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tiazvni · 1 year

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no backtalk | multi.

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warnings : fem!reader, black coded, choking, squirting, mating press, backshots, dumbification <3

you squeak as your boyfriend pressed you further into the mattress, his heavy hand resting on your upper back, slotted just between your shoulder blades, forcing you into the meanest arch possible as he fucked you within an inch of your life.

his thrusts were deep in this position, and the sheer force of his strokes left you sobbing. with three orgasms having already been ripped from you previously - two from his thick fingers, and one from his mouth - your body has since gone limp, your mind buzzing with euphoric numbness.

“s-s’too deep, baby!”

your whines were hardly audible over the wet squelching of your pussy as he met you thrust for thrust, but from the sound of his airy laugh, you knew your boyfriend heard you loud and clear.

“too deep?” there was a teasing lilt to the low rumble of his voice. “you told me you could take it, sweetheart.”

oh, you know what you said, but that was the hennessy talking.

having been with your boyfriend for the past seven months, you felt that some liquid courage was required before telling him - the man with the biggest dick you’ve ever seen, and a cocky attitude to match - that you were finally ready for sex.

truth be told, drunk-you talked a big game. while you were normally shy and reserved, she had the confidence sober-you wished she could exude. your mind raced with flashbacks of you sitting on your boyfriend’s lap, whispering to him that you wanted to be stuffed full with his cock, boasting that you weren’t one for tapping out.

it was then when you realized that you bit off more than you could chew.

your breath catches after one particularly vicious thrust, feeling the bulbous head of his dick drag repeatedly against that spot deep within you that made you tremble and keen uncontrollably. though your cries were cut short when the hand keeping you molded to the mattress slithered around your throat, lifting you from your arch and pressing your back to his chest.

“and after all that backtalk.” he tsks, the warmth of his breath on the shell of your ear making you shudder. “i knew i’d have you dumb on my dick.”

you whimpered at the low timbre of his voice, nearing the precipice of your desire for a fourth time that night as his other hand snaked around to your front to rub tight circles on your clit. the overwhelming sensation makes your eyes roll back, your thighs shaking and pussy clenching as he continued to fuck you raw.

“shit,” he hissed, “you’re so fucking tight.”

he trembles behind you, groaning in your ear with each new thrust into your wet heat. a breathless giggle escaped your lips - you couldn’t help but feel a bit prideful at the thought of bringing such pleasure to a man whose body and stature were akin to a fucking god. that feeling was short-lived, though.

without any warning, he pulls out before manhandling you onto your back, towering above you with a feral glint in his eyes. he licked his lips at the sight of you - faux locs falling from your loose bun, bare breasts jiggling with each heaving breath, and shaky inner thighs glistening with your wet, creamy arousal.

you were absolutely breathtaking.

“so fucking pretty,” he hums, pushing your thighs to your chest to give himself a better view of your pussy. and without missing a beat he gripped his dick, pumping it a few times before slapping it against your clit.

you cry out, your eyes soon widening as he then teased your entrance with his tip, the slight stretch of his dick from this angle dangerous enough to make you delirious with both pain and pleasure.

“w-wait, wait!” you gasped, pressing against his abdomen the moment he sank a few inches deeper. “s’too much!”

“nah, move your hands,” he challenged. “you said you wanted to be full of my dick, right? let me fill you then.”

he bottoms out in one swift thrust before you can react, knocking the air from your lungs but still giving you a moment to adjust. it’s ridiculous how deep you could feel him - he was practically in your tummy.

“can’t believe you kept this pussy from me for seven months,” he seethes, but you hardly registered his words, or his tightened grip on your thighs. that blissful numbness in your brain had increased tenfold - nothing else mattered except how amazingly full you felt in that moment.

and then he started moving.

you screamed as the head of his dick attacked that spot within you once more - hard, heavy, and with timely precision - your voice reaching octaves neither of you were used to. the sensation had you quivering, your arousal suddenly squirting around his dick as your fourth orgasm hit you like a freight train.

“fuuuck,” your boyfriend groaned as he fucked you through it, shuddering at the feel of your cunt spasming around him. it nearly triggered his own release, but he managed to hold off, craving to have you completely and utterly pliant before finally giving into his primal urges.

