#erwin has been on my mind lately and I ended up writing this

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Extra Credit

Professor Erwin Smith x Fem Student Reader

4,092 words - nsfw - minors dni

If there was one thing you were certain of it was that no one was lying when they said college professors were nothing like highschool teachers. Especially in the case of your gorgeous history professor Erwin Smith. Light blue button up struggling to contain him, buttons straining over his built chest and white undershirt peeking out through the gaps. 

Everything about him was unbelievably hot, from the way he moved to the way his voice captured the whole room. Many classes you found yourself completely distracted by him, large arms holding textbooks and long fingers pointing at the words he'd written on the board. If it wasn't for his booming voice you'd probably miss more than half of what he was saying. The man really commanded his space, no one could stop themselves from listening to him. 

Unfortunately you didn't seem to be retaining enough information, he'd drawn a sad face next to the abysmal grade you'd gotten on his last quiz. You couldn't help but giggle a little at the thought of such a serious man drawing smiley faces on his graded assignments. He'd also jotted down at the bottom of the paper to meet him during his office hours when you had the chance, so you could make up the grade. 

Feeling very nervous about speaking one on one with the most beautiful man you've ever seen, you tried your best to seem chill as you waited for him outside his office door. You'd gotten to his office a few minutes early, when you knocked there had been no answer. So you waited. Waiting only made you feel even more nervous though. 

"Early, good girl" Erwin smiled as he walked up to you, inside you wanted to scream. Unable to look him in the eye as you greeted him, your vision hit the floor, slowly working up to his face. His slacks were a little too tight and putting his thigh muscles on display, the outline of his manhood made you quickly find something on the floor to look at while he unlocked his door, "come on in, I have a few extra credit options for you." 

"Thank you," it came out a mumble as you stepped inside the office, Erwin closing and locking the door behind you made your heart hammer against your chest. There was obviously no dubious reason for him to do that, he probably just didn't want anyone walking in while he worked with you. That's all. 

"Please sit, I'll gather the options" he gestured to a chair for you before walking around his desk, rummaging through a drawer before pulling out a folder, "based on your previous work in my class, you'll probably prefer the essay" he said softly, looking over the contents of the folder as he sat down across from you, "but there's also the option to retake the quiz entirely." 

"Essay about what?" You watched his hands, they moved so solidly across the papers. Blue veins like raging rivers down his forearms, a simple watch hugging his thick wrist. 

"I have a list here" he handed you a paper, seven different essay questions from the last three chapters you'd been working on in class, "pick whichever you'd like. Three pages and due by Monday, please." 

You had a busy weekend already, trying to add this paper to the list felt a bit daunting, "maybe it would be easier to retake the quiz" you looked up, the man was loosening his tie as he leaned back in his chair. You felt every hair on your body stand at attention, "I don't have a lot of extra time to work on this" your voice shaking as you placed the paper down on the desk. 

"We could do a retake on Tuesday" he leafed through a planner that had been sitting neatly in front of him, "or you could earn the grade another way, today." 

Your face heated up, his tone had been completely neutral but it didn't stop your mind from finding the dirtiest option imaginable. You stared at him for a moment, Erwin still looking through his planner. There was no way your hot professor was actually propositioning you for sex for a better grade. That had to just be your mind going wild with ridiculous fantasies. 

"Unless you're busy today as well" he closed the planner and looked back at you, though his voice was normal his eyes weren't. Lust and desire swimming in pools of blue, slowly being eaten up by his pupils. Your face was going red, still trying to rationalize that this wasn't actually happening. 

"Do you want me to take the quiz again now?" You asked quietly, worried if you spoke any louder you wouldn't be able to keep the words steady. A chuckle escaped him as he pulled at his tie again, this time fully removing it before tossing it on his desk. Your mouth watered as he undid his top two buttons, a lazy smile on his lips. 

"Sorry I'm all out of copies at the moment, I was thinking my lesson must not have stuck with you well enough. I'm willing to use this time now to go over the chapters" Erwin spoke slowly, deep voice rather quiet compared to how loudly he spoke in class. You tried to inconspicuously wipe your sweaty hands off on your leggings, feeling extra stupid for thinking he'd meant anything other than something actually educational. 

"Yeah, I don't have any other classes for today" you tried to relax, pleased to be getting some extra attention from your professor but still nervous as all hell. 

"Wonderful," he smiled before sitting up straight. You watched as he gathered up some papers from the lessons, "now," he cleared his throat and pushed back on his chair away from the desk, "come here" Erwin gestured to the space between him and the desk. Puzzled you slowly stood up, face going hot again as you saw him eye you from head to toe then back up again. 

"Should I take the chair?" You asked nervously, he shook his head no and you slowly walked around the solid wooden desk, standing awkwardly in front of him you couldn't find the strength to look at his face. 

"On your knees" a gruff whisper that you weren't sure actually escaped him or if your mind was playing twisted tricks on you. 

"Pardon?" You looked at him, his bottom lip between his teeth as he sat back in his desk chair. Erwin's eyes were still slowly tracing your body, one hand resting on his strong thigh while the other was gently touching the growing tent in his slacks. 

"Get down on your knees" he said louder this time, eyes meeting yours. Your head spun for a moment, either you were having the most vivid amazing dream of your life or you had died and gone to heaven. There was no way any of it was real. After a few blinks you obeyed, sitting back on your heels and looking up at him with rosy cheeks. 

"Like this?" You felt the words leave your lips but you weren't sure any sound actually came out. 

"Very good" he cooed, you watched in awe as he undid his belt then pants. The fabric was fighting tooth and nail to keep his erection contained, it relaxed as he freed himself. Big. That's all you could think as you watched him slowly stroke his cock. He cleared his throat before scooting his chair closer to you, "you're going to use your mouth, go nice and slow and listen to me okay?" His words were like honey, cock standing proud a few inches from your face. 

"Yes sir" you mumbled before sitting up a bit, getting a better angle to try to fit the monster in your mouth. A pleased sigh passed through his lips as your mouth enveloped the head of his cock. 

"Good girl," he purred, one his large hands tangled in your hair. He gently patted your head as you began sucking in as much of him as you could, remembering to move slowly as he asked. A few quiet breaths before he began speaking, "now let's go over the Renaissance" you continued slowly sucking on his cock, one hand keeping your balance on his knee while the other pumped the bottom half of his cock. 

Erwin sat still, keeping his reactions to you at a minimum as he spoke. He reassured you every now and then that you were doing a great job, he'd comb his fingers through your hair as he spoke. You still weren't sure this was actually happening. 

"You got the section on humanism incorrect as well" he used his free hand to look over your quiz, "do you remember when we went over classical antiquity?" He looked down at you, your eyes met and he shivered. You felt his cock twitch against your tongue, you nodded yes as you continued sucking and looking up into his eyes. Blue completely gone now. He let out a small sigh and hung his head back, enjoying your mouth for a moment before continuing his lesson. 

The heat between your thighs was becoming unbearable. You found using the heel of your shoe to rub yourself on was good enough for the moment, but god did you want to put what was in your mouth down there instead. You listened to him speak, his voice sounded so sexy and rough as he went on with his lesson. Every few words his breath was a little shaky, but he still wasn't reacting much. You wondered if he would at all, if he'd let you hear him moan in ecstasy or if he'd be just as serious looking when he finally finished. 

"The goal of the Italian Renaissance humanists of the fourteenth and fifteenth centuries was the study of the humanities, is the main take away from that section" he said lowly, his hand in your hair moved down until the palm was at the base of your skull, "you've done so well, but I want you take in more" he pushed your head down, forcing more of his length into your mouth. You gagged as the tip entered your throat, "good girl, just like that" he purred. 

He kept pushing you down lower for a few more minutes, releasing you to let you breathe. You caught your breath and looked up at him, his hand slowly stroking his dick wet with your spit. You quickly took over, lips back around his girth as he hummed happily. 

"You're such an excellent student" he held your head with both hands, "this is the first quiz you haven't passed" he thrust into your mouth, forcing his entire length into your throat making you choke, "just relax, there you go" he grunted as he fucked into your mouth before letting go and letting you take control again, "you can go a little faster, I'm almost done here" Erwin returned his attention to your quiz as tears streamed down your cheeks, throat burning a bit as you swallowed excess spit. 

Swallowing around his cock made him moan unexpectedly, his hand over his mouth like he hadn't meant to only made it sexier. You wanted to make him moan more, desperate to make him unravel. The thought this could end with you bent over his desk and fully stuffed with his cock had you rocking your hips against your heel even harder. 

"You did well on the art section, so I'll skip that one" his breathing was getting more erratic, but he was holding onto that neutral tone still, "let's go over the technology section now." 

You continued bobbing on his cock, taking him until your throat couldn't handle it anymore before popping off the tip. With how much your mouth was watering for him, his cock was dripping with your spit. It was rolling down his shaft and over your hands, a small puddle forming on his boxers covering his balls. God his balls, you wanted to take his pants completely off so you could them. They were big too, you could tell through his underwear. 

"Sir?" You interrupted him, breathing heavy as you looked up at him through wet lashes. He chewed his bottom lip and looked down at you, hand still stroking his cock as you figured out how to say your thoughts aloud. 

"I want to suck on your balls too" you whispered, struggling to maintain eye contact but knew you wanted to see his reaction to your words. For good reason too, the question certainly riled him up. His eyes went wide for a moment, a smile pulled the corners of his lips up as he mulled over a response. 

"Answer a few questions and I'll let you" Erwin exhaled, "what's an arquebus?" 

"It's a gun" you answered, hand still stroking his spit covered cock. 

"I need more than that for full points" he chuckled. 

"It's a musket that was first used by the ottoman empire in the fifteenth century" you said softly, eyes trained in his cock as you watched your hand move up his entire length then back down again. 

"Good girl" he smiled, "name another gun, this one from sixteenth century, and I'll let you suck my balls" Erwin purred. 

"Um," you thought for a moment while you watched his length in your palm, "the grenade musket?" You looked up at him unsure. 

"You're listening so well" he smiled wider, "here," he backed up his chair and stood up kicking off his shoes before fully removing his slacks and boxers. You watched as he folded them neatly and placed them on his desk, his erection drooling precum as he worked. You were right, his balls were large, they bounced against his thigh as he sat back down, "go one" he presented himself to you and you hungrily reveled in your earnings. 

Stroking his cock with one hand, you gripped his thigh for balance as you sucked one of his nuts into your mouth. Releasing it with a loud, wet pop before sucking on the other. Erwin gently played with your hair, watching his student diligently suck and lick at his tightening ball sack. 

"Just a bit more and then I'll have you answer a couple more questions" his voice was so deep and raspy, "if you get them all right I'll change your grade and I'll give you an extra reward for being such a good student for me today." 

Erwin finished the last of his lesson, face flushed and balls twitching for release in your hands. For a few moments he let out low groans as he watched you worshiping his cock, his large hands pushing your hair from your face so he could look into your eyes. 

"Good girl, just a little bit more then you have to swallow it all okay?" You nodded in understanding before dedicating yourself to making Erwin cum. Little moans and left his lips, his fingers raking through your hair trembled a bit as he got closer and closer to climax, "yes, just like that" he purred, voice rough and low, "such a good girl" he grunted, hands tightly gripping your hair in fists. He pushed you down as he thrusted up into your throat, thick bitter cum filling your mouth. You looked up at him with wet eyes, swallowing his large load as fast as you could before the excess could spill out. 

Erwin caught his breath, hands releasing your hair slowly. Strands that had broken in his tight grip clung to his skin as he leaned back, cock twitching between your lips. A few more spurts filled your mouth again before you finally removed it. Licking your lips you waited to find out what happens next, thrilled beyond belief at the wild sexy ideas rapidly churning in your mind. 

"Three questions, then your reward if you get them all correct" he smiled down at you, you nodded your head and waited with baited breath, "we'll just do vocabulary to make things easy, one: humanism." 

"A philosophy during the Renaissance that valued human thoughts and ideas. It led to the study of classical writings and art" you answered shakily, your heat desperate for whatever reward was in store for you. 

"Good, two: printing press" Erwin ran his fingers through his own hair, watching you look up at him needily. 

"A machine for reproducing written material with ink" your thighs trembled below you, you could feel the stick wetness in your panties squishing as you rubbed your legs together. 

"Three: indulgence" he chewed his lip, eyes fluttering closed as he waited for your answer. 

"A pardon that released someone from punishment for their sins" you whispered out the answer, awaiting the sinful reward you were bound to receive. 

"Very good" he stood up, cock half hard smacking against his thigh as he moved his chair, "remove your pants" he said over his shoulder as he pushed the chair against the wall. You did as requested, excited to feel him inside you, "elbows on the desk" he turned to face you as he finished unbuttoning his shirt, letting the cotton button up fall off his shoulders before he tugged off the white undershirt. You stood in awe of him for a moment, drinking in the sight of his beautifully chiseled body. 

You turned and pressed your elbows and palms on the desk, feeling a little nervous about his eyes on your exposed holes. You gasped as his large, warm hands gently ran down your ass then thighs. You heard him moving behind you, your eyes squeezed shut as you waited for him to do something. A surprised moan escaped you at the feeling of his tongue dragging over your slit, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit as he began a steady pace for lapping at your soaked cunt.

"Fuck" you breathed out, face pressed against the desk as Erwin earnestly devoured your pussy. He didn't let up as you trembled, his face pushing hard against you as he held your legs open, "oh my god!" You gasped as he inserted a finger, pushing deep inside you as he kept licking and sucking at your folds. He moved his finger inside you steadily faster and faster pulling whines and moans from your lips. 

"You taste delicious" he purred, breath hot against your wet skin. He leaned back to watch his finger disappearing inside you before adding a second, making you moan even louder, "quiet down a bit" he chuckled, "the room isn't sound proof" he got back to eating you as you tried, and failed, to keep your voice down. A few more loud moans, muffled a bit by your hands, left you before your pussy began spasming around his fingers just on the edge of climax. He chuckled as he pulled out of you, standing up he pressed the head of his cock against your hole. 

"Please Professor Smith" you begged, wiggling your ass impatiently, his strong hand holding your hip as he slowly impaled you, "amazing!" You mewled as his girth stretched you, a low groan left him once he was fully buried in you. 

"Ready?" He murmured, leaning down to kiss the back of your neck. 

"Yes, please fuck me sir!" You whined and he quickly gave it to you. His hips slamming into you over and over, large balls slapping your clit pulling back strings your arousal each time they swayed away again. Erwin held your waist tightly, gruff moans in the back of your neck as he filled you with his cock. 

"I'd love to have some more extra study sessions with you in the future" he purred in your ear as he slowed his hips, feeling your pussy trembling from your first orgasm, "I think it would really benefit you to have more one on one tutoring from me" he slammed in hard and stayed put, "right baby girl?" He kissed down the back of your neck as you whimpered out yes a few times. 

Large, hot hands feathered up your stomach under your shirt until he reached your breasts. His mouth still connected to your nape as he kneaded the supple flesh, his hips began slowly moving again. He thrusted slowly, fully to the hilt before pulling almost completely out again. He kept the slow pace for a few minutes as he murmured about how amazing it felt to be inside you. Erwin pulled you up with him as stood up a bit, hands still on your breasts as he fucked up into you. 

"Take your shirt off and sit on my desk" he breathed out as he released you. Head fuzzy and legs barely able to hold you up you did as he said, sitting completely bare on his desk Erwin smiled lazily and looked you up and down before standing between your thighs. He pulled your ass to the edge until your pussy hit his cock, "ready?" He smiled, inserting himself before you could even finish saying yes. You wrapped your legs around his hips as he fucked you, your hands holding his biceps as his hands wandered your exposed skin. 

"So good, so good!" You whined out, hanging your head back as the second orgasm washed over you. Erwin leaned down to kiss your throat, nipping gently at the skin as his hips slowed down again. He pushed you onto your back, hands squeezing your breasts as he watched his cock push into you. 

"I'm close" he whispered, grabbing your legs by the backs of your knees. Erwin pressed your knees to your chest, fucking as deep into you as he possibly could. Moving slowly to feel every inch of your insides as he could as you moaned and whimpered below him, body overheating and mind completely fucked dumb. A few more thrusts and he pushed all the way in, his cock twitching for release as he forced himself not to cum. Slowly he dragged out of you before exploding white ropes on your stomach and chest. 

Erwin let go of your legs and opened one of his drawers on the desk, pulling out a tissue box he attempted to clean you off. His hands shaking and eyes struggling to focus, tissues too weak to soak up the mess he'd made. 

"I'm sorry, just give me a moment" he mumbled, cock still drooling cum on his leg as he tried to focus. Instead he dropped to his knees and began eating you out again, overstimulation making it impossible to hold back your moaning. He licked up your slit then over your stomach, eating his seed off your skin as he slowly rose to his feet again. He murmured apologies as he licked you all over, getting distracted from the task of getting his cum off you to suck on your nipples. 

"Please, professor" you whined, head hung back as he fingered you and sucked on your breasts, "it's too much, I can't handle any more" you whimpered, hands pawing at his muscular back. 

"Just a little more" he smiled against your skin, "I'm getting hard again, do you think you can hold out for a little long?" You looked up at him through hazy eyes, Erwin was disheveled in the sexiest way imaginable. The thought that this man was so desperate to get his cock back inside you enough to make your pussy pulse around his fingers. 

"I can take it" you watched his eyes fill with delight as he stood up. 

"Thank you" he purred, "you're the best student I've ever had" his breath hitched as he pushed his cock back inside your overused hole, his shape still fucked into you he slid in easily. You let your professor have his way with you for another round, this one much shorter than the last. He at least had you suck him as he finished, cumming in your mouth required less cleanup. The two of you spent and panting, sitting on the floor of his office he pulled you into his wide chest, planting sloppy kisses on your cheek. 

"Professor Smith?" You swallowed nervously, the reality of it all hitting you. 

"Call me Erwin" he purred back, kissing down your neck. 

"Now what?" You held back a whine in reaction to his lips on your skin.

"Well," he sat up straight and cleared his throat, "why don't we schedule your extra study sessions for Fridays" he smiled, "you'll be a top student in no time." 

[humanitys-strongest-brat]

Shoelaces

Summary: After three weeks apart, Hange plans a get together with the gang.

Pairing: LevixFem!reader

CW: This one shot heavily revolves around the use of alcohol. mentions of smoking and related language. 18+ MDNI.

wc: 3.5k

a/n: First, I'd like to thank @tobbi-loves-levi She has been here to hold my hand through all the sweat and tears of writing my first Levi fic, I truly cannot express how much I appreciate the help and advice I was given. If you do like this, please send some love her way. This cute lil fic is loosely based off of this song, and the scenes were living in my head rent free for weeks prior to writing it, enjoy~

“Took you long enough.” Erwin teases as you hop into the passenger seat, He texted you fifteen minutes ago letting you know he was out front waiting for you. 

“Don't be dramatic, it was only ten minutes.” you huff, pulling the seat belt over your chest and clicking it into place. Erwin gave you a once over, his gaze halting before turning back and shifting the car into drive. 

“You did your hair for this?” he comments, raising an eyebrow. Doing your hair was a generous observation on his part, you just spent extra time on it for tonight. 

“Yeah, and what's that look for? We haven't been able to get together like this in so long, so I wanted to look a little nice.” It's been three weeks since the five of you could all hang out together. Miche got a new job and Hange had a change in shifts, making it nearly impossible to do something collectively. It just so happens that everyone has the day off tomorrow, so Hange suggested getting together to drink and catch up.

 “It's just us, you never cared like that before. Besides, if this is like any other time your hair’s gonna look like shit by the end of the night anyways. Like that time Miche set your hair on fire lighting that cig for you.” He laughs. You cringe and brush your fingers through your hair in the same area that was singed short, only just recently were you able to make it look like it blends in with the rest of your hair. “Or, that time Hange-” Erwin starts but you quickly interrupt. 

“Okay! I get it, I'm accident prone.” you mumble, giving him a playful glare. “Both of those are better than the time me and Levi had to drag you out to the car which, by the way, wasn't fun.” you smirk, watching his dumbfounded expression illuminate under each street light you pass under

 “Like that compares at all, it was one time, and my birthday” Erwin retorts and gives you a gentle nudge. You shrug in response, looking out the window to see you're already turning down the street that leads to the house that Levi, Hange, and Miche share. “We’re late again, you know how much shit we’re going to get?” 

 ***

“Finally!” Hange raves when you walk in with Erwin. You make your way in and take your bottle of contribution to the cooler that was already set up in the living room, stuffing it in and shutting the lid. Almost instantly after, you were met with a fierce hug from Hange. “Late, as always. What was the hold up? Anything interesting?” They beamed, their eyes gesturing hopefully towards Ewrin. You parted from Hange’s hug, shaking your head at their silent accusation. This wasn’t new for the two of you. For as long as you could remember, you both have been teased about your friendship. Everyone constantly begged for you two to finally get together. Erwin is your best friend, and has been for years. The thought has never crossed your mind. The only person who understands that is Levi, he's the only one who never pokes and prods for something more. 

“Thought I heard the lovebirds were finally here.” Miche announced as he emerged from his bedroom. He makes his way into the living room and grabs two beers out of the cooler and tosses one to Erwin as he walks past him. “Catch up” Miche enthusiastically demands, cracking the tab on his can and raising it up to Erwin in a faux cheers. 

“You guys really started without us?” Erwin groans followed by the sharp hiss and snap of his own can. 

“What, were we supposed to wait for the two of you to stop sucking face in the car?” Miche laughs and gestures to you and Erwin both. Erwin rolls his eyes but just as he was about to respond the whole room collectively flinched at the sudden piercing interruption of music that gradually dimmed down to an appropriate volume. All eyes fall on Levi who’s standing in front of the speaker with his phone in his hand. 

“Cleaning playlist, forgot to turn it down earlier.” He explains candidly and takes a swig from the cup in his opposite hand, seemingly unapologetic for the disturbance. 

“Jesus, Levi. When did you get out here?” Miche groans, rubbing his ear melodramatically. Levi ignores him, instead he turns to face the group. “Didn't realize this party was about celebrating Erwin sucking face. I would have stayed in my room had I known.”

 “No one’s staying in their room!” Hange chimes as they make their way to Levi “it’s been three weeks, we should do something fun!” they place their hands on Levi’s shoulders and grin “like a drinking game.” they suggest, approval spreads across the room. 

“Pass.” Levi scoffed, rolling his eyes like he was above the activity. “Looks like you're outvoted.” Hange sings, squeezing Levi’s shoulders and quickly moving to drag the coffee table away from the couch for everyone to sit around. Miche was already on his way in with the bottle and a shot glass.

“Fine. I’ll play but I'm not sharing that shot glass with any of you, I’ll get my own.” he sighs, heading straight for the kitchen. Hange cheers and grabs chasers out of the cooler, lining them around the circular table as everyone settles into their chosen spots. Levi returned shortly after with his own shot glass, you notice a clean rag hanging out of his pocket as he sits in the space left open for him. Miche chooses the game for the group, the rules are simple and easy to follow. It doesn't take long, just a few rounds in and everyone around the table seems to have a pink flush across their cheeks, slurring their words, and laughs at anything anyone says.

***

“Damn!” Hange rasps out with a cough, slamming the shot glass back down onto the table. At this point in the game Hange was doing horribly, the last 3 rounds of the game they were the one to take the losing shot. They pick up the bottle and shakily attempt to fill the glass up for the next victim. Liquid splashes around the glass as they miss a couple times. 

“Okay,” Erwin says and takes the bottle from them “I’ll fill them from now on.” He adds. “it’d be nice if someone else could start taking the shots!” Hange complained, folding their arms over their chest. 

“That’s entirely on you, Hange.” Erwin pointed out as he finished pouring for them. His hand was stable despite being just as drunk as anyone else at the table, he was always the one who handled the liquor best. 

“Stop losing and you won’t have to take any more.” You laugh and watch Levi lean forward, pick up the glass, and quickly wipe underneath with the rag he’d brought to the circle. Even tipsy he was concerned about keeping things at least a little clean. 

 The next round, Hange takes the losing shot again. “of course!” They spout, taking the bottle from Erwin’s side, forgetting that he was in charge of filling the glass after each shot. Before he could register that Hange had taken the bottle, they were attempting to fill the glass again. With shaky hands Hange tips the bottle too far, causing the rim of the bottle to clash with the shot glass, tipping it over. The jolt alone was enough to cause them to drop the bottle as well. You watch as it rolls off the table, its contents spilling out. 

“Come on, Hange.” Levi groans as he lunges forward. He fails to catch the bottle, forced to watch it spill out and seep into the rug. “Games over.” He announces, immediately going back in with the rag. Levi sets the bottle back upright on the table and Miche gathers up the remnants of their game, wiping the liquor off the cards as he organizes everything back into the box. 

