lance corporal levi


So, I saw the picture on the left with a caption like “When Levi tries to smile”. Then I edited it into the picture on the right… Am I evil yet @zeke-i-am


Request from anon: Eren having a crush on Reader (she’s older) and Levi reacting to it :) ———————–—————–

“Jaeger! Quit staring at (Y/N) and get over here so we can spar!”

You whipped your head around at the mention of your name and saw Jean laughing wildly as Mikasa glared openly at him. Glancing to the left, you could see Eren, who’s cheeks were flushed a deep shade of ruby.

“Kirstein! Where are those laps you owe me from yesterday? You had better get running, unless you want another ten to do!”

His laughter stopped abruptly as he locked eyes with you, hopping off the fence he was sitting on and breaking directly into a sprint.

“Hmm. Seems you have learned a thing or two from me.”

The smirk on Levi’s face was evident in his tone as he stepped beside you.

“I guess you’ve rubbed off on me a little.”

You smiled over your shoulder at him, crossing your arms as you watched the rest of the squad fall in line while you and Levi approached.

“All right, brats. I’m not going to–Oi! Connie! What are you blithering on about, brat?”

Levi’s eyes narrowed in the startled boy’s direction, waiting for a response as he folded his arms tightly across his chest.

“He was just mentioning how Jean is suffering for blabbing in front of Squad Leader (Y/N) that Eren has a crush on her.”

Sasha took a generous bite of the potato she was snacking on, chewing happily and completely oblivious to Levi’s astonished expression.


Levi shook his head quickly, before pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.

“What the hell is with you pathetic, good-for-nothing-brats?! All of you, fifteen laps, now! Oi, Kirstein, that’s another fifteen for you!”

Biting your lip, you struggled not to laugh as you looked down, listening to all of them shuffle as they took off running.

“Are you..jealous?”

With everyone else out of earshot, you let out the giggle you were restraining, earning you a dramatic roll-of-the-eyes from Levi.

“Hey, I’m just asking. I mean, if you feel threatened by a fifteen year old boy, let me know.”

Levi sighed as you continued to laugh, then he glared over at the running figures.

“Jaeger! Quit slacking off! That’s another five laps, brat!”

You turned away, covering your mouth as you tried to calm your laughter. Levi shot a sideways glance in your direction, but you could tell he was forcing back a smile.

“Come on, Captain. It’s a little funny.”

You took a step towards him, wrapping your arm around his waist as you stood directly beside him.

“Only thing that’s funny is that brat thinking he would ever even remotely have a chance with you.”

You cracked up again and looked over to see his stoic expression had broken into an amused smile.

“You’re the only one for me. Besides, I’m not into younger men.”

“Oi, watch your tongue or I’ll have you out running laps next, brat.”

Levi smirked playfully as he pulled you in closer to him, kissing you gently.

My heart drops every time I watch the scene where Levi finds Isabel and Farlan.
Not-So-Silent Night

Request from anon: Levi and his female s/o sleeping together, cuddling tightly and comfy until levi hears her snoring in a cute soft way but he thinks it’s really cute and he teases her about it the next morning.


“Ah.” Levi sighed quietly as he snuggled up behind you. After a long night of pointless paperwork, he was more than ready to cuddle up beside you and drift off to sleep.

However, as he placed his arm over your waist and molded his frame around you, he heard a faint noise.

“Hmm? You say something, babe?” Awaiting your response, he listened carefully as you inhaled, snoring quietly as you did so.

A smile crept on to his lips as he chuckled softly to himself, shaking his head before placing his lips to your temple gently. Closing his eyes, he couldn’t help but listen to the quiet sound of your snoring as he quickly drifted off to sleep.

“Mm, I’m still so tired.” You threw you arms up over you head as you sat up, yawning loudly.

“Tch, you’re tired? At least I didn’t keep you up with my snoring, brat.” His lips turned up in a smirk as he leaned over tom place a chaste kiss on your lips.

“What?” Mortified, you hoped desperately that you had heard him wrong.

“You heard me. You snore. It’s over. I know now and I don’t know if I can get past it. This might be it for us.”

You smacked his chest playfully as his lips cracked into a smile.

“You’re not funny.” A pout upon your lips, you stood up and began to walk away, but his strong hands were around your waist before you could step away and you were quickly pulled back into his lap.

