#pining!levi

[ererisimsadventures]

I show not your face, but your heart’s desire

[margri3t]

No homo but i want all the homo

So this idea is brought to you by a bunch of people on the Ereri discord posting fanart and saying Eren and Levi were just being good ‘bros’

If you were to ask me how I met my boyfriend the answer would be simple: we met in high school and became good friends. If you were to ask me how we actually became boyfriends however, I would tell you a complicated story consisting of many awkward stares, silences, and even boners…

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“So you’re serious about sleeping on the couch?” Eren, my best friend at the time, asked.

“Why wouldn’t I be? I’ve got nowhere else.” The couch seemed like the most obvious answer to my problem. I’m sure it isn’t that uncomfortable?

“Bro, last time I napped on that couch you had to give me a back massage afterwards because of how lumpy it was.” Now I thought about it, I did remember something along the lines of that happening.

“That’s true but it’s literally the only other place I can sleep in the flat that isn’t my bed.” I didn’t see what other options I had.

“No homo, but I do have a double bed…it’s a lot better for your back than that piece of crap.” Eren gestured to the couch I was sitting on.

“So you’re suggesting I sleep with you?” Not that I was opposed to the idea, but I was opposed to the fact that Eren and I were currently stuck in the ‘brozone’. A type of friendship where one, or possibly both, of the friends has gay feelings for the other but is concerned they may ruin the friendship and therefore starts almost every sentence with ‘bro’ or ‘no homo’. This is also a method of protecting masculinity.

“Yes, we’ll stay on our own sides of course.” What if I didn’t want to? What if I wanted to get as close to you as possible and be held in your arms, tucked up safe and surrounded in your scent? Okay Levi that got a bit too specific. Tone it down a notch.

“Sure…bro.” I had just doomed myself to a restless night in hell…or heaven…it might be both.

One hour later and I was watching Eren sleep. Wait…rewind. That sounded creepy as fuck. What I meant is that I was laying in bed unable to sleep whilst Eren was already deep in dreamland. I had tried to sleep but I was just too worked up. How would you feel if you were platonically sharing a bed with your crush? I was transfixed on watching the way his chest lifted up and down, taking in and expelling breaths through the slight opening of his mouth. When exactly did you fall this far Levi? Fuck if I knew. The only thing I knew is that I didn’t want ‘no homo’ anymore I wanted all the homo goddamnit.

The other thing keeping me from sleeping is the worry that I would move in my sleep and Eren would wake up to me clutching him like a teddy bear. Who knew what that would cause. I knew that if Eren turned on the light now I would be bright red due to all the thoughts running through my head. Would Eren ever feel the same way as I felt right now? Was I getting my hopes up for nothing or did he also just want to get out of this fucking bromance already? After about another hour of nerve wracking thoughts, I felt my eyes slip closed and sleep take over my senses.

I was lucky I woke up before Eren…

When I woke up it was 5am and I was definitely not on my “side” of the bed. I could tell due to the fact I was undoubtedly staring at Eren’s chest about 2 centimetres in front of my face. Immediately I recoiled and almost fell off the bed. Saving my ass from injury on the cold linoleum floor by about 5mm.

My mind was reeling, if Eren had actually woken before me it would have been so fucking awkward. He would have stared at me with those amazing emerald green orbs and told me to get the fuck off him and out of the house along with his life. If I was lucky my parents wouldn’t disown me but that was unlikely.

I fell off the bed….

I woke up…

While my awake self was aware that Eren was a person, my asleep self was convinced that he was actually a teddy bear. Because when I opened my eyes, guess who was staring back at me?

“Are you cold Levi?” Eren asked immediately getting out of bed to grab blankets out of the cupboard. It was 4am. The silence in the room felt thick with sexual tension.

I ran to the bathroom and stayed there for a good ten minutes.

