#no wonder he sticks by Gunther

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Ludwig Kaiser and Maxxine Dupri w/ Otis

Monday Night Raw 08/07/2023

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Captain Levi One Shot

A/N : Takes place like 10 years before the AOT universe, please don’t fact check my shit I know some of it doesn’t line up with cannon lmao. In this Petra is not yet a part of squad Levi.

I’m thinking about doing a series of one shots for this version of Levi x reader but would love some feedback!

26f reader x 29m captain Levi

content warning: alcohol , hangover vomiting (so sorry), blood, minor injuries, masturbation (both f and m)

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You had worked so damn hard. You had worked so hard for almost 10 years to get where you are.

Graduating as a part of the 95th corps of cadets, (#3 in your class none the less), you took on the challenge joining the scouts. You took on the challenge of knowing your best friends, your adopted family, would die. You could’ve had a cushy life as an MP and never lay an eye on a titan but no, you just had to be brave.

10 years is a long time to last as a scout. Only a few have lasted longer and you’re wondering when it’ll be your turn. You’re nearly 26 at this point, are you going to have to slow down?

Your superiors decided to throw you a party for hitting the 10 year mark. A get together at a pub in town that closed for an evening to be private for all scouts and military that wanted to come. The ones left of your cadet class came, plus most of the scouts since you were a friendly face and a great mentor.

Hange and Petra were two of your closest friends, they made you a cake! Everyone else was buying you drinks and having a great time. You made your rounds to thank everyone for coming and say hi.

You go up to the table in the corner last, being the most intimidating of the group. Captain Erwin, and a few from his troop were seated including Miche, Gunther, Tomas, Eld, and Dieter. Oh, and the dark storm cloud in the corner, Levi. Captain Levi.

Something about that man, you can’t tell if it pissed you off or if you were attracted to his stormy look. He has only been in the scouts for a few years but, he has far surpassed everyone to earn the title of Captain and earn the special operations squad. He didn’t have a ton of respect as a leader, considering his past which always came about in hushed whispers and stolen glances.

“Ah Miss L/N!” Erwin booms as he watches you approach the table “the celebrity of the evening has graced us with her presence!” Yeah, he’s definitely had a few drinks. You give most of the table a hug before Erwin booms “Excuse me,,, Excuse Me! Yeah I’d like to make a toast to celebrate one amazing scout, y/n l/n”

He turns you around to face everyone in the pub and you catch Levi’s eye for a second, letting a soft smile show. Your drinks and shots everyone had been buying you are catching up and you catch yourself blushing at Levi’s lingering eyes on you. If only you knew why.

As Erwin goes on a great toast speech about how much you’ve grown in 10 years, how great you are, etc. you can’t help but feel immense pride, something you’re not used to as a rather insecure person. Then your attention gets roped back in as Erwin places his hands on your shoulders give you a little shake like a proud dad.

“So to finish my toast, I want to congratulate miss l/n on becoming the newest member of the special operations squad under captain Levi.”

Your jaw drops as the pub errupts in loud cheers turning around to give Erwin a huge hug, since he is the highest rank here commander shadis must have trusted him with this information.

The raven haired stoic man stands up from his seat and comes closer to you and gives you a crisp salute which you mirror back. Probably not as crisp with the way you feel a little wavy. He then sticks his hand out for a handshake as you grab ahold he speaks, “welcome to the team kid.”

You smile at him “Thank you sir! The pleasure is mine!” He’s going to teach you to be less formal with him eventually but appreciates your response for the time being.

You are both surprised at your impulsive decision of deciding to wrap your arms around his neck, giving him an enthusiastic hug. You swear you feel his chest let out a chuckle but hear him grunt, “tch, get off”. You pull away ready to apologize but see a little smirk on his face as he sits back down. All of Erwin’s table saw the encounter and chose to avoid eye contact. As you giddy-ly ran over to Hange and Petra to celebrate.

The rest of the night consisted of singing, dancing, drink-offs with some of the men, and if you weren’t crazy you could’ve sworn Levi was keeping a close eye on you.

Once closing time hits you and some of the scouts you were close with stumbled back to your base. Levi, Erwin, and Miche suspiciously decided to leave just as you were. Following not too closely behind you.

—

As you get back to your room and ready for bed you stumble a little as you put on your pajamas of a tshirt, no bra, and booty shorts. You’re humming to yourself as you put the uniform from today aside to wash and about to crawl in your bed that looks soooo comfy when

*knock knock knock* gently taps on your door

Assuming it is Petra or Hange drunk you giggle walking up to the door. You swing open the old wood, creaking to your surprise is your new captain.

“Soldier. Sorry for stopping uh unannounced. I wanted to give you this since you looked like you had fun tonight. Integration starts tomorrow at 8 AM.”

You form a salute, right hand over your breast as your dainty nipples show through your white tshirt. He pretends not to notice, suppressing the urge to look at your body he has never seen outside of uniform.

“Thank you captain. I hope you sleep well. Goodnight,” your voice sounds like silk although raspy from singing and yelling all night. Nobody has ever wished him a good nights sleep and he is a little dumbfounded. “Goodnight l/n” he whispers as you gently shut the door on him.

He brought you fruit and some water in a nice basket, surely that will help with your hangover that you’ll have to figure out by 8 am. You think of all the things people whisper about Captain Levi, how he’s a heartless monster, incapable of feelings, barely human. You can’t believe them and decide to put your utmost respect into your captain, wondering how he put together something special like this in such a short notice.

—

The next morning you are awake at the break of daylight, about 7 am. This gives you an hour to get cleaned up eat and get to the training grounds, but god do you feel like shit. As you’re about to get in the shower you feel your stomach bubbling and make it just in time to the bucket to throw up. Well throwing up sucks, but at least you feel a tiny bit better. You get a rather quick shower and throw your hair into a low bun with some pieces sticking out and put on your uniform. Eating an apple and drinking water that Levi brought you in the early hours of the morning. You decide ultimately that this is your fault for drinking too much, and hope since it is the first day of integration Levi would take it easy on you.

Oh, how you were so wrong.

“L/n, you look like shit.” Your captain spits harshly.

“My apologies captain.” You say not looking him directly in the eyes with your hand over chest in salute.

“10 laps around the field to get started.” Oh god you have to run while hungover, but you can’t tell him no. Maybe this is some type of test to him? He knows how much you drank last night because he was keeping a watchful eye on his new team member. You begin running as Miche and Levi chat, quietly enough you can’t hear them over the pounding in your head.

Just as you hit the sixth lap you feel a bubbling in your tummy again. Oh no, not in front of him. Before you can even try to hide it, you’re doubled over throwing up the rest of the contents in your stomach.

And then, silence. No Miche and Levi chatting, no background noise from the base, just silence. This has to be a test. He wants to see if you’ll keep going or give up on the very first exercise. You use the backside of your jacket sleeve to wipe your face and begin the 6th lap. You’re half done, just push through.

As someone who typically doesn’t struggle too much with running you are shocked at your inability to hold yourself to a high standard this morning. You nearly collapsed as you finished the 10th lap. Bent over with your hands on your knees you wait for Captain Levi to address you.

“Next you’ll be timed on your ODM gear maneuvering through the dummies.” Your face goes pale at the thought of flying through the air right now, but you don’t have a choice. “Yes sir” you respond breathlessly standing up fully again.

You don’t notice the goosebumps that appear on Levi’s skin when you call him Sir or Captain, and he tries to ignore them. Watching as you strap on your ODM gear as you struggle with a particular thigh strap, he sulks over, looking down at your gear. Your big eyes look back up at him, still fumbling your fingers at the same time.

“Here,” he takes over where your hands were, grasping the leather straps tightly and fastening it together so that it squeezes your nice thighs just enough.

“You look like shit,” he says lowly, finally making eye contact with you.

“I’m so sorry sir, is there something wrong with my uniform? How can I fix it?” You ask like a good subordinate.

“Don’t drink the night before training.” He says turning around not looking at you anymore.

You scoff in disbelief at his words, and he waits for your next move.

“My apologies again Captain, but I was not aware of my promotion until last night and not aware of this training until I was already home from the pub. I think it’s rather unfair to-” you’re cut off by the lightning quick movements of the captain who is now gripping your collar of your uniform jacket, almost lifting you off your seat.

“Rule number one - don’t talk back to me” he growls inches from your face.

“Rule number two - always be prepared as a part of squad Levi. We are the special operations squad for a reason, we could leave at a moments notice.”

“Rule number three - you must always look and act your best for training.”

All the while he spoke down to you staring into your eyes. You didn’t dare looking away from the steel gray eyes boring into yours. “Yes sir” you squeak out. He drops your shirt collar, brushing off the wrinkles he just created. And your ass collided back down with the bench you were sitting on. He begins to walk away with a “I’ll be waiting” as he heads towards the wooded area of the training grounds.

You’re trying to wrap your head around what just happened and how your superior talked to you like that when most of this was out of your control completely.

It was then you realized this morning was all one big test. To see how much you needed to be broken down in order for him to build you back up and form you into one of his soldiers.

But you didn’t ask for this promotion, you didn’t receive a warning, you didn’t even get to say bye to your old squad leader.

You try your best to hold your head high, cleaning your blades as you walk in the directly Levi walked a minute ago. Trying to push down all of the demons punishing you for your actions from last night. Mentally you need to get with it if you’re going to prove yourself to Levi this morning that you’re fit to be a part of his squad. You don’t think he’s ever watched you before, at least not in battle, per your knowledge. The last thing you need is him thinking you are a weak link in his group.

You finally approach him at the beginning of the course, trying to maintain cool headedness and confidence. After all you’ve done this course thousands of times over 10 years in the scouts. I mean, they change it sometimes but not by a whole lot.

Not even looking over at you Captain Levi says “I’ll start the stopwatch when you start going. Miche is on the other side to signal a flare once you make it to the end.”

You nod to your self, stretching your back and neck a little before you go. You bound off the ground propelling with as much speed as you can. Your technique is a little different from most, whereas you don’t necessarily have as much speed as you do strength. Your cuts are so deep and clean on the nape of the titan that you are sure fire a kill if you can just get there. You move easily from side to side due to your core strength and kind of look like a mix of a ballerina and a ninja on your good days. Your technique is just weird enough they don’t let you help teach the new recruits.

Flying, adjusting to the new dummies that pop up, it actually feels pretty nice and comforting to help your hangover. You finish the course with ease but your ODM gear fails to hook on one side as you hit the last row of trees. You’re thrown off balance and end up hitting the tree Miche was leaning on with a thud. Luckily, as soon as you made contact Miche shot the flare so you would get a better time, but you lay on the ground groaning. A little blood dripping out of your eyebrow and nose, and cuts on the arms of your uniform.

Levi had already begun swinging to where the ending point was but began speeding up after he ended the timer. He landed on his feet so elegantly and precise, making Miche laugh. Neither of the men helped you up for a minute as you laid there with your hand over your face, red from embarrassment but reminding you that you may throw up again or pass out at any moment.

“3 minutes 9 seconds. Not bad for…your current condition” he says leaning down to look at your face. “You’ll be doing this again when you’re through with your hangover, and I expect it to be spotless. With a much better landing.”

“Yes captain,” you groan. Not being able to hold yourself together much at this point. He grabs a cloth out of his pocket and hands it to you. You do your best to clean the eyebrow and whatever nose wound you have, it may very well be broken.

“Up next is hand to hand combat. Since you are already torn up, I’ll let you chose who you fight against rather than myself, but it has to be someone from the squad.”

The rest of the team was finishing up breakfast walking out to the grounds that hand to hand combat training usually takes place. You were supposed to meet the team and then get your ass handed to you by Levi, but I guess he’s feeling nice watching you try to twist your nose back to its original place. As you finally stand up off the hard ground you stumble a few steps before bending over to throw up one last time. Levi happened to catch you off balance and patted your back while you dry heaved a little.

Levi, the clean freak, comforting you? After you just fucked up your integration training? You brush it off and size up your potential opponents as you want over. You then realize, you’re the first woman to be a part of squad Levi . Is that why the captain is making you do all this? A sexist power move to make you feel inferior to the rest?

The squad is chatting as the three of you walk up to them and fall silent, all eyes on you. Levi brushes past you “everyone this is y/n l/n, she will be joining the special operations squad effective immediately. Right now she is sizing all of you up to see who she can handle in hand to hand combat.” You do your best to remain confident and not shy away as all the well accomplished men look over to you.

“Captain Levi” you pipe up with less courage than you thought you had.

“Yes?” He raises an eyebrow at you.

“I want to go against you, Captain.”

The whole crowd of men goes silent, they think you have a death wish or maybe you already hit your head too hard given the dried blood already on your face.

“Fair enough l/n, I’ll give you a few minutes to get ready.” He takes off his uniform cape and jacket and set it neatly down next to where all the men are standing. You are busy unstrapping your ODM gear, moving to the side so you can set it down gently. You sign when you take all of it off, feeling 15 pounds lighter. You following Levi’s suit, you take off your uniform jacket as well.

This leaves both of you in your white button up shirts. You size Levi up and down, trying to determine when his weak spots are. You see the way his biceps move under the tight shirt as he undoes his cravat. The men of squad Levi are still just men, most of them looking at the way some of the buttons on the chest of your shirt are a little too snug so to your growing tits. You note to yourself to get the next size up shirt when you feel this happen.

You and Levi both walk to the center of the training grounds with most of squad Levi surrounding and a few others that happened to be walking around on this crisp Saturday morning. Levi gets settled in a fighting stance and you follow as he does. “Begin” he says in his low emotionless voice. You step closer to him to begin throwing attacks towards his upper body, most getting blocked but an attempt to elbow his side proved efficient. He throws a series of hits towards you and you manage to dodge a few of them, but are struggling to breathe after a solid punch to the stomach. You think this is a pretty fair match up until he says “tch is that all you have? I’m getting bored.” He speeds up his hit combos, giving you less time in between to recover as you do your best to land a kick on him. His reaction time is way better than yours, grabbing your right ankle and flipping you through the air to have you fall onto your back. You see stars as your head collides with the ground. He has not rendered you out yet, grabbing your arm and twisting it go go behind your back, using the fake little dagger they use for training and press it to your neck. Luckily, you both were facing away from the crowd of people.

“You really thought you could take me? I even gave you the option to fight someone else and you were so cocky you thought you could beat me? Tch, your form and performance today disgusts me. Dismissed.”

Levi stands up and walks back towards the barracks by himself, not talking with anyone and rather pissy it seems. The men left there disperse as you lay on your back trying to fight back tears, your hands covering your face. As soon as the coast is clear Hange and Petra run to your side. “We were watching from the building to see what would happen… I’m so sorry y/n”

So embarrassed, the only reaction you have is to grunt as they help you stand and help you back over to where your room is.

You collapse as they help you get into your room, exhausted and defeated.

