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Last line tag

@mostlycrunchy tagged me to post the last line of a WIP, and tag as many ppl as the line has words... I won't tag anyone since I've lost touch with the writing community (and also because the line is ridiculously long). If you want to do it, feel free to consider yourself tagged!

This is from a rivaere fic i saved as "this charming man". Set in rural Yorkshire and featuring student Eren and travelling businessman Levi... or isn't he??

"For the near and far future, he could foresee no changes in his mind numbingly dull life... long days at school, the tiny apartment that he and his mother Carla called their home, the forthnightly weekends with his nagging father who would never understand Eren’s disregard for human medicine, girls and step family, the soul crushing loneliness of being the sole gay teenager in South Yorkshire."

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Hi< may I ask you to translate some of yours ff from AO3? (Schneewittchen war ein schönes Kind) a link will be sending to you? thanks a lot

Hi, are you the person who also approached me on AO3? You can translate my fic but please

* link back to the original fic in your notes

* clarify that you're only the translator and

* give credit to me.

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kiss me back to my senses

rating: mature

pairing: Jean x Eren

characters: Jean Kirstein, Eren Jaeger

tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, set during chapter 104, Fix-It, Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Brainwashing, Making Up, Trust, Inspired by Fanart

Summary: “Did that look like Eren to you? It didn’t to me. That wasn’t Eren.”

Jean couldn't agree more with Connie. What came back from Liberio is Eren's body. But what they need now is Eren. Jean will do whatever he can to bring him back.

notes: Some days back the dear @inkonice alerted me to this beautiful fanart on twitter and the passion and trust in this art tickled my dormant writing mojo back to life... for an interlude at least ;)

Please read on AO3

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the matchless matchmaker

Surprise, @amaterartsu! I’m your Valentine love buddy! This little fic was fun to write, and I hope you like it! A very happy Valentine’s day to you!

Pairing: Levi / Eren

Rating: General Audiences

Characters: Eren Jaeger, Levi Ackerman, Sasha Braus

Tags: Modern au, dating agency, awkward wooing

Summary: Eren is an excellent matchmaker, one of the best at Rose's Dating Agency. So why... just why is he so horribly inapt at finding a date for this particular client...?

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It's Wednesday! @ao3commentoftheday started #wip wednesday with this post, and today I would like to give you a peek of an canon divergent eruriren piece I've been working on! Feedback is much appreciated 🙏

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“I thought I was supposed to wear a dress, what’s with all this other shit?” Eren flapped a hand at the heap of white lace and ruffles on the bed.

“All of that belongs to the dress,” Levi replied patiently.

“It does?” Eren picked up a piece of fabric lavishly adorned with ruffles and embroidery and inspected it. “Looks uncomfortable as shit.” He picked up another. “What on Paradis is that?”

“Drawers.” When Eren looked at him blankly, Levi added: “Underwear.”

“But it’s - they’re open, Levi!”

“Yeah, well. With all the other layers on top you would have a hard time to pull them down to have a piss.”

“Can’t I just wear my normal underwear? It’s not like anyone is going to see it.” Eren turned pleading eyes to Erwin, hoping for him to back him up. “Just… put on the dress and be done?”

“It would look like shit even on a woman, let alone with your lack of tits and hips. You wouldn’t fool anyone for even a minute.”

Frustrated, Eren chucked the offensive garment onto the bed. “You’re actually enjoying this, aren’t you? Dolling me up like a girl. Fucking perverts.”

“Honey, as much as I think you will look absolutely stunning, we’re not doing this for our own enjoyment.” Erwin stepped forward until he was standing right behind Eren, wrapping his arms around the pouting scout’s shoulders.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Secret mission, infiltrate masquerade ball, yadda yadda.”

... to be continued...

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Boogerbrain is a term of endearment

Pairing: Jean x Eren

Rating: Teen and up

Tags: soulmates, soulmate-identifying marks, idiots in love, pining

Summary: When you meet your soulmate in a kindergarten restroom at age 5, things can only go down from there.

