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moo-blogging · 1 month

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No thoughts tonight but Levi asking about how you feel when you first started to make love.

After the initial rush of pleasure, Levi would study your body language. How your brows frown when he grabbed your boobs. How you tilted your head back when he rubbed your wall deep and slow. How your back arched when he slammed into you fast and hard continuously.

And he would ask you tenderly, "you like it, Y/N? You like it this way?" Inaudible moans slipped from your lips as you nodded your chin weakly. Your body was aflamed with pleasure and soreness. Your walls involuntarily pulsing as you cummed for probably the hundredth time.

He tossed and flipped you around, trying on different positions and different angles. He listened to your moans and knew the difference between pleasure and pain. He soothed you when your body spasmed involuntarily, chuckling to himself when you were paralysed on the fluid-soaked bed.

Levi knew you and your pleasure buttons by his body. He knew how to turn you on. He knew how to make you feel good. And he knew how to make you scream ;)

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levmada · 21 days

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- Levi literally sleeps like the dead. if he wasn’t sleeping sitting up all of the time, you’d have a right to be concerned because even the slight indicators like his shoulders rising and falling are pretty damn slight.

- he barely dreams, but when he does he has nightmares (and be careful: he fights in his sleep).

- can and honestly will snap awake if a pin drops down the hall, but also for seemingly no reason at all, robbing Levi of rest at random.

- Levi finds it hard to sleep yes, but it’s pretty much impossible to fall asleep on his back or stomach. a subconscious urgency to protect his vital areas.

- no, if Levi is sleeping properly (sleeping, not just resting), he’s curled up on his side with his arm awkwardly resting covering his neck.

- if you share a bed, he chooses the side closest to the door, just in case (he can’t be convinced there’s a 0% chance of someone showing up to assassinate one of you during the night).

- if you roll out of bed having woken up before Levi, you’re still dreaming.

- simply didn’t own any clothes worthy of sleeping in before he met you. he would just sit down in his chair in his day clothes, cross his arms, and close his eyes.

- because he’s an ackerman and therefore part titan, he runs sooo warm, like a furnace. like a bear if he wasn’t so small lol.

- so if you try to tease him by warming your icy feet on his shins, it’s very effective, and Levi’s pride won’t let him react.

- sleeps with a switchblade under his pillow, and/or in his front pocket. when he lived in the underground, he always kept one in his sleeve. old habits die hard

- he can ironically fall asleep anywhere if he’s that low on energy. it’s honestly better if he’s among others because the odds pose less danger.

- no socks to bed ever. if you wear socks to bed you’re taking them off. (he has sensory issues)

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http-tokki · 6 months

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my fucking elbow!

~ levi ackerman x reader ~ tags/cw: fluff, explicit language, established relationships, canonverse. ~wc: 530

The piercing howl that rips from your throat has Levi jumping into action. Springing over his desk and across the small office, he is in the dim kitchenette a second after the cry left you. He pants as he searches for you, eyes frantically darting around the room, heartbeat quickening with each passing second until he spots you crumpled in on yourself, arms wrapped around your shaking frame, fingers gripping your elbows.

"What's happening, why are you? What's wrong?" The words spill out of him, an unfiltered stream of concern flowing between his lips.

Levi reaches you, dropping to his knees on the hard tile and grips your shoulders. He tears you upright, panic flooding his bloodstream in a cold flash. Tears line your eyes, eyebrows furrowed in pain, and teeth gritted as you hiss.

"My fucking elbow."

Levi blinks slowly, pulling away from you as the realisation sets in.

"I hit my elbow, and it really hurts." You're crying now, fat tears spilling over your cheeks as you rub your aching joint.

Levi sits back on his haunches, a smile cracking at the absurdity. You, a decorated war hero and veteran, had just screamed and carried on as if you had been fatally wounded. He had seen you rip an arrow from your thigh, patch together your slashed arm, reposition your dislocated knee without so much as a cry, and now a knock to your elbow had you seizing up and crying?!

"Stop laughing! It hurts!" you whine, weakly kicking at your laughing husband.

"I'm not laughing at you; it's just the situation," he explains, pushing your hair back from your face. "I've seen your experience worse, and this is the injury that brings you down?" it is impossible to keep the laughter from infiltrating his every word. "I'm sorry. Are you okay, my love?"

You sniff and turn away from him, still cradling your arms and sigh loudly. "You're so mean. I hope you hurt your elbow, and when you cry about this, I'll laugh at you, too!" A giggle slips through your offended facade.

Levi stands, knees popping and aching at the move against gravity and snorts at your dramatics. "I'm going to be so careful now to not hit my elbow, and you'll never get to laugh at me!"

The exchange is childish, but it feels good; it feels natural to laugh and tease in light of the world around you. These moments are few and far between, but when they do happen, you are grateful to see a side of your lover you rarely do these days. You watch as Levi turns away, walking back into his office to finish the work he had abandoned in favour of your safety, and once he is out of sight, you turn your attention back to your bruised arm. The tingling and pain have subsided, a small purple bloom, the only remnant of the torture your nervous system was under not two seconds ago; you poke the small mark to test the level of pain you would feel if you were to hit it again but are interrupted by Levi's scream from the room over.