“Y/n… do you wanna talk about it?” Petra asks softly playing with your dirt filled hair, head hanging in your hands as your slouched up against your desk.

“Please, I love you guys just I need to be alone,” you say back to them, and without looking up you hear them shuffle out and close the door.

You sit there with your head racing, trying to figure out where you went wrong. Yes, you were drunk last night but you didn’t even do that on purpose! And he could’ve told you earlier in the night so you could’ve stopped drinking and went to bed earlier yes, but he didn’t? This had to be a sick test.

What if Levi didn’t know you were joining his squad and this was some plan from the higher ups? What if Captain Levi didn’t want you on his squad at all and was trying to punish you today?

What if this is some type of hazing to get into the squad? And if you show up the next day or last a week you pass?

Why did your ODM gear fail? It had never done that to you before.

And yet, you still couldn’t bring yourself to dislike the stoic man.

You gather the strength and your belongings and head to the showers. Not lifting your head, you walk blindly the hallways to the showers, having walked the same way for 5 years since your 5 year anniversary when you were given your upgraded room. As part of your promotion, you were given access to the superior showers, dedicated to veterans and officers. As you’re about to knock on the door to see if it is occupied, the door swings open.

Of course Captain Levi had just showered, because he had come inside earlier than you and didn’t have to sulk about his performance. You do your best to muster up a smile and move out of the way for him to leave. You can’t help but look over his sculpted shoulders and biceps, down to his chiseled abs, and the v-line with a happy trail up the middle connecting to the pristine white towel covering the rest.

“L/n,” he says with no emotion, “showers all yours.” He remains looking at your face, noting the eye bags and bloodshot eyes. You must have been crying after your performance today, he thinks to himself. Combined with the dried blood around your eyebrow and nose, he thinks you’ll need a long while in there to recupe.

You nod to him, he walks away and you can’t help but notice his little back dimples as well. You proceed with getting undressed and warming the shower up, ready to sit on the shower floor and cry more. Peeling off the dirty white shirt that will need scrubbed and feeling the cold air against your skin was like stripping off the fuck ups of this morning. You relax under the hot water, watching all the dirt and blood wash down the drain.

Your exhaustion and embarrassment from the morning take over and you begin to sob, crying like you never have before. Not even holding it back, if someone was walking past they surely could hear it. You’re not even sure what you’re technically upset about the most, but right now crying is just what helps. At this point you’re leaning on the tile, out of breath, hiccuping like a child that just finished screaming for their lost mother. You work up the strength to begin washing your long hair foaming shampoo into it and scrubbing. After conditioning and washing your body you are officially exhausted. Wrapping in your two towels and begin the walk back to your room which luckily wasn’t too far. Maybe that’s why Captain Levi also wore his towel leaving the shower.

As you return to your room you look at the fruit Levi brought you last night and sigh. Why would he do that just to kick your ass? You throw on some comfy clothes and crawl back in bed with wet hair, drifting off for a nap.

—

Waking in the early afternoon, you stretch and yawn as you climb out of bed. You begin getting dressed to go to dinner in some of your casual clothes, luckily you don’t have to wear your uniform on weekends. You opt for a button up baby blue flowy dress with a navy sweater over top and your non-work boots.

Assessing the damage of your face in the mirror, you notice the bruises forming around your eyebrow and your nose. You have some scrapes up and down your arms which is why you chose to wear the sweater over. Your body aches. After all the years you’ve spent as a scout you’ve hardly ever had injuries this bad. Never from training though.

As you’re about to head out the door you notice a letter slipped under your door. You assume it is a silly note from Hange trying to lighten your mood. Your grin fades as you see who has signed at the bottom.

“L/n,

Please come to my office after dinner to discuss your performance today.

Captain Levi”

Your stomach sinks. In all these years you’ve never been called to your superiors office. You slip the letter in your bra under your dress and begin to walk to go to dinner.

Luckily Hange and Petra are already seated and you try to slip in without anyone acknowledging you. Given the ass beating you received this morning with a lot of the scouts watching, they can’t help but grimace at your bruised face. You opt for some soup, bread, and vegetables and sit down avoiding eye contact of your peers. Hange and Petra go silent as they watch you take your first few bites.

“Y/n,” hange says gently, “you look awful.”

You do your best to fake a smile to her, pretending like nothing is wrong. “Y/n, please don’t pretend like you’re fine…we’re here to talk,” Petra adds.

“I am fine. I had a bad day of training and I was hungover. I am perfectly fine and will be better by Monday.” You snap back at the both of them. With that they decide to change the topic, and talk about events that are happening in the town square tomorrow. Something about a show and food vendors and lanterns, it’s supposed to be a pretty big deal.

“Do you want to go y/n?” Hange perks up, crossing her fingers that you’ll say yes.

“Maybe, hopefully tomorrow will be better than today.” You try regaining your positivity and friendliness everyone knows you for.

“Someone put a letter under my door while I was napping.” You suddenly change the topic. Petra and Hange look at you with eyebrows raised.

“Captain Levi wants to see me in his office after dinner,” you whisper so nobody around you can hear. “What if I’m getting kicked off for my performance today?”

“I’m sure that’s the last thing it is.” hange says rolling her eyes and taking a huge bite of her bread. Petra sighs, “y/n, don’t look but him and Erwin have been staring at you and whispering this whole dinner.”

Of course you look up to meet steel gray eyes looking back into your own. Instead of shying away you hold eye contact, letting him be the one to break first and turning to Miche on the other side of Erwin.

“I’m not some sad puppy. I’m not going to let one bad day in 10 years determine my future. If Captain Levi wants me to put up a fight, then so be it. Just because I’m the first girl on his squad doesn’t mean I’m going to sit back and take their shit.” You are gaining your confidence back and are not going to falter and beg Levi to let you stay.

“We got the old y/n back,” Hange taunts to Petra, nudging you in the arm. You smile and ask them, “so what are your plans for tonight?”

—

After dinner you head back to your room to put a little makeup on. If this meeting goes well maybe you’ll go into town with Hange and Petra for a girls night. You find yourself wanting to look pretty, just in case, although you never cared about that before.

Levi is more than likely in his office now, as you watched him get up to leave shortly after you had the eye contact stand off. His office and sleeping quarters are just down the hall from you. You push down the butterflies growing within your stomach and sweaty palms as you grow closer to the door. You decide to stand there for a few seconds to control how fast your heart is beating and regain your composure.

However, in the time you stand there you hear noises from inside his office.

Typically if Captain Levi is in, he leaves the door opened a crack so people can welcome themselves in, but this time his door is completely shut. You decide to lean your ear up to the door to see if you actually heard something inside his room. Groaning and a slick noise can be heard, and you immediately blush backing away as quietly as possible.

Before you decide to turn around and go back to your room, your curiosity gets the better of you. You return your ear up to the door. Does Captain Levi have a girl over? Is it someone in the scouts? Your mind wanders as you listen to his beautiful groans and…wait… he’s by himself. Oh my god he’s jacking himself off. You hear him sliding his hand over his cock repeatedly.

You know this is wrong, you know you should walk away and pretend this never happened. But yet, you find a different type of butterflies growing in your stomach now. Not the nervous ones, but the horny ones. You’ve never thought about the captain like this and you know you shouldn’t but his voice is so damn sexy.. and the way you saw the water drop off his body after his shower today… you can’t help but imagine what he looks like right now.

“….y/n…” you hear the faintest moan come through the door and all the color drains from your cheeks. Does he know you’re standing there? No there’s no way he could. He’s getting off thinking about you. But isn’t that kind of fucked up considering everything he put you through today? Maybe he’s attracted to you and that’s how you got on squad Levi and it wasn’t your skills at all.

Your brain grows foggy, not being able to focus on all the ‘what if’s’ anymore but only able to focus on the heat growing between your legs. The speed of his strokes and the frequency of his heavy breathing indicates he is getting close. You feel yourself clench around nothing and right when you’re about to leave you hear it again.

“Fuck, y/n…” so faintly yet you couldn’t have imagined it, not twice. You hear a deep groan as you assume is him spilling his seed. Your mind can’t help wonder where he came, and what his cock looks like, and what he tastes like.

With that you are walking away from his door as quietly as possible and hurriedly walking back to your own. As soon as you’ve made it to your room, your cheeks flushed and so horny you can’t think about anything else. You lock the door and throw yourself onto the bed, pulling up your dress around your waist and lowering your panties. You haven’t relieved yourself in so long and you haven’t been touched by someone else in a few weeks. You run your delicate fingers up and down your slit gathering your wetness to spread it around your clit. Rubbing in small circles you let out a meek moan. The only thing taking up space in your horny brain right now is Captain Levi and the past 10 minutes that took place. You start pushing two fingers in and out of your tight hole thinking if it was him fingering you how it would feel. Would he talk down to you like he did when you were training this morning? The thought of that turns you on to a whole new level. You continue to get yourself off when you hear a distant pair of footsteps in the hallway. You can’t be bothered by how foggy your brain is to care if someone hears you. The cute squelching noises your pussy is making would be enough to send any man over the edge. Your climax is building up so fast you don’t notice how the footsteps come to a stop outside of your door. After another minute of keeping up your movements your orgasm washes over you and you can’t help but let out a throaty “Leeviii” as you feel your back arch off the bed.

You put your panties back on, wiping your hands off on a towel in your room and are finally catching your breath when there is a soft knock on the door.

Good god, the footsteps in the hallway, did someone just hear all that? You look in the mirror to check yourself before opening the door. It looks like you just ran a mile with the way your chest is moving and the blush that creeps across your chest up to your cheeks.

You unlock and open the door to find Captain Levi standing there arms crossed. Trying to hide the mortified expression on your face as the reality sinks in of the past 30 minutes you stutter as you go to greet him, “Captain Levi! How can I help you?” Smiling at him with a glow on your face post orgasm.

“I believe you received the note to see me in my office after dinner,” he sternly responds not an emotion in his eyes. Surely if he had heard you he would’ve at least blushed or something?

“Oh y-yes Captain. I’m so sorry, I stopped by but you were-” you cut yourself off realizing what you were about to say. “Um your door was closed so I was going to stop by again in a few minutes,” you hurriedly finish your thoughts, not being able to maintain eye contact with your superior.

“Ah well, I’m free now so if you wouldn’t mind joining me.” If you’re not mistaken he just smirked at you? Is he playing mind games with you? No there’s no way he knew you were outside of his door, but maybe he did hear you moaning.

“Yes sir,” you follow behind him as he begins the walk to his office.

Either Captain Levi is the cockiest motherfucker in the scouts or he is absolutely oblivious. Or is he a master manipulator? All of your thoughts race as you approach his door again. All the meanwhile you think about how you still can’t hate him.

As you enter into his quaint office you take in the scent of tea spices, a well organized desk and bookshelf, and a small table. You notice a garbage can under the desk with tissues in it and can’t help but wonder…

“Can I offer you some tea?” He asks, walking over to a door on the other side of the room with a tea kettle. “Yes please,” you respond and he goes through the door, which must lead to his sleeping quarters and some type of stove to heat water.

“Please have a seat,” he motions to the small table that has some scouts paperwork on it as he enters back into the room. “It’ll take a few minutes for the water to heat.” You nod, sitting as you try to keep your nerves under control. He is walking around the near space tidying belongings and disappears in the next room again. He comes back with a blanket and some firewood. Lighting a fire in the small fireplace. He hands you the blanket, “‘m sorry it gets cold in here when the sun goes down.” You nod to him placing it on your lap as you hear the tea kettle boiling in the next room over. Does he do this when he meets with all his subordinates? Surely not…. Unless he is as nice as you suspected he was?

Captain Levi returns with a tray with two tea cups the boiling water and a variety of tea bags. “Would you like to pick?” He holds the selection out to you. “Whatever you recommend, I don’t know a lot about tea,” you try to lighten the room with a little giggle but his face remains stoic as he picks two of the same tea bags, setting them aside before placing the tea cups on the table, filling them with the hot water and placing the tea bags in the cups. He sits down at the seat next diagonal from you at the square table, so you both are facing the fire. He then grabs the blanket off your lap, spreading it out so it covers both of you. Everything he does is so calculated, and you are at the edge of your seat to find out more about him and what this meeting is about.

Captain Levi sips his tea first.

He sighs and states without looking at you, “I’m sorry about this morning.”

“Please sir, don’t apologize, I understand it was my fault and I will do better.” You do your best to keep a positive smile on your face even though he isn’t looking at you.

“Another thing about being on my team, don’t fucking lie to me. I’d rather you tell me you’re miserable and hate my guts than be fake to me.”

You are taken aback by his words, you have never heard a captain or high rank want to be addressed less formally. “I-I’m sorry?” You stutter out. He ignores your apology. “Our squad eats every meal together. We all have our rooms around the same area which won’t be a problem since you’re not too far from here anyways. We train 6 days a week unless there is a mission or some sort of order from the higher ups. I highly advise no more drinking and no more romantic involvement with any men..er women I guess.” Still not speaking directly at you he is just holding his tea cup to his lips, not by the handle but holding his hand over top the rim.

“Yes, Captain.” You nod, and he finally looks over to you, studying your face. You grow self conscious until he says, “How is your face feeling? That looked like quite the tumble.” You chuckle, touching your eyebrow. “I think it looks worse than it is. I think I was more embarrassed than anything,” you shrug taking a sip of your tea.

“I know you probably think I’m out to get you, given your experience this morning.” He says still looking in your eyes. Before he finishes his thought you cut him off, “oh not at all sir!”

Levi ignores your objection, continuing, “We have to be the best. I treat my team like brothers. We’ll I guess..erm..sister now too.” He looks away with what looks like a slight pinkness on his cheeks.

“You’ve been in the Scouts for longer than most of our team. You have a good head on your shoulders, I just need to make sure you can keep up with us physically. That’s why I wanted to see how your injuries were holding up this evening.”

You nod, as this feels like a mental game of chess. Captain Levi survived in the underground for years, he is calculated, sharp, even scary smart.

“I’d like for you to choose someone to practice your hand to hand combat skills with over the next few integration trainings. You were pretty good but you have to get great.”

“Yes Captain… would you mind helping me with it? I’d like to learn from the best.” You grin and blush up at him.

“Are you trying to kiss my ass L/n? It’s going to take a lot more than flattery to get on my good side.” He looks over at you with a slight smirk on his face and a playful tone, one of the first times you’ve ever seen him like this.

“Then what else would it take? To get on your good side?” You dare start flirting with your captain, feeling awfully bold and somewhat unhinged after all the events that have taken place today.

“You’ll have to figure that out yourself,” he says in a low, sultry tone as his eyes look from yours down to your lips and back. He reaches his hand over and you freeze, but he wipes off some tea from the corner of your lip and retreats his hand back.

“So I have to ask… since you said you stopped by earlier. I heard some footsteps approach my door while I was attending to some … personal matters.. and it seems they stopped and listened for a few minutes. You didn’t happen to see who it was did you?” Levi smirks staring at the fireplace, knowing he has caught you red handed as your face blushes hard.

