A/N: Really tried my best for this one, so sorry for the long wait. I hope you enjoy!
Levi x Reader
A Summer in Italy
It was a hot and humid day. Your sandals long gone, as you trudge along the river, feeling the cool water beneath your feet. Humming a tune as you admired the view of the lush green trees and the sparkling water reflecting the sun's rays.
The bushes rustled behind you, alarming you since you were the only person in the vicinity.
"Who's there?" Your voice trembled.
Then he appeared.
He's just a guy. A simple guy. With his jet black hair and grey eyes resembling the moon itself. And that damn undercut.
"A man." Your thoughts countered.
"Didn't think somebody else would be here." His gruff voice startled you out of your thoughts. He stared at you like you had wronged him somehow.
"I just stumbled upon here while I was riding my bike, didn't think that somebody was here either." You stated. "Also thought that I had somehow found my own secret place." You added with a bashful smile.
"I see." He grumbled. Still looking at you like you had murdered his ancestors.
You trudged towards him, arm stretched out to offer a handshake.
"Well, it's such a pleasure to meet you, stranger, who I'm hoping is not a danger, I'm Y/N." You chirped, hand still stuck out, waiting for him to reciprocate.
He glanced at your hands and stared at you again.
"The name's Levi, just Levi." His hand grasped yours in a lazy attempt at a handshake.
The warmth of his palms radiated towards yours, and a tingling sensation crept in your chest. Just as you wanted to feel anything further, he quickly withdrew his hand, leaving you disappointed and a bit dissatisfied.
"What was that? Felt kind of strange though. I might just be nervous with him being a guy, a very attractive guy. His eyes feel cold. Reminds me of winter at â"
"What brings you here?" His voice pulled you out of your thoughts.
Startled, you looked at him, "What?"
He sighed and repeated his question.
"Just having a vacation here, in Italy," you replied pensively.
His eyes observed you. "You should go back, it's not safe here"
You paused and glanced at your surroundings. Branches swaying, birds chirping. Just the two of you, you noticed.
"Looks pretty safe to me," You muttered.
Rolling his eyes at you, he began to take off his shoes and wade into the water. "Don't say I didn't warn you then."
Your eyes followed him in a scrutinizing gaze. "The hell is wrong with this guy?"
Crossing your arms, observing him, you noticed him carrying a fishing rod.
"This must be a fishing spot then." You thought.
Just as you looked up, you saw the sun setting.
"Shit, I gotta go before it gets too dark." You quickly take off, grabbing your sandals. But not before glancing at the man. "Hey! I gotta go back, be safe out here!"
His eyes met yours. "You too."
For five consecutive days, you came back at the same time and place. And for those five days, you learned more about him.
He told you his name, "Levi, just Levi," he said.
"Levi, Levi, Levi," With a hushed voice, repeating it a few times. His name perfectly rolls off your tongue, practicing, savoring.
You learned his love for tea, distaste for anything cluttered, and surprisingly, his fondness for lemon ice cream.
He was talkative, you noted. Both of you enjoyed conversations that you hadn't expected. Conversations that range from the dumbest things alive (like when you both had a heated debate as to whether vanilla ice cream was the most boring flavor, or an underrated one) to something on the borderline of existential crisis.
Then you've both realized, you adored each other's company to the point of looking forward to each day.
You wanted to make him laugh, even with your shitty jokes. His smile made you feel warmth. You thought that it was enough, that you were satisfied with just this.
But it wasn't.
Wanting was one thing; needing was another.
Now you need him to be with you, like he was the air in your lungs, as much as you breathe, constantly needing him to be alive.
You wanted him. God, you needed him.
When you approached him about the subject, he was suddenly silent.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that."
Your heart plunged to your stomach, your throat dry, "W-why? I thought we were connecting. I thought we had something. Was I wrong?" Tears welled in your eyes, but you didn't dare let them fall.
He then looked at you, his eyes misted. Mouth opening and closing, finding words to say. Running his fingers through his hair.
Oh, those grey misty eyes,
like the stormy skies.
How you've adored those stormy eyes.
"Every time you leave, I count the seconds until we meet again." His tremulous voice woke you out of your thoughts. "I want you to know that you're the favorite part of my day. But I can't be with you, I badly want to, but I can't."
"Why?" Your voice whispered.
"I'm not real."
His words struck you. You didn't realize. But now it hits you, you never saw him in town, even in cafes. Just here, by the river.
He was never here. Just a figment of your imagination. But those feelings were real, excruciatingly real.
