wash up. We're going to see Hange." Levi supported you up and carried you to the bathroom, sitting you on the toilet seat and helping you remove your sweaty clothing.

"W-wait, it's only 8am, love... Hange's clinic doesn't open until 10—"

"I'm calling them in a while. Don't worry. Are you able to stand?" You nodded and stepped into the shower, assuring Levi you're fine. Levi quickly went to give Hange a call, and they said they would wait for you two at their clinic.

Once the both of you were done washing up, Levi blew dry your hair and forced you into a thick sweater and comfy track pants. The heat was unbearable and you could already feel yourself getting sweaty, yet Levi said it was better to sweat it all out. Putting on a surgical mask on you and himself, Levi quickly escorted you into his car and began driving to Hange's clinic.

"Oi, four-eyes," Levi pushed the door of Hange's clinic and the loud chime of the bell signalled his arrival. Hange was already at the counter.

"Friendly way to greet your friend who opened up their clinic an hour earlier for you," Hange replied without looking up from their computer, taking a sip of steaming hot coffee from their mug.

"I'm sorry Hange," you let out a few coughs, feeling the swell in your throat, "I know you only start work at 10 and—"

"I'm kidding! Don't be sorry. I was just teasing Levi." Hange laughed and waved their hand before opening the door to one of the consultation rooms, telling Levi to bring you inside. Hange then put on a pair of gloves and a surgical mask and took your temperature. Your temperature was now 38.0°C.

Taking a stethoscope, Hange began asking you questions about your symptoms and you recounted them to the best of your ability. Levi had an arm on your shoulder, giving you reassuring squeezes and rubbing your back whenever you coughed. Hange wrote the prescriptions on a small card before handing it to the pharmacist through a small sliding window. Opening the door, Hange told you and Levi to wait outside.

"Remember to take your medicine on time and you'll recover within the next few days, okay?" Hange smiled as Levi collected the medicine from the pharmacist. You nodded while suppressing your cough and Hange frowned.

"Don't do that, it's bad for your throat. Also, no cold drinks or food, no snacking, and no physical activities even after you've recovered." Levi grunted a word of thanks as you waved goodbye before walking you out of Hange's clinic, making a beeline straight home.

"Go take a shower, princess. I'll cook you some soup." Levi told you as he unlocked the door, helping you remove your shoes. You felt really lethargic all over and badly needed to nap, yet you knew you had to get a rinse to cool down your temperature. You slowly made your way to the bathroom and took a well needed cold shower, hissing in pain whenever the cold water hit your skin. When you were done, you made your way to the dining table. Levi was still in the kitchen, and you could catch a whiff of fragrant soup.

"I know you don't have much of an appetite, but you need to eat, okay? Drink some soup first. I cooled it already." Your boyfriend gave you a soft kiss on your forehead and pushed the bowl of vegetable soup in front of you. You took a good look and realised it wasn't the bowl you usually used for meals, but a smaller-sized one. You gave him an appreciative smile before taking a sip while Levi sat beside you.

"Mm... It's good," you took slow sips, coughing sometimes as Levi rubbed your back.

"Want more? I'll get you another bowl." Levi stood up and went to the kitchen with your half-empty bowl, coming back with a new piping hot bowl of soup. You took your time and finished your soup, feeling your throat less scratchy and dry compared to how it was in the morning.

"Come on, let's get your hair dried and you need to take a nap." Your boyfriend held you up and walked you back to the bedroom. You could feel your head spinning and the aches all over your joints, you couldn't wait to fall asleep. Levi helped you sit and began blow drying your hair for you, making sure he wasn't accidentally pulling your hair or scratching your scalp too hard. The soft pressure from Levi's fingers combing through your hair was so comforting that you nearly dozed off without realising. Once Levi was done, he quickly got you your medication and made sure you took all of them before tugging you into bed, making sure you were comfortable.

With your head on your pillow and your blanket covering your entire body, Levi was closing the curtains when you softly said "b-babe," after a small coughing fit, cringing after hearing how hoarse your throat was. Levi hummed in response.

"... can you nap with me?"

Levi turned around and gave you a grin, "yeah, of course, princess. Give me a sec, okay?" and he left the bedroom for a short moment before coming back with a huge flask of water and your water bottle, setting it on top of the bedside drawer. Levi got under the covers and gently pulled you closer, letting your back rest against his sturdy chest as he loosely draped an arm around you.

"Y-you don't—cough—you don't have to be s-so close," you shivered, "I'm really w-warm, and I don't want to pass my f-fever—cough—to you—"

"Shhh, it's fine," he pressed a fleeting kiss on your crown, "you're toasty." Levi let out a long breath before pulling you closer to him. "go to sleep, love. Before I knock you out." you bit your lower lip and tried to hide your laughter, instead you broke into a coughing fit. You briefly turned to look at your boyfriend.

"Don't be mean babe, I'm sick."

"And I'll take care of you until you recover," Levi gave you another small smile and pressed a kiss to your cheek, "go to sleep. I'll wake you up before dinner." you nodded and closed your eyes, listening to your boyfriend's slow breathing behind your back. Levi kept his eyes on you, watching you until the crease between your brows disappeared before joining you in dreamland.

