#miche zacharias fluff

[leviismybby]

Would Levi let these people babysit your kid?

Erwin: He would but only for a few hours, he trusts Erwin with a lot of things but his kid? Not so much. Erwin never held a baby, he wouldn't be able to handle a toddler and Levi is afraid thay Erwin would forget about your kids since he is busy with work.

Hange: He trusts them too just not with his kid, even if his kid has fun anytime they babysit them, he has to explain to them that they can't experiment anywhere near his kid.

Nanaba: Yes and surprisingly she is good with kids. Although it takes her a bit to get comfortable around the kid, she manages. You have to ask her twice, it is kind of hard to convince her.

Miche: So so, unlike Nanaba, Miche isn't good with kids, he would be like a silent guardian watching over the kid like a hwak.

Moblit: Out of everyone, Levi would definitely let Moblit babysit. He knows how caring Moblit can be, he still warns him not to drink around your child tho.

His squad: Yes, they don't let him down in anything so he has no problem leaving them to look after his child. Petra is especially sweet with the kid.

Eren: Actually he would but would check up every 15 minutes to make sure that Eren's dumb ass isn't messing up.

Mikasa: He would, she would care and be careful with his kid more than anyone in that squad. She is also has a soft spot for the kid despite denying so.

Connie, Jean: You have to beg him for this if there is no other option. Levi explains to them 300 times what they can and can't do. Connie is also good with kids, he has siblings too so he can handle the little Ackerman, most of the time at least.

Sasha: Yes, she knows how to handle kids because she has younger siblings and is funny so your kid would have fun. Levi isn't surprised that the lunch box from his kid is empty for once.

Historia: He would, she is sweet and besides, she can use it as training when she has her own.

Ymir: Nope. She said "Fuck them kids" and Levi doesn't even try asking.

Kenny: Absolutely not. Do I even need to explain why not?

[humanitys-strongest-brat]

Shoelaces

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

Pairing: LevixFem!reader

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

wc: 3.5k

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

 ***

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

***

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

***

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

"uh, hi?" 

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

What..? 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

***

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

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

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

"Where?" You ask.

"My room, dumbass."

Taglist: @ackerbootytobbi @amywritesthings

[zoozvie]

Imagine: When your fellow officers and commander find out your secret

Erwin Smith, Hange Zoë, Miche Zacharias, and Levi Ackerman

Levi is the first to knock on your office door, disrupting your solitude for the evening and you get up to let him in. Thankfully he’s a quiet shadow, without any energy to even complain about his trip to the inner wall. He quickly makes a pot of tea and slumps over in a chair next to your desk as you work. A habit you fell into on the slower nights at HQ. He only spoke to question why your window was cracked open this time of day, and you informed him the late nights you’ve been pulling since everyone was away made the room stuffy.

Hange is next. You can tell by the ‘thunk’ of a body that runs into your door before they ask if you are there. You answer that it’s unlocked, and they let themselves in while chattering about the survey corps representative meeting everyone just came back from. Levi grumbles that he’d like a moment of peace without thinking about the inner wall pricks they had to entertain for hours, and Hange takes post on the corner of your desk that’s unoccupied. 

Erwin poked his head into your cracked open door a little after the first two joined, greeting everyone in the professional way he did before declaring how perfect it was to catch us in one place before anyone headed back to their quarters. He wanted to discuss technicalities on the distributed paperwork and get everyone’s signatures. You agreed, although a little disheartened, to conduct one final meeting before putting an end to your night. Although there was one signature missing that Levi offered to fetch the owner of so he didn’t have to listen to ‘more political horse-shit’. You and Erwin exchanged pleasantries as he sat on one side of the sofa, to catch up on the weeks you weren’t able to converse properly over the leftover tea.

Levi finally came back with Miche in tow, already having informed him of the ‘party’ you were all having in your office, and sat back into his claimed seat. Miche greeted you warmly but didn’t move to sit on the sofa with Erwin, perhaps trying to make the meeting finish quickly.

Erwin began addressing the paperwork you all had but fell silent as a loud sniff pierced through his speech. Everyone looked at Miche expectantly, and he sniffed once, twice more. Turning his head about the room with a perplexed expression before looking back at you with a quirked eyebrow. You held your composure with your back straight and interlocking fingers on your desk. Maintaining the perfect image of professionalism, you stared right back at him. The other three’s heads swived comically between you two before pinning to the side of the room where your broom closet’s door was shut. A quiet rustling and scratching at the wood door had their attention, the tension between you and Miche stifling. You cleared your throat to defend your dignity–

When a soft ‘meow’ echoed inside the closet, your posture slumped over in defeat. Hange slowly walked over and cracked the door open before exclaiming as two, no, three, four young cats sprang out from their captivity, bobbing between everyone's legs before hopping up to your windowsill and jumping out. A younger black and white cat straggled behind to cheekily rub his body against Levi’s foot before joining the others.

The damage was done, most of your expression hidden behind your hands as you sheepishly smiled at the commander. Everyone thankfully had some level of amusement in your antics beside Levi, who reached over to pick a long strand of fur from your coat sleeve to tease you. You made a face at him. You’ve been alone at HQ for a while, no harm in keeping new company.

They just won’t find out you’ve named some after each of them. Little Levi may have gotten close to knowing his namesake but you’ll make sure at least that secret is kept hidden. For your own peace of mind.

Masterlist

[levi501ackerman]

MASTERLIST by Levi501ackerman

ao3

Hange x Reader

Steel Heart | chapter index

"The Royal King's Guard will lay down their lives and dedicate their hearts to return you unharmed to Mitras Castle where you will marry and become Queen. The Marelyan Cult who believe you are the key to perform their ritual will do anything to obtain your body and unlock their most powerful weapon. You just want to win the heart of a certain Knight."

Stars at Night Turned Deep to Dust | Angst

"You were in an accident that caused you to have amnesia and forget your love with Hange. You've turned annoyed with the person who was once your wife."

Here Before and After Me | Fluff

"Levi overheard another conversation the night before retaking Wall Maria. He didn’t know that his best friend had someone special to them."

Silly | Fluff

A quick story of a reserved reader that wants to make Hange laugh lol.

My Chance Has Come At Last | Fluff

"AU where Levi, Hange, and Erwin go Miche's birthday party. There’s a shit ton of people and Hange sees you in the crowd. Hange thought you were too pretty to talk to her. She didn’t expect her shirt to be the conversation starter between you two."

