Little animation of Levi putting his hair up just because.
Thx @dirtylevi for giving me the idea of drawing ponytail-Levi, the animation is extra! Second time ever animating anything, so there’s a lot of issues but I’m too damn tired to spend anymore time on it for now. Also bare chest because I couldn’t be bothered to animate clothing as well. enjoy!
Story : levi never fails to show you his love for you
Words : 870
" come back idiot " he said lazily while you were walking back home from the market
you turned your head to look at him giving him a glare that was like 'catch me if you can'
You knew levi was much faster and stronger than you, yet you risked to challenge him. He was pretending to be mad at you for stealing his jacket and run away with it. You loved his clothes and you would always borrow his hoodies, especially when they smell like him
As you turned your head around to run farther away, you felt hands being wrapped around your belly. Levi had already caught up to you, it was for sure a piece of cake for him and he doesn't understand why you underestimated him. He picked you up and dropped you in his shoulders like a towel or a piece of cloth and held you from the back of your knees
" LEVIII I CAN WALK ON MY OWN " you said loudly as you were hitting his back playfully
he ignored you and continued walking till you finally got home and let you down
" took you long enough shawty "
" tch, stop that "
You enter the house and get greeted by your dog levi. It was your idea to name him levi, since he had dark fur, with a bored expression in his face and was always barking. He was really cute though and you knew your dog loved the both of you, even if he acted like he didn't like stroking him and cuddling with him. On the other hand, levi of course didn't like this amazing idea of yours but he never refused to stroke him.
When you finally finished tidying up all the stuff you bought from the market, you went to sit next to levi on the couch. Both of you took off your clothes and wore something comfy since you didn't have anything else to do for the rest of the day. You put your head on his shoulder and he rested his head on top of yours. He put his hand behind you so he could bring you closer to his chest and you could snuggle closer to him too. As the both of you were relaxing in each others arms, he suddenly felt something cold. He lowers his head to look at you, only to find out that you had put your feet under his ass
" ... "
" brat. "
" what >.< " you said innocently pretending to not know what happened
" ... take your feet away from my ass ... "
" but it's warm ... "
he gave you a glare and you quickly placed your legs on top of his
After some time of cuddling, you felt small taps on your leg. It was levi, your dog who wanted desperately some hugs too.
You looked at him in awe as he looked adorable and picked him up and placed him on your lap. You stroked his back lovely, and your boyfriend gave him some headpats softly. You got jealous because you love Levi's headpats and looked at him with big puppy dog eyes. He got the message and stroked your head too with his other hand.
Levi decided to change places. He put your dog on the floor and picked you up bridal style, and carried you to the bedroom. You secretly loved it when he did that, but he knew it. After letting you lay on the bed carefully, he laid next to you and put the covers over the two of you. You laid on top of him and he hugged you tightly from your lower back as you nuzzled your head on his chest. He was always so warm, and sometimes when he wakes up earlier than you, you feel lonely because he is always there to warm you up. Even if you have enough blankets, levi is better than all of them. He kissed your forehead and you immediately melt
After a while, you placed your chin on top of his chest so you could look at him better. He was so handsome and you couldn't stop looking at him once you started doing it. He started giving small pecks on your nose and you felt your cheeks growing warmer. You were cuddling with levi almost everyday. In the beginning he was very awkward and didn't really know what to do, but now he enjoys your company very much. Sometimes he still feels weird because he is not used to that kind of thing, but physical affection became very important for him
He rarely says 'i love you' , but you don't mind because you can see it through his actions. When he scolds you for forgetting to eat, when he brings you tea or when you are going for small walks together. In these cases none of you talk, you are just walking in a comfortable silence enjoying the view around you and each others company, and sometimes your hands would slightly touch when walking next to him. One of the moments you know he really loves you through his actions, is now. He didn't really say anything but he hugged you close to him and you felt loved. both of you closed your eyes and drifted to sleep slowly .