"I just stubbed my fucking toe!"

a/n: i got to see my baby again for one last time ahhhh I lub him s much I wanna cry please levi become real and let me love you

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lolitakirstein · 3 months

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Sleepy men

How the men of Aot sleep/cuddle and what they wear

Ft: Eren Levi Jean Reiner

Cw: nothing really, fluff? Hint of smuttiness.

EREN: He’s a restless sleeper. Constantly tossing and turning. Mumbling. Slinging his arms over and around you when he rolls over to curl up next to you, mushing his face into the crook of your neck and kissing it. He generally just wears his boxers, nothing fancy. “I sleep hot,” he admits. And good god yes the guy is a FURNACE, you sometimes have to push away from him during the night because he gets so warm. “Get back here” he’ll whines, reaching blindly for your body across the bed. “You’re burning me up!” you say, putting space between you and his hot body. He’ll groan and then throw the covers off of you, exposing you to the cold room. He smirks as you yelp at the cool air and immediately curl back up into him. The heat DOES pay off in the winter because you sneak your cold feet onto his back. “Goddamn, get those ice cubes off of me!” he mumbles sleepily into the pillow. “But your sooooo warm,” you giggle.

Levi: He sleeps like a Victorian child struck down with the plague. On his back, hands across his chest like he’s in a casket. He doesn’t move once during the night. “I don’t want to mess up the bed that much,” he says. He wears luxury silk pajamas with his initials on them. It was difficult when you first started sleeping together, you didn’t know if he was a cuddler or not so you just laid on your side next to him for the first few stays over. However, you got brave enough and ask “Do you like to cuddle?” He takes a beat before answering, “Its been awhile since i’ve done such activities but i’m not opposed to it.” You take that as a go-ahead and wrap up against his side, his arm curls around your shoulder, gently stroking your bare arm. “Is this ok?” you ask. He sighs, “Actually this is perfect.” He loves having the weight of you on top of him, sometimes your legs thrown over his. Even when you turn away in your sleep, he will reach a hand to keep on you, just a reminder that you are there with him.

JEAN: This man is a fucking BED HOG! No matter how big the bed is, they cant contain his tall frame and long legs. He sleeps in a band tshirt and basketball shorts. He will let you wear one of his tshirts to bed as well. He’s a blanket snob too, always stealing them from around you. “Jean I’m cold!,” you pout, trying to tug the covers from around him. He’ll laugh at your pathetic whining and pull you to where you are both on your sides facing each other. His long legs tangling with yours. “Better,” he’ll ask, kissing your nose. “Much” you mumble into his chest, inhaling his scent. When you have a nightmare and are fretting around in your sleep, he will wrap his lean arms around you, kissing your sweat-damp head trying to soothe you. “Hey i’m here, its ok.” he’ll murmur. He easily relaxes you back to sleep.

REINER: He sleeps in flannel pants and shirtless AND he is a CUDDLER!!!! From the moment your ass hits the mattress he is dragging you close to his body. He loves spooning, the feel of your naked back against his bare chest and the smell of your clean hair is like a sedative to him. “God you smell so good,” he says into your neck. He’s always struggled falling asleep, but once you started spending the nights, he was finally able to get the best sleep he’s ever got. He loves it when you spoon him, draping your tiny body over his muscular back, sometimes tracing your fingers up and down his back and kissing the nape of his neck as you both drift off. When you sleep on your back he lays on his side to face you and wraps his arm over your torso, legs intertwined. He loves watching you sleep, and how peaceful you look. It makes him feel so incredibly lucky. You always wake up to him stealing kisses on your neck or chest or even between your legs. He is ALSO ravenous in the morning.

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hoejosatoru · 1 year

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Levi hasn’t had much experience with intimacy. He craves it, but doesn’t know how to ask for it. Which is why you constantly find him slipping beside you, wordless as he seeks out your warmth. You never question him, only hold him.

Levi, who loves that he never has to ask for your touch. You rub his back, his head, the spot between his brows that only relaxes under your fingertips. He loves even more that you take your time, kissing his forehead and cheeks before going for his lips.

Levi could kiss you for hours. It's one of the few things he can truly lose himself in. Honestly, he could just kiss you and be a very happy man, but when you both start aching below the waist he can't help but want more of you.

Levi loves how you both gently peel each other's clothes off. He loves that you run your fingers across his scars and kiss them gently. It makes him feel handsome. He returns the favor for you, kissing all the spots he loves and giving extra attention to any spot he knows you're self conscious off.

Levi, who loves it the most when you take things slow. Your breath hitching every time he presses inside you never gets old. He rolls his hips against you, not fucking to chase a high but to feel you. Eye contact is so incredibly intimate for him, so he looks in your eyes the entire time. His head leaning into your hand every time you brush hair out of his eyes, so you end up just holding his cheek the whole time.