When I finally mustered up the courage to show my face again Eren was back in bed with more blankets and basically asleep. I spent the next 4 hours keeping myself awake in fear of the past repeating itself.

~~~

Three days later and my bed was fixed. I vowed to never mention the last few nights again…

Seeing as it was Saturday and Eren and I had a day off Eren decided it would be fun to have a movie night. I saw no way this could go wrong, maybe some awkward blanket sharing but for the rest it should all be fine.

Or that’s what I told myself because it wasn’t all fine.

Halfway through Mulan, aka the best movie ever, I apparently dropped some popcorn down my trousers.

“Hey, Bro, you…dropped some popcorn there..lemme get it for you.” Eren has no shame.

My mind blanked and before I knew it Eren had his hand down my trousers and was trying to find a piece of popcorn. Now I pride myself in my self control, but when someone you find attractive literally has a hand down your pants there’s going to be a boner. No sooner did Eren finally find the piece of popcorn than I ran to my room spouting the excuse that I had to get changed.

The rest of the night was spent in a heavy silence watching disney films and sharing a blanket…

The next day I had new resolve. Today I was going to ask Eren Jaeger out and not be a fucking wimp about it. The whole day was spent pacing and running countless scenarios through my head. Maybe he would decline? Chuck me out? Never talk to me again? None of the scenarios were good but that did not deter me.

I sat next to Eren on our lumpy ass couch and watched him as intently as he was watching the tv.

“You seem nervous Levi, what’s up?” Eren always knew how to see right through me.

“I’m er..going on a date.” Fuck. You haven’t even asked him yet Levi, back it up.

“So what’s there to be nervous about. You have gone out with people before right?” Oh god.

“No?” Why did I say it like a fucking question Jesus Levi man the fuck up.

“Kissed someone?”

“No…” The thought of Eren’s lips on mine made me turn bright red.

“Well that’s no good, I can’t have my bro going on a date unprepared.” I did not like the direction this was going… “Look I’ll show you how.”

Fuck.

All of a sudden our lips interlocked and I was melting into Eren’s touch. If this was what heaven felt like, sign me the fuck up. Because I was fucking free falling off the tallest building in the world and was about to hit the ground.

Eventually Eren pulled back and I felt a tingle on my lips where his used to be. My pupils were almost definitely dilated and I was panting heavily. Eren on the other hand seemed mostly unaffected his breathing only slightly heavier than before. The thought that Eren had kissed someone before made my heart twinge uncomfortably.

“You’re not bad.” Eren said after a while.

“Thanks?” I was still slightly dazed.

“So when are you leaving?” Oh man this was it. Rest in peace Levi Ackerman.

“Well actually I still need to ask them out.” I let a shy smile trace my lips.

“You’d better do that then…”

I quickly grabbed my phone and pulled up Eren’s contact details. Asking him out by text would be a lot less awkward. After a long internal struggle I pressed send…

Levi to Eren

6:34 pm

I want to be more than just friends, go out with me?

It was cringey but it was the best I could do. When I heard Eren’s phone buzz I didn’t dare to look up. The next ten seconds felt like ten hours but eventually I felt a soft hand touch my shoulder.

“Levi-”

“I know what you’re gonna say Eren. ‘You’re my best bro’ ‘ I don’t feel that way towards you’. I’m…if you’re going to decline me..please…don’t do it harshly.” Tears were threatening to escape my eyes and I stared down at my lap clutching onto the fabric of my jumper like a lifeline.

Instead of removing his hand, Eren brought it down to my chin and carefully lifted my head up so I was looking him in the eyes. He was smiling. Why would he be smiling?

“I was going to say that I’d love to. Levi.” As Eren said those words a mix between a sob and a laugh escaped my mouth. I was setting myself up for the worst like the negative person I am. But Eren was always there to be positive for me.

[anotherererifanshippingcorner]

Actor AU - ereri week day #5

I’ll keep being late, but I really want to write OS with all the prompt for the ereri week. This is the Actor AU from yesterday -though, it’s already 3 in the morning here (so two days ago i’m an horrible person), and I’ll be out in less the four our for a two-days family trip with no pc, so I’ll try to work on the rest on paper. Now, I really need to sleep. (sorry, I don’t know where pining!Levi came from...)

Rating: General Audience

Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin

Pairing: Eren Jaeger/Levi Ackerman

Word count: 1913

Additional tags: Alternative Universe - Modern Setting, Actor AU, Pining!Levi, Actor!Levi, Help director!Eren

Summary: One Shot for ereri summer week 2017, Actor AU

