[◉°] … LEVI & Y/N BEING A COUPLE FOR 10 MINUTES STRAIGHT … 900k views
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꩜ actor!levi x gn!actor/actress!reader
⤷ they’re called delusional all the time, but your fans just know that leviyn is real!
sfw, fluff, protective levi, mean fans (comments on weight), swearing, unwanted groping (this is mostly happy i swear), violence (levi ofc), use of ‘brat’ (cliche i know)
a/n: i missed my man. this is the most ideas i’ve ever had for this little series lol.
masterlists
from the actor!character series:
actor!toji masterlist
actor!nanami & y/n being a couple
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꩜ first clip
after a decade long run, the successful series of ‘attack on titan’ had finally come to an end, and behind the scenes interviews of all the cast members were released.
it’s really no surprise that levi’s interview gained the most attention & popularity.
“it was an honour working with such great and talented people for ten years and i look forward to the legacy that this series will leave. i have no regrets about partaking in this show and i will forever feel it’s impact.”
the interviewer lets levi’s meaningful answer marinate for a few moments, before completely ruining the effect with just one question.
“which of the cast members will you miss working with the most?”
levi clears his throat, eyes squinting, “i..i will miss working with all of them…obviously.”
“it’s y/n though, right? i mean, isn’t she your favourite?”
levi blinks at the interviewer behind the camera.
the interview cuts to behind the scene clips of you and levi; of levi grudgingly giving you a piggy back ride, to you surprise kissing him on the cheek and running away while he blushes and scowls, letting you steal his food and to the most recent one, of the last day on set where he finally accepts your request to give him a hug after ten whole years.
levi looks back to the camera, “no. no, i don’t have “favourites”.”
꩜ second clip
a blurry TMZ clip of you stumbling out of the after party of an awards show (you and levi both left empty handed) with levi by your side, making sure you didn’t fall over.
he wears his slacks and his white, button up shirt and his suit jacket appears to…be worn by you?
you walk like a baby deer, babbling and giggling inaudibly in levi’s ear. he just nods at you, only mildly annoyed and focuses on holding onto your waist to make sure you don’t topple over.
a patent, black limousine pulls up in front of the both of you and levi opens the back door and helps you in, despite your drunken objections. he guides you in by the top of your head, making sure you don’t hit it on the car ceiling and gets in after you before the it drives away.
꩜ third clip
you, sasha and connie make a late appearance to an ‘attack on titan’ cast interview, being more than 20 minutes late (that being all sasha’s fault).
“and- oh, look who finally decided to show up!” exclaimed jean as you and your peers make your late arrival.
the cast cheers and applauds your trio sarcastically, you’re a little embarrassed but connie and sasha revel in the attention, mock bowing and blowing kisses.
you stroll over to where levi sits, with his arms folded and legs crossed.
you look at him.
he looks at you.
“what?” he asks in his default mood of annoyance. “there’s no space here.”
“yeah there is.” you responded, your eyes dropping down to his lap.
levi pauses, his mouth opening and closing like a fish, his face painted with an expression of incredulousness.
and then he sighs in utter exhaustion, giving in and spreading his legs. you smile gleefully, plopping your full weight in his lap.
despite his ‘annoyance’, you both sit like this for the rest of the interview.
and all of your fans are just both so confused and so happy. because they were not prepared for levi, ever so stoic and astute, to just allow you to sit on him and just accept it.
you’re going to make him go grey early.
꩜ fourth clip
a fan recording of you and levi attending NY fashion week and just as you both stand up and begin to take your leave, you are stopped a handsome gentleman.
he speaks to you animatedly, and you smile and laugh with him.
levi on the other hand…is not so friendly.
he simply glares at this random man, unblinking, arms crossed and he seems to be impatient and…maybe a certain other emotion?
the conversation comes to a close. the stranger gives you a small business card and you thank him and say goodbye. the man also waves to levi, but levi simply responds with a stiff nod and walks away with you.
you both walk through the crowd. you turn to him, looking at his face, and you wrap your arm in his one, leaning on you and smiling. he visibly sighs and relaxes, discreetly rubbing your hand with his own.