Levi, who half the time enjoys your release more than his own. He loves the look on your face when you cum, how your lip fall open and your eyes crinkle. His name breathless and dripping from your lips is the sweetest sound he's ever heard. He never lasts long after he watches you, his cock throbbing as he fill you.

Levi, who almost (almost) loves the aftercare more. He loves to stay inside you while you hold each other. He loves how warm you are and you bury your face in the crook of his neck. Most of all, he loves how safe he feels with you.

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levilxvr · 5 months

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a/n: i had too much caffeine i think im high also this isnt proofread so apologies if theres mistakes!😍

cw: nsfw, afab!reader, quickie hehehe

im just imagining levi helping you with your uniform in the morning before you set off on a mission. You’re in his room early in the morning, facing him standing between his legs while he sits on his bed and yanks at the straps on your waist. He insists on helping you to tighten them and adjust your odm gear before leaving, and of course you obliged.

But soon his hands begin to roam your body, straying from your waist up your abdomen to your breasts which drew his full attention. levi hums softly, running his thumbs over them as you grab his forearms and look down at his pretty face. “levi.. we gotta go soon,”

he ignores you and licks his lips instead, gazing up at your gorgeous figure standing right before him. You’re so perfect in his eyes, and it turns him on even more when he sees you clad in your uniform. How foolish it would be for him to miss this opportunity especially when he probably won’t be able to do anything with you for the next few days.

levi is fully aware that everyone is probably starting to head to the assembly point and warm up. but fuck it all. to him, this damn mission can hold on while he worships you for a few minutes.

“i know…shit, you know what, i’ll make it quick.” he bites his lip and assists you as you both begin unbuckling and removing everything. You can see the tent in his pants, feel the heat beginning to grow in your core. It’s too late to turn back and soon you’re both completely stripped off your gear and bottoms.

He grabs your waist, turning you around as your hands drop to his mattress to support yourself as he pushes his cock through your folds. his precum is working as a lubricant while he begins to slide in and out with one hand resting on your groin, circling your clit in rough, quick motions. your breaths are the only sound filling the room, along with soft curses and kisses on your neck.

“are you close pretty girl?” he hisses out as his cock throbs inside you. you’re squeezing him so well and he’s certain you’re gonna make him cum soon. You can’t help but gasp when he picks up the pace, relentlessly pounding you until your orgasm hits and your pussy tightens around him so much he has to pull out and release on your back.

“fuuck..” you turn around and see his brows furrowed, milking himself dry as your legs shake from your own high.

you close your eyes, savouring the bliss as you finally recover but the knock on his door startles both of you. It’s hange, yelling at him to stop dilly dallying and get downstairs.

“the entire regiment is waiting for yall at the courtyard!”

“calm down shitty glasses, we’ll be down in five.” levi rolls his eyes as he curses under his breath and begins to fumble with the buckles again, promising to fuck you long and good the next time you get the chance.

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yoongikapi · 7 days

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returning injured || levi || oneshot

angst

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levi waited restlessly in his office for the scouts to return. his injured foot kept him from the most recent mission and he’s never felt more anxious. of course he was worried about everyone and hoped they’d all make it back in one piece, but his mind kept wandering to you. why am i so worried about her? he had no reason to be, you were riding along commander erwin and other strong squad leaders, so why? i have no reason to worry about her, they’ll all be fine. but even so, he ignored the throbbing pain in his foot and paced around his small workspace.

a messenger suddenly knocked on the wooden door, making levi freeze in his tracks; “sir! the troops are back!”

he couldn’t stop himself from leaving his office; couldn’t stop himself as he practically ran outside, and couldn’t stop himself from gasping in shock, not only at how many didnt return but also from seeing you on the back of someone’s horse, knocked unconscious. he took in how blood ran from your head and leg while your arm was heavily bandaged.

“what happened here?” levi asked, walking up to the man on the horse as he attempted to get off without you falling. before he could think, he reached up and pulled you off the horse himself, barely hearing the man as he walked away with you in his arms. “she was cornered by titans, we’re lucky she’s even here….”

once again, levi’s forgotten about his own injury as he studies yours. as he studies you he realizes, he wouldn’t know what to do if you didnt come back. yes you’re unconscious, but you’re here now and hes gonna do everything in his power to ensure you wake up.

he gently places you in a cot at the infirmary, covering you and taking the seat next to your bed. he stares at the dried blood clinging to your fingers and he reaches out to you, brushing his rough fingers against the back of your hand.

you better wake up brat.

please wake up.

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sixpennydame · 8 months

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SAILOR PLS LEVI WITH

“11. “Louder. Let me hear you.”

Lourdes, my love, I hope you like this. ;-)

Make You Feel My Love

Husband!Levi x Fem!Reader

C/W: NSFW, Minors do not interact! softdom!Levi, caring Levi (but he has a mouth on him, haha), body worship, oral (fem receiving), reader has body issues

You had a hard time loving yourself.

Every flaw and and imperfection felt ten-fold, your inadequacies in a constant loop in your head: not pretty enough, not smart enough, not strong enough. You could tear yourself apart better than any titan could.

