#erwin smith scenarios

[levi-supreme]

Hi😘. May I request for one oolong and chocolate bon bon under the name of Hannah, 5yrs younger than Erwin. Theyre on a courting stage. Since Hannah have never been on a date and once talked about wanting to experience an arcade date, Erwin surprised her. Lots of funny things happened: not knowing how to operate the games like old people on their 30s but acts like teenagers when they won, persuading the staff to exchange their tickets to something they actually want🤣thank you😘teehee i wuv u 😘

Characters: Erwin x fem!reader

Prompts: Erwin [Oolong tea] and arcade date [chocolate bon bon]

A/N: Hello Hannah, thank you so much for this ask!!! This idea was so cute, and I had tons of fun writing it!! I'm laughing when I imagine Erwin being clueless and blur af in the arcade lol. It's hilarious XD

Again, I don't know how arcades elsewhere work, so I'm basing it on what I know where I live, and hopefully it isn't too much of a difference!! And.. this one's a little longer than usual too XD

I hope you like your arcade date with Erwin, and have lots and lots of fun!!! 💛

Rei’s 600 Follower Event: Date-A-Boyfriend (Closed)

It was five in the evening when your date for the night appeared by your doorstep. He was dressed in a polo shirt and shorts, and his blonde hair was neatly styled as well. You opted for a simple floral dress and brought along a cardigan. You were extremely nervous and hoped that you were not too underdressed since it was your very first time going on a date. You stared at your date from head to toe as you opened the door. Should I compliment him first, or should I wait for him to say something first?

"Hi Er—" "You look nice—"

The both of you spoke at the same time, pausing in your sentences after realising. You looked at your feet embarrassed while the man standing in front of you rubbed his neck awkwardly.

"Hi, Hannah. I, uh, what I wanted to say earlier was, you look really nice." Erwin looked at you and gave you a soft smile.

"You look nice yourself," you replied and stepped out of the house, locking your door securely before following Erwin to his car. When Erwin first asked you out, you told him that you had no preferences for anything, and you told Erwin to plan the night's itinerary. You had no idea how a date with a man should be like, and you didn't know what to expect. You played with your fingers nervously during the car ride; Erwin didn't tell you where you were going and what had he planned. Stopping at a shopping mall, Erwin parked the car and lead you towards a restaurant.

Dinner went on really well, and Erwin's calm demeanour really put you at ease. Erwin didn't find the need to constantly talk, and he was an excellent listener and a really thoughtful speaker too. You couldn't wait to find out what else he had planned. Erwin walked you out of the restaurant after paying the bill, and lead you to the highest floor of the shopping mall.

Hmm... maybe a movie? You thought to yourself, until Erwin walked past the cinema and lead you towards the arcade.

"An arcade...?" You looked at Erwin, feeling the jitters again all of a sudden. Erwin nodded and his cheek turned a little pink.

"Yeah... I, uh"—Erwin rubbed his neck again—"I remember you mentioning before that you really wanted to go on a date to the arcade and, uh... Yeah. Here we are." You could feel your cheeks heating up as well. You once mentioned it really casually when Erwin asked what your ideal first date was, and you candidly told him that an arcade date would be really fun. You never expected Erwin to remember what you said. You felt your heart skip a beat, and you couldn't hide the wide smile that appeared on your face too.

"Come on, let's go!" You grabbed Erwin's arm and pulled him inside the arcade. The neon lights were stunning and the loud music was booming, you didn't know where to start.

"Should we try these?" You pointed to an empty machine with two plastic guns hanging on the side. Erwin agreed and you two walked over, figuring out how to get it to start.

"Uhhh..." You looked around and saw people holding a kind of card and tapping on some screen on the machine they wanted to play, "Oh, Erwin, I think we're supposed to purchase a card, I think...?" You sheepishly tapped his arm and pointed to a couple not far from you. Erwin then told you to wait by the machine while he went to buy the card. He came back a few minutes later holding a red coloured card with the arcade's name on it.

"There was a promotion for new members, so I bought the $50 package and we have an extra 50 tickets inside our card too." Erwin smiled as he approached you. Tapping on the small screen, the monitor on the machine changed and you both started playing the shooting game, earning about 40 tickets in total.

Looking for something else to play, you decided to go for a rhythm game. It seemed rather simple; you just have to choose a song and tap the rhythm icons you see on the screen, and after three rounds, the total scores will be tabulated and the amount of tickets you win will be given accordingly to your grades.

"This looks fun, let's try it!" Erwin tapped the card on the small machine again and chose the two player mode. There were many different game modes and different genres of songs to choose from. You were lost for choices, but you only had 10 more seconds to choose.

You lamented and randomly picked a song at the last second. It turned out to be a really fast song that was of a high difficulty too. You could hardly register how to tap or drag the notes on the screen when the music suddenly started, surprising both you and Erwin. The both of you failed the first round miserably because the different notes were flying all over the screen, and you couldn't react fast enough. Erwin managed to score a few combos, but he did terribly too.

"Well, that was funny," Erwin laughed when the three rounds ended. The both of you only managed to earn 14 tickets from the rhythm game. "My eyes could hardly focus on the notes." The both of you decided to play a game that was similar to whack-a-mole, but it was a machine with four coloured buttons: red, green, blue, and yellow. Erwin tapped the card on the machine and the instructions began. The third game was really fun, and it really tested your reaction and speed. Every time you two won a round, you both happily cheered and gave each other a high-five. The both of you managed to earn quite a few tickets because the game was really easy. You gleefully followed Erwin and walked to the ticket exchange booth once you both were done for the night.

"What do you want to exchange as a prize?" Erwin and you looked at the many plush toys, board games, lollipops, potato chips, small trinkets like yo-yos and slinkies, and even bags of cartoon characters on display.

"Hmm... I don't know, there's so many to choose from."

Erwin told you that there were about 200 tickets in your balance. You were thinking if you should get a teddy bear soft toy, or a cute fluffy rabbit sling bag.

"Erwin, do you want anything?" Erwin shook his head and told you to choose whatever you wanted. You decided to exchange for two cute plastic fairy wands so that both you and Erwin had something to bring home. The staff took a blue wand and a pink wand and scanned the barcodes, and deducted the balance from the card. Erwin took the prizes and thanked the staff, but you were still looking at the prizes on the shelves.

"Hi, erm, I was wondering... is it okay if I change the prizes to something else that cost the same as what I exchanged earlier?" You asked the staff as Erwin walked towards you, "I think I like the crowns better than the fairy wands."

"Ah, I'm sorry, but I already scanned the barcodes of your prizes, so I can't change it for you."

"But they're of the same value, can't you override the system or something?" You asked again, but the staff insisted that you couldn't change the prizes. You felt that the little plastic crowns looked a lot cuter than the fairy wands, and you were hoping that you could exchange for them instead.

"All right, never mind then. Thanks." You sighed dejectedly and followed Erwin out of the booth when the staff called you two back in again. The staff passed you the plastic crowns and said it wasn't allowed, but they decided to give you an exception. You thanked the staff and left the arcade with Erwin. Taking one of the crown out of the plastic carrier, you tip toed and placed the crown on Erwin's head with a small smile.

"Thought this would look nicer on you than the wand," you looked away, feeling the jitters once more. Erwin looked at you and smiled before taking out the other crown and putting it on your head too.

"This looks nicer on you too." Erwin gave you a little bow and offered you his palm. "Do I have the honours of holding your hand, my dear lady?" You bit your lip and tried to hide your smile. Erwin was indeed a gentleman and this first date with him had gone so perfectly. You were already hoping for a second one.

"Yes," you giggled, placing your hand in Erwin's as you two walked on ahead, wondering if Erwin was bringing you for some dessert.

I hope you all had 'fun' with Erwin in the arcade XD also, here are the games that I talked about!!!

First shooting game: Time Crisis [Good old classic arcade game, 2p version. The video is about 20 mins but you don't have to watch the full thing :-)]

Second rhythm game: Maimai (god level) // Maimai (another god level) [Yes, god level players wear gloves when playing this game.]

Third arcade game: Bishi Bashi [It's really fun, especially when you play with others. You can have up to four players (iirc???) and LMAO the chaos and shouting is so funny XD]

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Rei’s 600 Follower Event: Date-A-Boyfriend (Closed)

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[butteerfly]

Boys don't cry

he shouldn't cry

It was one of the first things he learned growing up in the underground. No one would listen to him, no one would comfort him, no one would care, they would beat him and destroy him for being so weak. Boys don't cry uncle Kenny said.