꩜ fifth clip
you and levi are at a new years event, along with other actors and actresses, including the ones from ‘attack on titan’.
it is ten minutes before new years, and it is freezing - it is 3°C at most.
you and historia are huddled together, absolutely shaking and teeth chattering in the cold.
that’s until levi walks towards the two of you and appears to notice your situation.
he shrugs off his long black coat, leaving him in only his suit, and drapes over yourself and historia.
your head whips to where he stands.
levi clearly tells you, “you should’ve worn a jacket!”
and you respond, with a wide grin on your face, “seems like i didn’t need to.”
historia thanks levi vehemently and you kiss levi’s cheek.
even from metres away, the blush on his cheeks is so very visible.
꩜ sixth clip
it is halloween! you enjoy halloween, always posting a costume of yourself on your instagram every year!
this year, you dressed as a cute vampire. your hair was slicked back and you had fake fangs on your canines. you were a doll!
on your story, you post a video of you.
and levi.
you are recording yourself walking and you come up behind levi, shoving your phone in his face so you both are in the frame.
levi rests on the couch with his eyes clothes.
but he is wearing a costume too.
levi never celebrates halloween. let alone wears costumes outside of acting.
how did you convince him to do this?
“leviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii…” you growl with face menace, grinning wildly.
“hm?” he hums, barely even paying attention to you.
“i vant to vsuck vour vlood vleeeeviiiiiiiiiiiii…” you chime in jest, opening and closing your mouth to show you fangs.
levi opens one eye, side-eyeing you with immense suspicion. “get away from me.”
“vnoooooooooooooo, vlevvvvvvvvviiii,” you drawl again, opening you mouth an ample amount, and slowly closing in on his neck, “i vant to vsuck vour vblood-”
then his grabbing your hairline and holding you back, causing your eyes to squint and your face to lift.
“are you gonna stop?” he asks. his expression is blank as he scowls.
“nope!” you croak, your voice compromised by the position you’re held in, “vyourr vbloood vvlevvvvvviiii…”
the video cuts to another.
levi is running away from you, his bat cape flapping behind as you chase him.
the camera moves erratically as you manically cackle, “vgivve me vyour vblood vlevviiiiii! vlet ve vsuck vour vblooddd!”
this game of cat and mouse continues until you pounce on him and the video abruptly ends.
in the end, you get a photo with levi, that he willingly partook in, with you biting his smooth, pale neck.
it is safe to say your fans went crazy that day.
꩜ seventh clip
a viral paparazzi clip of you and levi walking out of the set for the movie you’re both working on.
as you walk with levi, an odd man wearing sunglasses comes up behind you and gropes your ass.
you can’t help crying out a loud, “hey!” in complete shock that someone would do that so shamelessly in front of so many people.
levi turns to, wondering what happened. you tell him that, ‘that man’ touched you inappropriately.
he doesn’t even waste any time.
levi storms up to the man, who has the sense to try and walk away, and sucker punches him in the nose.
everyone gasps as the man falls. he clutches his bloody nose, groaning and writhing.
“disgusting scum.” levi spits at the thing crying on the ground.
cameras flash all around you and levi.
levi guides you to the car, opening the passenger door for you and swiftly getting in the drivers side and speeding away.
while he received mostly support from your fans, he also received backlash for “inciting violence” and “not setting a good example”.
he did not care. in his own words, he would “do it again” if he had to.
꩜ eighth clip
a fan q&a was held with the cast of ‘attack on titan’ for the season finale, and fans could ask any questions they wanted!
unfortunately, because they are not interviewers, they lacked the skills usually used by people in media.
and the shame.
after levi answered a question, the host picked out another fan who had their hand raised to ask a question.