Crazy Girls | Fluff

"AU where Halloween night Levi watches Hange hype up her hot girlfriend."

Levi x Reader

She Looks Just Like a Dream | Fluff

"One day the scouts find out Levi has a wife. Everyone wants to meet her."

Living In A Dream | Pining

"Levi refuses to date a subordinate so instead he pines over you. Kind of ridiculous how much he overthinks every interaction with you."

Object of Affection | Fluff

"Some may think Levi is whipped or your servant. But acts of service is how Levi shows his love."

Wish That I Could | Angst

"Levi missed his chance to date you. So he watches you from afar."

Allegiance | Part 1 Part 2 (discontinued)

"You're a wealthy citizen from Stohess. When the survey corps are in the city, you can't help but fall for a cute captain."

That Day | Angst

"Ever since That Day . . . Anytime you became lucid, Levi spent all the time with you that you could offer him."

E X T R A S :

RIP AOT

Levi x social media

[littlerequiem]

Drabble Month, Day 2: Pepper ˚⁎⁺ Miche x GN!Reader

CONTENT — Sick fic, fluff, cooking. Written for @thedrabblecollective as part of the AOT Vets Drabble Month. Divider by @cafekitsune.

Whenever Miche gets sick, you’ve learned that his sense of smell disappears.

Behind you, Miche attempts to fight Mother Nature.

“I can’t smell for shit,” he complains, sniffing the simmering pot.

“My poor baby.”

Miche slides his arms around your waist. “Describe it for me.”

“Soup with carrots.” A kiss lands on your neck. “Mm… onions.” Another. “P-peppers.”

This time, you turn to face him, trying to capture his lips.

Miche stops you. “I don’t want you to get sick.”

“But—“

Miche engulfs you into a warm embrace instead.

You bite down a smile. Fine. For now, this will do.

[postwarlevi]

As the light of a new day peeks through the window, you yawn and blink open your eyes. Smiling you turn to your partner, only to frown instead, finding the bed empty.

Odd, it isn't like you to sleep past him. What time is it anyway?

Just as you turn again to look at the clock you hear shuffling from the hallway and soon he steps into the doorway of the bedroom.

"Morning!" You say cheerfully, removing the blanket, going to get out of bed.

Apparently that is not the plan though, because with his eyes still closed he makes his way to his side of the bed and falls in with a groan.

He is not a morning person.

You smile and shimmy back into bed, stroking his cheek.

"I just had to use the bathroom." He mumbles, sounding like he never woke up.

"Well now that you're awake, I'll go make you breakfast." You say, leaning in to kiss his cheek.

Before you can even turn a strong arm gets hold of you, and you are not going anywhere.

With a tiny laugh you try to pull out of his grip around your body. "Come on now."

He shakes his head and furrows his brow. "No." And his hold tightens.

"No? You don't want breakfast?" You ask softly, kissing his nose playfully.

You don't even get a response, his breathing steadying as he tries to fall back to sleep quickly.

You let out a contented sigh, looking at your lovers relaxed facial features and feeling his body language.

"You can sleep, it's okay, I'll do something else in the meantime until you're ready to get up." You don't mind letting him sleep.

"Just stay." Is his final answer, and with that he tucks you further into his body, assuring you will not be going anywhere.

With a soft chuckle, you don't fight it anymore and snuggle into his chest.

"Okay love, you win." You close your eyes and are soon lulled to sleep by his beating heart.

A tiny smile appears on his lips as you both sleep the morning away.

You both agree that any time you get to spend in each others arms, is something you'd always look forward to.

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A thank you to @charlotteplsdosth for this reversal idea, I hope it's a bit of a comeback, however small :)

[h1nanii]

Minors dni 🌞

They just love killing everyone with the biggest dick

Like everyone who reaches the height of 6’+ ft has to die.

Most of em were probably virgins too like atleast give them some 🐱 first (preferably mine😋😋) 😓

But maybe not porco, bro seems like the type to go to a brothel/ strip club during his free time and get all the bitches on him cause he’s an honorable marleyan ☠️

Poor Berty with that fuck ass haircut had to last only 3 seasons(not if u count s1 part 2 and s3 part 2) but yeah Yk he woulda been whimpering and all of he wasn’t so whipped for Annie (I am too Ngl).

Erwin coulda had some pussy if he wasn’t so buried for his dreams(quite literally 🪦) but now that I think about it…. Didn’t he get his bitch taken by his friend back when he was a cadet or something? Poor guy.

Mike/miche was gone too fucking soon

Y’all remember what Doja said right? Exactly. Imagine riding that bigass nose of his😍 (I need help) he had good character too💔💔

[natsuki208]

Mikenana family headcanon 🍳

With Miche’s highly talented sense of smell, and Nanaba’s surprising knowledge about kitchen work, the couple grew into well-known cooks within the Scout regiment.

During their time raising Oscar, he helped them out in the kitchen a lot. They even taught him a few things on making a well-made meal with little rations they had - everyone in the 104th kept asking how Oscar knew how to make their mess hall foods even better.

[chaotic-on-main]

Your sparring post w/ levi finished me off 😭 would u ever consider doing similar stuff for Miche? I love the idea of sparring with him n havin to deploy some seductive techniques to distract him except u actually really like him n it works

Sparring 2.0 | CanonAU Drabble

☾ Pairings ➼ Miche Zacharius x gn!Reader

☾ Content/Warnings ➼ fighting, sexual tension, established-ish relationship?, suggestive themes?

☾ A/N ➼ HI! Okay sorry this took so long, I've had the worst bout of reverse imposter syndrome?? Idk if that's even a thing, I just know it was very disorienting to bring up Levi and NOT write about him haha. But I really enjoyed this as a writing exercise, it really brought me out of my comfort zone. The worst thing about how little time we got with Miche is how we don't have a lot to go on with his character. So with that said, this is kind of how I see him and I hope that's okay!!

☾ Word Count ➼ ~1.1k

The mid-afternoon sun bares down on your already sun-kissed face while you watch your boyfriend get his ass kicked by Captain Levi from the fence separating the barracks and training grounds. Miche Zacharius towered over Levi by a good foot and then some, so you couldn't help but laugh out loud when Levi slams Miche into the ground with an arm pinned behind him.

"Are they at it again?" Nanaba leans against the fence next to you, staring into the pit with an amused smile.

"Yeah. Ever since Levi took his place as 'Humanity's Strongest Soldier'," you use air quotes as you speak, shooting Nanaba a matching smile. "Miche has been trying to prove something."