ok I think we all know that Levi is a clean freak. Covid would probably be one of the worst things for him lmaooo 😭
he would always wear his mask properly outside, no matter where he is. He would probably put another 5 masks in his bag too, just in case
he would wash his hands everytime he touched something, he would even spray his self when he gets back home from somewhere
my boi levi hates germs. I imagine him carrying around hand sanitizers and disinfectant wipes so he can clean every surface
he would yell to strangers if they wore their mask in a wrong way or didn't keep their social distancing. Atleast 2 meters long lmao
and lastly, the only reason for Levi to go outside is food and of course cleaning supplies. He would have a bunch of masks and hand sanitizers kept in his house so he won't worry if he ever run out of them
Mikasa Ackerman
she wouldn't really care for herself but she would be really careful only because she doesn't want others to get ill, especially her friends
she would wash her hands everytime she got back home from outside and message ereh to remind him to wash his hands too
she wouldn't really care about the social distancing but if someone doesn't care about covid in general she would throw hands
and she would always make sure ereh is fine and carry an extra mask in case he forgets to take one on his own
Eren Jeager
he would probably wear his mask under his nose or forget to wash his hands because he doesn't have enough time to care about it lmao don't come at me
he wouldn't keep his social distances nor wear his mask properly and Levi would whoop his ass
but of course he doesn't t want his friends to get ill too so he is trying to be more careful around them and carry a hand sanitizer too
and of course he would be annoyed by mikasa's actions because he thinks that she is overreacting and that he can take care of his self
Jean Kirstein
he would most likely say that covid doesn't even exist lmao 😭 ok but i'm 100% sure that this is something he would say
he would always forget to wear a mask or wear it under his nose too, saying that he can't breathe easily
he wouldn't carry a hand sanitizer with him or anything else but he would wash his hands as much as he can because his friends scold him
he would also throw hands with Eren because others say that they are alike and he doesn't like being compared to the "suicidal maniac"
Sasha Braus
ok but i'm pretty sure that her mask would always be dirty from her food or she wouldn't wear a mask at all because she can't eat when she is wearing one
but when she is in a crowded place she would wear her mask properly because she cares for others and doesn't want them to get harmed in any way
she would always forget the hand sanitizer but mikasa has Sasha's back too
and lastly I believe that Sasha and Connie would have matching masks because they are besties lol
Connie Springer
he definitely doesn't know how to wear his mask or he wears it upside down
he would pour a lot of hand sanitizer in his hands for once saying that it's enough and his hands are clean enough
he would try to be very careful but he always gets distracted from something
he wouldn't care about social distancing and he would always be close to Sasha to make jokes or pull a prank
and as I said above, he would have matching masks with Sasha. Only then he would wear his mask properly because he wants to show off lol
Armin Arlert
Armin might not be a clean freak but he would be as careful as his captain
he would always carry extra masks for his friends because he cares about them
he would never wear his mask wrong, and would politely ask others to do that too
he is lowkey afraid of covid so he would try to mantain social distancing even from his friends too
he would carry a lot of hand sanitizers with him to make sure he is clean
Hange Zoe
oh damn this madwoman wouldn't even understand
there is no way she would wear a mask because she would always get distracted by something random and forget it
levi gets disgusted from her and scold her ofc or shout at her to get washed
she would most likely do experiments and bring ill people to her laboratory to examine them and find everything about it
moblit wouldn't be really satisfied by her actions because he is afraid of covid too and wants Hange to be safe but he wouldn't really mind, since he is always there to remind her to wash her hands
Erwin Smith
oof you should be ready for him giving a speech and theories about covid everyday
masks and disinfectant wipes are a must, never forgets to wash his hands
he would ask others politely to keep their distances like a gentleman
he would try to stay home as much as he can but my man gotta jog atleast once a day or else he will go feral lol
↯ genres and warnings: fluff, humor? you can be the judge of that i suppose, levi is quiet and often practical, but you cannot convince that there’s not a small part of him that doesn’t enjoy having shit to hold over people lol
↯ notes: this is also cross-posted from another blog, but i tweaked it a bit to fit levi and rewrote/edited parts i wish the world had never seen </3 also i’m reposting bc i was an idiot who accidentally deleted it on mobile rip
↯ word count: 1.3k
↯ summary: drunk you is not amused by the man who keeps trying to coerce you into his apartment; even if that man is your boyfriend and that apartment is his apartment.
“Alright mister, I’m trusting you for now because you’re Erwinnie’s friend, and Erwinnie is my best friend,” you hiccup, wagging your pointer finger as threateningly as you can in your current state, “So if he says you’re a good person, you’re probably a good person. Or good enough.”
Levi holds back a knowing smirk, and loops his arm through yours to steady your balance. He doesn’t know how or why Erwin let you get this drunk, but he’s at least glad the blonde was sober enough to call him to pick you up instead of letting you get in a cab; or worse, attempt to take the bus.
“I’m so very glad you trust me,” he says, voice flat as your wrap your other arm around his bicep. You hum back, a little spacey and like you maybe didn’t hear what he said.
You’re honestly pretty cute when you’re drunk. It’s not something he gets to see often, as you don’t allow yourself to let go frequently; nor do you usually have the time to. And it’s not that he particularly wishes for you to be drunk to the point where you can barely stand, or remember his name, but all things considered, Levi is happy that your general drunk disposition is happy, too.
He waves Mike goodbye as he wrangles Erwin into his car, not holding back his smile this time as you wave over-excitedly at the blonde in the passenger seat, calling his name loudly to tell him goodnight and that you’ll miss him, like you hadn’t already told him goodnight three minutes ago, or spent the last three hours with him drinking. Yeah, you’re cute.
Thankfully, Levi doesn’t live too far from the restaurant you and Erwin were at, so the both of you are home after a twenty minute walk—what should have been fifteen minutes, but was prolonged by your drunken fascination with a squirrel on a public bench.
You start to wobble more when Levi unlaces your arms to get his keys out of his pocket, and he moves his right hand to rest against the small of your back so you don’t fall. However, drunk you is not so entertained by the idea of his hands anywhere near your waist as sober you would have been.
“Hey, hey, hey—hold it right there, mister!” you stutter, words a bit too loud for the confined space of Levi’s hallway at three in the morning, “I am not going in—into that suspicious apartment with you.”
do you write in modern!au? i have an idea about an angst of him confessing/proposing to his s/o but because they were too shocked, he thought he was being rejected and he left them, (cutting their contacts off and such) then they meet again after some time coincidentally and they got to talk about it and his s/o got to finally answer him (sorry if its too long!)
