so needy, heichou

kidnapped him so i can practice anatomy with him as a model (pt 1) 😇🙏🏻

Hand-kissing Levi while looking at him in the eye.

wiip but bawling MY FUCKING EYES OUT

REBLOG IF IT'S OKAY FOR ME TO BOTHER YOU IF YOU'RE MY MUTUAL

it's okay to bother me even if you're not my mutual

Iris

Content: 3.5k words. Levi didn't want to burden you with why he's upset, and you do your best to get him through.

Song choice link: I was undecided until I heard this and knew it was perfect. Suggest starting when reader goes to find Levi, and then loop that baby! :D

Warnings: Emotional hurt/comfort, possibly suggestive but sfw, spoilers for character deaths through first half of season 4 and OVAs, mentions of certain character conditions after chapter 139

an-Okay here we go! I'm really excited about this and hope you love it! Fluff will return soon cause this took a toll lol

Read the prequel Untouchable

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"Is there any way that you could please get your boyfriend off our backs today?" Connie huffs, falling onto the bench next to Jean.

"Seriously, what's his deal?" Jean asks, wincing in pain.

"Guys I don't know what's going on. He's been ignoring me all day." You tell them, sitting down on the floor to help first Jean and then Connie take off their boots, getting thanks from both of them.

You feel bad, but Levi won't even look at you today.

"What did you do to him?" Armin comes to sit on the floor next to you, using you as a head rest. He hasn't had it quite as bad as Jean and Connie but he's still running on empty.

"Me? Nothing. We're fine, yesterday we made plans and when I went to his office this morning he'd left me a note calling it off." You give Armin your water bottle which he gladly accepts.

"Well, something happened." Connie insists.

Problem is, you don't know what.

You know things were fine the night before, so it must've been something today. It started when you couldn't find him and realized he'd left you hanging, which was very unlike him, so you thought maybe he'd just gotten busy early. Then when you did find him, not only did he literally walk away when he saw you, but he was wearing his eye patch, which was extremely rare and only happened if he was outside in the sun a lot, which he wasn't.

"Kirstein! Springer! Arlert!" Jean and Connie groan and start lacing their boots back up.

"So much for that." Connie almost cries.

"Hide me." Armin begs you.

"What the hell are you three doing?" Levi demands, coming to stand by the group.

You know you haven't done anything, and neither have they, so why is he being so harsh?

You stand and clear your throat. "Hey, Levi-" But the words won't come out when Levi whirls around to give you a hard stare that you don't think you've ever received. Not before you were together, and most certainly not now.

"Is there something you need?" He questions sternly.

You actually gulp and the boys are wide-eyed at hearing how cold he speaks to you.

"No." You shake your head and decide it won't help any to push him.

Armin gives you a sympathetic look and Jean pats your shoulder before they and Connie go off to whatever torture is in store for them.

Now you sit on the bench yourself, trying to figure out what's going on.

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Later in the day you continue working on your own tasks and send good thoughts to the boys, hoping things have settled down.

"Hey." Mikasa is calling to you.

"Hi. What's up?" You haven't seen her since this morning.

"I talked to the guys and wanted to come find you." She heard about what was going on.

"Oh, everything okay?"

"Well, no, but it will be." Mikasa tells you.

"I don't understand. Have I done something?" You ask woefully.

Mikasa shakes her head. "No, you haven't. It's just, not a good day."

You're just as confused. Mikasa seems to know something you don't. You and Levi have known each other a few years, and though you've only been officially together a little while, you thought he was opening up to you. In fact, you know he has, but apparently there are things he still wouldn't talk to you about.

Mikasa sighs. It's not for her to say, really, but it seems Levi doesn't know how to tell you, and it isn't fair to you to think it's your fault.

"It's the anniversary, of his friends death." She explains about Isabel and Farlan and how he's never forgiven himself and has a difficult time every year on this day.

"You know Levi, he blames himself for a lot of things that are out of his control. Don't be too upset with him."

You do know that, and are thankful Mikasa has clued you in. You had only known a little about the situation before this.

"No, of course not." It pains you to know that Levi still tries to deal with this alone, after all this time, and you hope you can do something for him.

"Hey, don't tell the guys." They didn't need to know every detail about their Captain.

"I'll just tell them he's having a bad day, they'll understand." It wouldn't be the first time.

It's not long before you run into them, and even knowing why Levi has been acting this way, still feel bad when you see they're about to drop dead.

