*you would cuddle him before bed. leviās not much of a cuddler but he would not bring himself to peel you off, so heās just laying there. probably a book in his hands that heās reading above your head.
*cats. cats. cats. levi has such a soft spot for them (though he would never outwardly announce it). has like a little cat named after his favourite tea leaf that he keeps well groomed and fed.
*sometimes youāll catch levi trying to put a cute shirt on the cat and taking photos of them in it.
*has a thing for pulling you closer to him. itās more instinctively. like if you guys were walking on the street, he snakes his arm around to fill in the gap.
*he doesnāt say anything. his brain has just wired him like that he barely notices.
*definitely watches you sleep. not as in ššš. but more so like tracing his fingers over your nose and admiring how peaceful you look.
*like before, heās not one to declare his feelings or emotions straight away. but if youāre wearing a nice dress or a flattering shirt. heās sitting there holding his tea, literally eye gawking you with his montone face.
*ālooks niceā heāll say and leave it. truly though heās buzzing inside.
*does and determines to keep it that way, the grocery shop. heās very articulate and picky about eating certain products, not for him but for you as well. he wants you both to eat healthy.
*if youāre pregnant heās for sure gonna be like, āyou canāt eat seafoodā āthat has too much salt in itā āno you will eat vegetables insteadā.
*really good at making food though. he enjoys cooking for others but not all the time. little dirty secret when it comes to cooking, is trialing new recipes and having you taste test them. to him if theyāre good, youāll like them. if not, itās going in the rubbish.
*he likes watching your face react to any new herbs, spices and flavours he made. he finds it cute.
*his favourite ice cream flavour is lemon and vanilla. buys bulks of it.
*has an antique teacup collection. very precise on what teacup was made by whom, where and when.
*heās not a fan favourite of babies but he doesnāt see them as an issue. he has own his babies. you. the cat. and the little one youāre carrying.
* heāll only have 2 kids.
*I think heāll have a third child if his other two are a little bit more grown. or if you wanted another one.
*however very persistent in holding his babies. nobody else is allowed to touch them. his newborn baby, only he can hold them.
*he is a good dad. he isnāt overbearing, allowing his children to experiment. sometimes he may come off cold but he doesnāt mean it. he is very hands on father, like sitting down and drawing with his kids in silence.
*definitely sleeps next to his kids when they get a cold. something about them being sick and miserable, reminds him of his childhood. so he always sleeps next to them so they know he is there. takes extra care with them.
*never allows hange to babysit them though. once caught hange and his baby sliding down a too steep slide and lost his cool.
*likes smelling your hair when he holds you. gives him some comfort and relief.
* idk why but i see him very invested into kdramas. heās like sitting on the couch, mumbling things about the main protagonist. keeps up with the stars Instagram.
š¬š”šØš«š š¬š®š¦š¦šš«š² : eren jaeger is the coy, attractive young man whoās face is printed on every magazine cover there is. though little is brought to the world about his relationship and his behaviour behind closed doors.
/a:n: iām a slut for toxic eren iām not sorry.
eren jaeger. printed on numerous posters in different shopping malls, bill-board signs and every vogue cover shoot magazines. the rising and attractive male star, itās shortly accompanied with at the bottom.
he wasnāt a short-lived star that the media was going to soon drown out. he was meticulous, charismatic and coy with his words and smiles. In Instagram ļæ¼videos celebrities would flock and froth at his newest photo shoots followed with millions of dotting fans. he was the candy everyoneās eyes were watching. constantly.
and he kept the tabloids busy with his precious smiles and charms. not digging any further than what he had already said. not even deeper than a scratch to his personal life. to his personal relationship.
at first making it rather a safety precaution to you and to your reputation. he ensured your reputation at your job and university shouldnāt be tampered with his name, style or attitude. mainly cooing he didnāt want you to lose any opportunities based on who you were dating. but now it had transcended into a unspoken topic, tension always taking course whenever the proximity of the topic came into place.
you attempted to do rather small things like visit him on his days off, attend his fashion walks or plan simple dates. but his consistent repute to each idea had developed a distant and sour feeling in the relationship. like the fire that was once there, had been washed and stamped on countless times.
he became more busier when modelling agencies wanted his face on their new bill-board or brands wanting his appearance in their new advert. the late night calls morphed into late night texts then to little conversations then to only occasional replies. you would ponder if he had maybe grown out of love for you.
but every time you would grow a pair to just buck up to him, to denounce the entirety of your relationship and to set aside the agonising pain in your chest. he would have you under his thumb again.