Le quattro Stagioni
Pairing: Levi Ackerman x (Fem) Reader
Genre & Warnings: Modern AU, angst, fluff, swearing, mentions of alcohol
Word count: 4,950 words
Angel: I am so sorry this took so long, anon. Thank you so much for requesting, I hope you enjoy this one. Play the songs in order upon seeing the little hearts (♡) that I’ll put, but only if you guys want. All the love.
Songs:
Two is Better than One by Boys Like Girls
Back to December by Jake Coco (or TS)
You and Me by Lifehouse
The tepidity of June danced along the slightly cool breeze that blew a few strands of your hair away from your face. Numerous messages from Hanji made your phone go almost crazy and overwhelmed by the bombardment of notifications. Several questions about what would you wear, what time will you go, or should they pick you up.
A sigh escaped your lips upon opening your apartment door, the cold feeling of being alone grazed your cheek, sending shivers down your spine even though it was summer. Walking to your room, you grabbed the makeup pouch on top of the dining table along the way, replying to your friend’s messages.
Tonight is a special one. After five long years, a highschool reunion is initiated and organized by a few of your batchmates, and the venue is at a small garden event place—where everyone experienced their first prom when in third year. Your lips formed a smile upon the memories brought by the sudden reminisce, it was your first everything.
♡
Highschool is a period where people often experience every kind of shit an individual has to go through to enjoy their teenage years. We get drunk, we smoke—well not everyone, but a majority has tried taking one drag and regretting it afterwards, we lie to our parents, we cut classes. It doesn’t always happen to everyone, and not every single person can relate, but the point is, highschool brought us to situations we never knew we could get through. It introduced us to unfamiliar feelings, it gave us the chance to quench the curiosity that formed within the depths of our minds.
It doesn’t always happen to everyone in high school, but in your case, you fell in love.
Being friends with Hanji allowed you to become one with their own circle, too. The ever so responsible Erwin, Mike, Nanaba, Moblit—Hanji’s best friend, and you didn’t know if they noticed but there’s something else in the man’s eyes whenever he stares at Hanji, and of course, Levi. . . Every single one of them had their own idiosyncrasies, and it wasn’t hard to get along with them, especially with the man with the jet-black hair and slanted eyes.
As a transferee from another school, you chose to go along their group, because being with them makes you feel at ease. They weren’t intimidating at all, Levi was, at first, but their warmth and how they welcomed you in their circle will never be forgotten by your heart.
Everyone has their own “partner in crime”, except for Erwin who could ace high school on his own, but he did help anyone who needed a hand, and because of his duties as a class president, he doesn’t always have the chance to mingle with you guys. And so every time you had afterschool shenanigans, Mike and Nanaba would have their own little world, Hanji would be blabbering their rants to Moblit, sometimes Erwin too, if he’s not too busy with his responsibilities, and you are often left with Levi. It’s not that you hated it—you never hated it.
“Do you want me to walk you home?” He asked, one day. It was three months after being friends with you when he first held your hand, just because an over-speeding car almost hit you while you were walking your way towards our house. His hand felt nice on yours, and the concern that dwelled in his eyes was enough to make your frail heart dance with the crispy, orange leaves.
It was in the final term of first year when the attraction towards him grew into a little crush and little did you know how he became more fond of you than he did with the others, too.
“Do you want me to get you soup?” The busy cafeteria was filled with hungry students, lunch time only allows you to have your break within an hour. Yes, fuck school, but thank God the canteen wasn’t so far away.
“Yep,” You answered, while waiting outside of the line as you waited for Levi to finish ordering your food while you held his bag, and the utensils.
“Go find us a chair, I’ll come to you.” His bored eyes darted onto yours, nodding his head, insisting that you should go and sit. Hanji and the others found you soon after being separated for a while, they sat anywhere but the seat in front of you. Because, it’s Levi’s spot if it is across yours, and nobody can change that.
The unexpected bond of you and him had grew into a light sense of puppy love, and you really didn’t have a clue about what you were feeling, but it did feel right, he felt right.
“Do you like Levi?” Nanaba interrogated you one time when she and Hanji had a sleepover at your house, and a sleepover isn’t one if you would not talk about crushes and such. Apparently, something is really going on in between her and Mike, and she talked about how it all began in middle school. Hanji, apparently, is too caught up with fictional creatures like Titans, and they spoke about not having time for crushes.
“Yeah, do you like him? Because he liiiikes you,” They teased and you brushed it off, avoiding the question by changing the topic immediately.
“Don’t be silly.” You laughed.
Of course, of course you did.
He is the snowflakes of your winters.
It was the autumn of sophomore, when you first went into Levi’s house, along with your friends, of course. You met his lovely mom who welcomed you warmly and cooked the nicest food you’ve ever tasted outside of your house, and then you met his uncle who acts as if he’s always drunk and calls Levi a little runt.
“Tch,” Kuchel showed you his baby pictures, and you stared at his annoyed face, picturing if he had not cut his long, dark hair. Maybe he could tie it into a manbun? “Mom, stop that.” You laughed, amused how he managed to snatch the album away from the grip of his mother as he ran towards his room while everyone giggled because of his reaction.