Mikasa takes care of them while you try to find Levi. He's not in his office or mess hall or anywhere you might normally find him, so if he's inside there's just one other place you can think of.

Knocking on his bedroom door you get no answer, but push it open anyway hoping he's here.

"Levi?" You frown while standing in the doorway. There he is, curled up in his bed, not even bothering to change clothes.

He shifts and sits up, barely turning your way.

You bite your lip. He's even still wearing the eye patch. You hate that he's feeling this bad.

dozes

A small drabble about sleepy cuddles with Levi because that’s all I need in life right now :((( 

(also yes I am working on the florist levi hcs, anons i have not forgotten u!! have this in the meantime <33) 

Pairing: Levi x GN!Reader

Word count: 600 words

Tags and warnings: none, just fluff, Reader and Levi are sleepy and very cute, can you tell i just want to sleep and cuddle with someone rn

You come to wakefulness slowly, the enticing lull of sleep displaying a strong grip on your consciousness. Eyelids leaden, you open them with great effort to see the small beam of sunlight that had slipped past the curtains through the hair-thin gap sprawl across the ceiling, a brilliant golden glow illuminating the otherwise shaded room. 

Warmth presses on on you from all sides - the heavy quilt and the extra throw on top, the small form curled in on his side, half-sprawled atop you, head tucked beneath your chin and cheek squished up against your sweater. With arms that wrap tightly around your midsection and one leg hiked up over your hips, Levi clings onto you in his sleep with all the force of a tiny, angry limpet. 

(He’d threatened to turn you inside out like a sock when you’d made that comparison out loud. That, however, did not stop you from thinking it, especially in his sleepier, cuddlier moments.)

With a sigh, you smile, the free arm that wasn’t wrapped around your boyfriend’s muscular back coming up to stroke his messy hair that splays out across your chest like dark ink. His firm torso flush against yours, you could feel the warmth of his skin, the steady rise and fall of his chest, and you give into the urge to press the lightest of kisses onto his exposed forehead. 

Grinning to yourself, you continue to gently slip your fingers through his hair, lightly scraping your nails against his prickly undercut. It always seems to make him sleep deeper, somehow. Your eyes flutter shut, unable to stay open for much longer, and you let the soothing lullaby of his deepened breathing lull you back into slumber.

You wake an hour or so later, the day having grown hotter, the heat under the sheets and from your boyfriend teetering on uncomfortable. Blinking sleep away from your eyes, you shift, trying to move the covers so that you could stick an arm or leg outside and go the hell back to sleep.

At the movement, Levi stirs, slowly lifting his head from where it had rested tucked under your chin. “What are you doing?” He slurs hoarsely, eyes barely open, hair askew. His cheeks always go puffy in the mornings and you can’t help but pinch them lightly, and grin at the sleepy glare he retaliates with.

“It’s roasting in here. Just wanted to stick a leg out or something.”

He huffs, lying his head back down, firmly tucking himself at your side. “’s warm.”

“Mm. Too warm.”

He yawns, eyelids drooping. His grip loosens and his head lifts up off your chest again, letting you readjust yourself, leg poking out the side.

“Better?” He mumbles, as you settle back down and guide Levi back down to rest in the same position, content. 

“Mm hm.” You nod, closing your eyes, your hands slipping up underneath his sleep shirt and aimlessly rubbing circles into his back. 

“That feels nice,” his voice is muffled by your shirt, and you feel his face nuzzle your chest slightly, and his lips dropping a kiss onto your clothed skin. His hands slip under your sweater, returning the favour by slowly massaging your stomach. 

“Love you,” you yawn, feeling yourself growing limp under his gentle ministrations. 

An incoherent mumble vaguely resembling the same phrase is what you hear in response. His breathing evens out soon after, and you eagerly follow him into the land of dreams. 

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The thought is Levi working as a librarian... and that's the post.

no one stopped me...so this should be okay :3

tw: none

This was the last time, definitely the last time you’d do Hange the favor of taking reports and documents to Levi’s office. Why couldn’t they ask Nifa or Moblit? It was always you because, according to them, there was too much work to do in the lab and their subordinates were engrossed in other tasks at the moment. And what a coincidence that every time you stopped by the lab, they had reports to deliver to that idiot midget. Besides, it was no secret to anyone that you and Levi were like oil and water.

Your bickering was the bread and butter of the day, and some bet that if you didn’t end up killing each other, you would probably end up getting married one day.

An insufferable, reckless brat. That was Levi’s concept of you. And not to mention how inconsiderate you were to his wounded soul. His heart twisted in his chest every time you exposed yourself to danger trying to play the hero in each expedition.