“Next time, just knock. I could have used some assistance. It sounded like you needed some to,” he has a shit eating cocky grin, being the master manipulator he is looking over to you with your jaw dropped.

Link to part 2

[brightwingedbat]

Gunther Dockpaw

Aged 27 during personal story. He's a good-hearted and talkative ex-legion who started a new life in Lion's Arch, working on the docks. Even found a mate there and had a cub.

But then the Battle of Lion's Arch happened with Scarlet, and he was the only one of the three to make it out.

Commander Tharrhon found him missing his right paw and shooting watchwork nightmares in a blind rage, and saves him from them. Gunther is of course near inconsolable about his loss, the anger spent on the constructs.

Rhon isn't gonna let him give up though, does what he can to stop the bleeding and get him to an escape point.

Rhon goes on to stop Scarlet, but does come back to check on the survivors afterwards. Especially Gunther. Rhon wishes he was there earlier to save the whole family but that's guilt for him to handle, Gunther assured him he did what he could, he saved his life, he can't blame him for that.

Gunther eventually recovers enough and gets a wooden prosthetic paw, he assists in rebuilding Lion's Arch.

From then, he's starting life in Lion's Arch again, though a lot more lonely than he was. A lot of time in the tavern, he ends up regular friends with so many there. Including Rhon over the years, other than that he's a pretty regular resident of Lion's Arch.

He does however end up adopting a cub who lost their parents during the attack, taking care of them helps ease his own loss, and keeps a cub in good care too.

Eventually, post EoD after Rhon has had his rather awkward date Taimi and Gorrik set up, but he had fun and starts to wonder about honestly going for it properly. The discussion comes up with Gunther during one of Rhon's visits to the Lion's Arch taverns, and that's when Gunther hints at perhaps Rhon would like to give it a try with him.

Rhon gets super bashful about it, and a bit guilty given the past. Plus he of course knows that Gunther has an adopted cub and worries how it'd be like. Gunther assures it's fine, it was 9 years ago, and what cub wouldn't be excited about the Commander being closer? Gunther had plenty chances to date, but left it off due to prioritising the care for the cub alongside his dock work. But the cub's getting a lot more independent after almost 10 years, getting to the teen ages. Gunther thought it'd be good to get out there again, and well, if the one who saved his life is an option he can't pass that up.

So, Rhon agrees to give it a try. As for past that I have more details to figure out, but I think I want Rhon and Gunther to stick around as being a thing.

✨ Bonus fun fact. ✨ His first name was Gundaharius back in the Legions, but it was a mouthful around Lion's Arch and went by Gunther instead enough that he just prefers that now.

[pickalilywrites]

If your requests are open and you want to write nsfw Petruo, would you want to write a fic where the squad is celebrating Petra’s birthday or Christmas (feel free to choose what you like the most) and at the end of the day Petra and Oluo are snuggling in front of the fireplace next to a Christmas tree with blankets and that’s where Petra loses her virginity. Then You may decide again if Oluo is a virgin too or already more experienced, depending on what you feel more inclined to.

Are you willing to do this request? If you don’t want to or have additional questions you can just message me :)

Warmest in these chilly times,

sorry this is late!! i hope it's still enjoyable to you!! :)

until the fire goes out

petruo. canonverse. 🍋 2581 words. read on ao3.

“Don’t you think it’s unfair that we’re left cleaning up?” Auruo asks Petra as they sweep in front of the hearth, getting rid of the last remnants of Petra’s birthday celebration. There isn’t very much to clean up to begin with — any spillage of drink or crumbs was met with a dire glare from their Captain — but Auruo and Petra have been assigned to clean up anyway to make sure no speck of dust has been overlooked.  

“I told you I could clean everything up by myself,” Petra snorts as she sweeps up the last mound of dust and disposes of it in the trash bin. She wipes her brow with the back of her hand before returning the broom and dustpan to their proper place.  

Auruo follows after her with the trash bin. “That’s not what I meant,” Auruo protests. He puts the trash bin back where it belongs before shuffling behind Petra to the sink and washing his hands beside her. “I only meant that it’s unfair to have you clean up after your own birthday party. Why couldn’t Eld or Gunther do it?”  

“It’s just our responsibility as the most junior members of the squad. Just because it’s my birthday doesn’t mean I should shirk my duties,” Petra says. She sticks her tongue out at Auruo as she flicks the water from her fingers at her friend, laughing when he scowls at her. She manages to run away just as he flicks water at her in revenge. She waits for him by the doorway, wiping the excess water from her hands on the front of her trousers. “It’s not so bad anyway. It’s kind of nice being able to look at the Christmas tree when nobody else is around.”  

Auruo turns his head as he wipes his hand on a towel. Petra stands aside and allows him a better view of the Christmas tree the squad had set up earlier that month. It’s a beautiful pine tree with bristles of a deep, verdant green. Despite being in a different room, Auruo can smell the aroma of crisp pine needles that’s only accentuated by the smoke coming from the fire burning in the hearth. Tinsel strung against the branches sparkle against the fire light and simple tin ornaments shine brightly despite the dying light.  

Even though the fire is not nearly as bright as it was at the beginning of the night, Petra gestures for Auruo to join her near the tree. She grabs a blanket that had been left on a nearby end table and pulls it across their laps, scooting over so that their thighs are touching. She notices Auruo staring at her and she only shrugs.  

“It’s cold,” she tells Auruo, but he wonders how that can be when his leg burns against hers even though they’re separated by two layers of fabric.  

“You’re cold?” Auruo repeats. He can feel his throat drying up, the fire consuming him from the inside. As the embers glow in the hearth, flames grow deep in his belly. The fire inside of him can only be quenched with distance and ignorance, both of which are impossible for him when it comes to Petra. Close proximity will only make the flames inside of him grow. Auruo is aware of this, yet he finds himself closing what little distance there is between the two of them. His legs entangle themselves around her, and his arms find their way around her waist. She cannot see his face from where she sits now that he has situated himself behind her. He doesn’t have to make up an excuse about why his face is engulfed in flames, but he’s sure she can feel his heart thumping against her back and he’s not sure he can come up with any reasonable explanation without giving himself away entirely. Even now as he speaks to her, his lips quiver as he asks, “Is this better?”  

“It’s better,” she hums. Petra’s hands envelope Auruo’s, her fingers caressing him almost tenderly. Her touch lights a trail of fire across his skin. She speaks in a voice just above a whisper. “We should probably wait until the fire dies out.”  

“Right,” Auruo murmurs. Like Petra, he keeps his voice low even though there isn’t a reason. Everyone else is upstairs in their rooms. It would be impossible for the Captain and their comrades to hear them even if Petra and Auruo were to speak at a normal volume, but it seems wrong to speak louder than the crackling fire in front of them.  

Neither one reaches for the poker to spread out the embers. They choose to let the fire die out on its own. Their gazes linger on the flickering flames in front of them, but their minds are wandering elsewhere.  

When was the last time they were able to be alone together? If they aren’t training or heading out to dangerous expeditions, they are cleaning the castle or tidying the grounds. Whatever private time Petra and Auruo have together, it’s never enough. They’ll take whatever few seconds they can get, sneaking little glances or touches behind the backs of their squad mates or in dark corners of the castle out of their Captain’s watchful gaze, but they never get beyond kisses and hasty hands underneath their half-unbuttoned shirts.  

Tonight seems a little too good to be true. The scene is set perfectly — entangled together and warmed by the flames burning in the hearth — and Auruo would be impatient if he didn’t love watching the way the glow of the fire illuminates Petra’s cheeks. He can see the flush of her cheeks grow even as the fire turns from orange to bright scarlet to a dull red as his hands begin to rub at her sides. Her hands wrap lightly against his wrists, guiding him at first but the expanse of her body is one he’s all too familiar with by now. As his touches grow heavier, fingertips dragging against the fabric of Petra’s uniform almost painstakingly slow, so does Petra’s breathing. Her eyes begin to flutter as his hands traverse from her breasts to her waist to her hips and then back up again.  

Although he can only see the side of her face, Auruo marvels at Petra’s parted lips, how they’re the same flushed pink as her cheeks. He reaches up with the back of one hand to brush against her cheek. It’s hardly a touch, but he can feel her burn against the skin of his knuckles. Knowing that she’s burning up at his slight touch, the way he’s burning up just by being in her presence, fills him with an overwhelming desire to cover her with kisses but he manages to resist and only presses his lips against her collarbone, hard, and he relishes the broken breath that escapes her lips. 

“Are you warm enough yet?” Auruo asks, his lips still against her skin. 

“No,” she whispers, and Auruo is about to wrap his arms around her tighter but Petra twists around until she’s turned around completely. Hiding the flush of his face from her is impossible now, but she’s more focused on unbuttoning his shirt, her fingers fumbling to undo his uniform.  

With one hand against the small of her back, Auruo steadies her against him. His other hand pulls his shirt out of his trousers and hurries to undo the rest of his buttons while his mouth continues to press kisses against whatever inch of Petra’s skin he can reach. He’s vaguely aware of buttons falling against the rug and others clattering against the floor but he doesn’t open his eyes to see where they’ve gone. He’d much rather focus on the weight of Petra in his lap and how her legs are wrapped around his waist.  

Her own hands travel against his abdomen, her finger tips leaving a scorched path wherever they travel. Perhaps it’s because they’ve always been rushed that her touch is clumsy and rushed, but Auruo understands her desperation. He wants to worship every inch of her, wants to show her just how strongly his desire has burned for her for so long. Still, this is different from the hasty make out sessions behind the stables or in darkened hallways, and so Auruo resists from moving too quickly.  

Auruo rubs the fabric of Petra’s collar against his thumb and forefinger and looks at her. He traces the edge of her collar with a finger and watches her shiver as it travels down her clavicle. A similar shiver runs down his own spine. He plays with the top button of her uniform. “Can I?” he asks. He doesn’t finish answering the question before Petra begins nodding.  

“Please,” she practically begs, and Auruo has to bury his face against her shoulder to muffle the moan that comes from his mouth.  

He’s as haphazard with undoing her shirt as he was with his own, fingers shaking in anticipation. It’s difficult to concentrate when Petra is pressing kisses against his cheeks and forehead and when she grinds her hips against his so desperately. He still wears his trousers, but there’s no mistaking his want threatening to burst through the fabric. He’s sure he’s lost a few buttons on Petra’s shirt too and he mumbles an apology of being so messy before stopping to marvel at the sight of her: her ginger hair in disarray, her cheeks flushed with lust, her lips swollen from desperate kisses, her neck blossoming with love marks he had placed on her only seconds ago, the swell of her breasts as she takes each shaking breath, and her lithe waist quivering as she tries to find satisfaction with her hips against his.  

It was never enough before, the stolen kisses and the fumbling hands underneath their clothes as they hid the shadows. Auruo isn’t sure how he had managed before. He wants her so desperately now, and he’s sure Petra has been just as impatient by the way she searches for sweet friction against him.  

He buries his face between her breasts and presses his lips between them over and over and over again. The unexpected kisses make Petra gasp in surprise, but she pulls one hand behind his head and pushes his face towards her so he takes it as permission to continue. He kisses and sucks at the soft skin of her breast, swelling even more as he hears the gasps and moans that escape Petra’s lips even though she tries hard to suppress them. He helps Petra out of her shirt and she frees herself from her brassiere. It’s perhaps the first time she’s bore herself to Auruo like this, but he wastes no time in reveling in her beauty. He won’t allow her a moment of shyness. He cups one breast in his hand, circle her nipple with his thumb until it becomes a hardened nub under his touch. He leans down, taking her other nipple in his mouth and teases it with his tongue.  

Petra writhes under his touch, her desire growing just as dangerously as his. Her hips rock desperately and so he allows her to find relief against his thigh. His other hand teases between her skin and the band of her panties. His fingers caress her hip as he continues to play with her, teasing her slowly with his mouth and planting more love marks against her breasts. It’s only when she grabs his hand and guides him down the front of her pants that Auruo finally grants her the relief that she so desperately seeks. 

“I’ll go slowly,” Auruo whispers to her, and Petra nods back at him with a fevered gaze.  

He teases her entrance, his finger already damp as it circles her lips. She’s still rocking her hips, still seeking friction or something that will ease her desire, and so Auruo presses the tip of his finger into her entrance, pushing himself inside gently and watches her shiver as she feels him inside her. He curls his finger inside her slightly as he strokes her. Gently at first but then picking up the pace when he sees the way her cheeks are flushed with desperation, the way she rocks her hips because she wants more. He plunges in a second finger and presses his thumb against her clit. He’s clumsy in his haste, but she’ll take whatever relief she can get. Her moans become louder, more broken, as he strokes inside of her. His thumb circles her clit with more urgency than before. The more he circles, the more desperate she becomes, the more she leans into his touch. Her back is arched, breasts heaving as her body begs and shivers for more, offering herself to him. 

“Auruo, please,” Petra pleads and her fingers fumble to undo the front of his trousers, but her desperation has made her uncoordinated.  

Sweat glistens against his forehead and Auruo has to wipe it away with the back of his arm. “Are you sure?” he asks, worried that he’s taken it too far too fast. His strokes begin to slow, but Petra’s legs wrap around him even more tightly. 

“I want it to be you,” Petra tells him and the way her voice trembles only further ignites the flames of desire that threaten to consume him. Her fingers still shake as she undoes the button of his trousers and pulls down the zipper. “I’ve always wanted it to be you. So please-”  

Auruo hisses when she pulls out his cock, throbbing with want as she holds him. She strokes him clumsily and he moans brokenly against her shoulder.  

“Can I?” 

“Yes.” 

She cries out when he pulls out his fingers, immediately feeling the loss of him. Not wanting to have her wait any longer, Auruo pulls Petra’s pants down below her knees before finding his place between her legs. The tip of his cock teases against her entrance and she shakes underneath him. He eases himself in gently, pressing kisses against Petra’s cheeks as he slips in inch by inch. He can feel Petra, overwhelmed by the size of him but wanting desperately to have every inch of him inside of her. He whispers praises against the shell of her ear until she’s taken him in his entirety.  

Even as the embers die, his own body fills with heat. The warmth engulfs him and he wonders how the castle has not gone down in flames. Flames of desire turn from a fiery red to a blazing white, fueled by moans of ecstasy that Petra is no longer able to suppress. Auruo’s own elated utterances mingle with hers as their bodies move together as one. When the heat becomes too much, when he feels just as he is about to overflow, Auruo pulls out and lets his love spill against her thighs and Petra shivers and gasps at the loss of him. 

They collapse against each other, sticking against each other skin to skin.  

“We should clean up,” Auruo murmurs. His head rests against Petra’s breast, the thud of her heartbeat like a metronome lulling him asleep. “We should go to sleep.” 