"Prove what? That he’s shit at fighting?" Her comment makes you snort.

“Oh I'm so telling him you said that." You jokingly chide, bumping into her shoulder affectionately.

"Telling who what?” Miche's sudden voice startles you but you're quick to hide your surprise with a teasing smile. He stands in front of you with only the fence separating you two. With his height compared to you, he makes the perfect sun-shield.

"Nothing. Are you two done?" You look around him to see an empty pit, no captain in sight.

"Levi said he needed to make sure his squad cleaned the stables correctly." Miche says as he pulls up the bottom of his shirt to dab at the sweat that drips down his face. You can't keep your gaze from sliding down his toned abs and blonde happy trail as he does so. "Nanaba, did you get those reports on my desk yet?” He drops his shirt much to your dismay.

"On my way to do that now, Sir." She smirks as she gives a half-assed salute then turns and leaves. When she's gone, you look back up to Miche with a cheeky grin.

"How do you get your squad to listen to you right away?” You arch an eyebrow at him.

“They know I’ll kick their ass if they don’t.” His response makes you chuckle.

“Nanaba didn’t seem too terrified of you.” He gives you a lopsided grin before sliding his fingers down your face then under your chin, tilting it up to face him better with your chin now trapped between his thumb and forefinger. He leans down as if to kiss you but stops abruptly, his face hovering right above yours.

"Hmm. Are you?" He traces your bottom lip with his thumb as he eyes your most likely dazed face. His expression is hard to read.

"Should I be?" You swallow hard. He only hums and leans in more.

Miche was never this forward, and by the time you realize his true purpose, it was too late. He grabs you by the waist and wrist then flips you over him into the pit. You've always been known for your agility so you were able to land without issue. The issue was the fact that your 6'4" boyfriend came barreling down at you the second you did.

"Miche, what the-" You barely duck out of the way in time. A rush of wind hits your face from a missed punch. It wasn't as fast as you'd expect from him, which you were grateful for. You jump back to give yourself some space but he fills it just as quickly, putting himself in an offensive stance. You only have time to cross your arms in front of your chest before his knee makes contact. A dull pain makes its way up your arms.

Throwing your whole weight back, you backflip out of the way and feel your feet kick something. Good. If you could just get a little more distance… but it seems like Miche knows your fighting style inside and out because he doesn’t give you a chance to think. He throws up another punch in which you counter it with your forearm, using this moment to pull your knee up into his groin.

As always, he expects it and moves a leg back to avoid your strike. With one swift motion, he grabs your thigh and pulls up which knocks you off balance and you hit the ground with a slam. You’re gasping for air when he pulls himself on top of you and pins your wrists above your head with his knees on both sides of your right leg.

“Ready to give up, yet?” He grumbles down at you.

“H-” You attempt to move an arm and notice there’s quite a bit of give. “Hardly. Why are you going so easy on me?” You quip back, a smirk tugging at your lips. His body shakes above you as he laughs.

“That’s not what you said last nig-” You lean forward to close the distance and lock your lips onto his, cutting him off mid-sentence. He’s so taken aback by the sudden movement, but you feel him relax which is exactly what you were hoping for.

As quickly as possible, you pull your arms out of his grips. This causes an imbalance in his stance, which you were happy to take advantage of. You wrap your legs around him and twist to the side at the same time that you use your hands to push him. He falls without resistance. When you both land, he’s now flat on his back with you straddling his chest with your full weight. You pin his arms to the side and smile down at him innocently.

“Are you sure you’re humanity’s second strongest? We might have to move you down the list.” You chuckle down at him.

“To my defense, I just sparred with Levi.” He grumbles back.

“And yet you still picked a fight… and lost.”

“Okay, okay. Yes, you win. This time.” You lean down to kiss him again, this time with no ulterior motive. After a moment, you break away and sigh. Looking down, you see dirt and dust caking your once pristine civilian clothes.

“Now I need to go clean up. I was headed into town before you decided to beat me up.” With that, you gently pull yourself off Miche and offer a hand for him to help himself up with. He just wipes at the dust on his uniform with his hands, grunting back in response. Turning to leave, you yell over your shoulder as you walk away, “You could help with that, if you want.” A quick pair of footsteps falling in behind you makes you laugh as you lead the way back to the barracks.

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[amenarlert]

Chapters: 1/10 Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Levi Ackerman/Erwin Smith, Moblit Berner/Hange Zoë, Nanaba/Mike Zacharias Characters: Erwin Smith, Levi Ackerman, Kenny Ackerman, Hange Zoë, Moblit Berner, Mike Zacharias, Nanaba (Shingeki no Kyojin), Furlan Church, Isabel Magnolia, Zeke Yeager, Pieck Finger, Falco Grice, Colt Grice, Gabi Braun, Uri Reiss, Petra Ral Additional Tags: Soft Levi Ackerman, Soft Erwin Smith, Erwin Smith Lives, Top Erwin Smith, Bottom Levi Ackerman, Levi Ackerman is Bad at Feelings, Levi Ackerman Needs a Hug, Protective Levi Ackerman, Nonbinary Hange Zoë, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Zeke Yeager Being an Asshole, Hange Zoë Is A Little Shit, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Domestic Fluff, Erwin Smith is Whipped, Porn with Feelings, Porn With Plot, Mentioned Kuchel Ackerman, References to Drugs, Alcohol, Erwin Smith is a cutie, Feel-good, Happy Ending Series: Part 2 of No Strings Attached Summary:

"Wait, Erwin?" Levi called, causing Erwin's movements to cease.

He turned his head to look back at Levi, his heart racing a little too quickly. He wanted to respond, but there was a nervous lump forming in the back of his throat.

"Will you be hungry tomorrow?"

Erwin's brows furrowed, lips pursing together.

Before he could question it, Levi was storming back over, eyes narrowed, "Forget that. What's your favourite food to eat out?"

Erwin's face once again felt hot, as he stared down in disbelief at Levi. "Uh... Thai."

"Okay. Let's go out to eat tomorrow night."

this is a sequel!! <33 

[kribuki]

LOOKING FOR ATTACK ON TITAN LITERATE-ADVANCE LITERATE RP PARTNERS [OCs welcomed]

Henlo! I'm Kri, in my early 20s, in the CET (GMT+1) timezone, literate to advance literate, 1500~ keystrokes, 300~ words, third person perspective, past tense, only use Discord and absolutely love to dive in details and characters' psychology. I'm an enthusiastic and hyper writer who might annoy you with headcanons, plot-relatable clips, ideas and memes so I'm not for the weak hearts (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

We might be a good match if:

You're around my age or older (20+ y.o.).

