#snk christmas

[theysangastheyslew]

IT'S CHRISTMAS IN JULY BITCHES (yes I know it's almost over shh 🤫)

Now could this have been 4 panels with Hans just plopping down on the couch, patting Levi on the shoulder and saying ''Yo I'm knocked up'', and then carrying on with their evening?

Why yes, yes indeed. But where's the struggle in that ? :')

[kiwie-not-kiwi]

The most magical night of the year 🎄✨

Merry Christmas and happy holidays ! ❤️

[simply-suki]

Christmas time with Levi.

He loves christmas but hates his birthday.

You hate christmas but love his birthday.

So you both find ways to make the day more enjoyable, just being in each other’s presence all snuggled up and cozy.

[icysinner]

❆⋆꙳•☃︎⋆꙳•✩⋆꙳•❅

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡: eren is a better gift giver than you thought he was.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: not much, tooth rotting fluff.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.093k

secret santa was arguably the only thing that made christmas as a college student exciting. everyone knows that as you grow older, christmas gets less and less interesting, but with the right group of friends, it has the potential to be just as fun as when you lived at home with your parents and siblings. sasha always organized the secret santa event, just because she took every holiday seriously as if her friends were her children.

just eren’s luck, the one year he gets to be your secret santa is the year that up until christmas, your friendship was becoming a lot more than just friends, meaning he had to put together a gift that meant a lot, he had no choice, you meant a lot. “connie, i’m fucked.” eren complained as he paced back and forth in their shared dorm room. “you stressin’ over nothing, she already likes you, she’s gonna like whatever you get her as long as you put some thought into it.” connie replied, not looking up from his phone as he offered eren the advice.

while connie was right, eren wanted this gift to be more than just a friendly gift exchange, he wanted it to mean something more than just that. “that’s the problem, i have no thought.” eren said, his tone completely serious, making connie laugh at him. “okay, that’s fair. ask mikasa to help you, she’s a girl, she knows what girls like. plus she’s close to y/n, you’re like a close second to mikasa on her list.” connie’s suggestion showed just how little “thought” eren had, because he didn’t even think about asking mikasa, and that was your best friend.

౨ৎ⋆ ˚ ❆｡⋆⁺₊❅.

“so, are you asking her to be your girlfriend with this gift or is that coming later?” mikasa asked, being sure to throw in the whole girlfriend thing. to be fair, you and eren have been dancing around adding the title to whatever the two of you have going on. “i think i wanna ask, but i don’t know how to pair a gift with something like that.” eren said, mikasa was more surprised at the amount of time he was really putting into this, she’d never seen him think this hard before. (and they have an english lecture together, so trust her.) “i think that she’ll like whatever you get her. she likes a bunch of shit, pick one thing and do it.”

obviously eren had thought of that, but that was basic, and you have everything you like already. “okay, here’s an idea. make her a basket.” mikasa suggested, making what seemed like a lightbulb go off in eren’s mind. “actually… i like that idea.” eren said, a million ideas running through his mind at once. if you liked so many things, getting you all of them at once was obviously the best idea. oddly enough, eren trusted himself enough to make it completely on his own, it wouldn’t feel genuine if he didn’t, he thought.

౨ৎ⋆ ˚ ❆｡⋆⁺₊❅.

everyone was assigned a secret santa on december eighteenth, which gave them a full week to decide, put together and deliver a gift. eren spent the entire week buying separate things from a million different stores for this one basket. he only asked for help when he needed an opinion on a color or which gift cards he should put in the basket. he’d completed this elaborate gift, and now he had to shake off all his nervousness in order to actually give you the gift.

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eren

wyd?

y/n

not shit

eren

perfect

eren

don’t go anywhere or do anything i’ll be there in like 5 minutes

y/n

i’m nervous omg why u so cryptic for???