“hi, i have a question for ______.” said the fan.
you say hello and then she proceeded to ask, “how much weight did you gain between seasons 3 and 4?”
your looked shocked at the audacity of her to ask such a question and the fans seem to be in agreement, shouting in surprise and even booing the fan.
the host tells her, “please, do not ask inappropriate questions to the cast please.”
“huh? can she not answer questions or…?”
the cast look around awkwardly, glancing at you in concern.
you pick up your microphone to speak. “uh-”
but before you can get a word in, levi is already speaking for you. “can you ask good questions? or…?”
you choke on your spit, and the crowd cheers and whoops, and your cast members laugh and clap as the rude fan is guided out by security.
“tch, these people…” levi curses, “no more shit questions.”
the crowd howls but levi is being dead serious.
the q&a goes on, and levi places his hand on your knee as questions are being answered, seemingly making sure you’re okay. you nod and give him a small smile.
꩜ ninth clip
a clip, recorded by you, of levi working out for his role in a new thriller film.
you wolf whistle, panning down levi’s shirtless body as he does pull ups, “ooh la laaaa!”
levi grunts, dropping down and wiping his head with a cloth. “stop that.”
“an attractive male in his natural habitat - the gym. the attractive male-”
levi snatches the phone from you.
you whine and he points the camera at you, turning the table on you. you are also clothed in gym wear.
“aren’t you supposed to be exercising too? you brat.”
“uhmmm…i’m here for uhhh…moral support?”
cut to you barbell squatting, with levi spotting you from behind.
“ugh! levi i can’t anymore! it’s too heavy!”
“are you serious? it’s ten kilograms.”
“yeah that’s heavy!”
“five more and then you’re done.”
you grunt but power through, doing all five before throwing the barbell onto the floor.
“impressive,” he compliments, “for you.”
you collapse to the floor and give a thumps up to the camera and say, “he loves me, really.”
levi huffs.
he does not deny it though.
*
a/n: i miss him so much i need him back and animated again :’)))
A typical grumpy x sunshine story between two contrasting personalities, where Levi's aloof personality traits and sharp tongue often clash with Bee's bubbly optimism. Despite his reluctance to open up, Levi finds himself drawn to her empathetic nature and bubbly attitude despite himself. Their relationship is tough at times but they love each other fiercely despite everything. As they navigate the ups and downs of college life together, Levi starts to discover that letting someone in isn't so bad, while Bee learns that beneath his gruff exterior lies an empathetic heart.
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You were always a bright student. The top of your class, the favorite student for almost every teacher, the brightest star amongst your classmates. So why the fuck are you staring at a B- on your midterm paper? The letter was bright red and almost mocking you with the circle around it only amplifying it. Red pen littered the paper, with the smallest mistake being called out. The sound of the professor's voice pulled you from your shock.
"If you think I graded you unfairly, see me during my office hours. Even if I end up finding more mistakes, I'll only change your grade if you get a higher one." Your eyes were full of venom as you scowled at him. Professor Levi Ackerman was the current bane of your existence. He must make up for his lack of height in his abundance of audacity, you thought. To think you looked up to him, enough to come to this college to be under his tutelage. All of those expectations you had of him being a passionate and wonderful teacher and mentor were shattered the moment you got that B- back. It felt more like he was a bully, or even a tyrant, seeming to mess with his student’s grade to exert his power over them. You let out a silent scoff and gathered your papers as he immediately dismissed class. Going back to your dorm, your roommates could feel the frustration rolling off of you, a thick aura weighing down on anyone around you. This was your freshman year of college, and the college history course you took in high school was a breeze, so why were you struggling now? You vented out to Annie, one of your roommates, and she sighed.
"He's the head of the history department. It practically gives him immunity because he wrecks GPAs. I have no idea as to how many students’ 4.0 or near 4.0 GPAs he tanked. The only people that literally have it easy are the people in the intro classes, or people who aren't in the major but are taking the class as an elective." Another roommate, Sasha piped up.
