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random Levi headcanon: he unconciously moves his fingers as if he uses his ODM gear even though he doesn’t as a way to fiddle
First character to come to mind for this trend
♡ Restless Nights ♡ (Levi x Reader)
No one asked for this but I changed some things around to make it a (Y/N) instead of an OC of mine, I like writing for him, it's easier to input (Y/N) in there since the terms were gender neutral for my OC to begin with. It's….endearing but I wouldn't call it fluffy, I might write more of it and make little stories that follow a timeline if that's what anyone is interested in reading.
Word count: 1.2k
The soft sounds of Cadets snoring could be heard throughout the halls; rest seemed so easy for them, trapped within the confinements of the walls where safety is secured within the capital of Trost, it would be a lie if I said all of them were asleep, the real restless people tend to be the squad leaders, and (Y/N) seemed to be no different, tossing and turning in their sheets as they were unable to find a position best suited for their comfort, but it seemed hopeless, it was well past midnight at this point before they decided to get up from their bed, a sigh leaving past their lips as their feet touched the cold wooden floor. Their face contorted to one of discomfort at the cold chill the room seemed to have.
They stood and stretched out their limbs hearing the popping sound release some of the stiffness within their joints as they grunted out a noise before they stopped digging around in their dresser for something more comfortable to wear, it was winter time yet no snow fell onto the ground, it was just so….fucking cold. Once they found more suitable clothing to leave their quarters in the barracks they changed into them before slipping on their boots and leaving their room, the halls were illuminated with the candle lights, a deep frown was etched onto their face as the soft pitter-pattering of their boots hitting the wooden floors was all that seemed to be present, the guards….well they were in their stationed but snoring away causing them to roll their eyes, but they didn’t do anything about it.
They continued to walk down the halls, with no destination in mind, they didn’t expect anyone to be awake this late into the night, oh how mistaken they were. As they reached the end of the hall where a balcony was overhead they noticed a particularly short captain, he wasn’t in his uniform but he did seem to be stuck in thought, his lips pursed into a thin line, but they were unable to see his face with his back turned towards them. Biting the inside of their lip, they sighed before stepping towards the balcony where Captain Levi was seated, he seemed to like looking up at the moon and stars from her understanding, from their observations that is. They noticed when she had to work late that he was here almost every single time.
They never approached him during those times however….far too introverted for their good, he intimidated them, and his harshness towards the younger soldiers, although they noticed how his attitude wasn’t as bad when they had their very brief interactions, they noticed that he would stare a little longer than was needed when they were speaking to someone, they just never broached the topic, not being sociable themselves they found the situation nerve-racking. So when they approached him they leaned against the edge of the stone balcony, although regretted their decision quickly with how cold it felt under their fingertips. (Y/N) and Levi sat in comfortable silence for a moment before his eyes that stared up at the sky looked over towards them before he raised a brow.
“The hell are you doing up so late?” He asked, his voice holding its normal edge to it, although his comment was lighthearted in nature, their eyes drifted to him. “Couldn’t sleep…” they said softly, sleep was hard for them after all, night terrors often waking them up at night if they were in a deep enough sleep. “I see…” he hummed before glancing back up at the stars and the moon that was now suddenly covered by the clouds in the sky before frowning again before he turned his attention back to (Y/N) who looked over at him. “Tch, well you should go back to bed, we have an explanation in the morning.” He said, his signature scowl on his face, (Y/N) chuckled at this. “Well, I could say the same for you Captain.” They mused softly causing him to huff.