You thread your fingers between Hange’s after they stand up. “Kitchen, Hange.” You sang, guiding them out of the living room. Despite their protests, you decided you both need a water break. You let go of Hange’s hand, and they lean against the counter to the right of the fridge. You grab two glasses from the overhead cabinets and pull the ice tray out of the freezer. “Sooo,” Hange coos as you as you cracked the tray, haphazardly dropping ice into both cups. 

“Yesss,” you mimic back in the same tone, opening the fridge. 

Hange pushes off the counter and leans over the open door “Erwin looks cute tonight, huh?” They try, grinning. 

“Not this again,” you laugh at them and set the first filled cup on the counter behind you. 

“Give me a break!” Hange groans, dropping their head onto their forearms. “You always avoid talking about it, when will you guys give up the act?” You look towards them and your attention is immediately drawn to Levi, who is discarding an arms worth of cans onto the counter. He kneels down in front of the sink and starts digging through the cabinets underneath. 

“It’s not like that, and it never has been.” 

“bullshit, there’s got to be a reason you haven’t just gone for it yet. We can all see how it is between you two” they pried for more. 

“And you’re all wrong” you say as you set the second cup down next to the first. 

“Then what is it? You still have that thing for Levi?” They joke. Your eyes immediately flicker back to Levi, he’s frozen, still knelt down at the sink. You swear you can feel all the color drain from your face. Hange has already started mumbling about a new topic you couldn’t focus on. 

“Hey, four eyes.” Levi stands up from his position, peeling out the trash bag he was digging for. “Keep me out of your fantasies and come help me with your mess” he says, his tone was flat, as usual. He turns away without looking at either of you and walks out of the kitchen. 

“Shit, he heard that?” Hange asks, looking back at you. It's obvious by their face how embarrassed you must look because Hange immediately starts assuring you that it’s fine. 

You walk back out to the living room with Hange, still fighting off the embarrassment from the kitchen. You watch as Hange picks up the various chasers that were still left over from the game. When you turn your attention to Levi your face burns, you wonder if that made everything weird now. “You good? You look like you could use one of these.” Erwin interrupts your thoughts, handing you a new can. You accept and pop the tab.

“You have no idea.” You confirm, taking a drink.  

“What a mess.” He comments and shakes his head, watching as Hange and Levi clean. Just as you open your mouth to reply, Miche caught your attention as he made his way across the living room, careful to walk around the chaos that Hange and Levi were cleaning. When he catches your gaze he raises a hand up, flashing a lighter and gestures towards the back door with a nod "smoke break?" 

"Count me in!" Hange yells, quickly standing and discarding the handful of cups on a nearby side table and making their way out, followed by Erwin. You tip your can back, finish the beer, and make your way to the back door. you lazily slide your shoes on not even bothering to pull the backs up over your heels, you glance behind you to see Levi gathering up the empty cups and beer cans and throwing a couple unopened cans into the cooler placed in the living room. You think for a moment about staying inside and doing damage control with him, maybe you could convince him that Hange was just being dramatic, or using it as a means to prove that they’re right about Erwin. "Come on! What're you doing?" Hange interrupts, pulling you away from the door and sliding it shut, dragging you over to the group. 

"Hange, you really couldn't have said that a worse time." You groan and squeeze your eyes shut, willing another wave of embarrassment away. At this point, you didn’t care about bringing it up in front of Erwin and Miche. You figure Hange would tell them on their own anyway. 

"Said what?" Miche mumbled around the cigarette hanging off his lips, passing the lighter to Erwin. 

"Well.." Hange drawled, a shit eating grin on their face "I may have spilled the beans on her little crush on Levi.. right in front of him." Now both Erwin and Miche were looking right at you, a few moments of silence pass before Erwin raises a brow and glances between you and Hange

"Crush?" His tone was so flat it didn't even sound like a question.

"Levi?" Miche interjected quickly, waiting for you to say you were joking. When the silence began to linger Miche let out a quick snort "like, Levi?" He asked again, his hand gesturing towards the house. "No shit, way to pull the rug from under our feet." He shakes his head in disbelief and nudges Hange with his elbow "you knew and still said your piece about Erwin this whole time? Evil." he laughed 

"Hey, I was told in confidence that she thought Levi was hot one time!" Hange spills out. It was true, months ago you hung out with Hange alone. The two of you decided to have a night in with movies and wine since no one else could join. After a couple glasses you let it slip that you had a small crush on Levi, making sure to paint it as fleeting so the two of you didn't get the same treatment as you and Erwin. "Hey," Hange places a hand on your shoulder "are you alright?"

“I’m just worried about it, I never would have told him that. You saw him in the kitchen, everything is probably going to be so awkward now.” 

"Oh stop, it's Levi!" Hange encourages and pulls you in close by your other shoulder "he doesn't care, he probably won't even mention it" they try to reason with you, but it falls on deaf ears. you were so full of doubt. How could things be normal after this? Were you just supposed to continue on while pretending it didn't happen? That's exactly what you plan to do because there was no chance you could bring it up to his face.  

"I'll be back" you mumble at Hange as you spin on your heels and make your way inside through the back door and decide the bathroom would be a more private place to pull yourself together. 

***

You admire the photos that hang unsystematically in the hallway, tracing waves on the wall with your finger as you glide through, the music slowly starts to fade the closer you get to your destination and completely muffles as you close the bathroom door. 

"uh, hi?" 

You snap your attention towards the voice, meeting a sharp but forgiving gaze. "Levi, I didn't realize you-." you start, feeling the heat in your cheeks as you stammer for the words to apologize. Levi's stare is unmoving for a moment. He looks down, swiping the cloth off the hook to dry his hands. His eyes dart back to your face. "Your shoelaces are untied." 

What..? 

You take a moment to register what he just said, double checking that you heard him correctly and glancing down to see the strings loosely hanging off each side of your shoes. "That's how I like them..." When his expression doesn’t change you curse yourself for sounding so dumb. 

"And you're walking through my house with shoes on." he states and you can feel your face burning even more. Duh, Why wouldn't you have remembered to take them off as you came in. Just as you part your lips to muster up what would probably sound like another pathetic attempt at an apology, you notice the small smirk pulling at Levi's lips "Save it. Hange's party, Hange’s mess to clean" He assured you.

You hum in response and started to turn back towards the door to leave "Was that true?" He asked, you can hear a subtle eagerness in the question "What Hange said, I mean" he corrects his tone this time. You’re completely still while a wave of embarrassment washes back over your whole body trying to think of something to say, but you're stuck speechless. Muffled music and Hange’s voice chanting at Erwin to chug from outside quickly fill in the silence. You take a deep breath, realizing that now is your chance to give context. 

“Yeah, but that was so long ago,” you stammer your words and finally turn to face him, he’s closer now. 

“Yeah? How long?” He’s smirking now, arms crossed over his chest, like this is amusing to him. 

“Months.” Was all you could say in response. 

“So what happened? You let eyebrows take my spot?” He teases. 

“You’re starting to sound an awful lot like Hange, It was never like that anyway,” you scoff, not realizing his implication of having a spot. In your attempt to explain yourself you hadn't noticed Levi closing the space between you. 

“You done?” He interrupts, glancing down at your lips then back up. Your eyes meet his and you nod, not trusting yourself to speak. Levi leans in, his fingers brush against your jaw as he reaches out resting his hand at the nape of your neck. He pulls you in gently and pauses briefly before your lips meet. You hear his breath shake before he closes the small space between the two of you. Warmth spreads across your whole body and the intoxication rushes back in. You drape your arms over his shoulders and relax into it, tilting your head to follow his lead. Levi rests his other hand on your hip, pulling you flush against his body and snaking his fingers through the hair behind your head. He guides you back up into the door, his hand acting as a cushion for your head as he moves his lips against yours. Your breath hitches at the gentle impact against the door, you pull your arms back in to cup his face just as he parts from you. He rests his forehead against yours, his breaths coming out in soft pants. Your eyes meet again and just as he parts his lips to say something you hear the back door slide open and shut. Levi quickly pulls back from you, a quiet ‘shit’ falling from his lips. You realize how long you have been missing from the group. Grabbing the door handle you turn back to Levi, he responds with a gestured nod toward the door. A silent agreement that you leave first. You twist the handle and exit the bathroom quickly, closing the door behind you. As you step away from the door Erwin turns down the hall and stops at the sight of you. 

"There you are.” he starts, sounding relieved. “We got worried when you didn't come back and," he stops speaking when you hear the bathroom door click shut behind you. You watch as Erwin's eyes flicker back and forth. You press your eyes shut as Levi slips quietly past you. When the back door slides shut signaling that Levi is outside, you open your eyes. Something is different about Erwin’s posture; he seems stiff and his expression indecipherable. "Oh, looks like that worked out for you then?" He questions, referencing Hange’s slip of the tongue earlier and offering a wistful smile.

"Yeah, I guess it did." You agree, biting back a grin. 

***

The night died down fast. Miche made sure Hange had more water and got into their bed without issue then retreated to his own room. Erwin has the couch, and you have the recliner, your usual arrangement for nights spent over. The music was silenced, the only light now coming from a single lamp on the side table keeping the room just lit enough for Levi. He paces between the living room and kitchen, picking up the last of the mess left behind from the night. Erwin hasn’t said much since coming back inside. You assume he's not feeling well and decide to leave him alone for the night, you could fill him in tomorrow. You spend your wind down time curled up on the chair, your eyes flicking between your phone and Levi as he moves around the room. "You always had a staring problem, now I know why." he teases.

 "Shut up" you roll your eyes at him, setting your phone down as he walks back towards you. 

"Let's go." He says as he yanks the blanket you were using off of you, tucking it under his arm. 

"Where?" You ask.

"My room, dumbass."

Taglist: @ackerbootytobbi @amywritesthings

[chatterbox-73]

Twelve days of Smutcember 2024.

Day 4 - Admit Causal.

Levi Ackerman x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story for Smutcember, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for Smutcember and if you want to see a character please let me know...

finally I think it’s important to note, I might be a person who celebrates Christmas, however I know not everyone does so I won’t/try not to mention or reference any particular festive holiday in these one shots, out of respect for everyone.

You must be 18 years or older to read this...

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

Summary: Levi has been quite frustrated lately and can’t seem to find somebody to satisfy he and still not want any emotional connection from it, until you.

Word count: 1.2k

CW: NSFW and adult content, implying oral/face fucking (m!receiving) unprotected sex, casual sex, rough sex, slightly teasing (non-sexual), slight aftercare, bagging, hair pulling and swearing.

Levi Ackerman didn’t need anyone, he is a very proud man and he knew he could do everything on his own and besides he preferred to be on his own anyway, it was always hard for him to socialise with others and more peaceful by himself.

However Levi never accounted for his sex drive going through the roof, sure Levi had been able to handle it on his own for a while but that started being useless, he did move on the satisfying himself with his subordinates. Though both Hanji and Erwin had a good laugh at Levi’s circumstances, especially when the person he’d be with, would begin the catch feeling for him and he’d have to let them go, this however caused a lot of fights and arguments, which would be comical if it was happening to anyone other then himself.

It was late in the day and you were walking back to the Barracks after finishing guarding the Yeager kid, as you stepped into the females bunker and walked towards your bed you noticed a woman sitting on her bed crying with her friend with comforting her. “He doesn’t love me, he only wanted my body” the woman sob as she rubbed her nose on her sleeve, “it’s okay, he’s just a grumpy little jerk” the other woman said as she rubber the crying woman’s back. “What’s all this about? Boyfriend dumb you? Need me to give him a talking to?” You chuckled as you stood in front of the women and crossed your arms, the crying woman huffed out a smile and shook her head, and that was the end of it.

Until three days later when you saw a crying person run out of Lieutenant Ackerman’s private quarters, with a half naked Levi chance them. “Ouch, must be the season of heartache, I mean just the other day a girl in my bunker had been broken up with” you chuckled and Levi glare at you, you gave him a quick look over and noticed a decent sized bulge in his pants, “nice dick” you winked as you began to walk away. “You can’t speak to your superior officer like that” Levi grumbled and all you could do was laugh, “and I’m pretty sure superior officers aren’t supposed to be walking around, showing off their hard dick…” you turned to face Levi and smirked “…but hey, if you want me that bad just say so, I wouldn’t mind” you ghost your hand over his throbbing erection, Levi shuttered and you moved away before leaving to go to the dining hall.

The days following this were quite entertaining, you weren’t sure weather Levi was trying to avoid you or appropriate you, however you enjoy this little game for quite some time until Hanji asked you to drop off papers to Levi’s office. You stood in Levi’s office as he read over Hanji’s reports, “oh also I believe section commander Zoe is going to take Yeager for some more experiments later” you sighed as you looked all around his office, ‘wow, he really is a clean freak’ you think to yourself as you look down at the spotless floor that was probably swapped and mopped just hours before your stopped by. “What’s so interesting with the floor?” Levi asked and you only shrugged, “well then stop staring at it, that’s disrespectful, look at someone when they’re talking to you” Levi huffed and you rolled your eyes, “you weren’t even talking” you watched as Levi knitted his brows together. “Anyways why are you more grumpy then usual?” You questioned as Levi stood up and walked over to you, “it’s been a while” he grumbled and you smirked “oh yeah… same” you chuckled and leaned into the short ravenette, before placing your hands on his shoulder. “When was the last time?” Levi cautiously moved his hands to your hips, “about a month… but if I’m being honest,” you hummed as you wrapped your arms around his neck as he pulled you closer, “I’ve been flicking my bean every night this week after seeing your naked chest” you whispered in his ear and felt him begin to harden. “Let me fuck you” Levi squeeze your hips as he grunted, however all you did was shaking your head no and before Levi could react you dropped on your knees in front of him.

Levi grunted as he gave his hips once last large thrust which caused you to gag on him, Levi slowly pulled out of your mouth and tapped his throbbing member against your tongue before slapping your cheek a few time with it, coating your cheek with saliva and pre-cum.

“Get up now” Levi yank you to your feet by your hair and then continued to pull you by you hair to his desk, Levi pushed you down over his desk, so your face and chest were pressed against the wood, before he pulled your pants and underwear down in one swift movement. “You still want it?” Levi hummed and you gasped out a loud ‘yes’, as you wiggled your ass.

The moment Levi get a ‘yes’ from you, was the moment he forced his length into you, “it’s so inviting” Levi grunted and instead began thrusting. Your nails gripped the wooden desk, your body jolted back and forth and you moan loudly as your dripping sex was being taken roughly, “oh heavens Lieutenant Ackerman, slow down” you shuddered however your body betrayed you as it begged for more. “Maybe another time, but right now I need this” Levi groaned and suddenly picked up his pace, the grip his has on your hips tightened to the point that began to hurt.

With out a warning your body quickly built up your climax, though before you could release Levi grabbed a hand full of hair and pulled your head back towards him, “don’t finish… not yet… a little longer” Levi struggled to talk and moaned loudly between each word. Your walls started squeezing around Levi’s thick member, as you tried to hold off from climaxing “please… I need to… please Levi” you moan, before hearing Levi grunted “finish… you can finish… on my cock” he gave rough thrusts with each pause in speaking he took. You didn’t need much convincing after that and you instantly reached your peck, your body went stiff and you shook uncontrollably as your cunt gushed all your juices, Levi quickly pulled out and released himself on your ass, with a very loud groan you didn’t expect.

After coming down from his high Levi grabbed his handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his cum off your ass, following this he helped you stand and fix your pants. “This is only sex… so don’t get it twisted” Levi grumble and glared at you as you started laughing, “well that’s a relief, now don’t go falling in love with me Lieutenant Ackerman” you hummed as you walked towards the exit, “am I that repulsive, that you are relief I have no feelings for you?” He questioned and just as you opened the door to leave you turned back. “Of course not, Admiral casual, you just have the emotional range of a teaspoon and you’re quite the grumpy little jerk” you leave with a smiled and Levi takes a moment to process your words, before chuckling to himself.

Day 3 - Eijiro Kirishima: An actress’ hero.

Day 5 - Daichi Sawamura: Official business.

Smutcember Masterlist (Coming soon)

Masterlist

[chaoticsimp]

My Commander

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18+ | MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Relationship: Erwin x Fem!Reader 

Content Warnings: NSFW/18+, established relationship, mentions of alcohol (Reader isn't drunk, but has consumed alcohol), oral (female receiving), fingering, over-stim, dirty talk, praise, a little begging, unprotected sex, desk sex, creampie, some tears, squirting, dom/sub dynamic, authority kink (Use of Sir/Commander/Captain), age difference (Reader is in her 20s and I think Erwin is in his 30s?), experience difference? (Not Reader's first time, but first time with Erwin), fluff at the end.

A/N: Starts a little hot (heavy making out), but as always smut is under the cut.

I have missed Erwin, and we can dedicate why I started writing on Tumblr to him lol

Summary: You wanted him, all of him, but after a year together with nothing but sweet kisses, you started to question if he felt the same about you? Little did you know, he wanted you more than he had ever wanted anything.

Word Count: 3430

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It wasn’t your first date. It wasn’t even your second or fifth. You and Erwin had been together for a year, yet he was still pulling away when things got a little hot. It was beginning to frustrate you, what if he wasn’t interested in you that way? What if the experience levels were too different? Could he tell you couldn’t satisfy him from just a kiss? Were you a bad kisser? This outpouring of questions over drinks to Hange had them pushing you to bring it up to Erwin.

“Enter,” His deep voice summoned from behind the door. Your anxiety bubbled in your stomach, and you briefly wished you had taken another shot before coming. You pushed open the door, closing it behind you and a smile came to Erwin’s face when he looked up from his work.

“I know I’m late,” He apologized, rising from his desk. “I wanted to finish these reports before the end of the day, but it would seem my days never end.”

You nodded slightly, swallowing hard as you tried to find your nerve. Erwin noticed your hesitation and he stepped closer to you, his brilliant blue eyes filled with concern as he lifted a hand to your cheek.

“Is everything alright?” Instead of replying, you caught his collar and pulled him to your height pressing your lips to his. Erwin was caught off guard and had trouble getting any more words out as you jumped and wrapped your legs around his waist. His hands found your thighs, and he boosted you a little higher giving you a better angle to kiss his jaw and neck. Erwin’s mind was spinning, each kiss left fire on his skin, and a gentle nip at the bend in his neck made his breath hitch.

“Wait, wait,” He breathed. Erwin caught your hands, stopping them at his shirt buttons as he balanced you between him and the door. He met your stunning eyes, and you let out a heavy breath, a small smile on your lips.

“You don’t like it?” You asked. How could he say no? You’d know he was lying. Yet he saw the waver in your eyes, a moment of doubt as the flush on your face grew.

“Sorry, I-I don’t know what I was-” Erwin caught your thigh when you tried to step down. He claimed your lips again and pressed you tighter against the door enjoying how perfectly your body fit against his. He had thought of this before, thoughts he only indulged in late at night alone in his room, but this was something else. This was hunger finally satiated. No matter how much he told himself to slow down, each gasp and whimper that left those lips he so craved made that voice quieter, and quieter.

“E-Erwin,” You stammered, trying to focus on your words as his lips trailed down your jaw. “I thought you wanted to stop.”

“All I want is you.” His confession sent chills down your spine, and just as you were about to respond there was a knock on his door. Erwin covered your mouth as he continued to kiss down your neck and towards your chest. He managed to undo your top buttons with his teeth. He felt your breath against his hand, a soundless whimper as the knock came a second time making fear swirl with the growing heat in your stomach. You briefly considered biting his hand to get him to stop, but you didn’t want him to even as the knock came a third time.

“Commander Smith, Premier Zachary wanted those reports in tonight.” It was Miche. Erwin had managed to undo all your buttons, and he dropped his hand from your mouth to pull open your top.

“Commander Smith?”

“Just a moment,” He finally replied. He quietly let you down, and you noticed the hard outline in his pants as he walked back to his desk. He picked up a stack of papers then returned to the door. He put a finger to his lips, and you tensed when he opened the door.

“Here you are.” Erwin kept the door closed enough to hide you and his body angled to hide the stiffness in his pants.

“Are you coming to the bar?”

“Not tonight,” Erwin replied, and he noticed the amused smile on Miche’s face.

“Have a goodnight then, Commander, and please tell the Captain the same.” Your face burned red as Erwin closed and locked the door. He chuckled when you hid your face in your hands.

“He could definitely smell me.” Being forward in a private setting was one thing, but having someone else know made you want to disappear.

“Miche knows how to keep a secret,” Erwin assured you as he pulled you back in. Your mouth slanted to his, and any thought of Miche disappeared as Erwin’s tongue prodded at your lips.

Erwin recognized the bitter taste of alcohol, which he knew might be fueling your desires, and he was prepared to stop at any moment. You made quick work of his buttons, and he shed his shirt prompting you to do the same. The feeling of your skin against his made his heart race – he couldn’t believe he finally had you in his hands, so eager for him and what he could give you.

“I didn’t think you wanted me this way,” You admitted shyly, pausing to catch your breath as Erwin’s hands ran down your back.

“My dear, I want you in every way.”

“But you never-”

“I didn’t want to pressure you. If I had known this is what you wanted, I’d have happily obliged,” He assured you. Erwin’s hands moved lower, reaching under your thighs and lifting you back up between him and the door.

“I want to know every part of you, every sound, every move, how you taste, what you like. I want to worship you. I only wanted to be sure you wanted the same, but we can stop if you’re not ready.” You knew he was sincere, no matter how much he wanted you and how openly he confessed his desires. If you said you were done, he would be too. There were zero expectations, and zero pressure which only encouraged you.

“I want you.”

Your confidence was all Erwin needed to continue. He boosted you a little higher, his fingers dug into your thighs as he dropped his mouth to one of your breasts. Your breath hitched as he sucked a nipple into his mouth, and your head fell back against the door. He released one of your thighs which you kept hooked around his waist as his other hand worked on unzipping your pants. He switched to your other breast, and you gasped when his teeth grazed your nipple.

“Erwin,” You whined, wanting more.

“Sir,” He muttered against your skin, and your face burned a little brighter.

“And I believe I’ve advised you on patience before my little Captain.” He continued to suck and nip at your breasts. You felt his palm press against your clothed cunt, and briefly met his gaze when he looked up.

“Are you prepared to follow my every command?” He whispered, and you nodded quickly.

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Y-Yes, sir.” He smiled against your skin, his mouth leaving your breast and his hand returning to your thigh as he carried you. Erwin gently lowered you onto his desk. He pulled off your boots, then your pants taking your panties with them. Your skin dimpled at the rush of cool air, and your heart sped up as he lifted your legs, spreading you out before him.

“I’ve dreamt of you bent over my desk,” He mused. “Not even my dreams could compare to this.”

Erwin’s words continued to push away any doubt you may have had when you walked in. He knelt, hooking your legs over his shoulders and you could feel his breath against your thighs. Your stomach twisted in anticipation as he kissed down your inner thighs, purposely avoiding the place you wanted him to hit.

“You’re already so wet for me,” He muttered against your skin. “Are you really so desperate for my touch?”

“Yes, yes. It’s all I want, please,” You panted, nodding as he kissed closer to your core.

“Please?”

“S-Sir,” You stammered.

“I suppose I could have a taste.” You gasped as he dipped his tongue between your folds, his grip on your thighs tightening as if to tell himself to slow down – to savour you. His tongue circled your clit, and your body jolted in response as he repeated the motion. He glanced up at you, your hands held your breasts one pinching your nipple as your mouth hung slightly open. He sucked on your bundle of nerves, and your mouth opened a little wider in response causing him to pause. You whined as you lifted your head, looking down at him – at his perfect face between your thighs.

“You’ve never looked better,” You breathed, and a smile pulled at Erwin’s lips as he held your gaze.

“I would live between your thighs if I could,” He confessed. “But you’re holding back.”

“What if, if someone hears or Miche comes back?” Your breath stuttered as he dragged his pointer finger down your slit, and gently prodded at your entrance. You stared down at him as he lifted his hand, and licked your slick from his finger. That heat in your stomach grew when he smirked a little.

“Then they’ll hear you serving your Commander,” He teased, and it made your face redden. “But if that is such a concern, then try and hold back all you wish.”

Before you could say anything, Erwin’s mouth dropped back to your cunt, this time with a new hunger. You bit your lip hard as Erwin devoured you, expertly hitting every spot that made you squirm. He released one of your thighs, and you nearly bit through your lip as he pressed a finger into you. Your thighs tightened around his head, and you wondered how much longer you could hold out.

“Fuck,” You whispered, still trying to keep quiet. The papers on Erwin’s desk crinkled as you tried to find something to grip, something to ground you from the immense ecstasy that was Erwin’s tongue. Erwin added a second finger, seeking that soft spot that was sure to break you as one of your hands found the back of his head. He felt your grip tighten, and knew he found it the moment a moan finally escaped your lips.