āi promise after this shoot, iāll come home to you. just wait for me, pleaseā he would beg softly over the phone.
the pleading had you on your kneeās like one of his worshippers, carelessly waiting for him every time. And he would come home.
heād pepper kisses and marks all over you. like nothing had bothered either of you before. like you didnāt just argue over the phone not that long ago. youād cook for him as he would longingly watch and pour a bottle of wine for each.
then he would be lowly grunting in your ear, his coarse hands hungrily caressing and nipping at your body. his hips jerking inside of you, sweat layering on his forehead. his umber coloured hair strands ticking your face as his mouth moved to your neck, kissing and smoothly whispering promises.
āyouāre gonna have my fucking kids. weāre going to get fucking married after this year, i promiseā.
your heart stammered in your chest, you were vulnerable. like a deer caught in headlights. his lust filled eyes would mirror back at you. your eyelashes fluttered so wholly as your body shook under his touch. eren pulled back, his verdant coloured eyes that always reminded you of a deep, dark forest scanned your face. himself still inside you as he fixed to a steady pace.
you couldnāt register his thoughts by the look on his face but as he calmly lowered himself down, your body moved on itās own. your legs instinctively enfolding around his waist. his fingers brushed the loose strands out of your face, delicately tracing over your nose. in the heat of the moment, you felt like you were melting. he truly was beautiful.
you couldnāt ā at the time ā understand what had made you so resentful of him. all you wanted was to be with him. eren picked up the pace, rutting himself in and out of you. degrading and praising in response, his husky voice becoming greedy of your body. your whimpers and moans echoing inside the bedroom.
this is right. this is how itās meant to be, you tartly thought.
by the morning, your lovers arms were encased around your naked body. you remembered then the important event you were going to be hosting in a few months time. you didnāt forget to tell eren about it, your own first art show. with real sellers and artists coming from everywhere to see you.
eren watched the glee in your eyes twinkle when you told him. he silently nodded, his eyes watching the excitement as you muttered about the organisation and prep youād have to do.
āIāll make it baby, donāt worryā he whispered, initiating another heartfelt kiss to your worries.
another sweet lie he had waiting up his sleeve.
it wasnāt that eren didnāt love you ā it was the opposite. he truly loved you to the depth that he could. although he would never cheat on you, he felt the compulsion somewhere down the line to always have you near him. to have you bound to his feet. along the way with the excessive interviews and photo-shoots he wasnāt sure where it had drove his possessive ideas and need to have you pleading for him. he liked making you sob whether it was over the phone or in person; that toxic behaviour made him feel needed. needed by the person he solely wanted. he ensured with bitter-sweet lies and fake soothings to make you glued to him.
you could never leave him. even if you thought of it once or twice. you could never bring yourself to do it. eren guaranteed it.
the secrecy of your relationship grew to irk you which eren noticed. at first he would assume it was for the greater good but he eventually became to liken the idea as the anxious messages didnāt stop. he had to keep you behind the curtains to have you stay.
and he loved coming home back to your neediness, having you cling to him right before he leaves again. he didnāt blame himself that the work-overload secured his time away from you but he would become displeased if you hadnāt been blowing up his messages.
rarely he felt guilty, that he couldnāt properly love you the way that you should be. he would grow wary of any new males entering your stream of friendships, establishing close connections with certain people at your university to retain these āgood guy friendsā away from you.
nobody else can have you except him. except eren jaeger. your sweet boyfriend.
but here you were months later. your hosted event merely hours away. your black tight-fitted gown you bought to have tailored to your curves. your hair neatly brought back and makeup already down. you were ready.
but as you reached for your phone to dial the same number again and the line sent to the same voicemail. panic began to settle in the depths of your stomach. making it churn at an uncomfortable rate.
maybe heās on the plane right now thatās why he canāt respond, you thought. reassuring yourself that eren will turn up. but your fingertips continued to glide to the contact, dialling once more.
you made it known to everyone you would be bringing someone ā your boyfriend. you reminded him a few times before over the phone to which he would agree. yet he still hasnāt shown.
as you finished another empty call, it felt the loneliness of the world had zoned in. your head became heavy and the slight tinge of reality was closing in. in a feeble attempt to fight off the dreading sensation, your camera roll was your secret stress-reliever.
your fingertips skimmed over the images of eren and you over the few years. before his career. he was so full of life and passion, that over the years had eventually slipped away. casted by the same jade coloured eyes that once looked at you warmly.
involuntarily you checked your media time-line. and there you first saw it. that unsettling feeling had paused for a moment, before you could physically feel your stomach had plummeted. your vision becoming faint as tears pricked at the corner of your eyes. your lips trembling before you as a range of emotions suddenly manoeuvred any logical reasoning.
it felt like a line had snapped inside you, leaving a dark empty void. tears fell, dropping onto the silk of your dress. your hands flying to wipe them away before they could ruin the craftsmanship on your face from your makeup artist.