When he went up to the city, being surrounded by rich people and walls that protected him because he was prodigious, he thought that he would not have to swallow the lump in his throat anymore because there would be no reason to cry. He would have a house, a job, money and his friends, he did not aspire to anything else. But he was unlucky from the start, life hit him harder than ever, stabbing him and leaving him with a permanent bleeding wound. At least he had a job and a purpose to follow, he thought.

That was the last time he cried that he could remember, standing in the fresh blood of his friends, mixed with mud, bones and flesh from other cadets. It was nauseating just thinking about it. It wasn't even that he could cry like a child, the tears came out as he unleashed his colossal anger against the inhuman beast that took away everything that mattered to him. By the time he finished, he had just one tear left.

Now a long time had passed since that, he had matured, the battlefield had hardened him more than his childhood had. Even so, he had learned other things, he had begun to empathize with the people around him, he did not hate them for crying senseless deaths, he understood them, his heart softened for those people, yet not a tear came out of his eyes. Soldiers were soldiers, soldiers died, it was the main reason for being a soldier, to give your life for the sake of your land. That's why he understood Erwin perfectly when he asked them to give up their hearts, that's why he asked Erwin to give up on his dreams.

He wonders, would anyone mourn his death? Would anyone take the time to cry for him?

When Hange left to save him, he understood her and a part of him wanted to take her place, leave everything for the rest, but there was still a promise that tied him fiercely to the world, a promise that boiled his blood and gave him all the strength that also prevented him from crying. A desire that burned his flesh and filled him with enough rage to push himself forward and fulfill his promise, even when his body protested, mutilated and aching.

So when his sword slid cutting with the last strength he had, the lump he had pushed so hard returned to his throat, reminding him that he had a pending purpose, an act from which he could not escape. He no longer lived in the underworld, he had no friends left to protect, his promise had been fulfilled and the mission he carried on his back, the one that belonged to the survey corp from the beginning, It was successfully completed after so many years and deaths, under his name and that of the children he trained himself. pride? It wasn't the word he was looking for, not after all the blood spilled, it was a feeling that teetered between excitement and sadness, one that Levi recognized as a new kind of tiredness.

finally his body gave in to the passage of time

"boy's don't cry"

— fuck you Kenny

soon he found himself crying like a child

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

Hi can I request eren with a male s/o that has really powerful legs and when he fights in titan form eren is always like "dem leg's" or something like that if that's OK with you

(Greetings anon! I hope it’s okay with you that I did Eren and multiple characters)

AOT Characters with a Titan Shifter! Male S/O that has Strong Legs

- He really loves your legs and makes sure to make it known, would definitely flirt and tease you about them. Likes to watch you fight and train with your legs. Talks about you a lot and brags to others saying “Yeah that’s my man right there.”

|EREN, Connie, Jean.

- Wants to test out how strong your legs are in Titan form so that he knows how useful you’ll be to humanity. He notices your immense power in your legs but he doesn’t flirt with you about it because he doesn’t want you to be uncomfortable or anything.

|ERWIN, Levi

- Notices them but doesn’t say anything, but they secretly admire your leg strength very much. They have to snap themselves out of it and stop staring whenever you’re fighting in your Titan form.

|Mikasa, ARMIN, Pieck

Masterlist

[ackrmvvn-levi]

Take me home || E.S.

Word count: 1.4k

Warnings: I don’t think there are any??

Look, let’s just all pretend he’s still alive, because god damn it I miss him 😭😭

It’d been 4 years since Erwin had seen you last. He’d barely managed to survive the battle of Shinganshina, but it felt like a part of him had died when you never returned. They never even found your body among the wreckage, they’d searched for days, coming up empty handed each time.

There was nothing left for him to do but assume the worst had happened.

He’d dealt with loss before, being in the scouts, that much was a given. But grief had never taken such a hold on him, leaving him feeling hollow and broken down, unable to think about anything other than you. Every day was hard, every minute felt like an endless abyss waiting to swallow him whole. His dreams were nightmares more often than not, waking from them in fits of shivering cold sweat. It was only by sheer luck he didn’t lose his mind entirely.

He couldn’t have known that across the large body of water, you were alive.

They’d held you captive, only allowing you a semblance of freedom when you agreed to listen to their side of the violence.

But you’d done what you could to make your situation less dire, the Marleyans were surprised when you didn’t try to flee after that.

You learned the secrets of the titans, you’d learned why the Marleyans thought of your people as devils. You’d done everything you could to convince them you believed in their cause, just to stay alive.

You hoped to be able to return home, begging to whatever higher power there was that Erwin was still alive, waiting for you to return to him.

——————

Your eyes grazed over the various fruits the merchant was selling, picking out different ones before moving to start your way to your so-called home.

The familiar voice almost slipped your attention at first, but as the yelling became more prominent, you froze.

You slowly looked towards where the voice had come from, eyes wide in disbelief at the scene in front of you.

Sasha, Connie, and Jean were each holding an ice cream cone, yelling praises for the sweet treat at each other.

You would’ve laughed at how ridiculous the whole situation seemed had your heart not began pounding within your chest. Your breath had caught somewhere in your throat, and you stared dumbfounded at your three old friends who hadn’t noticed you.

You began urgently looking throughout the crowd, desperately looking for anymore familiar faces. Anybody you could call a friend. Anyone who knew you.

You noticed Levi and Hange next, their gazes locked on the three overgrown children, still yelling at each other. Hange had a smile on her lips, chatting to a bored-looking Levi quietly.

You wanted nothing more than to run over to them, to you comrades, but they weren’t supposed to be here. Drawing unnecessary attention to the outsiders would only cause all of you trouble.

You couldn’t tear your eyes away from the pair, only when a third figure stepped up next to Hange did your focus change.

Your heart felt like it nearly stopped, a pair of blue eyes already locked on your figure when you looked at the man.

Erwin stood with his hands casually tucked into his pockets as his eyes bored into your own. The two of you didn’t move for what fell like forever, staring at one another in silence.

You wondered if he realized it was you he was looking at.

You snapped out of your daze when he took a step in your direction, quickly freezing when you shook your head frantically. He paused, eyebrows furrowing slightly as confusion swirled around in his eyes.

You quickly looked around, noticing no guards, no warriors, no one who would be able to recognize the group of scouts, but you couldn’t be too careful.

Your eyes met the familiar pair again, slightly jerking your head to the alley you knew was a few feet behind you, praying he got the message to follow you into the corridor.

The second you saw Erwin nod to you, you turned and began quickly making your way there, brushing through groups of people unapologetically. You could practically feel your hair standing on end, goosebumps rising across your flesh as you hurried along the dark corridor, only turning around at the sound of footsteps behind you.

You opened your mouth to speak, but the words died in your throat. He was still as handsome as you remembered, the same blue eyes still shone with intelligence and kindness. He was out of his scout uniform, a suit hugging his body, a welcome change from his usual wardrobe.

His steps were slow, as though wary of startling you. When he stopped in front of you, his hand reached up, landing on your cheek gently. You nearly sobbed on the spot, not realizing how much you still craved his touch until that moment.

“Tell me you being here doesn’t mean what I think it does.” His voice was quiet, pleading. You could tell he wasn’t sure what to think or feel, and you understood that this would be difficult for him to accept.

“No, no, of course not. They took me, Erwin. I did what I had to do to survive,” You assured, taking a step closer towards him, wrapping your arms around him tightly.

He leaned into your embrace, squeezing his eyes closed as he breathed deeply and steadily against your shoulder. “God, I thought I lost you for good,” he spoke, holding you against him like you’d disappear if he loosened his grip any.

“Never,” you replied fiercely, pulling back to look him straight in the eye. You smiled sadly when you saw tears gathering on his face. You cupped his cheeks delicately, wiping them away. He pressed his lips against yours softly, letting out a deep sigh as you kissed him back.

He was the first to pull away, your hands still gripping his face as his landed on your hips. His eyes bored into yours, blue irises filled with adoration.

“You’re still so beautiful,” he whispered, warm breath fanning over your red-tinted cheeks. “I’ve missed you so much, darling. Everyday of the last 4 years.”

You felt tears stinging in your eyes, but they were happy tears this time, relief washing through you to see him finally in front of you. The weight of four years was beginning to fade away. You could breathe normally now, knowing he’d made it out alive.

“You can come back with us, right? We’ll sneak you onto the ship,” he suggested, pressing his forehead against yours. “I don’t know if I can go back to living without you knowing that you’re alive.”