“Don’t worry about me, I'll be fine. And don’t call me Captain, it’s annoying. I never refer to you as ‘Captain (Y/N)’ , the title is fucking ridiculous.” He waved them off, their heart seemed to skip a beat at his harsh words, he seemed so detached, that it caused them to smile. “Alright, then Levi….I couldn’t help but notice how often you’re up here is all, I likely won’t be able to sleep for the rest of the night.” Levi scoffed, his attention shifted away from them as he stepped away from the balcony brick. “When was the last time you slept?” His voice got low as he shifted closer to them his fingers barely brushed under their eyelids as the dark circles were prominent but nothing extreme. “Yesterday…?” Their tone came off as more of a question, Levi was quick to retract his hand away from them, a look of disbelief written on his face. “That explains why you look like shit. Can’t even remember the last time you slept.” His tone was low, almost a whisper as he spoke before he ran a hand through his hair.
“I don’t understand why you care so much about my sleep…” they said as they felt blood rush to their face as they looked away, a light pink tint dusted their cheeks as they looked away from him trying to calm down their racing heart. He didn’t respond for a moment until they looked back at him, he seemed to be lost in his thoughts again. “It’s my job to care idiot, otherwise you might slip up and a Titan might eat your entire team. Don’t screw it up.” He definitely didn’t need to care for their well-being, he could care less about everyone else it seemed, although they knew he cared and hid his feelings from everyone to make it look like he was a hard ass. “Why the fuck are you smiling it’s creeping me out.” He spoke before his hands reached up and squished their cheeks together to get them to stop that nonsense. “Stop that.”
Levi chastised softly before his thumb gently brushed up against the warm plumpness of their lower lip. It was smooth against his coarse fingertips After a few moments he let go of them, and realizing the gravity of his actions he quickly deflected it. Sucking in a deep breath of air he muttered something quietly to himself. “Whatever, get lost, go back to bed, I’m sure Hange will be around to wake you up whenever they get up in the morning.” So he did pay attention….(Y/N) was normally around Hange, but it wasn’t as noticeable to most. “Huh…how the bell do you know that-“ Levi was quick to cut them off with a wave of his hand dismissively. “It doesn’t matter brat. Okay, goodbye, goodnight.” He urged her to go back to their dorms. “Okay…goodnight Levi.” They bid their goodbyes to the man who held his face in his hands, he normally never ever slips up like he did just now.
Maybe he was just tired…yeah that’s it. That’s all it is, he’s just tired. As they parted ways, (Y/N) couldn’t help but smile a little, they made their way back to their dorm removing their boots, and climbed back into bed finally finding a spot that was comfortable enough for them to doze off in. The pleasant thoughts on what the future had in store for the scouts and the possibility of getting closer to Levi, although it was a slim chance he would even entertain the idea. But anyone can dream.
Realized today that apparently if a character wears green and their name is four letters that starts with an L, I just fuckin love them. Levi, Loki, Link. I don’t know if there are any more and at this point I’m afraid to find out.
Levi: *under his breath* I want to climb you like a tree
Y/n: *pretending they didn't hear* Huh?
Levi: *covers his red cheeks with his hands* I would kill you for free!
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Goddamn titans. LET LEVI ENJOY ONE FUCKING CUP OF COFFEE, FOR HEICHOU'S SAKE!!!
When you, already in your pj's come to get Levi to go to bed he was sitting at his desk just putting things away because he was expecting you (but you don't have to know that) you stand in front of him and ask him if he's ready for bed and he doesn't respond with words, all he does is put his hand up expectantly for you to help him up and lead him to his room to help him get ready, he had taken a shower a few hours earlier and just pulled on some lounge wear which he takes off while you pick him some pajamas from his closet, he gets undressed and you get him dressed it's become a routine with you two, so now that you're both comfy you climb into the bed it's not just his anymore he climbs in right behind you it takes a few minutes for you both to find a comfortable position but he needs you to caress his head or rub his back to fall asleep so after he's out like a baby you fall into sleep along with him,
A/n this took me like 20 minutes right before I was about to go to sleep, good night 😴
That's all folks.
