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summary: the first thing Levi sees when he wakes up is you.
tags/warnings: injured!Levi/reader, soft!levi, fluff, hurt/comfort
wc: 750 (excerpt from call my name)
You lean back against the tree behind you, eyeing Levi from the corner of your eye. You reach out to touch his hair, running your fingers through the smooth strands. “You idiot,” you mumble. “That move with the thunderspear was stupid. But I guess you already know that, right?”
You feel a little silly talking to an unconscious person. Still, you keep going. “Just promise me you’ll wake up soon, alright?”
With a wistful smile, you pull your hand away. Or rather, you would have if a hand hadn’t suddenly snatched your wrist, keeping you in place.
You gasp.
Because when you look down at Levi again, his one uncovered eye is wide open and directed at you. He opens his mouth, making the stitches pull at the tender skin on his lips. “I…heard your voice…”
You just continue to look at him for a moment. But then, it all hits you.
He’s awake. Levi’s awake.
You throw yourself at him and only recall last second to take care not to crush him.
It’s weird. Having to be careful with Levi.
You grab the hand clutched around your wrist and take it into your own, bringing your lips to his bandaged knuckles.
His lips twitch weakly before he winces in pain. You can feel his body tense, his hand in yours clenching. Meanwhile, you just sit there, overwhelmed with so much relief that it almost feels like you’re floating.
After a moment, he regains his bearings. His eye scans your body in that assessing way he’s doing after every battle, every mission. You sit completely still, letting him do his thing.
When he’s satisfied, his gaze lands on your face. His eye softens. “I’m glad…that you’re alright.”
You press your lips together. “Levi. You throw yourself in front of a fucking thunderspear for me. And that’s all you have to say?”
“Yes, so? That was the whole point of throwing myself in front of a thunderspear, after all,” he says dryly.
Tears gather in the corners of your eyes. You blink them away, angry. “Don’t you get it? You can’t just – I can’t–“ You pause, taking a deep, shuddering intake of breath before continuing, “I can’t lose you too!”
Levi just looks at you.
You immediately feel bad. All anger seeps out of you, as fast as it had appeared and instead, you just feel like a complete jerk. “I’m sorry,” you whisper.
“It’s alright.”
You stare at each other for another long moment. Then, you slowly lean closer, bracing yourself on each side of him, careful not to put your weight on him. “Do you think,” you whisper, “that I can kiss you?”
His eye glints in the darkness and when he doesn’t say anything, you gently brush your lips against the corner of his mouth, taking care to stay away from the stitches running across his lips.
A small, contented sigh escapes him, and he reaches out a hand to cup your jaw. The bandages feel rough on your skin, but you still cherish the closeness. “Do you want something to eat?” you ask. “At least drink something.”
He accepts the waterskin from you, and you help support his head while he drinks. He grumbles something along the lines of “not touching Four-Eyes cooking with a ten-foot pole,” but begrudgingly accepts your offer of food when you tell him you made it.
With your back to Levi so he can’t complain about you coddling him, you scoop some leftover stew into a bowl, using the back of a spoon to mash the roots and cut the meat into smaller pieces to make it easier for him to eat.
His bandaged hands are clumsy and stiff, and when you hand him the food, he almost drops it. But before you can so much as offer to help him, he scowls, “I’m not some helpless brat that needs feeding.”
“I know,” you say.
He just huffs before proceeding to eat the food. When he’s finished, you take the bowl from him, fluff the makeshift pillow he’s resting on and pull a blanket around him. You know you’re pushing your luck with the coddling when you tell him to get some sleep – a sentence you’ve said to him at least once a day for the past four years, if not for longer.
But to your surprise, he doesn’t scoff or wave you off as usual. Instead, he hums lightly, lashes fluttering as he closes his eye. “I’ll try,” he murmurs. “For you.”
snippet from chapter 59 also uploaded to ao3<3
masterlists: more excerpts | more of my Levi works
summary: the first thing Levi sees when he wakes up is you.
tags/warnings: injured!Levi/reader, soft!levi, fluff, hurt/comfort
wc: 750 (excerpt from call my name)
You lean back against the tree behind you, eyeing Levi from the corner of your eye. You reach out to touch his hair, running your fingers through the smooth strands. “You idiot,” you mumble. “That move with the thunderspear was stupid. But I guess you already know that, right?”
You feel a little silly talking to an unconscious person. Still, you keep going. “Just promise me you’ll wake up soon, alright?”
With a wistful smile, you pull your hand away. Or rather, you would have if a hand hadn’t suddenly snatched your wrist, keeping you in place.
You gasp.
Because when you look down at Levi again, his one uncovered eye is wide open and directed at you. He opens his mouth, making the stitches pull at the tender skin on his lips. “I…heard your voice…”
You just continue to look at him for a moment. But then, it all hits you.