For @erejeanweek2k19, day 1: soulmates :D

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sex for breakfast

Rating: explicit

Pairing: Eren x Jean

Tags: modern au, established relationship, daddy kink, fluff and smut, barebacking, anal sex, inappropriate uses of butter, aftercare, overstimulation, multiple orgasms

Summary: Jean gives Eren sass over breakfast, and gets into deeper trouble than he bargained for.

Notes: This is a thank you gift for @everythingeren @attraversiamo19 and @i-am-verybusy for organising @erejeanweek2k19! Also it can be viewed as a SUPER late entry for day 7: danger.

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Endgame

Pairing: Jean x Eren

Rating: Mature

Tags: canon universe, canon-typical violence, major character death, graphic depictions of violence, short but immensely depressing, you have been warned

Summary: At the end of it all, there is nothing but ashes and blood.

For @erejeanweek2k19, day 7: canon universe

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You’re all I want for Christmas

woaaah... Christmas has only zipped by two weeks ago and I’m already posting something festive?!

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Levi x Eren

Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Christmas, Christmas Fluff, Christmas Smut, Established Relationship, Lapdance, Barebacking, Fluff and Smut, Top Levi (Shingeki no Kyojin), Bottom Eren Yeager

Summary: Meeting Eren has drastically changed Levi's typical Christmas Eve. There is still staying in and watching TV specials... but so much more.

Notes: This is for @soapy0-0 whose lovely little ereri fic “All I want for Christmas is You” I love to death.

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final destination

Rating: Teen and up

Pairing: Levi x Eren

Tags: modern au, public transportation, sharing a bed, pining, mutual pining

Summary: What happens when you fall asleep on the bus, only to wake up at the terminal stop in the company of your gorgeous coworker.

For @chenziee

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Molar Opposites

Rating: Teen and up

Pairing: Eren Jaeger / Levi Ackerman / Erwin Smith

Tags: modern au, dentists, anesthethics, humor

Summary: Eren hates dentists. But with this buger of a molar torturing him, he has no choice but to turn to Dr Smith for help. He's about to have his hatred cured in very unconventional and effective ways.

Notes: my entry for erurirentober at @erurirenevents, day 1: “teeth”

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Soldiers Day

Rating: Teen and up

Pairing: Eren Jaeger / Levi Ackerman / Erwin Smith, Eren Jaeger / Levi Ackerman

Tags: Post-Canon, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst, Grief/Mourning, Past Character Death

Warnings: major character death

Summary: They have never spoken about what drives them to commemorate Soldiers Day with their late lover’s customary birthday treat every year.

Notes: my entry for erurirentober at @erurirenevents, day 3: “apples”

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178 Rivamika please? (If that counts as rare.)

Bless you Sir Crunchy! I loved writing this for you! Have some good old “accidentally summoned” demon Levi!

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One last time, Mikasa checked if her preparations were correct. Her bedroom was dark and quiet, the door locked. She had lit sandalwood incense and several black and gold candles. A piece of paper with the carefully drawn sigil rested on the floor in front of her. Nodding to herself, she closed her eyes and began reciting the summoning prayer.

With the last syllables still hanging in the air, Mikasa felt a small surge of energy and took it as a positive sign. Even the long meditation she’d done in preparation couldn’t prevent her heart from beating a little faster - she was summoning her first demon, and a famous one no less!

She looked around for any signs of demonic presence, but the room was eunchanged. The candles burned brightly without flickering, and the incense smoke rose straight and still.

“Have I successfully summoned you, o mighty Amon?”

No answer.

“Dangit,” she muttered and shifted in her seat to start a second recitation.

“Lord Sat-”

“No connection under this number. Beep beep beep,” a voice rasped by her ear, and Mikasa’s reflexes acted before her mind or even her terror could catch up with them. In one single movement she had whirled around and pinned the owner of the voice to the floor, grabbing them by the throat.