āthe new image released just minutes ago was of a new engagement announced between the successful CEO ā Hakitu Wearās ā eldest daughter and the all time favourite ā eren jaegerā the news reporter publicised on the television.
deep down, he knew this image would reach you. he remembered specifically today was important to you. the timing of the release was out of his hands, much to his disagreement.
but he knew you would stay. as he watched you ring him one final time. yet he couldnāt bring himself to answer it. his eyes glued to your contact photo brightening his phone. had it been the guilt finally snapping at him? or did he simply want to bask in silence to mull it over in his head? he wasnāt entirely certain.
but he knew you would stay. regardless of any explanation he would give to you, he was never surprised because he had trained you well. well enough to know your place behind the curtain.
it almost felt ironic. the man you were so desperately pinning after and loving had met somebody else. in your own self-doubt, apart of you knew this would occur. heās eren jaeger, heās charismatic and coy. everything you knew about him just became apart of the past.
even with your head in your hands and heart torn to shreds. you didnāt need anymore surprises from him. it was like clarity finally made you see through this like glass. wiping your tears and carefully cleaning any smudges you raised your head high.
even as you walked into your own gallery hall; smiling and giving everyone a warm welcome. your heart didnāt dismiss the aching pain. even when a friend asked the whereabouts of your boyfriend, you simply brushed it off saying they had plans. this was your own way of pushing the curtains away.
so when the evening grew young and your mind slowly drifted to a place of comfort for your consoling heart. eren grew uneasy.
even at half past midnight with no calls or messages after the last, his hands guided themselves to his phone. his lips pursed in a straight line as he didnāt hear anything from you. he raised the phone to his ear, your contact appearing on his phone.
summary: sometimes having just a little bit of a sensitive s/o make Levi feel flattered that only he can be the one to soothe them.
levi internally sighed when he saw the sight.
(y/n) curled in a ball, their head buried in their knees and hands shielding their head. Levi tilted his head almost in amusement; the corners of his lips curved into a small smile.
How cute, he thought.
he shook his head before placing his hand gently on his partners head. thunder rumbled shortly after, making (y/n) quiver.
Timidly, they looked up at him with a sheepish smile. Levi clicked his tongue observing the environment.
a little fort was built with books, blankets and pillows around the living room. The power had been cut off ā much to Leviās āenjoymentā ā from the thunder storm.
āLevi do you want to come in?ā (Y/n) asked innocently, their eyes glued to his face.
His mouth gaped open before he looked around the living room, debating between his lovers childish offer and the mess around him.
Another strike of thunder echoed through the apartment, sending (Y/n) diving under another blanket.
Levi glanced back. Part of his heart ached and carefully as he could, he parted himself in between the blankets protected by the chair.
he was surprised, the fort was quite roomy. A torch from the cupboards was placed in the centre, allowing glimpses of light into the fortress. He leaned against the wall as he glanced to his left.
Levi would have found it somewhat distasteful but debated against picking on (y/n).
(Y/n) lifted the blanket; surprised but instinctively they drew themselves close to Leviās side. Levi looped his arm around them, pressing (y/n) closer to his chest.
The scent of fresh rain sat on his coat; the small tangy smell of brewing coffee followed. The coffee cups he had ordered before returning home, laid on the kitchen table. Untouched.
Another strike of lightning hit the ground making (Y/n) jump into Levi. Wrapping their legs around his waist and arms around his neck, glued like a bug.
Surprised by the sudden entanglement, Levi sighed. Gently placing his hand behind (Y/n)ās head, he pulled them closer.
He wasnāt commonly known to initate contact but in situations like so, he allowed it once. Only his touch seemingly soothed his partners fears.
Queitly ushering them to listen to him as heavy rain poured outside. He felt (Y/n) melt into his arms. His nose dug into their head, inhaling the fresh smell of shampoo. Much to his delight.
After some steady silence, (y/n)ās mind slowly pondered.
āHow did you get home so early?ā
Levi felt a cold sweat. Refusing to allow himself to tell the truth, he cleared his throat.
āI just didā he replied bluntly.
(Y/n) nodded digging their head further into his neck. Levi internally sighed.
Levi felt some flattery. His little person protected by him from the big, threatening thunder.
when will the damn power be back on, Levi thought to himself.
Prequel: at the coffee shop.
When Levi saw the drizzle of rain appear on the windows at the coffee shop, panic surged through him. He didnāt display it but coherently the sound of thunder meant trouble.
