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Hi Mia! Congrats on 1k 🎉! May I request prompt number 12 with Levi? Thank you ☺️
You don't need three wishes, just one, one will do
Canon!Levi x fem! Reader
Warnings: they/them pronouns for Hange, weird facts about male bees, quite long and quickly proofreading, because apparently I found the time to write this epic poem but not the time to check it- tell me if there are some mistakes!!!
Summary: Levi has, unexpectedly, a crush on you, Hange's sibling. And you have, not so unexpectedly, a crush on him, Hange's friend. It's time for them to take matters into their own hands.
A/N: So. This was loooooong overdue and I hope that's okay for you if I mixed three asks into one- each story would have looked the same, or almost. I hope you like it as well and that you have fun while reading it like I did when I was writing it - a long and sleepless night of typing, as I didn’t have to work today. As always, remember that English is not my first language so forgive me for any mistakes. Love you, Mia.
12: Do you think they'll notice if I steal a kiss?"
1k+ event is always open, and it would turn 2k+ event if you keep being so nice with me and I keep being this slow💞ily
The world around Levi stretched in all directions as he rode Midnight, his dearest and treasured horse. The wind whistled past him,carrying with it the scent of nature and a sensation of freedom and urgency spread in his chest like a wildfire. Sounds of Midnight’s horse’s hooves on uneven terrain created a connection with the environment, immersing Levi and all his companions in it.
The horse’s movements became an extension of his own, as Levi deftly guided him through obstacles. Even though the mission wasn’t as dangerous or treacherous as the ones the Survey Corps were used to and the open fields seemed serene and tranquil, it didn’t mean that they could let their guard down. Danger could lurk around every corner and they should always stay vigilant and watchful for threats.
The field seemed to go on forever, the horizon merging with the sky in a seamless blend of blue and green. The scent of the grass and earth filled the air and the rays of the Sun, filtering through the tops and leaves of the trees, warmed his face.
Midnight’s powerful muscles rippled beneath him, creating a rhythmic motion, as if it were a dance between him and the horse. With every subtle shift in his weight or gentle tug of the reins Midnight obeyed, the testament of the strong trust and connection he’d built over time. When he, indeed, applied pressure on the reins, Midnight stopped. Blades of grass were waved convulsively by exhausted horses and Levi was happy to acknowledge that it was not long until they returned back to the Headquarters.
There was not a soul on the road, a relief for them. Two dark blue crows had rested on a branch, their black eyes seemed to watch the water of the nearby river. Bubbling and burbling, it sprung over the limestone rocks in its way. Chords of soft light speared down from above, bathing its surface in gold.
“Levi,” your voice made him turn his head. You reached his side, your ponytail flying in the air. “Can we stop for a second? The horses need to drink.”
The Captain seemed to weigh your consideration, but he already knew that he couldn’t say no to you. And it wasn’t only because you were the expert of horses, the one who took attentive care of said animals in the stables. He nodded and everyone followed him near the duck-egg blue river.
His grey eyes looked at the reflection on the waters, glancing at your figure. With the excuse of it being a simple yet long mission, during which the horses could get tired or even hurt, he’d asked Hange, Squad Leader and your older sibling, permission to let you join. The bespectacled brunette had, of course, understood that there was something more than that stupid excuse. It was not like they weren’t able to take care of horses, or at least in terms of basic matters.
“Did you know that male bees lose their penises when they have sex with the queen bee?” Hange’s reflection appeared next to him in the glinting waters.
Levi furrowed his brows. “I didn’t,” he said. “ But now I sure do, right?”
Hange shrugged, sitting next to him. “I don’t know. Do you?”
The raven headed man sighed loudly. “That’s disgusting by the way. Why the hell should you know something like this?”
“I don’t know,” they said. “I know many things.”
“Like?”
“Like I know that I’m hungry,” they started. “And like you like my little sister, Shorty.”
It was rare seeing Levi get flustered. His lips would part in a small “o”, closing and opening as if he was a fish out of water. A rose hue would tint his usual pallid cheeks and his body would freeze instantly.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” He snapped, looking everywhere else but towards them. Levi wasn’t even giving them the time to answer that he had already stood up, ready to tell everyone to stop fiddling and going back.
Hange stood up as well, adjusting their ponytail and the glasses on their nose. They had opened their mouth to talk, expressing in words whatever was crossing their mind, when you yourself appeared next to Levi.
“The horses are fine now,” you told him while you untied your ponytail. For a moment, your hair fell free on your shoulders like a mane, before you quickly tied it up again. However, it was enough for Levi’s heart to leap in his chest. “We can go, if you want.”
He nodded his head yes as you slowly walked back to your white and brown spotted horse, Rain, and climbed it.
“Oh, my,” Hange exclaimed, covering their mouth with both hands in a dramatic way. They stepped in front of Levi, scrutinising his face. “Enlarged pupils. Flushed skins. Eye contact. High temperature. You don’t like her, you love her!”
His gaze was colder than always, even if it still carried a little bit of anxiety. “Starve to death.”
The ride back was pretty calm and tranquil, despite the fact that you chose to ride exactly next to him. Your scent infiltrated in his nostrils and you penetrated his thoughts more than you already did. He couldn’t help but hidingly glance at your profile every now and then.
Hange seemed to be the only one who noticed that interaction. It had been a lot since they actually had, but it had never been as clear as that day. The way he was looking for you, as if you were his North Star, was proof that they weren’t crazy as Levi wanted them to believe.
How could you two not acknowledge it? Hange sighed, thinking that it wasn’t fair that they had to do everything.
You and Levi kept riding side by side until you finally reached the Headquarters. Hange stopped next to Levi, jumping off the horse excitedly.
“It’s okay,”they said, grabbing Midnight and their horse’s bridle. It was normally something that you did, but it seemed as if you had your hands full with the novices. “I got them. You go on.”
Levi furrowed his brows. “You sure?”
“Yeah,” Hange smiled. The Captain nodded, already turning to walk towards the main entrance. “About what we were talking about earlier,” they continued, making him stop in his tracks and turn. His cheeks did seem a little bit rosy, but Hange wasn’t exactly sure. “Your secret’s safe with me.”
Levi’s voice was irritated as he spoke through gritted teeth. “What secret?”
A big smile stretched on Hange’s lips when he ran inside. The idea of you, his sibling, and that grumpy Captain, did not bother them at all. On the contrary, the Squad Leader was actually elated by the mere possibility that something like that would happen. They were sure you two were meant to be, but you just needed a little push. And who, better than them, could give it to you?
“Hey sis!” they screamed while approaching you. “Are you free tomorrow night?”
Levi showed up at the rooftop wearing his casual clothes: black trousers and white shirt, his cravat perfectly placed under his neck. His dark jacket slung over his shoulders as he waited for Four-Eyes to show up.
He had to admit that, in all the years he had known them, they never asked him to meet on the rooftop at eleven in the night. However, Levi reminded himself that it was still Hange they were talking about, which meant that everything - everything - was possible.
He sighed, kicking an imaginary rock.
"Levi?" your voice startled him.
As every time he saw you, his heart stopped beating and then raced altogether. Even if it was dark, his perception of the colours intensified and the blue short-sleeved dress you were wearing seemed to shine in the blackness of the night.