“That is not the proper way to greet my kind. Show some respect, woman.”

The demon looked perfectly human - most of them did - but nothing like she had expected of Amon, also known as Ra. Amon was supposed to be blond, tall and strong. This entity, however, was the exact opposite. He was short, about Mikasa’s height, had jet black hair and grey eyes.

When she made no sign of letting go, the demon rolled said eyes and, without any effort, knocked her off himself with enough force to send her flying through half the room. Mikasa rolled on her back, holding her shoulder which hurt like hell. Okay. Maybe strength-wise, the demon was similar to Amon. However -

“Who are you?” She asked, sitting up and still rubbing her shoulder. The demon had sat up too and looked about the room with a mixture of pity and impatience.

“Levi.”

“But how did you -”

“Do your homework next time.” A fingertip tapped the sigil she had drawn. “That’s not Amon’s sigil, but mine.”

“Oh damn. Levi. Hmm, Levi… I don’t recall seeing your name in the lists of gods.”

Suddenly, he seemed sheepish. “I’m… not exactly one of the the big shots. More like one of the obscurer demons.”

“There are many gods and demons in the lists.”

“… So obscure, in fact, you may call me something like one of hell’s handymen.”

“Fuck.”

“What did you want to summon Amon for anyway?” Levi folded his legs and rested his hands on his knees.

This time, it was Mikasa’s turn to look sheepish. “I wanted to ask him to, erm, grant me love and friendship.”

“What? All this song and dance just so you get friends and maybe someone to bang?”

“Hey! It’s not like that.” Defensively, Mikasa pulled her knees up. “I’m just lonely, okay?”

Again, Levi looked around the room that was cluttered with college textbooks and all kinds of occult knick-knack. “No shit. Has it ever crossed your mind to, you know, leave this hole and go out and meet people? Honestly, you’ll just ruin your eyes in this shitty candlelight.”

He unfolded himself from his spot on the floor and pulled the curtains. “And let some air in while we’re at it, sweet mercy.”

Now that the room was well lit, he scrunched up his nose in distaste. “How can you live in this? Have you ever heard of something called duster?”

Whatever Mikasa had expected would happen when summoning a demon, getting lectured about hygiene was not it. But she had to admit he had a point.

“College life is demanding.” It sounded lame even to her own ears.

He turned away from the grimy window and mustered her. The last night had been spent studying, only interrupted by a short nap with her face in a book, and she probably looked as exhausted as she felt.

“All the more reason to take proper care of yourself. Eat, sleep, drink. Unwind a bit, for fuck’s sake.” He picked up a loose sheet of paper and placed it back on a wobbly pile. “You know what, I can’t do anything for you on the spiritual level. But I can give you some good advice. You grab a shower, put on something nice and go out for a drink.. It’ll do you good.”

On instinct she wanted to argue, but fuck it - she hadn’t been out for weeks. A drink or two and some idle chatting that had nothing to do with her studies would be nice.

“What do you demand in return?”

“You have some decent tea?”

When she returned from the shower in her threadbare bathrobe, she squinted at him scrubbing some nacho cheese from her desk.

“Levi, when did you get changed?”

When he had appeared, he had been clad in a black turtleneck and slacks, which had already struck her as weird for a demon. Now, he wore a blue boiler suit and rubber gloves. Both of which, she definitely knew, were nowhere to be found in her apartment.

He shrugged her question off.

“Is that the standard issue workwear for hellish handymen? You’re only missing a name tag reading, ‘Hello, my name is Levi!’”

“Har, har. I’m slowly getting an idea why you have no friends.” His voice was lacking any bite, and a small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. He was handsome, but the smile made him downright attractive. Something tugged deep in Mikasa’s guts.

“You don’t happen to be an incubus, do you?”

“Why? You have an available position?” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively. Then he pointed to the bed. “I took the liberty to pick something to wear. Black’s really your color, huh.”