Levi, on the other hand, loved everything about you. And it pained him when he saw you succumb to one of these negative spirals.

He could tell you were having one of those mornings; the way you were throwing every outfit you tried onto the floor, how your eyebrows knit into a scowl every time you looked in a mirror.

You pace the bedroom in your underwear until Levi grabs your hand and pulls you toward him. “Hey…what’s wrong?”

“Just…nothing looks good. I hate my body.”

He wraps his arms around your waist as he stands behind you. “That’s ridiculous. You’re beautiful.”

You scoff. “You have to say that. You’re married to me.”

“I don’t have to do anything.” He starts kissing your shoulder. “Nobody makes me do anything unless I want to.” His hands move from your waist to your breasts. “And right now, I want to fuck my beautiful wife.”

“Levi…I have to get ready for wor..” your comment is cut short when he slides his fingers in your underwear and starts rubbing your clit.

“Do you know how much you turn me on every goddamn day? It’s embarrassing how much I think about you.” He rubs your clit in circles, then eases his finger inside you. “I could barely concentrate in a meeting the other day with Erwin because I was thinking of touching your body…grabbing this ass..” His free hand quickly unclasps your bra and it falls to the ground. He kisses your neck and shoulder, his hands moving down to your buttocks.

Your eyes are closed, refusing to look in the full-length mirror that is in front of you. “Open your eyes,” he coaxes. Levi has his hands all over you as he speaks softly in your ear. “Look at how beautiful you are.”

You shake your head, then nuzzle into his neck. “Oh Levi..”

“Listen to me,” he says, changing his strategy as he lays you on the bed, caging your head on either side with his arms. He kisses you deeply, and he can already feel you relaxing into the moment. “I love your body - every curve…every dip…”

Levi's never been good with words, but he wants you to know how much he loves and desires you.

He starts kissing down your neck, stopping at the dip between your neck and collarbone. "This...I love this part..." his tongue licks you there and your breath hitches. "..so sensitive.."

He then moves down to your chest and takes one of your breast into his mouth, while his hand massages the other. He sucks on your sensitive nipple, the arousal causing them to point erect. "Your fucking breasts..they're perfect."

You drape your arm over your eyes, a blush growing over your cheeks from the praise and from your arousal. "Levi, I'm not.."

He sucks hard on the underside of your breast, causing you to gasp. "I don't want to hear any of that right now. You're gonna listen to me."

His mouth continues its journey down your body, praising each part. He lifts up your leg and drapes it on his shoulder, his hands caressing your thigh. "You're so soft. I never understood how anyone could be this fucking soft." His lips meet your inner thigh, your breath speeding up as he nips and kisses on the sensitive flesh. By the time his mouth gets to your sex, you're already wet and throbbing. Just the sight is enough to make Levi cum.

"You're like a goddamn work of art."

He starts licking up the slick between your folds, and your back immediately arches. The friction of his tongue against your clit makes you moan, and when he starts sucking the delicate area, your hands fist the sheets below you. He knows you like the back of his hand - every twitch of your muscles, every moan and sigh; he knows you're getting close.

So he stops. Your head shoots up to look at him. "Do you understand now, how beautiful you are?"

"Yes..." you breathlessly whisper.

He dives back down between your legs, his finger pushing inside you while his tongue sucks on your clit once more. "Louder. Let me hear you," he stops to say, but his finger keeps going.

"I-I'm beautiful..." you acknowledge, louder and more confidently this time, "you make me feel beautiful."

"That's my girl." He lifts up to kiss you, his eyes shining with love and adoration for you - a look only you know.

Your hands move down to the waist band of his pants. "I might need some more encouragement, though."

He smirks as he pulls off his pants. "I think I can manage that."

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chosos-mascara · 1 year

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levi ackerman, pillow humping while thinking of you. 400 words

Levi had more self control than this. He knew he did - combating the desire he'd had for you as if it had been another titan. Yet, he found himself laying awake at night, a sheen of sweat over his body, a ball in his throat. There were many things he'd wanted, and he knew that right at the top of that list, your name would sit highly, proudly.

This wouldn't be the first time he'd rolled a fist over himself while thinking of you. There were a few memories he'd gone to, moments where he'd caught a glimpse of your bare skin when he shouldn't have looked, or fixated on the curve of your ass - accentuated by the uniform straps. Today, there had been a specific scene replaying within his mind, the root of the ache between his thighs.

He'd been behind you, riding horseback. You'd led the way, describing a new formation to squad leaders, a hunched position. The bounce of your body over the saddle, the arch of your back as you controlled your weight.

It was pathetic, really. Levi understood he'd been desperate, yet found his hand trailing toward his member with a sigh between parted lips. Though, as he pumped himself languidly, he'd known his fist wouldn't suffice tonight. Every roll of his hips left him unsatisfied as his leaking tip begged for more friction. He'd thought about it, how pathetic he'd felt, yet he found himself rolling over anyway.