“i hope you know we’re not done here, sweetheart.”

gojo, eren, toji, zeke, geto, reiner, choso, jean, and any of your faves <3

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marcobodtlives · 3 months

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Armin is a great character, but he carries the burden of everyone seeing their lost loved ones in him

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Jean sees Marco in Armin. (Curiousness, smarts, inquisitive, full of wonderment, kindness, empathy, the ability to overcome fear and serve a greater purpose, protectiveness…)

Levi and Hange see Erwin in Armin. (Leadership, planning, the ability to ‘abandon their humanity’ for the greater good, trust, strategy…)

It’s not confirmed but I suspect Zeke sees at least part of his younger self in Armin. (The isolation, feeling out of depth, worried about not living up to potential, meeting the same standards as their fellow cadets…)

+ Bonus I’m sorry

#oof #poor kid #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #armin arlert #jean kirschtein #marco bodt #jeanmarco #levi ackerman #erwin smith #hange zoë #zeke jaeger #or if you wanna be funky:#marco bott #jean kirstein #hange zoe #zeke yeager #zeke jeager #tw death

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happybird16 · 9 months

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This is their entire relationship

#aot memes #i thought of this at work lmao #levi ackerman #zeke jeager

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immanime · 5 months

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Shingeki no Kyojin: The Final Season - Kanketsu-hen

#snk #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #aot #levi ackerman #zeke jeager #snk gif #snkgraphic #snkedit

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oxygenbefore1775 · 11 months

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when you have to leave him in the morning

➥featuring: porco, reiner, zeke x fem!reader

➥cw: petnames, suggestive aka hints of sex and groping in porco's, also forgery in zeke's (as if ud expect anything else from him), also zeke's a doctor here

➥summary: after staying the night at his place, you have to leave in the morning yet he's dead-set to get in your way (or not)

➥a/n: aka my beloved tagelied trope (i can't fucking get enough of it)

Porco

tries to get off one last time

A heavy sigh escaped your lips as you noticed his figure appearing in the mirror's reflection, silently entering the bathroom while you were getting ready to leave for work. His eyes found you in a heartbeat as did his arms, snaking their way around your waist and getting dangerously close to the hem of your shirt.

He observed you hastily going through your skincare routine for a few moments before emitting a low grunt, his lips gingerly brushing against the nape of your neck. "C'mon baby you don't need all that shit," his hold on you tightened, turning possessive, "you're already so pretty. Save this time for something else." With the bluntest of insinuations leaping of his tongue, Porco slid his fingers under your shirt and started tracing shapes on the tender skin of your stomach.

Yet, you remained strong in the face of his bold caresses, "It's only thanks to this 'shit' that I've been so 'pretty', Pock." Your breath hitched as his palm slid up to your breast, gently cupping it, but you continued, though with a clear strain to your voice. "And no, the last time I caved, I was late to work and I couldn't exactly tell my boss that my boyfriend wanting to get his dick wet was the one to blame."

"You know that's not what I meant," he pleaded, his brows furrowing in growing desperation. His voice dripped with honeyed sweetness, weaving a seductive melody that lingered in the air. "Oh, please. I can't bear to wait a whole day to have you back at my place. I'll drive you there myself, even if it means getting a ticket. It's just too good, that pussy of yours."

As his words hung in the air, followed by thoughtless pecks to your neck and back of your head, you couldn't help but to feel the allure of his proposition. The thought of succumbing to his enticing offer tugged at your resolve and coiling familiar warmth in your stomach, tempting you to give in to the desires.

Fortunately for Porco, your self-restraint was practically non-existent.

With a gentle nudge you pried yourself out of his grasp to face him and fall back into his arms again. "Ok, but only this last time," you playfully interjected between breathless kisses.

His dark chuckle melted against your lips, the low rumble of amusement sending more heat into your stomach. "You say that everytime."

Reiner

helps you to get ready

With a delicate yet persistent rub to your shoulder Reiner roused you out of the deep sleep, calling out your name in an affectionate manner to make sure you were awake. Blinking your eyes open, you smiled at him in recognition before wandering your still hazy gaze to the clock. The burning white digital numbers jolted you awake as you realized you had overslept.

A drawn-out "shit" flew past your lips along with curses directed at your phone for not setting off the alarm clock, and you scrambled out of bed, your mind racing. Your eyes lay to Reiner. If it wasn't for your phone, then was he the one to wake you up?

Your head void of any other thoughts, you stated bluntly, "I'm running late." With those words you turned to Reiner, a surge of hope and pleading momentarily glimmered in your eyes, desperate for a solution to your predicament. However, as the weight of the situation fully settled in, a new wave of despair crashed over you, overwhelming you with the number of all the tasks that needed to be accomplished in such a short amount of time. That initial glint of hope irrevocably faded, replaced by a deep sense of worry and frustration.