She grabbed the plain black dress and retreated to the bathroom to change. Wondered, not for the first time tonight, how she could feel so at ease with a complete stranger - a demon - in her place who rifled through her wardrobe and re-folded her socks as if he belonged here. Maybe because if he wanted he could have reduced her to a pile of smoldering ashes in an instant. He could also have left right away, because strictly speaking she hadn’t really summoned him. And yet he chose to nag her about her messy handwriting and to water her withering plants as if he felt something for her. As if he cared. Again, that something tugged inside Mikasa. I’m just starved for interaction, she told herself.

“You done? Let me see.” He rounded her with critical eyes, straightened a fold of the swinging skirt and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, like an anxious mother sending her daughter away for the prom. “Not bad.”

Without thinking, she kissed his cheek. “Thank you.”

He ducked his head, bangs obscuring his eyes, but still she could make out the faint blush on his face. “Now go. Not that I’m waiting up or something, but I’ll sort your disaster area of a bookshelf. Should I scrap all these loose papers?”

“Oh fuck, no! Just put them in a binder, please!”

“As you wish.” He bowed.

In the doorway, she halted. “Levi, if I want to see you again some time…”

“You have my number.”

“Good. Maybe we can talk about your promotion to incubus then. Unless you rather keep picking up my used tissues.”

“Honey, if I’m to take that job seriously - and I take every job seriously - there’d be a hell of a lot of used tissues.”

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Ram’s Horns and Cherry Blossoms

Chapter 1: Spring

Rating: Teen and up

Pairing: Erwin x Levi x Eren, Levi x Eren, Erwin x Eren, Erwin x Levi

Tags:  Alternate Universe - Fairy Tale, Fairy Tale Elements, Curses, Fairy Tale Curses, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Rating May Change

Summary: During his journeyman years, joiner Eren meets two cursed creatures. Touched by their fate and growing increasingly fond of them, he decides to break the curses that bind them.

For @erurirenevents, eruriren weekend 2018

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For the writing prompt? Erwin/Eren/Levi and #139: “This place gives me the creeps.”

Bless you for sending this prompt, writing it made me so happy :DShoutout to writing mastermind @perksofbeingawaifu for introducing me to the beauty that is surgeon!Eren and drafting with me a canon au where Grisha actually applies some basic parenting skills XD

Rating: Teen and up

Pairing: Erwin x Eren x Levi

Characters: Levi Ackerman, Hanji Zoe, Eren Jaeger, Erwin Smith

Tags: Canon divergence, surgeon!Eren, one armed Erwin, injuries, amputation, hospitals, mentions of unspeakable and outdated medical procedures, awkward flirting, pining, fluff, lots of smooches

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The man leaning against the wall next to the hospital’s back entrance held his face into the sun with his eyes closed, so Levi could study him at his leisure.

His face was handsome enough, with strong features and a soft, sensuous mouth. Long chestnut hair was tied into a neat ponytail and shone in the sun.

He would have looked as appetizing as a cup of hot tea sided by fresh shortbread… if it wasn’t for the blood soaked apron and surgeon’s scrubs. His hands, however, were immaculately scrubbed clean, as Levi noticed when the man flicked the ashes off the cigarette in his long, slender fingers.

Raising said cigarette to his lips, the man opened his eyes and looked straight at Levi. Feeling caught, Levi averted his gaze and kept walking, suddenly noticing to his chagrin that he had actually fallen behind Hanji while ogling the stranger. He risked another look back at the blood stained apron and shuddered.

He looks like a butcher.

Hanji and Levi entered the hospital through the main entrance and were immediately led to Erwin’s room. Learning that their commander was still alive was already a relief. While they followed a nurse down a long corridor, his mind’s eye presented the horrible moments again when the abnormal titan had snatched Erwin’s outstretched arm with his jaws and ripped the limb off. They had quickly applied a tourniquet and hoped for the best, but his deathly pale face on the long trek back would haunt Levi for a long time.