Instantly he was off in a dash, using his coat as a shield from the rain. His heels clicked against the footpath, rain soaking his coat. He didnāt care in the moment, right now he knew (Y/n) needed him.
would they be sobbing, hiding under the table again? he wasnāt too sure and prominently was praying (y/n) hadnāt hurt themselves from fright.
Fumbling and cursing with the apartment keys, Levi pushed passed the door. The lights were off and he felt the sense of relief to hear (y/n) call after him.
Genre: Fluff, possible angst | a/n: requests are open!
Involve: [aot males]
summary: how each aot male would react to a little hints of jealousy from reader.
reader is gender neutral.
Eren
would not notice it for a little while.
until he felt the heated glare from you or you giving it to somebody else on the opposite end.
would pat your head,
āstop glaring. it doesnāt look good on youā.
Wonāt say or address anything.
would eye you and keep you close waiting for the small head nudge into his back.
āyou feeling better?ā
A mumbled, āI guessā.
Eren takes it as a satisfied reply.
he pats your head and gives you small kisses.
āgood. now sit on my lap, you turn me on when youāre jealousā
Jean
Baby boy is clueless.
you would be pouting and grabbing onto his sleeve trying to pester away the person.
āhey are you feeling overwhelmed again? I can take you to the bathroom if you need to calm downā
would misinterpret the situation.
Would fret if youāre feeling overwhelmed or anxious because he understands and he slightly worries if the public scene is too much for you.
But it really just shifts away the jealousy bc dude this man is now telling everyone to move out the way :,)
In all honesty, youāll have to bluntly tell him and heāll be mixed between shock and flattered.
ā(Y/n). You only have my heartā
Connie
This one just takes the cake at captain oblivious.
Would honestly probably poke a joke at you.
āYou feeling clingy now? Damn shawty we havenāt even left the parking lotā
Instantly regrets it when he receives a glare or a slight pout.
āhey, hey hey. you know I didnāt mean itā
Coming clean about feeling jealous, Connie is silent.
Instead he just gives you a tight, big hug.
He gives you repeating kisses and doesnāt say much.
Makes you feel much better in the end.
Levi
Levi is a secured person. Heās not one to beat around the bush nor to tolerate any doubt from s/o.
Youāll have to most likely be an assertive person and understand he only wants you.
Itās natural however when an occasional person has become a little too physical and flirtatious with Levi, the small tightness in your chest would occur.
Heās not oblivious to this persons advancements and makes it painfully obvious that he is nowhere near interested.
When I mean painfully obvious I meant it ā he has already step nearly ten feet away from this person.
āstay away from meā
Cold and brash. very sexy
Would turn towards you, face bored.
ā(Y/n) what are you doing standing around? letās go home nowā
A small smile would cross your face.
Armin
Baby baby baby baby
heās observant so it would take less than a few glances for him to already have you figured out.
the occasional glare, holding tightly onto his arm and overall the intimidating aura youāre emitting around you.
He would be conflicted in how to properly address it as a) itās probably flustered him somewhat and b) he doesnāt want to come off harsh.
In return however heāll hold your hand a little tighter, pull you a lot closer and pat your head.
āDonāt worry Iām all yoursā
heāll say this shyly not fully addressing it but giving an understanding nod. whilst being all flushed red
Erwin
A GENTLEMAN YOU CANNOT ARGUE WITH ME.
He would be a little bit clueless not registering his s/o has been sulking silently.
āAre you okay my sweet? Did something happen?ā
Honestly itās just the genuineness this man gives that would instantly make you regret feeling jealous.
Heās shocked and flattered when you tell him that you were feeling a little bit agitated with the close proximity of a certain person.
He understands though.
Gently press a kiss to your head and pulling you into a hug.
āThere is nobody in the world that I could ever have replace youā
Many kisses afterwards and heās very vigilant on ensuring youāre comfortable.
While sitting on his lap of course as he gets through some work, cheeky man
pool blue: dumb things they would do during sex + eren, levi, armin, jean, porco
headcanon: dumb things they do during sex
ā¼ genre: nsfw themes. semi-crack. ā¼ tw: sex.
ā¼ ft. eren, armin, jean, levi & porco
eren: presses his fingers against your clit and gspot at the same time, says he's taking a screenshot. thinks it's so funny that he stops fingering you and gets flaccid bc of how hard he's laughing.
armin: he suggests roleplaying as teacher/student. start the night off with you saying "mr. arlert, i'm afraid you're failing my class" and end the night with him crying bc he's valedictorian and forgot that he had a crippling fear of failure.
jean: answers a call from his mom while he's balls deep inside you. it's sexy at first bc ooh don't get caught c; but it stopped being sexy when he stopped thrusting and started arguing with his mom.
levi: gets horny while working, initiates phone sex, says "give me a moment i'll just finish this document" then completely forgets he was trying to get laid.
porco: suggests a threesome, forgets you were there too.