He wasn’t pining. He knew what the word meant – to miss or long for, as his generous friend and manager Erd liked to remember him. He had anything he had always longed for -a house that fit a man’s basic needs, a family, even if not blood related, a healthy condition and the job career of his childhood’s dreams-, so Levi rarely lost his patience when the guy started reprimanding him about not giving himself the chance to be happy. What did that mean, anyway? He was happy. He really didn’t need anything and wasn’t interested in nothing more than what he already owned. It wasn’t out of arrogance, an accuse that needed to be addressed since just being a well-know, successful actor seemed to qualify him as the perfectly stereotyped windbag. Levi was genuinely okay with himself. He had his good points and bad parts, as anyone, nothing more. The door opened, cutting short his mental soliloquy. “Good morning, Mr. Ackerman!” There. The help-director who has been assigned to him. Closing after him, Eren Jaeger walked toward Levi with his long, tight-black-jeans-hugged legs, combat boots, and a mouth-watering fitting olive green button down. His hands were full of take away cups and a bag from Levi’s favorite bakery shop. God, that deserved more than a simple “thank you”. “How many times do I have to tell you to call me Levi, you deaf brat?” Okay. Something went wrong during the brain-to-mouth part of the communication. “But sir-“ “No. Every day the exact same thing before we even get things started. Are you trying to offend me?” How was he so much more talented in screwing up all his not-work-related conversation than movie script? He may have accidentally terrified the kid -his big, clear, magnetic eyes were wide with concern and confusion. “NO! I would never dream of-“ “Then call me by my name as I asked you. We have been working together for months, no need for all this formality.” The look in his eyes gentled a little, his features softening with relief and a sweeter hint of affection. “It’s just hard to get unused to formalities, s- Levi.” “Mmh.” He wasn’t smiling, not really. “We’ll just have to get you used to it.” He didn’t mention the fact that they had more or less one last week of filming left, and Eren didn’t, either. He handed out one of the cups and then hesitated, fiddling with the paper bag. “Here is your tea. I, uhm, I was walking past the place you told me about on the way here, the one with fresh bagels and those awesome donuts we ate when your brought them here? I thought they’d make the day start better, since the filming process is getting pretty intense, plus you seemed a lot stressed last week, so… yeah.” Eren gave him the bag and Levi didn’t know if he should gaze in wonder at that or the boy sitting in front of him on the couch. He chose to check on the item in his hands, breathing in. Levi smelled the chocolate-praline coated bagel before seeing or touching it. “Careful, Eren, you’re spoiling me. I may ask you to abandon the movie making road and become my slave.” And that wasn’t meant to sound as sexual harassment. “W-well, I wouldn’t mind this little deviation to become a routine for the days to come, if you’re up for it. Bagel really seems to lighten your mood!” You lighten my mood. He put a hand on his mouth to not let that kind of bullshit escape him. They already talked about boot-licking behavior and how much Levi hated that shit. They barely knew each other when Levi reprimanded him about it, and even then Eren seemed sincere when he admitted how much he admired Levi and his movies and how he wanted to work hard to make sure he wasn’t going to be a burden for any of them. Levi still saw the same determination, though Eren was much more mellow and friendlier than in those first days. He liked that attitude. Soon, they found a rhythm -practicing lines on mornings in Levi’s dressing room until it was time to film. The perfect routine, one he fought to maintain when the director wanted to change filming times due to a not so important reason -Pixis thought Levi wasn’t sleeping enough, that he was giving a hard time to his make up and hair styling team, but that was stupid, he just wanted to be there in time every morning to review his lines with the boy. He started eating, looking over at Eren as he pulled out of his bag the script from today’s scenes and summed up them for Levi. His voice demanded to be listened to, rich and enthusiastic while articulating every word and sentence, and Levi couldn’t do anything but what he was supposed to do. Chocolate hair were brushed off by a strong looking hand, so delicate between between those locks, and Levi followed it until it disappeared, focusing instead on Eren’s eyes. Worse. He sighed and told Eren to hand him the script so he could refresh the lines in his head before they started to work seriously.