Erwin lay in bed, propped up with pillows, and a clean bandage covered his arm stump and chest. Otherwise, his upper body was bare. He was asleep, but it looked peaceful, unlike the pain-riddled unconsciousness of shock and blood loss. Hanji briefly held his hand and touched his forehead, a tear in her eyes that she furtively wiped away. Not wanting to disturb his rest, they pulled up two chairs and talked quietly.

Just as Erwin started to stir, someone knocked on the door and entered. To his surprise, Levi recognised the smoker from the back entrance. Now, he was clad in clean scrubs and carried a couple of patient files. He introduced himself as Dr Jaeger with a firm handshake and, since all chairs were occupied, sat down on the edge of the bed.

The dipping of the mattress prompted Erwin to open his eyes, and he blinked a little and looked around to orientate himself. Dr Jaeger shot him a brilliant smile.

“Commander! I was hoping you would wake up around this time. It’s always hard to tell how long anaesthetics last. I’m Dr Eren Jaeger, your surgeon.”

He then proceeded to explain the surgery he had performed, how he had used the remaining skin to cover the wound, and a lot of nauseating details that Levi didn’t really care to hear. Although, he had to admit, Dr Jaeger’s voice was nice to listen to. All the while, he patted Erwin’s remaining (unclothed, Levi couldn’t help observing) arm reassuringly, and Erwin looked a little starstruck.

“You were really lucky that someone had enough presence of mind the cleanse the wound thoroughly of any titan saliva. You have no idea how often we have to fight gangrene because of contaminated wounds. Which means amputation.” He chuckled. “They call me ‘Dr Sawdust’ around here.”

“That was Levi,” Erwin replied.

Levi found himself on the receiving end of that dazzling smile and damn, it should come with a health hazard warning. “That was very well done, Captain - you probably saved the Commander’s life.”

Hanji nudged him with an elbow. “Who thought that your preference for cleanliness would pay off like this.”

Levi tried very hard not to find the doctor illegally cute and instead reminded himself of the blood stained, sinister figure from earlier.

Finally, Dr Jaeger examined Erwin (absent-mindedly not letting go of his wrist long after he was done checking his pulse) and shooed them out, claiming that his patient needed rest.

On their way out, they heard shrill screams of agony from somewhere in the back of the building, abruptly cut off by a slamming door. Levi’s skin broke out in gooseflesh.

“This place gives me the creeps. Hanji, if I ever get injured, please make sure that these slaughterers don’t get a hold on me. Rather put me out of my misery quickly.”

“Oh, I don’t know. This Dr Jaeger seemed awfully nice and competent. Erwin looked so well - and he is positively smitten with the doctor, it seems.”

He grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her to face him. “Hanji, I’m serious. Don’t ever, ever put me in this hospital.”

He turned around, missed the first step of the stairs, tumbled all the way down and landed with his head hitting a metal dustbin.

When Levi came to, he was aching in a dozen places, the worst of all being his head. It pounded like it was split open, and to top it off someone kept prodding and touching it. He groaned and tried to slap the bothersome hands away, but the person warded him off.

“Please keep still, Captain Levi, I’ll be done in a minute.”

The voice sounded familiar, smooth and deep. Soothing. For a moment, Levi swam in confusion, not being able to recall where he had heard it before.

His eyes flew open.

Dr Jaeger smiled his by now familiar smile. “That was quite a tumble you took, but luckily nothing’s broken. Well, you’ll be terribly bruised, but I venture a guess that you’ve seen worse in your life. The worst is this cut on your forehead, but I’m doing my very best to stitch you up all nice and neat. Wouldn’t do to have this handsome face blemished with a big ugly scar,” he added, more to himself.

He noticed Levi’s startled expression and bit his lip, blushing.

Adorable.

Levi blinked. Where did this suddenly come from? He must have smashed up his head worse than feared.