"Yeah and he doesn't accept late submissions at all. I submitted an assignment a half an hour late, and he wouldn't accept it. Like, unless you give a valid excuse with documentation, or accommodations, he won't accept it. I heard some girl broke her wrist and he didn't accept her late assignment without a letter from the hospital."
"She gave him the letter though," Annie replied, knowing that story all too well. The girl was an ex of hers.
"Yeah, but the grades were already submitted, so she missed the deadline. And for her final too."
"Sasha, you realize that she waited till the last second to turn in the paperwork, right? Do you remember when Ymir broke her arm and Professor Ackerman literally recorded his lectures for her and gave her handwritten notes? He's not mean, he just punishes procrastinators."
"Well, he's punishing me!” You shrug your shoulders in exasperation, as you continue, “I turned in my paper early and quadruple-checked it. But still, a B-!" Annie and Sasha stared at you in shock.
"A B-? Damn he must hate you." You glared daggers at Sasha while Annie punched her arm.
"Sasha, shut the fuck up." Sasha whined and you stormed into your room, biding your time until his office hours opened. The moment that time came around, you walked with a purpose, your anger almost coming to a head. A path was practically cleared for you, everyone trying to avoid your wrath. As you approached his door, you saw his name plated in bronze almost mocking you. You took a deep breath and knocked on his door. A quiet "come in" sounded from the door, and you opened the door, stepping into an office that looked like it was out of a magazine. Everything was so pristine, and almost too clean, and he sat at his desk, staring at you intently over a book.
"I suggest you start speaking since you clearly came here for something." You wanted to roll your eyes, but you held it in.
"Good afternoon professor. I wanted to see you about my midterm paper."
"Let me see it." You handed him the paper and he looked over it.
"I think the B- is a bit harsh." Levi scoffed.
"Y/N L/N. Your name has been running around the department as the star student. That reputation won't save you in my class. If you want a good grade, you have to earn it. It’s because that my fellow professors think highly of you, that I'm going to hold you to a higher standard than your classmates. So, either you're going to shine brighter than your classmates or fizzle out. But I'm not going to take it easy on you." You stared at him in astonishment.
"Why?"
"I've seen so many students cruise on their reputation and so, professors baby them. But that'll not be the case in my classes. I'm being upfront with you right now, so either you can either change majors, and avoid me as a professor as best as you can, or fight." He handed you your paper back and you made your way back to your dorm, your resolve building with each step you took. You were going to fight.
For the next three years, you took numerous classes with him, always going to him to double check your papers before submitting them. With how often you saw him, you both became closer, not only building a strong professional relationship, but a budding crush also grew simultaneously. Levi was an amazing professor, an extremely strict one, but you learned that if you asked for help, he'll give it to you, although he'd be grumpy about it the entire time.
Before you knew it, it was the weekend of graduation. Your finals were done and over with, and now it was time to celebrate. On Saturday morning, you woke up to an email from Professor Ackerman, asking to see you in his office. Your heart skipped a beat and you put in a little more effort than you should have in getting ready, but you're probably never going to see him again, so you have to make it count.
As you arrived, you knocked on his door, and he opened it, ushering you in before closing the door.
"Y/N,” he addressed you, “I have to admit, you've been my favorite student these past 4 years. I don't think a student will ever surpass the expectations you've set." You beamed with pride and nodded in gratitude. "Are you hungry?” He inquired, “I made reservations at a restaurant for us, if you're comfortable with that. There's something that I want to discuss, and a celebration to be had." The moment you nodded, he stood up and grabbed his coat, ushering you out of his office and leading you to his car. It was sleek and black, and shiny as if he bought it within the last couple days. Even the interior was almost factory fresh. In your gawking, Levi started his car, the roar of the engine pulling you from your stupor. You quickly buckle up, and he does the same before pulling out.