“E-Erwin, please slow down,” You whined, but your request fell on deaf ears as he hit that spot again, and again, and again. His relentless pace had you barreling towards an orgasm, your back arched against his desk and you couldn’t get the words out as it crashed over you. The noise that left your lips was music to Erwin’s ears, and he pulled his mouth from your clit but kept his fingers moving as he looked up at you.

“I-I’ve never, I’ve-I’ve,” You had to pause, and noticed the pride that shone in Erwin’s eyes as he looked down at you, waiting for you to catch your breath.

“I’ve never cum that fast.”

“I know a thing or two,” He replied, pulling you back when your hips wiggled away.

“I-I just need a minute to...” But Erwin was already kissing down your thighs.

“How many can you give me?” He whispered, and you quickly realized what he was asking. It shouldn’t have surprised you. This was the man whose ambition and determination made him the best Commander the Scouts had ever had. His relentless will is who he was and of course, that would extend to the private parts of his life.

“Captain, I asked you a question,” Erwin reminded, pressing a kiss so close to your clit it made you shiver in delight. If you were being honest with yourself, you weren’t sure, but the thought of him lost between your thighs for a while longer had that warmth in your stomach reigniting.

“However many you want, My Commander.” The use of his title ignited something in his eyes. It was a name Erwin was used to hearing, but coming from you? Perfect little you, splayed out on his desk like a lavish meal – he would never be able to hear it the same way again.

“That’s my good girl.”

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When you said however many times you want, you were being bold. You were trying to play the game as well as he did, and part of you didn’t believe Erwin had the stamina to keep up with such an indulgent response. Yet here you were, still splayed across his desk. Your thighs trembling, your cunt dripping, and your throat sore as he pulled orgasm after orgasm out of you, and he hadn’t even fucked you.

“Just one more,” He requested, and you looked down at him. You could already see the bruises left behind by his fingerprints, small gifts left on your thighs and hips that would remind you of this moment long after it was over.

Erwin wiped his chin as he finally stood. His thumb replaced his lips against your swollen clit and your body shook in response, much to his pleasure as he eyed the mess you had made on his desk.

“I-I don’t think I can,” You confessed as he pulled you to a sitting position. He dropped his mouth to yours, pressing his tongue past your lips. Your mind was a haze, a haze of him, of his hands on your skin and your taste on his tongue. A string of saliva connected the two of you when he pulled back, he swiped it away with his thumb and pet your bottom lip as he held your gaze.

“You can,” He encouraged. “Or will you disappoint your Commander?”

“Of course not,” You objected.

“Good girl.” You trusted your weight in Erwin’s hands as he effortlessly turned you around. He pushed you back down on the desk, your cheek pressed against the crumpled papers and his hands briefly left you. You heard the undoing of his belt and realized you were the only one completely naked. How long had it been since you came into his office?

“Are you sure you still want more?” You nodded tiredly.

“I can take it,” You breathed, and Erwin chuckled. You felt him press a kiss to the back of your shoulder, and his breath sent chills down your spine.

“I know you can but tell me if anything hurts.” Erwin lifted one of your legs onto his desk before dragging his length between your folds. The anticipation returned, bringing with it a spike of energy you didn’t know you still had as he coated himself in your juices. Then you finally felt him, felt his hard, thick cock press against your entrance. His groan distracted you as he pushed past that first ring of muscle. Nothing could compare to the beautiful sound of his deep moans and his whispers of 'so good' and 'so tight' as he slowly sunk into you.

“You take me so well” Erwin mumbled once he was fully sheathed inside you. The stretch was a pleasurable sting. Your walls fluttered around his length, clenching as they molded against his cock, and he took a moment to enjoy your warmth and how perfectly he fit inside you.

“You were made for me.” Erwin’s compliments made your heart flutter, they made you want to please him and give him everything you could. So, when you felt ready and adjusted to his size you pressed on.

“M-More.” Erwin was impressed, he thought he had reached the limits of your stamina but here you were, trembling from the pleasure and exertion still asking for more. He regretted waiting so long. If he knew this is how badly you wanted him, needed him, he’d have given it all to you a year ago.

“I’ll give you everything,” He promised. You gripped the edge of the desk as Erwin pulled out, then pushed back in, his veins dragging along your velvety walls. His hands dug into the meat of your hips as his pace picked up enough to make the desk shake. You were lost in him, in his soft grunts, in how his hands held you in place, in his deep, commanding voice that made you want to bend to his will. You didn’t know if you’d ever get enough of him or how good he made you feel.

Erwin lifted your other leg onto his desk, and the new angle allowed his cock to graze your soft spot with every ruthless thrust. You felt tears spilling down your cheek as Erwin looped a hand beneath you, his fingers finding your over-sensitized clit. You were on the line between pain and pleasure, and an unfamiliar pressure between your legs had your mind spinning.

“I-I can’t,” You cried. “It’s too much, I-I-”

“You can,” He interrupted gently. “Just let go.”

Erwin’s pace didn’t slow. Your vision blurred at the edges as he drew tighter circles on your clit. Your body shuddered, and your nails dug into the wood of his desk. That pressure kept building, and only Erwin seemed to know where it was heading. You were dancing on the line, but you were still missing something.

“I-I just need a little more,” You pleaded, and Erwin found himself wondering what more could you possibly need.

“Tell me,” He demanded, slowing enough to give you a chance to speak. You managed to look back at him over your shoulder, his eyes dark with lust as he stared down at you.

“Cum,” You panted. “Cum inside me, please a-and don’t stop.”

Erwin didn’t need the please, the request was enough for him to return to his ruthless pace but your sweet 'please' and 'don’t stop' were the cherry on top. You were so perfect, so beautiful bent over his desk just like he had imagined. No, not even his imagination couldn’t compare to the sight of his cock plunging in and out of you. You really were made for him. Erwin’s hips stuttered, his thrusts slowing as a low moan escaped his lips and his cum poured inside of you.

“Is this what you wanted?” He whispered, thrusting into you slowly and deeply. “To be filled by your Commander, to be mine and mine alone?”

“Yes, yes, yes…” You cried.

“Then be my good little Captain and give me what you promised.” You were right there, right on the edge as he fucked his cum into you, but his words were the last thing you needed to let it all go. That pressure exploded, and you felt a gush between your legs, coating your thighs and Erwin’s in your pleasure. You screamed till your voice went silent, your back arching painfully as your nails dug into the desk.

“That’s it, that’s a good girl. Let it all out,” Erwin cooed. You barely heard him above the pleasure, your body collapsed on his desk, and your vision briefly darkened. Erwin pulled out of you, watching his cum mix with your juices as they dripped down your thighs. It was truly a beautiful sight to behold. He called your name, and when you didn’t respond he carefully lifted you off his desk.

“Come back,” He spoke gently, holding your trembling body against his as he took a seat in the office chair behind him.

“I’m right here, I’ve got you,” He whispered against your skin. It took you a moment, your lids felt heavy as you opened them and you smiled when you saw Erwin’s concerned face.

“Are you alright, my dear?”

“Was that good?” You asked, answering his question with your own and Erwin almost laughed.

“That was everything I wanted and more. You are incredible.” Your smile grew a little as Erwin lifted you into his arms, and your head fell against his shoulder.

“I love you,” You mumbled. “My Commander.”

“You’re going to have to stop calling me that.” You managed a small laugh.

“Does my voice have such an effect on you?”

“Everything about you has an effect on me,” He replied. “And after tonight I won’t be able to think of my title in any other way.”

“Good,” You replied, staring up at him with so much love in your eyes Erwin thought he would melt. He noticed you fighting sleep and pressed a gentle kiss against your forehead.

“Rest, I’ll take care of everything else.”

[ohmypawsandwhiskers]

WIP Wednesday

I was tagged by @topaz-carbuncle to share something for WIP Wednesday! So, I figured I share a part of the next chapter for 'Of Devils and Monsters' (which has been written mostly but needs to be typed up and this provided me with some incentive to do so XD) and I just also love these two dorks and need their story to progress, and this just helps to reignite that fire for me!

“Fuck!” A knock at the door startled Lozen from her beading, the needle pricking her finger with more force than was needed to go through the cloth, drawing a small pinprick of crimson. Her already foul mood became worse at the intrusion[[ Expand more with description of this rather than stating it.]]. “I’m still here, you can piss off now and tell Shadis to relax or else his face will end up with a permanent scowl.”

“I would be willing to bet it’s too late for such a prevention,” Erwin’s voice came from the other side of the door, “but I will be sure to pass along the message all the same.”

Dread pooled in her stomach at the thought of having to be at the receiving end of the lecture she’d somehow avoided up until this point. She was tense enough as it was, hands as shaky as her hold onto the present as the past lapped at her heels, threatening to pull her under as it had done at the top of that tree. She set down the cloth she was working on and rose from her desk, feet heavy as she crossed over to crack open the door. “Look, Sir, I know I was-“

“Right now, I’m not here as a superior officer, but rather as a concerned friend,” he interrupted with a smile that made her heart break at how it brought to mind a younger, more open version of him. “You were absent at dinner.”

“I didn’t feel much like eating,” she muttered, her eyes glancing down to her feet for a moment before shrugging and meeting his gaze again. “Still feeling that way to be honest, in case you’re here to convince me otherwise.”

“I would hardly force you to do something that you did not wish to do,” he offered. “It would be foolish of me to attempt to achieve such a loft aspiration,” his smile reassured her, stifling the little voice in the back of her had that called for her to wrap the conversation up quickly.

“Yeah, it would. So what is it? As you can see clearly, I’m fine. If that’s all, I’d really like to get back to beading.”

“I wanted to invite you to join me in my office. I have some paperwork that will take a while. I’m willing to bet you’ll be up late as well, so why suffer late nights in solitude? I’ll put on a kettle-“

“No reprimanding lectures?”

“I will grant you a pass for tonight,” Erwin offered up a hand as though he was swearing into a court of law, only lowering his hand as the corners of his lips drew upwards. “The kitchen sent up a dessert platter as a thank you- oh, my apologies. You wouldn’t be interested in that, I suppose.”

She pursed her lips, scrunching up her nose and crossing her arms over her chest. “Nobody likes a smart ass.”

“You’re right. That was very uncouth. My apologies. I’ll drop it, say no more.” He turned as though to leave, mostly hiding the growing smile of success as he made his final play, and was stopped by her firm grip on his arm.

“I said no one likes a smart ass, not that I wasn’t going to relieve you of at least half of those sweets.” Lozen poked him in the chest with her forefinger as a smile fought to break through the schooled scowl she wore while she returned to her room to grab her beading supplies. In the few moments that gained her, she had gained victory in maintaining the cross look, but he could still see the way the light danced in her eyes with a bit of hope as she said, “Lead the way.”

They're dorks, your honor, and I am obsessed with them.

No pressure tags: @askweisswolf @sleepy-sham @littlerequiem @atruewarrior @musings-and-fandoms

@aurumni-writes @liveforlevi and anyone else that would like to do this! (I get anxious about tagging people, so let me know if you want to be included!)

[nickineuw]

Hey everyone!! Work has kept me extremely busy lately, plus I had major surgery in the beginning of May so I haven’t had time for much. But….I decided to finally started writing a multi-chapter Rivamika fanfic. I’ve had this idea in my head for a while, and I think I’m finally somewhat happy with Chapter 1. I need to join AO3 so I can share it there, but for now here it is. I might modify it slightly before I share on AO3.

Brief summary….first of all, it’s an AU. the idea is that Levi, a successful and wealthy New York lawyer, and Mikasa, an up and coming fashion photographer also from NY, end up staying *very* close to each other while vacationing in a small town in Maryland.

Also, keep in mind I am a scientist. I enjoy writing and reading, but I am not a skilled creative writer like some fanfic authors are. I try!

Title: A Week in Oxford

Chapter 1: Much Needed Break

Levi - Lower Manhattan, New York

Exhausted but finally feeling at ease, Levi began to pack his documents from the trial into his sleek, black leather briefcase. After a long and extensive jury trial, his client, Dimo Reeves, was found not guilty for the crimes of securities fraud and embezzlement, but was found guilty of the misdemeanor of obstruction of justice. The client was more than pleased with the outcome, since the obstruction of justice charge was fairly minor and resulted in simply year one of supervised probation. The evidence against his client for the other two charges was overwhelming, but Mr. Reeves, a prominent Wall Street trader, hired Levi as his lawyer due to Levi’s impressive track record and tenacity for casting doubt on minute aspects of the crime and evidence. The prosecutors were pushing for 10-15 years of incarceration if he were to be found guilty by the jury. But, Levi had won, yet again. He was able to discover small details in the evidence and slight loopholes in the wording of the law to cast just enough doubt in the juror’s minds, and so they found Mr. Reeve’s not guilty. This is where Levi excelled. Over the last decade, he had proven himself to be a highly sought after attorney throughout New York. He had a mind that could easily find these small inconsistencies in both the evidence and the laws, and his skills in arguing and persuasion were second to no one. For all he lacked in stature, he made up for in his tenacity and cutthroat methods in the courtroom, willing to push the comfort level of the judge but knowing when to stop. To put it simply, in the courtroom Levi Ackerman was an imposing threat to the prosecutors that worked against him. This track record skyrocketed Levi as one of the partners of a now top legal group in New York, Smith and Ackerman. His partner and long time best friend, Erwin, glanced at Levi with a wicked smile on his face.

“What? I know that look. It’s usually never good.”

“Am I not allowed to smile? I am well aware of your amazing career history, but even I am impressed with how you managed this case, Levi. Two years and too many sleepless nights for you, my friend. This decision today was solely based on your impressive mind and work ethic. Choosing you as my partner four years ago is a gamble that has paid off well.”

“Tsk, what gamble? You act as if you haven’t been my closest friend for the last 12 years.”

“Even if you were my enemy, I would have chosen you. No one else can command a courtroom the way you can, Levi,” Erwin replied with a smirk. “Now that this case is finally over, I do believe you owe me a promise.”

Levi rolled his eyes, knowing that Erwin would not be one to easily let this go.

“Erwin, I’m fine. I don’t need to go on a shitty break to a shitty small town. Work keeps my mind occupied and you know how much I hate leaving the city.”

“Levi, you can’t continue to live like this. Trust me, your work ethic is above and beyond anything I could have imagined. But, you haven’t taken a day off of work in four years… and that was only because you had to attend your uncle's funeral. I’m convinced if I don’t force this, you would work everyday until you die a crippled, elderly man in a sterile apartment with nothing but career accomplishments to your name. You need a break. You need to interact with people, make friends and connections other than myself or Hange. It’s healthy to take a break and meet people. And you and I both know how much a change of atmosphere might help with your ongoing sleep problems -“

“What sleep problems? I sleep like a baby.”

Rolling his eyes, Erwin knew better. “ Hange says she has to know by this evening. Apparently someone has expressed an interest in renting the cottage during the same week as you.”

“Fine. I’ll think about it while I drive home and give Hange a call either way.”

Knowing that was as good as he was going to get from his cranky, small friend….Erwin nodded.

“Thank you.. Now, I need to get home and take a shower. This courtroom is stifling and I’m fairly certain it hasn’t been dusted properly in over a week.”

Erwin simply chuckled at his friend's quirks, knowing virtually all there was to know about the man who could intimidate an entire courtroom with just his glare, but who was equally as petrified of dust and dirt.

“Levi, as much as I would love to return home myself, there is a rather large crowd of members of the press waiting to speak to us. But, I know your distaste for them, so I will take the lead. The only thing I ask of you is to please behave and mind your temper.”

With another roll of his eyes, Levi began to walk toward the exit of the courtroom. He knew they meant well, but Erwin and Hange could be, well, imposing. They constantly nagged Levi about his workaholic tendencies and urged him to “get out there and meet people.” They asked about Levi’s sleep habits, knowing he suffered from insomnia, although Levi himself has never disclosed to his two closest friends the exact reasons why. The three of them met while attending Cornell University, although Levi was a freshman during the time Erwin and Hange were already juniors despite being the same age. Regardless, sharing an off-campus apartment together brought them close, and the three of them have remained friends since. While Erwin and Levi both attended law school and passed the New York State Bar exam, Hange received her phD in microbiology and works at New York-Presbyterian Hospital as a microbiologist.

Levi felt somewhat refreshed by the cool October air that encompassed him as he stepped outside of the courtroom, with Erwin and Mr. Reeves’s not far behind him. However, it didn’t take long for the hordes of journalists and cameras to force their way into his personal space, immediately agitating Levi and putting him on edge. He didn’t even do well with people he liked invading his space, let alone complete strangers. .

“Mr. Ackerman, how does it feel to be one of the top bachelor’s in New York City?”

“Mr. Ackerman, can you give us a statement on the jury’s decision today? What are your feelings right now?”

While Levi hated the press and attention, he knew this was part of his job. However, Erwin was much more cordial and well spoken, which made him better equipped to handle the PR aspects of their position, so Levi usually left this part to him. Levi’s temper flared though, when one particularly sleezy duo of journalist and cameraman would not relent, and asked Levi a question that went too far.

“Mr. Ackerman, do you feel guilty for willingly representing someone who scammed his clients out of millions? Especially given your own personal history of criminal acts?”

As soon as Erwin heard the question, he tensed. Before he could even react further, Levi had grabbed the camera from the man and slammed it toward the ground, smashing it into pieces. The crowd silenced, and Levi immediately felt every eye on him.

Without missing a beat, and with a broad smile reaching across his photogenic face, Erwin began, “Well then, with that I am glad to take any questions you have for my partner and I regarding the court’s decision in our case today.”

As Levi started to walk away, head down, he thought to himself perhaps he did need a break.

Mikasa - Murray Hill, New York

Mikasa was browsing through the results of her photo shoot today in Murray Hill. Graduating from Columbia University four years ago with a degree in photography, she quickly made a name for herself as a sought after fashion photographer in the city. Not only is it impressive that she was accepted into Columbia, with only a 4% acceptance rate, she was also offered a full scholarship. Of course, being named as the Valedictorian of her graduating high school class helped quite a bit. Mikasa had always been naturally smart, but when paired with her outstanding work ethic and participation in a variety of extracurriculars, she was a perfect candidate for selection for the highly prestigious scholarship Columbia offered her.

After chatting with her client for a bit letting them know when they would be receiving an email of edited proofs, Mikasa packed up her laptop and made the short walk from the studio to the parking garage. Unlike most New Yorkers, Mikasa insisted on bringing her car when she moved into her one-bedroom apartment in the neighborhood of Hell's Kitchen, New York. There was just too much to explore; too much to see. She usually spent weekends taking long drives outside of the city in search of any and everything she could photograph. Sure, she paid a pretty penny for the parking spot in her neighborhood, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. Besides, her monthly rent of $2,500 was actually quite a steal for the modern, light-filled apartment that she always kept clean and organized. It had all of the necessities….a nice sized bedroom with surprisingly large closet space, a small but full kitchen, even a washer and dryer combo. The money she was making as a fashion photographer certainly didn’t make her rich, but she was more comfortable than she anticipated being at only 25. Plus, she was happy…at least as far as her career was concerned.

It was the middle of October, and the cool breeze and vibrant shades of leaves on the small trees dotting the sidewalks indicated fall had finally arrived. Mikasa loved this time of year, and it reminded her of growing up with the Yeager family in a suburb about an hour outside of the city. Although she suffered from an unimaginable loss as a young child, her years with the Yeager family were filled with love and support. Her second set of parents enrolled her in photography classes, supported her when she felt overwhelmed from her studies and duties as class president, and never missed a single one of her high school soccer games.

Her adoptive brother, Eren, was like a real brother to her in many ways, and she always found herself watching out for him due to his reckless ways. They were the same age, same year in school, and even went to college close to each other. Eren majored in software development and was now working in Philadelphia as a video game designer. He was never as studious as Mikasa was in high school, but he seemed to blossom in his college classes and seemed very happy with his career choice. Their close childhood friend Armin, who graduated as salutatorian right behind Mikasa, also attended Columbia and received his MBA. He also worked in Philadelphia and he and Eren were currently sharing a two bedroom apartment together as roommates.

The relationship between Mikasa and Eren wasn’t always healthy though, and she fears that her co-dependency on him has made it difficult for her to form bonds and friendships with others. One of the reasons Eren repeatedly pushed her away is her tendency to mother those she holds close. Even Armin had mentioned it from time to time. She was well aware of this, but why should she change who she is to please others? So what if she cared too much for people she felt close to? It was a part of who she was, and she didn’t see any need to change that fact.

Aside from Eren, Armin, and her college best friend Sasha, Mikasa didn’t really have anyone else she would consider as more than an acquaintance. Sasha often urged her to meet people and do things other than solitary drives to take photographs. At first, Mikasa dismissed those thoughts. Lately though, she has found herself feeling somewhat lonely, and aching for a connection and companionship. Part of her decision to work in New York and not follow Eren and Armin to Philadelphia was so she could give herself physical distance from the unhealthy relationship that developed between her and Eren over the years. Mikasa knew it was better for her to move on, to find someone who would dedicate their entire self to her and not just lure her in when it was convenient for them. Mikasa truly did want a companion and love, but with such a busy schedule and a small handful of friends, she had no idea how to go about meeting anyone. Plus, she craved for someone who accepted her, flaws and all.

About halfway through her drive home, her phone rang. She pressed the button on her vehicle’s control center to answer via Bluetooth.

“Hey Mikasa! Just wanted to call to check in, see how things went with your big photoshoot this week.”

“Oh hey Sasha! It went really well, the photos turned out amazing… I think the clients are going to be very happy with the finished product.”

“Mika that’s so great! I’m so proud of you! Wanna head out tonight to celebrate? There’s this new restaurant I’ve been dying to try, plus I hear the drinks are amazing too!”

“Actually, I decided I need to get away for a bit. I know it’s last minute, but I think I’m gonna book that AirBnB I was checking out in Maryland the other day.”’

“Seriously Mika? Wow that’s so awesome….damn I wish I could take off a few days and go with! You have to let me know how all of the yummy seafood is down there!!!”

Rolling her eyes, yet smiling, because Mikasa knew how food obsessed her best friend was, she replied, “You know I will Sasha…I always take pics for you too.”

“Yay! Mikasa I’m so happy for you. And who knows? Maybe you’ll meet someone while you’re there,” Sasha said with a wink.

“Sasha….the town has a population of 600 people. I highly doubt there would be someone there I could meet.”

“You never know Mikasa! Okay be safe, love ya!”

With a smile, Mikasa replied “You know it. Love you too.”

The cottage was located in a town called Oxford, which had a population of only 600 people. Being a photographer, she was immediately impressed by the contrast of the red park bench which sat just in front of the grey cottage with its dark green shutters. Near the winding brick sidewalk, tulips bloomed in reds, yellows, and whites. She longed to take more photographs of it, and could only imagine how beautiful the entire town must be as well. The cottage had an open floor plan with only one bed and one couch, but this was more than adequate for her needs. Last week, Mikasa had sent a brief email to the host, someone by the name of Hange, and Mikasa was pleased to see that the cottage was available during the week she had in mind. However, due to work demands, Mikasa never had a chance to follow up on the email.

Upon entering her apartment, she decided to open her laptop and view the cottage again, as well as do some research on the surrounding area. She was excited to see that the small town of Oxford and surrounding area provided numerous opportunities for her photography hobby. Sitting along the shores of the Chesapeake Bay, the area offered opportunities for her to photograph not only the nature of the area, but also take photos of the hard working local people, known as waterman, who made their living fishing and crabbing on the Chesapeake Bay. There were gorgeous Civil-War era estates to explore, state parks to hike, rivers to kayak, and top-rated seafood restaurants to indulge in. Nearby towns like Easton and St. Michael’s offered boutiques, coffee shops, and local artisan crafts.

Upon checking the website calendar, Mikasa saw that the week she wanted, which started the next day, was still available. Without thinking it over too much, Mikasa clicked on the tab to book her one week stay at the small cottage. Within minutes of making her payment, she received an automatic email from the host. She quickly opened her email app and read that the key would be left under the doormat, and it also provided the exact address. Under the doormat? Didn’t these rentals usually have lockboxes with access codes? Then again, she was going to a very rural place. Maybe things there were just done differently than they were in the city? She pulled her suitcase from her closet and began to pack, excited for her last minute decision to make something happen in her life. The next morning, she would make the drive from New York to the town of Oxford, Maryland.

While Mikasa was excited for the chance to relax and explore a new area, she knew better than to get her hopes up about meeting new people. The town she was traveling to had such a small population, and even the surrounding area was mostly rural. However, the possibility still existed, right? Surely there was someone for her out there, somewhere. Someone who accepted her for who she was….someone who wanted all of her. Maybe she would meet someone special on this trip?