Ever the paragon of composure (at least when it came to your predicaments), Reiner flashed a reassuring smile at you. "Not to worry," he mused, his voice laced with warmth. "I've already taken care of a few things for you." As you stood there, momentarily dumbfounded by his thoughtfulness, he gently nudged you toward the bathroom. "Just go and start off the day while I finish up some other tasks. Alright?"

As it turned out, Reiner took his time in the morning to fix up a breakfast for you and iron your outfit for the day. As you sat at the kitchen counter, gobbling up the prepared meal in haste, Reiner exuded strange serenity unfit for the rush of the mornings that somehow transferred to you too. So much so, that when you were standing in the hallway waiting for the cab (another courtesy of Reiner) you were absolutely calm as if coming in late wasn't a threat anymore.

As you were about to leave, Reiner handed you a container and explained under the unspoken question of your eyes. "Packed some lunch for you." Clarification sounded so simple coming out of his mouth yet it still swelled your chest with affection. A belated surge of tenderness overcame you, and you leaned in to leave a gentle peck on his cheek, before leaving for the cab.

Zeke

pulls all the strings at his disposal to make you stay

The soft rays of the morning light filtered through the curtains as the alarm clock in its infinite persistence urged you to wake up. With a yawn and a stretch, along with some crude laments about such an early awakening, you made a feeble attempt to get up but a clutch of his hands, closed in around you, only grew stronger.

"Zeke," you groaned in protest but nonetheless let him pull you closer into his embrace. "We're not playing this game again."

His response was barely an audible murmur yet still managed to convey an untolerable level of sneer, "Yes, we are."

With that, he peeled one of his eyes open just to register the sheer annoyance painted across your features and fall back into slumber as soon as he saw the desired outcome of his antics. Your struggle seemed to amuse him to no end.

Trying to cover up the boiling irritation, you pleaded with him one last time, "I have to get up. Mind you, we both have work today," you pointed out and followed with a reasonable, at least at first glance, argument. "Doubt that your patients would be all that happy to not see you at your office today."

"Oh, I'm afraid they'll have to deal with that," he rebuked in a state of absolute calm, "The same goes for your boss."

Shifting around in his embrace to find some sort of comfort, you furrowed your brows in confusion. "The fuck you mean?" you asked him bluntly, running out of patience and time to get ready.

His whole body trembled as curt laughter escaped his chest. "Well, it has come to my attention that both of us contracted a rare strain of disease and — oh no — it's extremely contagious and dangerous to the outside world so we must quarantine for the rest of the day." To add defiance to his words and irate you even more, he nestled closer, his beard scratching at your skin. "As you can see, I'm already taking measures. It's you who's the irresponsible one right now."

"You talking forgery," you rebuked meekly yet it didn't seem to get a rise out of him. "Not if you're a real doctor which, luckily, I am."

You still seemed tense when his hot breath seered against your ear, "Relax, we're sleeping in today."

A valid excuse provided, you melted into his touch as you finally caved to his request. "You're very fortunate to have me, you know? Maybe reconsider to start appreciating me some more." The playfulness to his voice quickly faded off into the distance as you fell back asleep.

#aot #attack on titan #snk #shingeki no kyojin #aot warriors #aot headcanons #porco #porco galliard #porco x reader #reiner #reiner braun #reiner x reader #zeke #zeke jeager #zeke yeager #zeke x reader #aot oneshots

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chuuyasballz · 5 months

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Attack On Titan characters as random screenshots in my phone (part 28)

Link to other parts

#aot #attack on titan #snk #shingeki no kyoujin #aot meme #snk meme #jean kirschtien #mikasa ackerman #connie springer #levi ackerman #zeke jeager #eren jeager #eren aot #sasha braus #scout regiment #floch forster #erwin smith #gabi braun

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bruhstories · 6 months

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in heat

summary: zeke works from home. pairing: zeke x fembodied!reader warnings & content: reader is tied up, bdsm dynamics if you squint, vaginal fingering, unprotected p in v (don't be silly wrap your willy), dirty talking, terms of endearment (love, sweetheart, honey) w/c: 1.3k

a/n: just a quickie with zeke, nothing more, nothing less. unedited as per usual

"You need to keep that filthy mouth of yours quiet, yeah?" Zeke picked up his phone and answered the call. "Oh, Mr. Magath, to what do I owe the pleasure?'