The drive to the restaurant was silent, but it was a comfortable one, both of you content with each other's company. Soon enough, he stopped the car in front of a high end restaurant, and climbed out. You came out after him, and you saw his eye twitch a bit at the sight, but he still looked as stoic as normal. A man came up to him and Levi gave him the car keys before leading you into the restaurant. You felt so out of your depth, feeling like a clown in the middle of Wall Street. Everything practically glittered, and you were stuck in your awe as you were guided to your table, subconsciously walking with Levi. Levi pulled out your seat and you sat, your attention now fully on him. The lighting almost made the man look soft, admiration swam in his eyes although it was very easy to miss. How many times has he given you that look without you even realizing?
"Firstly, I want to congratulate you on your graduation,” he responded to you as he sat down, “Summa Cum Laude is a great feat. I'm extremely proud of the work you've done."
"Thank you Professor. Your help really made the difference."
"Don't disregard your own talent. I was only there to assist. Everything else came from you. All those late hours that we pulled together, as well as the ones you did on your own, and the hundreds of drafts that you had to redo over and over again, you decided to pull through. At any point, you could have given up from my harsh mentorship, but you took it in stride. That's extremely admirable of you." You smiled at his kind words. The waiter came and took your orders, Levi ordering you a dish that you were looking at but ignored due to the high price. After the waiter left, Levi's attention was back on you.
"I'm going to get into the real reason I invited you here." He leaned forward and clasped his fingers together, looking at you intensely. You felt heat rise in your face and you quickly drank some of your water to calm down. "I want you to be my partner." You choked on your water, and he rubbed your back gently, apologizing.
"Your what?"
"My partner,” he clarified, “I'm going to Berlin for a historical site, and I want you to come with me as my partner. They found numerous artifacts and want me to analyze them." Professional partner. Got it. He continued, "It'll be a great experience for you, and I know you're more than capable. Granted I'll be doing most of the heavy lifting, but it'll be hands on practice, an internship if you will."
"It's an honor," You responded, trying your best to play it cool, and failing miserably. Heat started flooding your face, and you looked visibly flustered.
"Sorry to embarrass you like that,” he responded, continuing, “I'll inform them to book an extra room as well as another person to the flight manifest."
You furrowed your eyebrows at him in confusion, "Flight manifest?"
He nodded in agreement, saying, "They chartered a private plane to fly me there. We'll also be staying at a hotel near the site. Our meals will also be completely covered."
Widening your eyes, you replied, "This is a lot."
"Considering my status as an archivist and historian, I'm not surprised," he responded. You know his status all too well.
"Professor,” you put your hands on the table as you inquired, “did I ever tell you why I picked this major and chose this university?" His gaze looked like he was picking you apart piece by piece.
"Tell me."
"When I was growing up, history wasn't my favorite subject,” you responded, shrugging your shoulders, “In fact, I hated it. I always did so poorly. But then in high school, we watched a video that involved you looking through artifacts, explaining them piece by piece. I was so enamored with the way you spoke. I could see how much you loved what you did, and it was then that I found my love of history. I read all of your books, and even got a couple of them signed."
He smiled softly, faintly remembering you, saying, "That's why you felt familiar."
You nodded, and responded, "I found out you taught here, and applied, hoping to take your classes. And I'm glad I did." Levi was so thankful that either you could see the flush rising to his face at your words or chose to keep it to himself. Maybe he's going to regret inviting you to Berlin, but he can't fathom the idea of never seeing you again. So he'd rather shove his feelings down and ignore them than act on them and never speak to you again. It's what he's done for the last year so keeping it up shouldn't be an issue.
"You flatter me, Y/N."
"And you the same, professor."
"Please, call me Levi. You've graduated. I'm no longer your professor. And we’ll be working together as equals, so you're more than okay to refer to me with my first name."
"Okay, Levi." He just felt his soul leave his body at the sound of his name. If he was a cat, you would hear him purring. "I look forward to working with you!"
"Me as well."