***

“You’re being ridiculous.” “I’ve already heard that.” “Because you are! This is your ultimate chance! My God, Levi, you’ve been-“ “-pining on the help-director for moths! Why the two of you always talk about the same thing?! Don’t you get bored?” Erd turned around on the barstool and regarded Hanji, one out of two script’s co-writer, with a disapproving look. “You’re not helping, you know that?” “I can’t not-help something that isn’t even there, now, can I?” Levi shot her a dark look, sipping his drink with a frown. “Don’t you have lines to create instead of spitting bullshit here?” “We finished filming, honey!” “Don’t call me that.” “Aww, come on! Everyone knows, okay? Just go with the flow and see what happens! You two should talk and keep it slow, or meet up and fuck all day. But this sexual tension you’re emitting has to stop. It’s becoming hard staying around you. Literally” “Good.” She whined in annoyance. “Hanji is right. Stop pining after him and do something, dude!” He was not pining, for god sake- “Levi!” He shot around at Eren’s voice and located him walking over from the table where the crew was celebrating for the occasion. His smile was as big as theirs, only ten times brighter and cuter and his eyes where fucking shining under the bar’s faint lights. He wanted to run his hands on his cheeks and jaw and chin and caress those lips that kept forming his name and kiss him and see if they tasted as good as they were inviting- Fuck. He was definitely drunk -ish. “Why are the three of you here alone?! Well, you are three, so you’re not alone, but- you should come over!” Eren was cute when he drank too much. “You drank too much.” Right. No filter. Hanji held her laugh back, looking anywhere but at them, and Erd silently slipped away from the boot, siding her. “What are you talking about?! We are partying!” He threw his arms up, almost losing his balance in the action, and Levi shot forward, steadying the boy. “Stop, brat, you want to sprawl all over the floor or what?” “I want to get sprawled under you…” Eren threw his arms around his neck, this time, and Hanji couldn’t contain herself anymore -she burst out laughing, making meny heads turn around to regard them curiously. “Oh, wow. Okay, that’s our clue to leave!” Erd excused them with those word and dragged Hanji after him, while the woman kept crying out and shout thing like: “good luck with that, man!” He sighed, trying to keep Eren on his feet with his hands on the boy’s hips and ignoring what he said. “Stop saying shit. Come on, I’ll call you a taxi.” “Nooo. The party is not over, I came here to call you, not a taxi!” Levi was tired and drank and grumpy and he wanted to go home, but Eren stayed there, dead-weighing on Levi’s shoulders and muttering unintelligible shit in his ear. He sighed again, his heart was not jumping in his chest. “I’ll ride with you, okay? Let’s go, this is not a place for you in this state.” “But the others-“ “You look like you’re going to drop any moment.” “That’s not true! Stop treating me like a kid!” Eren struggled against him when Levi started to shove him out of the bar, not looking over at the table for even a second. “As you’re right now, you should be in bed.” “You could keep me company.” Levi moaned in displeasure. “You’re such a pain in the ass.” He leaned down and with a swift movement, he grabbed Eren’s leg for support, made pressure on his belly with his shoulder and lifted him up with a grunt, adjusting his weigh and keeping him still with his arm before walking over the door. “Put me down!” “As if.” “I can walk!” “It didn’t look like you wanted to.” “I’m going to spank you right now!” “Be my guest.” They left the bar, one more willing than the other, and Levi called for the taxi and moved closer to the edge of the sidewalk, were a bench was. He threw Eren there, minding he didn’t land too hard, and then sat down next to him. Eren almost instantly attached himself to Levi octopus style, making the actor wonder where he found so much agility when he seemed such a sluggish drunk. “Eren.” “Mmmmh.” “Move.” “I hno wanto.” Levi barely understood him. “I don’t care want you want, move.” He wasn’t agitated. He was perfectly calm. Eren didn’t move. “Eren.” “Mmmh.” “Eren-“ “You’r s’ comfy.” Levi freezed. Eren tightened his hold, nuzzling his face against the juncture of his shoulder and neck, making him shiver. Jesus fuckin- “I like your neck, it’s soft.” He spoke more clearly, taking a deep breath, then another. He was sniffing Levi. His heartrate was okay. It was all fucking good. Levi suddenly felt teeth against his neck and he barely held back a real moan, shocked at how quickly he had relaxed on that bench next to Eren. “Eren, we are drunk. Stop.” “Bt you wan me.” “What?” “I know. People talk. And I saw… when you thought I wasn’t lookin…” Levi swallowed, his throat so dry it hurt a little. And he was sweating, fucking gross! Eren’s words were sluggish, but understandably occasionally. He didn’t move his head and kept hugging him, as if he was afraid of letting him go. Levi just wanted to run. Or stay right where he was. “Why re you always s’ jumpy? I barely know what to do with myself when you… you re so… uh.” Levi’s arm found home on Eren’s bended shoulders, and the tension he felt in the boy’s voice seemed to leave his body, at least. “Not now, brat. We can- we can talk in the morning. Alright?” “You’ll be there?” “Uhm-“ “Stay on the couch. Or in my bed. Whatever.” “You seem awfully awake, right now.” “Not my fault.” Levi nuzzled him back a little, and the two of them waited the taxi. Erd was right -he was pining. But little did they know -Eren was pining too.