A/N: This is also a reminder to drink more water and eat your fruits and veggies, and take care of yourself!!! <3

Tagging: @levi-lover @ack3rlady @cinnamonlevi @roralore @imkumichan @kristinecharmm @notgoodforlife @jean-prettyboy-kirschtein @sweet-assh0le @hannie2kay @ack3rlevi @levislovingwife @galactict3a @hauntedhousecat @suukee @thesimpsstuff @ackermendick @greenfurret @evas-leslas @levisbrat25 @chaotic-nick @lilshades @svftackerman @youre-ackermine @ladycheesington

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Masterlist

Last updated 08/18/2023

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Demon Slayer/ KNY

Kyojuro Rengoku

Fics

Solace - Kyojuro x AFAB reader

Crow's Feet - SFW fluff

Headcanons

NSFW Alphabet - Kyojuro x GN reader

Random Headcanons - SFW and NSFW GN reader.

Rengoku and Tomioka with reader who suffers from dizzy spells- SFW

Rengoku x Transmasc Reader who had top surgery- platonic and romantic headcanons

Random fluff- SFW platonic GN reader

Kyojuro x Reader’s boobs- NSFW

Kyojuro x chubby reader w/ thick thighs

Kyojuro x Big Booty reader

Kyojuro as the little spoon- SFW

Kyojuro x Depressed!reader - SFW

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Rengoku Shinjuro

A Rekindled Flame - Shinjuro x F!reader

Dancing with the flame- Shinjuro x F!reader

Shinjuro x Chubby reader NSFW headcanons

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Shinazugawa Sanemi

The Wind and Wisteria (ongoing) - Chapter 1 , Chapter 2, Chapter 3- Sanemi x AFAB reader

Angst- Sanemi x injured GN reader

Kimetsu Academy Sanemi - GN reader with dyscalculia

Sanemi x Reader with Big Boobs and Thick Thighs

Soft Sanemi x reader having nightmares

Sanemi x Chubby Reader headcanons

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Tomioka Giyuu

Bathing with Giyuu- Part 1 , Part 2 - Giyuu x GN reader

Aftermath- Giyuu x f!reader

Possessive Giyuu

Closer- Needy Giyuu x f!reader

Stay With Me- childhood friends to lovers

Giyuu x chubby reader headcanons

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Himejima Gyomei

Softer than Mochi - Gyomei x AFAB reader

Gyomei x chubby reader headcanons

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Iguro Obanai

Iguro x chubby reader headcanons- GN!reader

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Douma

NSFW headcanons Douma x AFAB reader.

NSFW headcanons pt 2 Douma x GN reader.

NSFW headcanons pt 3 Douma x GN reader

NSFW headcanon pt 4 Douma x GN reader

Douma x Reader with Big Boobs

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Muzan

Muzan x reader with big boobs

Muzan tripping into your boobs- silly.

Muzan x boobs pt 3

Muzan x endowed!Reader in a maid costume.

Pussydrunk Muzan (human Muzan and demon Muzan x reader)

NSFW headcanons

Succor- Muzan x non-violent Demon Reader -GN!Reader NSFW.

Follow up drabble to Succor- NSFW.

Succor 2

In Another Life - Prologue- Muzan x F!reader

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Hotaru Haganezuka

Unbreakable, Unquenchable- Haganezuka x F!reader.

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ATTACK ON TITAN- SNK

Levi Ackerman

Stolen Moments - Levi x AFAB reader (ongoing- currently SFW)

Welcome Home - Levi x GN reader who walks in on him.

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Asks are CLOSED.

Adult characters only please (please no aged-up minors either)

Right now I'm only interested in writing "x reader" stories.

I don’t want to write anything about Akaza either. Fuck him (And yes, I’ve read the gosh damn dang manga)

I'm not comfortable writing about babies or pregnancy.

NSFW or SFW prompts welcome.

I don't answer in any particular order, I answer them as ideas come to me and sometimes I just don't gel with a prompt. I'm sorry if I never get to your ask!

Characters I love to write: Kyojuro Rengoku, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Giyuu Tomioka, Douma, Hotaru Haganezuka, Muzan, Shinjuro Rengoku, Himejima Gyomei. Kimetsu Academy AU also welcome!

My Ao3 is here but I pretty much just cross post.

[r0-boat]

Master list 4

Key:

🌹-kinks

🍷-smut

🔪-Yandere/obsessive behavior.