You can’t save them all.

His words echoed in your head as you walked to his office with the folders in your hands. You would not forgive him after making you feel small in front of the squad, barking and shouting how foolish you were for not following his instructions. He even threatened you. One more mistake and he would kick you off the squad.

You growled, and without knocking, you opened his door. Levi was filling reports, engaged in his work that he didn’t even bother to say hi nor raise his gaze towards you. You rolled the eyes and stomped irritated towards his desk.

“Hange sends these,” you unabashedly said and dropped the pile by the end of the table. “Have fun”

He simply hummed in response.

Jerk.

“What did you say?” He lifted a brow, glancing in your direction.

“That you’re the coolest captain in the legion” You looked at him defiantly, crossing your arms over your chest.

Levi frowned. He would not tolerate any kind of disrespect from any of his subordinates, much less from you. He was still angry for putting yourself in jeopardize without thinking about the consequences of your actions.

Would he be that agitated for any other member of the scouts? or even of his squad?

Probably not.

“I’m taking my leave now” you turned around and began walking towards the door.

“I haven’t dismissed you yet” Levi stood up and followed you. You swirled on your feet again to face him and shrugged. “It’s my day off, and you’re ruining it with your crabby face”

Levi was fuming. It was written on his face. His tightened jaw and his fists clenched at his sides were enough to make you swallowed hard. You tried to keep your composure, though his intimidating gaze sent shivers down your spine. A cold bead of sweat rolled down your temple as he approached.

For each step he took forward, you moved two backwards until the stony wall got in your way.

“I… should… Hange is wai…” your voice trembled. Levi was standing in front of you, so close you could hear his heartbeat. Your eyes darted around; a road to escape seemed impossible.

“Why don’t you ever listen to me?” His minty breath brushed lightly against your lips. “You always do whatever you want, always determined to get on my nerves.” His thin brows knitted together, rage pulsing through his veins.

“I would never abandon my comrades!” You placed your palms on his chest in an attempt to push him away from you. “Besides, I can take care of myself! I don’t need your concern.” You looked down and bit your lip, thinking about what to say next. “I wouldn’t be the first or the last one to—”

“That’s the problem, y/n.” He grabbed your wrists and pinned them against the wall by either side of your head. You squeezed your eyes shut; your heart hammered in your chest as you held your breath waiting for him to speak. “I can’t stop worrying about you”

What?

Before you knew it, his lips crashed against yours as if he was reclaiming what belonged to him. Your eyes opened wide as you tugged against his forceful grip, whining; but the rush of helplessness soon subsided, and you finally gave into his ravenous kiss.

His insistent mouth parted your shivering lips, and demanding, his tongue slipped inside your mouth. He didn’t bother to ask for permission. He kissed you harder, deeper and with a fervent need, as a starving man, evoking sensations that you’d never imagine you were capable of feeling.

You were kissing urgently, like your lives depended on it. The weight of his body pressing against yours felt extraordinary; he was so close that every inch of your body was melting with his. The smell of his shampoo and that extra scent-just him-were intoxicating. You breathed him, savored him, drank him.

It was what you wanted all this time, to have him…

Closer, closer, closer.

You grasped for air as soon as he pulled apart. He was panting, too. His face flushed red, and his lips swollen; his drooping eyes staring down at yours. He looked heavenly.

Levi let go of your hands and your fingers traced your bruised lips to make sure it was all real.

“Did… did you really mean that kiss?”

Levi remained silent for a while. Why was it so hard to accept it?

Say yes, say yes, say yes.

“What if I did?” he bit his lower lip, regretting the harsh tone he pulled out.

You sighed. “Well, it would be a relief my feelings are reciprocated”

He froze, staring at you with wide eyes and raised brows, and suddenly, the weight of the world faded away from his chest.

A small smile drew on his lips as he pressed his forehead against yours. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply and wondering when or how it happened. Maybe his heart was always right, and his stubborn head refused to listen trying to convince him that you were a nuisance, yet his eyes followed you every time you stepped into his visual field; his hands refrained from going further when he helped you put your straps on; and his nose couldn’t help but to delight with your smell whenever you walked beside him.

He was reluctant to accept his feelings because he was afraid of getting too attached and lose you; because his bruised heart might not be able to endure another stab.

Levi hugged you tight, nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck. He didn’t want you to see his silly face while saying those words you longed to hear.

“I like you, too. I like everything that makes you annoyingly you”

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