Levi - That evening, Tribeca

Levi pulled his sleek, black Audi into the parking garage under his apartment building. He knew he had royally messed up today, and he knew a lecture from Erwin was forthcoming. But, for now; all he desired was some calming music, a soothing cup of tea, and the view and ambience of his 20th floor apartment. He entered the elevator, hit the floor for 20, and exhaled loudly as he leaned back against the elevator wall. The elevator door opened, and he made the short walk to his door. He immediately felt a sense of calm wash over him when he entered his home. The sleek, grey and black modern furniture he selected contrasted beautifully with the exposed brick walls left after renovations. His kitchen had top of the line, chef grade appliances he loved using while creating new culinary dishes. He had a vast collection of various, rare tea leaves stored in metal tins in a cabinet which took up nearly an entire wall. Windows reaching from floor to ceiling provided a gorgeous view of the city skyline from the 20th floor. Levi wasn’t always fortunate enough to live this way, and while he did appreciate the finer things that his new life could afford, he never forgot his roots and where he came from. Perhaps that’s why he holds himself to such high standards in every aspect of his life now. He knows what it feels like to have nothing, and the fear of people seeing beyond the mask he has created for himself was always lurking. Even that sleezy journalist from earlier today took a low jab at Levi’s past, reminding him that he could never truly escape from who he once was.

While the material things were nice, Levi knew they didn’t make him truly happy. Sure, he had a successful career. He had two close friends. He was well known throughout the city as a tenacious lawyer. He had a gorgeous apartment, a shiny new car, and money to spare. But he wasn’t happy. Not the kind of happy he longed for….a romantic companion. Maybe even love. But, he knew he had a pretty shitty personality, and it was nearly impossible for him to open up to new people. He had no clue how he could find something as elusive as love when he could barely tolerate most people. Still, deep down, Levi craved the feeling of someone who he could call his. Someone who supported him, wasn’t after his money, and who loved him for him. Erwin and Hange were good to Levi, he knew that. He appreciated their friendship. But Levi had never truly experienced love before, in any capacity. Not any he could remember at least. Maybe that’s why he craved for it so badly? Levi didn’t even know where to start though. Hell, he had never even been in a real relationship. His experiences with women were limited to one-night stands and flings, and even those ended years ago as his career began to take up more and more of his time. He knew he had impossibly high standards, and he always seemed to find something wrong with women who were interested in him. Erwin and Hange encouraged him to try to have a more open mind, but when it came to something as important as a relationship, Levi didn’t want to settle. But, Levi was nearly 37 years old. It was high time he took steps to make this happen. Someone was out there, someone made just for him. Someone who wasn’t perfect, but who was perfect for him. Someone like that had to exist? Right?

For now, Levi thought he would start with baby steps. Getting away for a week seemed like a good place to start. His friend, Hange, inherited a cottage in a small town on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. She had been begging him incessantly to take her up on the offer to stay there for a week, knowing how badly her friend needed time to relax and decompress from his career. He didn’t even know much about the area, only that it was about a 5 hour drive away and was quite rural. As he pondered, Levi thought this was a healthy first step toward exiting his comfort zone, which was basically staying exclusively in the city, and addicting himself with work. Without thinking about it too much, Levi grabbed his cell and hit the contact button for Hange. She answered nearly immediately.

“Levi! To what do I owe the pleasure? Also, I saw that slight mishap on the news earlier….don’t worry, I think he totally deserved it!”

Grumbling, Levi decided that maybe calling Hange was a bad idea after all. The last thing he needed right now was to be reminded of his poor decision making skills earlier in the day. Hange never was one who fully understood boundaries, though. He decided to look past it for now.

“While I appreciate the sentiment, I’m actually calling to see if your offer to stay in the cottage is still good for the week..”

“What? Is this my friend Levi? Levi Ackerman? Willingly asking about taking a week off of work? Are you being held at gunpoint? Is there someone coercing you right now?”

“I’m serious, four-eyes. After today, I decided maybe I really do need this break. I know it’s last minute, but can I stay there or what?”

Without even checking her app, Hange excitedly exclaimed “Of course you can! Well, I did have someone ask about it last week for the same time slot, but I never heard back from her so it’s definitely available. And you know you don’t need to book through the website….this is on me!”

“Hange, I’m only taking you up on this if you accept payment. We’ve been over this before. And for the love of God, I’m only staying there if someone other than you has been cleaning it. Oh…and make sure you mark it as booked on the Airbnb site….last thing I need is some random showing up because you forgot to update the calendar.”

“Of course I’ll update it, I. I’m not an idiot. Yes, my friend Nanaba lives in the area and she cleans and maintains it for me. Well, the key for the cottage is under the doormat. I’ll send you the address. Bye!”

Under the doormat? Didn’t most people have lockboxes with access codes for these rentals? Levi thought his strange friend was a little too trusting at times, but he dismissed it. All he knew is he would be leaving the next morning, to make the drive from New York to the small town of Oxford, Maryland. Levi pulled his suitcases from his closet and started the process of meticulously packing his things.

Little did Levi know that his friend Hange went to sleep peacefully that night, never once updating the Airbnb calendar, never checking her email or app, and not noticing whatsoever how royally she herself had fucked up.

[angelanimedesaray]

📚,🥐, and 🦋for the truth and dare game!

Hellooo! It's good to see you, thank you so much for gracing my inbox 🥰 and for an ask game too, ack, it's been a good week 🥰

Okay! Yes! The questions.

📚 What's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app?

Okay, two things. 1) I am super old school, i like physical books, physical notes, i have three corkboars, index cards on pins with tags handing from them, stacks of partially used notebooks, and sticky notes literally covering the wall and desk and bookshelf within arms reach of the computer. So this is not a notes app entry, cause i dont use it, its the last sticky note i put on the wall. And 2) this is going to be spoilers for one of my series because it was dialogue that occurred to me for near endgame of one of my big stories. But I think the fact that it's massively out of context even for those actively reading the series because it's so far down the road HELPS.

So, having said that, what it was, is:

Erwin, thank you, for allowing me to step into the light and take this journey. Hange, I'm forever grateful for all your help in unfurling my wings. And Levi...everything I have ever been and could be, I give to you. The wind lifting my wings ever higher.

🥐 Name one internet reference that will always make you laugh.

Honestly, any good placed reference will always land right with me. I'm the fool that always quotes road work ahead, I can't help it lol. I'm also a sucker for Sanders Vines. BUT for this I chose a Tumblr post about video games from back in the day that is 100000% my playstyle in dnd and video games hahahaha (which one depends on how badly actual stealth goes haha).

"I love that there are two approaches to stealth games. It's either no bodies for the guards to notice or no guards left to notice the bodies." "No one can call the cops if there's no one to call the cops."

🦋 Share something that has been on your heart and mind lately.

Oof, um...it's hard not to get heavy on this one 😅 I mean, I've been thinking a LOT about the deeper topics of life, ngl, which makes sense with a lot of what's going on in my life right now. My dad's been having a lot of medical issues pop up, mothers day is tomorrow and I've been ruminating on a pretty deep letter to write her to go with some flowers I bought her, my brother LITERALLY just graduated high school and I spent the ceremony comforting my little sister whose distraught and told me she's going to be the only one left, like...oof. lots of thoughts about life right now on the one hand. On the other, funnily enough, just yesterday I was talking to my dad, who watched aot as well, and we were talking about the overarching theme of breaking cycles of hatred and how it unfortunately went over the heads of a LOT of people who end up in a twist of bitter irony further illustrating the point 🤷‍♀️, and that was a pretty deep conversation because of my dad's life experiences and what he teaches for a living now, so yeah. Pfft, just "light" over coke floats and tuxedo Sundays in a hidden corner ma and pop ice cream shop conversation, you know 😅

Coincidentally, this question comes at an interesting weekend cause it's been the weekend for heavy topics in Angel's head so far, and there's still a whole nother day to get through 😅

Thanks for the questions!!! I think this is the most attention an ask game I've posted has gotten and I'm loving it 🥰

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thank you for the tag @sixpennydame + @youre-ackermine!! <3

I'm currently working on my oc x levi longfic as its been a while since I jumped back into it! I'm still unused to writing Erwin, since I tend to just go for levi x reader, with a bit of hange thrown in, but I'm proud of this section!

“I don’t understand what it is that you’re planning. She’s just a Mitras brat who decided to play soldier.” Erwin looks across at the shorter man, taking in the way his eyebrows draw together in annoyance and he lets out a small chuckle, which does nothing to calm Levi’s frustration. Erwin finds himself entirely unsurprised given the other man’s past, which is why he's determined for this outcome to be quite different. For both of their sakes. “I see. When Miche told me about her, he said he saw her running as if her life depended on it and for all we know, it very well might have done. Who would run away and choose to face the titans instead? I could guess someone with a strong drive to survive would.” “I would have guessed someone who's either crazy or suicidal. What a combination for a scout to have.” Levi mutters half-heartedly, holding back an eye-roll, “After the expedition, wanna place a bet on which one it ends up being?” Erwin sighs, letting his eyes fall to the muddy floor beneath them as his mind conjures a million scenarios involving the new soldier. He had promised Keith that he wouldn’t disappoint him, that this scout was what they needed. Someone with a fire inside them that went beyond joining out of a hatred for the titans, someone who had seen the worst of humanity which gave them the push to face the horror of the titans. He needed someone who has experienced how bleak the world can be, yet still fights for something.   “Maybe you’re right, but I have a good feeling about her. Which is why I want you to continue to watch her.”

Tagging: anyone who wishes to share their wips as well! (I'm a few days late and don't want to annoy people who may have already been tagged! <3)

WIP Wednesday

I just saw this today, @themadlu, so I will definitely use it to showcase some more of my upcoming silly/sexy fic, Press Four For More! (tropes: sex worker!levi ackerman, phone sex, slow burn, etc.)

“Do you have a glass or bottle of water near you?” The switch up lessens the tension in your shoulder blades in an instant. His voice is just as crooning, deep and inviting, but it’s nice to simply be asked. “Nope.” “Then go get one.” The demand does something to you. Without thinking twice you begin to rock up on your heels, standing at full height. “Okay, Mr. Bossy.” “Isn’t that what you wanted?” he asks with a sprinkle of sarcasm. “Someone who has their shit together, if I read right.”

npr: @eupheme , @inklore , @peachdues @littlerequiem !!

[levi-my-beloved]

Oooo I have a request where reader is a scout and she has been with levi for a few years, then one day she gets lost during a mission and everyone assumes she’s dead (levi never gives up hope) but she was actually taken to marley. when levi and the gang go to marley before erens attack he ends up seeing her and tries to make her come with them but her memories are gone so she has no idea who he is or what hes talking about. Hope this is okay!

Til Death Do Us Part (Part One)

Pairing: Canon!Levi x F!Reader

Word Count: 6K

Warnings: Canon typical violence, grief, brief mention of self harm thoughts

A/N: did i have to look at an old post of mine to remember my formatting? yes, yes i did, it's been that long since i've posted ajkdibfiebgbeik.

ANON! i hope you don't mind me taking a few creative liberties with this, because the concept has me actually frothing at the mouth. like you've inspired a two, maybe three parter long fic which has been stuck in my head for MONTHS NOW! please i have such ideas for the next few parts but, i hope you enjoy part one!

Part 2

Tagging: @maries-gallery (there you are sweets)

Signature for a funding request? Done. Levi mentally crossed off one of the endless tasks on his list of things to do tonight. He’d had very little time recently, with Eren being kidnapped, finding out Kenny the Ripper was his uncle, Historia’s coronation, and now Erwin’s plan to take back Wall Maria. Paperwork had been stacking up, most noticeably the letters to families of the dead. There were times he felt like he was just repeating himself, each note feeling more and more insincere as the words ‘I regret to inform you’ burned in his mind, and for a man with no regrets, he sure as shit had to write about a lot of them. Levi didn’t know how much longer he would do this specific task tonight, he’d already taken a break to sign off on a few funding requests, training approvals, squad shifts, but now the long, long list of names beckoned him back into his abyss of grief, prompting him to think of all the comrades he’d lost in this seemingly fruitless war.

At least, with Eren’s newfound hardening ability, they actually stood a chance of retaking what was once lost, and that though alone kept Levi going, kept his wrist moving in the repetitive letters of his name. Though his fingers started to cramp, he just wanted to get this one pile done before taking another break to do different work. Four more to go, just four more…

“Need some help?” your voice carried from the doorway between his office and your shared bedroom, and Levi glanced up to where you were standing, leaning against the hardwood frame, your arms crossed over your chest, clad in one of his shirts, in soft disapproval as you watched him work, although your face held nothing but gentle understanding. Levi only realised how terrible his posture was when his back sighed in relief as he straightened up, looking to you as if you’d just offered him a fresh cup of tea, which of course, you were going to.

“You shouldn’t be awake, Corporal,” you chuckled at the use of your title, your feet padding against the floorboards as you walked over to him, your hands instantly travelling to knead his stiff shoulders, smiling delicately as he melted into your touch, posture relaxing against the back of his chair. You stooped to deliver a kiss to the top of his head, your thumbs digging a groan from his throat as you relieved his muscles of tension, inhaling his clean, almost lemony scent from the shampoo he used.

“And you shouldn’t still be working, Captain,” you retorted, your heart swelling as his hand covered your own on his shoulder, taking it to brush your knuckles against his lips, a silent thank you. His absent hum had you stooping, your arms draping down his front as you looked at what he was working on, your brows pinching in aching empathy as your eyes scanned his writing. Letters to the families of the fallen. No wonder he didn’t want to come to bed. “You know you shouldn’t do these so late, you won’t sleep, and we’ll need you tomorrow. More than ever.,” you softly chastised, looking at his face out of the corner of your eye. Levi rolled his own eyes, knowing you were right but not wanting to admit it. Comfort spread throughout his chest as your head rested against his in such a way he could feel your jaw muscles move as you talked.

You two fell into a blanket of silence, content to enjoy the moment of domesticity in a world where death lurks around every corner. He may not say it as often as he knew he should, but Levi was so grateful for you. Ever since you had wandered into his life and completely threw him for a loop, he was so so grateful for you, that you were here, alive, healthy. Still with him, like you had been for five years now. Five of the best, yet most terrifying years of his life. Terrifying because he was so scared of losing you. He was so scared of you dying out there. Of him never being able to say the things he can’t right now, not whilst there was still the danger of either, or both of you dying.

‘Will you marry me?’ was one of those things. One of the things he could never bring himself to ask. He wasn’t scared you would reject him, he was actually more scared of you saying yes. Simply because the thought of losing you having promised ‘til death do us part’ was even more harrowing. And he couldn’t do that. He simply couldn’t. So the silver ring just sits in his desk drawer, the one that needs the key, and has been sitting there for the last seven months.

The absence of your touch brought him back, looking up to see you dragging a chair over to his desk and planting yourself by his side, a spare, black feather pen grasped firmly in your hand as you split the second stack of papers. You always knew what he needed. Even before you two started seeing each other, you would often knock on his door late in the evening to offer your assistance. The first time it happened he thought you were just trying to kiss his ass into giving you a promotion, but it was only until after talking to you did he realise you really didn’t want that.

“I’ll be honest, Sir, the paperwork you have to do is enough to put anybody off that sort of thing. I’m happy where I am now.”

After that he came to expect your nightly visits, often bringing some sort of warm beverage and stolen treats you’d cheekily nicked from the kitchens. He always vowed to one day to dob you in if you continued, tell the cooks exactly where their desserts went, but of course he never did. Turns out Levi has a secret sweet tooth not even he  was aware of. But of course you knew. Somehow. You always knew.

His eyes glanced down to the movement of your pen, noticing how it perfectly mimicked his writing, flawlessly copying his style as the ink seeped into the parchment. The softest smile drew across his lips, before he leaned over, placing a small kiss against your temple. For a moment he thought you were too engrossed in your work to notice, until your other hand crossed over to take his, squeezing gently in gratitude.

Once again that blanket wrapped you in a comfortable silence, the only sounds from either of you being the monotonous scribble of metal quill on paper, the occasional little tink tink of the glass ink pot you shared, steady breaths and soft sighs as one letter became two, two became four and soon the ‘done’ pile started to look just as voluminous as the ‘to-do’ pile. And yet Levi couldn’t take his mind off that ring. That question. His fears. Should he marry you before he lost you? Would it be better to officially declare your dedication to each other before one of you died? Or should he propose after the war was over, when humanity was free from the tyranny of titans and everyday became a little safer? And yet that fucking ring taunted him. Calling him to ask you, to at least consider it with you, until–

“I’m going to marry you.”

The scratching of your pen stopped, as did your breathing. The impact of his words landing a solid hit on your concentration, mercilessly throwing you off rhythm, only for you to land in this new conversation. Struggling to recover, you slowly placed the pen down in fear of dropping it. You didn’t quite know where the tears in your eyes sprung from, which emotion had prompted such a response, but you finally chalked it down to joy. Pure, unadulterated joy.

“Right now? You should have told me, I would have got dressed.” you breathed, not quite having the tone of confident humour you would have liked. But Levi knew your uncontainable smile wasn’t from the little joke you made. He knew your searching eyes weren’t looking for some sort of humorous reaction from him, but rather any sign of deceit or doubt. He let you investigate, knowing you wouldn’t find anything other than his undying devotion to you. Your pupil’s dilating in realisation told him exactly what he’d expected.

Levi reached for your left hand, suddenly finding it difficult to hold your teary gaze as he confessed what had been on his mind lately, his thumb and forefinger gently squeezing and kneading the base of your ring finger, twisting the symbol of your union as if it was already there.

“Everything’s so… uncertain, right now. But with Eren finally proving useful, we might be in with a shot of sealing that fucking wall. Another step closer to ending this godforsaken war. If we make it out the other side, when this war is over… I’m going to marry you. That’s a promise.” when he managed to regain his courage to look you in the eye, his heart skipped a beat. Never had he seen his own emotions reflected quite like how they were now, shining back at him. Never had he seen so much of what he was feeling on somebody else’s face. Though he had seen the way you look at him from time to time, with a love that he was sure he could never match simply because he felt as if he could never love you enough, right now in this moment, knowing it was his words, his sentiment, him that managed to paint your features with the adoration you have now, he felt maybe, just maybe, he could do you justice.

You fumbled for words, trying in vain to think of anything to say back. But when words failed you, when you could do nothing but stare in awe at the man before you, your body acted on instinct. The first brush of your lips against his sent goosebumps down your arms, knowing it was in response to such a lifelong promise. When he opened his mouth for you and helped you onto his lap, that was when you poured everything you couldn't say out loud into his heart. This was where your words went, into your actions.

Your hands tangled in his hair, his own secured your waist. Neither of you wanted to move, neither of you wanted to pull away. Here, in his arms, against his lips, dancing with his tongue, nothing mattered. The world of rancid corpses faded away until it felt like nothing else, nobody else, existed but the two of you. It had always felt like the two of you against the world anyway. Your arms came to wrap around his neck, holding him as close to you as you could whilst you both drowned in each other’s presence, only realising his hands had moved from your waist when you felt his thumbs brush away the tears on your cheeks, pulling back just so he could look you in the eyes. “I take it that’s a yes, then?” the question was rhetorical, of course it was. He knew you would say yes, even though he technically still hadn’t asked you.

“Survive and find out, Ackerman.” you bargained with a teary, cheeky smile, your arms still locked around his neck as your forehead rested against his, closing your eyes in content as you basked in the comfort of his embrace, knowing he had full intentions of officially making you his, and him yours.

“I love you.” It was always a rare, special moment when Levi confesses his adoration for you, when he lets himself be vulnerable enough in front of you to speak his mind and heart. You once again allowed your actions to speak for you, still a little too choked up to come out with a sincere enough response. Tilting your head, you allowed yourself to lean forward further into his embrace, resting your cheek atop the crown of his head, your fingers gently threading through his hair. You knew one of his primary love languages was touch. You’d known this since before you were dating him. One slightly drunken, open conversation filled night, you’d actually managed to get some more personal information out of him. Of course nothing in comparison to what you know now, but more than enough to secure your affection for the ravenette.

“I love you too.” Levi smiled into your neck, knowing you couldn’t see such a soft expression. You smelt like him, in this shirt, using his shower gel, his cleaning products. You belonged to him, and everybody knew it. You belonged with each other. That familiar smouldering warmth engulfed his chest with this knowledge, the knowledge that nobody could take you from him. Nobody could steal you away. You’d be by his side even after the war ended.

If you both survived.

Could things get any worse? Probably not. If you were being totally honest with yourself, you knew this wasn’t going to be a pleasant day. You both did. But neither of you quite expected the literal worst possible scenario.

“We’re fucked.” you breathed, the slight breeze from atop the now sealed wall floated your cape like a flag, the proud flapping of the Scouts insignia simply adding salt to the already rather grave wound. On the one side, the Armoured titan, previously known as Reiner Braun. On the other, whatever fresh hell the Beast titan posed, surrounded by mindless, vile creatures. Up on the wall, Levi to your right, Hange to your left, Erwin beyond that. But with the wind how it was, only Hange heard your quiet lament, their hazel eyes glancing at you from beneath their hood.

“We’ve faced worse,” usually you could count on Hange to clear the air, reassure you with their boundless optimism. But even they couldn’t keep up the façade, from the greyish blue light of the sky, a light that vaguely reminded you of Levi’s irises, you could see the dwindling hope of escape. The harrowing realisation that this was most likely where the Scouts fell. Glancing to Levi at your right, you’re possibly the only person who could discern that same emotion on his unreadable features. The ever so slight crease in his thin brows, the slightly deeper frown. That’s when you knew you were fucked.

You released a breath, watching the condensed cloud evaporate into nothing, much like how you envision your souls in a few moments. Levi, as if sensing your resolve, turned his gaze from the beast before him, to you. But you refused to look at him. You didn’t want him to see you afraid. Not now. He’d seen you scared, when you’d awoken from a nightmare and thrown up the contents of your stomach, shaking and shying away from every soothing touch he tried to provide, but he’d never seen you afraid. However when he took a subtle step back and brushed his hand against yours, it was difficult to avoid much longer. Though you found not sympathy on his face, but understanding. He knew what you were feeling because he’d felt it too. You all had. Hell, even Erwin looked paler than usual, the man who always had a plan. But though his complexion may have drained of colour, he still seemed to be forming some sort of plan. Thank fuck somebody was. Even with that oversized monkey blocking the route for the horses, you were glad the Commander was able to keep a level head. You listened to him talk about the quadrupedal titan, how it must have seen you as you all snuck up under the cover of nightfall, but if you were honest, you weren’t listening very closely. Not until the furball opened it’s jaws and roared, crashing its fist into the ground moments before every single titan under 10m began running full sprint towards you.

With the ever increasing volume of the Armoured titan clambering up the side of the wall, your heart started to beat like a freight train. You were trapped. Surrounded. Certain death in every direction. Once again as if sensing your further distress, Levi locked his little finger around yours. A small display, but one that meant the world to your stuttering heart. He was with you, til the very end. He wouldn’t leave you. You nodded subtly in his direction, letting him know you were alright, before he stepped back up to where he was.

“Are you finally ready to say something? I could have had breakfast during the wait.” you couldn’t help but fondly huff towards the back of his head. A comment that was just so Levi. A perfect blend of no-bullshit blunt humour, even at a time like this. But he was barely graced with a response before Erwin began shouting orders, after what you felt was far too long a wait time.

“Dirk Squad and Marlene Squad! Protect the horses and the gate with Klaus Squad! Levi Squad and Hange Squad, take down the Armoured Titan!” a uniform salute with a chorus of “Yes Sir!” followed, yourself and Levi included. That was until Erwin stopped you in your tracks, calling back your lover’s name but, you noticed, not your’s. Your heart instantly dropped. He couldn’t separate you. He wouldn’t separate you. “I did say Levi Squad, but I need you to stay, Levi.”

Your breathing halted. But when yesterday was prompted by adoration, this was prompted by dread. You understood the reason, even before Erwin explained. You both knew he was the only one who could get to the Beast. The only one who could take it down. But that still didn’t stop the cold pit of bottomless dread opening in your stomach. You looked to Levi, who’s gaze had narrowed to Erwin. He knew the man was right. He knew this was their best shot at victory, but the mere idea of leaving you…

“It’s okay. Go, you’re needed.” you whispered, both you and Erwin sensing his hesitation. The ravenette’s gaze returned back to you once more, instantly softening upon your features, drinking them in as if this was the last time he would see you. You hoped to god that wasn’t true. Respectfully, the Commander turned his back, allowing you two as much privacy as you could afford at a time like this. Only mere seconds before Reiner reached the top of the wall.