"What are you doing here?" you asked, moving closer to him.
Your eyes locked together in a captivating gaze, making the world around you seem to fade away. Levi could feel the butterflies in his stomach, his heart pounding in his chest.
He coughed, looking somewhere else." Hange told me to come here. They said they had to tell me something important."
"Same," you said. Walking slowly towards him, you sat down and opened the bottle of wine you'd carried with you. "Would you like some?"
He nodded, sitting next to you and taking the glass you handed him. You looked up at the sky and fidgeted with your hands nervously. Even if he seemed cool and calm on the outside, he was actually dying on the inside. He was already planning how to kill Hange the next morning.
"Midnight's okay," you said, breaking the utter silence.
"Mh," he answered. "I'm glad."
"Yeah."
Silence fell all over you again, carpeting the space upon you. The tips of your fingers casually touched, sending an electric waves all over your body, and you two were quick to retire them quickly, but not enough to be less embarrassed.
The pressure of the silence was too much for Levi too.
“Did you know that male bees lose their penises when they have sex with the queen bee?”
Your beautiful eyes widened as you looked and turned at him. Your mouth opened and closed wordlessly.
"Sorry, it's just something Hange told me. It's stuck in my head." Like you, he'd like to say.
"Oh," you breathed. "That's interesting, though."
"Is it?" Levi scrunched his nose.
"Yeah," you said. "I think so."
The shadow of a smile crossed Levi's lips. His eyes diverted towards you and your profile, who were watching the night sky with an amazed expression on your face. The atmosphere was imbued with a sense of mystery and serenity, which Levi could barely acknowledge under the thundering pounding of his heart.
The dark, star-studded sky stretched over your heads, while the moon casted a soft, silvery glow, illuminating you with its gente light.
The soft beams gently kissed your skin, creating a subtle play of light and shadow. Your skin appeared bathed in a delicate radiance, accenting your gorgeous features and dazzling nature. It seemed as if the moon caressed your skin, and Levi felt a little bit jealous of that.
In a sky full of stars, he was watching you.
The air was cool and crispy, carrying hints of fragrant flowers and sounds of nature. The butterflies in his stomach swooped and reached his lungs as he passed the jacket from his shoulders to cover your shivering ones.
"Thanks," your voice was a thread of nervousness, your pupils dilated like two supernovas watching him. You snuggled in his jacket before raising your nose up once more.
"Oh, look," you pointed out,somewhere in the dark sky. "Shooting star. Make a wish."
Maybe it was the alcohol of the wine, or it waa your presence, that made him dizzy. Captain Levi, who everyone knew for his coldness, wasn't able to control himself. He couldn't even elaborate the words that slipped through his lips.
" Do I need to? " His eyes bore holes in yours and your gazes locked together. Time seemed to stand still, creating an electric connection between the two of you. Unspoken emotions passed between you two, the only noise was your beating hearts. The world faded into the background, leaving only the two of you, lost in the depth of each other's eyes, experiencing a connection that words alone would never convey.
"Levi," your voice was a whisper, as if you were too afraid that someone could hear you. "Do you have something important to tell me?"
The question hangs in the air, a moment pregnant with anticipation, your eyes fixed on him, seeking answers.
"I -" Levi said, the pressure of the situation becoming too much for him. "I need to go."
He stood up, ready to turn around and leave, closing himself in his office and fill in reports so that he didn't have to think about the missed possibility he just ran away from.
Your fingers laced around his wrist. "Wait - I have," you stopped him. Levi turned around, his eyes still on yours. "I have something important to tell you."
Levi breathed out and closed his eyes. The silence held a million words.
"I have feelings for you."
A heartfelt confession, those four simple words held the power to transform the atmosphere. As they left your lips, the air was charged with a mix of vulnerability and anticipation. Levi's heart skipped a beat as he absorbed the depth of your words, realising the significance of this moment.
"I have feelings for you, for a while now," you repeated with a firmer tone. "I don’t know whether it's right or not. But I can't help them."
In the wake of your confession, he stood there, frozen in time, like a statue. Emotions swirled within him, and he was momentarily unable to find his voice or react. The weight of your revelation hung heavy in the air, and he grappled with the flood of thoughts and feelings it had unleashed.
Seeing how he was silent, you kept vomiting words.
"And you don't have to do or say anything, I -," you breathed out deeply. "I just wanted to tell you how I feel."
Faced with his silence, and a growing sense of uncertainty, you slowly turned around, taking a step away. The sound of your footsteps on the ground echoed in the night, the distance between you growing with each passing moment. No, he couldn't let you go away.
Just as you started to walk away, you heard his voice break the silence. He finally spoke, his words carrying a mix of relief and sincerity.
"I have feelings for you too," he said, with a hint of vulnerability in his voice. You stopped in your tracks, turning back to face him, the night air filled with a newfound sense of hope and connection
"Really?"
A smile tugged on the corner of his lips as he nodded. "Really." The confirmation in his voice was earnest and you found yourself walking towards him.
In a matter of seconds, your hands were on his cheeks, your eyes locked together.
"I've never kissed anyone," he whispered. You parted your lips in a small 'o' and Levi breathed out. "I know everyone makes assumptions about me. The mysterious Captain Levi. But, um, no, never kissed anyone.Ever," he underlined his words with a grave tone.
Your hands were still on his cheeks. "But why haven't you?" you asked, your voice soft. "I mean, I am sure that, you know, people probably want to."
"I'm not opposed to it," he breathed out, eyes losing into yours.
"I'm not opposed to it either," you whispered back.
"Kissing someone?"
You raised your gaze, a smile stretching your lips. "Kissing you."
He didn't need to be told twice.
The world around you vanished and disappeared when your lips touched, the night sky a sparkling backdrop. There's a sense of timelessness as your hands caressed his undercut and his ones hold you tight on him.
The world fell away, the stars moving swiftly across the sky, the universe itself dancing at the rhythm of your shared emotions.
The next day, when you walked in his office to give him back the jacket he had so chivalry lent you the evening prior, Hange almost had a heart attack from the joy running through their veins.
Levi smacked their head lightly, telling them that nothing had happened between the two of you and that you had both insulted them when you noticed their awful plan.
"If you want to be useful, next time set dinner in a restaurant, not outside on a freezing night."
"Well, the point was that you'd have warmed each other with your bodies."
"Tsk."
Even though he denied it, because you both decided that it was for the best, at least for the starting weeks of your relationship, you two really did warm each other. His thoughts casually ventured to the prior night during the day.
When he couldn't manage anymore and the missing touch of your lips become an aching sensation, his boots led him to the stables.
"Hi," he appeared behind you.
"Hi."
Levi looked around him, noticing some of the cadets in the distance, brushing their horses' mane and chatting loudly with each other.
"Do you think they'll notice if I steal a kiss?" Levi asked, his breath itching on your ear.
Giggling, you answered by tilting your head and kissing him fully on the lips. Levi felt the cells in his body ignite once more.
"Have you told them?" you asked, leaning on a wooden lintel. The world seemed more coloured in his eyes.
"Hm," he hummed. "It wasn't me who walked in a meeting giving me the jacket I lent you."
"What?"
"Besides, Mike came in a few moments after you were gone. You know him and his sense of smell. Nothing gets past him."