Your smile grew at his words, pulling his lips back down into a kiss, pouring all your love for the tall blonde into it. He wrapped his free arm around your waist, cradling you close as you melted into the warmth radiating off his body.

“Yes, please. Get me out of here,” you spoke after pulling away, leaning your foreheads back together lightly. “Take me home.”

“You have to do something for me though,” he replied, a small chuckle leaving his lips at the confusion that flashed across your features.

“Of course, what is it?”

“Marry me. The second we get home.”

A small gasp left your lips, your heart swelling with joy and happiness at those words.

“You want to marry me?” You asked incredulously, unable to help the broad grin spreading across your features as you threw yourself into his arms once again, giggling into his shoulder.

He wrapped his arms around you tightly, peppering gentle kisses across your forehead.

“I’ve been waiting 4 years to ask you that. Of course I want to,” he answered happily, tightening his grip on you, burying his face into your hair and breathing deeply.

You nodded your head quickly, feeling completely overwhelmed by the emotions running rampant in your chest.

“Yes, Erwin. Please, take me home and make me your wife,” you spoke, feeling tears threatening to fall from your eyes. He chuckled lowly, bringing a finger under your chin to tilt your head up towards him as he connected our lips for yet another kiss.

He was kissing you with everything that he held inside, everything that you had missed over the past years. He wanted to show you how much he loved you, how much he was always going to love you.

You felt safe, secure, loved, and cherished. And in that moment, the world could crumble around you and you wouldn’t care, not while Erwin had you wrapped in his arms and was the reason for every emotion coursing through your veins.

[twilovesshuake]

Imagine a scenario in an alternative universe where Erwin Smith is Captain America And he just lost his childhood dear friend Levi during one of their missions. But few years later during another mission he mets someone called the winter soldier who always keeps his mask on his face. But in the middle of the fight the winter soldiers mask falls of his face and only then Erwin recognizes him. It's none other than Levi.

Erwin: Levi?

The Winter Soldier/Levi: Who the hell is Levi?

[lewiathans]

Kraków Eruri - “A kiss could kill him, he thinks…”

based on this fanfiction:

[hsakuras]

𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 | 𝐋. 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍, 𝐄. 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐇

cw: post war levi, angst, oral sex (f receiving), finger fucking, mentions of Erwin being deceased, uhh you stick your fingers in his mouth, gaslighting/guilt tripping, generally just not a healthy relationship, trauma bond, dubcon(?)

He doesn't need love.

Levi has settled on this since he came back from the war. He has to atone for his sins, he thinks, no one can expect him to come back from that hell expecting a happy ending. He knows the tears that fill your eyes when he meets your gaze is one of relief. He can feel himself melt into your touch, the one that he knew shouldn't be for him.

He thinks he doesn't deserve it. The kindness that you show Levi is overwhelming and when he sees you all he can think about is him, carrying his lifeless body to his final resting place, your scream when he handed you his bolo tie, your tears when you were given permission to enter his old office. He made sure you got the privacy you needed when you were going through his things, kept his distance and pretended not to hear you cycle through your emotions.

God, he remembers the anger that consumed you and the sound of glass hitting the walls when you find the flowers you had placed on Erwin's desk had wilted. They were white roses, pure, sturdy, and full of life but seeing them again must have pissed you off. When he walked back in to check on you he saw the water spilled everywhere and you were-- no, everything was wrecked. The office thrown askew, maybe because you couldn't stand the sight of how organized it was, how his office was still so him. He didn't say anything when you were sobbing on the floor. He didn't know what to say really, how do you comfort a heartache that you didn't cause?

He wonders if your heart break then feels anything like the one he has now. It feels like his bones ache, his chest is too heavy, its too hard to breathe, and he just can't fucking look at you without the tears threatening to build up again. Levi doesn't know if it was the trauma of losing so many people around him or if it was just that you both lost someone you mutually held close to ,even if the reasons were different, he thinks that things would have been different if he had been more careful, if he knew that you would cling onto the broken bond you both now share, he would have pushed you away sooner.

He can feel you cry at night even if you think he's asleep.

Levi doesn't cry. That's what everyone says and you don't argue. He rarely smiles so it must be even more scarce for him to cry.

Levi won't confess that he did cry. You won't ever know what he saw when he fulfilled his vow to Erwin or when he finally, finally saw the faces of those who devoted their heart. He won't ever admit to crying because he doesn't deserve to cry.

-

"Levi"

He lets you reach out to him, to place your hand in his left hand like he's the one who invited you to sit out with him. You always make sure to sit to his right, where he still has his good eye.

In the evenings he spends his time sitting on the small porch outside, the pretty outdoor furniture your doing, and spends it reflecting on every minute detail of his actions. Your hand is soft and gentle in his and he can't help but feel wrong for holding something so pure in his fetid grasp.

"Hey," he says, his mouth is dry. He looks up at the sky, hoping that the clouds or whatever higher power there is to show mercy to him and allow him to express what he feels.

You look so attentively, he knows why Erwin held you so close. You're beautiful, kind, and so fucking warm-hearted it makes him crazy.

He can't hold your gaze for very long, he wishes he was better at this. God, why couldn't Erwin be here with you instead? It would spare him from breaking.

"Let's go inside" is all he manages. He feels pathetic.

You nod. Helping him up because his leg--isn't fully healed yet. He permits you to do this much. When he leans against you, you're reminded that despite his injuries he's still pure muscle, still strong. When you guide him to the bedroom he catches glimpse of Erwin's bolo tie. It haunts him, snaps him back to reality that he owes these little moments of peace and helplessness to you. It makes you happy to help and suddenly he remembers when you would fasten Erwin's bolo tie. You did it for him the day he died.

When you finally make it past the threshold of the bedroom he tells you to sit down with him on the bed. You oblige, never one to argue.

He feels the bed shift under your weight. You're looking down at his right hand, the one that makes him so self conscious.

"Look at me." He glances at the bolo tie again before meeting your eyes.

He's good at creating tension. You know that it's not on purpose, he doesn't mean to make people squirm under his gaze but he's the Captain Levi of the Scouts, sometimes you can't help but grow uncomfortable when he studies you so intently. He longs for you to be the exception to this but he can't bring himself to soften his gaze.

Not with what he's about to tell you.

His eyes burn into yours and you feel hot. You try and keep your breathing level, it's your attempt at concealing how nervous you are right now. He's handsome in this lighting and you catch how his pupils dilate.

"Lev--"

"I'm sorry."

It's strange, he thinks, to apologize for something that he hasn't even spoken about to you since Erwin passed.

"I'm sorry that it's me and not him."

You scoot closer to him, grabbing his right hand and placing it into yours. He hardly lets you hold his right hand, let alone bring it up to your lips to place a kiss on his ring finger.

"Don't apologize" you whisper.

He lets you guide his hand to your chest, where it's warm and he can feel your heartbeat and the rise and fall of your breathing. He should stop you now, finish telling you what he has decided, but he can't. Not when you look at him with pleading eyes, letting go of his hand to stand up and strip down to the satin camisole and panties under your clothes. The ones that you had bought for him.

The pang of guilt and arousal hit the pit of his stomach. This view wasn't his to start with, but Levi is only a man, he can't deny your beauty or that you make his cock ache when you take his right hand in yours again and guide his touch where you need it most.

You place your knee in between his legs, you can feel his erection through his pants when you guide his hand under the hem of your top to touch the warmth of your skin. Goosebumps rise where you trail his hand, you shiver when his thumb brushes along the underside of your breast.

He doesn't mean to grind against your leg, but fuck, the pressure feels good. You look ethereal in front of him, looking down at him like he's the one you've always wanted all along. He rolls his hips again and it gives him enough friction against his length to satiate the desire that's clouding the entire reason he brought you in here.

"Levi" your lips are so pretty, they look so soft when your part them and whine. You place your free hand on his should, giving him a slight push, not strong enough to actually move him.

He knows when you want, you've done this before. He'll adjust himself on the bed, sitting back enough that your knee is still in between his legs, right against the heat of his erection and your other knee keeping him in place by practically straddling his right thigh.

"Hey" he uses his other hand to pinch the soft of your thigh. He hoped his voiced wouldn't have wavered, that he could have looked at you with more authority to spare your dignity and bring you back to the unfortunate reality that awaits you.

"No." you respond, silencing him when you press your fingers into his mouth. God, you can feel how hard he is against your knee, his cock twitching and leaky. It makes you hot, arousal pooling in between your legs.