Dr Jaeger snipped the final thread and wiped away the last remnants of blood. “There you are. As good as new.”

“Okay. Can I go now?” Levi sat up and swung his legs off the stretcher, only to tip over sideways again, dizzy and nauseous.

“Woah. You’re going nowhere, Captain. You have a concussion, and no way am I sending you home like this.” Dr Jaeger insisted he lay down again and asked a bunch of inane questions - for example who was currently king, what year it was and how old he was - before gently tilting Levi’s head up and examining his pupil reflexes. Levi was acutely aware of the careful, gentle fingers on his face, the thumb almost brushing his lips.

“Hm. Slightly dilated.” He could have sworn to hear amusement.

“Do you flirt with all your patients like this?” Levi blurted out.

“Forgive me for being a little… exhilarated at having the Commander and you, the heroes of my adolescent years and the very reason I became a military surgeon for the Survey Corps, right here, under my care.”

“What? You’re a surgeon because of us?”

“Oh, the surgeon part was my father’s doing,” the doctor replied. “He was the famous Dr Grisha Jaeger, the saviour of Shiganshina - you may have heard of him. My childhood dream was to become a scout myself, while my father wanted me to follow his footsteps. But since he knew about reverse psychology, he encouraged my plans, stating how it was much more fitting for me because I wasn’t cut out to become a physician. Of course that only made me want to prove him wrong.” He shook his head with a little laugh. “Failed the exam at my first attempt so spectacularly that everybody told me to give it up, only to ace it the second time. Theory was not my strong side to be honest, but I have a way of instinctual learning, so understanding how a body works and how to act when something goes wrong was relatively easy once I got the hang of it. Plus I straight out refused to fail again. But instead of becoming a practitioner, I applied for the military’s medical service.”

While listening, Levi found himself relaxing on the hard stretcher and almost dozing off, but much to his disappointment Dr Jaeger got up, apologized for babbling about his life story when Levi needed to rest.

“It’s a bit unorthodox considering your ranks, but would you mind if you share a room with the Commander? I fear we are overstaffed, and I think you would rather room with him than one of the lower ranks. Commander Smith has already said he wouldn’t mind.”

Levi nodded his agreement, and he was only half aware of the stretcher being rolled down a corridor, then some people helping him change into pyjamas and crawl into a clean bed that smelled of sun-dried sheets and disinfectant.

He was asleep before his head was fully nestled into the pillow.

For a surgeon working in a fully occupied hospital, Dr Jaeger (“Please, call me Eren”) spent an awful lot of time with his favorite patients. Checked and re-checked Erwin’s bandages, ran his fingers up and down the stump in search for any signs of inflammation. Helped him cut and eat his food. Gently cleaned Levi’s wound and sweet talked him into taking his painkillers, calling him a ‘good boy’ when he complied, causing Levi to almost choke on his sip of water. One morning Erwin thoughtfully scratched at his growing beard stubble and asked the nurse for a shaving razor. His attempts at shaving with his left hand let Levi’s blood freeze, but he insisted he had to learn how to cope on his own. Until Dr Jaeger entered and without ado took the razor out of his unresisting hand. Erwin obediently tilted his head this way and that, eyes closed with something close to bliss as Eren expertly took the offending stubble off with slow, precise movements.

Levi thought that shaving wasn’t supposed to look this erotic.

He watched Erwin’s gaze soften, his fingers linger on Eren’s when they shook hands. Felt his pulse speed up when these firm, warm hands cradled his own face to inspect him, and more than once his eyes flitted down to Eren’s lips when they were this close, so soft and inviting.

Enticing.

For someone who only suffered a superficial head wound and a concussion, Levi stayed a surprisingly long time in hospital, and uncomplainingly so. Even when his headaches had subsided Eren advised him to stay one more day “just to be on the safe side”.

“Your pupils still seem dilated, and that concerns me.”