He’s awake. Levi’s awake.
You throw yourself at him and only recall last second to take care not to crush him.
It’s weird. Having to be careful with Levi.
You grab the hand clutched around your wrist and take it into your own, bringing your lips to his bandaged knuckles.
His lips twitch weakly before he winces in pain. You can feel his body tense, his hand in yours clenching. Meanwhile, you just sit there, overwhelmed with so much relief that it almost feels like you’re floating.
After a moment, he regains his bearings. His eye scans your body in that assessing way he’s doing after every battle, every mission. You sit completely still, letting him do his thing.
When he’s satisfied, his gaze lands on your face. His eye softens. “I’m glad…that you’re alright.”
You press your lips together. “Levi. You throw yourself in front of a fucking thunderspear for me. And that’s all you have to say?”
“Yes, so? That was the whole point of throwing myself in front of a thunderspear, after all,” he says dryly.
Tears gather in the corners of your eyes. You blink them away, angry. “Don’t you get it? You can’t just – I can’t–“ You pause, taking a deep, shuddering intake of breath before continuing, “I can’t lose you too!”
Levi just looks at you.
You immediately feel bad. All anger seeps out of you, as fast as it had appeared and instead, you just feel like a complete jerk. “I’m sorry,” you whisper.
“It’s alright.”
You stare at each other for another long moment. Then, you slowly lean closer, bracing yourself on each side of him, careful not to put your weight on him. “Do you think,” you whisper, “that I can kiss you?”
His eye glints in the darkness and when he doesn’t say anything, you gently brush your lips against the corner of his mouth, taking care to stay away from the stitches running across his lips.
A small, contented sigh escapes him, and he reaches out a hand to cup your jaw. The bandages feel rough on your skin, but you still cherish the closeness. “Do you want something to eat?” you ask. “At least drink something.”
He accepts the waterskin from you, and you help support his head while he drinks. He grumbles something along the lines of “not touching Four-Eyes cooking with a ten-foot pole,” but begrudgingly accepts your offer of food when you tell him you made it.
With your back to Levi so he can’t complain about you coddling him, you scoop some leftover stew into a bowl, using the back of a spoon to mash the roots and cut the meat into smaller pieces to make it easier for him to eat.
His bandaged hands are clumsy and stiff, and when you hand him the food, he almost drops it. But before you can so much as offer to help him, he scowls, “I’m not some helpless brat that needs feeding.”
“I know,” you say.
He just huffs before proceeding to eat the food. When he’s finished, you take the bowl from him, fluff the makeshift pillow he’s resting on and pull a blanket around him. You know you’re pushing your luck with the coddling when you tell him to get some sleep – a sentence you’ve said to him at least once a day for the past four years, if not for longer.
But to your surprise, he doesn’t scoff or wave you off as usual. Instead, he hums lightly, lashes fluttering as he closes his eye. “I’ll try,” he murmurs. “For you.”
snippet from chapter 59 also uploaded to ao3<3
masterlists: more excerpts | more of my Levi works
summary: the first thing Levi sees when he wakes up is you.
tags/warnings: injured!Levi/reader, soft!levi, fluff, hurt/comfort
wc: 750 (excerpt from call my name)
You lean back against the tree behind you, eyeing Levi from the corner of your eye. You reach out to touch his hair, running your fingers through the smooth strands. “You idiot,” you mumble. “That move with the thunderspear was stupid. But I guess you already know that, right?”
You feel a little silly talking to an unconscious person. Still, you keep going. “Just promise me you’ll wake up soon, alright?”
With a wistful smile, you pull your hand away. Or rather, you would have if a hand hadn’t suddenly snatched your wrist, keeping you in place.
You gasp.
Because when you look down at Levi again, his one uncovered eye is wide open and directed at you. He opens his mouth, making the stitches pull at the tender skin on his lips. “I…heard your voice…”
You just continue to look at him for a moment. But then, it all hits you.
He’s awake. Levi’s awake.
You throw yourself at him and only recall last second to take care not to crush him.
It’s weird. Having to be careful with Levi.
You grab the hand clutched around your wrist and take it into your own, bringing your lips to his bandaged knuckles.
His lips twitch weakly before he winces in pain. You can feel his body tense, his hand in yours clenching. Meanwhile, you just sit there, overwhelmed with so much relief that it almost feels like you’re floating.
After a moment, he regains his bearings. His eye scans your body in that assessing way he’s doing after every battle, every mission. You sit completely still, letting him do his thing.
When he’s satisfied, his gaze lands on your face. His eye softens. “I’m glad…that you’re alright.”
You press your lips together. “Levi. You throw yourself in front of a fucking thunderspear for me. And that’s all you have to say?”