+ summary: from tedious glances between humanityās strongest and a small village girl.
+ warning: fluff! some angst!
+ setting: AoT World! Female Reader!
note/ I thought of this at 11pm at night ;-; .
āāāāāāāāāā
the trotting of horses could be heard just before the villages entry. the sun had barely hit the afternoon; children were either mindlessly playing games on the street or working in the field. A heatwave was predicted to arrive somewhere in between now and later on.
The scout regiment had been ordered to help nearby villages in rebuilding or farming under the orders of Erwin ā another ulterior tactic to increase scout recruitment. Yet this village had become a favoured visiting and resting ground for the scouts.
Levi mumbled curses whilst heading towards the normal barnyards the horses were kept in. Despite itās shabby and run-down apperance; it had upheld perfection and some cleanliness regardless of it's stench.
(y/n) watched closely from the well. Her hands timidly holding onto the rope, heaving the bucket up. beads of sweat forming on the edges of her face ā possibly the worst time of the day to be out doing chores. (y/n) didn't mind however; it's all worth it.
Levi shook his head declining the offer the barnyard keeper had insisted previously. He jumped off of his saddle, leading the stallion into the barn.
(Y/n) bit her lip, eagerly studying the raven-haired male from behind. Each visit had became more interesting ā (y/n)ās heart, as she would describe, would jump in and out of her chest. Her hands would sweat and she could feel every fibre in her body explode whenever the pair connected stares.
Much to her disappointment, these intriguing visits had only did so little between (y/n)ās fascination with Levi. Her mouth would dry up and her body would act on itās own, taking leaps into the opposite direction Levi would walk.
āYou might as well call yourself a stalker!ā Her mother would yell.
(Y/n)ās hands slipped when Levi disappeared from her vision. The rope between her hands had sped up and in return gave a ghastly rashburn on her palms. (Y/n) yelled, cursing before grasping the rope again. She heaved again, bringing fourth the bucket of water to the stone edge of the well.
Her palms beginning to blister and droplets of sweat plummeting into the bucket of water.
She peered back to the barnyard and had briefly caught Levi strolling away, heading towards the castle reserved for the scouts. She sighed, knowing well enough that would likely be the last time she would see him before the next visit.
āDamn youā she muttered to the well before peering at her hands.
In annoyance, (y/n) winced grabbing the bucket. trotting back home.
Levi could feel her intense stare from behind. He waited a little longer than before, preparing for her arrival. Had she not stuck out like a sore thumb, Levi wouldnāt have bothered with his longevity appearances.
Before entering the village, Hange spoke about the small crush Levi had on the village girl. Thus naming the village as āLeviās favourite place in the worldā ā much to his disagreement.
āI bet sheāll be waiting for you at the well againā Hange teased.
Levi clicked his tongue, shoving his comerades head out of his face. Hange however was not wrong. Levi cursed when he saw (y/n) approaching the well.
Her hair was messily tied behind her, with strands hastily glued to her face. Levi noted that despite her sloppy apperance ā mud stains on her dress and hay resting in her hair ā she possessed a beautiful face. In spite of knowing little of this mysterious woman.
Yet he found himself silently enjoying the way she would crinkle her nose in between quarrels with market merchants or at times would glance between her work and the sky. Eyes glossed over, she would slowly reach her hand above like she was a bird gliding to the clouds.
A precious yet stubborn woman, he thought.
As he lead his horse into the barnyard he couldnāt help but peer back to the well. Being hidden behind the large doors gave him an advantage to watch (y/n) from afar. Her face winced in pain once she realised she had let go of the rope.
Levi chuckled.
Her eyes glistened with determination as her arms pulled the rope and bucket of water to the edge of the well. her hair glued to her face as the sun belt on her. Levi stared in awe.
he didnāt want to interrupt her chores and knew it was probably best for now to maintain the distance between them. as his mind was starting to draw inappropriate scenes between the two. Cursing to himself Levi walked away.
before entering the gates of the castle, Levi and (y/n) both took one last glance. Her small, disheveled figure stood on the route to her home as Levi stood still on the hill.
For the first time their eyes met and (y/n) could feel the similar sensation take place in her chest. Hastily turning away and starting her walk home, (y/n)ās mind could only recount to todayās events. She mumbled curses as her mind further lead astray.