Cupping the back of your hooded head in his hand, Levi briefly guided you into his warm embrace, a sudden longing for him gripping your emotions as you buried yourself in his neck, closing your eyes and inhaling his scent as if you were both cuddled up in bed, back home and safe.

He wouldn’t say it now. He couldn’t say it now. As much as he may have wanted to, he couldn’t say I love you. Because that sounded too final. So he settled for the next best thing he could think of.

“Survive.” It was an order. From Captain to Corporal. From superior to subordinate. From lover to lover. It was an order, and you rarely disobeyed. You nodded as you pulled back to look at him, eyes swirling with your reflected determined agony. And once again when words failed you, when you could do nothing but stare at the man before you, you let your actions do the talking, and tugged him down into a searing kiss, your lips moulding instantly, perfectly, against his own. It was brief, a whirlwind of passionate promises, and it was over far too quickly, not even enough time for Levi to properly hold you. Still, the lump in your throat refused to flatten.

Your heads both snapped to your left the moment Reiner’s Armoured hand clamped over the side of the wall.

You were out of time.

“Go.” you softly instructed. A moment of reluctance, before you both turned your backs on each other. You, to join the fight alongside Eren and Hange, Levi to join the fight alongside Erwin and the rest of the Scouts. But the pit in your stomach refused to close.

“Couple’s time is over, I see,” Hange smirked upon your approach. How they could stay so calm given the circumstances, you would never know. But the weight on both your mind and heart matched that of the Thunderspears on both your arms. Biceps burning slightly, you mentally thanked your Captain and lover for all those extra ‘training dates’ he would call them. At the time, you knew they were an excuse to both spend time with you, and also make sure you were getting stronger. It gave him peace of mind, to know you were capable enough to look after himself. You’d never been so grateful for them until now.

“Hange, that might have been the last time either of us see each other alive, some empathy would be appreciated,” you stared flatly at the Section Commander, watching as they turned to you, their hazel eyes alight with the oncoming battle.

“If you wanted empathy, maybe the Scouts was the wrong place for ya.”

“Tell that to my eight years of experience.” you responded instantly, and despite the imminent death surrounding you, you couldn’t help but share a smile with the scientist. You knew Hange was quite empathetic, it was needed to be so high up in command. One needed to have empathy, to understand the feelings of the soldiers beneath them, before making decisions that would most likely put their lives in danger. You always thought it was something Erwin lacked as the Commander. Something you still weren’t sure he possessed.

Lightning struck behind you, not that you made a move. Eren’s transformations didn’t bother you so much these days. A far cry from the flinches and whirls of surprise whenever he would use his ability to shift. Rather, seeing the long haired titan filled you with relief. The fight seemed a little more even now. A little more possible. Less one sided. However you wanted to put it.

All eyes slid to the top of the wall, and the two figures standing against the greying sky. One significantly larger than the other. You figured Levi must have already zipped down to the front, assisting where he could. Your heart instantly ached to be by his side. A longing you knew wouldn’t settle until you were wrapped up in his arms once again, safe back behind the walls. All eyes watched as Reiner turned, seemingly ignoring The Commander, and sliding back down the wall he’d just spent so much effort climbing. Thundering footsteps behind you had you glancing at Eren’s retreating figure. This was bait. It must be. Reiner couldn’t know about all the soldiers armed to the teeth with spears that could pierce his armour like a knife through sponge. He couldn’t possibly know about the advancements made by the Scouts in the short time he revealed himself as an enemy of humanity. Both him and his gangly fucking friend. You tasted venom on your saliva as the blonde shifter began the chase, putting whatever overall goal they all had on hold as he went for the cadet.

“Can’t fucking believe this is working.” you hadn’t even noticed Moblit on the other side of Hange, his perpetually worried face even more creased than usual. You started to think whether the lines in between his eyebrows were actually embedded into his skull at this point. The joys of being Hange’s personal assistant, you supposed.

A soft chuckle rose from the scientist as they simply stood and observed, watching as Eren finally turned to face The Armoured. The last time these two threw down, it didn’t end well for him. But, you hoped, since Reiner didn’t have the help of the Colossal this time, wherever the hell Bertholdt was hiding away, maybe Eren stood a bit more of a chance. Not only that, but you had the power of the Thunderspears now. You couldn’t forget that. This was a battle you could win.

You hoped all was going well on Levi’s side as you fired your anchors, engaging your gas as you linked up with the rest of your squad. The kids you had watched grow from children to soldiers in the span of a month or so. You were almost proud as you watched Connie and Sasha’s teamwork, as you heard Jean’s brutal yet determined encouragement. As you witnessed Mikasa’s impressive skills and Armin’s brain work. You half wished Levi was here to see how his squad gelled so well thanks to his guidance. That flare of pride only grew as the shockwave of Thunderspear explosions rattled your ears, Hange and Mikasa’s coordinated attack striking Reiner in the eyes. You were part of the second stage of attack, the spears that would fly towards the nape. The explosions you so expertly dodged –you weren’t Corporal to Levi Ackerman for nothing– before landing soundly next to the section commander and their assistant.

“One more round. One more attack, and–” you covered your ears the second Reiner opened his mouth. A desperate scream of terror induced rage shook the buildings beneath you, loose stone and rubble jumping around as you tried your damndest to shut out the ear-splitting scream. It seemed like a split second of forever when he finally stopped, your eyes wide, your breathing unhinged. What the hell was that just now?

Hange turned their attention to Armin, the brains they knew the kid possessed now working overtime as those blue eyes looked back to them in confirmation.

Yes. That was a signal. Yes, most likely to Bertholdt. Yes, you should all get the fuck out of here as fast as you could.

As if on cue, your squad looked up to the trajectory of a barrel, and the body that just flew from it. It was Bertholdt, without a shadow of a doubt. Fear lanced through your chest, your last thoughts turning to Levi as you engaged your gas with the intention of getting out of the blast range. Not that you could. You’d all seen what destructive power the Colossal titan possessed. You were all as good as dead.

“REINER!”

You couldn’t tell if it was the wind in your shattered eardrums, or whether you did actually just hear yet another desperate scream. Though this one sounded much more human. You chanced a glance behind you, only for your heart to break ever so slightly. This was Bertholdt. Throughout the entire time you’d known the kid, he was never once ruthless. He was never once cold blooded. He was nice. Sweet. A little shy. And seemingly hung up on…

Annie.

You understood now. You understood how Armin got through to him last time. If anybody used Levi against you like that, you would have acted the same. That raw, unbridled compulsion to protect him, and you knew he had that same compulsion. That same urge to keep you safe, no matter who got hurt in the process. You were brought out of your strange reverie, considering the circumstances, by the severe lack of explosion. Firing your anchors into an intect spire, your twisted feet finding purchase on the rough stone as you watched the scene unfold.

It was Armin who confronted the wolf in the guise of a lamb, and though you couldn’t quite hear what they were saying, you could tell from Bertholdt’s expression, the blonde had once again brought up the subject of Annie. That same hollow eyed look you recognised from before. The wild, unrestrained gestures from the taller man. No, you thought. Kid. They were all still kids. 15 at most. Were those who used these two any better than you sending out those same 15 year old kids to die at the hands of the man eating monsters? What was their agenda? They must have an ulterior motive. Their sole purpose couldn’t be to wipe out what was left of humanity. What would be the point? Where did they even come from? Was there really nothing left outside these–

“MIKASA!”

Your head snapped back to reality, eyes re-focussing on the dark haired girl currently tumbling from the rooftop. Bertholdt had landed a harsh blow to the side of her head, a counter attack to the vicious slice of her blade to his ear. You were moving before you’d even registered firing your anchors, gas hissing behind you as your instincts to help the cadet kicked in. Instantly your hands fell to her wires, only slightly tangled due to the short fall.

“Get up. He’s gonna transform and we’re right beneath the blast range.” It was a short, firm order, and one the girl didn’t hesitate to follow as her limbs were untangled. But she seemed to pause, obsidian eyes set on you. “The hell are you waiting for? GO!” you shouted, desperately ushering her away with an outstretched arm. You had a feeling she knew what you did. Mikasa was faster than you, not by much, but she’s a young Ackerman. She would just be able to clear the blast range. You, on the other hand…

“Thank you.” she muttered earnestly, before turning on her heels and in a short leap and pull of a trigger, she was gone. You took your chances the opposite way. Mikasa would have wanted to get back to Eren, no matter how close or far away the boy was. You, on the other hand, like most, simply wanted to clear the blast range. A quick glance up had your stomach dropping. Bertholdt was already at his peak height, high enough to simply bite his hand and transform. You weren’t going to make it. You were still very much beneath the explosion. Maybe you wouldn’t be caught up in the flame, but the shockwave would definitely send you spiralling.

A strange calm settled over your racing mind as your thoughts turned to Levi, a gentle smile pulling at your lips as you relaxed into your fate. With your eyes closing, the thunderous explosion rattling the earth behind you, you held his hand one last time, your mind’s eye showing you comfort, before searing agony seized your spine, and you remembered no more.

Nope, not you… that wasn’t you either, not you, not you, not you–

Levi scanned the small crowd of survivors, most ashen faced and bloodsoaked, but still breathing. Hange’s arrival had been a welcome relief with the circumstances as they were. He couldn’t have fought off Mikasa alone, the little Ackerman having overpowered him due to the exhaustion that clung to his bones like lead. He felt heavy. Limbs, muscles, mind. Everything felt heavy. He’d chosen some kid over the Commander. Some child over his friend. He’d convinced himself at the time it was the right thing to do, Hange too nodding in agreement, but could he really sleep at night knowing he let Erwin die?

Yeah, he decided. Yeah, he could. If you would just show your face already so he could relax for the first time since yesterday evening. So many among the dead. Though it may have technically been a victory, nobody was celebrating. The air stank of death and decay, iron lingering on his tongue. He just needed to know where you were. Collapse into your hold and just let the world around him melt away. He just needed to see you, to feel you, to touch you–

“Captain Levi, Sir…”

He was so sick of hearing that tone. Using that tone. It was a tone of informative grief. He’d used it time and time again when he had time to visit the families of the fallen, but not once had he ever heard it directed to himself. He’d never felt his blood freeze with so few words.

Not you… not you, not you–

“What?” he responded, flat toned and stone faced. Emotions pummeling against the solid wall he’d spent years constructing, filling in any cracks that may have appeared over the years. It was Mikasa currently using that tone, not something he ever expected. The girl was just as cold as he was when she wanted to be, and most of the time it was directed at him anyway. But hearing so much emotion in her voice, so much sympathy… it instantly had him on edge.

“The Corporal… I wanted you to know that she, she saved my life–”

A crack.

“I attempted to take down Bertholdt but he anticipated it, sent me down. Caught up in my ODM gear, the Corporal helped detangle me…”

A split.

“I think she knew… I think she knew she wouldn’t make it out but, she did it anyway. She saved my life, I’m here now because of her and I’m– I’m sorry.”

Shatter.

It was you. It was always you. You were here you were there you were everywhere you were–

“Gone…”

You were gone. Gone. The word repeated in his head, a carousel of grief circling in his mind. You were gone… you were gone. It no longer sounded like a word. Looked like a word. The O was wrong. Was there always an E? It looked distorted, sounded twisted. You were gone. Levi always thought when his walls shattered, it would be overwhelming. It would drown him, emotions welling up and spilling over until he was ready to burst but he felt… he felt nothing. Like the sudden void in his chest had absorbed everything. A piercing silence screamed in his ears. There was nothing, nothing nothing nothing–

Because you were gone.

And suddenly the weight of the ring didn’t feel so joyous anymore. Suddenly the next few years weren’t filled with hope, but rather agonising emptiness. He couldn’t see it. There was no future. It stopped here. There was nothing left. Nothing to work towards.

He told you to survive. He’d fucking ordered you to survive. It wasn’t like you to disobey. Not once did you question his orders. Not once did you fail to follow them. He could trust you, he could rely on you, he could love you with so much of the heart you stitched back together, using your own red string. The sutures bursting, the thread fraying. You were gone.

“Levi…?” it was Hange. Levi’s mind pleaded with him; ‘Let them in, please let them in, we need them, we need help, we can’t do this alone!’ a ridiculous folly. He’d done everything alone. He’d always been alone. It didn’t matter that he had you, that you’d been with him. You and him against the world.

The idea made him laugh bitterly.

“Levi?”

How long had he been on autopilot? How long had his muscles remembered this feeling, and taken over. How long had he simply been going through the motions? Judging from the gentle glowing flicker of candlelight, it had been the rest of the journey back. From Shiganshina to HQ. He felt cold, but he didn’t feel cold. He didn’t feel anything. He last saw you atop the wall. Alive. Breathing. Feeling. Shaking, crying, shivering, drowning, drowning drowning drowningdrowningdrowning–

“Levi!” Hardwood bit into his knees but it wasn’t the bite he deserved. That pain, this pain, he needed it, craved it. Anything, anything anything to take this away. To drown, he needed to drown, in what he didn’t know, but he needed to drown. He winced at a harsh claw in his hair, only to realise it was his hand, scratching against his scalp. It was his tears soaking his sleeve, his voice that cracked and sobbed. His heart that shattered in his chest. He was drowning.

And it was pathetic. Looking down at himself, shrivelled, curled. He looked like a child. A scared, disgusting, broken, tired, so so tired–

“She’s gone…” they were the only words he’d managed to choke out since he lost you. At least, the only ones he chose. All other words were empty, devoid of thought. But those two, these two, they consumed him. You weren’t just gone.

He’d lost you.

[leviismybby]

Finders keepers

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x female reader

Warning: NSFW 18+, minors dni.

Concept: Levi steals a very important file from your desk during a meeting, furious you confront him about it which leads to interesting events.

This was my first request! I was really exited to write it! :) My tumblr has been glitchy lately I tried posting this from my drafts five times and it didn't work. I'm glad that it's working now.

It all happened on accident to be fair, you didn't really think that you would actually end up in the MP. That wasn't your plan anyway. 

It was shitty, most days you were surrounded by drunk idiots who had no idea what they are doing in life. You aren't so fond of the king nor his men either which was the deepest pit of irony.  

However, as with many things in your life, your father decided that the best way to get in a even better position with the government is to have his only child work under MP. 

He was a politician, selfish and consumed by greed. One of the reasons you don't enjoy being back home. 

Being a captain was something other would cherish, most probably wouldn't shut about it but you hated it. Every single responsibility fell on you including those of Commander Dok. 

In terms of competition between the three regiments and their captains, you were nearly a mouse. Rico who was the captain of the garrison regiment was strong-minded and always knew what she wanted; she was a good fighter too. The scouts have Levi, humanity's strongest soldier they call him, which speaks enough for itself. 

And he is also someone you can't stand. There isn't a reason really, other than the humiliating sexual tension, you had absolutely no reason to dislike him. 

His approach at times is.... harsh, his mouth is silent only a few scoffs are heard from him during meetings. Still, his every move manages to catch your attention.  

It always ends up with the two of you endlessly teasing or provoking each other but never going all the way. It's been like that for months and in the last few weeks, you have been fed up with it. 

Today, however, he isn't even in the meeting which was weird on many occasions since captains were required for it. You aren't about to question Commander Smith either, that would get you nowhere. The man had an annoying sense of intelligence that you and many others hated.  

Commander Dok is trying his best not to seem intimidated by the man before him but you know damn well that inside he is crumbling, having absolutely no idea how to outsmart the man. 

"On that note, that was all I needed to discuss this meeting." Smith leans back in his chair, blue eyes glued to Nile the entire time. 

It was a discussion alright; more supplies are needed for the scouts and you agree with the blonde on that one. They are the ones risking their lives every few months while the worst task you had to take was braining old and drunk Pixis home. But to call a meeting for a manner like this was unnecessary. 

"Others are needed to agree, how do you know that your captain agrees with these terms?" 

"He does" It comes out quickly and bluntly. Erwin knows that his commanding officers stand by his side no matter what, an honor that Nile will probably never have. 

"We need to see if he does."  

"Unlike you Nile, I have a captain and squad leaders that completely trust me." His eyes now shift to you clearly aware of your disappointment with the MP.  

Nile swallows hard, clearly understanding that he isn't getting anywhere with Erwin.  

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The meeting was getting progressively more boring as the commanders conversed about the walls. A subject that you have no interest in what's so ever. 

"Excuse me." You smile getting up from the table, all eyes on you as you exit the room. Finally, out of there, you pull out a cigarette and light it as you sit in the floor. 

The hallway was empty only voices of people were heard in the distance. Glass windows were beautifully colored as the sun was setting. 

"Well, well..." Turning your head to the voice you roll your eyes as Levi comes into your view. "Tch." Is all you get in response as he slides down to sit next to you. 

"Where were you today?" You ask actually curious about his answer. Maybe he was simply having a bad day and didn't feel like including himself. 

"Shitty eyes needed help with their experiment." 

"You must really hate meetings since you freely joined Hange." Well, this particular one, he didn't miss out usually. That makes you a little suspicious about the whole situation. 

The whole call for this meeting was suspicious in the first place. Erwin could've just requested the supplies without having to hold a meeting. There might be something else entirely. However, you don't question further, you might be overthinking this whole thing. 

Levi lifts your hand taking a smoke out of your cigarette and blowing it into the air. "Never took you for that sort captain." You take the cigarette back into your mouth finishing it. "I could've just given you one, y'know." 

"Where is the fun in that?" His eyebrow slightly raises and you smirk finishing the last blow of the cigarette before stepping on it with your foot. 

"Fun is subjective captain." Just as Levi was about to say something the door opens, Nile storming out first followed by a calm Pixis and even calmer Erwin. 

You and Levi side eye each other before standing upon to your feet. It could mean two things really: Nile didn't get what he wanted or Pixis once again agreed with Erwin. 

"We'll go. Thank you for your time, Commander Pixis. (Name)." Erwin gives you a smile before walking away with Levi and Pixis.  

Rico exits the meeting room surprised to see that you didn't run after Nile. She didn't say anything only awkwardly eyed you as you faced her. "I still have things to do in my office. Bye Rico." 

Rico only shrugged and followed the three men into the hallway as you made your way to your office. Part of you relieved other part wondering why your commander stormed off so angrily out of the room. 

You sigh looking at your desk, eyes go wide when you see what's missing. "What??" Whispering to yourself you quickly look around the table before looking into your drawers. 

The yellow file is missing, a file that you are supposed to bring Nile tomorrow, a file signed by the king himself.  

It starts to kick in when you realize from which direction Levi was coming from earlier as he was approaching you. "That motherfucker!" Slamming the drawers shut, you put your jacket on before going out of your office directly to the stables. 

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When you get to the scout's HQ it's already dark. All eyes are on you as you walked towards Levi's office. You knew that there was something else behind the whole thing today. 

You don't even knock only to enter and see him completely relaxed sitting in his chair while drinking tea. It's almost like he was expecting you. 

Closing the door roughly behind you, you approach him putting your hands at the sides is his table looking at him directly. 

"Give me my file back." 

Levi scoffs leaning back in his chair completely unbothered "What file captain?" You swear that you see his stupid lips form into a little smirk. 

"Don't play games with me. The yellow file you stole from my desk earlier. Give it back." Now he sits up mocking your stance and leaning his face close to yours. 

"Stole? It was laying on your desk, finders keepers."  

"Oh really? Those files are important Levi." You try your best for your eyes not to wonder down to his lips. You can't let him have an advantage over you, not now. 

He leans back, taking his teacup in his hand. "Too bad." Levi takes a sip before sitting in his chair, crossing his legs. "I already gave them to Erwin." 

With your words falling on dead end, you decide that another option is to get them from Erwin yourself. 

"Then I'll get them back." You make your way to the door just as you are about to open it Levi's hands are placed at the either side of your head. 

"You'll do no such thing because I know damn well that you could give two fucks about the king."  

"You're right I don't care about the king but I'm not trying to lose my promotion."  

"Is that really what this anger is about?" No, it isn't, you're sexually frustrated but you aren't about to tell him that. 

"What are you on about?" You try to push him back but It's useless, he isn't budging no matter how hard your hands push against his chest.  

"Playing dumb now, are we? I know that we are both thinking the same fucking thing right now. Why are you in denial?" He takes your hands pinning your wrists above your head, his body now fully pressed to yours. 

"I'm in no denial." You try your best to sound unphased but can't, the way his body is so close to yours is making you go crazy. 

"Let's see, shall we?" He roughly kisses you, wasting no time slipping his tongue into your mouth. You moan trying to free your wrists from his grip but Levi only makes it tighter. 

His other hand moves to your hip, massaging the flesh there slightly before it moves to your face gripping your jaw and pulling you away from the kiss. 

"You've been such a pain in the ass for the last few days you know that?" He puts his thumb in your mouth and you suck on it without a second thought. 

"Fuck." Levi let's go of your hands and you immediately put them in his raven hair. Picking you up by your thighs you wrap your legs around his hips, kissing him again as he carries you to who knows where. 

Your back hits the hard wall times almost knocking out a breath out of you, your hands reach from his hair to his scout jacket trying to take it off him. 

Levi makes it easier for you taking the jacket off by himself. The only thing supporting you is his body and the cold wall behind you. His hands return to your hips grinding you on his erection. 

You break the kiss throwing your head back on the wall, Levi uses the opportunity to leave wet kisses on your neck. Once he sees you shiver when he kisses that special spot, he sucks at the skin. 

"No marks Lev-ah." He bites down this time surely leaving a hickey in his wake. "Don't fucking tell me what to do." His voice is harsh yet somehow needy at the same time.  

Before you know it, your jacket and shirt are on the floor as he is now groping your breasts through your bra while his lips trail down to your collarbone.  

Your bra follows shortly after leaving your upper body completely naked. Levi pulls away for a moment, looking at you through half lined eyes filled with lust.  

Kissing your shoulder blade, he carries you again and this time your body hits the soft matters. "Spread those legs for me pretty girl." You do as you are told spreading your legs as Levi takes his white blouse off. 

Crawling between your legs, he kisses your stomach all the way up to your breast. His mouth finds your nipple and you arch your back, heavy moan leaving your lips. 

"If you're this loud now I can't wait to hear you sing once I'm inside of you." He moves to the other nipple this time teasing it with his teeth. 

"Captain!" You yelp hands at his shoulders. Levi only smirks relesing your breast from his mouth, he kisses you again this time slow. 

Your hands reach down to his cock, squeezing it over his pants. A groan escapes his mouth and he bites your bottom lip nibbling on it afterwards. 

His lips are swollen as he pulls away, eyes darker grey than ever before. You search as his head lowers planting a few kisses on your navel stopping just before your belt.  

Your hips buck on their own, body eagerly desperate for his next move. He chuckles slapping your ass and hooking his fingers around your belt. He pulls your pants down, leaving you only in your underwear.  

For a moment he doesn't do anything letting his eyes roam all over your figure. A light touch is placed on your pussy and you shiver under him. 

"So wet. I knew you would be." With that your underwear is off, Levi admires your bare cunt, making you feel almost shy. 

"Aww is my captain getting all bashful now? Acting like just a minute ago you didn't have your hand on my cock, are you?" He takes your hand and kisses your lips. Lowering his head down between your thighs, he runs a finger down your slit. 

When you feel his tongue press against your pussy, you pull on his hair slightly. Levi takes it as a sign so he kisses up and downward a few times before lapping on your wetness. 

"Yes Levi!" Moaning your fingers dig deeper into his hair pulling on his raven locks as he eats you out like a man starved. "Atta girl." You're in pure bliss, he is making you feel so good just with his tongue. 

It doesn't take you long to feel that feeling of pleasure building up in your stomach. "Captain! I'm coming." Just as those words leave your mouth Levi stops, face full of your slick as he comes back upon from in between your legs. 

"Why did you stop?" Your arms are around his neck, trying your best to understand why he denied your orgasm. 

"Because the only way you're cumming is around my cock. Now be a good girl and get on all fours." Removing your hands from his neck, you get into the position he desired, biting your lip as you do so. 

The sound of belt unbuckling can be heard from behind you which makes you more excited. "Give me your hands." And you do so, without complaints. You would give him anything in this moment. 

Your wrists are tied together, face is in the mattress. "You ready?" He asks massaging your ass as he rubs his tip against your entrance. Nodding your head, you try to muffle the loud moan that comes out of your lips as Levi enters you easily. 

"On fuck! You're so big, Levi. I can't-mmhhg." He slaps your ass. "You can and you will take it." Feeling your walls ease around him, Levi starts thrusting slowly into you.  

One of his hands is holding your tied wrists while the other is on your hip. "Such a good cunt." Surprisingly his voice sounds whiney, he is enjoying every bit of you. 