“Yes, so? That was the whole point of throwing myself in front of a thunderspear, after all,” he says dryly.
Tears gather in the corners of your eyes. You blink them away, angry. “Don’t you get it? You can’t just – I can’t–“ You pause, taking a deep, shuddering intake of breath before continuing, “I can’t lose you too!”
Levi just looks at you.
You immediately feel bad. All anger seeps out of you, as fast as it had appeared and instead, you just feel like a complete jerk. “I’m sorry,” you whisper.
“It’s alright.”
You stare at each other for another long moment. Then, you slowly lean closer, bracing yourself on each side of him, careful not to put your weight on him. “Do you think,” you whisper, “that I can kiss you?”
His eye glints in the darkness and when he doesn’t say anything, you gently brush your lips against the corner of his mouth, taking care to stay away from the stitches running across his lips.
A small, contented sigh escapes him, and he reaches out a hand to cup your jaw. The bandages feel rough on your skin, but you still cherish the closeness. “Do you want something to eat?” you ask. “At least drink something.”
He accepts the waterskin from you, and you help support his head while he drinks. He grumbles something along the lines of “not touching Four-Eyes cooking with a ten-foot pole,” but begrudgingly accepts your offer of food when you tell him you made it.
With your back to Levi so he can’t complain about you coddling him, you scoop some leftover stew into a bowl, using the back of a spoon to mash the roots and cut the meat into smaller pieces to make it easier for him to eat.
His bandaged hands are clumsy and stiff, and when you hand him the food, he almost drops it. But before you can so much as offer to help him, he scowls, “I’m not some helpless brat that needs feeding.”
“I know,” you say.
He just huffs before proceeding to eat the food. When he’s finished, you take the bowl from him, fluff the makeshift pillow he’s resting on and pull a blanket around him. You know you’re pushing your luck with the coddling when you tell him to get some sleep – a sentence you’ve said to him at least once a day for the past four years, if not for longer.
But to your surprise, he doesn’t scoff or wave you off as usual. Instead, he hums lightly, lashes fluttering as he closes his eye. “I’ll try,” he murmurs. “For you.”
snippet from chapter 59 also uploaded to ao3<3
masterlists: more excerpts | more of my Levi works
tysm for the tag @niki-yoshhhhh I love tag games!!<3<3
1. Something that might surprise your moots about you 👀
in my closest family of four we have the total number of four nationalities/countries represented
2. Your favorite drink/soda 🥤
raspberry soda, corn silk tea, watermelon juice, coffee, bubble tea, yuzu-anything...the list is too long lol
3. A activity or hobby you do ✍🏻
writing, reading, traditional + digital art, playing the violin
4. A TV show/movie you're watching rn 🍿
jjk s3 XD
5. A book you're reading 📖
just started on Murtagh by Christopher Paolini
6. Your favorite dessert 🍫
atm ice cream, but cookies and chocolate were my favs for the longest time before
np tags: @oikarma @cleiney @nick-knackwrites @veratrance @urbandeity @levionlyyours @aphroditaeon @bear-and-honey @lordalastar @dont-rainonme @starfallenlevi @inkedwhimsee @deliriously-donna and anyone else who wants to participate! (and if you'd prefer not to be tagged in the future, pls lmk<3)
me imagining levi closing his eyes when you suck him off because if he first saw you kneeling in front of him with your mouth stuffed full of his cock, he’d cum on the spot
and maybe, he’d throw his head back too, throat bobbing, one hand curled in your hair, tugging while his hips buck, even as he tries his damn hardest not just to fuck your mouth senselessly
me imagining levi closing his eyes when you suck him off because if he first saw you kneeling in front of him with your mouth stuffed full of his cock, he’d cum on the spot
Hi friends! After laboring over this fic over the past month and a half, I think it's finally ready to publish! I haven't posted a multi-chapter fic since 2017 and this is the first time I actually have enough written out to do regular updates 👀 I will be posting both on here and on AO3 and should be updating every Saturday, generally around 5pm CST :)
✧ pairing ➼ levi ackerman x fem!reader, college x coffee shop x roommates!au
✧ summary ➼ After you find yourself plagued with misfortune due to struggles in your personal and family life, you find yourself needing to move last minute. As a junior in undergrad with little money and little social support, you considered yourself lucky when you found a sublease that was close to campus and was relatively cheap. Unfortunately, it seemed that your roommate did not seem to be so excited regarding your presence.
✧ content/warnings ➼ fluff, slowburn, enemies to lovers (sorta), strangers to lovers, idiots in love (eventually), fem!reader, mentions of alcohol, eventual smut, regular mentions of grief, mention of minor character deaths, angst, hurt/comfort, mentions of blood and injury, will continue to add as more stuff comes up
Preview:
After a long day at work, Levi was more than irritated when he heard a knock on his door. It was well into the evening, so he had no idea who would have the audacity to be bothering him this late.