Silence envelops you, but your thoughts are scattered, too loud, too chaotic. He was in front of you. "But, he's not real." You thought.
Even so, what you both felt is real. Sadness crept into your chest; there were no regrets.
"You were a wonderful experience," He breathed, his gaze upon you.
Looking into his stormy eyes for one last time, you whispered softly, "You wereâeverything."
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It is a huge problem. But you are a great actress! (you really hoped so). You just stayed the same as always. Giving advices, hanging out together, laughing at his jokes (you sometimes never understand some of it). Such a good friend amirite?
Well, it needed to change.
As time goes by, you started to see his red flags. I mean they were there in the first place, but you have just realized it based on his experiences and struggles.
One main thing about his red flags:
Afraid of commitment
You're not one to judge but his "relationships" are on and off. Can you even say that they are in a relationship if they don't even have a label? Who knows?
As you tell your story to your best friends, they convinced you to cut communications with him. But how can you do that? You're the only one who understands him. The only one who he relies on.
Well that's not true. And you know it.
Late night conversations? Deep conversations? Inside jokes for just the both of you? Don't make me laugh
He was just communicating with you because his girl is not online. But when she's online, he won't even respond to your texts. Even claiming to sleep first, but doesn't even log off after a few hours. You already knew what he was doing, cause she was online too.
It doesn't even matter anyways. You were just friends. It's alright she's always there for him. You can't ever be in her position, even if the two of you are close, it's different.
Cutting him off (ghosting him) was really hard. But you got through it and it was good. Your best friends applaud you for doing that. Next, was avoiding him or just stop hanging out with him.
Which is a HUGE problem, since you are classmates anddd both of you are always in the same groups and even partners. There was nothing you could do.
First day of school always sucks. The anxiousness at the pit of your stomach makes you want to throw up on the spot as you tried to find a seat. Meeting new people and befriending them, meeting new teachers thinking that they are the most terrifying beings in the world. But that's all right, everything is fine, well at least you met him again.
Your best friend. Specifically your "boy" bestfriend. You two have been tight ever since primary school. And now, both of you are seniors. Both of you never got the chance to hang out ever since pandemic started. What a bummer. Well at least you are still in the same class
Everything went by like a breeze when you were with him. Classes just seemed to be much easier, funner and much more cooler. Sitting across him, or beside him, always together by the hip. Same groups in school projects, and even became partners for your class activities.
Contentment was what you wanted to feel. But no, you just wanted something more with him. And you couldn't even put your finger on what is it you want.
Well, you'll find out eventually.
Now you were hanging out at his house doing a presentation.
From that moment you found out, he likes somebody else.
Ouch that hurts. But why does it hurts? You were supposed to be happy for him, but then it felt like needles were prickling your skin. A weight crushing through your heart made you seem breathless.
And amidst all of those sensations. You laughed and smiled at him, teasing him about his love life.
It didn't even stop from there. You didn't even know where it all started. But, here you are giving advice to the person you love on how to love someone else. Becoming his therapist in the middle of the night. Him, ranting his problems to you. You, listening contentedly and giving actual advices. You know it was wrong, it was wrong to communicate with someone that has supposedly a "relationship" with someone and giving him advices on how to be better, even though you have feelings for him and it hurts so much. But, you couldn't stop yourself.
You like him.
Does it even count as like?
What if you have unknowingly already fall in love with him?
It doesn't matter anyways. These feelings will just fade. He wouldn't like you anyways, even if the stars aligned.
He wouldn't fall for you.
These feelings will just fade. He is just a friend. Your dearest friend.
Ceilings, plaster
Can't you just make it move faster?
Lovely to be sitting here with you
You're kinda cute but it's raining harder
My shoes are now full of water
Lovely to be rained on with you
It's kinda cute but it's so short
Meeting him at a cafe located at the outskirts of town, was a once in a lifetime moment. He ordered black tea and lemon cake, while you ordered affogato and a carrot cake.
Approaching him, you tried your best to not come off as some sort of a wacko type of person. Seeing as you have no other choice, since all tables and chairs are occupied and the only spot left is at his table.
When he agreed, you were relieved and did your best in not bothering him.
But, both of you didn't know how it all started when one thing leads to another.
"My name is Levi" he introduced himself, as he nodded at you with acknowledgement.
A few minutes later, you found yourself having a pleasant conversation with this man. And judging from his expressions and mannerisms, you could tell that he is enjoying it too.
When he spoke, your heart beats faster and everything felt fuzzy and wonderful. Just like a fluffy blanket on a rainy day.