He brought the pillows toward him, arching the cotton and pressing himself against the curve. One supported his upper body, a place to press his face and suppress stray moans, while the other had been folded to grasp at his cock. There had been a hiss at the initial roll of hips, a twang of relief. The need for more drove him to continue, humping motion as he leaned forward. If he concentrated, he could picture you beneath him, missionary position, his tinted cheeks hidden in the darkness around him. The quiet movements of the bed, ones he'd known would be much louder if he'd been able to have his way with you.

Your name, lost into the plush of fabric as he thrusted helplessly against the pillow, hips bucking in sporadic and needy movements, chasing the release he'd so desperately wanted. Once the high would hit, he'd known the burning within him would subside, at least for a few more nights.

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the-traveling-poet · 3 months

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We hit 400 followers!! Love you guys T-T 🤎

As promised, a scenario in which Levi has to continually put up with reader’s bratty teasing until he just cant take it anymore-

(trying out some light smut here for the first time :3 key word light, don’t judge)

One thing Levi Ackerman never expected to enjoy was what he would commonly refer to as ‘mushy sappy shit’.

And yet here he was, shooting you a look across the room from where you both sat; his brows drawn up and his lower lip slightly pouted as he gave you what you adoringly called his ‘needy eyes’.

“Y/N?” He tried again, wondering for the nth time if this was what it would take you to come across the room to him, if he dared to speak your name so softly.

“ ‘Y/N’…what?” You’d teasingly chuckle in response. Oh, how you loved to tease him so, if only to watch the way his usual scowl turned into a grumpy pout. He’d rather die than have anyone else see an exchange such as this one, but when it was just the two of you, he’d let your bratty behavior slide in favor of the warmth you would inevitably provide him after you tired of your game.

So he sat patiently, even scooting his chair slightly towards an angle, as though to silently make his pleas for contact more feasible in your eyes.

And goddamnit, how it worked nearly every time. But today, you decided you’d rather have him ask a little nicer before giving in.

“How am I to know just what it is you want, if you won’t directly ask it?” You tried again, biting your lip to hold back a giggle bubbling in your throat. Levi scowled, casting his eyes downward.

If he had to play dirty to get his way, then so be it.

“Y/N, baby…come sit on my lap, please?” He rasped out, shooting you his most convincing look through inky bangs.

It was uncharacteristic, the way he was behaving. But even more so was your reactions; thighs squeezing a little tighter together on the sofa and a soft breath caught in your throat in place of the giggle that had since been smothered out.

Feeling your face tingle with what you could only assume was an inevitable blush, you attempted to clear your throat.

“Sit…sit on your l-lap?” You nearly choked getting the words out of your suddenly dry mouth. In response he only loosed a tired breath before shoving back his chair from his desk to take a stand.

“Fine, have it your way.” He mumbled, stalking across the room towards you. As he approached, you subconsciously scooted back on the couch’s plush seat and held your breath.

“You’ve had your fun; an hour’s worth, as I recall. And I’ve had to sit there and just endure it. Do you know what that does to me?” He snorted a barley there chuckle, looking deeply into your eyes as he leaned against the couch towards your face.

“All I wanted was you to sit with me. Maybe get a kiss, if I were lucky. But I think enough is enough; don’t you, darling?” His tone dropped an octave, husky tone shaking you to the core.

“I-“

“No, sweetheart. You can be quiet now. You’ve won, after all. But…I’ll be taking the prize this time.”

His breathe tickled your neck, nudging your chin to the side with his forehead to allow him further access to the sensitive skin there. Your hands instinctively searched for his, but didn’t make the grasp in time before his slender fingers were already making their way up either side of your thighs towards the loosely tied string keeping your lounge pants up at the waist.

“Levi-“ You gasped out, finding your voice was all but gone.

He groaned softly, lips sucking tenderly at your pulse point.

“Hush, love,” He whispered against your throat, the need in his tone unmistakable.

“Just relax…relax for me.”

Loosening the cravat around his neck, he looses a shaky sigh as his breaths drew in shakier and his lips eagerly made the short journey from your neck towards your jaw, only stopping to worship it for a moment before continuing on.

Oh, how had the roles of your long played game suddenly turned on you. Now it was him, teasing you with barley there kisses along your cheeks, kissing antagonistically close to your lips but never touching. Meanwhile, you couldn’t help your thighs but to squirm against the feather light touches from the pads of his fingers. Before you knew it, the string had come undone from your waistline and fell across your thighs, shortly followed by the thin material of your lounge pant’s waistband.

A broken, shuddery gasp slipped past your lips unbidden, the moment those same tantalizing fingers ghosted over the even thinner material of your briefs, making your hips flinch against the pressure.

You were only briefly distracted by the dry chuckle resonating from Levi’s parted lips now hovering over your own, drawing your attention to the way he panted above your figure with barely contained desire.

“You’ve teased me for weeks. Now it’s my turn darling, so sit back and take it.”

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levmada · 2 months

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a simple but powerful trust test is asking Levi to close his eyes for you.

maybe, you have a little gift to give him, so wayy early in the morning—before anyone else wakes up but after Levi is—you head to the kitchens in the back of the empty canteen in search of him. the elation from his reaction overpowers your tiredness, even your anxiety, so you're more than acutely aware of your little "gift" resting in your uniform pocket over your left chest.

it's pointless, really, to announce yourself, but you do so anyway before popping your head in. he's calmly pouring his tea, but next to it sits another cup... he heard you coming.