He spoke so casually, as if you didn't have your hands tied up behind your back, drooling over the ballgag in your mouth and Zeke's fingers deep in your cunt. After all, it was just a typical work from home day for him.

"The meeting went well. No, Galliard behaved, surprisingly." Zeke shrugged, although his boss couldn't see him. He dragged his thumb lazily up and down your clit, and you closed your eyes, bucking your hips against his hand.

This has been ongoing for the past twenty, twenty-five minutes. You weren’t exactly sure. It felt like more than that. All you wanted was for him to fuck you relentlessly, but Zeke enjoyed taking his time with you. It wasn't for your pleasure, but for his. He needed to see you wriggle and writhe under his touch, to know how much control he had over your body, to hear you beg for his cock.

Your body violently twitched on his desk when he practically ripped a growl from your throat with his skilled fingers. With wide eyes, you watched him frown, eyes fixed on yours.

"Mr. Magath, if you'll excuse me just a minute..." Zeke muted his phone. "What did I tell you? Well?" He asked, knowing full well that you couldn't reply back.

Instead, you tried to squeeze your thighs together in a futile attempt to stop him. He was on the phone with his boss, for fuck's sake. But Zeke paid Magath no mind, using his elbow to keep your legs spread open.

"Sorry, chief. Everything's fine, it's just my dog." He spoke, and you whined when he removed his fingers from your cunt, opting to let your blood boil. "She's been acting strange, lately. Think she might be in heat."

Zeke's words were cruel, but all they did was turn you on more. It was incredible how this man could admire and love you so much, yet he could also degrade you like you were dirt on his shoes. He knew exactly what buttons to push to switch you from respectable and clever to needy and hungry for his cock.

Your blood indeed boiled in your veins, because you were unable to get the much-desired friction that you ached for. Oh, and Zeke loved it. He loved watching your eyes fill to the brim with tears and your hips roll on his desk wanting more. He eventually indulged you, pinching one of your sensitive nipples before dragging his fingers down your abdomen.

"The reports are done, I have emailed them to Mr. Smith already." Zeke nonchalantly chatted with Magath while his index and middle finger brushed up and down your slit.

You were soaked, absolutely dying to feel him inside of you, but you knew he wouldn't give it to you just yet. When his fingers finally pushed past your slick folds, you arched your back and moaned, and Zeke's lips twitched in anger.

"I'm afraid I need to take the dog out, Mr. Magath. I'll let the files upload while I do that." He curled his fingers and you wanted to scream, tell him to hurry up and fuck you, but the damned ballgag stopped you from saying anything. Instead, all that came out of you was a series of guttural growls that echoed in Zeke's study.

"Oh, she's getting impatient. Have a nice day, chief." He hung up and tossed the phone on the sofa next to his desk.

Your eyes were filled with both tears of pleasure, and terror, because you knew how mean Zeke could be when you disobeyed him. He used his free hand to pull the ballgag out of your mouth and untie your arms, and a string of apologies spilled from your lips.

"Are you really that desperate for my cock that you couldn't wait five minutes?" His voice was low and threatening, and you shook your head.

"Sorry, 'm sorry-"

"Sorry isn't gonna help you, love." Zeke picked up the pace, thrusting his fingers deeper into your aching cunt, his other hand unbuckling his belt.

"Please fuck me, please, please!" You cried out, feeling your climax bubbling inside of you.

"Oh, I'll fuck you, alright. But first, you're gonna have to fuck yourself with my fingers. You need to earn my cock, sweetheart." He palmed the bulge in his trousers, a groan escaping his lips when he felt you clench around his fingers.

Shamelessly, you pushed your hips against his hand, trying your best to do as you were told. It would've helped ti have your hands untied so you could prop yourself against them, but nonetheless, you managed to come on his fingers, body shuddering from the ecstasy.

"Atta girl." Zeke removed his fingers from your sloppy cunt, giving your thigh a firm slap. "You did well." He said, unzipping his trousers.

"Wait, I can't-"

"You can, and you will." Zeke pulled his cock out, and your eyes darted to it, instinctively licking your lips when you saw it. "Weren’t you the one so desperate for me to fuck you?"

You said nothing, because he was right, so you spread your legs wider, earning a 'good girl' from him. Zeke dragged his cock up and down your slit, coating it in your slick before pushing it in. Even after so much time, you couldn't get used to the size of it, and you whimpered when he bottomed out.