Your eyes widened and your lips parted at the realisation that Mike had probably put together all the pieces. You'd just hoped that his skill was restricted to some areas.
Levi flicked you and clicked his tongue." I am messing with you, brat. "
Your mouth hangs open. "You jerk!" you yelled, but you were giggling even as you pounded some futile fists at him. "I actually thought you'd told them!"
"That was the point," Levi said, a smile on his lips. If you had thought that he was handsome before, everything multiplied for a trillion now that he had finally let his walls down. "Sorry. I couldn't help myself."
You reached up and flicked his forehead. "Jerk."
Levi's jaws dropped slightly and dramatically, pretending that he was seriously offended. "Did you just flick me?"
You flicked him again.
"Did you just flick me again?"
Now you were the one howling, trying to hold your laugh so that the distant cadets wouldn't hear you, as his hands tickled you in all your weak points.
His happiness was palpable in the way he held you, like a radiant sunbeam that, finally, illuminated his entire being.
It shone through his eyes, each twinkle and delight, and it's evident in his low and calm laughter.
And, as he basked in that newfound happiness, Levi acknowledged three things.
One, I've never had more fun with a girl in my entire life.
Two, I never want this to end.
Three, I think I might be falling in love with her.
The Earth awakened slowly, gingerly, as if not to scare its still sleepy surroundings. Dew bowed the leaves, falling in big drops on the grass, a warning of a beautiful and sunny day. Light and delicate rays of the Sun filtered through the thin white curtains, caressing and glowing on both of your skins.
Your right cheek was still hid in the softness of the pillow, until your eyes fluttered open like butterfly wings under his love-filled gaze, enlightening his world up with the strength of one hundred suns.
"Hi," Levi whispered sacrally while pecking your chapped lips. "Good morning."
Propping up your elbows as swiftly as you could, you gave him a warm, heartful smile through groggy eyes. "Good morning," you croaked out.
As it had been happening every morning for five months by now, Levi's severed hand slowly ventured on your swollen belly with a feather-like touch, carefully like he was touching a sacred object. "They let you sleep easy? "
A soft chuckle left your mouth as you placed your hand on his, tracing the lines of his veins. His blue-grayish eyes shone at you and he held it tighter with an unspoken dialogue. I love you. Thank you.
"Mh," you hummed. "They could've behaved better."
Levi dramatically rolled his gaze, poking your belly with his remaining fingers,as if he was really scolding them. "Oi, brat," he chided them, "don't give your mother a hard time."
Your fingers weaved in his silky hair while a heartful laugh lingered out in the weather-cool, love-warmed room. His eyes, witness of such cruelty, glimmered with joy, his lighter shades shining like the reflection of the sun on a calm sea. Ever since the day you'd found out that a new life, the fruit of your love, was growing inside you, he had become more serene and tranquil- other than more emotional, as if he wanted to pass it on to the baby kicking inside you.
Gabi and Falco had even asked you to get pregnant soon after, if it meant they could mess around the tea shop without getting anything done- it was especially Gabi's request, to be honest.
"They like your voice," you said as the little print of a footie impressed your belly. Even though it wasn't the first time that it had happened, it always struck Levi how it was possible that someone as fantastic as you could give life to another wonderful human being- it was unbelievable. He still couldn't wrap his head around it that it was happening to him, to you two.
Levi had to pinch himself every morning on his wrist and cheek to actually realize that he wasn't dreaming, that it wasn't a product of his fantasy and that he was awake.
"Have you thought about a name yet?" he asked in the same moment he placed his lips in a kiss on your belly.
With your hand rummaging through his hair and your hearts exploding in billions of fireworks of love, you whispered softly: "Yep."
Levi's eyes perked up. "Care to share?"
Maybe it was a little too cliché and cheesy- but you were no less, anyway you had agreed to him thinking about female names, and you males' one. It wasn't going great, honestly, as you both changed ideas quickly and erased any new name on the slate hanging in the kitchen in record's time, as if you didn't want to think about the future instead savoring every little moment.
Notwithstanding all of that, Levi couldn't wait for his baby to come out. More and more often, as months passed by, he kept wondering and asking himself how he would have reacted to feel their skin on his, his own flesh and blood finally meeting him.
"First, you have to open your present," you said, to which Levi groaned a little at your constant habit at keeping him on his toes, until a baby sized one kicked him straight in his face through the thick layer of your belly and he scolded at them. "You thought I forgot about your birthday?"
"Do I need a present? " he groaned while rolling on his back and holding your hand. He didn't need to finish the question for you to understand its meaning: do I need a present when I have you here?
As he was saying that, he thought that he might already be in heaven: rays framing your figure while you stood up, hands on your belly and a shining smile on your face.
An angel in front of his modest and earthly eyes, someone he was lucky enough to wake up next every morning; in a few month's time, an even celestial creature was to join that little, messy world.
You giggled and reached up to him, gently pecking his chapped lips. "You do," you whispered on his mouth. "Happy birthday, Vi."
The Earth awakened slowly, gingerly, as if not to scare its still sleepy surroundings. Dew bowed the leaves, falling in big drops on the grass, a warning of a beautiful and sunny day. Light and delicate rays of the Sun filtered through the thin white curtains, caressing and glowing on both of your skins.
Your right cheek was still hid in the softness of the pillow, until your eyes fluttered open like butterfly wings under his love-filled gaze, enlightening his world up with the strength of one hundred suns.
"Hi," Levi whispered sacrally while pecking your chapped lips. "Good morning."
Propping up your elbows as swiftly as you could, you gave him a warm, heartful smile through groggy eyes. "Good morning," you croaked out.
As it had been happening every morning for five months by now, Levi's severed hand slowly ventured on your swollen belly with a feather-like touch, carefully like he was touching a sacred object. "They let you sleep easy? "
A soft chuckle left your mouth as you placed your hand on his, tracing the lines of his veins. His blue-grayish eyes shone at you and he held it tighter with an unspoken dialogue. I love you. Thank you.
"Mh," you hummed. "They could've behaved better."
Levi dramatically rolled his gaze, poking your belly with his remaining fingers,as if he was really scolding them. "Oi, brat," he chided them, "don't give your mother a hard time."
Your fingers weaved in his silky hair while a heartful laugh lingered out in the weather-cool, love-warmed room. His eyes, witness of such cruelty, glimmered with joy, his lighter shades shining like the reflection of the sun on a calm sea. Ever since the day you'd found out that a new life, the fruit of your love, was growing inside you, he had become more serene and tranquil- other than more emotional, as if he wanted to pass it on to the baby kicking inside you.
Gabi and Falco had even asked you to get pregnant soon after, if it meant they could mess around the tea shop without getting anything done- it was especially Gabi's request, to be honest.
"They like your voice," you said as the little print of a footie impressed your belly. Even though it wasn't the first time that it had happened, it always struck Levi how it was possible that someone as fantastic as you could give life to another wonderful human being- it was unbelievable. He still couldn't wrap his head around it that it was happening to him, to you two.
Levi had to pinch himself every morning on his wrist and cheek to actually realize that he wasn't dreaming, that it wasn't a product of his fantasy and that he was awake.
"Have you thought about a name yet?" he asked in the same moment he placed his lips in a kiss on your belly.
