#rivetra fanfic

[safire-lupe]

Oh, how I love to draw my own covers for my fanfics. They all turned out so beautiful. *pats own shoulder*

(And thank you to Sleep Token's music for inspiring me.)

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[psychosocialwai]

Currently in my dissertation arc after years of hiatus from academic writing. 📑✍️ But I will still try to write Rivetra fanfictions and contribute to Rivetra Summer Fest 2025 because this ship fuels me. 🫶 Tbh, my day 1 prompt draft for this event is longer than my thesis draft lmao

[capitainelevi]

The mission was supposed to be simple enough. Squad Leader Erwin had warned her to avoid making contact with her target no matter what. Then how did Petra find herself sitting next to him in the middle of the crowded bar?

A Choice with No Regrets setting.

First chapter here 

[heybeybey]

Flicker

For @theonewithwaytoomanyfandoms 🐝

Summary: In a world where there are no Walls and Eldia still reigns, Levi, a noble from the Ackerman warrior clan, found himself in an arranged marriage with Lady Petra Ral—a noblewoman from the southern side of the globe.

[Canonverse AU where the Eldian empire never fell.]

Pairing: Rivetra

Rating: Explicit

Words: 6,687

[Ao3 link]

Preview:

“Petra,” he hears Petra’s mother warn her in a low tone when the lady refuses to offer her hand for Levi to kiss.

Levi still keeps a gloved palm outstretched in invitation, a brow cocked up in amusement. She just stares back at it.

“Thought non-Eldians are a stain to your kind, Mr. Ackerman,” Petra finally snaps, still not raising her hand.

“Petra!” Her father scolds, then turns to Levi and Kuchel with fear in his brown eyes. “P-Please forgive my daughter’s tongue. She’s young and you’re the first man she is to be—“

Levi holds up a hand to stop Lord Ral from further stuttering. Kuchel, on the other hand, started eyeing Petra in silent disapproval.

“I’m already aware of how… spirited your daughter is, Lord Ral,” Levi says, shaking his head. “Maybe we can move to dinner instead?”

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[savingprimrose]

Hey there, I see youre asking for prompts and I had this idea a few nights ago: the survey corps soldiers are in a mandatory ball or smth like that for the military, and Levi sees the guys that hires him to kill Erwin all those years ago and he gets super pissed (because if he hadnt entered the corps he probably would have been sentenced to death for all his crimes, and then this rich guy plots to kill a high ranking military and a few years later he is free and partying like nothing ever happened.) Everybody sees he is in a sour mood, and Petra aproaches him to ask why and comfort him, whether he tells her what happened or not.

Anon, I'm so sorry it took me months. 🥺👉🏼👈🏼

I hope you like it!

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Levi Ackerman hated going to Mitras for precisely two reasons.

One, he hates the rich, snobby people of the upper class.

And two, he hates parties.

And just socializing in general.

Talking to people makes his head hurt. And one of the main reasons that the Scouting Legion even goes to Mitras is, well, for number 2. And if number 2 is the reason why they’re being summoned to the capital then most likely number 1 is involved as well.

And well, you could say that Levi Ackerman will be having the worst time of his life. Thinking about schmoozing up to the rich - and expecting to dance with them with his two left feet - is making him wish he’d be eaten alive by a titan instead.

Levi sulks at the edges of the ballroom, arms crossed over his chest and a scowl on his face. He fishes out his pocketwatch from his coat pocket and curses under his breath, he’s only been here for literally 30 minutes and yet he feels as if he's been stuck in this cursed place for all of eternity.

Erwin has left him to go talk with Zachary and the other commanders, Hange is talking the ears off of some noble about titan research and hoping to get much-needed funds for the next expedition, while Mike and Nanaba are having the time of their lives - drinking and dancing.

And his whole squad is missing. He hasn't caught sight of them since the moment they stepped through the threshold of the palace.

"I'll go and fetch us some drinks, Captain."

Eld had said 30 minutes ago. He hasn't returned since.

"And I will get us some snacks."

Oluo had said right after but knowing him, he's probably trapped some new recruit in a corner and started flirting with them.

Levi wonders where Gunther and Petra are. They went off to dance around the same time Eld and Oluo excused themselves. He stands on his tiptoes and cranes his neck in search of them, quickly spotting Gunther on the other side of the ballroom, headed towards who he thinks is Eld.

Petra, on the other hand, is still missing.

Levi sighs and lowers himself back on his heels, slipping his pocketwatch back in his coat.

He decides to hunt down his squad - just so he can bid them good night. He's not needed here, anyway. And his headache is killing him.

Levi opts to find Petra first since he already knows where the boys are. He makes his way around the perimeter of the ballroom, looking this way and that for the familiar flash of sunset-colored hair.

He thought it would be easy to spot her from across the room with her hair but that has proven itself difficult with the number of tall people around and it pisses him off. He has gotten elbowed too many times in one night for his liking and Levi clenches his jaw tight.

Fuck tall people.

He decides to get some fresh air before trying to look for Petra again. He is nearing the balcony when he hears a familiar giggle behind his back and whirls around only to collide with yet another tall person who can't even be bothered to look at where they're going.