You are not looking for smut-centered roleplays. I'm okay with smut and NSFW, but when it's only that, it gets boring, honestly.

You're active: I'd appreciate if you can at least send a couple replies every week. Of course, I completely understand if you'll be busy, just tell me in advance. I'll do the same.

You're literate to advanced literate, meaning that you can give me a good amount of text like two+ paragraphs. Though, quantity isn't everything. I prefer quality and if you give me details, psychology, description and all the good stuff, we're gonna be besties.

You can write multiple characters and multiple couples: my style of writing evolves around many characters, since it's a nice way to insert drama and chaos. I'd love if we could write more than one couple. It can be considered as doubling, but maybe it's closer to mumu, since I prefer the ships to be written in the same story rather than having a complete different rp.

You like to mix different genres: romance is a must for me; it will always be there either as the main plot or subplot, but I also love to include many other genres, such as action, thriller, psychological, drama, fluff, angst, gore, fantasy, even comedy.

You're okay with mature and dark themes (dead dove: do not eat): I'm not going to write sugar coated stories, I like to write and explore many themes and they include possibly disturbing ones. I don't want to traumatize anyone, so, if you want to write with me, be prepared. I do not have triggers, although my only objections are adult x minor ships and incest. You may talk with me about your triggers and I'll gladly respect them.

You are open to both canonverse and AUs: I personally prefer AUs (alternative universes), since I believe they allow more freedom and creativity. Examples could be medieval, royalty, knights, monsters, ghosts, gangsters, professional hitmen, mafia, car racers.

You'll match my energy and don't mind OOC (out of character) chatting: like I said earlier, I get very excited and will most likely send you random stuff related to the story for fun, and I love it when people can match my energy and spam me with content. It helps me keep my interest up and also gets me emotionally attached to our story. Moreover, I would really appreciate if you could be honest with me. I wish for both of us to enjoy the story we are writing so if you lost interest, if you want to change/drop it, please let me know instead of ghosting me.

Ships I'm interested writing

Only MxF ships. In bold are the characters I'll write. If both are in bold, it means I can write either of them. ♡ = prefered

Ships I'm looking for:

Pieck x Jean Kirstein

Pieck x male Hange/Hanji

♡ Nanaba x Mike/Miche Zacharius

f!OC x Levi Ackerman

f!OC x Jean

♡ f!OC x Mike/Miche Zacharias

♡ f!OC x Furlan Church

Ships I can write:

Erwin Smith x f!OC

Kenny Ackerman x f!OC

Zeke Yeager x Pieck / f!OC

Eren Yeager x Mikasa / f!OC

Mikasa x Jean

Reiner x Historia / Annie / f!OC

Bertholdt x Annie / f!OC

Porco Galliard x Pieck / f!OC

Nile Dock x Marie / f!OC

Petra x Oruo

Eld Gin × f!OC

Please keep in mind I do want one of my main characters to be a female. My other characters can be of any gender. I'm open to any ship if you want to write an OC. Those listed are the ones I'm most confident writing, but you can always ask. I'll put the same effort in all the ships and couples, unless we decide otherwise, and I'm not going to cast anyone or any ship aside because I love including many characters and see different dynamics.

Ok, I'll stop here and thank you for reading through this long post! If you're interested feel free to dm me, if you've got any questions I'll gladly enlight you. I look forward to meet you! (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

[chaotic-nick]

Before a date with Miche Zacharias would include . . .

@postwarlevi [Eliza] asks . . .

How would Miche get ready for a romantic date and what are certain things he'd do on the date? Like, would he get them flowers, etc?

Setting: Modern Au

Warnings: none - unedited

And Nick says . . .

After finally saying yes, Miche's mind is full of many many possibilities. He doesn't know you that well yet [except for Erwin's stories/ the side of you that he's seen in his workplace/ being surface level friends for so long] bit he wants to make a good first impression that'll have you say yes when he asks if you're up for a second date.

Miche who's ways made his own food at home [even grows some of his vegetables] turns to Erwin to ask what are the best places to take you out on a dinner date.

Miche who visits his grandparents extra early on Tuesday to ask what he should wear. He didn't expect his grandfather telling him to fic his hair because it looked like his aunt's shih tzu from afar. And tells him, 'She actually called it fluffy looking' —'and dog's are fluff ball bastards, too.'

Miche who, according to his grandmother, should visit a flower shop run by an old friend. Because flowers always show you care.

Miche who makes a reservation at the restaurant with an outdoor dining area two days before the date.

— On the day of the date however,

Miche who opens the door as he's fresh out of the shower to his parents looking excited and his grandparents with stern looks on their faces.

Or. Miche who's in a zoom call with Erwin, Zeke and Levi as he gets ready and them throwing the most exaggerating compliments that makes him wonder if he should've asked them for help in the first place.

Erwin: You can actually look decent. Good work!

Zeke: I'd date you if you were the last option.

Levi: makes a good funeral outfit.

And finally Miche who sprays his favourite perfume before confirming his date with you with a text, flowers by his waist and his hair combed back [as it dries it'll take it's usual style].

Miche who slightly slaps his cheek to focus when he picks you up.

I hope you liked this, Eliza!!! Thank you for sending an ask ❤️💖

[ghoulsister1]

🎃SpookTober 31 Days Prompts🎃

Day 31: Halloween🎃🍬👻

Everyone x GN!Reader. Happy Halloween! Fluff. Spooky time! It's the season of spooks everyone. All Hallow's Eve. Spirits and ghouls. AU: Modern. SpookTober Prompt: Halloween🎃🍬👻

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☆●~Happy Halloween~●☆

What's everyone up to this Halloween? Let's see the characters and their S/O and what are they doing on this spooky night tonight........🎃

It is Halloween, all Hallows Eve and tonight on this spooky night we check in on some characters and what they and their S/Os are up to this year's Halloween!

Manfred Von Richtofen & S/O

We see Manfred and his beloved S/O on the couch of their cosy little home, all decorated for the occasion. Manfred is gripping a pillow as his S/O munches away on some snacks. They appear to be watching the OG Halloween and Manfred, new to horror movies is feeling that effect already it seems. Oh dear! Ah but his S/O will surely cuddle him tonight to keep any spooky boogeymen away!