With your hand rummaging through his hair and your hearts exploding in billions of fireworks of love, you whispered softly: "Yep."
Levi's eyes perked up. "Care to share?"
Maybe it was a little too cliché and cheesy- but you were no less, anyway you had agreed to him thinking about female names, and you males' one. It wasn't going great, honestly, as you both changed ideas quickly and erased any new name on the slate hanging in the kitchen in record's time, as if you didn't want to think about the future instead savoring every little moment.
Notwithstanding all of that, Levi couldn't wait for his baby to come out. More and more often, as months passed by, he kept wondering and asking himself how he would have reacted to feel their skin on his, his own flesh and blood finally meeting him.
"First, you have to open your present," you said, to which Levi groaned a little at your constant habit at keeping him on his toes, until a baby sized one kicked him straight in his face through the thick layer of your belly and he scolded at them. "You thought I forgot about your birthday?"
"Do I need a present? " he groaned while rolling on his back and holding your hand. He didn't need to finish the question for you to understand its meaning: do I need a present when I have you here?
As he was saying that, he thought that he might already be in heaven: rays framing your figure while you stood up, hands on your belly and a shining smile on your face.
An angel in front of his modest and earthly eyes, someone he was lucky enough to wake up next every morning; in a few month's time, an even celestial creature was to join that little, messy world.
You giggled and reached up to him, gently pecking his chapped lips. "You do," you whispered on his mouth. "Happy birthday, Vi."
hi babe! Saw you opened requests for dadvi, and so here I am. Could you write a fic where Levi and the reader have two kids, an older girl (Kutchel) and a younger boy (I have no ideas for the name :/) where the girl asks Levi to braid her hair, and after he finishes her younger brother see it and ask if his hair can be braided too, but it’s too short? Just some cute fluff💕 Thank you so much!
Bonus points if the reader gently teases Levi about braiding their children hair 🤭
L'essentiel est invisible pour les yeux
Dadvix reader
Warning: fluff
Summary: Levi’s new gear for the new chapter of his life is made of hair ties and combs.
a/N: sorry it took so long! Just hope you enjoy it as much as I did while I was writing it. I used my Levi's kids prompt as a model for the kids- in my mind they're twins but it is not specified here. Remember that English is not my first language so forgive me for any mistake.love you💗
“Ouch!”
The gentle morning light streamed through the window, casting a warm glow in the cosy room. It was a peaceful Sunday morning, the day-off of the teashop, when his little copy and copycat had run in front of his wheelchair with pleading eyes and an innocent smile. Kookie had handed him a collection of hair ties and a comb, saying what she wanted without actually telling it. Daddy, can you braid my hair?
Notwithstanding how many times Kookie had asked him to style her raven hair, so similar to his, it always struck Levi. He had never thought, in his crude life made of war and blood, that someone could be so dependent on him.
“Daddy, be gentle!” Kuchel, “Kookie”, scolded him.
Levi just raised an eyebrow, knowing perfectly well that she was just being dramatic. His tenderness spoke volumes as he gracefully gathered her long locks and his fingers deftly separated the strands. Yes, it would have been way easier if he had all of his fingers, but he wasn’t pulling her hair in any possible way. Kookie just liked being dramatic but the former-Captain did not have the heart to reprimand her.
Minutes felt like hours as he navigated through the twist and knots of his daughter’s hair, his own frustration mounting with each failed attempt at perfection. Finally, when it felt like an eternity had passed, he managed to secure the braid with a hair tie. It wasn’t surely the neatest braid ever done, but that was all he could do with his severed hands.
“There, all done,” he said.
Kookie carefully jumped off his lap, where she was sitting attentively so as to not put too much weight on his bad knee. She squeezed with joy, her big grey-bluish eyes shining , spinning around to catch a glimpse of her hairstyle in the mirror. To her, it was the testament of her father’s love and effort.
“Daddy,” she tugged his brownish pants.
“Hm?”
“Knock, knock”, Kookie said, pretending to knock on his wooden wheelchair.
Levi knew already what was coming. After all, it was probably the fiftieth time she had repeated that joke in the last month. Still, who was he to not please her?
“Who’s there?” he asked, rolling his eyes with a smug on his face.
“Tank!”
“Tank who?”
“You’re welcome!” Her little giggle was everything to him. His heart couldn't contain all the happiness he was feeling when she hugged his legs before running towards you, proud to show you her new hairstyle.
Levi was just about to tell her not to run when his other miracle tugged his pants. Riven’s eyes were fixated on his sister’s braid, a mix of curiosity and longing filling his expression.
“Daddy, can you braid my hair too?”
He ruffled his son's hair, cut with his same hairstyle. Riven’s hand moved from his pants to his sleeve, tugging it as if it was a plea. Levi let out a chuckle, a fond smile creeping on his face.
“Rivvy, I think your hair's a little too short for braids,” Levi tried to explain gently, even if it was hard for him to contain his amusement at his son's request. The gear of his new life was apparently made of ribbons, combs and hair ties.
Riven’s face fell for a moment, a pout forming on his lips. His fingers twirled around strands of his hair, apparently disappointed that it couldn’t undergo the same transformation as his sister Kookie’s.
“But can you try Daddy?” Riven persisted.
Levi chuckled again and, with a shrug and a smirk, he nodded. “Okay,” he said. “Let’s try”.
His fingers took a small section of the boy’s hair, barely long enough to work with, and pretended to braid it. Levi mimicked the motions he did minutes before, his fingers weaving an imaginary braid as he then tied an invisible ribbon at the end.
Riven watched the scene with sheer delight, his giggles filling the room as Levi exaggerated his movements, surprisingly getting into the spirit of it.
“Look!” Levi said when he pretended to have finished. “It’s a super-super special invisible braid!”
Riven erupted into laughter, making the former-grumpy Captain laugh as well. His little copy ran to his sister, proud to show her his new hairstyle- which, in his opinion, was way cooler than hers.
Levi sat back in his wheelchair, a faint smile breaking his cold- facade, lingering on his face due to the playful interaction with his son. As he leaned back, he noticed you entering the room, illuminating the room like rays of the Sun. You were drying your hands with a soft cloth as you leaned against the doorway, a smirk plastering your face.
“What?” he asked, grumpy as always.
You shrugged. “Softening up, are we?” You asked him with a playful lilt in your voice.
It was indeed a matter of fact that he had become sweeter and calmer ever since Kuchel and Riven came into his life. Everyone could acknowledge it. Although, he would never admit it.
Levi straightened his back in his wheelchair. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
You strolled over, sitting on the arm of the nearby couch. The teasing smile did not leave your face and it made Levi’s heart do backflips in his heart. “I didn’t know you had a ‘playful’ mode. I thought ‘grumpy’ was your default mode.”
Levi feigned offence and looked somewhere else in the room, his gaze fixating on the photograph of your wedding. Even if some time had passed, the love he felt for you was so vivid and colourful that everyday was a wedding day for him. “ ‘Grumpy’ is just one facet of my multifaceted personality.”
You laughed and hugged his arm. “Of course, love,” you said, your laugh echoing in the room. “How could I forget about ‘occasionally silly’ and ‘secretly soft’?”
A smile crept up his lips as he placed his forehead on yours. “You’ve uncovered all my secrets, have you?”