“That brat was never the friendly type, we’re glad you were able to adopt him to your group,” Kenny snorted. Behind his harsh words were a sense of gratitude, you knew that Levi’s uncle may appear as harsh at first, but he was kind, and you were pretty sure where Levi got his attitude from.
Kuchel patted the top of your heads before sending you off that day, thanking you for how well you treated Levi, “You take care of my son, okay?” She said, and it might have appeared as usual to others, but not to you. You’d never forget how she looked into your eyes the moment she spoke, as if she was pertaining to you.
What you thought was puppy love had bloomed into something deeper, something stronger, more serious, and bigger than the both of you.
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It was the spring of junior year when you first made out. His room was dimly lit, the curtains were closed, his bed was soft, his tongue on yours—and how you wrapped your arms around his neck just to pull him closer to your body.
The seasons flew by quickly, you knew how well your heart and mind begs for him, and he is well aware about how a single touch of you could make him falter. You weren’t dumb, and it wasn’t that hard to figure it out, what was hard was to admit.
“What do you feel about me?” You asked, staring into his eyes and getting lost within the ardor the dwells upon his irises whenever he looks at you. “Do you love me, Levi?”
You would never forget how his ears turned red at that moment, placing soft kisses on your face while holding you in his arms, never ready to let go. “Tch, what do you think?”
“I think you do, too.” You smiled, pressing your lips against his and closing your eyes, feeling his warm breath on your face, his long eye lashes against your skin, and the scent you’ve grown fond of for years.
His eyes trailed to the necklace he gave you at prom, tracing the cold silver chain that rested upon the smoothness of your neck, “Then why’d you ask?”
And he would never forget how your eyes gleamed when he told you that, as if every star in the universe exploded and the smithereens fell onto your face. “I’m right, then?”
“Mhm.”
“I just want to hear you say it,” You pouted, kissing on his forehead and studying the cosmos in his eyes. You have always wondered how his eyes looked so pretty whenever you stare at them, never had you noticed how it only dazzles that way just because he is looking at you.
“I am in love with you.”
And it’s just a matter of time when the both of you realized that “you and me” was meant to be an “us.”
Everyone knew about your relationship when you were in high school, you were a power couple, lowkey but sweet. You never fail to capture almost everyone’s attention whenever you do the slightest things, hold each other’s bags, when you give him your food, when you share food, when you share a smile, most especially when you took every breath away at your first dance in prom. The relationship was private, but it shook everyone’s world. You kept things to the both of you, leaving people extremely curious about it.
The graduation was emotional, almost everyone was crying while they hugged their friends. And tears were flowing from your face, too, while Hanji and the others enveloped you into a group hug.
“I’m going to miss you all, oh my God.” They cried.
“There, there, it’s okay.” Erwin shushed them, earning a glare from your brunette friend.
“Shut up! You’re lucky you’d be going to the same university as Levi and Mike!”
You shook your head at them, spotting your boyfriend and walking towards where he is. A small smile formed on his lips upon seeing you approaching.
“Hey,” You smiled, kissing his cheek. Good thing, the lipstick you’ve used is waterproof.
“We made it, huh?” He kissed your forehead, and seldom are the times that he is willing to be affectionate in public. You closed your eyes for a while and caressed his cheek gently.
“We did,” You grinned, reaching out to his palm and intertwining your fingers together. “Hold my hand?”
He let out a light chuckle, and you swore, you fell in love a bit more. “Always.”
While you are the flowers of his spring.
♡
Just like how high school was, college flew by quickly. After years of being emotionally, physically, and mentally drained, you couldn’t believe how you managed to reach the last year of suffering. You wouldn’t lie, but the pressure and the amount of knowledge you’ve compressed into your brain made you doubt yourself. The path towards reality was extremely horrifying, and you felt like you couldn’t take it. You doubted your own capabilities to the point wherein you almost didn’t believe in yourself anymore.
It was the winter of senior year when Levi asked you one question that almost made your heart stop.
The snow fell from the empyrean that day, the heater felt useless because of the extreme cold that crept upon the spaces of your apartment. Your boyfriend was there while you burned your eyebrows trying to work on your final requirement.
You wouldn’t lie if you would say that the stress that had been introduced to the both of you didn’t put a space between him and you. Numerous quarrels have made you stronger, but this. . . it was as if you’re aware that you are drifting apart, and you weren’t doing anything about it, and fuck how it scared you. You wouldn’t lie if you were to say that the love wasn’t as warm as it used to, it wasn’t as fluttery as before, and you understood that it could be because of college. But the thought of letting go of the man that you love just because you are so damn scared of opening up teared your heart to pieces, and so you made your mind.
“C-can we talk?” You asked, approaching Levi who sat on your couch while scrolling through his phone. He nodded, standing up and following you to the dining table where all of your papers and laptop sat, while you shivered underneath the sweater that you stole from him.
“I have to tell you something,” Your hands gripped the hem of the sweater tight, while your boyfriend lean against the backrest of the chair.
“Yeah, me too.” The coldness of his voice added to the ice that formed because of the freezing weather. Was he this cold or were you not used to anymore?
“I-”
“Marry me.”