"you should go back to bed. it's barely the ass crack of dawn," he grunts, quite matter-of-fact. he side-eyes you through a few strands of his bangs with his usual sour attitude, but you know him well enough to know that his voice is even and based on where his gaze is locked, that he's pleased to see you.

"I have a surprise for you," you beam on approach, and with that, you kiss his cheek.

he idly touches your waist as he places the pot back down, humming. "what."

"close your eyes."

he kind of squints at first, but you seem serious. although he hesitates, lips pressed, he does as you ask.

you take his hand from his side—he startles slightly, so you're quick to tuck the cool stone in the palm of his hand and close his fingers on it.

"okay, open your eyes."

his gaze falls down to the smooth stone resting on his palm. it's smooth like a pearl, shaped like a pebble; silver catches on the light, but it's light blue, like the moon.

you watch him stare at it, and slightly nudge it with his thumb, multiple times to seemingly appreciate the texture. he examines it, seemingly, with as much fondness as a custom smithed knife.

"do you like it?" you ask softly.

he lifts his gaze finally. "you made me do all that for a rock?"

you burst out laughing. "it's a shiny rock. I saw it down by the river and it reminded me of your eyes! ...and I cleaned it first."

you're honestly shocked he didn't ask you that first. he must really trust you.

he stares at you with the impression that he just tasted a lemon. cheeks rosy, he gives it one more worthy glance before tucking it in his jacket pocket, as you had done.

"alright then."

he leans up slightly and kisses you chaste on the lips.

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youre-ackermine · 4 months

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Under the Mistletoe

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Fem!reader

Wordcount: 1360 approx.

Modern AU / SFW / Friends to lovers / Love confession / Fluff

Joining Levi to celebrate New Year's Eve was the best decision you had made in a long time. Life was so boring and dull since your best friend had left for France to study. No more talking over coffee between classes, no more late night studying together at the library, no more banter and silly jokes. And above all, no more movie nights cuddled up on the couch, wrapped together in both a cosy blanket and his comforting scent. You felt lonely and miserable. In short, you missed your best friend sorely.

Of course you caught up on each other’s life during your weekly phone call, but it’s his presence you missed the most. Your heart had skipped a beat when he had called you a few weeks ago, clearing his throat before blurting out the invitation in a hoarse tone. Hanging up, you couldn't help but giggle with eagerness at the idea of seeing him again after months apart.

As the reunion day drew near, you had felt the excitement revealing itself in each of your gestures, in each of your thoughts, your mind racing with the silliest scenarios. Past the first few days, busying yourself buying your ticket, packing your suitcase, choosing the evening dress you’d wear for the party, your mood had changed. You had lost your appetite. You could barely sleep. Nervousness was taking the best of you. You couldn’t wait to go to Paris.

Reuniting with him had thrown you into emotional turmoil. Despite the “Mlle l’Emmerdeuse" sign he was holding as a joke, despite the familiar smirk plastered on his face, the moment you had seen him waiting for you at the airport had made you stop in your tracks, palms sweating and throat tight. Something about the way he looked at you seemed different, something yearning and intense.

Regardless you had thrown yourself in his arms and, as he had pulled you closer to him, you had nuzzled into his neck and taken in his comforting scent, the very scent you had missed so much on countless sleepless nights. Tears of relief had welled up in your eyes and your heart seemed to have swelled in your chest. You had shivered under his touch and clung to him for a while before letting him go as the heat of embarrassment flushed your cheeks.

You could no longer conceal the obvious: you were deeply, hopelessly in love with your best friend.

The hour that followed was nothing more now than a blur of disjointed chatter, clumsy gestures and awkward silence. Levi had dropped you off at your hotel, giving you some time to get ready. You had struggled to calm down, your whole body still reacting to the unexpected realization of your feelings. You couldn’t figure out yet how to behave around him. Seeing your best friend in this new light had left you confused and, to be really honest, a little ashamed.

When he picked you up later to go to the soirée, he looked so good in his black tuxedo that you almost missed the sparkle in his eyes and the startled gasp he had let out when you had reached the bottom of the stairs and crossed the lobby to join him. Your evening gown fitted perfectly, smoothly hugging your curves. The light touches of makeup here and there discreetly highlighted your face. You were breathtaking.

Uneasiness lurked into the confined space of the car as you both remained silent. Levi’s attention was stubbornly focused on the road while you admired the city Christmas lights through the window, thinking about how your silly crush on him would muddy your friendship. Luckily enough, it was a quick drive to your destination and you couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief when you finally got out of the car.

Your first glance at the impressive beauty of this hôtel particulier near the Tour Eiffel left you speechless for a while. Elegant garlands of warm white lights hung on the front wall, bathing the garden in a festive glow. A few candle lanterns lined the stairs, tracing the path up to the front door. Apparently Levi’s new friends were ridiculously rich.