[yamwrites]

Baby blue(s) {Preview}

@cinnamonskull

I’m drowning in fics rn but the urge to write a dilf!Eren multichaptered fic was too strong. And have some transman/pastel!levi. Tbh I’m not too sure when the first chapter will be done, but please accept this humble offering to add to your glorious dilf!eren shrine in the meantime. c:

…….

Eren wasn’t sure what he expected to happen when he went buy more milk from the local grocery store-aside from getting milk, of course.

But he hadn’t anticipated someone crashing their shopping cart directly into his while grabbing some pads in the feminine hygiene section for Isabel. He looked up, ready to apologize but froze upon seeing a familiar face.

“Levi?” He gasped.

Last time he had seen the young man was on his and Isabel’s graduation day, but the memory was not a fond one. He still recalled the way Levi had quietly admitted to his feelings for Eren, meeting Eren’s eyes in spite of the flush that crept down to his neck and his clear embarrassment. Eren remembered how badly he felt as he rejected Levi, not because he had romantic feelings for the boy but the way Levi’s face fell.

He had been expecting rejection or so he said but Eren couldn’t get the memory of Levi’s glistening eyes out of his head or the way his voice sounded so broken as he mumbled, “Oh… I, well, figured. You know. ‘Cause I’m just a loser who takes care of his drunk uncle and I only have two friends-“

“Levi, no. You’re just-”

“Is it because I wear makep and dresses, even though I’m a guy…?” He trailed off.“…Is it I’m transgender?” Levi inquired, voice raw and trembling.

Eren was stunned, utterly speechless. How could Levi even think such a thing? Eren was trying to formulate the appropriate response, that how Levi presented himself or his gender was not a problem, could never be. That Levi should always be himself and do what made him feel happy and confident so long as no was being hurt-

“Huh. You know… I thought you were better than that. You’d always use my correct pronouns, you bought me my first binder nd you wouldn’t let anyone dead name me, but the fact that I was born a girl, that I’m trans… You’re disgusted by me aren’t you? I bet you only were nice to me for Isabel’s sake.“ Levi muttered, his bottom lip trembling eyes glistening and fists clenched.

“Levi, I-”

“Forget it. Forget I ever said anything. ” Levi spat and then he turned away before running and running…

A little gurgling noise brought him back to the present. Levi stood there before him, wide eyed and lips parted. It had been years since Eren had last seen Levi, his features no longer soft with baby fat and sharper, more angular-

A baby sat in the child’s seat of the shopping cart, dark haired and gray eyed just like Levi. She continued to make the same little gurgling noises that had interupted Eren’s reminiscing. She looked to be about a year old or so and wore a pink little sweater that looked rather similar to Levi’s white one, he also wore sky blue skinny jeans that clung to his legs and, wow, Levi’s legs were kinda nice-

Then, Levi began to quickly back away. He turned the cart around and fled down the aisle, leaving Eren standing there, holding a box of kotex tampons while looking rather confused as he tried to process everything that had just occurred.

[perksofbeingawaifu]

What about Kuchel and Eren's first meeting in your dilf!Eren au? ^.^

wow. dilf!eren. i haven’tthought about that au in a long time. *puffs on bubble pipe staring wistfullyout into the distance*

uh oh @cinnamonskull i feel it. i feel a disturbance in the dilfs.

<*>

“mom”

“No, I can come in! Yes! No don’t call Chelsea, she doesn’t knowwhat she’s doing–Kevin, she brought a customer a Phillips head when they askedfor a screwdriver. Yes, I am on my way, I just need to–I need to find someoneto watch my kid, Kevin. No. No please! I need this shift, I will be there, Ijust—I wasn’t asking for special treatment—asshole!” Kuchel snapped shut theclamshell phone and dug around in her purse for a cigarette.

“I have the tournament this Saturday,” Levi reminded her quietly.

“Fuck,” Kuchel hissed, pinching the bridge of her nose. 

“Did you forget?” Levi asked cautiously.

“No baby, I didn’t forget, I just—” Kuchel’s nails dug into hercheek. “I—I can’t take you. Is there a carpool or bus? I could get Kennyto—no he’s in Gatlinburgh for the month—and you can’t ride with Mrs. Lipski?”

“Mom, she doesn’t vacuum her car! Last time I sat on two Happy Meals!” Levi whined.

“Okay, okay! I just…” She pinched her lips in that nervous wayshe had. “Baby, I need this shift. We need this money. What about thatIzzy friend of yours? Can her mother give you a ride?”