“When the fire goes out,” Petra replies, but he can tell from her voice that her eyes are closing and she too will soon be asleep. Her hand strokes his sandy curls, damp with sweat, and although the fire has long died out, the two of them are warmed by each other. 

[thisismeracing]

I don't dislike Pierre, I really don't, but for some reason I get so happy every time Estie finishes ahead of him... I just can't lie to myself

it's so subconscious, sometimes I wonder why?! And I don't actually dislike or disapprove of any drivers accept MV and Sargent (again cannot pretend like I get good vibes out of them bc I don't), but I actually really enjoy seeing Estie/ Yuki/ Dan/ Zhou/ Valteri/ Albono sometimes even Lance racing, and have a lot of fun watching them race each other a little far back. It just feels like a whole different race is going on. And I don't know about you guys but I kinda consider 7th - 15th like a second version of the of the top 6 and nothing will change that, honestly with the cars they are driving is really like they are in a different category so 🤷‍♀️

Besides all that they have to handle being seen as "not so good" like they aren't driving the shitiest cars and delivering miracles half the time!! I really don't believe that just money alone could hold them on to their seats, they are good drivers!

We can see that, before Sargent got to Williams they under appreciated Alex, once they saw what a actual not so talented driver got out of their car (a.k.a has only got to the finish line like 4 times this year and all those 4 times, didn't get any of them higher than 17th) they realized real quick that Albon is great, and somehow manages point finishes and into Q2 in qualifying, with a car that barely holds itself together!

I love Mercedes and Ferrari! Lewis is still one of my favorite drivers, and the goat!

I see that somehow even though Ferrari it's at their worst, Charles manages to qualify in the top 6 all the damn time, and Carlos and him have been great at handling their frustrations with the team (we know a couple that would throw a tantrum), I admire so much the way Leclerc talks about Ferrari and he has so much love and faith for that team that he's willing to go through all these bad times and still makes clear to everyone that he's not leaving and sticking up for them! (u don't see much of that anymore, especially the other way around, teams sticking up for their drivers!!) *Not even going to talk about DeVries bcs it just gets me enraged

I love how positive George is, aways taking in the lessons and being smart about everything! He has so much talent, intelligence and heart! and won't think twice about being cunty.

Lando is doing amazing despite having to drive for that weak excuse of a team, and I'm really proud and happy to see it happening! He's talented and seems to be a sweetheart.

Oscar has been impressive and I didn't expect it! The way he got into his seat was so dramatic and chaotic, but not his fault at all!

Do I think Fernando should have stayed retired? Yes! Do I still enjoy him being a menace to everyone there? Also yes! I get angry at him every fkn race, but he owns that he's a devil's little spawn! + also one of the only one besides Lewis to stand up to RedBull + delivers entertainment!

Pierre is taking his chances and doing what he can to prove himself and establish his name as a big one for F1! + love him and Kika, so yes I do it for her at this point! + is unhinged on social media

But lately I've been watching the races for the fight for the 11th place 😭 also formula 2 is so much more entertaining (sports wise).

- 🎀

P.S i got carried away but I'd really like to know everyone's thoughts on this one!

love you Millie

and as always fuck gunther stainer and zack brown hope they have a miserable life ahead

Hi, babesss!

I have the same feeling when it comes to Pierre, I think I just like Estie bestie better and that's it yk. I enjoy watching the fight that happens between 7th and 15th place too, it's always nice and you can get a good view of drivers showing their abilities even when the car won't cooperate.

Charles, Carlos, George, and Lewis are a sight to see racing. I always look forward to seeing what they'll pull and how they'll deal with the shitty strategies when it comes to it. I don't remember which race but I remember George going from 20th to 7th (he had an incident with the car) and then the car really broke down and he dnf, but it was such a good race to watch.

I feel the same towards Fernando too, he brings entertainment t.

I think overall I agree with you on everything, hon. Lately it's been all about the fight that happens outside the podium positions because there's not really a fight when it comes to first place................

I've never tried F2, but if I ever find myself with some free time and looking forward to watching something fun I'll check it out and let you know! <3

Luv you, nonny! *forehead kiss*

[tamersmile888]

Slipping in the Rain (Living the Dream Legacy #9)

Who knew selling a garden of park lilies would help Hope build a pretty little home? Hopefully the staples keeping her walls together will hold up.

Ah…It's nice to finally have a view of her beautiful, quiet neighborhood in Newcrest. And to finally have her own computer. She loves the library, but there's nothing like writing from the comfort of her own home without having to wait for someone to finish playing their “last round” of BlicBlock.

It's still good to go out for fresh air once in a while. See what's happening beyond her shiny, new windows.

Normally, she'd never step foot inside a nightclub. But the Blue Velvet was hosting a talent show, so she thought she would go for the experience. She awkwardly sits alone while others gather around the contestants, who at least give it their best shot. She can barely even hear their screeching vocal chords over the blues music blasting from the overhead speakers.

A guy name Gunther joins her table, confessing how nervous he is about reading his autobiography out loud. He's sure he won't win, anyway. Hope gives him some encouragement and shares that she's an author too. Completing a full manuscript already makes him a winner in her book.

Gunther: Are you reading your book too?

Hope: Probably not.

She isn't ready to enter tonight's competition, but Gunther's courage is inspiring.

Hope: If you water the seed, your dreams will flourish too!

Cool. Now all she has to do is go out there and read her children's book in front of adult strangers. Easy.

It's a little more packed than she expected it to be at the Solar Flare talent show, but that's why she's here right? Publicity…Engaging with the community…Not fumbling the words of her own story—Is that a typo?

Hope: Your dreams can flourish too…Thank you.

See! That wasn't so bad. It's a lot less nerve-wrecking when hardly anyone is actually listening. But at least it's good practice for facing her fears.

A woman named Nichole loves her book. She thinks it's inspiring and plans on buying it for her daughter. She shares her own story about being a single mom and trying to open her own catering business. She's really laid back and easy to talk to. Maybe club-hopping isn't in Hope's future, but she's glad she got out of her comfort zone to make some cool new friends.

Would you look at that? The “Book Club” is having a gathering tonight. Wonder what “book” they're discussing.

Hope slips her way over just to, you know, see if she can pick up on anything interesting. Ask a few questions. Just out of curiosity.

Katrina Caliente warns her about being too curious.

Katrina: Once you sign-up for the “Book Club”, there's no signing out.

Message received. Hope decides to cool off on developing her thriller mystery novel for now. She should probably stick with something less likely to put her in the witness protection program.

[insane4fandoms]

Imagine Mark getting jealous cus captain seems to ask Mack to help them with things more often.

Jealously is Not a Pretty Emotion

- Poor man has his thoughts taking over his head, wondering if he has done anything wrong for the Captain to no longer ask him for any favors.

- In reality, Captain is just trying to have Mack not take over the Invincible II, by stroking his ego enough to feel competent that he doesn’t have the desire to have more power (also because Mack like being praised by the Captain, but let’s ignore that)

- So while this is happening, Mark is frantically trying to get Captain’s attention, watching their every move in case they have trouble or want something, so he could swoop in and show how helpful he could be.

- Celci is concerned for Mark considering he’s been basically stalking Mack and Captain for a while now and they were unaware of it, while Gunther thought it was funny. Burt just doesn’t it to escalate badly.

- You know those teenage movie moments when the emotional teen girl is crying her eyes out while hugging her pillow after ripping posters from her wall? Yeah, that’s Mark,

- Mack notices this, and was all smug about it, teasing that he had more attention from Captain than Mark, which made the poor guy upset and angry.

- They began to argue loudly and almost physically, before Celci tattled on them and Captain prevented a potential fight.

- Captain just wants them to calm down, so they did the most logical thing: Ground them since they wanted to act like children. Of course they whined and complained, but they were sent to their cryopods.

- Mack and Mark glared at each other and stomped into different directions. Captain turns to Celci, who was giggling at the punishment, and asked her why they were fighting in the first place.

- After figuring out it was Mark who started it, they went to his cryopod and knocked on the glass. It opened and Mark was sniffing and wiped his tears away.

- “Mark, you want to talk about some things?” With a big breath, Mark started to say how much Captain was asking for help to Mack, and it was starting to make Mark jealous, and thought he wasn’t good enough to help anymore.

- Captain reassures him that he’s not getting ignored on purpose, and tells him their whole plan to prevent Mack from going power hungry again (it was getting to the 100th time)

- “You’ll always be my go-to guy, Mark. You’re my head engineer after all,” That made Mark cry again, hugging Captain so tightly, so they decided to stay for a while.

- Things then went back to the way it was, but Mark is more mindful when Captain asks Mack for something. Still a little jealous whenever Mack sticks his tongue out at Mark.

- But other than that, he’ll know that Captain will always be by his side.

Mark whenever Captain pays attention to literally anyone:

[umbrellafics]

Humans?!

Summary: Alien!Reader meets Gunther

a/n: Ethan is Gunther’s assistant bc I said so

You were working in your house. A storm recently came through and destroyed part of your home. You were pretty far away from the nearest city so you were on your own when it came to fixing it. While you were measuring how long your walls were you heard a loud whooshing sound. You looked up and saw a large flying object in the distance. You didn’t recognize it as any of the aircrafts you’ve seen before so you went to ask your friend Wug about it.

Wug was decorating cookies when you went to them about it. They didn’t seem too concerned but went to check after they saw how nervous you were. You decided to watch from a window as you saw Wug look towards the sky. The ship landed a few miles away from your house. You saw Wug walk toward the ship and some creatures walk out of the ship. It was too far away to make out anything so you decided to leave your house and get closer to the action.

As you got closer to the ship you saw Wug talking to the creates in a language you didn’t understand. How does Wug know this language already? One of the creatures with no hair and a small stick in their mouth noticed you approaching and pulled a gun out on you. The creature yelled something before Wug stood in between the two of you and talked to the creature. The creature lowered their weapon and allowed Wug an opportunity to give you a translator.

With a translator intact you can now understand the creatures. You greeted them, nervousness evident in your voice. You bowed, a species neutral greeting according to the USA, and patted the bald creature's head. The bald creature laughed and introduced themself as Gunther, a weapons expert. Gunther introduced you to his research team, a couple of scientists, and his assistant Ethan. You patted their heads (a common greeting in your area) and apologized for scaring Gunther. He laughed and assured you that nothing could possibly scare him.

Once Wug and you felt safe enough you invited the humans into your home. You gifted them some plants and food so they can research it. In return, Gunther and Ethan helped you to finish your house repair.

While working Ethan asked you several questions about your species’ customs and lifestyles. You gladly answered and asked a couple of your own. Afterward, Gunther and his team prepared to leave. Before they went back to their ship Ethan promised to come back soon with more of his people.

You bid them goodbye and watched them leave in their ship and disappear into the night sky. You readied yourself for bed and wondered when Gunther and his team would return. You’re excited to meet more humans and learn more about this new species.

a/n: Thanks for reading if you have a request feel free to send one through my inbox

[offbrandhange]

hi! are you accepting requests? if so can i request a fic where levi and the reader are secretly seeing each other and their little interactions spark up the interest of hange, so hange tells the rest of the levi squad and they all try to find out whether theyre dating or not? thank you!!

Yes, I am!!! Tysm for this idea I had so much fun writing it!!!

𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: ~1.4K

a/n -- I really hope this isn’t bad HHHHHHH

The mess hall was rowdy as always for a Friday night; all different regiments and ranks joined together—just to drunkenly blow off steam.

At the higher-ups’ table, a loud thud was heard; Hange had slammed down their beer-filled mug, laughing as they slightly splashed it on the man in front of them.

“Sorry,” They hummed cheerfully, despite knowing it was likely they would get berated for getting beer on him; He scolded them every chance he got.

Hange smiled stupidly while waiting for harsh words, but there were none. The man said nothing, his eyes completely elsewhere. He had no idea there was an ale stain on his white cravat.

“Levi?” Hange blurted in confusion, hiccuping while they did so. 

It was beyond uncommon for Levi to be spaced out and uncaring about a mess. He hated anything he deemed unclean—and he was picky about it, too. 

Hange was knowingly alarmed by their colleague’s strange behavior, and so, they curiously turned their head to see what he was staring at. 

His eyes were locked on a cadet belonging to the Scout regiment—one that Hange scarcely recognized as someone often around the Titan shifter, Eren Jaeger.

“That’s odd,” Hange murmured to themself, lifting the beer to their mouth to sip.“Wonder if this’ll work.” 

Mischievously, Hange ran their hand on the underside of the wooden table, getting a good heap of dust and dirt to stick to their palm. Afterward, Hange lifted themselves from their seat, leaned over the table, and softly flattened their hand on the top of Levi’s head; he didn’t move an inch. 

A booming “Woah,” escaped their lips, and in the typical Hange way, it caught everyone at the table’s attention—everyone except for Levi.

“Hange,” their co-worker called, a member of Levi’s squad; it was Petra. “What’s wrong?”

“He didn’t even flinch—I touched him with dusty hands!” Hange exclaimed, making dramatic gestures in disbelief. 

Petra raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Levi, who was now not only wearing a stained cravat; but also dust particles covering his usually impeccably shiny raven hair. 

Hange let out another scream in amazement; once again catching everyone’s attention—but not just those at the table. This time, the cadet noticed as well.

You began your strides over towards Levi—leaving behind your other members of the scouts. The closer you came towards him, the more his face began to change from pale to pink.

Hange watched in disbelief as you smiled at the short man, who now met your eyes with a softened gaze. 

You reached to his cravat; pinching the corner lightly to look at the stain Hange’s beer left. “Oh,” you scrunched your eyebrow. You weren’t sure why he hadn’t been freaking out over the stain.  “Do you want me to wash this for you? It’s dirty.” You asked,  pulling your hand back.

Levi’s gaze diverted from yours as his face changed from blushing pink to cherry red, practically ripping off his cravat to hand to you. “Sure.” He quickly replied.

Both Petra and Hange stared in shock. The usually strict, grumpy, short-tempered Levi was completely gone. Instead, he was now a wide-eyed, innocent virgin—who seemed to have not known what a woman was.

As you walked out of the mess hall with Levi’s cravat—to presumably wash—his focus was finally back to normal.

“What?” He growled, meeting Hange and Petra’s bewildered eyes with his violent ones.

They paused for a moment, saying nothing, until Hange deftly answered, “You got dust on your head.” 

Levi’s eyes widened, and he immediately started swatting at his head, disgusted by all the particles surrounding him.

“I need a shower.” He stated, rising from his seat, speed walking awkwardly out of the mess hall. It was clear he was very close to freaking out--grime was one of the only tame things in life that scared him.

After he left, Petra and Hange both silently sat, trying to comprehend what just happened. 

“Is Captain....dating?” Petra questioned, turning to look at Hange.

“Levi? Dating? No way.” Hange answered, not completely convinced of their own conviction.

There was another long silence between Petra and Hange—and then Hange opened their mouth to speak.