Then you're drivin' me home
And I don't wanna leave
But I have to go
You kiss me in your car
And it feels like the start of a movie I've seen before
A year has passed, and both of you are now happily dating each other.
Going to cafe's, museums, picnics and other places.
But honestly, both of you didn't care where you are as long as you have each other's company.
It might sound cliche but it's true.
Now here you are in his car hesitating to leave, wanting to spend more time with him.
And that's when both of you got your first kiss.
It was warm, soft and gentle. As if thousands of feathers enveloped you at once.
And both of you are happy.
Bedsheets, no clothes
Touch me like nobody else does
Lovely to just lay here with you
You're kinda cute and I would say all of this
But I don't wanna ruin the moment
Lovely to sit between comfort and chaos
Time has passed. And your love for each other just got stronger.
Tangled in sheets with his warm body, you felt like you're in the safest place in the world. Waking up with him in the morning was one of your favorite things, as well as watching him sleep comfortably.
When you found out that he was having insomnia, you find ways in helping him sleep. Making him chamomile tea, brushing his hair, singing him lullabies. Just anything honestly.
He was very thankful for your efforts and just loved you even more.
Both of your routines little by little synchronized.
In the morning, he will kiss you good morning and make you breakfast. And after a day of hectic work, you will cook dinner and make him chamomile tea. After a scrumptious dinner, both of you will sit by the fireplace reading books and drinking tea.
Amidst all of the chaos in the world. Both of you find peace and solace with each other.
And even just for a moment, both of you felt like all stars have aligned, and time has stopped.
But it's not real
And you don't exist
And I can't recall the last time I was kissed
It hits me in the car
And it feels like the end of a movie I've seen before
But, all of this was just a figment of your imagination.
How you wished all of this will happen, you lost count. Doing anything just to fulfill that wish.
Staying up late until 11:11 PM.
Looking for shooting stars and wishing on them.
You prayed and wished so hard. Until your tears starts to fall and your heart bled.
Even if all of your efforts are useless. You still hold hope in your heart.
I've been trying not to think of this as something tragic
'Cause our two paths might cross again, crazier things have happened
And I realize, lightning strikes just once not twice and shooting stars are burning rocks
So I spend weeks inside, drowning in those dreams of mine
And wondering if I'm worth your thoughts
William gazed at his surroundings as he walked through the crowd. Watching the bustling streets and stores. He wanted to stretch his legs for a while, since he was being cooped up in the apartment
He watched as the children ran around, chasing each other. He watched as some people argue about the prices. He watched as some people chatted about their day.
But one scene made him stop on his tracks and his heart skipped a beat.
A wedding ceremony is being held. Two couple walking hand in hand smiling happily, as their family and friends congratulated them.
Laying on his bed, he began to recall the scene from before, but this time it was slightly changed.
This time the bride was you.
The wedding was held in your preferred place. Only inviting people who are your close friends. Fred tending the decorations and your bouquet. Louis preparing both of your favorite foods. Sebastian buying the drinks. James assisting you with your dress, while Albert will be assisting with him.
He imagined you walking down the aisle wearing a big smile on your face, looking ethereal as you were escorted by instructor Jack.
People cheering loudly as he kissed you.
But it was all a dream.
Many days and nights have passed, but it was still the same dream replaying over and over again.
He has always wondered if you were thinking about him.
Correction: He wondered if he was worth your thoughts.
He loves you very much. That's why he tries so hard not to think that it was something tragic.
He was still breathing.
He was still alive.
Both of your paths might cross again, considering that crazier things have happened.
"No, no, no, no, I'm gonna be late for work!" you thought as you were sprinting in hallways, books and a cup of matcha latte on both of your hands.
An unknowing man was walking in the same hallway, looking at his watch. Being quite oblivious (which is quite rare to happen) at the approaching chaos ahead.
Both of you bumped into each other, spilling the matcha latte on both of your clothes.
"I'm sorry! I'm really really sorry!" your eyes widened at the mess, as you backed away and tried to clean the mess.
"It's fine, don't worry about it miss" the man smiled.
When you made eye contact with each other. Both of you felt something indescribable.
"H-hi my name is Y/n, have we met before by any chance? you asked as you try to remember if you have ever met him.
The man pondered for a moment "No, I don't really think I have ever met you before. But I do have the feeling that we have."
Many moments later, both of you catch up with things, sometimes hang out. From which then both of you became quite close, you also became attached with his family.