Slow thrust turn more passionate as you try to move your hips with in sync with him. You're moaning like a animal, he is fucking you so well that you can't describe it.  

"Yes there! Yes!" Are the only capable words out of your mouth as his piece grows rougher and harder. He really did want to take his time with you but seeing you like this, ass up, face down drove him wild. 

"Good fucking girl. I should've known you wanted to be fucked like this, we could've done this long ago." He frees your wrists, wrapping his arm around your waist and bringing you up, your back to his chest. 

This angle hits at the one special spot and Levi notices it in your expression. You're almost drooling and he is enjoying his power over you. 

Kissing your cheek, he takes your jaw in his hand forcing you to look at him. "Is this what you wanted? Forgetting about that file because you are a slut for my cock huh?" He speeds up, fucking your brains out. 

"Slow down!" He doesn't only keep this pace until he feels you clench around him. Then he slows, your head is laying on his shoulder mouth opened with the most flattering tone for Levi leaving your lips. 

"gon-a c-cum" You're not making sense at this point as his cock hits the deepest part of you, you'll never be this satisfied with anything else and you know it. 

"My good girl cum." His thrusting picks upon its pace again, loving the way you're going completely stupid on his cock. "Cum princess. I'm close too." 

You feel that sensation fill you and when Levi puts one of his hands around your neck, the feeling explodes leaving your body weak. 

Levi is the only thing holding you up as he thrust a few more times before pulling out and cumming all over your back. 

He let's go of you and you both fall onto the mattress, sweaty and spent. You feel a light kiss on the top of your back.  

"Still want that file?" 

Chuckling you turn around, hair all messy. "No as long as you keep up this energy for the rest of the night."  

Levi leans over you kissing the mark he left on your neck. "We can arrange that."

[rouge-variant]

Hello! I loved the fic you wrote for me so I have another Levi Ackerman x femreader request in the canon universe where they're not in a relationship yet and are enemies and he's the usual cold Captain whereas she is his cadet. For the plot, I was thinking of Levi being so annoyed at the reader that he orders her to do a personal expedition with him but he starts to notice that she's not her usual sharp self towards him and then she ends up fainting or something and he has to look after her. Preferably where they're in the middle of a forest somewhere and it's getting dark so he has to set up a camp for them both. Fluff, angst and hurt/comfort would be much appreciated. Hope that's okay, thanks :)

Absolutely!!! I'm so glad that you came back!!! I gave you an ask earlier, asking if you wanted this to be 'enemies to lovers' or 'enemies to friends'. My Tumblr has been glitching so I'm not sure if you saw it or not but you've been waiting for this for too long so I'm sending it now. Let me know if you wanted it changed to enemies to friends! I struggled with writing this one but I still enjoyed it, so let me know if there's anything you wanted changed! Thanks for your request and I hope you enjoy!!!

Levi Ackerman x Y/n: Wrong Idea

Trigger Warning: there will be mentions of fainting and Levi and Y/n being idiot jerks to each other because they don't know what to do with their emotions. Nothing too serious but please keep this in mind while you read.

He hated you and you hated him. How else did it need to be said? It was clear that Levi never wanted you in his space and you never wanted him in your space. Yet Erwin still assigned you to Levi's sqaud, where you have to deal with him. Every. Single. Day.

Last time you checked, you didn't do anything to receive this poor treatment. Levi just decided, 'sure let's be angry at Y/n just because we can' and it pisses you off.

So like an other person would do, you ignored him. You already had constant missions to worry about and you didn't need to have an additional distraction. Since you've been added to Levi's sqaud, you've constantly found him to be critiquing you more than anyone else. You're better with your ODM skills than Oulo. The added pressure hasn't help either. You're a pretty sensitve person under the surface and you take the negativity poorly. As a result, you started training more on your own, often overworking yourself and staying out past curfew which only increases the nagging from Levi.

Your behavior didn't make any sense to Levi. He thought that you were going to back off and start listening to him more after constant punishments and harsh scoldings during training. Yet you still continued to sneak out late and find other ways to piss him off. You were going to get yourself killed one of these days and he didn't need to add another person to the list of soldiers he failed to protect.

This was your fault. It was your fault that he was mixing up his emotions and struggling to get you out of his head during the long night his insomnia kept him up. He's never felt like this before and it scared him. He hated the idea of seeing you go out on a mission and not come home. But you were always so reckless that you created a distraction to him, which is why he constantly was harsh to you. It was the only way he could cope with the confusing emotion that you created.

He planned to end this and get you to stop being a reckless brat. So when the next supply base check in approached, Levi planned to take you alone with him. Maybe once you two were away from the rest of the nosey Scouts, you'll finally tell him what's going on and the problem will be solved.

"What?! Since when have you taken your subordinates individually on missions?" You snapped once Levi had told you the plan. Just what you needed. More one-on-one time with your 'favorite' person. If your words affect him, Levi didn't show.

"We leave at sunrise tomorrow" he responded then dismissed you from his office. You left with a loud slam of his door and made your way back to your room. You were exhausted and dizzy from missing dinner. You knew that you weren't going to be able to keep up to his standards tomorrow, let alone your own but you refused to take a night off of your grueling night training.

The following day, you were ready to go waiting for Levi in the stables. Your horse already tacked up and ready to go. You gave Levi a nod as a greeting and the two of you headed out in silence. You knew the route to the supply base at the old castle ruins well as you often joined Hange when it was their turn to check on it. Levi led his horse ahead of you which you were very grateful for. Your mind was all foggy with exhaustion and your body ached in pain from overexertion due to pushing yourself too hard last night. You used more of your energy to focus on keeping your balance on your horse than focusing n your surroundings which gained Levi's attention.

"Brat have you been listening to me?" He scoffed, startling you out of your haze momentarily.

"Of course I have. I didn't find it interesting enough to keep listening Captain" you sassed and pushed forward. Levi rolled his eyes, giving up the battle for now. He knew something was up, more than usual, but your stubborn self wasn't helping his investigation. He would press more once you finished the initial mission since the remains of the castle were now in sight. You smiled slightly at the sight of the castle as it would give you a break from your captain's presence.

"Give me the list and I'll start the initial inspection," you said after getting off your horse and leaning against them to steady yourself from the sudden dizzy spell that hit. Levi raised an eyebrow at your sudden weakness as you've never had problems getting down from the animal.

"No, I want you waiting here until whatever 'that'," he referred to your unsteadiness, "has passed. I'll start" He ended the conversation and headed into where the Scouts hid their supplies. Once he was out of sight, you mocked him silently and sat against the wooden post that the horses were tied to. You hated the way his concern made your heart flutter. You were supposed to hate him, not act like a lovestruck idiot. Besides, you already felt like crap, you didn't need to throw 'love' into the mix.

Your head started pounding from your exhausted state and you had to fight against your eyelids to stay alert for when Levi returned. This hasn't happened before and the black dots gathering in your eyesight, started to scare you. Maybe you really did push yourself too hard. But Levi would never let you live it down if you ended up passing out on his watch.

"Oi Brat, you're up" the piece of paper was shoved into your hands as Levi suddenly appeared in front of you. His brows furrowed at your slow reaction and he was about to point it out but you got up quickly.

"Took you long en-*ngg*" Yup not your smartest move. The dizziness came back three times worse and suddenly the small black dots became one giant blur as you felt yourself fall.

"Y/N?!" Levi grabbed you and held you against him to break your fall. You were unresponsive as he shifted his hold and lowered you to the ground gently. You were still breathing, much to his relief. But you were in no condition to travel back home. So instead, he picked you up and made his way inside and up to the higher levels of the castle. That way, you both had cover from the Titans come the early morning in case you still didn't wake up by then. He made a makeshift bedroll for you from some of the blankets the supply base had and covered you with his cloak while he started a fire.

"What the hell have you done to yourself Y/n?" he muttered softly so as to not disrupt your sleep. He knew that this was partly on him as well but for now, you waking up was the top thing on his mind. He reached over and moved the stray hair out of your face before letting you be.

"Smart Levi, real smart" he scolded himself for his actions that led to this while he watched the sun finish setting.

It took until midday for you to wake up. This time, feeling far more refreshed than other times. You unwrapped yourself from the blankets but let Levi's cloak on, finding comfort in it, before making your way down to find him. He was with the horses and the minute yours smelt you, it whinnied, getting his attention. You've never seen Levi's face relax, so seeing it now was a complete shock. But it made your heart flutter nonetheless.

"Good to see you finally woke up. Care to explain what happened yesterday?" Levi's voice was demanding but it was gentler than normal. You dropped your gaze as you responded.

"I fainted, what else do you need to know?" you mumbled. Footsteps caused you to lift your head and have his steel eyes bore into yours.

"I need to know the cause behind it...because I know that I'm partially responsible for it" he sighed and it made you relax slightly.

"You think? Took you long enough" you scoffed trying to cover up the vulnerable side you were showing at the moment but his glare quickly made you correct yourself.

"Your scoldings during training have made me feel like you see me as unworthy of being part of your squad, so I've started doing extra training into the evenings to make up for it but I guess I've pushed myself too far" you hated how easily the confession fell out of your mouth. Levi responds with only a nod, leading to several seconds of silence before he speaks up again.

"I see. I should've caught onto that earlier. This was a mistake on my part" that was the closest you've ever heard to Levi apologizing to you were going to take it. You nodded and muttered out a quiet thanks before falling silent again.

"I'm glad to see that you're doing better now. You gave me quite a scare yesterday" he speaks up again, shocking you for the second time. Since when did he finally care about you instead of hating you?

"I've never hated you Y/n" oh crap, you said that out loud didn't you?

"I'm your captain, that itself means that you are under my protection, but lately there's been another reason. One that I'm struggling with understanding is why I treated you the way I did. I'm in love with you Y/n but that scares me. I don't want to see you leave just like everyone else that I've cared for. Losing you is something I don't think I can handle" he rambles and his ears heat up. You, on the other hand, are at a loss for words. He loves you? Captain Levi, the man who you thought hated your guts, is in love with you.

" I am too," you say quietly. If he just confessed to you, then why not do it as well. He was going to find out sooner or later.

"I've only been trying to be someone who you respect in your squad instead of a burden"

"You've always had my respect for your skills. it was your attitude that was the problem" You chuckled at his remark.

"Then maybe this is something we can work on together if you wanted to" you offered and Levi nodded with a softer expression.

"I like that. But for now, let's get you home. I want you getting more rest as soon as we get back" He took your hands and pulled you along gently.

"Aye Captain" You smiled and Levi shook his head.

"Just Levi when we're alone Y/n" he corrected and your smile grew.

"Aye Levi!"

Who would've thought that the two of you both ended up sharing the same feelings? Erwin did, that's why he placed you two together in the first place. He knew that you guys would make it work and he was tired of seeing Levi act like a love-sick idiot all the time, in his own way. Now hopefully this will create more peace and maybe make his friend enjoy life a little more now that Levi has you by his side.

[dawnstruck]

Thank you for answering my ask....if you don't mind me asking (again), who are your favorite romantic relationship's couples in books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series (can be canon or non-canon)? And why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before......Thanks....

Ahhh, what are you doing, I am writing novels for all of these now. 🙈

I love talking about my favorite pairings and getting way too invested in them, so you totally brought this onto yourself.

Elle Woods/Emmet Forest (Legally Blonde The Musical): In my eyes, the ultimate romance. I love the musical in general and have watched the MTV recording dozens of times. It's my happy place. It is also, in my opinion, better than the original movie, particularly because it gives Emmet more depth and fleshes out their relationship much more.

They have such an interesting development, from strangers to mentor/mentee, with Elle still pining after Warner, while Emmet's growing respect slowly morphs into romantic love. But he never pushes it on her, it's just there in the background, with her completely oblivious.

They bring out the best in each other, both on a private and a professional level. Emmet is never condescending, never superior. He wants Elle to be the best version of herself, to get that chip on her shoulder, to pursue her career for herself and not some dumb man. So then, when the climax hits and Elle is at her lowest, when Emmet stands at her closed door and plaintively reprises her mantra of 'What about love?' - it just gets me every time.

But then! His confession is so quiet and timid, so different from what we are used to seeing in most narratives, Elle doesn't even hear it. And so it's not for his sake that she stays, and it's not him who convinces her to stay. No, instead it's Paulette and Vivienne who talk her out of it, it's her commitment to Brooke that compels her to stay, and it's her own re-found self-love that makes her wear pink again.

And Emmet loves her. All of her. But what's more: He believes in her. He puts his neck on the line for her, risks tarnishing his name. He is there for her through it all - much like she has previously been there for him, treating him to nice things and reminding him of his integrity.

And then we get the ending, the flash forward, three more years have passed, their relationship is going well, and Elle - who was so hung up on getting proposed to - gets down on one knee for him.

Their relationship subverts so many tropes and gender stereotypes, both because and in spite of Elle being this very girly, feminine woman and- Gosh. I could write entire PhD theses about them, I adore them so much.

Erwin Smith/Levi Ackermann (Attack on Titan): Another pairing that is all about support and bringing out the best in each other, but unfortunately in a world that was all against them.

I love that they see each other for what they truly are, their core, their essence. Erwin looks at a wily street thug from the Underground City, and sees Humanity's Strongest. Levi looks at the Commander of the Survey Corps, and sees the childishly selfish, driven, flawed man he truly is.

They understand each other, gradually but fundamentally. If you look at the whole series, there interactions are actually quite limited, but all of them profound. There have such a deep belief in each other, to the point that they willingly let it blind them (e.g. when Levi is shocked to realize how deep Erwin's obsession truly runs).

And Levi loves him. In one way or another, he does. He would put anyone and anything aside to protect Erwin and help him achieve his goals. But then... he doesn't. He does the most selfish and simultaneously selfless thing in the entire series, and he does it twice over. He tells Erwin to give up on his dream and charge at the Beast Titan, and he decides to save Armin's life instead of Erwin's.

Levi, who has been too late to save people time and time again (his mother, Farlan and Isabel, his squad) chooses to bury himself in more grief in order to relieve Erwin of his burden. He makes a promise to him and he spends the next years trying to fulfill it, always with Erwin's face in mind, haunted by this benevolent ghost.

And in the end, when Levi has succeeded in what he set out to do, when he survived in spite of it all and not for lack of trying, he is able to let go. He cries, not just for Erwin, but for all who were lost. For the first time in the story, we see Levi do the salute of the survey corps; but his entire story was about him having dedicated his heart. To his fellow soldiers, to the cause, but - most of all - to his friend and commander.

Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth (A Song of Ice and Fire/Game of Thrones): Enemies to friends to lovers, the only instance I can think of where it's been truly done right. They start out on opposite sides of the field, sworn to different sides in a bloody feud, and they hate each other's guts. But they are forced together, having to endure each other's dour company for weeks on end; it's basically the 'there's only one bed' trope, only that the bed is the hard ground in the wilderness and they are chained together.

But they have to depend on each other, too, in fights against common enemies, and their respect for each other grows. Jaime saves Brienne from violation when he doesn't have to, Brienne rekindles his will to survives; she saves him from drowning, and he returns to pull her from the bear pit. "I dreamed of you", he said, and I was fucking done for.

These two have so much respect for each other, first begrudging, and then more honest and fond. They realize that looks and reputation can be deceiving. Brienne learns to see a man - a boy, really - who was forced into a damning decision, who is honorable at his core but was not allowed to act on it. He learns to see a woman who is beautiful in her own right because she is true and good and honest.

When we first meet Jaime, he looks like Shrek's Prince Charming, golden and perfect and glowing. But then it is Brienne who becomes his knight in shining armor, who teaches him that he can still be a good person, even if the cost is great.

I love that they are both damaged, physically and emotionally. I love that they heal together. And I so hope that they will get some semblance of a happy ending in the books. And, as a sidenote, I love how Stiefvater spins her poetry around them. Her writing is so evocative, grotesque and picturesque by turns, just like Adam and Ronan are themselves, and it matches their development wonderfully. 

Also, possibly my favorite first kiss in any novel ever. 

Dean Winchester/Castiel (Supernatural): Possibly my first big fandom OTP, maybe? At least the one I was most invested in as it was happening. I love Dean and Castiel individually, love their roles and developments in the show (barring certain stupid decisions and lots of retconning in the writing, of course), but their dynamic added so much to the show.

Everything about them was so iconic. Lazarus Rising is probably one of my favorite episodes not just in the show, but in general. The whole buildup to their first meeting is so well done. From Dean crawling out of his shallow grave, over finding the handprint branded into his skin and Castiel's angelic voice literally making his ears bleed, over Pamela's eyes being burned out of her skull, to Castiel appearing on screen for the first time amid a rain of sparks.

Castiel looking at Dean with Jimmy Novak's ocean blue eyes, looking into his very soul, both bewildered and intrigued, and speaking out loud what we all suspected: "You don't think you deserve to be saved." - That shit broke me.

Castiel raised Dean from Hell, but Dean lured Castiel from Heaven: bit by bit and probably unintentionally, with no higher purpose in mind. He resented him, and then he let him in, bit by bit, until he had not just another compatriot, but a friend. A best friend, when always his family had come first.

There are so many memorable moments and I cannot possibly count them all. I did stop watching the show somewhere around Season 8, I think, but they always had a fond place in my heart. My friend knew as much and then, when the unthinkable happened last year, she sent me an article saying that Castiel had canonically confessed his love.

Well, that was weird and crazy and unexpected, and of course the show spectacularly ruined itself, but oh well. I will forever believe that Dean Winchester, a human, taught an angel to love and to rebel and to question the status quo. They both had shitty dads and brothers they loved and sometimes hated, they gave up everything and made many wrong decisions in their attempts to do the right thing, and they had each other, here and there, desperately clinging on to that.

Heaven, Hell, Purgatory, Earth. The literal Apocalypse. Their love will overcome a poorly written ending, too.

Ronan Lynch/Adam Parrish (The Raven Cycle/The Dreamer Trilogy): They see the sides of each other that most other people don’t even suspect exist. In a lot of ways, Ronan is soft and vulnerable and uncertain around Adam, and Adam sees all of that and more, sees the contractions that aren’t really contradictions at all. Likewise, Ronan sees the beyond Adam’s veneer, beyond the facade of him trying to achieve everything by himself, instead striving to be someone who gives him what he needs, albeit in an often roundabout and bristly manner. And Adam struggles against that but, eventually, he accepts it for the kind, selfless gesture it is. 

I like both Adam and Ronan have suffered, in similar but different ways. Both their traumas are centered around their families and, as such, their healing and their love is sometimes diametrically opposed. Ronan wants to digs his fingers into someone and not let them go, grow his root in them and make a home. The concept of being on his own his anathema to him. Ronan, for all his appearance of being a loner and an outsider, is someone who clings on to his loved ones - his brothers, Gansey, Chainsaw, Opal, and Adam.

Adam, in contrast, is driven by the idea of “you cannot love someone before you love yourself.” Adam has shit to do, a reputation to build, a dream to fulfill. He wants to prove his father and all the naysayers wrong, and accepting seeming “charity” from rich people like Gansey and Ronan goes against his beliefs. He doesn’t want handouts, and it takes him a long time to realize that, just because Ronan’s love and affection are freely given, they are not equivalent to pity or even entitlement. 

But they have secrets from each other, too, and they are not necessarily mature or stable enough to maintain a healthy relationship and good communication with all the crazy stuff going on in their lives, so I am curious to see how things will work out for them in the last part of the Dreamer Trilogy. 

Shiro/Keith (Voltron): I will rail forever about how dirty they were don ein the series. The foundation of their friendship was so strong, so solid, the true bedrock of the entire series and the team's dynamic. And simultaneously so beyond the kind of friendship you generally see depicted. There was no macho male posturing between to alpha male heroes, just open vulnerability and gentle support.

I honestly believed Sheith would be endgame (and who can blame me with how much it was teased in different ways), and so I sat through a rapidly declining franchise. The Black Paladin episode made me think this was it, we were actually going to get something good after all, but then I quickly realized my error and jumped ship.

As in, I still ship them, but my god, I cannot believe how thoroughly the canon sunk that said ship. Obliterated it, even. Not fully confirming the pairing at the end is one thing; marrying Shiro off to some rando was... honestly more painful than your regular queerbaiting, but I won't go into that here.

Jafar/Scheherazade (Twisted): Quite niche and also a rather background relationship that only takes up a few minutes of the musical, but my god. They are so adorable and funny and tragic and sweet. It's the only time I will accept the fridged wife trope to establish a man's tragic past. That they got their happy ending after all was such a sweet relief and I am so grateful whenever I rewatch/listen to the soundtrack.

James T. Kirk/Spock (Star Trek): I admittedly mostly got into them after watching the remake movies, but I honestly love both dynamics. Nimoy and Shattner had such a fun dynamic, often tongue-in-cheeck and teasing, but also with serious and meaningful moments. Quinto and Pine have that origin story appeal, that canon divergence, that young hot guys hot-headedness and clashing of personalities.

In the remake, Spock and Kirk have to figure out how to work together, have to learn to rely on and trust each other. In the originals, they already have all that, comfortable like an old married couple, used to each other's habits and idiosyncrasies. They are new love and established love juxtaposed, and I adore both versions.

And, as you can see from this list, I simply love a captain and his right hand man.

  There are more pairing that shaped me and that influenced my own writing and my general interest in how narratives are built. In general, I am always more interested in characters and, by extension, their dynamics with each other, than the plot and worldbuilding surrounding them. And, of course, this list does not necessarily reflect my thoughts on what real life relationships should be like (especially since most of them happen in extraordinary circumstances).

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Eyy there Jelly 💗, Can I request an angst-fluff fic?

In which Levi, a famous super-rich heir of a large fashion firm who met and fell in love with a foreign reader that came from a normal family- whom is still in college to pursue her dream degree. They kept their relationship secret to the world but Levi's mutuals and reader's family are aware of it. A cute couple with Levi being completely in love and supported to his lover. Then a tragedy would occur by the reader being pregnant, while Levi is overjoyed and excited by the news, his lover came to argue with him that it is not the appropriate time since she still has ambitions. Levi is so distraught that he went off alone to think resulting for him to be kidnapped. He was taken and hurt/tort*ured for a ransom for a few days *so sorry if it's dark req*, the bad guys sent a video to his company- levi beaten up and hurt and his lover saw it that it leaded for her to came to rescue for him yet the reader was taken down to be hostage as well. Amidst the bearable pain that Levi went through, he still protected his lover by jumping on a bullet for her and his child. Just as when Erwin and the others came to rescue late.

I trust you with the happy ending wherein few months after, the reader gave birth to their wonderful child (mini version of Levi) and Levi is nursed back to health and he's completely happy with his own family, Thank you!

Oow, this is a meaty one to write. Happy to write it. So, I'll be referring to college as University, as that's what we call it in the UK. Plus, college is a different thing here in the UK. It's like the school you go to after your GCSEs and before Uni. Hope that makes sense! I'll put her in her last year, but just starting it. The last year is the most intense (from my own experience, I had so much coursework and essays to write!) I've written similar things to this before on Ao3, so happy to do this one and love the idea. Thank you for suggesting!!

You should be illegal.

Pairing: Levi x reader

Tags and genre: Romance, established couple, secret couple, rich Levi and normal reader, deeply in love, unplanned pregnancy, kidnapping, ransom, Levi is beaten, Reader is captured, Levi gets shot for Levi, happy ending, baby, family.

Concept: Levi and the reader are in a secret relationship and have been for a while. Due to being filthy rich and the head of a big company, you want it to be secret because you want to finish your degree first and away from nosy people. Levi is madly in love with the reader and wants a future, but when the future wants presents itself sooner than planned an argument breaks out. While Levi takes a walk to think over your pregnancy, he is taken and tortured over and over for money. The reader goes to save Levi, only to wind up in the same situation. While Erwin and the others are trying to save them, a kidnapper shoots at the reader, but Levi takes the bullet. While Levi's recovering, the two talk it out and plan for the baby. You can finish your degree a month before the baby is due. Your baby arrives and grows up into a happy and healthy toddler showered in love.

You walked out of your lecture hall with your friends chatting around you. You would have joined them for food, but you were tried and you already had plans. So, you lied and told them you were tired a lot these days and needed to rest because you'd been overstudying. You walked with them still, but they all came to a stop and gushed over someone. You looked to where they were pointing to see the head of the largest fashion firm and the richest bachelor in the eyes of everyone. Levi Ackerman.

Levi had just done a talk with the business students, but his mind was on something else. He kept thinking about a beautiful smile, a sweet laugh, soft warm skin running under his fingertips, gentle moans that filled his bedroom this morning. He felt a tingle inside him telling him to look. He looked around and locked eyes with you. He saw you blush hard, then hurry away.