The collision caused a vein to pulse in his temple, making his headache even worse than it already is.

"Pardon me. I didn't see -"

The man stops mid-sentence upon seeing Levi's face and Levi has never wanted to kill a person so hard in his life than this very instant.

“I see you’re still alive, Levi,” Nicholas Lovof smirks, looking down his long nose at him.

Fuck this tall bastard most of all.

Levi’s blood begins to boil, “I see that you're out of prison you crusty old piece of shit."

Lovof laughs and Levi felt his hands twitch by his side, itching to punch the older man in the face.

“There’s nothing money can’t buy, Levi.”

Levi balls his fists and grits his teeth, doing everything he can not to slip the dagger out of his waistband and slit the bastard’s throat open right then and there. Levi hates how money makes the world go round. If he did not join the Scouting Legion he would've been thrown in jail for all the crimes he's committed and for all the people he's killed.

He would probably even be dead by now.

Lovof sneers, “What? Nothing to say to that, street rat?”

“Get out of my sight,” Levi seethes, each syllable laced with hatred and disdain. His hand subconsciously moving to the dagger at his waist.

Lovof's eyes dart to the movement of Levi's hand and his face breaks into another shit-eating grin, “You can’t kill me. You can’t even kill Erwin.”

A growl rises at the back of Levi’s throat just as a delicate hand wraps around his elbow, stilling his movement.

“Captain! There you are!”

His eyes fly to the hand curled around his elbow and he instantly knows who it belongs to. Levi watches as the hand slides down his forearm to cover his right hand and take it away from the dagger’s hilt.

He lifts his gaze from it and locks eyes with Petra as she squeezes his right hand with hers, “Dance with me."

She then turns to Lovof with a smile plastered on her face, "Excuse us, sir. I believe my captain owes me a dance."

Lovof smirks and raises his wine glass at him in a mock salute.

Levi nearly lunges at the old man but Petra squeezes his hand tighter to restrain him before leading him away from Lovof and into the throng of people in the middle of the ballroom waiting for the string quartet to resume playing music. The quartet begins playing a soft melodic piece that Levi thinks is more aptly played at a wedding.

“You know I don’t dance, Petra,” Levi nearly growls, still angered from his run-in with Lovof.

“Indulge me,’ Petra says as she transfers his right hand to her left and places it on her waist. She does the same with his other hand and leads him to sway alongside the couples beside them. She loops her arms around his neck and feels how tense his shoulders are. She gives him a small smile, one that he doesn’t notice as he is still adamant in glaring daggers at Lovof’s back.

Petra sighs as she leads him along in the dance. She knows that her captain hates social events but she has never seen him so close to stabbing a person in front of hundreds of people.

“Captain. Talk to me,” she whispers as she caresses his nape with her thumb, the gesture surprisingly tender and intimate and it catches Levi’s attention - his gaze finally drifting back to hers.

Levi relaxes a fraction as she continues to knead at his neck.

“That bastard should be rotting in prison,” He grumbles, hands tightening around her waist.

Petra nods, encouraging him.

”He’s -” Levi swallows, tries to contain the anger rising up within him, “He’s the reason why Isabel and Furlan are dead.”

Oh.

Petra knows about them - about Isabel and Furlan. They were Levi’s family before joining the Scouting Legion. She knew that they died in their first expedition outside the walls but that was it - that was all her captain has told her.

Levi sighs and proceeds to tell her the rest of the story, of how Lovof tracked them down and gave them a job to kill Erwin all in exchange for health care for their friend Yan and citizenship above ground.

“The Scouting Legion was coming for us whether we accepted the offer or not.”

Levi takes a deep breath and stops their slow dancing while the couples around them continued on, “Citizenship on the surface was all we ever wanted, Petra.”

He opens his mouth to continue but closes it again, realizing that they look like fools - standing in the middle of the ballroom while couples around them danced.

Levi takes Petra’s hand then and leads her away from the merriment and out into the balcony. He lets go of her and leans against the balustrade, tipping his head back to stare at the star-studded sky.

"They told me to trust them and that they will make it out of that expedition alive, that we will finish doing the job together and live the rest of our lives above ground.”

Out here under the starlight, he is more open, more vulnerable.

Petra remains silent and lets her captain tell his story uninterrupted. She is content listening and just being there for him - whenever and wherever he needs her.

She tips her head back as well, admiring the way the stars glittered against the pitch-black sky as Levi continued.

“I trusted them.” Levi swallows, "But they died, anyway. I -"

There's a tremble in his voice and Petra sneaks a glance at him and the look on his face shatters her heart.

Levi bows his head and whispers, “I couldn’t save them, Petra. I couldn’t give them the life they wanted.”

A moment passes in silence before a laugh escapes Levi's lips - mirthless and hollow.

Levi turns to face her then, "But no regrets, remember?"

She searches his eyes and wonders how he truly feels. He says these things but his eyes say otherwise.

Petra gives him a small, sad smile, and nods.

"Yes, captain. No regrets."