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obviously, eren was your secret santa, but that’s not why you were so nervous. if it was just a regular gift, why would he calculate everything so well? nonetheless, you were excited for whatever it was. you lived in a single dorm, but it was across campus from your friend group, which was the only downside it really had. after all of his perfectionist behavior, shifting the basket around a million times to make sure you could see everything he put in it perfectly before you took it out, he arrived at your door.

it took some building up for him to actually knock, and once he did, all of the nervousness he had multiplied yours tenfold. you nearly shot up from your seat to go answer the door, opening it to a smiling eren, holding a basket in one arm and a heart shaped box with flowers in the other. your eyes widened as your face grew into a smile. “eren, no way.” is all you managed to get out of your mouth as you stared at him in adoration and disbelief. “you’re not gonna be able to look at all of the stuff if you don’t let me in.” his words made you snap out of this trance you were in as you stepped out of the way to let him in.

eren took a couple steps forward and set the basket and flowers down on the counter, but he kept the box behind him. “look at what’s in there first.” he directed, because he knew you well enough to know that your curiosity would make you want to know what’s so special that he’s hiding it. you pulled all of the stuff out of the basket one by one, looking like a little kid under the christmas tree again. “eren, how much did you spend on all this stuff?” you asked, your eyes widening with every object you pulled out of the basket. “you worried about the wrong thing, that doesn’t matter. you like it, right?” eren asked, to which you responded with a nod. “then that’s all that matters.”

“i need to get a vase, i wanna keep these.” you said to yourself as you sat them up next to the basket to make space for the last thing eren was hiding from you. the small comment made eren smile to himself as he held out the box to you. you looked down at it, reading the red cursive letters written on the dessert. “yes, duh!” you exclaimed in excitement, taking the box from his hands and wrapping him in a hug. “i don’t even wanna eat it, i just wanna save it forever.” you said, making eren laugh at you. “you say that now, but i know you well enough to know you’ll definitely eat it.”

[immanime]

Attack on Titan Brave Order

[heartz4levi]

birthday boy ! ♡ - levi ackerman.

☆ thinking abt birthday boy levi fluff and nsfw . . .

☆ levi ackerman ,, gn reader . . mentions of other characs, levi and reader are dating/married (up to interpretation), post ?? war, bondage, food play (whipped cream), handjob (levi recieving), one of y'all gets ur hole destroyed (up to interpretation pt 2), praise.

levi ackerman who gets special treatment for his birthday by friends and his lover, being woken up to a sweet 'happy birthday' and a gentle, loving kiss to his lips from the love of his life.

levi, who's finally smiling happily when greeted with all sorts of heartwarming surprises by everyone near and dear to him and his heart, trying to fight back tears more than once in one day.

levi, who gets called 'old man' at least one time on that day (eyeing connie and jean tbh) but gosh, does age look good on him.

levi, who gets to savor his all time favourite tea in his favourite antique teacup because he deserves it and it's his day.

levi, who thought the celebration of his birthday is over, but is instead greeted with a special gift from his lover.

levi, who albeit reluctantly, lets himself be bound by lacey ribbons and shivers at the feeling of cold whipped cream touching his sensitive nipples, feeling his cock harden the moment his lover licks it right off.

levi, who lets out the softest, most angelic breathy moans while his lover's hand is moving up and down his cock in gentle yet pleasurable motions, who's breath hitches whenever his sensitive slit is touched.

levi, who either if he has his lover ride his cock or ram into his hole until he can't form coherent words anymore, will cum as many times as he can with a sprinkle of overstimulation because he deserves it.

levi, who gets pillow prince treatment all night long, who recieves only praise and love during those intimate moments, who feels completely and utterly satisfied once it's finished and who gets the most gentle aftercare.

levi, who is truly happy for once in his life whenever it's his birthday.

[susanoois]

Eremin in a romance christmas movie.

[popcaki]

It's Christmas soon so I decided to draw santa Levi. I still have a hyperfixation on Attack On Titan

[seredelgi]

Yeah, yeah.. Merry Christmas and all that.

But also, Happy Birthday to Levi Ackerman.

[lyquoritte]

Christmas decoration for @BUBBLE91913's tree!

[imjustsomebodyelse]

💫🕯❄ happy holidays! ❄🕯💫

i thought this year we could embrace all the nutcracker jokes for pock lmao

[koshoe]

CAPTAIN LEVI (リヴァイ兵長) ━ for victoria @tatakaeeren ━ from your animanga secret santa !!

believe in yourself, or believe in the survey corps and me.