Your hands cupped his cheeks together and you left a quick kiss on his lip. “You’re stuck with me then.”
ohhh for ideas, since bad boy is coming, how about a young levi and farlan taking in a newly abandoned girl (maybe she’s from aboveground and was thrown into the underground because her parents are shitty) and teaching her how to survive
no romance tho, maybe a crush?
Silver lining
Underground! Levi x noble! Reader
Warnings: violence, quick proofreading
Summary: When you think everything is over, he comes to show you another way of living.
A/N: sorry for the late reply! Hope you like it! Remember that reblogs, feedbacks and likes are appreciated and English is not my first language so forgive me for any mistakes.
"Let me go!"
In the dimly lit alley, the air was pierced by your desperate scream. "Let me go!"
Strong arms closed around you , pulling you into the clutches of menacing figures who seemed indifferent to your cries.
Your struggle echoed through the narrow passage, the darkness concealing the faces of your captors. The sounds of your pleas resonated with an unsettling intensity, a stark contrast to the eerie calm that enveloped the hidden scene.
Your hands clutched at the tattered blanket your parents left you before abandoning you, the only possession of the above world, as if you didn’t want to lose it too. Memory of a time before abandonment, the whisper of a distant dream.
"She's pretty."
Tears streamed down your cheeks, leaving glistening trails against the dirt-stained skin.
"Can you imagine how much money we will make from her?" one of them howled.
"An abandoned noble," another one chuckled. "We'll finally get to exit this shitty place."
A sob shook your body as you practically gave up in trying to save yourself. You had lasted three days in the Underground, where your parents ungracefully left you, until hunger got the best of you and you tried to ask for a piece of bread. Yet, you've never made it to the bakery.
Like snakes, their dirty hands grabbed you, their grasps firm and unyielding. They immobilized you, rendering all your efforts futile.
Your heart raced as you still writhed, or tried to do so, against their grasps, your mind raced through every possible scenario while the hands that held you became stronger, leaving you hopeless.
Swallowing, you closed your eyes.
Maybe you were dreaming, or the worst had already passed, because the strong grip left you falling limblessly on the ground, hands still clutching at the blanket. Your ears rang and you felt a bit dizzy, reason as to why you didn't acknowledge your surroundings.
Through blurry vision and ringing ears, you saw a pair of grayish eyes and black - pit hair. His grasp was firm as well as he lifted you up, but you felt somehow safe.
When you woke up, a set of sky-blue eyes was boring holes in yours. They seemed somehow different from the ones you had seen before but, as confused as you were, you couldn't tell if you were right.
In that fleeting moment of awakening, his eyes were fixed on you with a mix of concern and determination. As your consciousness slowly returned, you looked around the room you were in, checking if there was something weird.
You sat up straight, bumping your head on the headboard.
"Be careful," the guy said. "Do you want some water?"
At first, you held your hand out as if to take it but drew it back when you remembered that you didn't know him.
"Don't worry, I am not going to hurt you," his tone was reassuring, carrying a soothing assurance, an earnest attempt to alleviate any of your fears.
His words bridged the gap of distrust you'd been experiencing the last few days. Your fingers grabbed the glass.
" Thanks, "you muttered.
In response, he simply smiled and took your glass when you finished it." You are safe here, you don't have to worry. "
Nodding, you placed strands of hair behind your ear. The blanket you were clutching to was placed as a cover on your dirty clothes.
"Thanks for saving me," you said, trying to sound somehow decisive.
"You don't have to thank me," he said. "It was actually Levi that saved you."
"Levi?"
His smile grew wider. "Yes," he said. "My name is Furlan, by the way. What about you?"
You opened and closed your mouth, as if you had actually forgotten your name. "I'm -"
The door slammed open and all eyes turned towards it. Porcelain skin and jet-black hair which framed his faces perfectly stole your attention from Furlan's genuine question. You swallowed, not realizing that your heart leapt in your chest.
"Did the princess wake up?" he, presumably Levi, asked.
"And he, nice as ever, is Levi."
His grey - blue eyes, which you then recognised, stared at you for a moment before he leaned on the doorpost.
"What happened?" you asked, your voice still quivering.
"You took a bit of a bump, but I think you will be alright." Furlan told you with his usual gentle tone.
"Oh," you said, instinctively caressing the spot you bumped your head. "I feel fine now."
"Still," Levi said, shrugging. It seemed as if his expression had softened for a moment, a fleeting moment of relief crossed his face before it returned to his usual demeanor. "You need to get you looked at," a thin layer of concern underlying his words.
"I feel fine,it's not necessary," you brushed off his concern.
Levi, however, maintained his firm stance, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. "Better to be safe than sorry, right, Princess?"
A blush tinted your cheeks at the nickname.
"Right," you answered.
From that day on, you had become part of their team.
Furlan was such a nice guy, always worrying about how you were feeling. Respectfully, he had questioned you about your story and the reason as to why you were down there, which you told him with the aid of a steaming cup of tea.
Levi had even accompanied you to the market to get some clothes, promising you that he was going to help you learn how to defend yourself in that shitty place.
"You need to hold the knife like this," Levi instructed, showing you how he was moving.
His tone was firm yet encouraging but you'd notice that, during that shared training, subtle signs of softness to surface, displaying a rare warmth towards her.
"Like this?" you asked, trying to mimic his gesture. Your long skirt, which he had bought for you, was almost touching the ground.
"No," he shook his head, breathing through his mouth. His boots moved towards you, standing right behind you.
Air left your lungs and you were sure it wasn't due to the bustiere- you never liked when it was too tight.
Levi's hand gently rested on yours, his touch sending you a shiver down your spine altogether.
"Like this," he whispered next to your ear.
As it was an instinct , you turned your head towards him. Your eyes met, creating a new colour in the palette.
For a moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only a thick sense of anticipation. Your breaths mingled when you realised how close your faces were.
A charged silence enveloped you, each heartbeat echoing in the small place between your lips.
His crescent-moon shaped eyes looked at your lips and you probably did the same when-
"Am I interrupting something?" Fuan asked when he appeared at the doorway. His tone was genuinely inquisitive, his gaze shifting from Levi to you.
His voice made you both snap out of your reveries, making you pull away startled and embarrassed .
Levi quickly recomposed himself, his expression betraying nothing. "No, just finishing up there".
"Yeah," you breathed out. "We were just practicing."
With a knowing glint in his eyes, Furlan offered a faint smile, choosing not to press further. It was useless, given how private Levi was.
"Alright," he said. "I just wanted to tell you that lunch is ready."
You nodded. "Thanks, Furlan."
"Yeah, thank you," Levi echoed.
A pair of steel gray eyes briefly looked at you and you managed to meet Levi's gaze.
With a nod of agreement, you both followed Furlan inside, leaving behind the charged atmosphere you had created.
ohhh for ideas, since bad boy is coming, how about a young levi and farlan taking in a newly abandoned girl (maybe she’s from aboveground and was thrown into the underground because her parents are shitty) and teaching her how to survive
no romance tho, maybe a crush?
Silver lining
Underground! Levi x noble! Reader
Warnings: violence, quick proofreading
Summary: When you think everything is over, he comes to show you another way of living.