Dante & S/O

At Devil May Cry we see a group of some teens hoping to score candy. This teens were responsible for tping the shop last year. You and Dante have not forgotten this, so tonight you and Dante have something good planned.

As the teens ring the doorbell and wait for an answer, a huge towering demon opens the door and let's out a demonic roar, scaring the teens away and leave their stolen candy behind.

Once those teens were gone, Dante returned to normal and you joined him in laughing at how well the scare worked. Picking up the bags of candy, you both smiled and chuckled as you returned inside, ready to feast on the sugary treats.

Kuro & S/O

You sat with Kuro as he carved a pumpkin with his signature cat claws as you stroked the black fur of your cat who sat in your lap, purring away as spooky gothic music played on in the background. You smiled as you sipped some pumpkin latte, Kuro carving a beautiful cat in the pumpkin's skin.

"How's it looking my dear?" Asked Kuro with a smile. You smiled softly, the black cat in your lap purring loudly.

"Perfect!" You Smiled and Kuro blushed a little.

Miche Zacharias & S/O

You and Miche were setting up the pumpkins you all purchased and made sure they all looked their best as you set them outside your house, smiling proudly as people looked at the pumpkins now jack-o-lanterns and commented on how lovely they all looked.

Albert Blithe & S/O

You and Blithe had decorated the house up well, spooky lights all twinkling and pumpkins a glowing. Your house looked really spooky this year.

I have to keep this short as tonight I'll be watching a scary movie with family as it's our a little tradition. So I wish you all a Happy Halloween and be safe!

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[axoxtxhxh]

My Superhero

3k words; 10-minute read A/N: This is for @asahipleaseloveme​​’s Prince Charming collab. I hope this is prince charming enough. Miche definitely seems like a prince, but I never imagined him with someone who fits that ‘damsel in distress’ feeling so I did what I could. I hope you guys like it! And thank you Monica for letting me join! I hope you have a great birthday!

“What are you doing?” You narrowed your eyes as you watched your husband unraveling the garden hose. It was your day off of work as well as his and you had both decided to relax outside, something you never had time for anymore. The sun was shining, the weather was perfect, and you were testing out your new lawn chaises. The only thing that was missing was a pool. A pool you kept begging Miche for.

After only ten minutes of relaxing, he abruptly stood up from his chair and moved to the garden, fiddling around with the hose. You watched as he bent over, his muscles working to pull at something you couldn’t see. It took about a minute when he made a satisfied noise and stood up. You watched as he turned around, holding the garden hose up.

“You know what I’m doing.” He gave you a smile and walked closer.

“Stop.” You sat up quickly, holding your hand up. “We are not doing this again.”

“It’s tradition.” He reminded you, turning the water on and walking closer.

“Can’t you just kiss me at the café?” Hands still up in a defensive pose, you stood from the chair and backed up.

“This is way more fun.” That smug smile was the last thing you saw before he chased you around the house, dowsing you in as much water as he could. Every year it was the same thing. You’d think you would have learned by now, but each year you tricked yourself into thinking he would finally get bored. He never did.

“There are so many things I want to do to you right now.” You said angrily, shaking whatever water you could from your body. It didn’t help, you would have to go inside and change.

“Any of them sexy?” Miche wiggled his eyebrows and pulled you into him.

“Not a single one.” You shook your head and he leaned down to kiss you. You still couldn’t figure out why you loved him so much when he consistently annoyed you as much as he did.

“Oh!” He exclaimed, leaning back. “I almost forgot!”

He stepped back from you and ripped open his button-down shirt to reveal a blue t-shirt with the Superman ‘S’ in the middle. His hands went to his hips and he posed, looking off into the distance.

That was it. That was why. It was things like this that made you love him and even though you were soaked and uncomfortable because of him, you couldn’t help but laugh at how cute he was, your heart fluttering in your chest.

“You’re ridiculous.” You laughed, pushing him playfully before walking into the house to dry off.

“Wait. I need to carry you inside.” He insisted, running up behind you.

“What for?”

“I’m your superhero.”

“Don’t you think you’re taking this too far?” You walked past him into the house.

“Well now wait one second! You called me your superhero!”

“You didn’t even know what you were doing!”

“The hell I didn’t! I saved you then and I will save you now and every year that follows.” He grabbed your hips and hoisted you over his shoulder to carry you in the house.

“Miche! I don’t even need saving right now!” You complained.

“Nonsense.” He continued through the house, moving up the stairs until he set you down on your bed.

“I think you’re misremembering what happened.” You laughed and he laid next to you on the bed.

“I remember exactly what happened.”

“Let’s hear it then. How did you save me?” You turned on your side and faced him, wrapping yourself in the towel he brought you.

“It was five years ago…” He began describing the first time you both met.

You and Miche had met five years earlier. It wasn’t the most traditional way of meeting someone and to be honest, you’d lied to a lot of people on how it actually went down. You and Miche were the only ones that knew exactly what happened. Well, and Zach.

Zach was your ex-boyfriend. He was that really sort of toxic guy that everyone eventually dates and maybe it was fun for a little while, but when the rose-colored glasses finally came off, you were ready for things to be done with him. It took several attempts to actually break things off with him, but of course, after you’d broken up, you got lonely and went back to him. By the time you really, really wanted to end things, you found it was nearly impossible because every argument you made, Zach was convinced you guys would get back together. In his eyes, there wasn’t even a reason to break up at all.

You’d come up with a plan though. If you break up with him in public, he’d have to accept it. Looking back, it was a stupid idea, but you were young and dumb.

It was a Saturday afternoon in a coffee shop that you knew you wouldn’t go to again because it was just too far to frequent. You got there early to sit down and practice your break-up speech. By the time it came to delivering said speech to Zach, you had it down perfectly.

“I really think we’re better off as friends.” You lied. You definitely weren’t going to be friends, but you set your hand on his. Instead of looking sad, he smiled. Weirdo. Why was he smiling? “I hope you understand.”

“I understand.” Zach nodded. “We’re not breaking up.”

“What? I just said we should.”

“You just don’t know, baby.” He took the hand you set on his to comfort him and he started ‘comforting’ you. “We’re made for each other. That’s why we can’t be apart.”

“Zach, it’s really not working out.”

“I disagree.” This was hilarious because for someone who thought you guys were meant to be, he certainly spent a lot of time with other women.