You push down on his tongue, watching how his brows furrow, how his spit pools around your digits, moving them in his mouth until your pinching his tongue with your thumb and index finger.

His eyes meet yours and you smirk down at him. His right hand is traveling up the inside of your thigh, ring finger hooking at the waistband of your panties to pull and let it snap back against your skin. He does it again, pulling his head back to get your fingers out of his mouth.

You let out a quiet moan when his thumb finds your clothed clit. He circles it there for a moment, his ring finger pressing where your slit is, making sure a wet patch forms on the fabric of your panties before he finally uses his other hand to slide them down your thighs, letting them bunch up mid way.

His mouth waters at the string of your arousal that connects your cunt to your panties. He can't think, you entice him entirely too easy. Did you do this to Erwin?

He can hear your breath hitch.

"Do you miss him?" he asks, thumb finding your clit again, this time his ring finger slips past the tight entrance of your pussy. He watches your head fall back in pleasure before his starts moving. He always starts like this, slow and suspenseful because he loves building you up.

"What?" you huff, moaning because you know that he always finger fucks you like he has to prove that he doesn't need to use his good hand. He can do it this way, thumb drawing the most delicious circles and his ring and pinky finger hooking against that sweet spot inside of you that clouds your sense.

"Do you miss him?" he repeats. This stops the motion of his thumb, letting the full length of his fingers delve into your wet heat. He presses a kiss to your clit, groaning when you push his head further into you. His tongue slipping between your folds, a small part of you feels bad because you're sure he's aching in the confines of his pants when he grinds himself against you.

"Levi" you squeal, his good hand keeping you in place while he sucks, licks, and nips at your clit. He can't deny how beautiful it is to watch you fall apart for him, to cry out his name while he fingers you. The muscles in his arm are taut with how he's fucking into you, he sucks on your clit again. It's messy, he eats you in the most carnal way, doesn't care that his mouth and chin are covered in his spit and your essence.

He pulls away again. Fingers squelching when he finds the exact pace and speed to have you melt.

"Do you miss him?" he pants, his breath only makes you grow hotter and your hips can't stop from matching the rhythm of his fingers, you dig your nails into his scalp, attempt to pull him away when he delves back in to suck on your clit.

He drags the flat of his tongue up your clit, your eyes rolling into the back of your head because you know he's teasing you. You know it and you hate it.

"Do you wish it was him?" He knows your close, fingers finding that spot again, his grip has you planted right where he wants you, "You wish it was him and not me, huh? Want to pretend I'm him don't you? You're so fucked. So fucked."

"Fuck, did you squeeze his fingers like this too? You think he'd be mad that you whored yourself out to me? He trusted me you know."

You cry out when he uses more force, you can feel the stickyness of his precum against your leg from how he's grinding against you. You can't speak. This is his favorite part, where he keeps you and your high and keeps agitating you, when you keep cumming and cumming and he keeps spewing nonsense.

"I'm not him, you know? I don't deserve this, you deserve better, but fuck-- you're so damn good."

He should be ashamed, he's never acted like this before. Your moans get louder, pleading for him. He engraves this moment into his head, loves the way you say "Levi, fuck please, please."

He has you right at the edge, toying with you, pushing you to fall over the edge into pleasure. He feels your walls tighten around his fingers again and he's panting, pressing a kiss to your navel and he's cumming, nipping at your skin when he does.

You're both left panting, using each other to stay upright before you begin to move into more comfortable positions. You catch a glimpse of the wet patch on his pants, his cum is sticky and hot, and you know it's probably uncomfortable for him.

He cleans you both up, because that's what he always does, even if it takes him a little bit longer to get around because of his healing body, he thinks that it's the least he should do for you. It's one of the ways he can apologize for indulging into you.

"You didn't answer me. " he guides you to the plush of the bed, your spot next to him. He practically dressed you in your nightgown. You don't reply, only feeling frustration being to spread where arousal once was.

"Do you wish Erwin was here?"

You don't answer.

"I know you do. I know that it's so fucked up that I came home and he--"

"Levi, what the fuck are you talking about?"

He doesn't say anything. The look on his face is somber and it transports you back to that time, then it hits you. The heartbreak again, the suffocating one that makes you feel like you wouldn't survive.

It's happening.

Oh.

It's happening again.

Your chest hurts when you look at him like when someone you love is being ripped away from you and that can't stop it.

He feels guilty.

"I think that your love is misplaced. That you have given me a part of you that should have never been mine to begin with," he explains, he struggles to get up again, but he does it by himself. His gaze is harsh again, like when he was forced to look at Zeke.

"It shouldn't have been mine. You aren't mine." He walks over to the door, "I'm sorry" he whispers, opening the door, insinuating for you to leave. "It always felt like I was betraying him."

He watches your bottom lip wobble, wouldn't fight back if you threw him on the ground right now.

"He's dead, Levi." your voice breaks and the weight of his words hit you.

"God, you think this whole time I've been with you because I'm misplaced? Fuck you! I'm not fucked. You are. "

You grab your clothes, huffing and crying. He wishes you would hit him, throw him down, insult him, fuck, he wishes you would say that he is right, your feelings for him weren't actually for him to begin with.

You don't though. When you make eye contact he notices that your eyes are full of tears. You're wearing the same facial expression you made when you learned that Erwin was dead.

He deserves this version of you.

He deserves this, it's his atonement.

It's better this way, he doesn't need love.

[esmedelacroix]

29 days til' Christmas

decorating the christmas tree with erwin smith and your daughter ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

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Erwin had insisted on starting holiday decorations after Thanksgiving. This is what brought you here the literal morning after Thanksgiving hauling all of the decorations out of the storage with little Anna. If it was up to you, the tree would've been up by the first of November. If there was one thing that Anna got from you, it was your love for the holidays.

The tree that you had chosen as a family, the weekend prior, was delivered to your doorstep and brought inside. Anna chose this year's Christmas color theme; red and gold. She added the tree skirt and you were ready to get started.

You put the lights up and let Anna plug them in. They illuminated beautifully even with the sunlight pouring into the room. The two of you squealed in excitement as you opened the ornament box.

Anna started putting the red ornaments on the tree, scattering them so when you put the gold they would all be in order. While the two of you were decorating the tree, you heard heavy footsteps walking down the stairs. You turned your head towards the stairs to see Erwin wiping the sleep out of his eyes. "Papa! You're awake! Look what me and mommy are doing!" Anna exclaimed, running to him and giving him a hug. Erwin picked her up and walked over to you giving you a smooch.

"Ew guys," Anna said giving you both dirty looks

"Aw do you want a kiss too?" you teased. You shared a look with Erwin before showering Anna with kisses. She acted like she hated it but you knew she loved the affection. She was very sassy for a 4-year-old, but she was a softie at heart.

"I see you girls already got started with the decorations," he said admiring your work.

"Yeah, I'm sorry babe we just couldn’t wait," you chirped, showing him the parts Anna decorated.

Erwin put Anna down and looked through a box. "Hey maybe we can put some of these ornaments on the tree, they belonged to my great-great-great grandmother, it's a family heirloom of sorts," he explained. You rushed over to peek into the box he was holding with Anna. In it lay six of the most beautiful vintage gold and red ornaments.

They were shaped and designed like cupolas on top of Russian Orthodox churches. They were round and pointed at the ends like an onion, They had swirled strips, checkered designs, and spiked ones. "Oh my god, baby these are perfect, I love them!" you exclaimed and you hugged him.

"Anna darling, you want to put these up?" you asked as you picked one up and handed it to her.

She happily placed the ornaments on the tree handling the ornaments with delicacy and care. "I'm gonna get breakfast started while you girls finish up with the tree," Erwin said, giving you a quick kiss.

"Thank you, baby," you hummed while you helped Anna get the higher spots on the tree.

Once the two of you finished putting all the ornaments on the tree and breakfast smelled just about ready, you called Erwin for the final part. "Daddy, we want you to put the star up," Anna exclaimed, holding the star up to him.

"Alright pumpkin," he said, patting her head. He barely had to try because he was so tall; once he placed the star atop the tree and plugged it in, the tree was complete.

"Oooh, it looks so good!" Anna squeals, jumping up and down.

"It was a job well done, sweetheart," You said, hugging her.

"Now it's time for you ladies to come to the kitchen, and eat some breakfast, you've been working so hard, let's replenish your energy," Erwin said while ushering the two of you into the kitchen.