🧨-darker kinks/dead Dove

Whb

(What the 'hell' is bad)

Gehenna

Juno P. NSFW alphabet hcs🌹🍷

Belial NSFW&SFW hcs🍷

Leraye NSFW&SFW hcs🍷

Paimon streaming drabble🍷🌹

Gehenna demons wholesome headcanons

Hades

Foras NSFW&SFW hcs🍷🌹🧨

Tartaros

Mammon wedding headcannons

Abyssos

Naberius NSFW&SFW hcs🌹🍷

Niffleheim

Abaddon

Paradise Lost

Lucifer breeding fic🌹🍷

Multi/other

4Kings in rut hcs🌹🍷

5Kings Somnophila 🌹🍷🧨

5Kings dick hcs🍷🌹

Levi&Beel threesome🌹🍷

5Kings natural pheromone hcs🌹🍷

Kings masturbation hcs part 2🌹🍷

Kings s/o getting stuck reaction🌹🍷

Gamigin x reader x Leraye 🍷

5Kings celebrating your birthday

5 king dating headcanons

Kings as fathers

Five Kings react to affection MC

5kings react mc emotional breakdown

Whb Omegaversus au 🌹🍷🧨

[littlerequiem]

Drabble Month, Day 8: Nickname ˚⁎⁺ Levi x GN!Reader

CONTENT — Sweet rotting fluff, sfw. Written for @thedrabblecollective as part of the AOT Vets Drabble Month. Divider by @cafekitsune.

“Hey, has anyone ever given you a nickname?”

“No.”

Levi turns on his pillow, watching you.

You seem half-asleep. “M’gonna call you… beloved when we’re alone, m’kay?”

At that, Levi’s breath catches. “… Huh?”

“Beloved. Because that’s what… you—” A yawn. “—are to me.”

And then you’re asleep.

Levi, on the other hand, is now wide awake. His heart drums wildly.

Beloved… is he really?

Shit, it sounds so cheesy, he ought to tell you. But… he also liked the way it rolled off your tongue, liked that you bestowed it on him.

Fine.

Levi supposes there’s... worse things to be called.

[anlian-aishang]

For the practice drabble thingie, Sweat/Scent kink? 👁️ 👁️

I just. k n o w. I have this headcanon that Levi always uses baby/scented powder to avoid sweating so much on expeditions/missions, but maybe one day he just runs out of it or rushes out of his room, so Levi gets flustered or self-conscious for the rest of the day or smth, idk I don’t think he would smell **that much**, but… still, he smells pretty masculine, yknow?👁️👁️

Tags: levi x reader [mutual pining], sfw [but fetish-based material], sweat & scent stuff, canonverse, gn!reader Word count: 2700 A/N: Holy hell, thank you, this is exactly what I wanted. nsfw sequel is in the works <3

It was his fucking day off. 

Levi was the most cautious when it came to anticipation. Sights no one should have to see had scarred him to the point of learning: if you never got your hopes up, nothing could let you down. That thought rained on most of his parades, but he supposed there was little letdown to be had when it came to the likewise little things. On returns from expeditions, he allowed himself to look forward to the removal of his heavy gear and tight belts. When the smell of fresh-baked bread wafted through the barracks, he let his tongue salivate and his stomach sing. Today would have been his first day off in - he couldn’t even remember - god knows how long. Last night, his stagnant stoicism seemed to float away, head in clouded daydream of how to make this day perfect.

But some days weren’t meant to be perfect.

Instead of birds chirping and the first rays of sunlight that Levi anticipated, it was a series of harsh knocks at the hour of indigo sky that woke him up. Levi startled out of sleep, snapping up with a breathless gasp.  

In hindsight, maybe he should’ve said nothing, maybe then they would’ve left him alone. However, being woken suddenly, though a common occurrence, almost always meant disaster in the Scouts. His voice cracked a barely audible “W’What?” No response. Levi coughed and cleared his throat, the return of his scathing tone, “What?”

The knob swiveled. His door creaked. In the shadows of dawn stood a domineering, a commanding, six-foot figure. The leisurely pace with which he entered the room conveyed that there was no life-or-death emergency, and thus no good reason, for having barged in here on his day off. Levi rolled his eyes and scowled, “I didn’t say ‘come in.’”

Erwin ignored his remark and instead cut to the chase. “Supply transports were raided in Trost.”

His mind already set in vacation mode, it was remarkable how quickly his knowledge of the restock had left him, “What?”

“Tug-of-war with the Garrisons and MPs, scouring over the leftover scraps of the materials that were supposed to be.”

“The hell do the MPs need anything for?”

“I’m headed to the capital to find out.”

Too tired to think - let alone attempt - to disguise his confusion. Levi’s brows arced, lips parted as he tried to piece together what the hell this had to do with him. When it dawned, his trademark pout revived. 

“...No.”

“So you’ll take my stand, running morning drills in -” Erwin checked his pocket watch - “twenty minutes.”

“I’m off today.” Levi refuted. “Get Miche or Hange to do it.”

“They’re coming with me.” Erwin’s eyes were dead set, nearly offended, don’t you know I’ve thought of this already? “Unless, of course, you want to make the trip.”

To yak with the higher-ups? He would sooner crawl through mud.

Though he was given a choice, he took pity at his situation: “Bullshit…” Levi cursed beneath his breath, his version of whining.

Impatient, Erwin tapped his foot, “Are you going to get up or would you like to sit here and talk about our feelings?” The commander’s voice was starkly monotone, despite the sarcasm dripping in his statement.

Levi could play that card, too. “Are you going to leave or are you just here to watch my bare ass roll out of bed?”