You have always wondered why you are always attracted to William. Having that indescribable feeling every time you saw him. Always looking forward to tomorrow to see him again, preparing his favorite Stargazer pie just so you can see his face light up, and just being genuinely happy around him.
And after a few contemplating and reasoning. You have finally realized that you love him.
William just couldn't stop strategizing on how to make you happy. Seeing that smile of yours, hearing you laugh makes him feel giddy. Observing your little habits, like how you He couldn't stop talking about you with his family, which all of his companions have a little inkling on what his feelings are.
William is not oblivious and analyzes everything, so from the very start he already knows that he loves you and you have feelings for him too.
He began to plan his confession to you. Making sure that everything is perfect. His family helped him with his plan too.
Everybody played a role. Louis with the food, Albert with the drinks and wine, Moran with the location, and Fred with the flowers and decorations.
Now the only thing left is for William to ask you out.
Do you not dream of me?
'Cause I have visions in my sleep
I can't ever find my peace now
Do you wake up alone
And feel an aching in your bones?
Or are you happy without me now?
Your heart ached as you lay on your bed. Clutching the ring that he gave you as he promised to love and cherish you. But, he didn't promise to stay alive. When he approached you about his whole plan, you disagreed with him. But, when you looked into his eyes that's where you know its already fixed.
You know, you know that even if he loves you very much. His love for the lullaby of death is much greater than his love for you.
So, when the Tower of London bursts into flames and the announcement of their unconfirmed dead bodies. That's where you know, hoping that there might be a chance for his survival.
And then you realized that it might be better for him to be alone and focus on his own thoughts, to organize his future goals on what to do in this life.
You began to clear your mind and thoughts, listing your future goals and plans. You know that if he was here, he would join you and give you suggestions in making those plans.
You tried to make yourself better day by day. So that when the time comes, you can be your very best in front of him.
There might be times that you feel sad but that's normal. Feeling melancholic as you passed the places that you once went to together. Reading books that both of you laughed about, and cried (mostly you).
Your fingers gripped the silver ring as you reminisced those bitter sweet moments. Wishing that he still dreams of you in his sleep.
You know that everything is alright and you know that what happened is not something tragic, because crazier things have happened.
THROUGH A RAPISTâS EYESâ (PLS TAKE TIME TO READ THIS. It may save a life, It may save your life.)
An Article from Neena Susan Thomas
âThrough a rapistâs eyes. A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interviewâŠed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts:
1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman with a ponytail, bun! , braid, or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets.
2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women whoâs clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.
3] They also look for women using their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.
4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.
5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.
6] Number three is public restrooms.
7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they donât have to worry about getting caught.
8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isnât worth it because it will be time-consuming.
9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas,or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands.
10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys youâre not worth it.
POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:
1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: canât believe it is so cold out here, weâre in for a bad winter. Now that youâve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target.
2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the rapists this man talked to said theyâd leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target.
3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a deterrent.
4] If someone grabs you, you canât beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh â HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.
5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guyâs parts it is extremely painful. You might think that youâll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and heâs out of there.
6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly.
7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, donât dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel little silly at the time, but youâd feel much worse if the guy really was trouble.
FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL âŠ.
1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.
2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans : if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from youâŠ. chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!
3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver wonât see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives.
4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DONâT DO THIS! The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side,put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS , LEAVE.
5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:
a. Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the passenger side , peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. ( DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB) .
b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.
c. Look at the car parked on the driverâs side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)
6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).
7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!
8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked âfor helpâ into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.
Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and itâs better safe than sorry.
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REBLOG THIS AND LET EVERY GIRL KNOW
AT LEAST PEOPLE WILL KNOW WHATS GOING ON IN THIS WORLD.
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William: There is no future. there is no past. do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet.
Albert:*Nodding aggresively*
Louis: *Clapping happily*
Y/N:
Everyone Else At Williamâs Surprise Birthday Party:
Y/N: All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.
William: Can I be frank with you guys?
Albert: Sure, but I donât see how changing your name is gonna help.
Louis: Can I still be Louis?
Y/N: Shh, let Frank speak.
William: Is stabbing someone immoral? Albert: Not if they deserve it. Louis: Depends who youâre stabbing. *Glares at Sherlock* Y/N: YES?!?
Mycroft: Listen, I can explain...
Patterson: Youâre making $500,000 and youâre only gonna pay me $30,000?
Lestrade: Youâre getting 30 grand? Iâm getting $1,000!
Sherlock: You guys are getting paid?