“I don’t think that’s how it works.” This was not going to be as easy as you thought and your mind worked to find a plan b.

“It is. We’re meant to be together. I can’t be without you.” He assured. “And you can’t be without me.”

“I can, Zach. I want to be.” You explained and an idea popped in your head. “I’ve already moved on.”

“What?” It was his turn to be confused.

“I met someone.” You sighed, trying to sell it to him.

“Who?”

“A person. What does it matter?” Was he really going to argue with you meeting someone new?

“I don’t believe you.” He shook his head and you worried that plan b was going to need a plan c.

“Zach, I…” A tall, blonde man stepped out of the bathroom and walked past your table. “I did meet someone. He’s here now.”

“He’s here?” Zach sat up straighter, looking around the café and you nodded. “Where?”

“I don’t think that matters.”

“Where is he?”

“He’s behind me. The blonde guy.” You were really hoping that the guy you just saw leaving the bathroom wasn’t sitting with another woman or this lie was about to fail. You were sure that Zach wouldn’t try and talk to him, he just needed to see that he existed.

“That guy?” There was a weird tone in his voice and you cringed, thinking that he most definitely must be with a woman as you turned around. A couple booths down, the man sat by himself, looking out the window and you let out a sigh of relief.

“Yeah.” You turned around to face Zach. “That’s him.”

Zach’s face changed and he bit the inside of his cheek as he thought about something. Thinking he was believing you, your heart started beating quickly as you got excited for this whole thing to finally be done.

“I don’t believe you.” He stood up and your eyes went wide. “I’m going to go talk to him.”

“Wait!” You jumped up, having no idea what you were going to do, but knowing you needed to stop him. “I will talk to him first. He might be… uh… upset.”

What had you gotten yourself into now? Thankfully, Zach nodded, but kept his eyes on the guy. You slowly turned around and walked to this guy who was still looking out the window. How were you going to explain this situation to him? It’s not like it was that weird. Other people probably did this all the time. That’s what you kept telling yourself as you stepped next to his booth, quickly sitting across from him as you realized that if you were really dating, sitting across from him would be way more normal than standing next to him.

“Hi.” You whispered, feeling heat rushing to your cheeks. “I’m so sorry, but I need your help.”

His eyes moved to something behind you and you were sure Zach was making his way over which limited the amount of time you had to explain to this man the mess you’d gotten yourself, and now him, into.

“I need you to pretend you’re my boyfriend.” You spoke quickly. “I’m try—”

“Okay.” He nodded and you blinked, confused by how quickly he agreed.

“Okay?”

“Yeah. Okay.” He smiled and you didn’t even get a moment to enjoy his smile before Zach was there and this incredibly agreeable man turned to him. “Who’s this?”

“My boyfriend.” You explained to him without thinking.

“What?” The man looked confused and you realized Zach was supposed to be your ex.

“Ex-boyfriend. Sorry.”

“So this is the new guy?” Zach tried to make himself seem big which would have probably worked since he wasn’t that small of a guy, but when this new man stood up, Zach came up a few inches short.

“Miche.” He held his hand out to Zach. “Nice to meet you.”

“You’re dating my woman?” Zach stepped closer to him.

“I think she might be my woman now.” Miche smiled again and that time you did let yourself admire it. Not a bad choice for a last-minute, fake boyfriend.

“I don’t fucking believe this.” Zach shook his head and you could see that he wanted to say something, but there was nothing for him to say and he set his gaze in your direction. “You… you…”

“I’m sorry, Zach.” You stood up, but he backed up and went in the opposite direction. As soon as he was gone, you turned to Miche. “Thanks.”

“No problem.” He checked his phone and sat back down in his booth. “That was your boyfriend?”

“Yeah. It’s taken a lot to actually break up with him.”

“I can tell.”

“Can I get you a coffee or something?” You offered. “For your help.”

“Sure.” He stood up. “I’ve had quite a bit while waiting, but I could use some more.”

“What are you waiting for?”

“Blind date.” You gestured for you to walk towards the counter first. “I don’t think she’s showing up though.”

“Aw, I’m sorry. How long have you been waiting?”

“About three hours.” She shrugged as if it were nothing.

“Three hours!?” Your eyes went wide and your mouth dropped open which made him laugh lightly. “Why don’t you just go home and tell her to maybe try another time?”

“Eh, I don’t have anything else to do.” He didn’t actually even seem bothered by the fact that he was most likely being stood up. Maybe he didn’t realize it. “It’s actually kind of nice that you came over. That was fun.”

“Fun?”

“Yeah, I’ve never been asked to help anyone with a break up.” He flashed you that smile again and you couldn’t help but smile back.

“I’m glad I could provide you some entertainment.” You nodded as you both stepped up to the counter and the barista asked what you wanted.

“What are you drinking?” You turned to him.

“Whatever you like.”

“You want me to pick a drink for you?”

“This is my third drink this morning.” He rubbed the scruff on his chin as he looked at the menu board and back to you. “It honestly doesn’t matter what I get.”

“Okay. Um… flat white with oat milk.” You told the barista and she nodded, typing in the order. Something caught your eye and your gaze moved up to him, seeing that he was smiling. “Is that okay?”

“It’s my favorite.”

“You don’t have to lie.”

“Really. It’s my favorite.” There was something about that smile that had a heat reaching your cheeks until you heard someone yelling your name. Both you and Miche turned to see Zach standing a couple feet away, with shaking fists while taking deep breaths.

“Well fuck.” You sighed. You really didn’t expect the breakup to be easy, but you didn’t think it would be this complicated.

“I can’t be without you.” He complained, walking closer to you.

“Zach, we’re done. Seriously. It wasn’t working out.”

“I need you, baby.”

“Just like you needed all those other women?” You didn’t want to bring this up because Zach constantly denied cheating on you even though you had irrefutable proof. “Look Zach, I’m done. Please just go.”

“I know you still love me.”

“I don’t.” You tried to ignore him as you got more annoyed.

“You’re lying to me.” He pointed. “He’s not even your type.”

“Oh my gosh.” You grabbed the collar of Miche’s shirt and pulled him down into a kiss. It hadn’t even crossed your mind that one, you should have asked him first, and two, how amazing kissing him would be. Your body leaned into his slightly as your lips melted against his and his hands were resting on the counter, but quickly moved to your hips before you pulled away. His eyes stayed closed for a moment before they opened and where you thought his smile was stunning, it was nothing like his eyes. “See, we’re in love.”