“It’s just Izzy’s dad,” Levi reminded her.

“Right,” Kuchel said distractedly. “What’s their numberthen?”

Eren seemed surprisedto receive her call, but was cheerful enough.

“Sure,bring him over! He can stay the weekend.”

Levihopped out of the car with his duffel bag the second she pulled up to the curb.

“Levi!Not so fast! This isn’t an after school hangout, if you’re staying with themthe whole weekend I want to know these people.”

Leviwalked to the door as fast as his short legs could carry him and was annoyedwhen his mother’s feet caught up with him.

“Hi!”Eren said cheerfully opening the door before Levi could knock. “You must beKuchel, Levi’s mother. I’m Eren, Izzy’s father.”

Kuchelstared, her mouth fell open a little bit. But she found her voice.

“So niceto meet you! Izzy is Levi’s best friend and she is just a burst of energy inhis life.”

“That’sa nice way of putting it,” Eren laughed. “She’s a spitfire, that’s for sure. C’monin!”

Kuchelstepped into the two story house, craning her neck every which way.

“Youhave a beautiful home,” Kuchel said, eyeing the fireplace and mantel. “Your wifehas a great touch.”

“Oh.Well that’s just me. I’m a contractor so…I need to be a bit of an advertisementfor my business,” Eren shrugged, putting his hands in his jean pockets andleaning against a marble countertop that he’d installed.

Subtle, Eren,Levi thought.

Kuchelwas looking a little too hard at Eren’s left hand, squinting her eyes andlooking for a ring.

“Oh,you know what? I think Levi left something in the car, hold on,” she said,grabbing Levi’s hand and pulling him out the door.

“No Ididn’t, Mom—Mom!” Levi insisted because Kuchel was pulling him out the door.

Theygot out on the front porch before Levi could shake her off.

“Mom!”he protested.

“You’renot staying there,” Kuchel decided.

“What?Why not!”

“Becausethere is no way a man that young and good looking is single. So he’s either awidower or he’s a sociopath,” Kuchel said, still pulling Levi along.

“Sociopath,definitely,” Eren said, having followed them outside.

Farfrom annoyed, he looked amused.

“Sorry,it’s just a little odd to me,” Kuchel said with a grimace that mimicked Levi’sown. “There’s no shortage of lonely divorcees in the area.”

Erensnorted.

“Ah,I see where Levi gets his blunt honesty from,” Eren said and Levi bristled, butKuchel appeared flattered, smoothing out Levi’s hair onto his forehead. “Yeah,I’ve met the welcoming committee in the neighborhood. They’re always asking meto come over and give advice on where to put the pool or to fix their deck. Shirtlessof course.”

“Canyou blame them?” Kuchel asked, cocking her head to the side a slow grinspreading on her wan face.

“Mom!”Levi protested.

“Butmy daughter’s safety and happiness is my first priority,” Eren said in a moreserious tone.

Heand Kuchel seemed to be having some kind of a stare-off. Her squinting, greyeyes against his green. Kuchel and Levi could both smell a bullshitter a mileaway and that’s part of why Levi liked Eren. No stank on him. All earnestsincerity.

Kuchel’sphone started ringing again. Probably Kevin. Fucking Kevin. She closed hertired eyes and rubbed at the bags under them.

“Look,Mr. Jaeger. I really, really need this shift. I just want to know that they’renot going to be drinking or watching porn.”

“Noporn,” Eren repeated in agreement. “I’ll make up the guest bedroom so he andIzzy are on other sides of the house.”

“Yeah,I’m not so worried about that,” Kuchel said, her thin mouth a little crooked.

“Mom,just go already, you’re gonna be late—“ Levi said head-butting her side.

“Okay,come here.”

Levicouldn’t escape her hands as cupped his face and kissed his cheeks.

“Mom!”he protested.

“Yoube good, okay?” she asked, planting one more on his silky dark hair.

“Yeah,”Levi said, curling his fingers in her uniform shirt.

HopingEren wasn’t looking he closed his eyes and breathed in her scent quickly beforeletting her go and sprinting in the house up to Izzy’s room.

“Hedoesn’t really need me, does he?” Kuchel asked Eren.

“Don’tbe silly, of course he does. He’s very independent, but that’s a good thing—“

“DADWE WANT PIZZA!”

“WhereasI am just the pizza ordering machine, apparently.”

“Yoube careful, she’s gonna break hearts,” Kuchel cautioned as she got in the car.

“Don’tI know it,” Eren grumbled, waving good-bye as the beat up car took severalturns to start. “What kind of toppings, Pistol?”

“PEPPERONI!And—ew! Levi wants olives but I hate olives so only olives on half of thepizza!”

“Okay,pepperoni and pineapple,” Eren nodded.

“Nopineapple!”

“Pepperoni,pineapple, and olives,” Eren agreed.

“Youalways do this! No pineapple! Levi tell him no pineapple!”

“Extrapineapple,” Eren continued as he dialed the number only to hear Isabel thumpdown the stairs to tell him off.

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dilf!Eren/pining!Levi masterlist (some links may be broken >_<)

[perksofbeingawaifu]

Hi :) if you dont mind me asking, do you know any bottom dilf eren stories? (:

well anon that’s a tricky question. because the trope is dilf!eren and PINING!levi. pining! meaning unrequited love, meaning they don’t do the do in the majority of the fics! now there are moments where levi fantasizes, but these are still just fantasies and not actual penetration. and tbh the idea of dilf!eren and levi having sex while levi is still in hs is squicky and i’m not too keen on it. i’ve said as much before.

now i have read every. single. one. of the fics on the masterlist, but i don’t know/remember if there are any bottom!eren in the list! see again: the part where they don’t actually have sex in the majority of the fics!

I think the thing that comes closest is What’s In That Drawer pt. 3 by kjtrandoms. which has inception levels of fantasy happening (ooer). 

Otherwise there’s a couple of frot fics (ooer) you could check out.

so basically anon: if you want bottom!DILF!Eren write it and i’ll put it on the list!*

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(Don’t) Hop on my Back

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Paring: Eren/Levi

Summary: Based off the AU: I mistook you for my best friend and jumped on your back in public and now I’m embarrassed.

Eren never said he had perfect vision. (Eren’s text name is based off of this video starting at 1:45)

For Ereri Week Day 7: Soumates

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Eren never said he had perfect vision.

To be completely honest he was a step below being called legally blind, so looking back on the incident, it wasn’t entirely because he was texting Armin about snemes (snail memes).

What also didn’t help was Mikasa decided that her long hair, which was then reaching the middle of her chest, was making her become unbearably hot and since it was the beginning of summer she might as well cut it off into a bob-styled haircut.

Long story short; this lead up to Eren being slammed to the ground by the not-so-Mikasa-person.

                                                        ~*~

A-A-Ron: hey wanna meet up fr lunch? Eren had finished watching both seasons of Young Justice and decided that it would probably be a good idea to get out and socialize due to the fact he’d been holed up in his room for three days. Two days were spent actually watching the show, and the third day was spent mourning the unnecessary death of Wally West. Fuck shock value he huffs angrily to himself.

Cinnamon Roll: Sure! There’s a really nice café down at the boardwalk. Does that work for you guys?

Sister from another Mister: okay. i’ll meet you guys there.

Eren changed the t-shirt he was currently wearing (it had a squirrel on it and he’s not quite sure where he got it from or why he was wearing it in the first place) and instead put on a long green flannel and matched it with leggings and Vans.

He grabbed his wallet, his keys, and even chapstick (it was definitely not lipgloss. Seriously fuck Jean and his inability to tell the obvious difference) and walked out the door, forgetting his glasses that were still somewhere tangled in his bedsheets.

Eren is technically supposed to wear them at all times due to everything around his vision being complete shit and making his surroundings blurry as fuck, but contacts were a pain and his glasses gave him a headache whenever he wore them around for too long. Unless he really needed to see clearly, which now that school was over it wasn’t very often, he would go around without them.

Note to self,  he thinks as he walks in the direction of the boardwalk, get a new prescription.

Cinnamon Roll: OMG! Eren, I’m on the way right now, but you missed it! There’s a new meme on Tumblr!

A-A-Ron: dang what is it???wasn t there one just a ffew weeks ago abt auditioning or smthing??

Cinnamon Roll: It’s snemes! (snail memes) also snake memes, or snemes. You’re missing out!! I’ll show you some of the text posts at the café :-)

A-A-Ron: wtf is that freaky smiley face???!?

Cinnamon Roll: Eren, they’re the ‘old fashioned’ emojis and-

Eren stops abruptly when he realizes he should’ve turned a block back, efficiently causing few very annoyed people to navigate around. Eren apologizes and awkwardly turns around on the mostly empty sidewalk, trying to make it seem like someone texted him a new address and continued on the correct route. He makes it to the turn he was supposed to take in the first place and decides it’s safe to start rereading the text Armin sent him a few minutes ago.

He shoots Mikasa a quick text telling her he was almost there and responds to Armin’s new text which resembles the format of a middle-aged mom on facebook trying to seem lighthearted by adding :) to the end of their messages. Honestly, Eren never got why Armin didn’t just download actual emojis.

Sister from another Mister: i see you.

The brunet quickly looks up from his phone whipping his head back and forth searching for Mikasa. Cryptic texts like that set Eren on edge because he felt as if he was being examined by something he couldn’t see.