Right. Erwin turned on his heel, door slammed in his wake. 

His impulse was to throw his head back on his pillow and an arm over his face, but twenty minutes - he didn’t even have the time for that. Levi bunched his sheets in his hands, so angry that his fists trembled, and swiveled his legs over the edge of his bed. A pang of nausea and a sharp headache, his body was pissed at him for the violent disruption of his sleep cycle. Levi held his forehead in hand and shook, blame eyebrows, not me. 

Levi’s limbs felt heavy, like he had just come indoors from a rainstorm. Clouds of colorful swears and harsh grunts propelled him through his morning routine. A three-minute shower, trimming his bangs, toothpaste and mouthwash followed by tea. One of many identical uniforms was laid out on his dresser, but before that…

From head to toe - undercut nape, under the arms, the shelf of his pecs, between his thighs, and finally his feet - Levi always applied a handful of drying agent. At this time of year, headquarters could seriously reek, and Levi refused to contribute to that filth. Pressing his lips together and stifling a yawn, he turned the container upside down. Lips parted, though, when nothing fell out. 

Shake. Shake shake.

A blockage, a clump, maybe? But there was no sound. The slightest of twitches in his fingers as Levi delicately, anxiously, twisted off the cap and peered inside. 

That’s right. He had made a mental note yesterday, that part of his day off would be dedicated to visiting the market, buying tea leaves, some new briefs, and his astringent powder - all items he was too mortified to order through the Corps. Given the thieving that had just happened, it was not like those supplies would’ve arrived anyway, but now, he would not have the freedom to go out and get them. 

With the jar completely open, he considered a few shakes in vain, but the bottle was so empty that he could see the reflection of his dark-circled eyes in the bottom of it. Levi allowed himself a heavy, exasperated sigh as he set the empty vessel back on his bathroom countertop just to loudly smack it into the trash can. Fucking shit. 

At least he had showered, but peering out the window and onto the training grounds, he could already see waves of heat radiating off the pavement. Come noon, it would be far worse. Clock ticking, for now, his only solution was to cut down on layers. It was then that he realized how little leniency the uniform lent. Gritting his teeth, Levi reluctantly left his top drawer shut, forgoing his undershirt and underwear. Walking past his mirror, his reflection caught his own eyes: his ivory skin barely yet noticeably peeking through the buttons of his grey shirt. Goddammit, he ripped the brown, canvas coat off its hanger and crossed it tight across his chest. To the harmony of his soles on wooden floor, his inner voice melodized: Could an outfit be both breathable and modest?

Levi could not bring himself to abandon his cravat, so instead of tying it beneath his collar, he let it sling out his back pocket, at the ready to grasp for when he needed to wipe his sweat away. That moment was inevitable, but he preferred not to think about it. He ran his fingers through his hair, base of his hand lingered on his widow’s peak, grinding pressure away like a mortar and pestle. Whatever, he tried to assure himself, as long as no one was around… 

At first, he thought he might manage. If they got close enough, they would surely notice the glimmer shining upon his skin. However, by terse orders and points of his fingers, he had maintained a perpetual distance from the hoard of trainees. He was more of a hands-on kind of teacher, opting to join them as they ran laps or learned to grapple through trees. Today, though, he was standing in the shade several yards from the action. If anyone gave him shit for lazying aside, he had an excuse in that he wasn’t even supposed to be on-call today anyways. However, perhaps because he looked particularly irritable and scary, no one dared question his bystanding.

Then came you.

“Levi?”

It was the first time you had ever seen startle on the captain. A simultaneous, steep flinch in each of his shoulders. Hairs stood on end, he whipped his gaze around, “What? What’re you doing here?”

The sight of panic on someone so fearless, it caused you to fret by proxy. “I - I uh…” You had never second-guessed him before, you had never had to. “I’m covering for -”

“Erwin?” 

You knit your hands behind your back, a sheepish grin, “He said you’d need help. You know, given the heat…”

Levi crossed his arms and bit the inside of his cheek. How shitty could that oaf be? The truth was that this heat was getting to everyone, yet in his fluster, Levi was sure that not only Erwin knew about his secret susceptibility, but that he had spilled it to the last person Levi wanted to know. No words seemed adequate for response, so instead, he kicked his foot against the barrack wall, leaned back, and deferred to silence.  

Something was off, your eyes darted in search for it. His cheeks had been tainted a light red. Luckily, you chalked it up to the temperature, though Levi knew that was not the sole factor. His hair was slicker than its usual light-and-airy allure, you figured he had just gotten out of the shower. That was true, but this damp was sweat, not soap. Your gaze started to descend down his body, and on the way, you noticed it: no cravat. 

A dog without a collar. A missing puzzle piece. Mildly irksome yet disproportionately intriguing. It was like he had read your mind, the mocking timing with which he reached back into his pocket and lifted the cloth to his forehead, sighing and swiping. After a couple wringing flicks of his wrist, he folded it and shoved it inside the lining of his tan jacket. His left hand tucked it away, hidden, while his right hand lifted the coat away from his chest, granting him the space to do so. Again, his own state snagged his attention - the dark, drenched patch of fabric at his underarm jumped out like a bug on a wall. Fiercely, he snatched his jacket shut again, praying to whatever was out there that you had not seen. 