Levi muttered another curse. His face turning away from the sun. Pink had slightly dusted across his cheeks as he mumbled more curses.
This look makes me so sad. Because itās a mixture of guilt and pain. Itās a āthis could have all been done differently and people didnāt have to dieā type of look. Armin knows that these people hate him, his friends, his home more than anything and theyāve made his survival harder but he also knows killing them makes him no better.
At the end of the day. Theyāre still people and children.
DUDE I just saw Levi in the new episode and Iām- so this is literally my reaction and my own imaginative reenactment of Leviās s/o reacting to his hair!
S/o reaction to Leviās new hair! [Levi x Reader].
Levi is firstly trying to smooth out strands of hair that he is seeming irritating or āout of placeā.
Heās not one to feel nervous or care heavy enough on what others may think of him but knowing his s/o hasnāt seen him in a while, this new look is starting to make him feel little bit antsy.
His s/o would walk through the door and Levi would be sitting at the table having tea as usual.
His s/o happily chats away to him asking how his day went and is preoccupied with packing stuff away like plates and left over cups.
Levi is sitting there in silence. Watching intensely as his s/o begins to notice his evasiveness. They turn around and ask him, āare you okay?ā
He watches as his s/o absorbs his different apperance. Their eyes move from him to his head.
He scoffs before taking another sip of tea.
Instantly his s/o is gliding their fingers through his hair and around his undercut.
Heās frozen at first, unexpected by the interaction followed by the intense silence from his s/o.
āNew haircut?ā
Levi nods looking up at his s/o. Realises theyāre so transfixed on his hair that they barely look at him.
They smile approvingly whilst nodding their head. They cup his face (which he does not necessarily like) and grin at him.
āYou look handsomeā
Levi would scoff but a small tinge of pink will dust his cheeks. He instructs them to now to finish what they were needing to do.
He softly smiles for a little while before turning back to his tea
āYou look handsome... I do look handsomeā he would mumble under his breath.
A lot of heavy fucking and hair pulling later on. Leviās definitely whispering, āyeah this dick is still the same. That hasnāt changedā.
ā Summary: Levi stumbled across (Y/n) laying on a hill. It was a long time ago when they onced had felt the same as before.
ā Warning: Angst, fluff included.
ā
Soft whistles of the wind wavered through the air. It was like a small, soft whisper that bended through the green hills. The walls casted a giant shadow that slowly inched by as the sun readied across the horizon. It was still the afternoon and the birds chirped quietly.
Levi threw the rope and tied the ropes around the tree. The stallion huffed and whined as Levi finished tying, turning he patted the horses head. Mumbling a few gentle words that eventually tamed the horses nature. Gently Levi left his hand from his loyal pets face and wondered around the tree and could see legs comfortably positioned on top of each other.
He rolled his eyes but silently approached the figure lying in the grass. Spring had just begun and daises appeared everywhere. Levi sent a small disgruntled noise, awakening (Y/n) from a deep thought.
(Y/n)ās arms were thrown behind their head and had shifted their body into a more relaxed state. Though their physical apperance looked like it was in a collected trance, (y/n)ās eyes casted a different look. A very dark and deep in thought look that opposed their trance. Levi skeptically studied their face before (y/n) rolled to their side sparing a glance at him.
āAre you going to sit down?ā
Levi hesitated for a moment. His eyes darted between the empty space of grass beside (y/n) and then back to them. He couldāve buckled down and done it had there been a layer of protection between him and the muddy ground. (Y/n) noted,
āJust use my coatā they pointed towards the small pile up of their clothes sitting idly on a stump nearby.
Levi scoffed rejecting the offer before placing his scout coat before the ground. Slowly he placed himself ontop, frequently shifting around to gain more comfort. (Y/n) sent a soft smile before turning back to the sky they were before watching. Leviās hands clasped as his arms sat ontop of his legs. His eyes inspected the scenery as both individuals sat in silence.
āThank you for sparing some time for meā (y/n) mumbled, their eyes suddenly inspecting the tiny bug on the side. āI know how busy you areā.
Levi scoffed but felt some sense of appreciation melt into his body like a warm ooze. There was so little time that was spent between these two. Occasional night trips and tedious glances towards each other was the most they could ever have.
Maybe it was because with Erwinās and their fellow comerades death they both had drifted into a different world before. Both in different states of grief. And with the scout regiment taking a greater toll with Erwinās recent and last gamble, Levi became more immersed into his line of work. And with the remaining few, it was only timely before they all had to venture out of safety again. Venture into the mouths that would eat them.
āI canāt remember a time where it was just like thisā (Y/n) mumbled breaking the silence, āseemed so long agoā.