A/N: sorry for the late reply! Hope you like it! Remember that reblogs, feedbacks and likes are appreciated and English is not my first language so forgive me for any mistakes.
"Let me go!"
In the dimly lit alley, the air was pierced by your desperate scream. "Let me go!"
Strong arms closed around you , pulling you into the clutches of menacing figures who seemed indifferent to your cries.
Your struggle echoed through the narrow passage, the darkness concealing the faces of your captors. The sounds of your pleas resonated with an unsettling intensity, a stark contrast to the eerie calm that enveloped the hidden scene.
Your hands clutched at the tattered blanket your parents left you before abandoning you, the only possession of the above world, as if you didn’t want to lose it too. Memory of a time before abandonment, the whisper of a distant dream.
"She's pretty."
Tears streamed down your cheeks, leaving glistening trails against the dirt-stained skin.
"Can you imagine how much money we will make from her?" one of them howled.
"An abandoned noble," another one chuckled. "We'll finally get to exit this shitty place."
A sob shook your body as you practically gave up in trying to save yourself. You had lasted three days in the Underground, where your parents ungracefully left you, until hunger got the best of you and you tried to ask for a piece of bread. Yet, you've never made it to the bakery.
Like snakes, their dirty hands grabbed you, their grasps firm and unyielding. They immobilized you, rendering all your efforts futile.
Your heart raced as you still writhed, or tried to do so, against their grasps, your mind raced through every possible scenario while the hands that held you became stronger, leaving you hopeless.
Swallowing, you closed your eyes.
Maybe you were dreaming, or the worst had already passed, because the strong grip left you falling limblessly on the ground, hands still clutching at the blanket. Your ears rang and you felt a bit dizzy, reason as to why you didn't acknowledge your surroundings.
Through blurry vision and ringing ears, you saw a pair of grayish eyes and black - pit hair. His grasp was firm as well as he lifted you up, but you felt somehow safe.
When you woke up, a set of sky-blue eyes was boring holes in yours. They seemed somehow different from the ones you had seen before but, as confused as you were, you couldn't tell if you were right.
In that fleeting moment of awakening, his eyes were fixed on you with a mix of concern and determination. As your consciousness slowly returned, you looked around the room you were in, checking if there was something weird.
You sat up straight, bumping your head on the headboard.
"Be careful," the guy said. "Do you want some water?"
At first, you held your hand out as if to take it but drew it back when you remembered that you didn't know him.
"Don't worry, I am not going to hurt you," his tone was reassuring, carrying a soothing assurance, an earnest attempt to alleviate any of your fears.
His words bridged the gap of distrust you'd been experiencing the last few days. Your fingers grabbed the glass.
" Thanks, "you muttered.
In response, he simply smiled and took your glass when you finished it." You are safe here, you don't have to worry. "
Nodding, you placed strands of hair behind your ear. The blanket you were clutching to was placed as a cover on your dirty clothes.
"Thanks for saving me," you said, trying to sound somehow decisive.
"You don't have to thank me," he said. "It was actually Levi that saved you."
"Levi?"
His smile grew wider. "Yes," he said. "My name is Furlan, by the way. What about you?"
You opened and closed your mouth, as if you had actually forgotten your name. "I'm -"
The door slammed open and all eyes turned towards it. Porcelain skin and jet-black hair which framed his faces perfectly stole your attention from Furlan's genuine question. You swallowed, not realizing that your heart leapt in your chest.
"Did the princess wake up?" he, presumably Levi, asked.
"And he, nice as ever, is Levi."
His grey - blue eyes, which you then recognised, stared at you for a moment before he leaned on the doorpost.
"What happened?" you asked, your voice still quivering.
"You took a bit of a bump, but I think you will be alright." Furlan told you with his usual gentle tone.
"Oh," you said, instinctively caressing the spot you bumped your head. "I feel fine now."
"Still," Levi said, shrugging. It seemed as if his expression had softened for a moment, a fleeting moment of relief crossed his face before it returned to his usual demeanor. "You need to get you looked at," a thin layer of concern underlying his words.
"I feel fine,it's not necessary," you brushed off his concern.
Levi, however, maintained his firm stance, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. "Better to be safe than sorry, right, Princess?"
A blush tinted your cheeks at the nickname.
"Right," you answered.
From that day on, you had become part of their team.
Furlan was such a nice guy, always worrying about how you were feeling. Respectfully, he had questioned you about your story and the reason as to why you were down there, which you told him with the aid of a steaming cup of tea.
Levi had even accompanied you to the market to get some clothes, promising you that he was going to help you learn how to defend yourself in that shitty place.
"You need to hold the knife like this," Levi instructed, showing you how he was moving.
His tone was firm yet encouraging but you'd notice that, during that shared training, subtle signs of softness to surface, displaying a rare warmth towards her.
"Like this?" you asked, trying to mimic his gesture. Your long skirt, which he had bought for you, was almost touching the ground.
"No," he shook his head, breathing through his mouth. His boots moved towards you, standing right behind you.
Air left your lungs and you were sure it wasn't due to the bustiere- you never liked when it was too tight.
Levi's hand gently rested on yours, his touch sending you a shiver down your spine altogether.
"Like this," he whispered next to your ear.
As it was an instinct , you turned your head towards him. Your eyes met, creating a new colour in the palette.
For a moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only a thick sense of anticipation. Your breaths mingled when you realised how close your faces were.
A charged silence enveloped you, each heartbeat echoing in the small place between your lips.
His crescent-moon shaped eyes looked at your lips and you probably did the same when-
"Am I interrupting something?" Fuan asked when he appeared at the doorway. His tone was genuinely inquisitive, his gaze shifting from Levi to you.
His voice made you both snap out of your reveries, making you pull away startled and embarrassed .
Levi quickly recomposed himself, his expression betraying nothing. "No, just finishing up there".
"Yeah," you breathed out. "We were just practicing."
With a knowing glint in his eyes, Furlan offered a faint smile, choosing not to press further. It was useless, given how private Levi was.
"Alright," he said. "I just wanted to tell you that lunch is ready."
You nodded. "Thanks, Furlan."
"Yeah, thank you," Levi echoed.
A pair of steel gray eyes briefly looked at you and you managed to meet Levi's gaze.
With a nod of agreement, you both followed Furlan inside, leaving behind the charged atmosphere you had created.
okey, I love this set so much, I’m so happy with it. I love all things space and stars and galaxy related. I have many colour sets coming so keep an eye out for those ! i really like what i did here ahahahah. 🤍🤍🤍
Hiya! Quite some time go now I requested rain or storm themed dividers but I haven’t seen you post any. I just wanted to know if I should stop checking for them!
No worries if so ❤️ thank you xx
hi anon, I have them below for you. I don’t recall seeing your request - but if you happen to send in another, my suggestion would be to send off anon so you’ll get a notification when it’s posted ⛈️
“I like you like you, and I have no idea what to do about it.”
You want to reach out to him, hold him, but you’re not sure if it is the right thing to do.
“I want to be by your side. Always,” you whisper, seeing the little boy inside of him that just wants to be loved. Not beaten black and blue. Not being called hero; not being called humanity’s strongest soldier. He looks at you with an expression that is completely unguarded.