The ice struck your core like a billow enraged with fury and no mercy. You couldn’t speak nor react as your stared at him while time remained suspended in the frost. Your mind could not process his question, and confusion glazed your eyes while your heart pounded like crazy. The grip of your hand against the hem of the sweater weakened while you couldn’t believe what you just heard.
You thought he’s calling it off. You thought he was going to break up with you, you fucking thought you were done. But you are so taken aback that you can’t even talk. You sat frozen until seconds turned into minutes. You were sandwiched in the conundrum of stress, pressure, anxiety, and doubt.
“I see,” The words that left his mouth struck you in a different way as you watched his body walk out of your apartment. You wanted to scream, to punch yourself, to hurt yourself for not being able to function. You are trembling, but not because of the cold. A part of your soul shivered upon trying to understand what just happened.
“O-oh, my God.” You whispered, rushing outside without even bothering to put on more clothing. Winter’s kiss felt like a ghost on your skin as you sat in the middle of your snow-coated staircase, seeing how he had already gone.
Trepidation slowly crushed your heart as hot tears trickled from your eyes, down your face. Realization crept in the depths of your system as you understood that what caused you to be terrified never involved anything about the future, you’re not crying because he left, because whenever he does, he always comes back to you. What scared you the most, was how he felt before leaving. It felt like goodbye.
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The summer dress fitted your body perfectly, putting on a small smile while staring at yourself in the mirror. After some time, you finally finished getting ready. Pink stained your juicy lips, and you topped it off with a gloss. A spritz of perfume, earrings, mascara, everything felt like complete but deep inside, you knew that something was missing.
Your eyes darted on your neck, that is why, feeling nothing around your neck was weird, because you were so used to wearing the necklace that he gave you back when you were in high school. Sighing, you found yourself opening one of your drawers and taking out the necklace once again, you never threw it away, how could you? You just stopped wearing it. Cold and pretty, it sat on your skin. It never looked weary despite how old it was, because you took good care of it. You took good care of the presents Levi gave you.
Memories of how you broke down and how Hanji and Nanaba hugged you so tight while you sat in the middle of Levi’s empty apartment tore a piece of your heart once again. How you begged Erwin and Mike to help you with finding Levi, but they were clueless, too. It hurt so much, he left without a word, cut everything off, he was gone in the wind, and never in your life had you been so confused, so hurt, desperate for answers, desperate for chances.
Before thoughts of him could fill your mind, you forced yourself to think of something else. It has been six months since then, but you would be lying if you were to say that you don’t miss him. Because in reality, you fucking do.
A doorbell woke you out of your daze, “Coming!” You shouted, double-checking everything before heading out the door. Various thoughts filled your mind upon seeing the staircase that was once buried in deep, white, snow.
“Come in, girl!” Nanaba shouted from the backseat, and you smiled upon seeing their bright faces. In the front was Mike, and Moblit’s in the passenger seat, Hanji and Nanaba sat next to each other in the backseat, squishing you in a tight hug once you got in. You missed this so much, it has been so long. You never imagined that you could cherish a friendship like this, one that could last long. One that is worthwhile.
The garden is filled with various decorations inspired by the summer. Flowers of different kinds greeted your vision, every decoration turned the same, old, and boring venue into a decent one. You smiled at every familiar face you’ve encountered with, grinning awkwardly whenever they asked you about Levi, and your heart ache. You sought for answers, and they were never given to you.
“Where’s Erwin?” You were curious about the blonde man’s whereabouts, he’s probably busy with work. He immediately got into a company after graduating. You were in their graduation, and Levi wasn’t there. Thoughts of how you panicked that day filled your mind once again, how you cried to Erwin and Mike, telling them how you’ve ruined Levi’s life. But they were comforting, telling you how the man could have transferred when in the final semester in the last minute. Still, everything’s just a possibility, you didn’t know.
Hanji scrolled through their phone, “Probably late because he’s busy,” They answered, looking at you to check if you are okay. Their hand caressed the exposed skin of your shoulder, sending comforting warmth to fight against the cold of the night. “I’m sorry if everyone’s asking about. . .” They trailed off, and you smiled at them, assuring them that it is okay, even though it’s not. How the fuck will it be okay?
Nanaba hugged you from the side while you were sitting, you leaned your head against their shoulder, letting a few tears fall from your pretty eyes.
“I’m sorry, it’s just how they knew you. . .” She whispered, caressing your back, “You’re (Y/N) of Levi.” A bitter laugh escaped your mouth as you chewed on your bottom lip.
“Hey, don’t talk like that,” You giggled, forcing the tears to stop. Mike handed you a glass of water that he fetched from the mobile bar, and you thanked him, carefully drinking from the cup. “Thank you, for being with me.”
“Always.”
Everyone had fun with games and such, the food was great, you had to go back to the buffet table two times, not minding your diet for the night. It was in the middle of the program when Erwin came, nodding at the men and hugging you girls.
“What did I miss?”
“Everything, dude. Where the fuck did you came from? Narnia?”
The spotlight is suddenly on Erwin, shocking the man who is currently eating the food Moblit got for him while he was gone, the Microphone person, Oluo, decided to interrogate Erwin, being the class valedictorian of your batch. People laughed when he was forced to take one shot of pure tequila before making a short speech first. You weren’t sure if Erwin was one of those who organized the event, but he did told you that he was added into a groupchat by a person from another section—you think Nile was the name.