And though you had not seen the soak of his shirt, his odd behavior was garnering more and more of your attention. Cruelly, that made him sweat even more: not only the sun’s rays, but the blaze of your stare burning onto his skin. He cursed the thickness of his leather boots, the ODM gear that strapped his clothing tight to his skin, the turn of events that had brought you to this moment, his stupid genetics, and his even stupider feelings for you. Thoughts spiraling, humidity could mess with him in ways that titans could not.

If you thought hard about it, you may have realized that his humidity induced the same haze in you. Bangs glued to his forehead. Chest rose high and fell deep - combined with his light panting - made your brain boggle. Now and then, a clear bead of sweat would fall from his temple, down his jawline and neck, before disappearing down his collar - where you noticed that his top button was uncharacteristically undone. 

The loud pop! as he uncorked his canteen broke both of your thirsts. Head tilted far back, Adam’s apple deliciously bobbed as he gulped down his water. Lips absentmindedly fallen, your eyes drank as he did. 

Levi recognized, pretending that he hadn’t noticed your stare had thus far failed to shake it. He scoffed internally: someone could use some self-awareness, he was literally dripping with it. With a straight-on side-eye, he maintained eye contact as he gradually lowered the canteen from his lips, only to thrash it and splash it upwards into his own face. Still, you gaped like an idiot. Finally, Levi decided: if you were going to be this indulgent, he would be, too. Maybe then, you’d realize. Levi thumbed a leaking drop from the corner of his mouth. After briefly sucking the digit dry, his tongue snuck between his lips to slowly lick them clean. 

Stone-cold steel eyes and his soft pink tongue - that was what it took to break your concentration. Immediately, you snapped your gaze down to your toes and silently mouthed sorry. 

Despite the heat, shivers somehow managed to seize his figure. With your gaze averted, you thankfully missed them. However, when you no longer had your sight to rely on, other senses instinctively took over. Particularly, scent: aged sandalwood, burnt charcoal, bitter tea. On the training grounds, these smells did not come naturally. And if it were anyone else, you may have cringed at the combination of scents, but upon realization of the one and only source of this musk, you felt your middle warm with inexplicable satisfaction. 

Meanwhile, he was squirming: fuck, how badly he wanted to hit the showers. If Erwin had left this assignment to him, he had every right to leave it to the next person. The thing was, that next person was you, the blinking, doe-eyed, fresh promotion who hardly knew their blades from their gas. If you were anyone else, he could see himself saying: take this cash, head to the square and stop at this stand, buy the tallest bottle they have and bring it back to me. Say a word, you’re dead. 

But you were the entire reason he strove to keep this secret under wraps. To give you such orders would essentially be a confession, erasing the whole point. Between a rock and a hard place, Levi stood frozen in fever. 

The air was thick with moisture and silence. With each breath, the memory of that canteen escapade and his intensifying aura seemed to suffocate you. Internally, he was simmering over how to shoo you away from his disgusting sorry state. On the other hand, you were parsing over how to excuse yourself without being rude. 

The 10:00 bell rang, you used it to craft a feigned excuse, “If you’ve got things under control -”

“I do.” In some ways, he did. In others, absolutely not. 

“- I’m supposed to help mess out with lunch.”

Levi knit his brows, seemed unlikely, but he would not object. With a slight flick of his head, his gesture released you from post and encouraged you inside.

At the door frame and with his back turned, you could not help but take one last look. At his last end and assuming you had departed already, he finally shouldered that Scouts jacket off, revealing his light-grey button up having turned dark with his sweat. His fist clutched his collar and fanned ferociously, allowing his skin to breathe. Inaudible to the other, you both simultaneously reprieved, “Fuck me…”

At 11 on the dot, Levi and the platoon of morning athletes were in the cafeteria line. So what if it meant they called it quits prematurely? Inside, no one was complaining. Levi was relieved that he did not find you there, hopeful that you were in your room avoiding heat stroke, and oddly satisfied to have correctly suspected your “cafeteria-duties” bluff earlier. 

Levi looked like he had been rained on then dunk-tanked. At least, that was how his squad put it, jeering and elbowing, “What happened to you out there?”

They didn’t want to know. He didn’t want them to know. Most of all, he would rather forget this day ever happened. He took his steel tray and made for his room to eat in private - but more importantly, to shower again.  

The venture back to his quarters seemed to drag - maybe it was because the dampness of his clothes had weighed him down, or maybe it was because the empty, lone quiet of the halls allowed his consciousness to echo loud and clear: humiliating, huh? 

He could not deny that it was fucking humiliating, but for as scathing as the memory of that embarrassment was, the recollection of your rose-colored stare was just as impactful. All along, he had feared that if you witnessed his weakness to heat - more so the sweat and stench that came with it, it would have sent you running the other direction. Self-doubt suggested: they did end up running, though. That mess-hall excuse, them being them, they were probably trying not to offend you as they took cover from your reek. Self-confidence objected, but remember the way they looked at you? Don’t play dumb. You know that look anywhere. They like you - and hell - maybe they liked it.