Long haired! Levi is all I think about some days *sighs*
levi-heichou wip,, i wanna give this man a hug
‘my darling...’
portrait of two gentlemen who are very much in love— no, bewitched with each other⚔️
i can’t say which specific era they’re in but im guessing late 1890’s??? serving time-less eruri au, my coloring style’s a bit off... i’m trying to experiment and see what best works for the narrative that im trying to show. im not as satisfied with it but this was fun nonetheless (excuse my rushed calligraphy)
A Conversation about the Sky (EreMika Fanfic)
Summary: Mikasa doesn't even notice the tightening of her fingers around his arm, or that her breathing is uneven, or that her legs and arms and her whole body is frozen and she should probably calm her heart down, but the only thing on her mind is he is here, a mantra that keeps on repeating in her head. He's here. He's here. He's here. He's really here. A smile lights up upon his face and it makes her cry even more. "Mikasa." He tries to say it with ease but his voice cracks in the middle as though he hasn't said her name for years.
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Warning: Spoilers, Angst, Emotional hurt/comfort, Canonical Character death, References to Depression, Fluff, Mutual Pining, Kissing, Making out.
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The back of a head is the first thing Mikasa sees after she opens her eyes and it takes her a moment before she can register that it is an unruly mess of brown hair on the head. It is too familiar, the shape of the head, the thin strands of the hair and how many times she has searched for this specific hair color in a sea of other colors. And she can just about imagine how it would look tied into a little ponytail as though it was a sixth sense in and of itself.
"Eren?"
She shouldn't say his name, because the figure in front of her could be anyone, but she does anyway.
The figure doesn't move an inch.
"Eren?"
His name rolling off of her tongue has always been a naturality on its own right but right now, it feels strange. As if she should have been calling his name all this time.
But didn't I?
Her arm lifts itself up, or maybe it is of her own accord, she doesn't know anything anymore, other than the fact that there is a sudden desire to touch this figure in front of her. To just have a feel of that hair, or cling onto those tattered-looking clothes, or even just a touch of the nape of his neck.
The figure is startled the moment her fingers come into contact with a little piece of his cloth, shoulders jerking up, and his body tenses up.
"Eren?" Mikasa's voice comes out as a whisper, but he nonetheless hears it. The way his ears perk up at the mention of his name remains the same, and she thinks it is as though he might get a command from someone any time now.
Please …
What? Please, what?
I don't know but please …
"Eren?" Her grip is on his arm now, too greedy for her own good but she must satisfy her hunger. She couldn't help it anymore, she has to see his face, so she twists him around and tries to locate those green as grass eyes of his until she realizes that she doesn't have to search. The pair of eyes are staring right down at her.
Mikasa is unable to open her mouth anymore so she leaves it be, her hands coming up to cover them and she can feel the slight tremble of her lips. Her thumb collects a tear that runs off on its own as a noise that sounds like a cry arose from somewhere. It isn't until later that she realizes it came from her own throat.
Those boyish facials she has spent her whole life looking after, taking care of the many scars and bruises it received due to his reckless habit of jumping face first into fights whether it concerned him or not, and the hair she remembers she based her own out of because it was the closest and only thing she could imagine that could guide the scissor in her hand, the mouth that cried out her name and it was the most beautiful sound she'd ever heard.
Eren is here in flesh.
Mikasa doesn't even notice the tightening of her fingers around his arm, or that her breathing is uneven, or that her legs and arms and her whole body is frozen and she should probably calm her heart down, but the only thing on her mind is he is here, a mantra that keeps on repeating in her head.
He's here.
He's here.
He's here.
He's really here.
A smile lights up upon his face and it makes her cry even more. "Mikasa." He tries to say it with ease but his voice cracks in the middle as though he hasn't said her name for years.
Mikasa is vaguely aware of her next movement: the wetness of her hands and cheeks is the first thing she notices but then she finds herself planting her hands all over his face, fingers crawling every nook and cranny, behind the ears, his scalp, under his jaw, half because she wants to make sure this isn't a cursed dream and half because there might be injuries hidden somewhere and she wants to be the one to treat it.
(To read more, go here.)
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