Erwin was indeed, super late when you realized that it is time to for the most fun part of every prom you had in high school—the party portion. The man ate first before he joined your group’s rowdy-ass partying, you had fun as if you were back in your teenage years, except, you had unlimited alcohol this time. You’re pretty sure that either Hanji or Mike would come home late because those two doesn’t know the word limit.
Amidst the part where everyone’s being wild, from disco music to cheesy ones that you actually danced to when you were. . .
♡
A few couples filled the dancefloor, as others went to the mobile bar, ready to get drunk. It was one of your favorite love songs which played, as if it’s mocking you for not having your long-time partner. It’s mocking you for being single, fuck, you don’t even know if you are single or not.
Your boys formed a circle, they always do this every time a sweet song plays from the blasting speakers, mimicking a cotilion, but jumping to the part where everyone switches partners by forming a circle. You get partnered with Mike first, making funny faces to him like how you used to when you were young, and as he twirled you around, you found your self in the gentleman’s arms—Moblit, he told you how pretty you looked as he let you spin, passing you onto Erwin.
His eyes darted on the necklace on your neck, smiling upon the sight of the familiar jewelry, “You look beautiful tonight,” He told you, swaying you along the rhythm of the music. Your lips formed a slight smile, knowing that the reason of his stare is because of the necklace. “Don’t even think about teasing me, Erwin I swear I’ll punch-”
“Woah, easy there, I won’t do that to you.” He laughs at your glare, this man is probably drunk, you thought. While the two never knew their limits, Erwin’s a fucking weakling when it comes to alcohol. He twirled you around with so much force that you ended up not being catched by Mike and so you closed your eyes and braced yourself for the impact, but you didn’t fall.
Warm hands caught your frail body, whoever it was wrapped their hands around you, and between the the searing touches of this stranger, you felt yourself froze, feeling the familiarity of the unfamiliar touch. The clean, musk scent that had you enticed and whipped for years is recognized by your system.
There’s something about you now. . .
His warm hands embraced you like he used to while you get lost within the music that you first danced to.
I can’t quite figure out.
“I missed you.” He whispered, and you couldn’t open your eyes. You buried your faces within his chest, and how you also fucking missed it.
While various emotions filled your core, the tears that failed to escape your eyes before the party started, found their way back into your tear ducts. You didn’t know what to feel, how to feel, what to think, you are once again clueless while you let yourself drown within his touch.
Everything she does is beautiful.
But one thing is for sure.
Everything she does is right.
You are glad that he’s back.
He is the chill that makes you shiver when autumn comes by.
“F-fuck you. . .” You cried, sobbing onto his shirt and gripping onto the fabric. Levi’s hands caressed your back, pressing you closer, harder onto his chest. Fury crept upon every crevice of your heart, but you can’t let him go, you’re scared to let him go.
The love that you have for this man is so tremendous, that you can’t stand to hate him. Slowly, you felt yourself being pulled away from the crowd of dancing couples, distance made the music sound so soft, and the only sound that blasted you to bits was the sound of your heart beats with his.
“I hate you, I fucking hate you, how dare you—how fucking dare you!” Your fists came in contact with his hard chest, the feelings you have kept to yourself for six fucking months blasted like a waterfall. The force was too much, and you let yourself get carried out. Just this once.
His soft eyes never left your tipsy state, you were perfect. Still perfect.
Levi gladly took every punch you threw, every curse you spat, every slap you gave, because nothing could ever deny the fact that he deserved it. He was so fucking dumb, as Erwin and Mike told him.
“Leaving after proposing? Are you a sick fuck? Who does that?”
He received words from his friends after knowing what happened between the both of you. Curses, advices from Erwin, words from Hanji, the disapproval of Moblit, Mike’s punches, Nanaba’s disbelief.
“How d-dare you leave me! Y-you told me you won’t leave me. Fuck you, I-I love you. . .why did you leave me. . . Y-you know that I hate it when you leave me.” You sobbed, not knowing if you should continue hurting him or if you should go and hug him.
Levi’s lips pressed softly against your forehead, holding you tight, under the unforgiving solstice of the night.
“I almost failed my major. . .” He whispers, hugging the vulnerable you, while he buried half of his face onto the crook of your neck. And fuck, how he had missed this, how he fucking missed everything about you. “I never told you, because I know how anxious you were. . . I don’t want to become a burden.”
Your breathing was unsteady as you choked on words you could never say because of what he just said, your grip on his shirt tightened as you felt more tears streaming down your pretty face.
“I felt us drifting apart. . .and fuck, it scared me, (Y/N),” He paused, breathing deeply and running his fingers through your hair. “And when you asked if we could talk, I thought you wanted us done. So I asked you to marry me.”
His warm hands found their way to caress your tear-soaked face as he brought his face closer to yours, staring deeply into your eyes. “And I really wanted to marry you, baby. Fuck, I even had the shitty ring with me that time. . .” He gulped, biting his lip upon seeing the pain in your eyes. He could feel how fast your heart beats, he could feel the ache you’ve gone through for six months. “But I freaked out, And I really thought I. . . I already lost you.” He closed his eyes, he couldn’t bare seeing you cry because of him again.