“Anyone can kiss someone.” Zach complained, not even really all that annoyed that you had just kissed another man in front of him.

“Seriously Zach! You need to stop.” You turned to look at him.

“Is he going to kiss me too because I have a girlfriend.” Miche asked, turning your face back to him by placing his hands on your chin.

“You do?” You stepped back, nervous that you potentially ruined his relationship by kissing him.

“I thought you were my girlfriend.” He whispered, standing up straight and grabbing your hand.

“I am.” You remembered. “Right. I am.”

“Right.” He nodded and you both faced Zach.

“What is happening?” Zach narrowed his eyes at you, still not quite believing.

“She’s my girlfriend.” Miche gave a dopey grin, kissing the back of your hand as one last selling point.

“You are going to have to leave, Zach.”

“Fuck all of you!” He yelled before walking away.

“God, seriously.” You groaned and looked to Miche. “I’m sorry. This became a way bigger mess than I thought it would be.”

“I don’t mind at all.” He laughed.

“Feeling like a superhero?” You laughed and he smiled with a nod.

Surprisingly, the barista was waiting to finish your order and after telling her your drink order, you went back to the booth. Not even a minute later, the drinks were ready and Miche got up to get them while you took the opportunity to look out the window, wondering if his blond date was going to show up. As bad as it was, you were hoping she wouldn’t.

“Hey bitch.” A voice said and you really had no idea why you turned when you heard it because your name was definitely not ‘bitch’, but the familiar voice had you turning around. Before you could say anything, a full pitcher of cold water was being thrown on you and Zach dropped it, running off to outside of the café, getting in his car and driving off. Miche came back with the drinks and his mouth dropped open.

“What the hell happened?” He quickly ran back to get some napkins to wipe off as much of the water as he could, but you were soaked.

“Zach happened.” You explained. “Though I think he might actually be gone this time.”

“Well, that’s a relief. Are you okay?”

“Not exactly, but… yeah.” You nodded, thinking that since Zach had left, you were actually done with dealing with him. “Yeah. I’m soaked, but I’m okay.”

“At least he’s gone.” Miche agreed, swiping the ice from the table and onto the tray before it melted.

“That’s the only positive thing so far.” You stood up, trying to help him get any that might have fallen on the seat.

“I can see a couple other good things.” His hand rested on your waist and he pulled you back so he could wipe the booth down instead.

“What do you mean? No good can come from this.” You complained, shaking out your soaked shirt, thankful it wasn’t white because that would have really been the icing on the cake.

“Maybe from your perspective.” Miche laughed as he took off his flannel shirt and wrapped it around you. It was an unfamiliar scent, but it was good and warm and you wondered if this was how a hug from him would feel. “Can I take you home?”

“My… m—my home?” You stuttered out.

“I promise I will leave when you ask.” He held his hand up in promise.

“Okay.” You nodded. “Thanks.”

[BACK TO PRESENT]

“All that you proved is that you lied.” You sat up from the bed and moved to the bathroom, ready to shower.

“How did I lie?” He followed, taking off his shirt like he was going to join you. Obviously, he was going to join you and you weren’t going to complain.

“You said you would leave.” You stepped into the shower and waited for him. “You never left.”

“I don’t remember you ever asking me to leave.” He moved inside the shower and closed the door behind him.

“I guess you have a point.” You laughed and Miche grabbed your cheeks, pulling you in for a kiss.

Cover photo by King Lip on Unsplash

[postwarlevi]

Under a Harvest Moon

Content: Just under 1100 words of a domestic fluffy evening with any male character you'd like (might be a little Levi coded, just don't squint too hard hehe)

Note: My (first?) official contribution to my Under a Harvest Moon collab and the second of my (late) September prompts winners. Enjoy!

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"Afternoon my love!" You skip down the driveway to meet your husband who has come home from work.

He smiles and pulls you into a hug and kiss, holding your waist as you go back inside.

"How was your day?" You ask, taking his coat and hanging it up once in the house.

"Same as always. Missed you lots." He kisses your cheek again, going to the kitchen for a drink.

"I've made dinner already." You pull out your meal from the oven and place it on the stove to show him.

"Mmm, smells delicious." He takes a fork and digs in while it's still in the pan.

"You know what today is?" You ask excitedly, grinning at him.

He pretends to think about it and goes to the calendar. He does know of course, but likes to tease you.

"Hmm, the largest moon of the year perhaps?" He taps the date on the calendar.

"That's right! The harvest moon is tonight!" You exclaim, throwing your arms around him.

You have recently moved to a spot that would be perfect for autumn and have been waiting to celebrate the changing of the seasons.

He chuckles and looks at his watch.

"Well, let's go celebrate then. We'll go up to the hillside and watch it rise."

"Really? That sounds wonderful and cozy!" You already start planning the evening.

"And maybe a little cold." He reminds you to get a blanket as you begin to race around and gather things.

While you leave the kitchen, he begins to scoop servings of the dinner you made into containers to take along with you, along with some waters and snacks, and makes a hot spiced tea to put in a thermos.

It's not long before you have two tote bags full of things for your adventure.

You both change into comfortable clothing, warm and cozy, ready to brace the rising moon.

"Ready to go, my pumpkin?" He asks, patting your head playfully and taking the totes.

You laugh at his playfulness and nod. "Yep! All set!"

It's not too far to the hillside, but walking with the totes might be uncomfortable. However bringing the car doesn't sound right either.

"Say, how about we attach the wagon to the back of the bike and ride up?" He comes up with.

Your eyes light up at the idea and you agree. "That sounds perfect!"

You get your bikes out of the garage and hook the wagon to the back of his and set all your belongs in. Locking up the house you set off for the hillside.

It's a nice scenic route full of trees and flowers getting ready for fall. The pathway leading up makes it easy to maneuver but it gets a little tough near the top.

You both get off your bikes and push your way up to the hill.

"Oh wow!" You smile, tired but happy. It's going to be a beautiful evening.

The sun is just setting and the cooler air is coming in now. You park the bikes on the hill and set out a blanket while your husband gets out your meal.

"Happy fall, beautiful." He kisses your cheek as you make a toast and sip your warm spiced tea, then eat the dinner you had made earlier as the sun finishes setting.

As you both talk about your day and all the things you want to do this weekend, you're joined by a few other couples as dusk comes. They are a respectable distance away so everyone can enjoy their own small party.