The two of you ate like you never have before. Erwin watched you feeling nothing but happiness overflowing in his heart. Erwin loved to spoil his beautiful girls and join them in whatever crazy adventure they embarked on. He felt as though he was made to love the two of you and would do anything for you. Even if it meant, waking up early in the morning to the sound of his girls squealing(probably over the Christmas tree arriving)and going down to help out and make breakfast.

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[wing-ed-thing]

Man in Uniform (Erwin x Reader)

Synopsis: After a cut in the budget, your signature is the only thing that stands in the way of the Scout’s funds. Erwin is a selfish bastard, and unfortunately for you, you’re a sucker for a man in uniform.

Word Count: 3.7k

Tags/Warnings: Fem!Reader, Noble!Reader, Fluff, Flirting, Alcohol, 100% self-indulgent 

Notes: This played in my head like a vintage black-and-white movie. I hope it does for you too! I’ve had this sitting in the drafts for about 2 weeks aaaaa

You were a vision coming down those steps. 

The way the people in the room stopped to stare truly felt like a fairy tale. Erwin was no different. He sipped his champagne by the cocktail table that the Scout leadership wordlessly claimed, watching as the subtle train of your gown slinked down the marble stairs with each step of your high heel shoes. Erwin himself could have easily been mistaken for a prince in the Scout’s formal attire, but he seemed to be the last person holding your attention. You bashfully looked off to the side, an attempt to ignore that the entire ballroom seemed to stop for you. 

“A little extra for a charity event, don’t you think?” Levi muttered, staring down at the cup of tea he bullied from the kitchen. Tea and coffee were supposed to be served after dessert, but he found his ways to be persuasive.

“Nobility will do as nobility does.” Erwin took another sip of his drink, eyes glued on you as you were swiftly swarmed by politicians, businessmen, and other nobles. He felt a harsh tug on the back of his dress uniform. 

“You’re not actually going to do it, are you?” Levi pulled at the collar of his shirt. The Scout’s dress uniform— which consisted of a decorated dark olive green blazer and slacks with a complimentary collared shirt and tie— served to be far tighter than the functional field uniform designed for movement. 

“Doesn’t hurt to try.” He adjusted a few pins on his jacket and ran a thumb underneath the thick belt around his waist. He corrected the orientation of the wide collar. “How does my tie look?” Levi gave it a once over before coming around the small table to adjust it. He pulled it extra tight with a scowl.

“You think she’s going to hand you a fat stack of cash because she thinks you’re pretty? Stupidest idea if I've ever heard one. She has the power to take away what little funds we’ve got if she doesn’t get you suspended for harassment first.”

Erwin shrugged.

“Stranger things have happened.” He played with his cufflinks, his attention fully on you. A trio of women Erwin recognized from past events greeted you enthusiastically. “According to my sources, I have a pretty fair shot.” Levi rolled his eyes along with a few choice words.

“At least wait until she’s done the rounds.”

“Doesn’t hurt to be prepared.”

Erwin heeded Levi’s advice, sipping his drink as you made your way around the ballroom. A diplomat had one of your hands in both of his as he shook you violently, which Erwin took as a cue to set down his empty glass. He made his approach. 

He knew you well on paper. A descendent of a noble and respected family, you were the darling of Sina. With your pedigree, you held quite a powerful place in government. The two of you had brief exchanges during your fair share of meetings, important government decisions, and of course, charity events.

He maneuvered through the small group around you, addressing you by name. Your audience parted as Erwin strolled up to you, looking as neat and militant as ever. Inwardly, he chuckled to himself at your dreadful expression. He could see the semblance of it in your otherwise pleasant demeanor. Surely, he looked like yet another official vying for your attention, and you weren’t wrong. 

You offered your hand cordially, and Erwin bowed at the waist to brush his lips against your knuckles. 

“It is a pleasure seeing you.” He rose, your slender fingers still in his. “If I may, you look absolutely radiant tonight.” Your laugh sounded like a sigh as you bobbed your head lightly and withdrew your hand.

“Commander Smith, aren’t you as charming as ever?” Erwin shook his head and touched the front of his uniform. 

“Please, call me Erwin. Smith was my father,” he nodded with a polite smile. Levi rolled his eyes somewhere in the background. Erwin made a show of looking at your company, who tried to keep friendly faces. He focused his attention back on you. “Would you allow me to steal you away?” 

You opened your mouth to deny him but met his bright blue irises as the words died on your lips. They flickered to his right, left, and back at you for the briefest of seconds. You gauged the faces surrounding you as the corners of your lips tugged upward into a gentle smile.

“Certainly.” You giggled nervously, quickly slipping your hand around the crux of his elbow as you allowed him to escort you away. You glanced at a set of open doors, giving Erwin’s sleeve a light tug. “Would you mind if we head toward the balcony? The view of Sina is simply wonderful from up here.” Erwin offered you a slow nod as he gestured.

“Lead the way.” 

You crossed the ballroom, attempting not to appear too hasty as you offered gracious smiles to the important people who made sure to catch your eye. A waiter passed, and you stopped briefly to take two champagne flutes between your knuckles. Erwin raised his thick brows in amusement at the sight but said nothing.

You handed him one quietly as soon as you stepped onto the balcony. Lit by a few lamps, the outdoor area was dark enough and in a position to seclude the two of you without the appearance of hiding away intentionally. The whole of it wrapped around the building. Blooming bushes lined the railing down to a set of stairs to the gardens on your right. You released his arm, moving forward to take in the scenery. People continued to bustle inside. You took a breath. 

“Did I look like I needed rescuing that badly?” you let out another laugh-like sigh. He wondered if you could breathe in that dress. You approached the decorated railing, taking a sip of your drink. The weather was warm tonight.

“Someone once told me that the way Stevens shakes hands looks like he’s trying to make himself a cocktail.” Erwin leaned back against the railing; one arm crossed over his chest. He held his glass in his opposite hand, twirling the stem between his fingers.

“Oh no!” you laughed, cupping your face with a hand as you let your neat demeanor drop for a moment. “Think he should have become a bartender? He’s got a mean shake.” Erwin didn’t answer your rhetorical question as he studied you, taking in everything from your hair to the intricate pattern that graced the bodice of your gown. 

“I’m glad we have the opportunity to chat. I imagined it would be impossible to get a moment alone with you.” You hummed to yourself.

“Something tells me that you don’t just want to shoot the breeze, as they say?” You studied him out of your peripheral. You knew this game well. Like every other person in the ballroom, Erwin wanted to bend your ear to something or another.

“Can I not enjoy the company of a beautiful woman?” He placed one of his elbows back against the carved stone. You stared at the various pins and metals he wore across his chest. The side of your face found your palm as you leaned forward. You enjoyed the whole ensemble if you were honest with yourself. “One’s deprived of such pleasures on the battlefield, you know.” You resisted the urge to scoff.

“You sure are laying it on thick, hm, Commander?” you muttered into the rim of your glass. You took a half step away, more straying in the space than trying to escape.

“Erwin, please,” he corrected gently, gesturing with his glass. “Unless the title pleases you.” Your glance away was all the confirmation he needed. Your shoulders dropped as you huffed. 

“Surely you know—” You frowned. —“You shouldn’t expect to get funding from an attempt to charm me. It won’t work, so please, let’s just enjoy the night.” You trusted that out of all the people who would bother you about work, Erwin was one you could be the most straightforward with. Based on your limited interactions, it was an educated gamble. 

“You think I’m trying to pull a ploy?” He cocked a brow, staring into his drink. You crossed your arms with a single nod of your head. You looked awfully sure of yourself.

“I wouldn’t put it past you, yes.” 

“I’m hurt you would see me in such a light.” Erwin feigned offense which you ignored. You cocked your head to the side haughtily, staring back into the ballroom. Golden light shone onto the balcony from the rich chandeliers on the intricately crafted ceiling.

“On the contrary, I expect nothing different from the Commander of the Scouts.”

“And yet you’ve allowed me an audience with you.” Erwin pushed off from where he leaned, circling you slowly. He stopped in front of you. The glow from the chandeliers inside outlined him in a warm gleam. “Alone. Away from everyone else.” You almost frowned at the suggestion but forced yourself to maintain your cordial demeanor. You tightened your posture.

“Too much hollow chatter for me,” was your excuse. “At least with your presence, many others who seek things from me will surely leave me alone.” You nodded to yourself, convinced of your justification.

“You find me intimidating?” Erwin clasped his hands behind his back, surely a purposeful display. You tried your best to appear unimpressed. He cocked his head to the side. 