"Fuck, you're so tight." He growled, eyes rolling back as you took him so well. Wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms around his back, you braced yourself for the feral thrusts, and Zeke delivered. He needed you just as much as you needed him, and he didn't hold back, fucking you with aggression and passion.

"Oh, God! Feels good, so-oh good!" You buried your face in the crook of his neck, taking in his scent. You hated the smell of cigarettes, but whenever you felt it on Zeke, you just couldn't help but be aroused.

"Yeah, you like that, don't you? Filthy little slut." His cock brushed over your cervix, buried so deep inside of you that your abdomen hurt.

It was painfully good, and you wouldn't have it any other way. You loved the dynamic you had, and you loved him. It was the perfect balance of love and hate.

"Zeke!" You cried out, feeling yourself close again. "Shit, I'm gonna cum!"

"Again? Aren't you desperate today?" He mocked you. "How pathetic."

"'m pathetic-" You choked on your words, mumbling incoherent sentences while he fucked you deeper and harder. "Gonna cum!"

"Go on, cum on my cock. Show me how much you love me."

"Love you, I love you, I lo-oh! Oh, fuck!" Your dignity left your body when you trembled in Zeke's arms, limbs quivering and your mind cloudy. You were certain you were going to faint from exhaustion.

Zeke slowly pulled out of you, cock still hard. But he wasn't about to fuck you to death, although he was sure you wanted that.

"Let's clean you up." He said and you shook your head.

"Need to... help you finish." You mumbled in your dazed state, but Zeke didn't listen.

"Honey, you're tired. You've already done so much today." He helped you down from his desk and untied your hands.

"What about you?"

"I've got hands, don't I?" Zeke chuckled, dragging you to the bathroom. "Come, I'll order us some food for dinner."

"Sushi?" You yawned, turning the tap on.

"Sushi." He checked the temperature to make sure you wouldn't faint in the shower.

"You know, if anyone saw how we have sex they'd think you're one of those shitty alpha male influencers." You laughed, getting in the shower.

"It's not my fault I've got a freaky girlfriend." He rolled his eyes. "Oh, speaking of." Zeke stripped and got in the shower with you, because the internet was so bad, he knew those files haven't uploaded yet. "Will you marry me? The ring's in my study, I got carried away-"

"Yes. Fuck yes."

#zeke jeager #zeke yeager #zeke x reader #zeke yeager x reader #zeke yeager smut #zeke jaeger #attack on titan #attack on titan smut #attack on titan fanfiction #attack on titan x reader #fem!reader #fembodied!reader

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liveinsaturn · 26 days

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i cant believe magath actually watched zeke growin up

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dihanabi · 4 months

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Attack on titan collection 2024: AU young Zeke as a baseball player

#Aot #snk #zeke yeager #aot zeke #zeke jeager #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot fanart #attack on titan fanart #Alternative universe #aot alternative universe

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sixpennydame · 9 months

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Make. Believe. ❖ Drabbles

The WIRED Interview

A/N: I wanted to explore some of the interviews and other promotions that Actor!Levi does for the final part of Attack on Titan, but that don't quite fit into the Make. Believe. storyline.

Big shoutout to @fictional-d-supremacy who gave me the idea for the WIRED interview. This is just pure fun between Levi and Zeke. Enjoy!

Make.Believe. Series

“Hi, I’m Zeke Yeager.”

“And I’m Levi Ackerman, and this is the WIRED autocomplete interview.”

WIRED has searched for the internet’s most burning questions about Zeke and Levi, to which they’ll take turns answering. Zeke loves these kinds of things. Levi…

…not so much. But he tolerates it, and always has a good time with Zeke, who seems to be his constant interview companion.

Levi picks up the board with the pre-chosen questions and peels off the first one. “Is Zeke Yeager like his character in Aot?” Levi looks at Zeke. “I mean, I have opinions on this.”

“And your opinions are that of course I am nothing like my character in Attack on Titan. I do not want to commit mass eugenics, for one thing.”

“True..” Levi pauses, “but you are a bit of an asshole.”

“What?!” Zeke shockingly yells out. “I’m the nicest!”

“Yes, you are.” Levi looks at the camera and mouths silently, “he’s not,” then smirks.

Levi pulls off the next question. “Does Zeke Yeager play baseball? He does..”

“Yeah, I do, actually. I played baseball in high school and went to university on a baseball scholarship. But then the acting bug bit and I put my lucrative baseball career behind. Who knew it’d become such a big part of my life again.”

“Ok, next one..” Levi reads, “What is Zeke Yeager’s haircut called?”