A frown appeared on his face as he looked at the person in front of him in confusion.
"What the hell?" he muttered as he saw an equally confused expression appear on your face.
That annoying undergrad from this afternoon?
"Did you follow me home?"
You raised an eyebrow at him. The last person you had expected to be greeted with was the grumpy barista that you had the misfortune of interacting with earlier in the day.
"Did you?" you retorted.
Levi scoffed.
"How the hell would I have followed you home if I was here first?"
He cursed to himself as he recalled the monologue you gave him earlier on in the day.
You had said that you had to suffer on a bus ride and couldn't get in contact with your new roommate to get keys to the unit. Now that you were standing in front of the door to his apartment, his frown only grew.
Your eyes widened as you finally put together the pieces.
"Wait," you asked, shaking your head slightly. "Are you-?"
"I guess so," Levi responded with an unamused sigh.
"Fuck."
if you're interested in getting tagged, fill out my taglist form! this is a new one specifically for this fic :)
Hi bee, I’m quite the fan of call my name! I just finished binge reading it last night and wondered if you have a specific time when you update on sundays.
ty girl, you’re doing us all a service with that masterpiece of a fic 🤭
aaggsjjfkfkghh TYSM dear anon🫶🫶 This message just made my day🙂↔️
As for when I update, then it’s usually around evening (GMT) — BUT I am on vacation on the other side of the world for the next 3 weeks so it might be earlier in the day (GMT) which would be evening where I am atm.
EDIT: earlier OR later than usual lol
Again, tysm for this sweet message, hope you’re having a lovely day/night<3
Imagine Levi kissing you in the dark night during expeditions when no one's around, all of the other Scouts are already asleep. Both of you have some spare time to sneak in the trees. Him pouring out every emotion he was waiting all day to give through this kiss.
PAIRING: Levi Ackerman/Reader
RATING: 18+ (violence, eventual nsfw)
STATUS: Ongoing
Amusement reads in the small twitch of his lips. A hand cups your jaw as Levi guides you down from where you lean over his seat, the kiss short but grounding.
“Shoot straight,” he murmurs once he pulls away, grey eyes fixed on you. You smile.
“I always do.”
-+-
Or, alternatively — after a set of mysterious bullets are recovered following the breach in Trost, you join the Survey Corps as an engineer tasked with studying and replicating them. But as you learn about the bullets, the titans and the very nature of the world you live in, the sleeping dogs of your past begin to wake, dragging up with them the long-buried truths you’ve been desperately searching for to the surface.
TAGS: major character death, slow burn (and I mean SLOW burn), eventual romance, eventual smut, canon-typical violence, reader is an engineer, girls with guns, balls & galas, protective Levi Ackerman denial of feelings, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, plot heavy, PTSD/trauma, mystery, canon divergence (in some parts)
Read here on AO3 | Fandom Masterlist | AOT Masterlist
CHAPTERS: one | two | three | four | five
[ This is a rewrite of my fic Bullets, Tea & Bruises, which I had shared solely on AO3 back in 2021. The original was incomplete and has since been removed with the hopes that this rewrite does it justice! ]
@dont-rainonme do not copy, translate or feed my work into ai
cock warming but they press a vibrator to your clit, making you cum over and over and over again until they end up cumming from the sensation of your muscles pulsing and spasming around them alone.
personally i had a really hard time trying to make dividers so i'm making this to hopefully help others who may be having the same problems as me.
1. Programs
i like to use clip studio paint since that is what i have but there are other free options too like: Photopea (free, browser), Canva (free, browser),IBIS Paint (free, ios/android), ect...
2. Canvas Sizes
this is where i struggled the most since it can be hard to judge how something will look in a post vs how it looks when you're making it. i put together some "guideline" dividers so its easier to see how things will look:
^ small divider 2000 x 40px ( good for pixel art )
^ medium divider 2000 x 100px (good for small doodles)
^ large/ medium divider 2000 x 140px (small text and drawings)
^ large divider 3000 x 225px ( good for titles )
obviously you don't have to follow these exactly but they are a good reference for what looks good at different sizes
3. Saving
the way that you save your drawings will affect how they look if you want parts to be "clear/ see through" make sure to save in .png these files may be a little bit bigger but they will keep any transparent parts of your divider / drawing.
^ a good example of this is my star divider
if you're ok with having no transparent parts/ a solid colour, pattern divider you can save in .jpg these files are smaller than .png so are good if you don't have a lot of space on your device.
All of the above "size example" dividers are .jpg so they don't have any transparent parts.
[Side note: if you have transparent parts in your drawing but save it in .jpg they will become white]
i hope that this was a helpful little tutorial, i didn't go through everything but i tried to give some good starting points!