“We’re definitely investigating, right?” 

“What? Isn’t that an invasion of his privacy? I don’t think he would like it—“ Petra pleaded, but it was to no avail—Hange had already risen from their seat.

“Get the rest of Levi squad, then meet me outside of his office.” 

Petra sighed as she watched Hange leave the room; She was not too keen on snooping in on Levi’s personal life—mostly because she valued his opinion of her—and did not want to lose his trust. 

Hange, however, was giggling to themselves, bouncing as they walked to Levi’s office. 

The walk didn’t take long, since his room was relatively close to the mess hall; but picking the lock certainly would. Once they arrived at Levi’s door, Hange pulled a hairpin from the bird’s nest that rested atop their head—poking and prodding at the lock best as they could. 

When the lock had broken, Hange turned to see that Petra and the rest of the Levi squad were standing beside them.

“Good, you’re here.”

“Is Captain Levi really dating? He doesn’t seem like the type to get involved with others.” Eld questioned.

Oluo scoffed before he replied. “Of course not—he’s way too busy.” 

Petra rolled her eyes. “Like you’d know.”

“Of course I would—are you implying I don’t know what it’s like to be busy? My kill count—“ Oluo stopped, accidentally biting his tongue.

Gunther just sighed and made his way into the room; the rest following along. 

Hange and the Levi squad searched for what seemed like forever; they looked for anything they could find—a love letter, gifts, anything out of the ordinary that their Captain would not normally have—but they found nothing.

Eventually, Gunther sighed and slammed the desk drawer shut. “This is pointless.”

“And an invasion of privacy,” Petra added, sounding slightly annoyed.

Hange was starting to tire themselves—pushing up their glasses and rubbing their eyes, they spoke. “Fine, let’s call it a night; we can try and pair them up tomorrow during training and see then.” 

Everyone left the room, dragging their feet. Their mission failed, and everyone was beyond tired; They certainly weren’t going to stay up any later than they already had.

Goodbyes were exchanged, and they headed their separate ways; Hange specifically towards their dorm. 

And that’s when they turned the corner—and saw Levi talking with you in the deserted hall.

Hange hid, pushing their glasses back down to see clearer. Excited, they screamed internally.

Levi stood with the straightest posture possible; you could tell he was nervous. His hair was pushed back out of his face, still wet from his shower, with a towel draped around his neck. 

You handed him his cravat, teasing him for getting it dirty. It was exactly what you expected to see from two lovers.

Once you leaned in to kiss Levi on the cheek, Hange jumped out from the corner, revealing themselves.

“HOLY SHIT! YOU ARE DATING!” Hange screamed, standing strangely, pointing at you and Levi.

The short man went flying as he threw himself away from you—he was now flat against the wall, with an expression that mimicked a frightened cat.

Slightly spooked yourself, you turned to look at Hange. “Oh. Squad Leader Hange.” 

 “ARE YOU DATING?” Hange screamed down the hall—you could hear an angry cadet in their room yell back, “shut up.”

Levi peeled himself off the wall, walking down towards Hange angrily—you followed.

“What is this.” He sneered, glaring at his colleague.

“ARE. YOU. DATING.” Hange repeated, putting a lengthy amount of space between their words.

Levi turned bright pink again—and said nothing. Annoyed, you sighed and spoke for him. “Yes, we are.”

“HOLY SHIT!” Hange yelled, dragging out the o.

“Keep your mouth shut, four eyes.” Levi spat, returning to his typical grumpy demeanor.

You pat him on the shoulder, resting your hand there to represent a small, “be nice.” His face grew even more in color; instantly melting at your touch.

“Don’t go around telling people,” you said, trying to clarify what he meant. “I don’t want others to think I’m getting special privileges.”

Hange sucked in a long breath, trying to calm themselves. “Sure, sure, yep, yep, yep. I got you.” They smiled politely, beginning to walk off.

You and Levi watched as they turned to corner—and all of a sudden you heard them scream.

“PETRA!” 

Levi charged after Hange—and you muttered to yourself, “oh my god” before following along.

It was going to be a long night.

[alexplayssimsnstuff]

Bella Goth Disappearance FINALLY Solved!

Back in the day, I had originally subscribed to the theory that Bella was abducted by aliens that were set on her by the Caliente’s who then murdered her when she returned, and so I went in the game to do a walkthrough as to how I came to that theory. That’s when I found that I WAS WAYYYY OFF, there is a whole ass rabbit-hole here, and like a total Alice, I fell in it.

And, after 16 years of wondering and imagining different scenarios, I finally found out the truth. Turns out, we were ALL wrong, and the truth has been staring at us in the face the whole time.

Just as a warning, this is VERY dark and bleak and depressing. Bella wasn’t dealt a good hand, guys. What happened to her was all sorts of MESSED up.

Just for clarity, I do base this off of events that happen in the official sims storyline, because while the game is ultimately up to us to live life as we like, go ahead and do whatever with your game, there IS a story being told here, but in a way that doesn’t conflict with our own free will. It’s ingenious, really. This goes with the main Sims games released for PC and Mac. However, the console versions do provide a lot of insight to further details and situations. Specifically the Sims 2 for PSP, and the Sims 3 for the Nintendo DS.

 So, first off, it has been verified what happened to her: In 2014, Twitter held an AMA for the SimGurus just before the release of the Sims 4. Someone asked the following question, and SimGuru Sarah responded.

It was later confirmed that Bella Goth of Lunar Lakes IS the Bella Goth of Pleasantview. She does look like the rest of the ghosts there with pale skin and yellow hair and eyes, and with that in mind, you can see for yourself…

That’s her, alright.

Okay, if she died on Lunar Lakes, there are still questions that need answers:

1.       Did she ever go home?

2.       Does her family know what happened to her?

3.       How did she die on Lunar Lakes?

Well, she died of old age, that can be found out easily enough, but I found the answers to the other two: Kinda and no.

 So, just to recap, I’m gonna review Bella’s life as we know it canonically.

Bella was born to Simis and Jocasta Bachelor of Sunset Valley. She grew up the road from her childhood best friend, and later, husband, Mortimer Goth, with her older brother Michael. She always had a sense of the macabre and dark and was known as “the best dressed girl in town.” Even then she wore a red dress. A more child appropriate red dress, but a red dress. She just came from an average suburban family who had a fascination for the not average. She’s still a child, and not a Goth yet. She still goes by the surname Bachelor.

Twenty-five years later, she shows up in the Sims 1 with her childhood best friend and now husband, Mortimer Goth, and they have moved into their own home, and have a daughter, Cassandra. Her in-laws moved out of their home in Sunset Valley and moved into what would later become the Goth House of the Sims 2 in the beginnings of what would be known as Pleasantview. Unless you got her a job, she was a housewife, and she was known to be athletic, elegant, and friendly towards her neighbors. I remember her often being the first to come and say hello to any new Sims I’d move into the neighborhood. Her brother, Michael, is also in town, however, there is no acknowledgement of them being siblings. A family tree system didn’t really exist in the Sims 1, and I’m sure they didn’t even think to make them siblings back then, but the fact remains that they have no relationship at this point in time. The only reason why it’s known that Cornelia and Gunther Goth are Mortimer’s parents is because it straight up says so in the bio. That and their names are the same, but anyway.

So far, things are simple.

That’s because in the 25 years between the Sims 1 and 2, a series of events occurs that really makes things interesting.

Michael joins the science career track. One can assume the reason why he settled into domestic living years after Bella had done so was because he was at grad school. Because he was graduated from grad school, he gets a jumpstart in the career and climbs the latter a lot faster than Mortimer does.

1.       Scientist Sims contribute an invention into the Sims world. Michael’s invention was cloning technology. He cloned himself, and a test subject: Skip Broke.

         a.       Even though he died before it happened, arrangements were made so Brandi could be the next test subject and the first female subject, and when you start Pleasantview for the first time, she is pregnant with her own clone. The baby is always born a boy.

       b.       Michael’s clones have a 100% rate of being male, genetic identicals to those they were cloned from (Brandi’s just being a boy rather than a girl) and so far, a 100% rate of dying at the same time as the original. They are genetically identical, but wear different clothes.

2.       Michael and Bella don’t really have a relationship in their adult lives because Michael leaves Pleasantview early on while Cassandra is still a child and moves to the city.

3.       Mortimer follows after Michael, and invents the age reversal serum. Bella is the first test subject, and, the day of her abduction, she takes the serum until she reverts back to being a brand-new adult. Probably to allow herself to fit in her red dress as strikingly as she does, I don’t think an elderly woman could pull that off.

4.       Cassandra enters private school.

5.       Around this time, Gunther Goth dies. Bella, Mortimer, and Cassandra move out of their home and in with Cornelia to be with her in her last stages of life.

6.       Michael marries Dina Caliente. It is speculated that, because of the age gap, they only marry for Michael’s money. But it is worth noting that Michael was Dina’s first serious relationship and she didn’t begin to cheat on Michael with Don until years later just before Michael died.

7.       Alexander is born.

8.       Shortly after Alexander’s birth, Cornelia dies at the same time Michael does.

9.       Dina inherits Michael’s estate and moves in with Nina. They then move to Pleasantview.

10.   Don follows them and moves the next day.

11.   Bella goes to introduce herself to her new neighbor, Don. They get along, and Don gets the wrong idea and puts the move on Bella. Bella rejects him. He then runs off to go be with Kaylynn and is not there when Bella is abducted by aliens.

12.   Bella is never seen again, but shortly after her abduction, a UFO crashlands in Strangetown, and reports that Bella is in Strangetown start rolling in. But, spoiler alert, that’s not the real Bella.

Then, after Bella’s abduction and before you start Pleasantview for the first time, the following happens:

1.       Mortimer and Dina hit it off rather fast, and marriage is definitely in the picture when the game first starts.

2.       Cassandra, Mortimer, and Alexander all age up on the same day 2 days after Bella disappears.

3.       Cassandra goes to Don’s house to find out what he knows about what happened to Bella (jack squat since he wasn’t there) and that’s where they meet for the first time. Don tries to seduce her, probably not knowing who she is, and Cassandra, as much as you gotta love the girl, is naïve as all hell and thinks she won the jackpot and falls for Don quickly.

4.       Alexander goes to private school

5.       Mortimer retires

6.       Cassandra gets engaged the VERY day the game starts.

That is an important thing to note because people like to speculate that Don had something to do with Bella’s disappearance because he made the moves on her mother and they were engaged and he didn’t want to jeopardize that by Bella opening her yap. This is NOT the case because Cassandra was still a teenager when Bella vanished. Don may be a hoe, but he isn’t a pedo. Chris Hansen doesn’t need to be called for this one.

Another important thing to point out is that it’s not known if Dina and Nina knew Bella. At least, not well, since it can’t be established if Michael and Bella had a relationship at all. Despite the fact that they were friends when they were younger, Mortimer has no memories of Michael, and neither do Cassandra or Alexander. They never met their uncle.

ALSO, yes Dina and Nina do have alien ancestry. Their father was a result of an alien abduction pregnancy. But he was born human, so they’re not part alien. Which means they didn’t order ANY aliens to go and kidnap anybody. Why would they? They don’t know her. Not even normal alien sims do that, y’all are just racist.

It’s also worth noting that Mortimer is COMPLETELY fine with Bella being gone. He’s not heartbroken and he isn’t desperately trying to find her like the game tries to suggest. He’s strangely cool about it.

Why is Mortimer fine with Bella being gone?

Because they are no longer married and haven’t been since around the time Alexander was born.

And THAT, guys, gals, and nonbinary pals, is the BIGGEST part that y’all need to just remember. If you can only take one thing away from this part, take away the fact that they’re divorced. It’s S U P E R important.

 Now, it is possible to bring Bella back with the Tombstone of Life and Death. She’ll only stick around for a short while because she has a death token that activates when you save the lot, go into Pleasantview, and reload the Goth House. She’ll disappear. Interesting to note that if she’s in the middle of doing something, like talking with a sim or cooking food, she doesn’t disappear completely until she’s done. She does turn see-through and it kinda glitches out…it’s really creepy. Give it a try, you’ll see what I mean. But when she’s done, she’ll disappear, and you’ll get a notification saying she died somewhere else and her spirit has returned to where she was buried.

However, if she dies this way, you cannot resurrect her with the resurrect-o-nomitron. It doesn’t matter who tries it, where they are, or anything. Grim acts like he doesn’t know anything about Bella being dead and even if the Sim COULD resurrect a sim, Bella is not listed.

Since we know Bella is buried in Lunar Lakes, this means she died sometime between the week of her abduction and Cassandra’s wedding where the game starts.

However, while you have Bella in your household, you’ll find she’s brought back with no personality points. She has no memories besides what happened to her children after the first load of Pleasantview. So let’s say that between loading the game and bringing back Bella with the Tombstone, Cassandra gives birth to twin boys. Bella will come back with memories that Cassandra had twins, and she will even know who her grandchildren are. (I use this example because in my most recent Pleasantview playthrough, Cassandra had twin boys named Hendrick and Caspian with Don Lothario.)

Bella will have NO relationship at all whatsoever with Mortimer. You can see before you bring her back on the Goth family tree that they are not married at that point, and Mortimer and Bella start their relationship over as acquaintances. If you let them progress their relationship naturally with no cheats, they actually fight a lot and do not get along at all.

Now, any townie and NPC created before Nightlife will have their turn-on and turn-offs randomized. But it seems to constantly make it so that Bella is never attracted to Mortimer and Mortimer is RARELY attracted to Bella. This is a consistent thing. Interesting to take into consideration.

It’s clear to me, at least, that there were some problems boiling up for some time before Bella vanished.

--they get divorced at around the same time Alexander is born

--they do not get along at all

--Mortimer is completely fine after Bella’s disappearance and isn’t the frantic husband he’s marketed to be at this point in time.

--Mortimer gets into a relationship with Dina Caliente extremely soon after Bella vanishes.

--If Bella does come back and Mortimer is still alive, they naturally do not get along at all.

Which is weird, right? They were always shown to be this desperately in love couple who couldn’t live without eachother. I remember them having a good relationship in the Sims 1.

Also worth noting, Bella is a romance aspiration sim. In the Sims 2, they tend to hoe around a lot. There are a few other adult sims in Pleasantview who are also romance aspiration sims.

1.       Don Lothario (the epitome of the romance aspiration)

2.       Nina Caliente

3.       Daniel Pleasant

4.       Skip Broke was also a romance aspiration sim when he was alive.

What is interesting is that while for the most part, romance aspiration sims like to hoe around, there is one exception to this rule so far: Nina Caliente. Nina Caliente’s only romantically involved with Don Lothario. Unless you have another sim start putting the moves on her, then it’s a whole other story. If it were a thing back then, Nina would have been a soulmate romance aspiration while the others would have been serial romantic aspirations.

Bella COULD have been the same way, but that wouldn’t make any sense with the myriad of problems with her relationship with Mortimer.