You put the light sweater on you were reminded to bring and lay your head on your loves shoulder as darkness falls and only the stars and rising moon, along with distant city lights, provide enough illumination for the evening.

"Here, brought some cakes." He says, pulling sweet, snacky items from the tote.

You grin and take one and munch. "Thank you."

"It's so peaceful out here." He says quietly, enjoying the surrounding environment almost as much as your company.

"I'm so glad we're here." You whisper back, kissing his chin, sighing happily as he pulls you in for a hug.

No words are needed between you. The moon rises higher and you pull out a couple small pillows and lay back, the moonlight soon lighting up the sky and earth just as well and more charming then the lights of the city could. Out here on the open hilltop, even with a few others around you, it makes you feel like the only two people that exist.

"You know, it'll look even brighter in the early morning. Unless you wanna sleep out here, let's head back and get in a few hours. I'll wake you." He tells you, breaking the silence.

You contemplate actually staying out here all night, chuckling when he nudges you to get the thought out of your head. That's hours from now.

"Okay, let's head back." You agree, and stand to pack up your things.

You walk the bikes back down the hill and hop on and turn on a flashlight to help guide you on the pathway back to the house.

Putting the bikes away, you clean everything out of the totes and get cozy in the bed. An alarm is set a few hours from now and in the meantime you fall asleep happy in each others arms.

You're pulled out of sleep just after 530am, yawning and sitting up. You can always take a nap in a little bit.

Putting on robes and fuzzy slippers, you head to the porch with cups of apple cider and are in awe at how bright it is.

It is not only the last supermoon of the year, but the harvest moon of autumn, and even with some of the lights around you, it's still the most brilliant.

"Happy autumn." Your husband pulls you close on the loveseat, kissing your temple.

The moon sets just a bit later and as dawn comes you finish your cider and go inside.

Putting the cups in the sink you turn to him to suggest heading back to bed for a bit and are surprised to see he beat you to it.

You hurry to your room and pull off your robe, laughing as he's already waiting in bed with open arms and a smile of his own.

[ack3rlady]

Little Things They Do..

Featuring: Miche Zacharius, Hange Zoe, Erwin Smith & Levi Ackerman.

Notes: All Fluff ❤️

MASTERLIST

Miche Zacharius 

Miche loves to sneak up on you.  

You could be working at your desk, chopping vegetables by the kitchen platform, or standing by the window as you water your plants. One moment you’re doing your thing, and the next moment a pair of strong, massive hands engulfs you into a bear hug from behind; his warm chest flush against your back. Miche rests his chin on your shoulder and you lean your head against his. He quietly watches what you’re doing, pressing a kiss or two on your cheek every now and then.

He nuzzles his face into the curve of your neck and breathes you in deeply, the fragrance of your shampoo, lotion and sometimes a little bit of sweat, all amalgamated into an aroma that makes him weak in the knees. If he senses that you’re getting tired, he effortlessly moves you out of the way and takes over what you were doing, humming a discordant tune to himself as he does. 

Sometimes when he’s feeling especially cheeky, Miche can, and will spook the hell out of you. He is rather stealthy for a man of his stature, and he loves to poke his fingers into your sides only to be elbowed in the gut by a very annoyed you. 

Hange Zoe 

Hange always makes time for you.  

A master of many trades, their day is jam packed full of commitments. But however busy they may be, they never, ever let you feel neglected. They check in on you every few hours asking how your day is going either through a brief call or a text, both ending with them reminding you that they love you. 

9-to-5 schedule means very little to them. Late nights at work are a common occurrence. They made this quite clear in the beginning of your relationship, but never once did they let it get in the way of your love. Every time they are late, Hange brings home take out dinner from a new place their colleagues recommended, or your favorite dessert if its past dinner time. On some evenings, they honk the horn of their car as they pull up outside your house, an indication for you to rush outside and join them on a long drive through the empty streets of your city. 

All their colleagues know you well enough by now. So, you are always a part of their work dinners – dinners that always result in a happily drunk Hange. Erwin and Miche smile while Levi tries to suppress the one growing on his lips as Hange lets every one within a mile know how madly they are in love with you by screaming it on top of their lungs. 

Erwin Smith 

Erwin loves taking pictures of you.  

Most of them are ones you didn’t even know he took. It is his own way of preserving moments that he wishes to never forget. The ever attentive and watchful partner, Erwin always has an eye on you... and also a camera. Whether you’re engrossed in a task, brows furrowed, lower lip pinched in between your teeth; or when you’re being goofy, with ice-cream smeared around your mouth as you struggle to eat it on a hot summer day.  

Sometimes, they are pictures of you gazing at the sunset with a content smile on your face, or asleep on his shoulder with a thick stream of drool flowing down your cheek or when you catch him in the act and try to swat his hand a way. They’re all there. Safe and sound in his photo gallery. No wonder, the man shells out obscene amounts of money on phones with the highest memory. 

Erwin loves to go back to these photos from time to time. If he has to be away from you for a long time, he finds himself sifting through them and quietly smiling to himself. Sometimes he does it even when you’re sitting right by his side. Because even when you're with him, he misses you. Because no amount of closeness is close enough.

And if you’re being difficult with him, he will not hesitate to resort to blackmail by threatening to send the choicest of your hilarious photos to Hange.  

Levi Ackerman 

Levi is all about silent gestures.  

He may come across as cold, but he’s the most thoughtful and considerate person to ever live. A man who always chooses your happiness and wellbeing over everything else. When you’re out on a stroll, he gently steers you towards the inner edge of the side walk, choosing to walk by the traffic himself. Never fails to utter “be careful” or “watch your step” when there’s a step or a bump in the way.

Tutts in irritation if you stumble, but is quick to stop you from falling by extending his protective arm before you. He acts as your human shield if you’re walking through a crowd. As much as he hates being touched, he’d rather keep you safe. 

When you come home after a long day, he is right there at the door, ready with a warm hug and a cool glass of water. He asks about your day, and listens to each word, however long your rant may be. He always makes sure that you’re eating right, especially on days when you’re stressed. He feeds you with his own hands if you try to skip meals with the excuse of being busy. And when you finally get into bed to call it a night, he drapes the blanket over you first and then over himself. 

Levi never falls asleep before you. He blames it on his insomnia every time you bring it up. But in reality, he would never miss an opportunity to watch your eye lids flutter closed as you are cocooned by sweet slumber, for it is this mesmerizing image that lulls him to sleep every night. 

MASTERLIST

Dividers by @anlian-aishang