Levi rolled his eyes and grabbed Eren’s head. “Have you ever considered, Doctor, that the cause of that may be you?” He ran the tip of a finger over Eren’s plush bottom lip. “How can someone be around you and not be affected?” He inched a little closer.

Eren tried to pull back. “Captain -”

“Levi.”

“Captain… Levi, you are still my patient.”

“And who would be in the position to change that?”

Eren said nothing, but this time he didn’t resist the pull of Levi’s hands either.

“Wouldn’t you say I’m sufficiently recovered to be discharged, Doctor?”

They were breathing the same air now, and out of the corner of his eye Levi could just make out Erwin watching them in amusement.

Silently, he pleaded Eren to say the magic words, because he wasn’t sure he could exist another second without kissing him.

Eren’s eyes were half lidded and his lips just barely brushed over Levi’s as he spoke. “Yes. You are discharged, Cap-”

The final syllable was muffled by Levi’s mouth pressing against his, just a gentle dab. He wanted to savour the moment, learn the warmth and texture of Eren’s lips. Eren tasted vaguely of cigarettes, but to his surprise he found he didn’t mind. Even though they kept it chaste for now, soft and almost shy kisses, it was intoxicating. Levi felt a heady rush from kissing this man he’d only met a couple of days ago. Eren was so… multi-faceted, a cold blooded surgeon who could sever limbs without as much as batting an eyelid, an adorable albeit awkward flirter, and now he was kissing Levi with all the reverence as if he’d been dreaming of this for years. One of his hands was in Levi’s hair, not minding its state of being unwashed for several days due to the injury, the other caressing his jaw and neck.

Finally they broke off, reluctantly, but they were both acutely aware of the third person in the room. Erwin didn’t show any signs of embarrassment or annoyance, but there was a little dejection in the way his shoulders slumped. Eren glanced his way and back to Levi, and he gave an almost imperceptible nod. They smiled at each other, hands squeezing shortly, and then Eren got up and ambled over to Erwin’s bed.

His voice was warmer, softer than ever. “I am awfully sorry that you are still my patient, Commander, and will remain in this hospital for quite some time.” He tapped Erwin’s chin gently to make him look up. “But once you’re healed… and if you’re not opposed… I would very much like to kiss you too.”

Erwin reached up and closed his fingers around Eren’s hand. He guided it to his lips and kissed the inside of Eren’s wrist. “Since it’s going to be a long time, would you mind humoring an old veteran and giving me just a little taste?”

Levi groaned inwardly, but Eren seemed to find the approach charming enough. He leaned forward to give Erwin a teasing peck before kissing him fully. Levi watched in fascination how they melted against each other and got lost in the sensation.

Not for very long, however, before Eren pulled away and smoothed down his shirt. He tried to regain his professional composure, but the blush on his face he couldn’t hide.

“Be a good patient, Erwin, and I’ll be able to send you home soon.” He smiled brightly and turned to Levi. “Dr Arlert will take your stitches out if you come back here in a couple of days. But I hope to see you again much, much sooner.”

He couldn’t refrain from briefly touching both of them, then rushed out, giddy as a schoolboy.

Erwin said: “And you thought him a butcher who takes apart bodies in the basement.”

Levi shrugged. “Well, first impressions can be wrong. And he did pierce my heart, after all. If you ask me, his cuteness is more dangerous to the public than any bone saw could ever be.”

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Jean and Eren and the Case of the Steller’s Sea Eagle

Rating: General

Pairing: Jean & Eren

Characters: Jean Kirstein, Eren Jaeger, Levi Ackerman

Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Tattoos, Brotp, Misunderstandings, Attempt at Humor, Based on a Tumblr Post

Summary: Jean gets his first tattoo, and because he's a good human, Eren tags along.

Notes: For @inkonice and @attack-on-social-skills! Thank you for all the hard work on the Jean discord server! This ficlet was inspired by this absolutely hilarious post

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