On his doormat, a tall white bottle and a handwritten note confirmed the latter.

Seemed like you were missing something… …not that I think you need it. - (Y/N)

// masterlist //

[the-traveling-poet]

ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ 2024 // ᴅᴀʏ ꜰᴏᴜʀ ~ ꜱᴛᴀᴄᴋ

I don't have an explanation for this one, but omg is the 100 words limit hard. This is for the challenge hosted by @thedrabblecollective for the Drabble Challenge of 2024; go read the rules and write along!

Content ~ SFW, Levi Ackerman x GN!Reader

~All Days + Borders Here!~

“C’mon Y/N, time to go.”

"Almos'...Jus' a momen'," You mumbled out with a mouth too full to be attempting speech. Normally Levi might have made a snappy comment about not speaking with your mouth full; if it had been anyone else.

"You can finish those later," he offered quietly.

Shrugging off his suggestion, you stacked several of the wafers together, and fit them all into your mouth at once.

Speechless, Levi cleared his throat and went on.

"Y/N, this is one of the many reasons I'm so in love with you, but please; we need to go."

[pinkmirth]

꒰ 𝒜𝒪𝒯 𝑀𝒜𝒮𝒯ℰℛℒℐ𝒮𝒯 . . !

ℐ 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ . . . nsfw + sfw works for the fandom of ‘ ATTACK ON TITAN! ’ ( let it be known that most of my writing is for my sexy husband, reiner braun ❤︎) . . . sift through to find what you like, cutie! and over all else, minors shoo!

𝑅ℰℐ𝒩ℰℛ 𝐵ℛ𝒜𝒰𝒩 . . !

❥ himbo!reiner x bimbo!reader (short drabble, fluff)

❥ keeper! (bodyguard!reiner, fluff & smut mix)

❥ arranged! (husband!reiner, fluff & smut mix)

❥ recovery! (footballer!reiner, smut)

❥ get up! (smut)

❥ stuffed! (cowboy!reiner, smut)

❥ cowboy!reiner drabble! (smut)

❥ options! (cowboy + footballer reiner, smut)

❥ back talk! (fluff)

❥ cowboy!reiner headcanons! (fluff & smut mix)

❥ gluttonous! (smut)

❥ space cadet!reiner (fluff)

❥ all around! (smut)

❥ threesome with reiner & bertholdt! (reibert, smut)

❥ runway ready! (smut)

❥ declarations of love! (fluff & angst mix)

❥ traitor! (soldier!reiner, angst)

𝐸ℛℰ𝒩 𝒥𝒜ℰ𝒢ℰℛ . . !

❥ showtime! (rockstar!eren, smut)

❥ eren in a mini-skirt! (smut)

❥ interruptions! (smut)

❥ brainrot/headcanons for eren! (fluff, brief violence)

❥ dinner with eren! (smut)

❥ against all odds! (angst)

𝐵ℰℛ𝒯ℋ𝒪ℒ𝒟𝒯 𝐻𝒪𝒪𝒱ℰℛ . . !

❥ gentle giant! (smut)

❥ headcanons for bertl! (fluff & smut mix)

❥ threesome with bertholdt & reiner! (reibert, smut)

𝐿ℰ𝒱ℐ 𝒜𝒞𝒦ℰℛℳ𝒜𝒩 . . !

❥ taking initiative! (smut)

❥ 34 + 35 with levi! (smut)

𝒥ℰ𝒜𝒩 𝒦ℐℛ𝒮𝒞ℋ𝒯ℰℐ𝒩 . . !

❥ jean’s mullet! (fluff)

𝒞𝒪𝒩𝒩𝒥ℰ 𝒮𝒫ℛℐ𝒩𝒢ℰℛ . . !

❥ fuck me, connie springer! (smut)

𝑀ℐ𝒦𝒜𝒮𝒜 𝒜𝒞𝒦ℰℛℳ𝒜𝒩 . . !

❥ muscle mommy mika! (fluff, slightly suggestive)

last update: ( JANUARY 5TH! ) . . . frequently updated, more to come!

[postwarlevi]

Attack on Titan collab for writers and artists alike

My first collab. Yay! Be gentle. And thank you to @firefly-graphics for these amazing dividers!

Autumn is just around the corner. A drop in temperature, cozy blankets, leaves falling, less daylight, fall festivals, apple cider, pumpkin pie... love?

If it's autumn themed, step right up!

Guidelines:

🍂 Strictly Attack on Titan, strictly SFW only. Slightly suggestable okay, very slightly. (if you're unsure, better to be safe!) Modern, canon, whatever!

🎃 Open to any pairing, character ships, character x reader, or just a group of characters enjoying autumn. No restrictions.

🍎 This is open to all sorts of creations. Writers with stories, HCs, shorter drabbles (let's say maybe at least 200 words?) Artists with fanart or mood boards, etc.