You ran off with your heart racing as you remembered the things Levi did to you this morning. You knew Levi was going to be a little bit mad at you because you ran away after. Levi had gone for a shower right after and you just pulled on your clothes, grabbed your school things and ran out of his place and went to uni.

You hurried out of the campus, then slowed down and walked towards your small apartment. You were about to cross the road, but a familiar car pulled up and blocked your path. You felt a shiver run through when the window opened a little. You gulped hard and pointed. "I should really get home and study."

The car door opened and Levi leaned over. "Get in."

You whined a little, then slipped into his car and put your belt on. You watched Levi throw your bag in the back, then he raced off. "About this morning."

Levi glanced over at you. "Don't you dare say you're sorry. I was a little needy and selfish this morning. I knew you had an early lecture and I had to do a presentation. You had to go, but I am upset you denied me aftercare treatment. You know I love it."

You smiled and hummed a laugh at how cute your boyfriend was. "We can cuddle when we get to yours. You can spoil me as much as you like. I know you love spoiling me."

Levi smiled a little. "I do." He pulled into his safe and high-security parking space, then grabbed your bag and walked with you to the lift. He wanted to hold your hand, but he had to be sure no one was watching. "How was your lecture?"

You nodded. "Good. We went over some interesting things today. I had a chat with my lecturer and it's looking good. She says I have a research job lined up. So, my future is bright."

Levi walked out of the lift and hummed. He opened his door with a special keycard. "I'm glad."

You walked into his large clean apartment and stretched. "I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to nap."

Levi closed the door, then tackled you into a hug as soon as he knew you were both safe. He squeezed you and hummed in delight. "I missed you."

You blushed a little. "I missed you too."

He kissed along your shoulder and ran his hands over you. "I love you."

You turned in his arms and kissed him "I love you too."

Levi picked you up and carried you to the sofa. "You have a week off now, right?"

You nodded. "Study week. They're giving us a break."

Levi sat with you on his lap. "So, can I have you for a week?"

"Sure."

Levi frowned at you. "Sure?"

You hugged Levi tightly. "Absolutely."

Levi rubbed your back. "Are you okay?"

You hummed and closed your eyes. "I'm just very tired recently."

"Do you need the doctor?"

You sighed. "No. I just need to sleep."

"Well." He smiled and held you close. "I'm happy to be your bed and pillow." He kissed the top of your head. "I love you so much."

You woke up a little later feeling tired still and your body aching. You had been using Levi as a comfort blanket and he'd fallen asleep in the process. You slowly lay him down on the sofa, then you covered him in a blanket. You kissed his forehead, then grabbed your bag and went to the shop. You bought a few different things, then you went to the pharmacy and grabbed a few meds.

You leaned on the counter and thought maybe the pharmacist might be able to help. "Excuse me? I'm been feeling really tired and achy recently. Is there something for it?"

She hummed a little in thought. "Have you been feeling sick in the mornings?"

You frowned a little. "A little."

She smiled at you. "Do you have a boyfriend or male partner?"

You ruffled your hair. "Yes, but what has that got to do with it?"

She walked to the shelves, then grabbed two things and brought them over. She slapped them on the counter. "Try these two. It's best to be sure."

You stared at them and blushed. "Pregnancy tests!?"

She nodded. "Yes. You have the signs. Do you want these?"

You blushed and handed the money over. "Thanks." You hurried to Levi's and used his bathroom and tried the tests. You waited for them, then looked at the results. You were happy, but you were also upset. You were pregnant. "What do I do?"

Levi knocked on the door, then opened it and peered in. "Hey beautiful, are you okay?"

You looked to Levi. "I'm pregnant."

Levi lit up in pure delight. "Really!? This is amazing! We're going to be having a baby."

You got up and washed, then walked past him. "Well, at least one of us is happy."

Levi followed you. "What do you mean?"

You stopped and turned to Levi with tears in your eyes. "It's not good timing Levi. I want to finish university and get that job my teacher told me about. I want a baby with you in the future, not now. This just ends so much for me."

Levi walked over to you and cupped your face. "I'll take care of you and the baby. I have the money, plenty of it. I'll support you both and shower you in love. I know it's bad timing, but you can pick up your degree where you left off."

You pulled back. "You don't have to carry the baby to term and give birth to them and then lie in a bed and heal up." You hugged yourself. "I don't know if I can do this right now. I'm sorry. I have a lot to think about. It's possible I could finish my degree while pregnant, but this job is gone."

Levi nodded and frowned a little. "I have to get some air."

You followed Levi. "Levi, come back. Let's just talk this over. Please, Levi."

He turned and kissed you. "I love you so much. I'll do anything for you. I just have to think for a bit, okay?"

You nodded. "Okay. This is a lot for us both."

"Mainly you. You're right about it all. I'll be back."

You clutched your chest. "Levi."

Levi sniffed back tears and knew you were right. Levi was asking a lot of you to have the baby and throw away your hopes and dreams. When you first met, Levi loved you for your wonderful ambitions and dreams. The other people he'd met wanted him for money and for him to take care of them, but you didn't want his money. You loved Levi for who he was, not what he was. You accepted all of him and your parents did as well. Levi had become part of your family and you had been welcomed into his group of friends.

Levi was so lost in his thoughts, then he didn't know someone was close to him. He felt the smack against the back of his head making him hit the floor. You were on his mind as he blacked out. You were in his dreams as he was moved. He woke up tied to a chair and thought that would be it, but they weren't done. They beat him and only mocked him for being weak. He noticed they were filming him as they hurt him over and over.

You were falling apart emotionally as Hange tried to comfort you. Erwin was pacing about making calls to locate Levi. Levi had been missing for a few days. You were a mess because your last time seeing him wasn't the best. You were so scared of many things. You looked up when you heard everyone talking and rushing about. You grabbed Hange's hand as a movie was played and Levi was beaten over and over.

Erwin sat down. "They want money."

You bit your lip hard. "Then give them money!"

Erwin crouched down in front of you. "I know you want him back, but we can't just throw money at these people and hope it works."

"I need him back."

Erwin sighed, then looked at the team. "Let's try and find out where he is. There has to be something they did to give it away."

You shook on the spot and listened to them talk for hours and break down the video, then they mentioned where it was. You grabbed a bag and ran for it. You heard them shouting for you, but you needed to get to Levi and tell him that you loved him and you wanted to go with his plan of having the baby and going back to your dream job later. You just wanted Levi back.

You arrived and banged on the door of the base. "I have your stupid money! Now give me back Levi!"

The doors opened, but it didn't go how you expected. You were grabbed and dragged through the halls. You were thrown into a room and left on the floor. You saw them arguing about something, then they mentioned you were Levi's lover. You and Levi had been so sure to keep your relationship quiet, but they had found out.

You turned to the door when Levi was dragged into the room, then left on the floor. "Levi!"

Levi lifted his head up and gazed at you. He said your name as his face was filled with panic and love. "Why are you here?"

You crawled over to him and hugged him tightly. "I came for you. Everyone else knows where you are. They're on their way, but I had to come see you first."

Levi hugged you back. "I'm sorry about everything."

You clung to Levi. "Don't be sorry. Levi, I want this baby. They are a surprise and arrived a little soon, but that's okay. I can put my plans on hold. I can't lose you at all. This baby is a gift. We can make it work."

Levi smiled at you. "Only if you want them. I don't want you to feel pressured. If you want to."

You cupped Levi's face. "I want them. I want the family. I want us. Let's just get the hell out of here."

The leader of the group walked in and smiled. "I knew it. I knew you were fucking her."

Levi growled. "Touch her and I fucking kill you. I can take any beating you give me and I'll give you whatever money you want, just end this insanity."

He hummed, then pointed a gun at you. "How about I kill this little bitch for more money."

Levi lunged for you, but he was held back. "Don't touch her! I'll kill you all!"

You shook, then looked to Levi. "It's okay. It'll be okay." You heard Erwin and his team breaking the front door in. "They'll make it."

The man cocked the gun and smirked. "A shame to kill you really. You're a pretty thing."

You closed your eyes tightly and heard Levi shout your name, then your body slammed against the floor and a bang rang out in the room. You opened your eyes when you felt a weight on you and hands gripping your back. You watched the door slam open, then Erwin along with police come running in.

Levi said your name, then leaned up and looked down at you. "Are you okay?"

You nodded. "Y-yes, but something warm and wet is on me." You looked to Levi's shoulder to see a hole. "Levi! You've been shot!"

Levi smiled at you. "I missed you."

You welled up and cried. "You're bleeding."

"I'm okay."

You moved Levi off you. "Medic! Someone help!"

Levi smiled at you. "Please smile."

You sniffed, then smiled at Levi. "I love you."

Levi smiled more. "Love you too."

You went with Levi to the hospital, then you sat with him as he healed up. Levi was in there for a while, mainly because his torture injuries had to heal. They were worried for his right eye because they'd cut his face. He healed well and your university had allowed you to work from the hospital so you could be with Levi. You didn't mind that your relationship was out in the open. You were happy at how people reacted. No one judged you both, but loved you and supported you as a couple.

As you looked after Levi, your belly grew and you had scans while at the hospital and took care of Levi. You were both getting more and more excited for the baby to arrive. Levi was finally allowed to leave the hospital and moved you into his house. You both made up a baby room and felt even more excitement. You were a bit embarrassed at your graduation for being fit to burst with the baby, but everyone you knew was overjoyed. Your teacher was too and said you could do the research job at the university straight after you've had your maternity leave.

The birth went well. Levi looked after you and the baby after. Levi made you rest while he change diapers and went to your son when he cried at night. You couldn't believe how wonderful he was and dedicated. Levi was a wonderful father and partner to you. Levi wanted to marry you, but you wanted to wait until you were healed up and your son was a little older.

You and Levi married when your son Ren was two and could enjoy his time at the wedding. When Ren reached three, it was very clear he was a copy of Levi. He liked things to be clean, he adored you and he could be emotionless sometimes on the outside, but internally was very emotional.

You sat with Levi on the sofa as Ren played with his toys. You were working on some papers and marking things for the teacher. You frowned a little, then looked up and saw your son and Levi were staring at you. "Yes?"

Ren walked over. "Mummy, I need cuddles."

You put your papers down, then picked him up and hugged him. "You can have plenty." You looked to Levi. "Let me guess, you'd like a hug as well?"

Levi hugged you and Ren. "I've been thinking."

You hummed. "Dangerous."

"Me and Ren have talked when I give him a bath and the times we play."

You hummed a laugh. "Alright, let me hear it."

Ren looked up at you. "May I have a brother or sister?"

You blushed, then looked to Levi. "A baby?"

Levi nodded. "Oh, only if you want one."

You smiled a little and felt a little giddy. "Well, actually. I was going to talk to you about that tonight. I was going to ask if you wanted more kids because I want to expand our wonderful family. So, yes. Let's make Ren a big brother."

Ren welled up a little. "Thank you, mummy and daddy."

Levi rubbed his son's tears away. "You really want to be a big brother, don't you?"

"Yes!" Ren giggled. "So much!"

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A Thousand Years

(Erwin's POV)

ErwinXFReader

Word Count: 2,371

Warning: None i guess haha, btw i ship levi with petra please dont come at me, also im a noob

(PS this is the second fic I wrote. This is connected to the first fic haha I was listening to Flightless Bird, the string quartet version then got inspired to write this, im a mess)

ANOTHER PS I LITERALLY HAVE A PAPER DUE FOR MY SOCIAL SCIENCE AND GEOPOLITICS CLASS BUT HERE I AM USING MY TIME SO PRODUCTIVELY 🥲

Send help

Please

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I will come to you.

In another life...

In a gentler world...

I will come to you.

I will find you and love you with all my heart again.

I promise you...

Those words echoed in his head. Like a lullaby haunting him.

Whose words were these?

Who are you?

He was tossing and turning in his bed, wanting to wake from this heartbreaking dream. This wasn't a nightmare, no it wasn't. This was a memory. But of who?

Then he opened his eyes. Cerulean colored eyes that have long shed tears of this dream.

It's that dream again.

He rubbed his hands on his face to wipe the tears falling down his cerulean eyes and he sighed. For as long as he can remember, he has always been visited by this dream. A voice of a woman. Her oath. But to whose voice did they belong ?

I must be losing my mind, he thought. Maybe this was the effect of reading too much. He sighed again and chuckled.

His phone vibrated, alerting him of a message. He took his phone from the bedside cabinet he put it on and read the message.

Hange will be swinging by the café today at 9 AM.

It was a message from his childhood friend, Levi. As direct as ever, he thought. Was he inviting or was he just informing? He chuckled again from his friend's message. Then his phone rang, it was from Hange. He and Hange met in college. And from there, things just picked up their pace and a friendship like no other bloomed.

'Yo, Erwin. How are you? I'll be dropping by Levi's café later. Wanna come see me? I have lots of stories to tell and lots of books for you to read.', she laughed hysterically.

'I see, you're as energetic as ever Hange.', he replied.

'Of course I am. I'll be seeing my buddies so I'm excited.', she responded enthusiastically.

'You don't have any classes this morning right?', she confirmed.

'Hmm my classes are all scheduled in the afternoon till evening so alright, I'll be there.'

'Cool! See you Commander!', those were Hange's last words before she ended the call.

Commander huh, he hasn't heard those words for too long. For some reason, Hange has always been calling him that since college. According to Hange he just gives off this commander vibes, that's why he calls him that. She's crazy and he knows that so he just kind of let her call him that.

He got out of bed and went to take a shower. Maybe this will take my mind off that dream, he thought. Thinking that maybe he just needs more social interaction. He's just been reading too much lately, maybe that's why his brain is getting more creative by the day and creating these weird sorts of dreams. As he twisted the shower knob, he sighed and hoped that the water would wash away the aching pain in his heart from the dream he had.

---

As he entered Café Kuschel, the café his friend Levi owned, he could already hear Hange's hysterical laughs inside. He then spotted Hange sitting by the table near the counter where Levi was and as soon as Hange spotted him, she enthusiastically called out his name.

'Hello Commander or should I say Professor Erwin?' Hange teased.

'Call me whatever you like Hange.'

'So, how've you been Erwin? Levi told me that you were having these nightmares.' Hange asked.

'Didn't take you for a snitch Levi.' He looked at Levi with a smirk.

Levi then responded with his iconic, 'Tsk!'.

He and Hange could just laugh then he added, 'Well, I wouldn't really call it a nightmare Hange. It's more of, I don't know. A memory?'.

Hange looked at him with pitiful eyes. 'What?', he asked.

'It's hard being a literature professor huh.', Hange said, full of concern.

'What? No, it's, I do-

'You read too much Erwin.' she said jokingly.

'Of course I have to, it's kind of my job and you know how much I love reading.' He retorted.

'I know, but seriously it's taking a toll on you professor hahaha. You know I brought some books from the publishing company today. But seeing you, like this. I don't think you need books, Erwin.' she looked at him with a stern face.

'Ok, so what do you think I need?', he curiously asked.

'A girlfriend.' Hange confidently suggested. Wait, when was the last time this guy went on a date, Levi?', Hange asked their mutual friend.

'Oi, what do you think of me? I don't pry on his personal life too much, tsk.', Levi answered Hange's question.

'Eh, is that so? You're a lucky guy you know. Even if you look pissed all the time you still got yourself a cute girlfriend. So, how's Petra?' Hange asked with a teasing smirk while raising her eyebrows.

'Erwin's last date was 5 months ago with a redhead woman he met in this café also 5 months ago. But she never called him again because according to her, it seems like he's always spacing out, and nor did he ever call her again because according to him 'she's not the one I was looking for'. And that's it, that's all I know'. Levi confessed.

Erwin could only shake his head in disappointment. Meanwhile Hange on the other side, was very amused to Levi's detailed confession. 'Wow, that was amazing Levi. You'd snitch on your friend so you can keep your love life private huh.'

'Yep and I did not expect that.', Erwin said while sipping his coffee.

'Ok, back to you Erwin. What the hell was 'she's not who I was looking for'? What exactly are you looking for, Mr. Professor?' Hange asked.

'I, I don't know. I just feel like I'm waiting for someone.' He replied.

'Who? That woman from your dreams?' Hange teasingly asked.

Then Erwin went silent.

Who was she? Am I waiting for her? Is she even real? These thoughts came to Erwin's mind.

'Woah there, what got you silent all of a sudden? Don't tell me you-

Hange's response was interrupted by a call from her phone.

'Yes, hello Y/N. What's the matter? What can I help you with?' Hange answered her phone.

Meanwhile Erwin stood up from his chair and signaled Levi that he was now going. When Hange saw this, she put her phone down for a while.

'Wait, for a while Y/N, I just need to give something to a troubled soul.

Erwin, wait, before you leave, here take this book. I know I told you no books for today but please support us hahaha. It's the new book from the writer I kept telling you about, you know, the one I was handling. I also gave you her first book, have you read it already?'

'No, I haven't', Erwin honestly denied.

'Ugh, you're missing out you know. She's good. Anyway I'm still giving you her new book in case you change your mind.' Hange said as she handed him the book.

'Alright, thank you Hange.' He said.

Hange winked at him and before he could exit the café, Hange shouted, 'Go, get yourself a girlfriend, Commander!'. Then burst out laughing hysterically.

Levi can only sigh in annoyance as he was wiping the cups clean.

---

What an exhausting day, he thought. His classes started at 1 and his last class ended at 8 and he just got home.

9:30, was the time shown on his digital clock when he looked at it. On this cold night, in his dark room, he felt lonely. Should I really get a girlfriend, he wondered. Well, coming home to someone doesn't sound so bad at all. But for some reason, he just can't, he's just not able to commit to any woman. He tried dating a few years back, but it just won't work out. Was the universe conspiring against him? He can only ask. And as he pondered upon these things, he sighed heavily. He sat down on the couch in his living room and as he put his things down, a book suddenly fell from his bag. It was the book Hange gave him earlier this morning. And when he was about to pick up the book, which was lying with its back exposed, he found himself in disbelief.

'I will come to you. In another life, in a gentler world, I will come to you, I will find you and love you with all my heart again. I..I promise you.'

He couldn't believe it, the words he kept on hearing in his dreams. It was here, it was there, written on the book. He then scanned the book looking for its author but to his dismay the author was using a pen name and there was no picture. There was also no useful information about the author of the book. He got so intrigued that he unconsciously dialed Hange on the phone.

'Oh, Erwin. This is a shock. What, missed me already? Or have you come to inform me that you got yourself a girlfriend?', Hange said, still teasing him even in a phone call.

'No, Hange. I- I need to, the author of the book that you gave to me this morning. I have to, no, I, I need to talk to her', Erwin answered.

'Eh, see I told you she's good isn't she? Anyway if you want to meet her, her book will be published tomorrow. I'll text you the details of when and what time.' Hange replied.

'Ok, thank you so much Hange.', Erwin responded and ended the call.

He cannot believe what is happening. What game is the universe trying to play at him? Who is this woman? Is the author the woman in his dreams? No, I cannot go jumping to conclusions, he thought. I'll know when I see her tomorrow. And he was hopeful that by tomorrow he'll finally get the answers to his questions.

--

Tomorrow finally came. Erwin got up early that morning and jogged for a few kilometers to calm his nerves down. He was nervous as hell. He was confused. He doesn't understand what's happening. He knows he's a smart man but his dream, the book, the author, it's just something that cannot be logically explained.

I'll finally have the answers by today, he told himself while buttoning his white polo sleeves. After getting ready, Erwin immediately drove to the place that Hange texted him.

When he arrived there, it was crowded. He didn't expect this. Maybe she's really a good writer after all, he thought. He then proceeded to sit on one of the chairs near the stage.

He was getting anxious by the second. Will he really get the answers he needs? And all the what ifs started pouring inside his mind. Then the crowd applauded, recognizing that the author has finally arrived on stage. And when he looked at the stage he finally saw her. He was staring at her. He couldn't help it. He just couldn't take her eyes off her. For some reason it felt like finally solving the puzzle. He just took one look at her and it already felt like she was the missing piece. Then he noticed it, she was looking back at him. She was staring at him too. They were looking in each other's eyes like two souls who've always longed and yearned for each other. And slowly, flashes of images, of memories came crashing in his mind. Memories of a different world, of a different life where they weren't lucky enough to love and hold each other for a long time. Memories of a cruel world that separated them.

What the hell is this?

The crowd went silent for a second. Then Hange cleared her throat and whispered the author's name loudly, 'Y/N!'.

Y/N, he remembered now. Y/N, the woman he loved the most. Y/N, who made the cruel world beautiful. Y/N, the one he's been waiting for all this time. Y/N, who through her book, has found him. Y/N, who fulfilled her promise.

Then their eye contact broke when Y/N looked down at the podium so she could start her speech. And when she looked up again, he was gone. He stood up and left his chair because he needed to get himself together. He was so happy he could burst. The feeling was overwhelming and he could not contain himself. He needed to go somewhere to calm himself. In a secluded alley in the bookshop, he pulled himself together. He was sobbing uncontrollably. It all made sense now. They were each other's soulmates. Their love is a love that transcends lifetimes. Then he heard it,

'I will come to you. In another life, in a gentler world, I will come to you, I will find you and love you with all my heart again. I..I promise you.'

When she said those lines, it was exactly the voice of the woman in her dreams. The voice that kept on reminding him of her promise. The voice that expressed her undying love for him. The voice that he missed so much.

---

When the event was over, he gathered his courage to finally come to her. His heart was pounding like crazy. He just can't wait to hold her again. He just can't wait to kiss her again. He just can't wait to love her once more.

And there she was, as beautiful as ever. He walked towards her, and it just felt so surreal. As he was getting near her, it felt like coming home. The thought of her, so close this time filled his heart with warmth. And when she felt his presence behind her, she slowly turned around. Their eyes met once more.

God you're so beautiful, he thought.

He was getting so nervous and he was unsure what to say. But the gentle look of her eyes calmed him down. Her loving stare that he missed so much. He just can't wait to be with her again.

I love you Y/N, he thought.

And with a smile on his face, he told her,

'You found me Y/N.'

Here's Professor Erwin y'all. Feast your eyes MWHAHAHA

[someonestolemyshoes]

Hi! Have u done any pregnant Hanji and overprotective daddy Levi already?? Yep i think im craving for more domestic levihan family, im sorry 😭

Im a bit new here in the community, and when i read ur works, i fell in love with it already, thank you for existing!!! 💖💖💖

Hello anon! Thank you so much, I’m so glad you enjoyed my other fics :3 Sorry for the very long wait for this one, I've been struggling to find the time/motivation to write lately, but I'm feeling a little better and I figured I'd get to work on some of my prompts. Starting here!!

It ended up a little less domestic and a touch more angsty than I had originally planned, but only for a moment--happy endings all round! 

Warning: this does start off with non-graphic depictions of nausea/vomiting, I hope that doesn't bother you!

Hange had been feeling unwell for days.

It wasn't an uncommon occurrence—Hange tended to wake up feeling nauseous some days, most often when she'd neglected to eat a decent meal the evening before—but this was the fourth morning in a row now, that Hange found herself bent over the toilet bowl in the early hours of the morning, heaving up nothing but acid and empty air. 

She retched until her stomach ached. There was nothing left to bring up, but her gut still rolled unpleasantly and there was a telling tremor under her tongue that warned her it might be best to stay in the bathroom a little while longer. She settled heavily against the wall to catch her breath.

It didn't make any sense. For most of the day, Hange felt fine. A little tired, maybe, but that was only to be expected after spending half the night every night on the bathroom floor. Tonight, no doubt, would follow the uncomfortably familiar routine: Hange would dry-heave a little longer, until the queasiness abated enough for Levi to convince her to come back to bed, and then she would toss and turn, too warm beneath the bed clothes, until she could fall into a restless sleep. She'd wake up feeling a little groggy, a little bleary, unreasonably hungry, but after a coffee and some breakfast she would feel well again. Perfectly normal.

Like clockwork, Levi appeared in the doorway just as Hange had flopped herself back over the toilet. She felt his palm, cool and soft, press against the back of her neck. Hange gathered her hair back from her face with both hands, braced her elbows on the toilet bowl, letting out a groan of discomfort as her stomach twisted, threatened to revolt again. Levi's thumb rubbed soothingly against her neck.

Sure enough, she brought up nothing more, but she gagged plenty, and found herself gasping for breath by the time she leaned back against Levi, aching and exhausted. His lips pressed into her damp hair.

Levi was as silent as always. His touch was pleasant, his presence welcome. Hange needed the hand he offered to pull her to her feet, needed his reassuring grip at her hips as she brushed her teeth and rinsed her mouth out. Her quaking knees felt unstable beneath her. 

He lay facing her after they got into bed. Hange was sprawled out atop the covers, shifting restlessly to find the coolest patches on the bed. Levi watched her for a moment, then said, "This isn't normal."