So, in conclusion, Bella had an affair. Mortimer found out about it, which caused them to, at the least, separate for a while. Then, Bella became pregnant with Alexander, which would have brought up an important question—who is Alexander’s father? Once Alexander was born, and as he got a little older, it becomes clear that he resembles Cornelia, therefore verifying that Mortimer is indeed his father. This would have caused them to try their relationship again, and Bella would have turned down Don in good faith to Mortimer.

Who did Bella have an affair with?

Don wasn’t in town yet, and they hadn’t met. Neither did she meet the Caliente’s yet. Which leaves two possible contenders for Bella’s secret lover: Daniel Pleasant and Skip Broke.

On one hand, Daniel was Bella’s neighbor. She knew the Pleasants, and was friends with Mary-Sue. Daniel had an affair with Kaylynn going on, so he definitely could have some action on the side with Bella, too. My only reservation on that would be that I couldn’t imagine her doing that to her best friend. But then again, she did have an affair on her husband, so who’s to say what her morals are.

Then, there’s Skip Broke. This one makes the most sense to me, personally. While she wasn’t close with Michael, that doesn’t mean she completely avoided him altogether. She would have heard about Michael’s cloning experiments and could have met Skip that way, or she came to say hello and that was how they met. There is a theory going around that Brandi found out Skip was cheating on her, and that’s why she killed him and took his insurance money.

Maybe I’ll do another thing on that because the Skip Broke incident happens to be another rabbit hole altogether.

 So, we know that Bella had an affair with Mortimer and things weren’t going so well between them at the time of her disappearance. We know that the Calientes and Don are completely innocent, at least as far as her disappearance goes. (And Nina is innocent altogether, she just loves Don and is completely oblivious to the fact that he’s doing her sister and two other women. She is ALSO a victim here, you guys. Give some love to Nina Caliente, she needs it.)

She dies sometime in the week between her abduction and the first time the Goth household is booted up from old age on Lunar Lakes despite the fact that she was a brand new adult again thanks to Mortimer’s reverse age serum.

Then a UFO crashlands in Strangetown and shortly thereafter reports of Bella Goth being in Strangetown start swarming around.

And yes, this Bella is a clone—there are subtle facial similarities, she is not in the family tree at all for the Goth house, but other than that, she’s structured exactly like the Real Bella goes as far as her outfit, her personality, and her aspiration.

(The Wiki says it’s her despite the fact that it’s been verified she’s not, and it also has MANY discrepencies, saying she’s related to the Curious Family and they appear on her family tree, which is incorrect because Strangetown Bella’s family tree is COMPLETELY EMPTY.)

So, clearly, when Bella was abducted, something went wrong. But what?

Well, why would the aliens even abduct her in the first place?

They tend to go after sims who are wealthy, high-skilled, good-looking, popular, anything like that. Bella was ALL of those things. She was the epitome of the perfect sim to the aliens. They practically worshipped her and their queen took her name and appearance. (This is referenced several times, specifically in the Sims 3.)

So, if something were to go wrong, why would the aliens worship her unless she had been being watched for some time before her abduction?

And what went wrong that caused her to lose her memories, her skills, her personality, her youth, everything?

Aliens also do not abduct children, the elderly, and pregnant sims because their experimentation could go drastically wrong.

She wasn’t a child, and reversed her age so she wouldn’t be an elder for quite some time—

So the only thing that’s left is that she was pregnant when she was abducted and that was why things went wrong.

She wouldn’t have known this, and neither would the aliens—it’s possible that the baby was conceived that day, which helped Bella in the case where Don was hitting on her—she wouldn’t go cheating on Mortimer if she were trying to rekindle their relationship and they had made it to woo-hoo that day.

Also worth noting is that there IS another Goth on Lunar Lakes who happens to look exactly like Bella.

Anyone recognize her?

This is Mathilde Goth.

She is the long-lost third child of Mortimer and Bella Goth.

No, they don’t appear on eachother’s family tree, but they wouldn’t if Bella died shortly after giving birth to her and Mathilde was put in the orphanage.

Mathilde looks almost identical to Bella with the exception of her blue eyes. She also has a preference for blue where Bella preferred red.

Mathilde has no idea where her mother came from and the fact that she has a family on Earth who is just as oblivious to her existence as she is to theirs.

 What happens to Cassandra and Alexander after they find out about Bella’s death?

Remember how I said scientist sims end up inventing something?

Cassandra’s invention is time travel. She makes a time machine and the first use is to send Don to the future after her, Dina, Nina, and Kaylynn find out that he was playing all of them. She then goes on to live her life. We don’t know how that looks yet, but she never finds out what happened to her mother and that she has a younger sister.

Alexander is greatly affected by his mother’s death. He has no memories of her being abducted by aliens. Normally toddlers remember things like that so it’s odd that he doesn’t when the rest of his family does. What he does remember is her disappearing, Mortimer being okay with it and getting together with Dina really fast after she vanished, and then finding out that his mother was dead.

Alexander is a child prodigee. He’s a smart kid. So, he would go with any other conclusion someone would go with that limited information: he believed Mortimer killed her.

Well, Cassandra still has her time machine after she uses it to get rid of Don. And as we all know, Alexander’s name shows up in the Sims 3 a few times despite the fact that he doesn’t exist yet. And, according to the Goth family tree, it’s not a family name of an ancestor of his, he is the only Alexander Goth.

Once again, we’re going to reference a console game. This time is the Sims 3 for the Nintendo DS. Alexander actually makes an appearance, and this time, he’s not alone: he’s married to a woman named Cecelia. The family bio says that their gloominess is BECAUSE of Mortimer. Alexander dyed his hair orange. Probably he was trying to bleach it and didn’t know what toner was.  He doesn’t have that great of a relationship with Cecelia, as a matter of fact, she has a better relationship with Don Alto than she does her own husband.

Back in the realm of the PC games, Alexander wrote two books when he went back in time to the continuity of the Sims 3:

Baron Graff Van Gold, which comes with Supernatural,

And then there’s the one that appears in the base game.

Murder in Pleasantview.

To string it altogether, Alexander remembers her being gone, then learning she died. He suspects Mortimer was the one to do it but he never actually talks to his father about it. He doesn’t know anything about the abduction, if anything thinking it a ridiculous rumor. He grows up, gets married, and decides at some point in time to go back in time to try and prevent his mother’s death. So he and his wife go into the time machine and try to go back to when it happened, but instead get sent back wayyyy too far to when his parents are still children. What happens to the time machine? It breaks. He’s stuck in a period of time where Time travel wasn’t a thing and no one really knows how to help him and he sure as hell doesn’t know himself. Effectively, he’s stuck there.

So, he writes A Murder in Pleasantview to tell the story of what he thinks happens to his mother. He doesn’t know it’s really all for nothing, but at the same time, it is because of what ends up happening as a result. A result he probably didn’t even know would happen.

See, A Murder in Pleasantview is a best-seller. It blows up the world of 50 years before his time. Every bookshelf has a copy of this book, standard-load. Sims would have read this, and would be influenced accordingly. They would have made better decisions, not wanting this tragic thing to happen to them.

And yes, it does literally take the world by storm. Better decisions in the past truly make for a better future.

This is where the Sims 4 comes in. It is a different continuity, but it is different because they are aware of what Alexander believes to have happened to Bella. This would be why their personalities are so completely different, why the age gap between Cassandra and Alexander aren’t so extreme, why the Goths are so much more reclusive.

Alexander did something that inadvertently changed the future, eliminating himself and his circumstances entirely. He vanished suddenly, probably in a series of events identical to Back to the Future, where he is then allowed to live his life as a child with his mother in the picture, having no idea what he believed happened to her, nor knowing the truth. He erases his little sister altogether, but he can’t be blamed for that since he didn’t know she even existed.

What happened to his wife? Did she get erased like Alexander did?

No, actually she died. She tried repairing the time machine, failed, and was electrocuted to death as a result. She died young and is buried in the Goth mansion’s graveyard, confusing future generations because no one knows where she comes from because she has the surname Goth but they can’t find her on their family tree.

Lolita Goth was the wife of Alexander Goth.

Yes, it says she’s single, which means one of two things happened:

Either she tried repairing the time machine one last time after Alexander vanished and died,

OR

Like Alexander’s marriage to Cecelia, they didn’t have the best relationship and they ended up getting a divorce, then, possibly with Alexander still around, did the same and died.

She clearly wanted to go back home to her time and wasn’t happy with Alexander for being stuck there.

And it makes sense that she would have been electrocuted with the time machine because there are no other objects in the Goth Mansion that would result in her electrocution.

Which would ALSO explain why the Goths of the Sims 3 can’t figure out who she is. You can’t list a descendent and their wife on your family tree if they don’t exist yet, can you?

 Tragedy is just par for the course in the Goth Family, it matches their dark and dreary macabre air. But Bella’s story is just really extra sad. Imagine trying to repair your failed marriage, going to meet a new neighbor only for him to put the moves on you without invitation, then get abducted by aliens where their experiments go wrong, causing you to lose your memories, your personality, your youth, and then you find out that it went wrong because you’re pregnant, which you didn’t know about that either, and your kidnappers take a tissue sample from you, and then drop you on a strange planet far from home where you have no way to communicate to them that you’re there, but you don’t remember anyone but your children anyway, leaving you to have a baby you didn’t even know existed when you were abducted and live just long enough to name her?

The truth has been staring at us in the face since 2014, but we all missed it. Me included for the longest time. It’s been 16 years since Bella went missing, and we all had theories and ideas, but THIS is the truth, and it’s really. Messed up. Yeah, I found out what happened to Bella, but do I like it? No, not at all. Bella deserved better, and so do her children. Mathilde especially. She grew up in an orphanage never knowing she had a family who would have loved her so very much, only to become a mailcarrier on her home planet. Not that there’s anything wrong with being a mailcarrier, don’t get me wrong.

Dina Caliente is innocent, but seriously? Bye.

Nina Caliente is innocent, and really deserves better.

Don Lothario is innocent, but yet he sucks.

Mortimer Goth used to be my favorite out of the Goth family, yes, even over Bella. But after learning everything about him I have mixed feelings about the guy. I don’t blame him for not trusting Bella, and I don’t blame him for wanting to move on, but jeez, at least show a little genuine emotion, Morty, she was your childhood best friend, and, if nothing else, the mother of your children.

There was no plot to get rid of her and swipe the Goth fortune.

It was just poor timing on the alien’s end, and bad luck altogether.

So, yeah.

That’s what happened to Bella Goth.

[a-few-of-my-favorite-mangas]

Honzuki no Gekokujou / Ascendance of a Bookworm

Official Fan Book Volume 01 Illustrations - Part 2 / 3

- - a few more interesting answers - -

Q: I believe Myne started paying the gray priests and shrine maidens after becoming a blue shrine maiden, but what exactly are they doing with that money? It doesn’t seem like they’re spending it. Does Fran actually have a huge stash of savings or something? 

A: When they pass through the lower city on their way to the forest, they sometimes take this opportunity to buy food and other things. This all started when Lutz told them it was important that they visibly spend money in the lower city. Gil spent a surprisingly large chunk on clothes to wear when visiting the Gilberta Company, Fran does indeed have a huge stash of savings, and Wilma is using some of hers on art supplies.

Me: Ah, I did wonder if she was still paying them. That is great!

Q: I know the name “Shikza” is a pun based on “zako kishi” in Japanese—meaning “small-fry knight”—but is there an interesting story behind the name “Damuel” as well? Also, did you intend for him to disappear after his first appearance like Shikza did?

A: The truth is, I actually intended for his name to be Samuel, but I accidentally hit the D key instead of the S key. I ultimately decided to just roll with it, since it’s a cute mistake you wouldn’t have really noticed without me pointing it out. I always planned for Damuel to stick with Myne as the only one of her guard knights to know her commoner origins, so no, I didn’t intend for him to die with Shikza or anything. Though he definitely is the most pitiable character in Bookworm, especially considering that his name was misspelled from day one! Hahaha.

Me: I love this, poor Damuel - I want him to have all the things...

Q: What was your inspiration for Urano Motosu’s name? Also, I see “Gunther” and “Effa” come up in lists of German names, but not “Myne.” What was that based on?

A: “Urano Motosu” is a Japanese pun that means “all books should belong to me.” For the English localization, I chose the name “Myne” from a list of possible romanizations the translator sent me. It comes from the English “mine,” meaning “belonging to me,” and the German “main,” as in “main character.”

Me: I love learning about how she came up with her names.

[chili-aux]

nocturnal silence

Summary:

Levi knew that only his silence and his company are enough to soothe Hange - and he did just that.

After all, he just needs to be there, just needs to be there for them, for his Hange.

Crossposting: AO3

It was a quiet night.

Levi trudged silently in the hallway of the Survey Corps’ headquarters, footsteps stealthy on the wooden ground. His expression is blank, emotionless with eyes darted forward. He followed the dim lighting delivered by the moon that seemed to trail behind him like a dancing luminescent shadow.

However, as he turned, the moonlight disappeared, replaced immediately by the flickering graceful movement of fire sitting on the hallway torches. But his steps, despite the unnerving pain on his injured leg, were determined to reach the end of this journey.

And after minutes ticked by, he did reach it. He stood in front of the door he knew so well. Each carved on its wood, each scratch on the knob, every moment he opened this door, he memorized and remembered it all.

But his hand did not dare to hold and turn it open like he used to. Instead, he plopped down on the floor, elbows propped on his knees, with his back relaxed safely on the door. His solemn eyes stared at the ceiling for minutes, words gradually gathering at the tip of his tongue.

And as he sighed and closed his eyes to feel the darkness, he started. “You’re there, right?” His chest clenched, almost in pain. “Hange.”

It was a quiet night.

And indeed it was as he did not receive any response, but he waited, and continuously waited. He is certain they were inside. He can feel them, palpably so. He almost wants to get up, but he prevents that urge to enter the room and pull them into his arms, to feel their warmth and whisper words that he wants to plant in their somber mind.

But that can wait, he thought. He just needs to be there, just needs to be there for them, for his Hange.

However, he cannot lie to himself forever when he almost smiled upon hearing a shuffle inside. It was brief, surely, he would miss it if he wasn’t paying keen attention. Then he heard a thump just behind the door, and his heart fluttered to the sound of the voice he misses so much.

“Levi…” Hange weakly began with a sniffle. “Why are you here?”

‘Why wouldn’t I be here?’ Levi thought. Instead of voicing it out, he gulped the lump that formed in his throat and briefly said, “Talk.”

He can imagine their gorgeous teary eyes widening in surprise, on how they would purse their lips as they succumbed to their loud thoughts, on how they will take a deep breath while deciding on their response. Then, after weighing the options, they will respond courageously, albeit weaker than they usually were.

“What is there to talk about?” Hange replied. “There’s nothing that we can talk about, especially if they were already gone, Levi.”