☕ Any autumn activity is welcome, and including holidays within fall (Halloween, etc). You can even throw in things you can do anytime (drive in movie, etc) as long is it clearly takes place in autumn (mentions of weather, decorations, etc)

How to join + Rules:

--To join please first send me an ask or a message so I can add your name to the masterlist below. Also let me know what you might plan (HC, mood board, etc) and what characters are included once you have the idea.

-- Anyone is welcome to join as this is a SFW collab. But respect contributors rules on their pages!

-- You may join multiple times and no need to stick to the same pairing (unless you want to).

-- When you're ready, tag me in your post @postwarlevi so I can enjoy and add the piece to the masterlist and also please include the tag of #harvestmoonaotcollab

-- Start posting September 1st. Soft deadline of December 1st 2023 (a little after is perfectly fine!)

-- and of course if you like the idea, want to join, and want others to, reblogs are appreciated :)

Masterlist:

My contribution: unassigned male character x reader fic

@levi-supreme - Levi x fem!reader fic

@flametrashira - Levi x gender neutral reader fic

@m-jelly - dad/sheriff Levi fic

@arlerts-angel - Armin x gender neutral reader fic

@svftackerman - Levi x fem!reader fic

@la-undercover-latina - Hange, Levi, cadets fic

@romantichomicide95 - Levi x fem!reader fic

@happybird16 - Levi x reader fic

@levis-squishy-cheeks - vet/trio fanart

@robynhoodss - Levi x gender neutral reader fic

@roseofdarknessblog - character x fem!reader fic

@necessaryvictoriangargoyle - Reiner x Bertholdt

@yakaaamoz - Levi x reader fic f. Zeke

@mootheskinnycowsblog - Levi x fem reader fic

@humanitys-strongest-bamf - postwar Levi x reader

@darkstarlight82 - Levi x reader short fic

@chaotic-on-main - Levi x reader short + moodboard

@youre-ackermine - Levi x Hange fic

[youre-ackermine]

✍️ Fic authors self rec!

When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to other writers you know. Let's spread some self-love! 💛

Hey Sunshine ☀️

Thanks for dropping by my inbox with this ask! Well, I won't tell you I'm not embarrassed to do this but let's go for a bit of self-promo 🫣

So far my stuff is mostly Levihan-centered but I'm writing for other SNK pairings & for Levi x Reader at the moment as well (still in my WIP though).

✍️

1 - SUNBURST // 2.2k words // Modern AU // SFW // read on Tumblr & AO3

The latest of my works. It's part 2 of my series It's not like I've got something grand to say to you & I wrote it in one go within a few hours but I'm rather proud of it, especially Levi's characterisation. A word about this series: it will be a bunch of "chapters" requested for a drabble challenge that I decided to write as parts of the same story.

2 - ECHO // 1k words // Canon Universe // N.SFW-ish // read on Tumblr & AO3

I love Terra's (@dont-f-with-moogles ) story Never Enough & I wrote this drabble inspired by the series as a gift for her birthday. Once again, Levi's turmoil inspired me.

3 - BEHIND THE SCENES // 2.1k words // Modern AU // Actor AU // N.SFW-ish // read on Tumblr

This one was requested by anon & it's a Pikuhan fic (with a side of Levihan, I can't help it!). Actor AU is really a good setting for stories, I love to see them all being alive & well! I had so much fun writing this one! There'll be a part 2 & there'll definitely be other SNK Actor AU drabbles. I haven't posted it on AO3 yet.

4 - DUMBSTRUCK // 1k words // Modern AU // N.SFW-ish // read on Tumblr & AO3

Part one of It's not like I've got something grand to say to you series, written for another challenge. Hange's POV for once. Well I mean, Hange's POV about Levi's body hehe. The first time I've been proud of something I wrote tbh.

5 - UNDER THE MISTLETOE // 1.3k words // Modern AU // SFW // read on Tumblr & AO3

Part two of my Levi x Reader series Love Language (side note: part one is one year old & it's crap tbh, but I posted it as a reference to see if my writing is improving with time). A bit cheesy but I kinda like it however.

✍️

I'm not a particularly good writer but I'm not that bad after all I guess lmao.

A big shout out to all those who liked/reblogged/commented/kudo-ed my silly works! It means a lot to me & I'm so thankful for your kind support!

Sending love your way Sunshine 🫶☀️

✍️

Please consider reblogging / commenting / kudo-ing fics on Tumblr or AO3 to support writers, it's really encouraging for them!

[littlerequiem]

Drabble Month, Day 15: Fortunate ˚⁎⁺ Levi x GN!Reader

CONTENT — Hurt/comfort. Written for @thedrabblecollective as part of the AOT Vets Drabble Month. Divider by @cafekitsune.

“You know,” you murmur, “you really can’t keep on pushing yourself like this.”

Levi avoids your gaze. He's sitting topless next to you, while you tend to his shoulder.

It allows you to examine the full scope of his survival, past and present. His torso, marked with stretched-out scars that intertwine to the front like mismatched roots.

The sight makes your chest ache.

“I know you’re Humanity’s Strongest and all, but you still hurt like the rest of us, don't you?”