āYes it doesā Levi paused, turning his head he watched (Y/n) close their eyes.
(Y/n) opened their eyes, gazing into the clouds that flowed above them. Their hand slowly reached out as if to grasp them in mid air. Levi watched intently knowing this was a way (Y/n) could express part of their thoughts. Their hand slowly coiled back to their chest when they realised everything was too far away.
Levi leaned back his hands fidiling with the grass behind him. His eyes glossed over as he thought about his friends who had long passed. Where did the time go, he thought.ļæ¼
(Y/n) watched in awe, Levi was always stoic and serious and in glimpses like this. They could witness a more vulnerable Levi. But they couldnāt blame him, this line of work was horrific and it wasnāt entirely his fault when he suddenly shut them out. There was a timeframe and a thought of a wedding years earlier, Levi was once reluctant about it. (Y/n) smiled at the spring of the memory. But then Furlan and Isabelās death transformed him into a much distant person and eventually the idea was cut loose. (Y/n) still knew the love between the two had remained, it survived even after all these years. Even after all their families and friends unfortunate endings.
Leviās eyes studied the clouds as they morphed into various shaped. He noted that (Y/n) had stopped pushing for the idea of a wedding years ago after the death of his family. He knew he had become withdrawn and the flamboyant appearances deep in the night had stopped. (Y/n) wasnāt one to overstep, alike Levi they understood others take time and needed space.
āDo you think they know?ā (Y/n) asked as they gazed back to the blue sky, their eyes glossed over in thought.
Levi turned his head to (y/n). The way they were positioned made his heart hammer into his chest. The fresh daises decorated around them as stands of (y/n)ās hair softly laid against the grass like roots from a tree. Their mouths partially opened as their eyes occasionally fluttered shut. Their nose slightly tinged red and their skin had radiated the sunlight off of them. It was like reliving the first moment Levi knew it was love. Their eyes connected and (Y/n) patiently awaited an answer.
āYeah I think they knowā Levi replied, his hand reached out slowly toying the strands of (y/n)ās hair.
Satisfied with his reply (y/n) went back to gazing. Their mind felt as though it was cleared from the misery and despair. Like a boat finally sailing after a terrible storm.
Levi saw the change in (y/n)ās body and understood they had felt better with his reply. Losing Farlan and Isabel mightāve cause friction between the two for a while yet they both knew it was timely before they would be back into each otherās arms, whispering sweet things again.
āIf i die Levi. Donāt worry much about where you bury meā (Y/n) muttered, āand donāt beat yourself up about itā.
Levi nodded his head yet had still felt the slice of fear cut into him. (Y/n) was brilliant. They were swift and light in all missions. It took after a few close ones for Levi to finally stop worrying about their safety but the fear still lingered in the back of his mind.
(Y/n)ās hand reached for Leviās hand bringing him forth from his thoughts. It didnāt surprise him. Their hands slowly enclapsed together, fingers woven together precisely. (Y/n) sent a warm smile.
A comfortable silence overcame them and it was though the world of misery, pain and death had washed behind them for a minute. This was only just a small portion of their freedom they had used.
A memory that will slowly be reflected back on in the deepest of nights.
Helllllloooooo! I hope you are have a wonderful day. I am here to ask if you whould do a Hanji x reader cuddling HC.
Iām going to sob. Iām having a wonderful day and I hope you stay safe! Have a Merry Xmas!
Hanji x Reader cuddling!
Cuddles with Hanji would include:
Hanji would wrap their arms around your head and have you positioned in between their chest and below their neck.
They will be chatting about their day and what they had discovered.
If their s/o was having a bad day. Hanji would be quiet and be listenning to them if they had concerns.
There will be an occasional kiss on the top of their s/o head.
The positions would swap and their s/o would be on their side. Hanji would loop their arms onto their s/oās side and have their hand on their butt. Will sometimes grip their ass.
āHanji!ā
āSorry I couldnāt help itā
Probably falls asleep with their s/o in their arms.
A lot of touching though.
Hanji would probably pushing strands of hair out of their and their s/oās face.
A lot of kisses.
When their s/o falls asleep on them, Hanji probably watches them and wants to kiss them but doesnāt want to bother them. So they just smother them.
Can you do a headcanon of the veterans (Levi, Erwin, Hanji and Mike) of how they cry please? And thanks for your effort šš¼š§š»āāļøšš»āāļø I will be sending this message several times because I think Tumblr is eating my messages
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Veterans Headcanons on how each cries! (Levi, Erwin, Hanji & Mike).