A month later, you were in Berlin, working side by side with Levi. Any time you heard the shower running, you wanted to scream, remembering the first night you moved in, seeing a towel only wrapped around his hips. How is a professor and historian built like that? He isn't ripped, but you definitely saw a six pack and an Adonis belt. You had to pretend as if you never saw him, as if that image doesn't take over your dreams, filling them with nothing but pure lust. Unbeknownst to you, Levi had the same conundrum, having seen you in your underwear when you accidentally left the door to your room open. Is he some kind of pervert? He must be with how often he thought about you. What's wrong with him and why can't he get it together? Rather than sort out his feelings, he bottles them up once more, while you do the same. He finds himself regretting that he brought you here like he has every day since you both arrived.
One night all of the staff decided to go out and party. Levi has no idea how you roped him into this, but here you both are, Levi sitting on the table and you having the time of your life on the dance floor. His eyes are focused on you, and how could they not be with how bright you look, rivaling even the lights. A tap on his shoulder caught his attention.
"Levi, you can't keep sitting here." He turned to see Hange, an archivist he's worked with before.
"I'm fine here." Hange scoffed at Levi's words.
"I don't think so. I see you staring at your coworker. It's so obvious you like them."
"I have no idea what you're talking about." A mischievous smile made its way onto Hange's face.
"So you won't mind if I go dance with them, right? They look like so much fun." Levi scowled and almost snarled before clearing his throat.
"Sure. Go have fun." Hange sauntered up to you, their presence only being made known to you with the scent of a sharp perfume. You never knew how to describe their scent as anything other than clean. Their breath was cool on your ear.
"Hey Y/N. Wanna make Levi jealous?" You turn to them, certain that you didn’t hear them correctly, but they had a grin that you knew meant nothing but trouble.
"What do you have in mind?"
"Dance with me. Give him a show." Your smile quickly matched their own, and you grabbed his hands before pulling them close.
"And a show he'll get." Soon there was barely any space between you two as you both moved to the music. You honestly forgot about three songs in what your initial goal was, losing yourself to the music. Hange was so much fun, the both of you giggling when you bumped into each other or made a misstep. Their mood was contagious and you easily found yourself lost in them. A tap on your shoulder brought you back to earth, turning to face the person who wanted your attention only to see Levi.
"Y/N. I'm going home. Have fun with Hange," he spoke through gritted teeth and looked composed, although you could tell he was seething. His jaw was clenching and unclenching and a fire raged in his eyes.
"Give me a second and I'll come with you." Levi scoffs at your response.
"No, you're having so much fun with them and I wouldn't want to impede."
"Levi. We're heading home." You turned and kissed Hange on both cheeks. "See you tomorrow!"
"I look forward to it." They winked and you giggled, only serving to only worsen Levi's mood. Levi quickly pulled you out of the club, mumbling quietly. A taxi pulled up and you both stayed silent on the ride back to the apartment, but you could feel the tension crawling on your skin. As you entered the apartment, Levi walked behind you, closing the door gently. He has to remain calm. He shouldn't fuck this up. How can he get his feelings across to you in a way that doesn't make you uncomfortable? He's deep in thought and the sound of you calling his name breaks his concentration, his eyes focused on you. Before he could say anything, you walked up to him and kissed him, stealing his breath away. He quickly returned the kiss, holding a hand to your cheek. You never got the time to really pay attention to all of his callouses, the rough texture imprinting on your skin, but you felt as if this is where you belong, where you were meant to be. With him. By his side. You both broke away from the kiss as you let out a breathless chuckle.
"Well, I'm glad I'm bold enough for the both of us. You would have taken forever to confess." He scoffed at your words.
"I was planning on telling you tonight."
"After I was practically grinding on Hange."
"Fair. But why them of all people?" You gave him a soft smile before you spoke.
"Because they're your friend. I know you trust them to not seriously be flirting with me. So I got to make you jealous in a comfortable way." He returned your smile in kind.
"That was a solid plan. There's, however, one hiccup." You cooked your head in confusion.
"Oh, and what would that be?" His smile turned into a malicious smirk, with affection and lust swimming in his eyes.