[anicomicsicons]

Anime girls Christmas icons

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[esmedelacroix]

22 days til' Christmas

making cocktails on christmas night with bartenderhusband!erwin smith ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

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You and Erwin were running around serving people all night. One thing about your bar is that you are open on holidays. No one is ever open and you get so many more customers.

After the two of you kicked out the last drunk person you high-five each other before locking up and cleaning. "How was that for a Christmas night?" Erwin asked, you could hear the smile in his voice.

"Okay, that was not funny, it was traumatic, that lady got so drunk she stripped!" you replied, getting chills from the memory.

Erwin erupted into laughter at the thought of the night's events.

"It was not funny, she was like 70," you exclaimed smacking his behind with your serviette.

he just chuckled at your response. "Hey, at least she was having a good time," he said as he hugged you from behind and peppered your neck with kisses.

"Oh please, you just said that because she was ogling you the whole night," you snapped playfully pulling away from him in a fit of giggles.

"It's not my fault old ladies love me," he joked as he went behind the counter with all the tips he collected from the tables.

"It's always a pleasure working with you Mr. Smith," you whispered in his ear.

"Why thank you, Mrs. Smith," he replied, planting a kiss on your cheek.

The two of you married a year ago but were still in your honeymoon phase.

"Would you like me to make you a drink?" you asked as you got behind the counter readying a glass already knowing his answer.

"Of course," he said as he finished counting the money you had made.

"Mistletoe Martini?" you hummed as you got the vodka out and did a little trick for him.

"That sounds yum," he replied.

"I wouldn't know," you joked.

He hugged you from behind nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. "How's my baby?" he asked with his face still buried in your neck as you made his drink.

"Doing better than before, no problems at all," you replied.

"And how's my wife?" he asked, carrying your stomach.

"So tired this baby is getting heavy," you replied.

"I told you you didn't have to work today if you weren't up to it," he lectured as he raised his head.

"And I told you I'm just fine," you answered, shutting him up by putting a cranberry in his mouth. He ate and shook his head at your playfulness.

"I'm so happy you're carrying our child," he chuckled.

He began to make a mocktail version of the mistletoe martini you had made for him at lightning speed.

"Let's make a toast to Christmas, amazing tips, and an even more amazing baby on the way," Erwin said as the two of you clinked glasses.

"And naked old women," you added with a chuckle.

"Oh, how could I forget?" he quipped as he gave you a smooch.

The two of you made each other cocktails and talked for hours. You talked about the baby. What you thought they would like. Whose eyes they would have, what their hair color would be, what sports they'd play, and so much more.

"Alright baby let's get out of here, you smell terrible," you said as you began to put your coat on.

"Yeah, yeah, you're not funny," Erwin replied as he helped you get your scarf and hat on.

You had no idea how Erwin wasn't black-out drunk, he had like 8 cocktails. Erwin still opened the door for you even if you were driving. As the two of you drove home you started talking about car seats and making your home and car more kid-friendly. Everything the two of you seemed to do related to your baby on the way.

When the two of you got home, you immediately got Erwin into the shower. He tried to get you to join but you said no to all his advances. When he got out of the shower he was in just some boxers.

"I ran you a bath with those bubbles you like," Erwin said as he dried his hair with a towel that was draped over his shoulders.

"Really?" you squealed as you hugged him and got undressed as you practically skipped into the bathroom leaving a trail of scattered clothes behind you.

You immediately relaxed as you bathed with the sweet dark aroma of roses and candles all around. Erwin sat on the stool next to the tub. You could see that he had one of your favorite books in hand.

You propped yourself at the edge of the tub and looked up at him. He had made it a habit to read your favorite books to you. He knew that his voice soothed you for whatever reason. You also loved seeing his reaction to some of your favorite characters and plot twists.

After a beautiful evening of hearing your husband's voice run through your ears as smooth as milk and honey, he helped you get ready for bed and even braided your hair before you slept.

Nights like these made you look forward to your future life with Erwin and with your kid. He may not be perfect but he was the perfect man for you.

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[x-senon]

merry christmas

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