Hange only grumbled.

"You said you'd book an appointment with the doctor."

Hange grumbled again. Levi ticked his tongue and rolled to lie on his back, staring at the ceiling.

"Call tomorrow."

"If I didn't know better," Hange said sluggishly, "I'd say you were worried about me."

He scowled and rolled onto his other side, his back to her now.

"No, just sick of waking up at half four every morning to drag you back to bed."

Hange managed a small, wicked snicker, but shuffled across the space between them and pressed an apologetic kiss to the back of his neck.

"Must be dreadful," she said. Her voice sounded raw, hoarse. She buried her nose into his hair and took a long, deep breath. Levi grunted, but reached back and pulled her arm loosely over his hip. He knotted their fingers together loosely.

"Call them, Hange."

Hange gave his fingers a gentle, reassuring squeeze.

"I will."

**

Hange prided herself on being a reasonably intelligent person. She had two degrees, was working towards her doctorate, and already had her name on a small handful of peer-reviewed research papers. She spoke multiple languages, read dissertations for fun, kept a (in Levi’s words) disgustingly realistic human skeleton in a box under the bed for study purposes, and had spent the better part of the last 26 years of her life studying human biology and physiology.  

How she had not predicted that she might be pregnant was almost unfathomable. 

She left the doctors office in a daze with an appointment card and several pamphlets in hand. She had been referred hastily to a midwife and the hospital would soon be sending out a date for an ultrasound—“As soon as possible,” the doctor had said, “since you’re not sure how far along you are.” 

The thing is, Hange had been on the same birth control pill for years now. Forgetful as she may be about many, many things (like eating, and bathing, and washing the dishes and taking out the garbage and and and), Hange was religious in taking that damn pill at the same time every single day. She had never missed it, not even once. Without a regular cycle, Hange had no way of predicting when they had conceived, and the doctor was eager to make sure no essential landmarks in her antenatal care were missed, if they could possibly help it.

The thought had never even crossed her mind. It seemed ridiculous now, in hindsight. The sickness was one thing, but now that she thought about it, there were a whole host of small oddities that Hange could easily attribute to pregnancy. Lethargy, and bloating, heartburn, and she had been peeing more than usual—Hange groaned, and scrubbed her hands over her face. She should have suspected, at least. Should have put the pieces together sooner. 

But, stupid and naive as it may be, she hadn’t thought it possible. Why worry about it, when Hange had taken consistent precautions to avoid it? 

She felt queasy the entire bus ride home. 

It wasn’t that she was against the idea of having children. One day, maybe. When she had finished her doctorate, got herself a steady, well-paid job. When she and Levi had moved out of their tiny, cramped apartment into somewhere bigger, somewhere more suited for a family. 

And god. Levi. 

This was something they’d never really talked about. For his part, Levi never seemed all that interested. He was good with Hange’s nieces and nephews, and Erwin’s son adored him, and he hadn’t showed any express dislike for children, but—well, tolerating other peoples little brats and raising your own are two very different things. 

What if Levi didn’t want the baby? What if he did? Hange wasn’t even sure herself what she wanted to do about the whole situation—what if she didn’t want it? What if, after some reflection, Hange decided now wasn’t a good time? Could they even afford a baby right now? Hange’s money was tied up in her education, while Levi was just making ends meet at the office. They got by well enough with just the two of them, but add in a baby? A whole other person, entirely dependant on them for support? Hange could barely feed and bathe herself, some days, never mind responsibly care for a child. 

By the time the bus pulled up near the house, Hange felt more distressed than ever. Levi, at least, was at work until the evening, so she had a few more hours to herself to mull everything over, but the entire situation made her stomach clench and churn unpleasantly with every new thought. 

The prospect of having a child was terrifying. The prospect of not having this child was nauseating. 

Levi had left the flat in pristine condition when he had left for work, but Hange barely had the energy to feel even a little guilty as she shrugged off her coat and kicked off her shoes, leaving both strewn about the floor. She dumped her bag and made her way sluggishly through to the bedroom. 

Levi had made the bed. The sheet was stretched flat over the mattress, the pillows perfectly fluffed and set against the headboard. Hange’s nightshirt, one of Levi’s old, baggy shirts, too stretched and threadbare for him to wear, had been folded neatly and left on her side of the bed, her slippers lined up smartly with the bed frame. For some reason—hormones, she told herself—her eyes watered, and a lump swelled in her throat. She sniffled pitifully as she stripped off her clothes and pulled on the shirt, clambering into the bed and tugging the sheets until the cocooned around her. 

Hange passed the rest of the day tossing and turning in bed. She tried to nap, but her mind was too restless, occupied with thoughts of the baby, with the concept of having to tell Levi when he came home. She could try to lie, say the doctors had done some blood work, that she was waiting on the results of some test or other, but Levi knew her too well. She could never lie to him, and her despondent state would give her away before she had the chance to say anything. 

The sun was beginning to set by the time she heard Levi’s keys in the door. She felt exhausted, head aching with all the thinking, considering, weighing up her options; with running over every possible outcome she could imagine. Keeping the baby, getting rid of the baby, Levi not wanting the baby, Levi leaving over the baby—every scenario she could imagine was worse than the last. There was only one idea that she had hardly dared entertain, in fear of disappointment if things didn’t work out. 

She heard Levi call out for her, but gave no answer. She listened, curled up in a ball on her side, as he shuffled around, no doubt picking up her coat and shoes from where she had abandoned them. And then he made his way towards the bedroom, steps soft on the plush carpet. The bedroom door creaked open. 

“Hange?” 

She made a small, warbled noise under the bedclothes. Levi came to sit on the bed, the mattress dipping beneath his weight. His hand found the curve of Hange’s hip. 

“How was it?” 

Hange made another noncommittal sound. She wiped her nose and eyes on the sheets, but didn’t dare show her face just yet. She wasn’t ready. She had never prepared for this conversation, never even imagined it before today. It was too soon. Not enough time to rehearse. 

Levi’s hand moved to her back, rubbing lightly up and down her spine, before dropping to the mattress behind her. He leaned over her, and she felt his lips press warm and gentle to the point of her shoulder. A fresh wave of tears poured over the bridge of her nose and down the side of her face. 

She tried to be quiet, but something—the shake of her shoulder, perhaps, or the shudder of air as she tried to take a steadying breath in—gave way to her crying. Levi moved off the bed, but Hange felt his fingers prying lightly at the sheets, pulling them down until he could get a good look at her face. He was kneeling by the bed now, face level with her, and he looked at her with worry pinching deep creases between his brows. 

“Oi, what’d they say?” 

Hange bit the inside of her lip and rubbed her damp cheek on the pillow. If Levi was bothered by her using their bedding as a tissue, he didn’t show it. He simply looked at her, eyes darting over her face, searching. It occurred to Hange then how this must look to him. She had gone to the doctors due to unexplained, violent sickness, and now she is in bed, hours later, still crying about whatever news she had received. 

“I’m fine,” she said. Levi’s tense shoulders relaxed a fraction, but his face remained pinched, frowning and concerned. Hange wanted to tell him quickly, simply, like ripping off a plaster, but the words would not come. She opened her mouth, but her throat constricted painfully. 

Eventually, she said, “my bag. There’s some stuff in my bag. Have a look.” 

Levi gave her a somewhat quizzical look, but stood, dropping a quick kiss to her temple before going to fetch the bag, and dipping his hand in to fish out the contents inside. 

Hange watched with her breath held and her stomach clenched as Levi pulled out the handful of leaflets and turned them over, looking at each one in turn. His eyes widened fractionally as comprehension dawned on him. His lips pressed into a thin line. Leaden weight settled in Hange’s gut. She curled into a tighter ball, pressing the bedsheets over her mouth and nose, waiting for him to gather himself enough to say something. 

After a moment, he spoke. 

“That’s all?” 

Huh? “Huh?!” 

Hange disentangled her arms from the sheets and sat up, staring at him. Levi moved to sit on the edge of the bed again, a scowl back on his face, though there was an intriguing flush high on his cheeks as he whacked her lightly on the top of the head with the leaflets. 

“Stupid four-eyes,” he said, exasperated. “Crying like that. I thought you were dying.”  

“I’m pregnant.” Hange said the word slowly, carefully, in case Levi had somehow misunderstood. He had the audacity to look at her like she was stupid.

“I can see that.” 

“And you have nothing more to say about it? That’s all?” 

Levi shrugged a little at her. Aside from the small patches of colour in his cheeks, Levi seemed wholly unfazed by the revelation. 

“It’s just a baby. We can handle a baby.” 

“That doesn’t terrify you?” 

Levi scrutinised her for a moment, before he said, “are you scared?” 

“Yes? Yes! How are you so calm? We can’t afford a baby—we don’t have the time for a baby? Where will they going to sleep? We don’t have a spare room. Can we get time off work to take care of a baby? How will we pay for childcare when we can’t be around?” 

“Hange,” Levi said, putting a stop to her rambling. He watched her with a pinched stare. “Do you not want it?” 

Hange had spent the majority of the day mulling over this same question. Staring a family was a huge, life-changing commitment, something that required  careful forethought and planning. They had not had that luxury. Hange was pregnant now. She had doubts and fears, more than she could ever express, but the idea of simply having a baby—of having this baby—wasn’t upsetting. In the small, brief moments she had allowed herself to imagine a future where she and Levi were parents, where they weren’t wanting for money or time, where things were well, she felt happy. Giddy. The prospect was almost exciting. 

“It’s not that,” Hange said earnestly. “I do—I’ve been thinking about it all day, and I—I do want it. But I just—we had no time to prepare. We have no savings, we have no space, I’m a mess. How are we supposed to take care of a tiny person? Babies are hard work, Levi.”

“You’re already hard work.” 

Hange laughed weakly, and wiped at her face again. Levi pressed a kiss to her raw cheek. 

“We’ll figure it out,” he said.

Hange leaned into him, sighing quietly. 

“Is this the kind of thing we can just figure out?” 

Levi hummed, shrugging his shoulder. His fingers skimmed up beneath Hange’s shirt, splaying over the small of her back and pulling her closer. 

“Why not? We’ve done a good job bullshitting our way through everything else.”  

Hange laughed lightly and bumped the side of her head against Levi’s.  

“This is different, Levi. This is a person. A tiny little person who is going to need me and you to do everything for them. What if we can’t do it? What if we mess up?” 

“Hange.” Levi pulled back a little and his hands came up to grip either side of her face, forcing her to look at him. “Stop. I know all that. But if you want the brat, and I want the brat, we’ve got no choice but to get on with it.” 

“I know, I know, but—wait, you want the baby?” 

Levi maintained eye contact with her, but it seemed to take a concentrated effort to do so. The flush of his cheeks deepened a little and his lips quirked at the corners. No doubt to compensate for the show of emotion, he pulled his face into his customary frown. 

“It’s fine,” he said. Hange fought the urge to roll her eyes and caught his hands as he lowered them from her face, pulling them into her lap. 

“Are you saying that because it’s already too late, or do you want to keep it?” 

Levi’s face took on a look of constipated strain. He curled his lip as though in distaste, then hooked a hand around the back of Hange’s neck and pulled her face to his abruptly, smacking a kiss to her lips. He let his forehead settle against hers and stroked his thumb over the hinge of her jaw. 

He fought to keep his tone neutral, but Hange could hear the happy tremor in his voice as he said again, “It’s fine.”

For the first time since hearing the news that day, Hange allowed herself to feel excited. To accept the idea that she and Levi were about to start their own bizarre little family. That Levi was still with her felt incredible enough, but to know that he was pleased—it was more than she could ever have hoped for. Hange gave a wet laugh and kissed him again. 

“Are you allergic to looking happy?” Hange asked as they broke apart. Levi clicked his tongue and pulled back to flick her square between the eyebrows. She laughed a little louder and leaned to wipe her runny nose on his shoulder. Levi muttered under his breath, but didn’t push her away.  

“Okay,” Hange said, after a moment. She sat back and pushed her hair back from her face. “Okay. We’re having a baby, then.” 

Levi’s rubbed the smile from his lips with the back of his hand, nodding. “We’re having a baby.” 

Hange sunk down to flop back over the pillows. Levi looked down at her, head tilted, chewing the inside of his lip. Hange reached up to brush his fringe off his forehead, warmth spilling in her chest when he held her hand close and turned to kiss her palm. 

She smiled a little playfully, and freed a leg from the sheets to dig her toes into his ribs. 

“If I’d known you wanted kids I would have been significantly less stressed, you know.” 

Levi quirked a brow at her. 

“I’ve told you that before.” 

“No, you haven’t.” 

“I have. At your sisters wedding.” 

Hange racked her brain, searching for the conversation. She remembered the occasion, and she remembered that she and Levi had somehow ended up babysitting Hange’s family brood. She remembered Levi, wrestling to keep her youngest nephew on his lap while the eldest, still only five or six at the time, was clambering up the back of his chair, sticky hands tugging at Levi’s collar. Hange fought hard to recall more of what was said, but could remember nothing at all of Levi announcing that he had wanted one of his own. 

“You said these brats aren’t so bad,” Hange said slowly. 

Levi nodded at her. Hange waited for him to elaborate, but he didn’t, only looked at her like there was nothing more he needed to say. 

“That’s it? That’s your idea of telling me you want kids?” 

“The hell else could I have meant?” 

Hange dug her toe at him again but Levi caught her foot this time, pushing it firmly down onto the mattress. Hange reached for him with both arms instead, curling them around the back of his neck and tugging him down quickly. He toppled over her with a quiet oof, and Hange rolled them quickly, straddling his waist and dropping her weight down onto him. 

“That is the kind of thing you say clearly, Levi! These brats aren’t so bad—you’re ridiculous!” 

Levi wrestled with her arms a little longer before giving up and bringing his hands instead to rest low on her hips. He watched her with a curious expression on his face, something open and soft, and then his eyes roved down to her abdomen and his thumbs brushed inwards, beneath the hem of her shirt, stroking over her lower belly. 

This time, he didn’t fight his smile. 

He reached up and pulled her down by the neck, and kissed her soundly. Hange melted against him, welcomed the press of his tongue between her lips, shuddered pleasantly when he nipped at her bottom lip. She went with him willingly as he rolled them both over, nudging a knee between her legs and settling his weight against her. 

She was spreading her legs to make space for him, when he paused suddenly, and pulled back, leaning over the bed and scooping through the discarded back of leaflets. Hange, winded and dishevelled, watched him incredulously as he flicked through the contents of one, then tossed it aside and opened another. 

“What are you doing?” 

Without looking up, Levi replied, “Checking.” 

“Checking what?” 

“I wanna know if we can still—” he waved a hand between them, and went back to searching. 

“We’ve been—” Hange mimicked his gesture, “—up until now anyway.” 

Levi looked up at her, looking mildly horrified. He held up one his open leaflet and said, “You’ve been drinking alcohol, too. You’re not supposed to do that. And look, here—you’re not supposed to overwork. You’ll have to take on less hours at the university. And you’ll eat. Proper damn meals. Every day.” 

Hange flopped back against the pillows, eyes rolling, watching as Levi picked up each new leaflet in turn, pointing out every little adjustment that Hange would have to make. 

“This one says you should get eight to ten hours sleep per night. Every night. And not so much coffee, the caffeine’s bad for the baby.” 

The baby. It sounded surreal. It sounded ridiculous. Levi shifted to sit against the headboard beside her after opening the chunky little What to Expect While Expecting volume Hange had been handed while leaving the doctors. He seemed thoroughly engrossed, and seemingly unaware when one of his hands reached out to pull Hange’s hair free of its ponytail and sink into her hair. She hummed happily as his nails scraped over her scalp. 

Things were still scary, and Hange was still uncertain about how this whole adventure might turn out. But Levi was still with her, and Levi was happy, and that—

—Well, that was good enough. 

[unloved-cadillac]

How about something like the reader is originally a warrior, she becomes a scout immediately after the wall fell and ends up falling in love with Levi. Then one day she goes and tells Erwin everything to prove she’s on their side, when Levi finds out he’s angry at first but then ends up forgiving her

C/n: I actually wanted to write a story just like this. Thanks for requesting and I hope that you enjoy🤍

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Where My Heart Lies. (Levi x Reader)

Commander Magath spoke loudly as he addressed the warriors and soldiers. “Bring back the founder. I don’t care how, you are Warriors. Nothing less. This is your objective. Now, teamed with the Armored, Jaw, Female and Colossal Titan would be a normal soldier. To not create any suspicion and to look after you kids. Y/n L/n has been chosen from the head commander for this specific job. L/n!” He shouts her name and she steps forward. “Are you ready?”

She salutes and nods. “Yes, sir!”

When she is sent back to her room to pack, she thinks about the devils she will meet and kill. It made her happy. This is what she’s been training for. She might not have made it to inherit the Female Titan but she was strong. Strong enough.

She kissed her family goodbye and headed to the Island of Devils with four kids.

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When Marcel died and the kids infiltrated the walls, Y/n made another plan. It was much better than Magath’s “just get the founder no matter what” plan. “We are joining the army. Don’t worry. I’ll be right there with you. Once we gained their trust, we attack. Trust me.” She holds Reiner, Annie and Bertholdt close to her.

The training was easy for them. The gears were weird but it took Y/n a couple of tries to get it right; that meant that it didn’t take long for her to catch the attention of the Commander and Captain of this Survey Corps.

Erwin Smith, spoke to her. Telling her that if she joined the Survey Corps, she would be the best assets there. Titans would fall quickly and it would be closer to their goal of saving humanity. Although Y/n hated it, she agreed and later joined. Reiner, Annie and Bertholdt also joined because that way she could keep an eye on them.

Once she joined, her skills improved. Unintentionally, of course. All she wanted was get the founding titan and go home, because a certain man had captured her attention. Captain Levi. Humanity’s Strongest Soldier, a ruthless machine. He had his own squad but he helped train other squads as well. Including Y/n.

“You’re getting better, L/n. Keep it up.” He says as he walks by here as she finished taking down her opponent. “Thank you sir.” Levi nods and stands to the side as he watches her fight again. The movements faltered a bit but she won that round again.

“Let me show you something.” Levi interjects and steps in front of her. Her eyes widen but go back to normal as she finds her stance. “Be sharp on your feet, don’t avoid eye contact. Now watch.” He says and as fast as lightning, he had her hands behind her back and legs immobile. “How?!” She yells, chuckling a bit and he lets her go. “Practice. Now continue.” She nods as Levi begins to walk away.

Reiner didn’t miss that smile she had when Levi walked away.

Over the course of six months, Y/n and Levi began to get a bit closer than a captain and a cadet would normally be. She wasn’t young, late twenties just like him, but the feelings she felt for Levi started to flourish and it terrified her.

She couldn’t sleep because of it. Where did her heart lie now? To the army of Marley who didn’t really care about her or the “devils” that did nothing but be kind to her? Or the devil who stole her heart?

When the female titan attacked, Y/n gathered the warrior kids away from base. “What the fuck were you thinking?!” Y/n shouts at Annie but Annie scoffs. “That Eren Yeager is the reason. Did you forget why we’re actually here or did that devil do his magic on you that made you lose memory?” Annie spits back and Y/n shakes her head.

“Unnecessary. That’s what that was. Unnecessary deaths. This is ridiculous.” Y/n sighs out.

Now that Y/n had been promoted, she had got intel on the plan to capture Annie. As the commander spoke, Y/n had a war in her head. Does she tell Annie? Does she go along with the plan?

“Hey.”

A soft voice pulls her away from her mind and she looks at the man to her left. “You alright? You seem tense.” Levi asks and she nods. “I’m fine. This is a hectic plan, huh?”

“Yeah. Our own being a traitor? Make me sick just thinking about it.” Levi says and Y/n gulps. “But it’s alright, we’ll get them. I know it.” Levi assures her and rests a hand on hers.

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When Annie crystallized and havoc rained on the Survey Corps, Y/n knew where her loyalties laid. Once she knew every girl was asleep, she snuck out and made her way to the commanders office. The light that shone from inside told her that he was still awake, probably paperwork.

Y/n knocked and Erwin opened the door. “Ah, Y/n. Hello. Come in.” He welcomes her and she thanks him before sitting down. “What brings you here at this time of the night?” Erwin asks as he sits back into his chair.

“Erwin, there’s something…I need to tell you. Everyone actually but you’re the first that needs to know.” She begins.

“Me? I’m honored to know before Levi. I see you two are quite close nowadays.” Erwin wiggles his big eyebrows which makes her chuckle. “Yeah. That’s one of the reasons why I’m going to tell you what I know.” She gets serious and Erwin leans forward. “Go on.”

And she does. Every thing, not missing a single detail. From Marley, to the training, to the Titans and the traitors. “Commander, I’ll do whatever you want me to do. I’ll leave if that’s what you want. But, Reiner and Bertholdt plan of taking Eren hostage and if you can stop that, I suggest you do.” Y/n concludes and takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself after her speech.

“I see. And, when exactly will this “kidnapping” happen?” Erwin asks.

“I’m not entirely sure, commander. They only spoke about it but no specific date.”

Erwin nods and gets up from his seat causing Y/n to flinch. “Tomorrow, you tell all of our Vets. I’m not going to lock you up. That will cause too much of drama and ruin the plans. Go to sleep now. First thing tomorrow, you come clean to everyone.” Y/n nods and gets up from her seat to leave.

Once she is back in her bed, she breaks down. It’s like a heavy weight has been lifted from her shoulders. But the hard part now is to confess to Levi. Everything. “He’s going to hate me.” She whispers to herself as she wipes her tears. “I didn’t even get to tell him that I love him. Fuck.”

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The next morning, the Vets sat and listened as Y/n outed herself. She didn’t make eye contact with anyone and continued to look at the floor. She wouldn’t be able to handle the disappointment they had for her.

“Well, Y/n,” Nanaba begins after a long minute of silence, “thank you for telling us. It’s not going to be easy from here on out.” Y/n nods and lifts up her head and her eyes immediately land on Levi. She’s never seen him so mad before and to think that all that anger was aimed at her made Y/n sick to her core.

“Y/n did not do anything to betray her loyalty to the Corps. Instead, she betrayed her hometown. If that doesn’t scream loyalty, I don’t know what does.” Erwin comments and looks at her. The meeting progresses and when it finishes, Levi is immediately gone. She sighs but feels a hand in her shoulder.

“Talk to him. Explain it just as you did to me. That’s the only way he will forgive you.” Erwin tells her and she closes her eyes. “I don’t think he’ll ever forgive me.”

Levi stormed to his office and slammed his door shut. How could she? After everything that they had been through? Him losing his squad only to realize that she knew. And to think for a moment he might ha e actually loved her. A knock makes him groan. He wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone. So when he opened the door and saw Y/n standing there, it pushed him over the edge.

“How dare you show me your face to me?” He asks and Y/n bows her head. “I..I just wanted-“

“Nothing. I have nothing to say to you.”

“I didn’t know, Levi!” Y/n suddenly shouts and he looks at her. “What?”

“I didn’t know that Annie would do that. That wasn’t in the plan. That’s why I pulled away from them. If killing innocent people was the way to get the founder, I wasn’t going to participate. I’ve heard so much of stories about the devils of Paradis and how horrible they are, but right now the only horrible people here are the Marleyeans. I didn’t expect this. Everything I knew before was all lies. I didn’t expect to fall in love with you or confessing to all of the plans we had.” Y/n sighs as she finishes and Levi stares at her. Did he hear right? She loved him?

Levi runs a hand down his face and brings her in his office before shutting the door. When he faced her, he held her face in his hands and searched her eyes. “You won’t..lie about that, would you?” He asks in a hushed tone. Y/n knew exactly which part he was talking about and held his hands. “Never. I know that I lied about how I came here and my plans, but not this. Not when it means I could lose you if I did.” She replies and Levi nods.

He gently pulls her to him and kisses her forehead then lays his on it. “You’re going to have to make it up to me, you know that?” She smiles

“I know. I promise I will.”

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“She what?” Magath asks Reiner. “Y/n fell for Captain Levi and married him. When Zeke got involved, they were prepared already. She betrayed Marley, sir. She’s also the reason Bertholdt got killed. All of our plans were almost unsuccessful because of her.”

Zeke chuckles as he lights a cigarette. “Can’t say I’m surprised. She acted all tough but I knew she was a weak little bitch.” Reiner internally winces at Zeke’s choice at words. “Whatever. She is t our concern anymore. She married a devil so she is one now.”

Reiner shook his head at the thought of the girl who he looked up to. He’s so happy that she escaped this life. He wishes he was that lucky. Wishes that he could’ve left and start a family away from the chaos.

But at least one of them got a happy ending.

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“I can’t take it. My heart’s breaking.”

🖤🤍Thanks for reading🤍🖤

-Caddy.