As soon as you stepped inside, heat slapped your face and music filled your ears. The house was soberly decorated, a few shining ornaments and tinsels were placed here and there and a bouquet of mistletoe hung from the ceiling in the hallway. In the main room, people were already dancing under strobe lights. Levi helped you take off your coat and you shrugged the tension off your shoulders as you followed him across the packed room to the buffet. The fancy display of mouth-watering delicacies helped you snap out of your thoughts for good.

Levi introduced you to his group of friends who stood next to the bar on your left, laughing and raising their glasses to the last remnants of the year and the appealing promises of the new one. One of them poured some champagne in a flute for you while another shoved a plate of appetizers under your nose. They did their best to make you feel welcome.

After a few bites of delicious food, Levi, always the life and soul of the party, stuck with his friends while you hit the dance floor. Mingling with the partygoers released most of the tension building between the two of you so far. You felt his eyes linger on you at first but soon you were so absorbed in the music that you forgot about your turmoil for a moment.

And now, after dragging yourself to the bar all sweating and panting but somewhat relaxed, here you were trying your best to talk with his college friends over the deafening music, slipping a few words of French you vaguely remembered here and there into the conversation. You got along pretty well with Levi’s roommates and you would enjoy the party more if your best friend hadn’t left a while ago, vanishing into the crowd.

Around midnight, you couldn’t help but glance around to find him until you felt a warm hand settling on the small of your back.

“Je peux vous la voler un instant?” Levi asked his friends before taking you away.

He slipped his hand into yours and led you through the crowded dance floor, weaving his way out of the room. Feeling the warm skin of his palm against yours, the reassuring squeeze of his fingers, made your heart race faster and a delicious sensation spread through your body, as if you were floating in the air.

He stopped as he reached the hallway and turned to you, taking both of your hands in his and locking eyes with you. Something between worry and determination showed on his face and for a moment you couldn’t help but take in his handsome features, the sharp line of his jaw, the plumpness of his lips.

“I…I have, er…I have something to tell you,” he stammered. “Something, er. Something I want to tell you for a while now, but. You know, er…Shit...You know I'm bad with words, right?” He squeezed your hands on the last word.

You nodded, not sure if you wanted to hear what he was about to say. Your heart sank at the thought that he had realized what you felt for him and wanted to put your relationship to an end because of how disturbing all of this was. But, maybe because of the changes you had noticed in the way Levi looked at you, a teeny, tiny part of you, the one that allowed the butterflies to flutter in your chest, the one that allowed your skin to shiver under his touch, that part couldn’t help but hope.

The hubbub of the party starting the countdown suddenly turned into a blur when Levi leaned in, his face so close to yours that you felt his warm breath on your skin. Your heart pounded in your ears and you finally let the butterflies deliciously flutter in your chest. Leaning even closer, he whispered “je t’aime“ against your lips before kissing you softly.

Your first kiss.

Under the mistletoe.

Requested for my 300 followers event by Suki @suukee @sckerman 🩵

I hope you'll like it!

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A/N: Kissing under the mistletoe is a New Year’s Eve / New Year’s Day custom in France rather than a Christmas custom as in other countries // English is not my usual language

Proofreading @sixpennydame thank you so much my lovely Bestie <333

Translation

Mlle l’Emmerdeuse >>> Miss Annoyance

Hôtel particulier >>> Mansion

Je peux vous la voler un instant? >>> Can I borrow her from you for a sec?

Je t'aime >>> I love you

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Header: @youre-ackermine

Star divider: @saradika-graphics

Fireworks divider: @firefly-graphics

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exo-levi · 7 months

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“Where is it?”

Drabble, Modern AU, fluff Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Reader

Levi sighed as he watched you rummage through your bag for the third time that day. "Lost something again?" he asked, eyebrow raised.

You pouted, your adorable expression making it hard for him to stay annoyed. "I can't find my keys, Levi. I swear they have a mind of their own."

He rolled his eyes, pulling your keys out of his pocket. "You left them on the kitchen counter this morning. You really need to work on your memory."

You blinked in surprise before bursting into laughter. "I guess I'm just too distracted by your handsome face."

He snorted, unable to hide his smirk. "Smooth recovery, but don't think that'll get you out of making dinner tonight."

You grinned, leaning in for a kiss. "Deal. As long as you promise to keep finding my lost stuff."

Levi chuckled, wrapping his arms around you. "Deal."

About. Masterlist. Taglist.

Yours truly,

Rowan.

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hoejosatoru · 1 year

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Post war Levi, who is opening himself up to romantic love for the first time. He could not fathom letting himself love someone when he could lose them at any time. Honestly, he thought he lost his ability to love until he met you.

Once he falls in love, it’s opening the fucking floodgates. If there is a way to be healthily obsessed, that is Levi. Like he loves you so much and is so attentive and caring. No one would believe how soft Captain Levi became with the love of his life.