Despite the hurt he is feeling, he did not respond, knowing full well that he took the right step to make them talk. He would just sit here and listen, and would not even interrupt them.

After all, he just needs to be there, just needs to be there for them, for his Hange.

“No talk can take them back, do you hear me?! They’re dead! Nanaba is dead! Lynne is dead! Henning is dead! Gelgar is dead! And even if we do not know his fucking whereabouts, I know in my heart that…” Hange crumbled in frantic cries. “Mike is dead…”

He shivered as he heard their loud and painful sobs. Tears brimmed in his eyes, filling the lids but never once falling. His fists have clenched as Hange screamed, but still, he lets them be in their mess of emotions. He lets them pour all the frustrations out that he also has, but cannot release. He is just there, with his mouth shut and ears only listening.

It was a quiet night.

And his silence is what his Hange needs.

However, they also quietened after a minute. He can hear their ragged breath, almost coughing because of their painful screams. He can hear them sitting back up, savoring their weak sigh as they lean their head on the door.

“Levi…” Hange called.

“Hmm?”

“You might die…”

“Yes.”

“I might die…”

“Y-yeah…” Fuck, no. I won’t let you die.

“This world is fucked up…”

“Yeah…” It is.

Hange stayed silent for the next few moments. Levi did not dare say anything after that, quite occupied in erasing the thought that his Hange might disappear from him, too. He could not have that, could not imagine the world where he cannot see their smile, hear their lovely laugh, cannot spend the night in their room just listening to them ramble about their scientific interests.

Levi loves silence, but just thinking about a world without his Hange, it would just be full of quiet nights. And as petty as it was, he might abhor silence because of that.

Then there’s a creak behind him that if his reflex was not fast enough, he might stumble back. However, he let it pass as he turned to look at the person he longed to hold.

His Hange.

They looked like, for the lack of a better word, a mess. Their hair was tousled in a bun, blushing cheeks painted with drying streaks of tears, nose clogged and sniffing, and eyes reddish from their crying. As Hange sat there while another tear fell from their eye, Levi turned fully to look at them. And right then and there, Levi cannot help but think that they are indeed a beautiful mess. His beautiful mess

Then their eyes locked. They drown in each other’s orbs, savoring and memorizing every flinch, every little twitch, every part of the other’s face. They basked in the silence, in the comfort of their soft stares. Then Hange’s eyes broadened as Levi motioned them to come closer.

“What are you doing?” Hange tilted their head in wonder.

“Come here.”

They obliged after a few seconds, inching to where Levi is but the crossed distance is not enough for the man, apparently. He opened his arms, tapping his thigh with one of his hands. Hange blinked before the realization of dawn, and without further ado, they plunked down on his lap, hugging him tightly in their arms.

It was a quiet night.

Well, not so quiet as Levi basked in the snuffles from Hange. He savored in the gentle brush of their breath against his skin, in the feel of their nose lightly touching the crook of his neck. When he snaked his arms around Hange’s waist, he smiled softly, caressing their back to say that he is here, that he will be there for them no matter what.

“Hange…” He muttered while cascading his fingers on their hair that, surprisingly, was soft and smooth. He did not make a comment about it, instead, he pulled them even closer. “Do you want to sleep now?”

Hange only tightened their hold around him, “No, you will leave me after I fall asleep. So, no.” They firmly said.

Levi chuckled in their ears. “No, idiot. I’ll stay here for the night.”

“You will?” Hange asked, the joy evident in their voice.

Levi nodded. “I’ll take you to bed now, okay?”

“Wait, isn’t your leg injured? Why are you here?”

“Is that even important? Besides, it’s not that painful now. Don’t worry about it.”

“Fine. If you say so.” Hange retorted with a smile stretching their lips.

After fixing them up in his hold, he stood up and carried them swiftly. He then entered their room, closing it immediately with one kick. Despite the absence of fiery light, Levi expertly maneuvered in their room, like seemingly saying that he knows them, absolutely so.

It was a quiet night.

As he reached the bed, he let them go, allowing them to lie on their back comfortably on the bed cushion. Levi hovered above them, both of his hands placed on both sides of their head. They stared at each other once more, soft smiles painted on their lips.

No words were spoken, only the shuffle from their movement occupied the room. Levi leaned down, sticking his forehead against Hange’s. Then with both of their eyes closed, he said, “Mike will be happy to see us like this.”

Hange masked the pain they felt by a light chuckle, “Hmm. Bet he’d shout “Final fucking Ly!” at the top of his lungs, because damn yes, we’re finally dating after all these years. Oh, and Nanaba will force me to go to the market to buy fashionable clothes because she wants me to go on a date with you.”

“Well, wouldn’t that be great?” Levi retorted as he lied down beside them, signaling them to come inside his arms that they instantly obliged. “I bet my squad, your squad, and Mike’s squad will tease us nonstop if we ever did. Just imagining the chaos makes me annoyed.”

“Annoyed? Annoyed but will enjoy the teasing nonetheless. You cannot fool me, mister.” They poked his cheek, which he just snatched by his hand and intertwined them in a tender grip.

“Of course.” Levi put the loose strand of their bangs to their ear. “What about Erwin?”

“Oh yes! I think your squad will bribe him to allow them to celebrate our newfound relationship or something. Hmm, then he will give them the budget and will even incorporate ideas just to make it successful. But they wouldn’t say that they are preparing something because they know you. You would not want that.

“On point. A score for you, four-eyes.”

Then they fell silent. Levi spent the next few seconds combing their hair, while Hange moved nearer to his tempering heat.

It was a quiet night.

Comfortable, soothing even, until it did not.

Suddenly, Hange gripped his shirt. “Levi…”

“Yes?”

“Do you think they are in a better place now?” Hange’s words were muffled as they buried their face on his chest. Continuing, “Mike, Nanaba, Lynne, Henning, Gelgar? Your squad, Petra, Ulou, Eld, Gunther? Your siblings, Isabel and Furlan? And our comrades that sacrificed their lives?”

“Yeah. I think they are… They must be.”

“Hmm… Glad to hear that…” Hange groggily said before succumbing into a deep slumber.

Levi looked down at their sleeping figure, marveling at their lovely face. His fingers tenderly touched their cheek, before leaning down and planting a soft kiss on their temple.

“Even if you won’t ask,” He muttered, “I’m in a better place, too, my Hange.”

It was a quiet night.

Hange is tucked safely in his arms, sleeping the night and exasperations away.

And his last thought before closing his eyes was that he would not mind spending this type of solemn night, as long as his Hange is by his side.

[livinasimminlife]

My take on Gunther from Stardew Valley

Name : Gunther Silvian 

Canon Changes : Gunther has Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. I have a family member who was diagnosed with OCD.Gunther wears gloves in Stardew Valley so it made sense to me to carry over those gloves into Sims. I had a feeling it was related to cleanliness or fear of germs (particularly with the delicate books he might work with) and so he wears gloves constantly. Fear of germs is often a trait of OCD. I want to be respectful to folks who have OCD.  It’s not something to be taken lightly, but I feel like it’s important to represent mental health diversity even in the Sims.

Traits : Bookworm. Art Lover. Neat. 

Bonus Traits : Worldly. Language Savant. Collector. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. 

Wonderful Whims Traits : Caregiver. Sage. 

Aspiration : The Curator 

Birthday / Star Sign : Winter 12. Aquarius. 

Lifestyle (s) : Frequent Traveler

Uni Degree : History Degree (B.A.), Language and Literature Degree with Honors (M.A.), and an Art History Distinguished Degree with Honors (Ph.D.) 

Job / Career : Museum Curator in the Archaeologist Career. 

Favorite Colors : Blue and white. 

Favorite Music : World Music 

Secrets :

Still sleeps with a nightlight. It helps him remain calm. 

Dislikes animals because he’s worried about their dirtiness. 

Speaks 5 languages: Simlish, Komorebego, Windenburgish, Toki Sulani, and Selvadoradian. If asked which was his favorite, he would say Selvadoradian. (frankk’s Language Barriers mod)

Spent multiple years in Selvadorada on an archaeological dig, studying the ancient Omiscian culture. Would return, except, he is terrified of the bugs there, and really hates dirt, but the real reason he doesn’t want to go back... 

His OCD worsened after the death of his partner. His partner died from a jungle poison dart accidentally discovered during work about seven years ago. For this reason, Gunther is afraid to return to working in the field and prefers to stick to his job in the Stardew Valley Museum and Library. 

[sleeperswakewriting]

Have you ever read the rivetra fic "in all of the lives we are" on fanfiction net? Because I did and parts of it are canon in my head. What I really want to ask is :can you too please bless us with a canonverse reincarnation fic?

I haven't read it but I bookmarked it to read later! Thank you for the rec, anon! I have a canonverse reincarnation fic that I scrapped when I first got back into writing. I plan on writing one in the future with a lot more depth, but I'll share this draft since I don't plan on going back to this fic in particular. Warning, meh writing ahead 😅

“And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, "Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you.”

— Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You

Childhood; where threads begin, or were they there all along?

The world is a cruel place, is the mantra Levi murmured to himself over and over again.

Kenny left him when he was 10 and after giving the police the run around, he found himself in a group home for children with disturbed conduct, also known as, the leftovers in the system. The leftovers that even foster care didn’t want to look twice at because everyone in this shitty place was just as fucked up as the last kid.

Mom, why did you have to die and leave me with Uncle Kenny? Did you know he was a gang leader? Or maybe you knew being part of a gang was better than this hellhole.

He wasn’t stupid, he knew his mother was a whore, and if the feds ever found out he was living in a brothel they would’ve taken him in an instant. So maybe it was luck that he had the amount of time with her that he did.

He still remembered how she desperately tried to shield him from her work, locking him in the closet when he was small, and when he got bigger, hiding underneath the bed and saying very sternly Levi, my love, you can’t make a sound or else mommy is going to get in trouble. Remember to cover your ears, just like we practiced.

And then when she died, it didn’t come suddenly. It was coughing in the middle of the night, him begging her to please let him find a doctor and he didn’t care about the consequences, he just wanted them to be together, but his mother shook her head and insisted she would be fine.

She wasn’t, of course, and Kenny both saved and damned him. He learned how to fend for himself, beat men twice his size, and take their wallet while they were recovering from his blows. He learned how to use a knife threaten people, and while his size threw people off, he used that to his advantage.

Even though he didn’t have his knives here, he knew how to fight hand to hand, and he was itching to land a blow to the next kid who tried to steal his dinner. It was his third month into the group home, and he was on his “last warning” as the head said, and next stop was juvie. He didn’t care, his life was at the end of the line and he was only 11.

“Hey, dip shit. Gimme your cookie.” Levi glanced at the boy who suddenly appeared, some new comer who clearly didn’t know his reputation. The boy was older and bigger than him, he guessed around 13 or 14, but he didn’t care. He ignored him and took a stab at the stale meatloaf.

“Did you fucking hear me? I said give me the goddamn cookie.” Levi sighed at the idiocy of this place, he knew what it was like to starve and despite the shit he gave this place, he couldn’t complain about the three (shitty) meals they got a day and the roof over his head. The company was much to be desired and that’s what usually got him into trouble.

“Tch. Go bother someone else, I’m not interested,” he said cooly, and the boy’s face grew red. Levi balled his left fist under the table, ready to throw a punch the minute he got too close to him.

“You little fucker—“ The boy began, but before Levi could take a swing at him, his shirt collar was pulled back by a smirking brown haired boy.

“Hey, hey, Matty, you don’t want to pick on him. Didn’t you hear that he landed Sam in the hospital last month?” Immediately the boy called Matty paled and backed off instantly.

“This little guy did that? Respect, Sam was a piece of shit anyway,” he muttered the last sentence and waved Levi away.

Levi shrugged and returned to his dinner, not paying the newcomer any mind but the boy took it upon himself to sit across from him, grinning. “You’re welcome,” he said, biting into his apple. “The name’s Furlan. You’re Levi, right?”

“Didn’t ask for your help,” Levi quipped, looking up at the eerily jolly boy, narrowing his eyes. “Since you know my reputation, you might not want to stick around.”

Furlan laughed, and Levi a twinge of irritation as he continued talking instead of walking away like everyone else did. “I don’t think you’re that scary, Levi. From what I heard, you don’t start fights, right? I think the guys think you’re an easy target since you’re…Well, don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re really short. Even though everyone’s afraid of you, I think, if they’re like me, they’re really just impressed that someone around here isn’t afraid to fight the bullies.”

Levi didn’t say anything to that, he was just trying to survive into the next fucking day, and didn’t think of himself as some sort of savior. But, if Farlan believed in him, maybe he wasn’t so fucked up as he thought.

He sighed, giving the boy a once over as he knew the step he was about to take. To be vulnerable. To give a shit about someone else for the first time in forever.

“So, what brought you here?” He said, as if he said those words before, the words rolling naturally off of his tongue not from an 11 year old, but someone who’s carried the weight of a lifetime.

And just like that, the threads intertwined again.

ii. Adolescence; where threads cross over but never touch

“First day of senior year, Eld! I have a good feeling about this—we’re going to ace our SATs, get into the same college, and we’re going to see the world!” Petra exclaimed, swinging her backpack as they walked to school. Eld chuckled, and flicked Petra’s forehead.

“See the world, huh? With what money? I don’t remember you applying to jobs with me and Gunther over the summer, and now you’re broke.”

Petra huffed and took a playful swipe at Eld’s shoulder. “You know I was helping my dad with his business over the summer. Oruo can vouch for me, he stopped by a couple times to help us—for free, no less!” Petra smiled, thinking about the laborious, but fruitful summer that her family had thanks to everyone’s hard work. Her dad’s hardware business was small compared to the big box stores, but their customers appreciated the charm and personalized customer care that the Ral’s offered. “He’s really grown up, hasn’t he? In grade school he wouldn’t be caught doing something without recognition, and I don’t even know if he mentioned to you two that he was helping out Fridays and Saturdays.”

“Hmm, yeah I guess you could say that,” Eld mused, shaking his head internally at Petra’s obliviousness. She, along with him, were usually the perceptive ones in their little friend group, but he supposed being childhood friends blinded her to certain things, like Oluo’s long time crush on her. Sure, he flirted with her, but he flirted with everyone, and it wasn’t until their sophomore year of high school that he started wanting to seriously date only Petra, but she took his advances as one of a matured best friend and less as a guy in love with his best friend. Eld wondered how involved he should get, maybe doing Oluo a favor and dropping a few hints to Petra that Oluo was a great guy despite his arrogance, and he has come along way since their freshman year.

But, the blond knew that Petra’s feelings for Oluo would remain as best friends, and after her most recent breakup with some guy who seemed like a short stint for junior prom and as a member of the girl’s soccer team, she couldn’t very well go alone…well, it wasn’t a surprise they parted ways shortly after prom.