“Quit fretting.”

“Isn’t it a fortunate thing? To have people who worry about you?”

Levi’s eyes meet yours.

[levi-supreme]

A promise

Characters: Captain!Levi x Squad Leader gender neutral!reader

Genre: SNK!canonverse

Warnings: SFW, fluff. Reader insert (y/n) but no physical descriptions or nicknames being used. Levi got injured and reader is over-exaggerating. Mention of slight injuries. Some cursing and mild language.

A/N: Happy D-14 to Levi's birthday!!! I was feeling it, so I took some prompts from the 100 different kisses and wrote a drabble! I also know it seems very impossible for Levi to get injured during the course of duty but... you know, accidents do happen sometimes.

Also, I've written a drabble in the past where Levi sees reader injured, so here's one with the other way around instead, where reader sees Levi injured.

49: tending to your lover's wound, placing a kiss on top of their head, grateful they're still alive.

Event master list | Event taglist | Rei’s taglist

You couldn't believe your ears when you heard the news.

Impossible.

It couldn't have happened. Never. Hange must be lying.

Ignoring your fatigue, you dropped everything you had on hand and dashed to the Medical Office, praying with all your might that everything was alright. Cadets and fellow colleagues stopped in the hallways to salute and greet you when you passed by, yet you ignored all of them. You had more pressing matters to attend to. It was a matter of life and death.

Entering the Medical Office, you quickly asked around for Hange's location, and one of the officers gave you a ward number of one of the private single wards at the back. You grunted and ran on ahead, telling yourself to stop thinking of the worst scenario. You pictured him bandaged and bloody, or perhaps he was immobile or he'd lost an arm. No, no, no. Stop thinking about it!

You told yourself no matter how bad it was, you would keep your calm and maintain your professionalism, and you wouldn't let your emotions get the better of you. Calm down, y/n... calm down... you're better than this. You repeated in your head. Yet, as you got closer to where you were supposed to go, whatever calmness or professionalism you thought you'd had were gone in the blink of an eye.

"LEVI!!!!!!!" You exclaimed as soon as you opened the door to the private ward, preparing yourself for the worst. Instead, you saw your lover sulking on the bed while Hange was wrapping a bandage over his wrist. For some reason, Hange was backfacing you, and none of them were trying to acknowledge your presence. You gawked at the sight before you. Levi finally acknowledged your grand entrance and his frown disappeared.

"Hange," you were confused. Didn't Hange told you Levi was on the verge of dying? "care to explain?" Just then, you heard Hange snort, and then they started to hug their stomach while laughing out loud.

"Hahaha! Oh, y/n, you should have seen your face!" Hange bellowed while Levi started frowning again. Hange promptly stood up and looked at you.

"Shortie only got a sprained wrist, it's nothing serious," Hange pat your shoulder, "I'll leave you two alone." With that, Hange left the ward. You turned to Levi who was sulking again. You crossed your arms.

"I swear I wasn't the one who—"

"Was it Hange's idea?" you cut Levi before he could answer. Levi sighed and nodded again, touching his bandaged wrist.

"I told Four Eyes you were not going to be happy about it."

"Indeed. I am absolutely displeased." You snapped as you sat down on the bed next to Levi, taking a good look at him. You reached your hand up to gently tilt his head when you noticed something. Your voice softened. "Is that a cut on your face?"

Levi gave you a bewildered look as you took some antiseptic wipes, saline, cotton balls, tweezers, and a metal dish to the bed. Cleaning the tweezers with some saline, you poured some more saline on the cotton ball before dapping it gently on Levi's cheek.

"I was so fucking scared you know, w-when Hange told me," you spoke after a long while. Your voice choked and you forced yourself to focus on cleaning Levi's cut instead. "Hange told me you were dying." Levi rolled his eyes.

"I already told Four Eyes not to say shit like that. I know how badly you're going to overreact and think of all the shittiest possible scenarios of me on my deathbed or something."

You put down the tweezers on another metal dish and let out a long sigh, looking straight into Levi's eyes. Cupping his uninjured cheek, you gently caressed his cheek with your thumb. You felt your lower lip quivering as you slowly brought Levi's head down to press a chaste kiss on the top of his head.

"I'm j-jus"—your voice got stuck in your throat again—"I'm just glad you're alive..." you couldn't hold back your tears any longer. For a moment you were so afraid of losing Levi. You were already wondering how you're going to carry on living without Levi by your side, and how you're going to fill in that void in your chest. Even though you hated the prank Hange pulled on you, you were still thankful that Levi was safe.

You pulled Levi in for a hug, being mindful of his sprained wrist. Levi gave you a comforting rub on your back using his good hand.

"I'm fine now, aren't I? Don't cry anymore." You remained in Levi's embrace while he rubbed your back until your cries became soft sniffles instead.

"Don't ever pull this trick on me ever again Levi," you sulked, "I'll make sure Hange gets this message drilled into their head too." Levi let out a 'tch' before releasing you from the hug. It was his turn to cup your cheek with his good hand and he nodded after a while, giving you a subtle smile.

"Mm. I promise."

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