[misserikacourt]

Rest

Note: This is the second part of my Ghost!Petra story that I posted here before! As always, here’s a bit of a preview to the story! You can find the full fic here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34638148

Petra would not relent. Ever since his first encounter with the ghostly visage of Petra Ral, Levi continued to see her in his office. He knew that if he left the drawer locked she wouldn’t be able to appear, but for some reason, he kept finding himself incapable of keeping her locked away. Maybe he really was going crazy, or maybe he just missed her too much to not allow her to come out. Even despite the fact that she looked disfigured and broken, he still thought it was better than never seeing her again.

Petra was still angry, though, that hadn’t changed.

He tried to avoid his office as much as he could, but he felt drawn back to it almost every single day. The fact that Petra was there, that he could still see her regardless of the shape she was in, was something that he couldn’t quite pass up. It was a special kind of torture he was subjecting himself to, but he couldn’t stop. He simultaneously wanted to see her and wanted to push her away so that he wouldn’t have to think of his shortcomings.

He’d let her die, that much was obvious. He’d known it before she’d told him as much. If only he’d disobeyed his orders. Even during the expedition, he had a feeling in his gut that told him he should have just gone to them, to her , but he couldn’t bring himself to disobey. He couldn’t bring himself to act on his own for once in his cursed, awful life, and that had cost him the thing that was most dear to him. Again.

Knowing what was causing the eerie and angry feeling in his office had alleviated some of his sleeplessness, though. He still got even less sleep than was normal for him before the 57th expedition, but at least he was getting a few hours now. Hanji and Erwin had both been increasingly worried about him, and he knew that he wouldn’t have been able to go on like that for much longer. He was relieved when Petra seemingly decided to let him sleep every now and then, although she wouldn’t let him forget what she wanted from him.

Kill Erwin Smith .

The angry words she’d spoken to him rang through his mind regularly, even in his dreams. He knew she wouldn’t rest until he fulfilled her desires for her, but he also knew that he couldn’t just kill the Commander because Petra Ral’s ghost wanted him to do it. He already seemed insane enough, there would be no way to make people believe something like that. Especially since it seemed that no one was able to see Petra but him.

Hanji had heard the banging of the drawer the patch was in and saw the door to Levi’s office slam shut the one time they had come to his office, but they had not been able to see Petra’s spirit, Levi had made certain that they couldn’t.

[anya-grace]

Lock Screen Pictures

Summary: Petra has a habit of changing Levi's lock screen picture.

Word Count: 394

Rating: General Audiences

Levi groaned when he opened his phone, revealing a picture of him dozing off in their chemistry class as his lock screen. Petra laughed at that. She has a habit of changing his phone lock screen whenever she has the chance, putting most of his embarrassing pictures for him to see. At this point, he wasn’t even annoyed. He just cringed when he saw his pathetic face on his phone.

He changed his lock screen- for the fourth time today, and as he scrolled through his gallery (which mostly was filled with notes, pictures of his dog, and some screenshots of his favorite movie), he noticed a picture of him and Petra. The only one they had together. It was taken last year after their school trip, and he remembers sleeping in the bus with her beside him when Hanji took a picture of them (he asked Hanji to give him the picture in exchange for helping them on their science project). Both of their mouths were hanging open, and Petra was leaning on his shoulders.

Levi decided to make it his lock screen.

***

For some reason, Petra thinks that Levi putting his phone in random places was very out of character. He is an organized dude, but somehow, he lets his phone stay on spots that can easily be accessible by anyone- especially her. He is careless, she decided. That, or he intentionally put his phone into places she can see (and he even gave her his phone password).

And that’s why she developed this habit of changing his lock screen every time. It was funny. He would always look so annoyed and pissed off whenever he opened his phone. And she finds it cute when he does that. This time around, while Levi is getting his lunch, Petra decided to change his phone lock screen again.

When she pressed the power button, Petra was greeted by a picture of them. It was ugly if she were to be blunt. They looked stupid and so tired. Like they just finished a day’s work and needed to sleep for the next two months. She chuckled.

We look cute next to each other, Levi.

Petra set his phone down as she noticed Levi approaching their table. She won’t change his phone lock screen today. But perhaps when they had another picture together, she would. Probably.

[petra-deserved-better]

Hi All,

In the hopes of being more organised, and because tumblr tagging system never seems to work well I’ve made a list of all my fanfictions I’ve written so far.

If there is anything you’d like to see (or one I’ve started you’d like to see more of) let me know. My ask box is always open :)

Levi x Petra (One Shots)

- Petra suffers from panic attacks (here).

- Band AU - Petra meets No Name front man Levi in a record shop (here)

- Petra Lives AU - Petra confronts Eren after Levi is injured (here)

- Petra Lives AU - Petra comforts Levi after his encounter with Kenny (here)

- Afterlife AU - Petra meets Kuchel (here)

- Rivetra Tangled AU (here)

- Rivetra week 2018 prompt Fantasy (here)

- Rivetra Handmaids Tale AU (here)

- Rivetra Fantasy AU (the Dragon Slayer) (here)

Levi x Petra (Series)

- Rivetra Pirate Au Part One (more coming soon I promise)

- Og Levi Squad lives Uprising Arch Part One (again more coming soon)