She confided in Eld that she wanted to start college fresh and with new opportunities, and she would be damned if she let a guy decide her future. It wasn’t like she was going to turn down a date from a cute guy, but she wanted to be very clear that it wouldn’t be more than a few casual dates. Besides, she said to Eld and Gunther, one hazy summer evening when they were eating ice cream at the county fair, who needs a significant other when they all had each other? They then raucously toasted with their popsicles in the air to their future, wherever it took them, and love be damned!

[koulakoukoula2003]

Consolation (Levi x Reader)

Pairing: Levi x Reader, Levi x You, Levi x OC, Levi x y/n

Genre: Fluff and angst

Summary: Everybody knows how impossible it is to sleep the night before an Expedition. Especially this Expedition. The 57th, where you know your Commander expects an intelligent titan to show up and plans to capture it, in hopes to unveil the enemy spy in the Scout Regiment.

And then there's you, Captain Levi's childhood friend -the only one left. A talented Lieutenant, given the order by Commander Erwin to look after the new recruits from the 104th during the Expedition.

Leading can be a burden indeed.

A/N: Hello, y'all!!! You and Levi aren't yet together here, but you wanna be, and it's apparent to everyone but yourselves. Enjoy! 🥰

POV: 3rd Person's

The next day dawned, but (y/n) had woken up before the sun had the chance to reveal itself from behind the tallest mountains of the horizon. She woke up with a gasp and sweat drenching her gown and pillow. She instantly pushed the bedsheets away, allowing the night breeze that entered through the window to caress her sweaty skin. Her fingers clenched as she urged herself to sit on the edge of her bed. She wiped the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve only to realise her hand was shaking.

She groaned and buried her face in her hands. She had no time for mental breakdowns. She’d get them every morning before the start of every Expedition. But this time, this Expedition was different. The 57th Expedition had finally arrived, and even though it was still a few hours away, her hands still shook and her sleep was unceremoniously interrupted once more.

The worst-case scenarios started playing in her head, and she instantly knew she was going to fail today. Those kids were going to die because of her. Their families were not going to see them again and she’d have to face each and every one of their relatives to explain why she had failed to bring them back.

That was it. She wondered whether Levi was feeling the same. She wondered whether Levi would wake up in the nights and think of failing to bring Eld back to his wife. Gunther, back to his parents. Petra, back to her dad, and Oluo, back to his little siblings. They had done nothing to live in terror like this. She should have never accepted the Commander’s suggestion. Sometimes she even wondered how Erwin felt leading an entire Regiment such as the Scouts.

She sighed heavily and she stood up. She had no idea what she was doing, but she grabbed her robe around her, and she walked out of her room. She stood outside of Levi’s and she tried knocking but realised the door wasn’t closed. She wasn’t afraid to face him. It wasn’t the first time she’d check up on him while he slept.

She was still hesitant about walking in, though. He wasn’t going to shout at her for being there, but she still didn’t want to interrupt his sleep, even though, she had a feeling he wasn’t sleeping either. She pushed the door open slowly, only to see him sitting at the edge of his own bed. His face, buried in his hands and his fingers tangled into his sweaty hair. The early morning light barely entered through the window. She knew he too wasn’t sleeping and he too was having that same mental breakdown that she’d woken up with.

How can anybody sleep the night before an Expedition?

Maybe she was right. Maybe he did suffer like this before every single Expedition. (Y/n) approached him. She knew he wouldn’t scream at her or push her away. She was probably the only person he’d never push away, for the simple reason that he had tried and failed.

But he knew it was her. He had recognised the gentle patting of her footsteps on the wooden floor. No one else would be awake at this hour. But he could still tell she was hesitant to reach him. He didn’t want her to be. She was the only person he could trust to watch him while he doubted himself and collapsed with the impending guilt that such an Expedition would bring on his shoulders. It wasn’t like all the other Expeditions. The Commander expected things that they hadn’t faced before. No matter how much of a good training he’d given his comrades and Nathalie, he knew everything could go wrong, and if it did, it would be his fault.

(Y/n) stepped in front of him. Her hand hesitantly reached for his hair. They were a tangled, sweaty mess, and his breathing, uneasy, just like how her own was before, when she woke up. She didn’t care. Both her hands reached for his hair. He urged her to take another step closer when his arms slipped around her waist tightly, and he buried his face in her belly.

Levi closed his eyes. His breathing slowly matched her own, and he relaxed by the soft stroke of her fingers in his hair. He had jumped off the bed. Another sleep interrupted by nightmares. He could only assume she had done the same, but he was nothing but relieved to have her there. He buried his face in her belly and he sighed in her warmth. Her hands wrapped tightly around his shoulders, his hair, his shirt.

“I take it you couldn’t sleep either,” (Y/n) said and he nodded.

He didn’t want to say anything more. He just wanted her to hold him. His fingers just clutched on her robe and he shut his eyes. He couldn’t convince himself that they were all going to come back after this Expedition, but the only thing that consoled him, was the fact that (y/n) was going to be with the rookies, and the rookies were in safe positions during the entirety of Erwin’s plan. That was the only consolation he could cling onto.

“(Y/n),” He pulled back to look up at her. The only word he wanted to speak was her name.

Her hand let go of his hair and reached for his cheek. Her thumb slipped gently on his cheekbone and her eyes met his own. She looked down at him and for once he didn’t have that dead, indifferent expression on his face. He wasn’t wearing that mask that he always wore when he was around people. Now, he was scared. An emotion she had rarely ever seen on him.

He didn’t give a damn whether he’d die out there either trying to see the mission through, or trying to protect his comrades. He always cursed himself being the one who had to survive whilst all the others around him would die. But he stopped thinking about all these when he looked up, and his eyes met her own. She was giving him a compassionate smile, one that let him know she was feeling the same. For the first time, his (y/n) was going to lead her own squad and for once, she could understand the burden that he carried on his shoulders all these years.

He didn’t want to lose any more people. He just wanted this nightmare to end. That’s why he was fighting. That’s why, even through all those times that he’d crush on a wall and pull his hair out because of his job, he was still sticking around to see the fight through to the end.

(Y/n) leaned down and pressed a kiss on his forehead. He had to close his eyes and revel in it, no matter how little time he had left with her and he didn’t even know whether it’d be the last.

“I cannot convince neither you nor myself that we’ll make it out of this,” (Y/n) knew that trying to say something to make them both feel better was a hopeless task. There was nothing good that she could think of saying.

(Y/n) just sighed and tried to pull away and walk back to her room, to let him get changed. Maybe some tea too was in order. But his hands were still tight around her and he did not allow her leave just yet.

“Stay,” Levi said, and that was the last thing that (y/n) expected to come from him. She didn’t try to think of what exactly he might’ve meant, but the two of them only had each other and it had been like this since the very beginning. She was the only person he’d ever ask that of her.

(Y/n) smiled and her fingers found his hair again. “Always,”

A/N: Here it is!!! Feel free to reblog, and lemme know what you guys think!!! 😘

[thecrimsonjaguar]

A Short List of Adventure Time AUs

So I got a google doc of adventure time aus I’ve made over the past two or three years. Here are some of my favorites (and also the ones I came back to and edited)

If you’ve got ideas for an au or ideas to add onto the preexisting ones I’ve got here, please tell me! I’m always up for some au discussion. 

1.) Jermaine AU: Jermaine comes to live at the treehouse after his house blows up. This, unlike canon, happens rather early in season 3. The rest of the series mainly stays the same, except this time there's three brothers instead of two. He's a kinda anxious dude with demon hunting expertise and a painting hobby. He sometimes wonders if he made Dad disappointed by letting all his work explode. Finn and Jake help him out, and he helps them. Despite this, Jermaine is the only one with a brain, and Finn and Jake share exactly one (1) braincell that they trade every so often. Jermaine is tired. (Jermaine is the only one who tries to clean regularly, and he's also the one to keep Neptr, Ancient Psychic Tandem War Elephant, and a few others company. He's a bit of real wisdom the early series Finn and Jake needed.

2.) Melted Ice AU: Mid season two, IK is hit with something that de-ages him. He turns six. Maybe this mystery de-aging thing blows up the top of the ice mountain, who knows. Maybe he wakes up in the snow, with no memory of how he got there or why. No memory of the last one thousand years. Finn and Jake don't know about his backstory since that happens in season three. Simon is carried by a snowman out of the ice kingdom where he breaks down in the plains. Finn, of course, finds him and is ecstatic to meet another human. Completely missing the fact that this small child is, in fact, the Ice King, Finn declares to help this boy no matter what. That promise soon becomes difficult when people hear about the second human in Ooo, and whatever effect that's keeping him young starts to wear off. (Marceline comes to visit and has a heart attack)

3.) Adventure Falls AU: AT x GF baybee!! Seventeen year old Stanley Pines hops on the Stan O' War and sets sail when he's kicked out. Unfortunately, that boat is nowhere near sea worthy, and all it takes for him to go overboard is one sudden (magical) storm. But, miraculously, Stan doesn't die. He washes up on Ooo, the island of misfits. Where there's daddy issues galore and punching things and getting gold is a legitimate career. He's found on the shore by none other than Finn, who asks if he's okay and if a dungeon adventure would soothe his worries. Stan accepts, because that sounds awesome, and they maybe date. For the next ten years, Stanley is a professional hero. He travels with Finn, he lives in a tower with tons of gold, he's respected, adored, and has made a family for himself. Ooo has a habit of forcing traumatic therapy onto to people, so Stan gets (read: is forced) to work his issues out. And then, somehow, he gets a postcard from his brother.

4.) Young Pups AU: Jake's kids grow up fast- but not that fast. He stays with lady for a few episodes being Dad and when the Pups are old enough, go visit Finn and Jermaine. Also Jermaine is there when the pups are born that always bothered me in canon like what the fuck. This whole AU results in Jake the Dad being a better father than in canon, because he actually has time to make mistakes and learn from them. He sometimes shapeshifts into one of those baby carriers but suited for five kids instead of one. Finn and Jermaine fight for best uncle privileges. Finn is considerably more awesome but Jermaine's got magic junk and juicy stories about Jake. So far the votes are: FINN: Jake Jr, T.V.  JERMAINE: Kim Kil Whan, Charlie. Viola remains undecided.

4.) Evilgreen AU: Evergreen was evil. His idea to make the crown to stop the comet was actually a cover story to take control of all the elements and freeze everything. Of course the same thing happens here as it did in canon, Gunther gets the crown and wishes to *be* evergreen. This is bad. Very bad, so bad in fact, that things get FUnKy. A couple eons later, Simon gets the crown as per canon, and then things start to slide downhill. Since the crown is significantly worse, Simon tries to get rid of it. No amount of magic pull is going to get him to put on the eldritch hat. It teleports back. When things go to shit, the crown tells him he's got two options: He can either live, or he can live unwillingly. This all coalesces in super angst and mild horror as Simon has to fight off evil urges and somehow keep both he and Marceline safe. Things start looking up, though, when he summons Hunson Abadeer.

5.) Nightmare Therapy AU: Simon, now himself post canon, has some funky nightmares. Problem is: he's due for a visit from the cosmic owl due to some mystical bureaucratic bs. If that were to happen, Simon's dreams of Golb and Orgalorg and the world ending and everyone dying and maze would come true, without the veil of metaphoric junk dreams are known for (also due to bureaucratic bs). So, Simon gets a dream therapist. An OC, probably, that would fight off his nightmares when they came and talk to him about his issues.

6.) High School AU: Except they're all still magic and crap. Finn's a jock that's part of the LDnD club(Literally Dungeons and Dragons), Jake's got a job at a pancake place and hosts the Card Wars clubs on Wednesdays, Jermaine's in college and their parents were still detectives/demon hunters. PB is preppy/nerdy girl with weird fucking family and is absolutely a mad scientist. Marceline is still a demon/vamp (vampire biker gang, they all died, deaths pending) and her uncle is Simon. Simon is a history teacher whose ex wife might be an eldritch abomination (the students wonder, but there are no answers)((simon says cryptic things every so often that are the subject of much ridicule, but he's a nice guy)). Ooo High has all of the AT characters in some shape or form. Tree trunks is the lunchlady, Mr Pig is a janitor. Lemongrab is just there. LSP(Q?) is a teacher because that's hilarious. Hunson is dead along with Marceline's mom because fuck hunson. Magic Man is a hobo that snuck onto campus and can't be chased off (his brother is the superintendent, Glob). there's a lot more but that's for a different word doc.

7.) Back to the Future AU: So PB fucks around with time travel, right? For science. She gets sent back in time a thousand years, before the war. Now, she's a pink lady who can shoot jelly beans from her hands, of course needs to lay low. And of course she needs to get home, but she's in a Futurama situation where she only has one type of time machine; the one that can go into the past. Not to mention her own time machine got busted on her way there, so she's double screwed. But, she remembers something. There is an individual (two, actually) that knows about time travel in this time period. She knows him, and he's likely to help her if she plays her card right. She needs to find Simon and get back to her own time, preferably without dooming herself in the process. (perhaps she tries to steal the notes Simon has, and Simon's completely oblivious, except Betty can smell trouble from a mile away and immediately notices some pink woman trying to steal books and she goes ham. Perhaps she goes ham in such a way that Simon doesn't notice. Perhaps this goes on for seven acts.)

8.) Bread and Butter AU: Bella Noche during the episode Betty creates a huge black cube that engulfs all of Wizard City. This box acts as a cage and prevents Wizards from escaping the magic purge. Simon is unable to bring Betty back from the past, and he's fading fast. In a desperate attempt to stop things from escalating, Simon chugs a bottle of anti-magic like a fucking god. He gets through the cube that surrounds Bella Noche and knocks their lights out. He passes out, and when he comes to, the anti-magic he consumed as merged with him. This is because of a simple rule: Magic sticks to magic, anti-magic sticks to anti-magic. And since humans have always had just a little bit of anti -magic present within them, humans and anti-magic go together like bread and butter (badumtish) ((I have actually written a fanfic about this, you can find it here))

9.) Swapped AU: Through various shenanigans Ice King's and Magic Man's powers gets swapped. These shenanigans somehow land them in space as well. This happens before Magic Man's trial. The swapping of their powers results in Simon getting his memory back. It also gives Magic Man the Ice Crown, unfortunately for him though, it seems to hate him. Simon's glad to back, but quickly realizes one issue: He's still crazy. So the pair try to make it back to Ooo. MM needs his powers to swap himself with some other shmuck so he doesn't croak when his trial comes, but Simon's made it clear he isn't giving his powers up without a fight. The pair starts off rocky, neither trusting the other, but space trouble forces them to work together. Simon's a nice enough guy he wouldn't leave someone to die and MM really needs Simon alive so it works out. A weird friendship forms, and they learn get along. Just a couple of crazy space wizards. Then the crown is destroyed. MM is freed from the crown's control, and he's freed from magic. He gets his sanity back, just in time for his trial.

that’s all I’ve got for now!