“Erwin told me that I don’t deserve you, and I realized that really fucking don’t.” The cold wind kissed your skin, contrasting the heat that his body radiates. Steel grey eyes you have fell in love with years ago and until now darted on the silver necklace that sat pretty on your skin, and how it made his heart pound faster that it does. “But I am in love with you. . . The six fucking months, I’ve spent all of it trying to make myself a better man for you.”
His eyes, the gloss that reflected the beauty of the moon stared into yours once again. It’s been a while since you’ve seen the way his eyes look more pretty whenever you stare at him, because it has been a while since he last saw you.
“And whatever decision you are going to make, I will accept.” He whispered, pressing a soft kiss on your tear-stained face once again. “I am in love with you.” A small smile formed on his lips, as if he was already assuming that you’d leave him, and you hated that smile, you hated everything.
As if you fucking could.
“Marry me.” You muttered.
Gone was the fragility that dwelled upon your starry eyes, every doubt, every question, every ounce of fear that once settled deep inside your heart vanished along every meteor that crashed into the abyss of nothingness. Gone was the hate, gone was everything else except for the both of you.
‘Cause it’s you and me, and all of the people, and I don’t know why, I can’t keep my eyes off of you.
He nodded at you, speechless upon your sudden question. And he knew that this is right, he is sure. He is sure of you.
“I’m sorry.” His kisses sent butterflies and made you grew flowers on every inch of your body as he carefully slipped a ring on your ring finger. “I will make it up to you.” His words are coated with finality, and your heavy-lidded eyes felt warm once again, his slender fingers wiped the corner of your eyes before the tears could stain your face once more.
“D-don’t you leave me again.” You choked, admiring the ring that he got you. It fitted perfectly on your finger, just like how your hand fits perfectly with his.
“I’ll stay with you, always.”
“I never stopped loving you, Levi.” Your soft voice was melody to his ears, as the summer night reminded you both of how everything started. How you first met, how you first held hands, how you slowly fell in love, how you first made love, how you both thanked the cosmos for leading you to each other’s arms.
“I’ll never not love you.”
And you will always be the warmth that completes his every summer.
Overview: Levi gets a little too drunk and you’re there to take care of him
Warnings: Cursing, intoxication, mentions of smut
Season: 2 range
This is a fairly recent request, the concept just immediately grabbed my attention. Hope you like it anon!
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There isn’t much time for the older scouts to sit down and drink away. Most of the time alcohol wasn’t even around because no one has the energy to go buy some. It has been a few days since an expedition and no knew information has surfaced to grab their attention. So Hange took it upon herself to go out and buy a big bottle of bourbon for anyone who wanted it.
Of course the younger cadets arent going to get to join the little party, but the higher ups in the survey corps do. You have way too much paper work to rummage through to even think about being apart of it. Sure getting giggly and light on your feet would be nice, but it has to be some other time. Erwin has already been scolding you on how far behind you are, and getting drunk with him would just seem unprofessional.
Levi begged you come along, saying Erwin would let it go for one night. That’s most likely true but you can’t help but think the blondie will keep the situation in the back of his mind, remembering how you picked getting drunk over work. “Don’t have too much fun,” you had joked to Levi and he only rolled his eyes. Truth be told you can’t imagine Levi getting drunk, you haven’t even seen the man drink.
Now you’re sat at your office desk filling out papers and bored out of your mind. The sound of giggling begins to fill your ears from outside the room. Is that... Levi? Sure it sounds like him but there’s no way your Levi would be giggling like a school girl. A heavy knock shakes your door, “Come in.”
The sight is probably one of the weirdest things you’ve ever seen. Erwin is standing there with droopy eyes and Levi is thrown over his shoulder. “What the-“ “Hange is passed out and Levi is about to be right there with her. Now i’m delivering him to you.” It’s obvious that the commander is feeling his drinks as well, but of course he still is being the authority. “Alright then.” Levi is still letting out light laughs, which you have no idea what could be so funny.
Erwin sets him on the floor, and his grey eyes are immediately on you. “Oh, it’s you.” His tone is low and monotone, but then immediately followed by a giggle. “I’m just kidding,” he hiccups, “It’s my love!” You bite your bottom lip to stop yourself from laughing your ass off. Erwin closes the door a little too loudly and Levi jumps a bit, “That man is way too aggressive.” Every remark he says is beyond entertaining.
You look at him from head to toe. His hair is sticking up in every direction, his eyes are glazed over, and a lopsided smile if stuck to his lips. He left the room with a buttoned up shirt that is now completely open and hanging off his right shoulder. “Did you have fun?” You ask with a quirked brow as you walk towards him. “Yes! Yes! I did, Hange and I danced on top of her desk. Then Erwin told us to calm down, so she jumped on him.” You really wish you could’ve witnessed that.
“That sounds great, now let’s get to bed.” Levi groans dramatically at your words before falling onto his back, now laying flat on the floor. “But the party barely got started and Erwin ended it. Now you’re trying to make me sleep?!” He let’s out a groan of frustration.