Levi touches you with upmost reverence; his kisses feel like worship. He always takes his time with you. He wants to feel you, kiss you, taste you. He wants to know that you’re real, and you’re not going anywhere, and you’re his. He’s almost desperate at times, never fully able to shake the fear that he could lose you even when he knows you’re safe. When he wakes up shaking for nightmares, you’re the only person who can calm him.

The closest he comes to heaven is when he is inside you. It’s beyond just physical pleasure for him, it makes him so close to you. It’s like feeling connecting, body and soul. When he is making love to you, it is the only time he can truly forget everything and just feel at peace.

He truly gets no greater pleasure than pleasuring you. Hearing you moan his name, feeling you cum around him, know he is what brings that blush to your cheeks, it’s like a drug to him. He can never get enough. The love you have for each other is so sweet and pure and full. Levi can’t believe he went so long without having this in his life, but now that he’s found it he’s never letting go.

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lolitakirstein · 4 months

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Tender!Levi

bro, i came up with these insane headcanons for Levi while I was listening to Lana Del Rey.

CW: One is slightly nsfw i guess

Tender!Levi enjoys soft indie music because he can't stand loud sounds. He playfully scolds you when you crank up your heavy rock music

Tender!Levi owns a record player and has an organized shelf with TONS of vinyl, in alphabetical order of course

Tender!Levi he likes deep female vocals because they remind him of his mother. He can't recall what her normal speaking voice sounded like because too often as a child all he remembers is her cries for help. But he remembers her singing voice. How she would hold him to her chest, how he could feel the vibrations of each note as she sang to him.

Tender!Levi loves breasts. But not in a sexual way, more in an admiring way. How amazing his lover's body can be to be able to provide for his offspring. He often stands in amazement as he watches his child fill its tiny belly and fall 10x more in love with his you. it's one of the most beautiful things he's witnessed. How comforting it is for him to nuzzle into your breast. Another reminder for him of his mothers warm embrace in the cold world they had been put in.

Tender!Levi also loves hands and caresses. He loves to trace your palms with his fingertips and up along your arm, leaving goosebumps in his wake. He loves grazing your delicate collarbone, your soft stomach, your curves, and your scars.

Tender!Levi speaking of hands, the man is constantly moisturizing his and keeps a tube of it in his pocket

Tender!Levi also carries chapstick (cherry flavored just for you ;))

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yoongikapi · 4 days

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Okayyy but neighbor Levi???

You just moved into a satisfactorily priced apartment complex in the near outskirts of the city. Not in the heart, yet close enough to where you can walk to the grocery store!! You go to the gym that's within the complex (win in this economy) and surpriseee, your neighbor his a hot, nonchalant-looking man.

Stolen glances because he thinks you're nice to look at…sarcastically criticizes your form as an excuse to be your spotter🤭

i actually giggled and kicked my feet at the idea of this i love it tysm <3

hot neighbor || levi || modern au! oneshot

fluff?

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finally. after days of unpacking, decorating, and a ridiculous amount of grocery store trips you were fully moved in. folding up the rest of your laundry, you come across a pair of gym shorts and instantly remember the gym you’ve passed a million times on all of your grocery runs. you remember it looking really nice from the outside, and figured you’d go check it out.

the smell of sweat instantly filled your nose as people moved around the space. you squeeze your way by a group of people to an almost empty area and begin your workout. after your second set, a faint ‘excuse me’ startles you and as you remove your headphone you’re met with a beautiful pair of blue eyes.

his stare is sharp and pierces through you, and his deep, smooth voice catches you off guard; “excuse me, is anyone using this?” he asks and points to the machine next to yours, to which you quickly shake your head “no, go for it” you go to put your headphone back in but he speaks again, “also, you need to lift your elbows more when you do that”

taken back by his comment, you just decide to ignore it and you end up moving a couple of machines’ away from him.

as you continue your workout, you notice his gaze constantly drifting your way, which you find rather distracting. yes, he was good looking but you couldn’t help but think he was only watching to see if your form was right as you exercise. when he wasn’t watching you, you were watching him. he was mesmerizing; the way he moves, the way he carries himself, all of it. your eyes meet through the mirror and you look away, but he approaches you again. and of course, with another critique.

“you need to spread your feet apart more when you squat”

you smirk, “so you’re watching me squat?”

he says nothing, but makes no move to leave. instead, he stands in a squat position himself; showing you how it’s done. “this is how your feet should be” he motions down to his feet and you follow his gaze. he suddenly has you step up to the squat rack, and before you know it, you’re squatting with him watching; as your spot for safety reasons of course.

that’s what you keep telling yourself as you watch him watch you through the mirror. his eyes are on yours and he has no intention of looking away. after what feels like a lifetime, you’re walking back up to your apartment and him keeping you company.

“well thanks for the tips i guess” you say as you reach your door, “but you didn’t have to walk me back.”

he smiles at this and walks across the hall from you, pulling keys from his pocket and unlocking the door across from yours.

“who said i was walking you back? i was just going home.” he smirks at your shocked face, clearly unaware he was your neighbor. your super hot neighbor.

“see you around, neighbor” the words roll of his tongue in a teasing manner and he’s in his apartment before you could say anything in response.

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