Sister from another Mister: i’m near the front. also stop looking around like that. it looks like youre about to make a drug deal or something.

He stares at the café in front of him searching the horde of people waiting to be seated when he spots a familiar (also very blurry) black bob complete with a confident stride that could only belong to Mikasa walking on the street across from him.

He hastily crosses the street, checking for cars first- don’t worry mom, before rapidly running at the smaller figure causing the few people on the sidewalk to give him some very alarmed looks but none make any move to stop him from pouncing on the muscular form.

This was nothing out of the norm and started when Eren, Mikasa, and Armin were in kindergarten the two boys, who were very short for their age, took to jumping on Mikasa’s back when they saw her. It looked very weird, and probably a little suspicious, to bystanders, who probably thought they were trying to fight her, but it was a greeting they’d taken up. First of all it made the two feel like they were average height, and second who doesn’t like piggy-back rides? So now it’s just habit when they see Mikasa, they jump on her back.

What happens next is a chain of fast paced events; before Eren can even wrap his legs around the well-built stomach, he gets a sharp blow to the nose, causing his head to snap back rather painfully triggering a serious case of whiplash. Next, still holding tightly to the not-Mikasa’s neck in a dazed pain, Eren feels secure arms wrap around his torso and slam him into the hard concrete.

So there Eren was, nose gushing blood like a geyser, being pinned by a (surprisingly attractive) man with a clean under-cut in the middle of a sidewalk with a shit ton of people crowded around them. Why he promptly felt so attached to this man just by locking gazes with his frost-bitten blue eyes is a mystery.

“What the fuck was that for?” A deep voice pants above him, the dangerous glint leaving his eyes once he realized Eren posed no threat, but the vice-like grip remained.

“I thought you were my friend.” The brunet tries to blink away the hazy feeling from his eyes, “What the fuck was this for?” He points to his nose which is covered in drying blood, then to the strong arms still trapping him from any movement.

The raven huffs and releases his steel hold on the boy below him, “It’s called self-defense. You know, you use it when some cute idiot tries to jump on your fucking back out of nowhere.” He reaches out a hand to help the baffled brunet off the ground. “I’m Levi.”

He’s about to respond to the man calling him cute when a frazzled cry of ‘Eren?’ breaks through the crowd that was now stepping aside to make way for a very angry Mikasa. Behind her was a very befuddled Armin who followed closely behind having probably just arrived after the action went down.

Levi’s desire-filled eyes never once leave Eren’s dazzling green ones even after they were interrupted by Mikasa trying to figure out why the short, weird-haired man flipped her best friend to the ground, obviously not having seen Eren jump on the man’s back.

“Eren.” The way his name rolls off Levi’s tongue makes his stomach flip, it doesn’t help that this beautiful man is staring at Eren like he doesn’t have blood covering his mouth; like he’s the only thing important in world. Eren doesn’t realize he’s staring back with the same vigor. “Are you doing anything important later?”

The brunet manages to babble something along the lines of he’s available tonight and probably for the rest of his life if it involves being with him, causing Levi to bark out a laugh.

“Well here’s my number. We’ll keep in touch then, Ocean Eyes.” He hands Eren a wet wipe from one of his pant pockets along with a business card, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a meeting I’m being forced to attend but I expect a call from you later, alright?”

Eren nods pocketing the card, “Sounds good, Levi.” He smirks at the way the shorter man’s body shivers once the raven’s name leaves Eren’s mouth.

The man leaves, looking over his shoulder at the stunning younger man until he runs into a potted plant and nearly falls on his face, deciding that he would rather not walk into the meeting complete with a purple nose and scratches.

Both meet each other’s eyes one last time, feeling strangely complete, then move on content with the promise of a phone call later.

Until then, Eren was left to deal with butterflies that lingered even after Levi was long gone.

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1. Don’t Make Me Love You

Ereri/Riren Week Day 1: Pining

Levi shuddered and wrapped his arms around himself, fighting for some shred of control to contain his emotions, to reschool his face into emptiness. It didn't work, it couldn't. He was too far gone, too far over the edge to possibly climb back up. Warm hands touched his elbows and he flinched away from the touch, eyes clenching tighter. "Just hit me, beat me, h-hate me. Make it easy for me to hate you, to stop loving you."

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