“Some are under the impression that the Scouts are audacious. That with humanity’s strength comes… conceited self-assurance.” You shrugged daintily. You took a long sip of your drink, letting the tiny bubbles pop down your throat. “Perhaps you intimidate someone else. Not me.”

“Audacity and strength,” he cherry-picked in consideration, clearly entertained. His peering eyes searched your face for a response. “Do you not think so?” His real question crept within the subtext.

“I keep my politics close to my chest.” 

“Less politics and more of an opinion.” His retort was quick and held a hint of harshness. You couldn’t help the acute look of surprise as you warily narrowed your eyes at him. He could practically see you choose your words. 

“You certainly are brazen, Commander Erwin.” Your heels clicked against the tile below. His gaze followed you as you drifted. “I never knew the Scouts were so guarded of their reputation.”

“Ah, so the title does please you.” He lit up in amusement as bashfulness burned under your skin. “I’ll have you know that the reputation of the Scouts is a reflection of her leadership.” You locked eyes, and you didn’t miss a beat. 

“So it is ego, hm?”

Inside, the hired collection of instrumentalists played a romantic song. Famous in Sina, you recognized it right away. It almost made you wish you were back inside, but another stray consideration of the people you would have to talk to made you refrain from such thoughts. By the time you snapped from your distraction, Erwin had already put his glass down on the stone railing as he outstretched his hand to you. 

“May I?” The music swelled in the background. 

You gave him an almost exasperated look, but not wanting to waste a good song, you placed your drink beside his and took his hand.

Erwin Smith was much more proficient in dance than you had anticipated. You draped one arm over his shoulder, and with your other hand in his, Erwin led your dance around the balcony in perfect time with the music. The slow and intricate waltz was another signature of the innermost wall. You learned it as a child, as did all children of Sina— poor and rich. You wondered where Erwin learned it.

Clearly, he was trying to pander to you.

“I thought I made myself perfectly clear that your charm will not get your branch the funding you desire,” you said quietly, careful not to miss a step in the dance. You looked up at Erwin, who didn’t appear to be listening. You continued more forcefully. “Everyone’s budget was slashed, not just the Scouts. Things have been very tight. It wouldn’t be fair—”

“Believe me; I’m not trying to seduce you in any sense of the word.” Erwin manipulated you into a twirl, catching you and pulling you into his chest as you tripped on your heels. “Although, it’s reassuring to hear that you think I’m charming.”

“Don’t you go around throwing out words like that. Someone will overhear and get the wrong idea.” You composed yourself quickly, retreating from Erwin’s embrace a slight distance as you continued your movement to the music.

“There’s no one around to hear anything, my dear.” You scowled disapprovingly, your footwork not faltering for a moment. 

“Being slapped around by Titans has surely made a few screws rattle loose in that brain of yours,” you jeered. The vibrations of Erwin’s laugh reverberated from his chest through yours. He stared down at you, brows slightly raised.

“Do Titans terrify you?” “Of course,” you puffed in annoyance. “You likely have reason to fear them more than I do.” Amusement and self-assuredness radiated from Erwin in waves. 

“Have you ever seen one?”

“Don’t patronize me.”

“I wouldn’t dare.” 

Erwin’s slight grin melted slowly from his face. You watched it intently, wondering what he was thinking about at the mere mention of Titans. You softened in his grip. Your words were true; Erwin likely had more reason to fear the giants that roamed outside the walls. He had seen them. Fought them. The moment of acute vulnerability passed quicker than a shadow. 

“I’m curious to know what you’ve heard.” His voice sounded low and gentle. “From a political figure such as yourself who grew up in Sina.” You paused, not quite understanding the goal of his question. The music changed inside, and wordlessly, so did your dance.

“That there are giants outside. Man-eating ones.” Naivety coated your words. Your body moved in tandem with Erwin’s. He held you in his striking irises, listening. You smoothed your hands over the firm, thick material of his blazer. “I heard they grow up to ten meters tall.”

“Some are fifteen.”

“Really?” One of your legs rose gracefully off the ground as Erwin dipped you low. You caught sight of the garden through the gaps in the balcony’s siding. “How horrifying.”

“I’ve seen dozens,” Erwin said, no louder than a whisper. You assumed an upward position as you continued the waltz. The side of his lips brushed up against the side of your temple. You held onto the low timber of his voice. “Ridden into the field just to see young soldiers eaten alive.”

“Does that weigh on you?”

“It does.” You felt him nod against you. A few strands of your hair came out of its updo, not that you minded. “You need not worry about such things.” You frowned as you were spun. Erwin’s hard chest met your back. Your hands were still in his, one pinned to your waist while the other floated in the air adjacent to your shoulder. 

“Because I am from Sina?” You bowed your head the slightest bit as you felt his warm breath on the shell of your ear. The dimness of the balcony only made the traditional dance feel more intimate. More intimate than it should have been between two government officials. “You think I don’t have to worry? I have lives in my hands just as you.” 

“Of course not; you misunderstand me.”

Erwin twirled you slowly and gracefully back around. You held him at arm’s length, connected only by intertwining fingers. He tsked, shaking his head as he pulled you back.

 “It’s my job to worry about the Titans. Put your trust in me. I assure you—” Your palm rested on the layered fabric at the back of Erwin’s neck. His lips brushed the skin of your cheek as his voice dropped low. “I’ll protect you from the monsters.” 

Your breath hitched in your throat as you came to a complete stop. Your voice stalled in your throat as words dissolved on your tongue. 

You pulled away from Erwin completely, taking a few steps back. You clutched parts of your skirt in your clammy palms as reality— the reason Erwin had sought your time in the first place— quickly set in. He stood, hands again behind his back, as he awaited your response. You coiled your arms over your chest.

“You’re full of shit—”

“Quite the mouth on you, my lady.” His forehead wrinkled in amusement. “Is this how nobility is brought up?” Erwin closed the gap between you in just two broad steps. You bumped into the stone railing, knocking at least one of your champagne flutes into the flowers as he did little more than cage you in.

You couldn’t help the way your eyes widened.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You nearly gasped, a nervous shiver freezing you where you stood. The warm lantern light sparkled off your eyes. “Commander… Erwin…?” He corralled a few pieces of hair behind your ear, tracing your jaw until his fingers reached your chin.

“Rest assured; I am more than capable of keeping a foul-mouthed princess like yourself safe. Do you not think so?” You remained completely still, and as he moved his head forward. He tilted your chin up, and your lashes fluttered closed. 

But the kiss you anticipated never came. 

You opened your eyes to see Erwin looking about the same as he did all night: thick brows raised and the corners of his lips curving into a subtle, almost boyish smile. His touch left your face as he quirked an eyebrow.

“Yes, my lady?”

You gasped in horror, the shock quickly melting into outraged embarrassment. You sputtered, and when your words wouldn’t come out, you shoved his chest hard. 

“Erwin!” He stumbled back as you stormed away. “You despicable man!” He called after you as you hurried down the garden steps, completely mortified with yourself. The laugh in his voice made you just about boil. Erwin caught your wrist on the first landing. You spun around in rage.

“I apologize for my forwardness. It was all in jest.”

“If this is your strategy for winning over a lady, I weep for the future of the Scouting Regiment.” You delivered a swift slap across Erwin’s face. Caught off guard at the force, Erwin released you and staggered back. You covered your mouth, the weight of what you had just done crashing down on you all at once. 

A few strands of his bangs fell into his face. He tenderly poked at the skin of his cheek as he flexed his jaw; a certain amount of awe was written on his irises. Much to your surprise, his disposition was completely void of defensiveness or anger. If you didn’t know any better, you would say that Erwin looked pretty damn impressed. 

He let out a single satisfied snort and a resigned sigh. His fingers raked through his undercut as he seemed to ponder to himself.

“I apologize for offending you. That was very unprofessional of me. I hope we’re even now.” He offered you a contrite look. “I do not wish you to feel further discomfort, so I will take my leave.” Erwin gave a slight bow of his head before turning to walk back up the stairs. “It was a pleasure having a conversation with you.” 

You watched him as he went, emotions swirling around inside of you. You took a step forward; an arm outstretched in front of you. You recoiled somewhat, unsure of yourself. 

A moment passed. Other guests seemed to have also stumbled upon the balcony’s availability. Their meandering shadows moved in front of Erwin, just about where the two of you had been. You froze at the sight of what looked to be Stevens’ silhouette cast by the lamplight on the side of the building. 

You cleared your throat, squaring your shoulders to recall your diplomatic appearance.