“Oh this is the 90’s boy band special haircut right here.” Both men laugh. “It’s all about that middle part, baby.”

“That beard isn’t 90’s boy band though,” Levi teases.

“Well, we can’t all have beautiful baby faces like yours, Levi.” Zeke reaches over and strokes Levi’s cheek. “As smooth as a baby’s butt.”

Levi shoos him away. “Alright, alright, not in front of the cameras.”

“Oh right…that’s for later..” Zeke winks.

Levi rolls his eyes. “This is the last one. Is Zeke Yeager monkey?”

They both look at each other, confused. “Is Zeke Yeager…monkey…” Zeke says slowly. “Is that a complete sentence?”

“Who writes these?” Levi laughs.

“The internet is a strange, strange place.” Zeke straightens up in his seat and looks straight into the camera. “No, dear internets, I am not ‘monkey’. I am just a man - a simple, good-looking, talented man,” he says with conviction.

Zeke lifts up the board beside him and pulls off the tape on the first question. “Your turn, buddy: Is Levi Ackerman short?”

“Define ‘short’.” Levi laughs. “I mean, yes, by most standards, I suppose I am. It used to bother me when I was younger but now…well, it doesn’t matter to me.”

“But don’t tease him about his height,” Zeke cuts in, “because he will punch you in the arm.”

“No, I just do that to you,” Levi retorts.

“Awww, I’m special..” Zeke pulls the next tape. “Does Levi Ackerman hate Zeke Yeager?” Zeke looks at Levi with puppy eyes, but Levi stays silent. “Well?”

“Define ‘hate’.” Zeke makes a motion as if he’s stabbing his own heart. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding. No, I don’t hate Zeke. Our characters loathe each other, yes, but off-camera, we’re actually good friends.”

“Dare I say…best friends?” Zeke puts a hand on Levi’s knee.

“Good friends,” Levi says as he raises an eyebrow.

“…that are practically best friends.” Before Levi can respond, Zeke reads the next question. “Is Levi Ackerman dating Hange Zoe? Oooooh…”

“I get this one a lot. No, Hange and I aren’t dating, but we do hang out a lot together, when we have time. They were one of my first friends I made on set and will always have a special place in my heart.”

“Just like I have a special place in your heart,” Zeke smiles before tearing off the tape on the board. “Did Levi Ackerman date Erwin Smith?”

Levi smirks. “As if I would be so honored.”

A pause. “That’s all you’re gonna say about that? You’re such a tease, Levi,” Zeke replies. “Last one here..” Zeke tears off the tape slowly, “Is Levi Ackerman single? Apparently, everyone is obsessed with your love life, Levi. Actually, he-“

“I am, at the moment, yes,” Levi breaks in. Zeke stares at him, but quickly hides the surprise on his face. “Well, you heard it here first, ladies and gentlemen. The man is single.” Zeke smirks at the camera, “As am I.” He winks.

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The filming ends and the bright lights dim as Levi and Zeke get up from their chairs. “Hey nice job, man. That was fun,” Zeke exclaims as he grabs his jacket from an assistant. “But that last question..”

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” Levi quickly blurts out. There’s an awkward moment of silence between the two men, then, “I mean, it wouldn’t have worked out, right? We both have so much going on right now and for all I know she’s already in Iceland and has completely forgotten about me.”

“Sounds like you haven’t forgotten about her, though. That’s your problem right there.” Zeke puts his arm around Levi’s shoulder. “I’m going out with a very lovely makeup artist tonight for some drinks and she has a very lovely friend. You should come with us.”

He should go; it would do him good to relax a bit with a friend and have a few drinks. But to meet another girl - to flirt and make small talk and feign interest..

..he’s not ready for that.

“Nah, I think I’ll pass this time. I just want to take it easy tonight.”

“Your loss. But I guess I’ll do my best to entertain two pretty ladies on my own.”

“I’m sure you’ll manage somehow.” Levi laughs. “See you at the Vanity Fair shoot?”

“Another chance to hang out with the world’s hottest shortie? I’m counting down the days!” Levi punches him hard in the arm. “Ow!”

#let me know if you have any other ideas for drabbles!#these are so fun!#sixpennydame make.believe.#sixpennydame drabbles #actor!levi #aot actor au fan fiction #aot actor au #aot drabbles #aot fanfiction #snk fanfiction #snk levi ackerman #levi ackerman #levi ackerman drabbles #zeke yeager #actor!zeke yeager #zeke jeager

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weetlebeetle · 1 year

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