Levi
I would believe something he had feared for such a long time or something that has built up for a while would make Levi break down into tears. When he lost Farlan and Isabel, his first reaction was absolute shock. Heās a usually collected person but to get him to begin crying would be a built up of things and a huge loss. But here would be noticeable features:
A lot of shallow and heavy gasps. Almost panic-liked but theyāre prolonged, as if he is choking. His mind and his body have already separated due to the pure shock.
Then the pure midst of anger and deep sadness whirls in. A lot of relooking back at the situation, if thereās a threat he seeās. He already has eliminated that threat.
Heās silent throughout the time his emotions are being processed. This is like raw emotion.
I think if Levi was out per say, he would be able to compose himself. Probably giving off pure dark aura vibes. Most likely goes somewhere quiet and distant to actually cry.
Blurs of tears become visible and heās angry.
Heās sobbing quietly but harshly whilst gripping his hair . An occasional yell between sobs, mainly directed at the world.
Afterwards, he probably just curls up and or is sitting down against the wall. Tears have stopped but his face is red.
Possibly a bottle of liquor in his free hand as he begins contemplating everything.
Finally before the night ends, he just grovels. Revenge, guilt, everything is amplified and is tucked away.
Levi definitely becomes obsessed with feelings like revenge and guilt. I donāt think he is one to accept death or betrayal lightly, he looks for answers and acts upon his reaction. Evidently becoming obsessed with feelings of revenge, guilt and anger.
Probably cleans his surroundings to help cope with the emotions.
Erwin
To have Erwin break down physically sobbing, would be like Levi. It would have to be a build of numerous feelings and experiences and no resolution being fixed.
Head in hands. Heās firstly trying to soothe himself, his mind is beginning to go into shambles.
Might croak a few chuckles when he realises he is unable to change what had happened/situation and is finding none-to little satisfying resolution.
I think to truly upset Erwin is when something so signiciant is being put on the line with little to no resolution being there. It would have to happen quick as well.
Unlike happy crying which would only occur with Erwin when itās the birth of his children.
He physically cries with his head in his hands. Itās a soft few and deep gasps in between with his hands digging into his hair.
It takes a little bit of a while for him to stop and eventually he slows down.
Afterwards, I think he becomes tired. Lies on his bed for a while contemplating and in ways his mind probably begins to process the early stages of grief.
Hanji
Hanji seems to be a very collected and able to navigate their feelings quite strongly. They wouldnāt have outbursts of genuine sobbing like some HC make them to be. I see them being able to understand how they feel and find some resolution to cope with their feelings. However it doesnāt mean they do not cry, they are human after all.
Itāll bluntly start off slow, a creeping sensation resting on their chest like a heavy rock.
Hanji first is trying to ignore it. Coming up with reasonable thoughts, trying to understand why they are feeling this way.
If they had lost someone very significant in front of them per say, Hanji will definitely acknowledge those feelings.
First Hanji is fixated on dealing with the problem head on; this does encounter a lot of overwhelming feelings. At first they assume they can ārip it off the bandaidā in a single go.
This doesnāt work. Grief and guilt seep through and Hanji is beginning to tremble. Theyāre trying their best to calm down but evidently itās not proving to work.
Hanji slowly begins to cry. Their hands hiding their face as small, quiet sobs emit into the space. Itās like a small cry.
After a while they get back up and continue with what is more important now.
Hanji probably processes their emotions differently. Theyāre able to understand how they feel and able to continue with the important aspects of their life. Doesnāt mean they cannot feel things.
Mike
I havenāt thought much about Mike crying. I think it will mainly be about something so shocking I.e, his s/o passing away during childbirth. Something so trivial and unforeseen would probably make him break down cry.
It starts off with shock. His whole body is in shock and he can feel the deep pits of his stomach churn.
Warm, hot tears begin to blur his vision. His hands begin trembling. Trying to wipe them profusely.
He sits down and just stares at the ground as tears begin to drop one by one.
Heās trying his hardest to look for a reasonable answer to stop himself from crying.
He wouldnāt openly or publicly be sobbing. He would most likely be in his dorm or somewhere private.
At first heās sobbing, then heās yelling and the scent of salt from his tears are blocking his nose.
He calms down after a while but is still sniffling. His mind is in pieces. Heās trying to regain himself and pull him back into reality. Heās mulling over significant things that need taken care of.
Say his s/o passed away giving birth to their child, heās already cradling the baby. His eyes are red and he studies the babies sleeping features. His hand is softly stroking their head. Heās now become determined to protect this baby with his life. Probably develops a paranoid fear of losing him.
Mike will most likely will not cry again. Afterwards heās just blank. Improvement or not, he gains more tolerance.