“Uh… Commander Erwin…!” you called. He stopped mid-stride with one boot settled on the elevated step above and the other on the stair below. Erwin looked over his shoulder, standing sideways on the steps. 

“Yes?”

You cleared your throat again, smoothing out the front of your dress. 

“I would not be opposed to a walk in the garden.” Erwin glanced out into the extensive gardens, then back to you with a few bobs of his head.

“Ah, yes. That sounds like a wonderful way to spend the night. I do wish you a wonderful stroll.” He took a few more steps back up toward the balcony. You scurried up a few yourself, clutching your skirt as you called after him again. 

“E-... Erwin…?” He stopped again. You glanced off to the side. You played with the lace in your hands. “I more meant that I wouldn’t mind if you accompanied me.” Erwin adjusted his collar with a shrug. You resisted a glare. You knew very well what he wanted you to say.

“I couldn’t possibly intrude. After my distasteful joke, I couldn’t possibly—”

“Get over here and escort me through the gardens, and I’ll revisit your stupid little funding proposal!” you huffed. Erwin snickered at the little stomp of your foot. You witnessed another satisfied raise of his eyebrows. You had a mind to pay more attention to those than his actual words.

“Very well, if I am being commanded to do so. Who am I to refuse?” He descended quickly, and you took him by the arm as you entered the gardens. Other guests seemed to follow your lead as they chatted casually with each other. To anyone else, it would appear that you and Erwin came out with the crowd rather than hiding away.

“Look at them.” You stared up at the balcony full of people with a scowl. You faced him with a pout. “Vultures, the lot of them. You may be insufferable, but at least I can stand you.” Erwin didn’t protest as you tugged him along.

“So much for your closely-held politics.”

Thank you to all who liked, reblogged, followed, and supported. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

Notes: What’s reader’s title? God if I know. I see Erwin very capable of walking the line of guilt and manipulation to get what he wants. Don’t they say the best lies have truth in them? He’s so dynamic and I feel like he’s a master code-switcher

[jeanbie]

can you do aot boys with an s/o thats obsessed with their muscles/asks to ser them flexing? ty! 💗💗💗

AOT BOYS! AND A PARTNER WHO LIKES THEIR MUSCLES ★ masterlist.

⏤ maybe this isn't what you wanted and i'm sorry if that's the case! i wasn't sure how to write unique things for each boy but i did what i could :')

armin & bertholdt…

probably get shy about it. they don’t often look at their body and see muscle, so when their partner comes up to them randomly and compliments them on their body, their first instinct is to be shy. they'll find it very very flattering that their partner likes the way they look, and would be super shy if they asked them to flex. i could see maybe them being more flirtatious in private, but generally they are shy about it.

jean & reiner…

let it get to their heads. already obsessed with their partner, and convinced they would do anything they could to make them happy, they find it incredibly flattering that their loved one likes their muscles, even going as far as to flex on purpose when they're nearby. knowing that their partner finds them so attractive, it’s a major ego boost.

eren & connie…

use this as an excuse to rile up and tease their partner. it had never crossed their minds that something as simple as a bit of muscle could get such a response, but once their partner confesses, there will be times where they wish they hadn’t said anything. with the knowledge they now have, eren and connie will always tease their partner about the fact that they like the way they look so much, and after seconds of riling them up and making fun, they’ll give them what they want- and use that they want it to their advantage.

erwin…

finds it very endearing. he’s quite a muscular guy, always active and expected to be so (as the commander and face of the corps), so he’s not as surprised to hear that his partner likes his muscles as he is to hear that they like it when he has it muscles out, on display, ripe. he doesn’t often show his muscles outside of the hq, which is how he figures out that his partner is watching his thighs, and the way the white trousers clench around the tightness of his muscles. he’ll never outwardly make fun of them for the interest, but there may be times where he, like eren and connie, uses it to his advantage behind closed doors.

levi…

probably finds it a bit strange. he knows that he’s in good shape (most soldiers have to be due to the work they do), but he’s never been the kind of man who takes too much interest in physical features of other people. he’d be flattered, of course, because it’s nice that his partner likes the way that he looks, but he’s also quite indifferent, in that he wouldn’t do anything to feed into their attraction nor would he do anything to keep them from enjoying what he has to offer.

[animeficsworld]

Love Goes Beyond Words

Rich!Erwin Smith x Mute!Reader

Modern!AU

Summary: Erwin never would have imagined his life to turn out like this. A successful businessman, Erwin had everything he ever wanted and more. Everything except for love.

Once upon a time in a bustling city, there lived a wealthy man named Erwin. He was known far and wide for his lavish lifestyle and extravagant parties. Despite his wealth, Erwin was lonely and longed for true love.

One day, Erwin came across a beautiful young girl named Y/N. 

You were mute, unable to speak a single word, but your eyes spoke volumes. Erwin was captivated by your silent grace and delicate beauty.

He knew he had to win your heart.

Erwin spared no expense in showering you with gifts and attention. He took you to the finest restaurants, bought you the most exquisite jewellery, and even hired the best doctors to try and revive your voice. But no matter what he did, you remained silent.

"I tried and I failed you."

"My love for you goes beyond words Erwin. Even if I can't say it, I can show it." And he knew you were right. Despite your inability to speak, your love for Erwin was clear in your eyes. 

You would smile and laugh, eyes sparkling with joy whenever Erwin was with you. 

Erwin was touched by the silent passion and realized that you were right, true love surpassed words.

As the time passed, year after year, Erwin's love for you only grew stronger. 

He no longer cared about your inability to speak, for he knew that your love for him was pure and true. 

They would spend hours together, walking hand in hand through the city, their silent bond growing deeper with each passing day.

One evening, under the light of the full moon, Erwin got down on one knee and presented you with a ring. 

With tears in your eyes, you nodded, accepting his proposal. 

They may not be able to speak their vows, but their love spoke louder than any words ever could.

And so, Erwin and you were married in a luxurious ceremony attended by all the city's elite, Erwin's friends, Levi and Hange enjoyed the wedding more than you two.

As you danced together under the starlit sky, Erwin whispered in your ear, "I may be a rich man, but you are the true treasure in my life." And with a smile and a nod, you silently replied, using sign language which Erwin learned, "And you are my greatest love." 

He simply leaned in for a kiss. 

[jubilee40]

New Work In Progress

This WIP list isn't in any particular order, these are just requests and ideas I feel confident in writing and posting right now

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Domestic Life Series: Papa Nanami x Mama Reader (Request)

Pros & Cons of Dating JJK Men HC Part 2 (Request)

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Ryusui Villa Getaway HC (Request)

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One Piece Male Character HCs (Ideas)

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[butteerfly]

Levi's mind

Levi desperately needed sleep.

He was so tired, so exhausted that his body moved by the inertia of surviving, fainting seemed imminent, yet it never came, his spirit refused to give in, he assumed. As a soldier, if he could avoid being squashed by a titan or getting a bullet between his eyebrows by an enemy soldier, he didn't have probably not much more than a year, alive by the will to live… well it was uncertain.

Levi felt deep down that if he continued at the pace he was taking he was going to die. the cause? It wasn't his problem, he would be dead before he realized that the last strength of his body was fading, the consequences? it was a totally different story. He hated to be aware of it, but he knew the responsibility he carried on his shoulders, he knew that at a certain point he was essential, he was one of the sharpest knives in Paradis, . If he died so suddenly, everyone would be just as bewildered as he had been many years before when Kenny left him to fend for himself. He didn't like to think about it.

Besides, you were never going to forgive him and that was more than a big problem for his moral conscience.

Two years had passed since, due to your health, you left the army without looking back, trying to bury next to the bodies of your comrades all the memories that you had left of the survey corp. You made a decision that privately Levi envied because stopping cutting was not a luxury that he could afford being the knife of the nation, A decision for which Levi resented you as much as he understood you. You never talked about why you did it, although both he and Hange suspected that Erwin's death had affected you a little more than you openly expressed. You couldn't look Armin in the eye even years later, that was enough evidence they needed to confirm it.

Levi understood it more than anyone, because with each passing day the remorse he had for himself increased every time he thought he had made a mistake in choosing the idealistic young man over the experienced commander, his friend, your fiancé.

till the present day he still cannot close his eyes and not see you completely defeated, begging him to please save the man who was so close to fulfilling his dream. Little did you know of the last conversation that the most important men in your life had, little did you know that Levi had killed Erwin before the man stopped breathing, it wasn't as if he was going to confess it anyways, paradoxically he couldn't find the strength to face you.