Drunk Levi has crossed your mind a few times but you never imagined he’d act like this. Voice high-pitched and childlike mannerisms, it’s all not very Levi Ackerman. “How about we just lay in bed together then? No sleeping.” He wiggles his brows at your words, “We can do moreee in the bed.” He let’s out a hiccup followed by another giggle. “You’re just something else tonight, Ackerman.”
You grab his hands and pull so that he’s sitting up. “Can you help me out by getting up? I’ll help you walk to the bed.” There’s still a smile on his face as he stands up, nearly toppling over. You’re quick to wrap one of your arms around his waist and guide him to your shared bed. He falls face down onto the mattress before pulling himself up to his pillow. “If I throw up is that okay?” His face is still stuffed against the pillow. “If you make it to the bathroom, then yes.”
Levi rolls towards your side, finally showing his face. He stares at you with droopy eyes and he’s blinking at a slow rate. “You’re so pretty.” A blush creeps onto your face at his words. “Everytime I look at you I wonder how someone can be soo so sooo beautiful.” Sure Levi was a sweet boyfriend and makes sure to compliment you, but it’s never like this. “You’re very kind,” you say with the blush only increasing.
“Lay with me.” You do as he says, laying down next to him. He smells of bourbon, especially his breath, but you don’t mind. “I have to tell you something, don’t get mad at me,” he fiddles with his fingers, “I, uh, may have told Erwin and Hange that you’re good at giving head.” Your eyes widen and you sit up quickly, looking at his smiley face. “They were telling sex stories so I had to join in! And mine were better than there’s so it’s a good thing!” Hes so confident in his reasoning that you can’t help but laugh.
“It’s fine, they probably won’t even remember.” He surprises you when his arms wrap around your middle, squeezing lightly. “I love you so fucking much, how did I get so lucky?” His mind is all over the place, which is expected right now. “I love you more.” He gasps at your words and you look at his shocked expression, how dramatic. “How dare you say that?! I’m the one with more love here!” “Fine, you have more love.”
Levi smiles, feeling accomplished, before dropping his head onto your lap. “You know, I feel like I could go ten rounds right now. Wanna try?” He’s a horny drunk as well. Instead of answering you start to scratch at his scalp, and he lets out a way too erotic moan. His talking comes to a stop and his eyes close, basking in the feeling of your nails against his skin.
“Can you touch me somewhere else,” he grumbles. Such a hormonal man. “Later, when you’re normal.” “Fine by me.” Soon your touch has him drifting off, a goofy smile still on his lips. You’ve decided you like drunk Levi, and next time you’re definitely joining in on the fun.
hello!! could I request Eren, Mikasa and Levi with a greek s/o who takes their Greek traditions seriously and is a little subconscious of the lilt in their voice? love your work and happy holidays <3
C/n: hello there. Happy holidays to you too. I must say, this...was an interesting request. I learnt a lot about Greek culture while writing. This was HC material. Thank you for requesting and I hope that you enjoy🤍
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HCs on Levi, Eren and Mikasa with a Greek s/o.
Levi:
Boy, does this man love your accent.
Whenever you speak to him, he doesn’t even put attention, just listens to your voice.
“Levi, are you listening?” “Mmhmm. Keep talking.”
After you told him that you were a bit self conscious about your little lilt he just scoffed. “Your voice is perfect. You always speak so happily and bubbly and honestly, it makes my day.”
You made him use one of your special eye charm bracelets whenever he went out. He liked the blue but questioned on what it was.
“We believe in The Evil Eye superstition. So this is to protect you from the evil eye. Many people have ill thoughts and I don’t want you to be a victim to those horrible things. So this will protect you.” He was so touched by it and that you felt the need to protect him.
“Well, you use one too. I don’t any bad eyes on you either.”
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Eren:
Eren was so pumped to have a Greek s/o. The way you spoke your language was music to his ears. Especially when you called him pet names.
“Psihoula mou*! Where are you?” You call out and he pops his head from your room. “Call me that again.” He says and you do. Eren comes to you and lifts off the ground. “Oh, Psihoula mou. You’re so funny.” He just hums and snuggles you.
He tries calling you some names too. But you just end up laughing at his cuteness. “Zoi Mou*” he says and you look at him. “Did you just...” “I did.” Cue you blushing and smiling like an idiot.
Eren loves your traditions. Especially the one about smashing plates when he’s happy. It was your cousin’s birthday and everyone was singing and dancing. You took a plate and handed it to Eren and he smashed on the ground, away from the kids. When he did everyone cheered “Óra!!”
Yeah, everyone in your family loved Eren.
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Mikasa:
When Mikasa met you in Greece, let’s just say she fell instantly in love with you.
So when you two started dating she wanted to learn about your culture and traditions.
She noticed that you had a red and white bracelet on and questioned you on it.
“It’s called Martis. In Greek tradition, during the month of March, we use this to celebrate the beginning of spring. The white here symbolizes purity and the red passion. It’s an old tradition but I like to wear it whenever it’s spring.” Mikasa listens to you and smiles at your love for it.
The next spring, you saw she used the similar bracelet and when she saw a tree in bloom, she tied it with yours. “You’re my passion and spring, Y/n.”
You told her that you were a little embarrassed about your accent and she instantly grabbed you and held you. “Don’t be embarrassed for being you. You’re an amazing and proud Greek. Don’t be ashamed of it.”
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