You don’t overthink this time. For once you’re brave, all the love you amassed for years drives you to him, in a fleeting touch of lips. The deities listened to your prayers, he’s alive, safe and doesn’t have to brandish a sword anymore. You have the rest of your boring lives to draft the story you yearn for.
Only if he’s willing to.
You touch his cheek, brushing the tears away. The room is cold, even after the nurse had closed the window before leaving. He lets his face be held and you can feel him melt into you. Before you know it, he’s in your arms, his head now buried in the space between your shoulder and chest, your fingers lost in the silky ends of his hair.
“When you see me what do you see, y/n?” His voice is hoarse in pain. You feel his trembling, the hissing of his every fiber. His tears kiss your skin through the weave of your shirt.
“A scared little boy, a brave soldier, the most handsome man.”
A chuckle ripples down his chest, wreaking havoc on his ribcage.
“I will never be that man again, y/n.” He says in a brittle murmur. “With this body I will never be able to protect you." He pauses, moistening his chapped lips. "You’re free now to do whatever you want.”
“And I want to be with you.” You press a kiss on his cheek, on the untarnished skin.
“Save the pity.”
You pull away and look at his broken eyes through the bandages. “It’s not pity what ties me to you. I love you, Levi.”
“But-“ He gazes down, misty eyed, recalling the day Kenny walked away for not being strong enough. Now he can’t even wipe his ass without help.
Fuck.
Embarrassment, shame, chagrin consume him.
A useless, bedridden drop of a man.
You don’t deserve this.
You’re still young, pretty, and wild. And no matter how badly he craves a life with you, he can’t be selfish.
With a quivering iris, he looks at you in the eye, at the brink of falling apart. “Please go, y/n.” He takes a deep breath, waits two seconds, detaching, and snuggles under the white sheets.
Beads of tears glisten on your eyelashes. “Is that what you want?” Your voice snaps like dry leather.
But he can’t meet your eyes and answer you because he cannot lie to your face.
The chair legs screech, you grab your purse; he can hear the keys clanking about. Your footsteps dwindle, the doorknob turns. A black hole opens in the middle of his chest, engulfing it all.
You wait, beg silently for him to stop you. But the further you go, more and more cracks appear, rupturing the future you dreamed of.
He loves you too, and has no idea what to do about it.
the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. (levi x female!reader)
hi this is my first post and first levi x reader story!! i just wanted to share this to everyone because i've been obsessing over levi again, he just makes my heart happy and ive been drowning myself in levi ackerman fluff
reader would be in her early twenties and since this is based on season 1, levi would be in his early thirties.
hope u like it <3
The air in the Survey Corps headquarters was thick with tension and grief. The aftermath of the 57th expedition to Shiganshina weighed heavily on everyone's shoulders, especially on Levi Ackerman. The loss of his trusted comrades had taken a toll on him, leaving him bedridden due to his injured leg and overwhelmed by the weight of their deaths.
Amidst the chaos, you, the newest member of Levi's squad, found yourself grappling with guilt and a sense of isolation. The Female Titan had wreaked havoc on the scouts, and you were the sole survivor, aside from Eren, from his squad. In the days following the mission, you hadn't seen or spoken to Levi since that tearful breakdown in his presence upon returning to the safety of the walls.
However, determined to mend the pain you thought you had caused, you decided to bring Levi breakfast in bed as a comforting gesture. You approached Commander Erwin Smith, seeking permission with a mix of hesitation and determination.
“Commander Erwin, sir, may I bring Captain Levi some breakfast?” you asked, voice soft yet resolute.
Erwin, well aware of Levi’s newly protective feelings towards you after his discussion with him with happened to his squad, smiles in amusement. “Permission granted, Y/N. I’m sure he’ll appreciate it.”
With Erwin's permission, you set out to prepare a meal for Levi, focusing on his favorites: fresh fruit, vegetables, chicken, and black tea. As you worked in the kitchen, your mind raced with thoughts of what to say to Levi, how to apologize, and whether he harbored resentment towards you.
Once the meal was ready, you hesitated outside Levi's bedroom door. Taking a deep breath, you knocked lightly, waiting for his permission to enter. Levi's voice, though weary, welcomed you inside.
“Come in.”
You braced yourself for whatever would happened and headed inside and there he was. Sunlight dawned on him, his features more softer under the warmth of the sun that peeks through his bedroom windows, you heart almost skips a beat wondering how someone could look so broken yet beautiful at the same time.
Levi was seated at his desk, surrounded by paperwork, despite his need for rest. You noticed he looked a bit better than the last time you saw him, but the pain and exhaustion were still evident. He was in his normal clothes, an unusual look as you were used to seeing him in his uniform. His ankle wrapped in elastic bandage which made you remember why you were here in the first place.
“Captain, I... I brought you breakfast,” you stammered, holding the tray nervously.
Levi did not glance up from his desk but you saw his furrowed eyebrows softened. “You can place it on my desk.” He says as he puts away a few notebooks to make space for the tray.
You carefully arranged the food on the table, explaining, “I thought you might need something comforting after everything that happened.”
Levi hummed in amusement as he saw the spread, finally looking up to you, his grey eyes were full of warmth when he realized you carefully picked and prepared his favorites. “You remembered my favorites, huh?”
You nodded, your nerves still apparent, you watched as Levi study the curated breakfast tray. “And, Captain, I wanted to apologize. I know what happened was my fault, and I—“
Levi’s gaze turns to you and interrupts you before you could continue your self-loathing, “Stop. It wasn't your fault. We were all caught off guard with the Female Titan. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
You swallowed hard, your eyes threatening to betray your emotions. “I thought you might hate me for what happened.”
Levi sighed, putting down his pen and standing up to see you face to face. “Look, I've been stressed and everything hit me hard. I don’t hate you for it. If anything, I'm proud you made it out alive. I apologize if I haven’t made any efforts to reach out to you.”
Your eyes widened, tears threatening to spill. Unexpectedly, Levi pulls you into a hug, a gesture so rare it caught you off guard, the warmth of his body passing onto yours.
“For the record, I was scared that I’d lose you too, you brat,” he said, a mixture of seriousness and a hint of a smile in his eyes. He hesitated but chuckled- “But now, you’ve got me and I’ll protect you. Just don't be a pain in the ass.”
Through your tears, you chuckled at his attempt to humor you amidst the heavy feeling the both of you are going through, growing comfortable in his embrace and warmth that his reassurance gives you. Being in his arms just felt right.
After a moment, he released you, and handed you his handkerchief to wipe your tears. His handkerchief smells like a whiff of fresh soap with a calming aroma of cedar and musk, you wanted to drown in his scent.
“Thank you, Captain,” you whispered, clinging on to his handkerchief.
Levi smiles a little then cleared his throat when he realizes he’s out of character, regaining his composure. “Now, sit down and eat with me. You didn't just bring this for show, did you? I’ll excuse you from today’s work, Erwin would understand.”
You nodded, grateful for the chance to spend time with him. As you sat together, Levi unexpectedly shared stories about his life, and you reciprocated, the conversation flowing easily. You discovered shared interests, and Levi, surprisingly talkative, opened up in a way you hadn't seen before.
Meanwhile, just outside Levi's door, Hange and Eren listened in awe. The sounds of laughter and genuine conversation confirmed their suspicions about the growing bond between you and Levi.