Life had been so unfair, so cruel and merciless. From time to time Levi thinks about what would have happened if both of you had settled for the city underground, if you had not been ambitious to see the starry sky, little did he know that the price of a such clear sky was the blood of your friends,

Maybe Levi should have insisted on staying down there. That way now he wouldn't have to suffer for not being able to get the guilt off his chest, if he had insisted maybe now you'd be happily married, running the illegal business or being a bounty hunters. Perhaps, if only he had insisted a little more, Farlan and Isabel would still be alive.

maybe he could sleep.

Maybe he would have the one he needs most by his side.

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I have the feeling that I am wrong in some tenses. anyways I hope you liked it :D

[levi-supreme]

Breakfast and birthdays

Characters: Erwin x fem!reader

Genre: Modern!au

Warnings: SFW, fluff. Established relationship (Erwin and reader are married and they have a young daughter). Mentions of food and presents. Mentions of a fictional character.

A/N: This one is for my other best friend @ladycheesington!!!!! Happy happiest birthday to you, Cheesy ❤️ I'm so glad to know you and you're one of my most treasured friends ever, and I love you so so much too <333

I haven't been writing for a long time, so I apologise if it sounds a little rusty @.@ and for some reason, my writing nowadays has a lot more conversation than usual so, I hope you all like this too!

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"Mummy," a little whisper came by your ear. "Mummy. Wake up." your four-year-old tapped your arm gently.

You briefly stirred awake and tried to stifle a yawn, surprised to see your daughter standing before you. "Good morning, Lilly. You're up early," pushing yourself upright with a smile, Lilly reached her arms outwards and you brought her onto your lap. You looked around, realising the spot next to you was empty. "Where's Daddy?"

"Daddy's busy." Lilly answered almost immediately, as if she already rehearsed the answer in her head. She bit her lips and tried to hide her laughter. "Happy birthday, Mummy!" your daughter pecked you on the cheek and gave you a wide smile.

"Thank you, Lilly, you've made Mummy very happy."

"Daddy and I prepared a present for you!" she wiggled her way out of your embrace and jumped to the ground, "wash up first, Mummy, and you can get your present."

Chuckling, you walked to the bathroom and started washing up. Lilly zoomed out of the room, leaving you wondering what the present was. When you were done, you got dressed and left your bedroom, catching a whiff of something buttery. Making your way to the dining room, you felt yourself break into a smile. Erwin was carrying Lilly in one arm while he placed a vase of fresh flowers on the dining table.

"Happy birthday, Mummy!" your blonde husband and daughter said in unison. There was a plate stacked with fluffy pancakes decorated with lots of fruits and a generous dollop of whipped cream. There were also more stacks of pancakes in the middle. Your favourite cup of coffee was placed next to your plate, and there was also a bouquet of roses and two presents on the dining table as well. .

"When did the both of you make this?" you asked Erwin as you gave him a hug and a quick peck on the lips. "you've kept me in the dark."

Erwin smiled, "it was meant to be a birthday surprise, love, of course we kept you in the dark." After putting Lilly down on her chair, Erwin pulled out your chair and gestured you to take a seat. Beaming, you looked at the birthday breakfast placed before you while Erwin sat beside you.

"How long did it take you to make these?"

"Not too long," Erwin muttered after taking a sip of coffee, "only about an hour or so. Right, darling?" Lilly nodded, kicking her feet in excitement.

"Go on, Mummy! Try the pancakes Daddy and I made. I helped to beat the eggs and mix the batter!" your daughter smiled widely, proud of herself. You gave her rosy cheeks a little squeeze and took the cutlery, slicing yourself a piece of pancake.

"Mmm, buttermilk pancakes?" you hummed in delight, "they're very yummy." You took a few more bites, marvelling at the fragrant combination of pancakes and fruit.

"There's more, Mummy!" Lilly pointed towards the stack of pancakes in the middle. "there are blueberry pancakes and banana pancakes too." Lilly's plate was already empty and she was taking another blueberry pancake from the stack. You helped yourself to more pancakes, feeling extremely lucky to have your husband and daughter prepare this wonderful surprise for you. Soon, everyone ate their fill and the plates were all empty. Erwin brought the plates and cutlery to the sink and quickly did the dishes while Lilly disappeared somewhere again. Seconds later, she appeared with her arms hidden behind her.

"Mummy, Mummy! Here's my present." she took out a card from behind and gave it to you. It was a drawing of you with the words 'To the bestest and prettiest Mummy in the world. Happy birthday! I love you! From: Lilly'

"Thank you so much, bubba!" you carried Lilly on your lap and gave her a peck on her cheek. "Mummy loves this very much."

"Daddy also prepared presents for you too!" Calling for her dad, Erwin came back to the dining room and took the two presents from the table, passing one to you. You gave the box a little shake. It felt a little heavy and you wondered what it was. Peeling off the ribbon and wrapping paper, you saw something you were least expecting. Erwin bought you a small massage gun, saying that he's been seeing you massage your shoulders a lot. You joked with your husband, telling him you'd still prefer his hands. Erwin gave you a sheepish grin in return. The second present was significant larger in size, making you wonder what kind of lavish gift did he get you.

"Oh, l-love, this—" you opened the lid and found the huge box stuffed to the brim with a lot of Hello Kitty stuffed toys, collectibles, merchandises, and also various different snacks. There were apple-flavoured gummies, strawberry wafers, cookies, hard candy shaped like a bow, and also Hello Kitty-shaped macaroni. Taking everything carefully from the box, you admired each and every gift Erwin got you, turning to face him with a wide smile. "it must've cost a lot to get all these. This purse was a limited edition release."

Your husband smiled at you warmly, "you're my wife, and you deserve nothing but the best. Happy birthday, love, and I hope you like your presents."

"I love them so much. Thank you, dear. I'll use them well." you gave your husband a tight hug, conveying all your unsaid appreciation and feelings.

"We have another surprise for you, Mummy!" Pulling you by the hand, Lilly excitedly dragged you to the living room where you saw your most frequently used skincare and body care products on the coffee table. There was also a fluffy pink headband and a bathrobe prepared on the side. "Daddy and I will give you a spa session and a birthday princess makeover today!"

You let out a chuckle as your daughter handed the bathrobe over to you, urging you to 'get ready' for your spa session. Smiling as Lilly brought you back to the couch and gave you her best imitation of an aesthetician, you thought to yourself that nothing beats spending quality family time together, and your husband and daughter made you feel like the happiest person in the world.

Never ever forget that Erwin and Hello Kitty are canon 🎀

Tagging: @ack3rlady @cinnamonlevi @jean-prettyboy-kirschtein @hannie2kay @lilshades

[localeurorat]

What if Levi is the only one who can understand the pain of losing Erwin and the burden of carrying a dream that feels jaded without him, and what if after the war you only have Levi and he only has you, and now that there is nothing to fight for you go back to grief and love unfulfilled only to realise that there is so much of Erwin in Levi and you allow yourself to wonder if Levi sees you in the same light now

[twilovesshuake]

Aot As Avengers scenes #1

Levi: Tell me the name again.

Mikasa: Ymir. She's a plague, Captain. she invades planets, she takes what she wants, she wipes out half the population. She sent the titans! The attack on all the walls, that’s her!

Eren: She can destroy everyone's life, Captain.

Mikasa: The fact is that we still have another titan. We know where it is. Armin is out there somewhere and he's the colossal titan, and we have to find him now.

Levi: Well shit, that's a problem.

Eren: What do you mean?

Levi: Two weeks ago, Arlelt left somewhere without telling anyone where he's going.

Eren: How can we find him, then?

Levi: *sighs* Shit. Probably Erwin knows.

Eren: Well, talk to him then!

Levi: It’s not that easy. Brat, we haven’t caught up, have we?

Mikasa: No...

Levi: Erwin and I fell out hard. We’re not on speaking terms.

Eren: Captain, listen to me. Jean and Connie are gone. Ymir is coming. It doesn’t matter anymore. We need Commander Erwin's help to find Armin.

Levi: That's the thing, Eren. The Scouts broke up. We’re probably done for.

Eren: *Shockingly* What?!

Mikasa: But still... Captain, we have to try!

Levi: Alright...I'll see if I can contact with him as soon as possible. But for now you brats need to-

*They get interrupted by a loud ground shaking sound*

Mikasa : *Gasping in fear* What was that?

Levi: Let's go outside and find out and stay on alert.

Eren and Mikasa: *In unison* Yes, Sir!