“Hange, did you hear that? Captain Levi's actually being... nice,” Eren whispered in disbelief. Hange grinned as if they discovered new types of titans, nodding. “Looks like there's more to humanity's strongest soldier than meets the eye. Erwin’s definitely hearing about this!”
The two of them hurried off to share the news with Erwin, Mikasa, Armin, and the rest of the squad, leaving you and Levi to enjoy the unexpected connection that had formed between you.
-
As the day progressed, the atmosphere between you and Levi shifted from heavy to surprisingly light-hearted. The initial awkwardness gave way to shared laughter and genuine smiles, as if a weight had been lifted off both of your shoulders.
Levi, poking fun at himself, remarked, “You never thought you’d see the day when your Captain Levi is sitting here, discussing the merits of tea versus coffee. Life's full of surprises, huh?"
You grinned, appreciating the rare glimpse into his more casual side and taking note of what he said.
Your Captain Levi.
“Who would have thought? Maybe there's a whole world beyond fighting Titans and cleaning."
Levi smirked, his eyes narrowing playfully, “Careful, brat. You might just discover I have a soft spot for something other than cleaning."
You chuckled, enjoying the banter. “Soft spot, huh Captain? Never thought I'd hear those words from you.”
Levi leaned back, a thoughtful expression crossing his face as his eyes met yours, full of warmth. “Well, we all have our weaknesses. Turns out, mine involved someone bringing me breakfast and making me laugh.”
A blush crept onto your cheeks, realizing it was you and your actions that he was referring to. You playfully nudged him. “Who would've guessed the great Captain Levi could be swayed by a good breakfast, and a bit of humor then?” Levi chuckles, scooting a bit closer to you so your shoulders touch.
He gave you a mocking glare. “Watch it, Y/N. I might just change my reputation from humanity's strongest to humanity's softest, and you should add a cry baby squad member of mine to the list.” You both laugh. His laugh was soft, so different from his stoic character and it sounds like music to your ears.
The two of you shared a comfortable silence, savoring the newfound connection. Levi's gaze softened, and he spoke more earnestly, “You know, I don't open up to just anyone. But with you, it feels nice, different even.”
You met his gaze, warmth spreading through your chest. “I feel honored Captain. I guess It's like we found something special amidst all the chaos.”
Levi nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. “Special, huh? I guess that's one way to put it.”
Moreover, you found yourselves talking about dreams and aspirations. Levi admitted, in a moment of vulnerability, “I never thought I'd have someone to share my burdens with. It's a strange but welcome feeling.”
Though hesitant, you reached for his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “No more facing things alone, Captain.”
Levi's gaze met yours, a depth of emotion in his eyes that took you by surprise. “I guess I can live with that.”
As the day unfolded, you and Levi found comfort in each other's company. Levi's guard was down, and you saw a side of him rarely witnessed by others. Soft touches and genuine smiles became commonplace, and by the end of the day, you realized your feelings for him had deepened and hoped that somehow something in him would change too.
In a moment of shared vulnerability, you and Levi made a pinky promise to be strong and protect each other. The gesture, though seemingly childish, made Levi’s heart flutter and held a profound meaning for both of you.
Levi, too, recognized the significance of the newfound bond. “I won't fail you again, Y/N. Trust me on that.” he vowed, his eyes locking with yours.
hope you like it and them! send requests about dadvi+them if you want or send requests in general, i'll finish everything when i'll feel better
when you told him you were pregnant a few years after the Rumbling happened, Levi didn’t know how to react
when the initial and fledgling doubts dissolved to leave space to tears of joy and happiness, Levi hugged you tighter than ever
he’d come home almost everyday with a new pair of shoes, sock or onesies and hats
there was literally a pile
guess it came in handy when you gave birth not to one, but two babies
a boy and a girl, his copycats
the duo dynamite, as Levi likes to call them
Riven "Riv"
so nice
so nice and kind
it makes everyone’s hearts full of joy and kindness with his behavior
mama’s boy
impossible long lashes
he hides when meeting someone else for the first time, especially behind your legs
his facial expression are naturally over exaggerated, and for that reason cries for almost everything
BUT
absolutely loses his mind when people make weird faces
his favourite stuffed toy is a rabbit Onyankopon had won for him at a fair because Riv liked it but couldn’t manage to have it and was on the verge of crying - Onyankopon couldn’t tell if he was pretending or not, but he had learnt the hard way not to piss him off
carries toys, especially Rabbit, with him everywhere
he is lowkey obsessed with number 47 because he likes the drawing of that page in his favourite fairytale book
he can’t do things without proper shoes- Riven can’t absolutely go out with sneakers when it’s raining!
raining- boots, indoor-indoor shoes, playing in the park- sneakers
likewise, he always seems to be dressed for the occasion- he likes to pick the clothes himself
he is suuuper curious about everything
loves animals and knows all the weird facts about them
which he always ask to you and Levi as if you were in a prize-quiz
“mum, dad, do you know why kiwis can’t fly?”
can’t read yet but pretends to
loves tea and drinks it only if it’s his dad making it- at first Levi thought that it was impossible for him to recognize it, but Riven was actually capable of it
(which made Levi extremely proud, by the way)
everywhere is a good place to fall asleep, especially your arms or Levi’s lap
likes drawing, he often draws your family of four
goes along with everything his sister says
he laughs hysterically when no one laughs at a joke because he feel bad. :( <3
loves stripes for some reason
cries easily but stops when you kiss his injuries and put a bandaid on it- for which he would show off to everyone with a bright smile
Kuchel "Kookie"
unlike her brother, she says hi to everyone she meets
dada’s girl
she’s a tornado- she liked to wrestle people as a way of bonding…
BUT
she loves princess and princess dresses- she also likes to dress Levi up
attack hugger
(which is something Levi honestly enjoys so so so much)
super happy and energetic at all times- even 4 a.m. …
just can’t sit right- she likes to climb on everything she thinks it’s possible
she loves ice cream- a sugar rush which will only add to her zestful character
she loves to sit on her dad’s lap and always asks him to do her hair
always wants to join things but doesn’t know how and screws up, but ends up finding her way out of trouble by charming people with her big bluish-greish eyes
randomly makes snippets of conversation into jingles- somedays she can only sing and it’s impossible to have a normal conversation
known for her eye-rolling
she is so sassy sometimes
“how are you today, Kookie?”
“I’m on a mission to discover the mysteries of the backyard.”
she rarely cries unless she’s real sick- which, unfortunately, happens very often
tries to imitate Levi as much as she can- holding the cup like him, mimicking the way he talks, also swearing (!)
she has a crush on Falco, reason as to why she doesn’t like Gabi that much
maybe it’s because of the nickname Levi gave her, but she absolutely adores cookies
exaggerated expressions, all the time
it always looks like she’s up to something devious
she will only listen to Levi when she’s being irrational
always repeats her jokes because she finds them that funny that they need to be said again
“rivvy, you know why chickens are so funny?” “no, kookie,” “becaaaaause”
“daddy, do you know why chicken are so funny?” “kookie, i am here, i h-” “becaaaaause”
by the way, she is the only one who can call her brother rivvy- sometimes she gives permission to levi or you to use that nickname
afraid of flies
soo lovable- fills everyone’s heart with happiness and cuteness