“I’m only kidding. I think it’s sort of cute.” He pressed his lips to your cheek as he held you tight in his arms and you folded your arms over his in response.

“You’re a jerk.” Smiling now, you leaned your head back to rest it in the crook of his neck as he smoothed your hair.

“And you snore. I guess we’re even.” With a playful wink, he lifted your chin and pressed his lips to yours once more.

I'll Take Care of You

Request from anon: Yaaay! You’re back! And I hope you’re feeling better :) How would Levi react to his S/O telling them they’re pregnant? And what if their s/o reveals that they are unsure whether to have the baby or not?

A/N: Sorry this one took so long! I kept skimming past the request on accident and forgot to finish it, but here it is! Hope you enjoy :)


Panic. That was it. That was your world now. For days, it had been just a never-ending nightmare. The anxiety, the fear; it was tangible.

How could you bring him into this?

How could you not?

Pacing back and forth in your room, you combed your hair with your fingers nervously, hoping to calm yourself enough to think straight.

This is what you always wanted, isn’t it? Down the road at least, but perhaps not now.

And Levi..

You couldn’t even bear the thought. You had been with him for so long, but he was still so enigmatic in some ways. Who knows how he would react to this.

You pressed your hand to you stomach, taking a seat on your bed and you stared at the mirror in front of you. Your mind began to drift to the thought of what you would look like in just a few months time, when a sound at the door stirred you from your stupor.

“(Y/N)? Are you in here?” Levi knocked once quietly before letting himself in. “Where have you been? I’ve been looking all ove–hey. What’s wrong?”

The world seemed to pause as Levi flew to your side, taking your hand as he sat beside you, concern etched onto his face.

“Nothing. I’m fine. Just a bit under the weather, but nothing terrible. What is it you needed me for?”

“Nevermind that. You don’t look well. Tell me. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I told you, I’m fine.”

Retracting your hand, you stood up and leaned against the wall. Panic was still sending shock waves through your body. You chewed furiously on the inside of your lip, trying to hold together your fragile composure.


Levi sprung from his seat on the bed, pinning you to the wall with those piercing eyes of his.

“What is it? Don’t you try to lie to me.”

Folding your arms around yourself, your eyes fell to the floor as you shifted your weight from one foot to another. You were the picture of uneasiness as you mentally scrambled for the right words to say.

Levi grimaced as a quiet growl left his lips. As intelligent as he was, he could only read you about as well as you could him. His frustration was almost palpable, until he closed his eyes, punching the bridge of his nose as he let out a long sigh.

“I’m sorry I–I’m just concerned about you. Please, tell me what’s the matter, so that I can fix it. I don’t enjoy standing here helplessly.”

Soft, grey eyes met yours as you lifted your eyes. It was now or never. You couldn’t worry him any longer.

“You can’t fix this, Levi.”

Shaking your head sadly, you placed your hands over your stomach.

“I didn’t know how to tell you..”

Nearly flinching as you did, you found the resolve to observe his expression.

Eyes wide and mouth swinging hopelessly ajar, he looked about as shocked as you had expected. His jaw moved as if to form words, but they failed him.

His gaze fixated on your belly as you shrunk away from him, retreating back to the comfort of your bed.

“Maybe I can fix this though. Get it..taken care of, I suppose. This isn’t exactly the lifestyle for a new mother anyway. Perhaps that would be best.”

Your voice was small, but thoughtful. You hadn’t really considered that option, until now, but saying it aloud made it sound rather logical.

“What? No.”

Levi spat out his objection without hesitation. You raised your head with a start, staring at him as if he were someone you had never met before.


“You can’t. I mean–you can. That’s not the point. Is that really what you want? Because that isn’t what I would choose. (Y/N), if what you’re telling me is true; that our child is growing inside your womb, then I don’t want that. I want you. All of you. This part of you included. This part of us.”

Taking a seat beside you, he pressed his hands to your stomach with careful delicacy as his eyes bore into yours.

“Levi..a-are you–”

“Yes, I’m certain. I promised I would take care of you, no matter what happens. So this happened. I’ll take care of you. And this little brat too, I suppose.”

His lips turned up in an amused smile, which finally broke the tension hanging thick in the air as a soft giggle left your lips.

“Thank you, Levi.”

Leaning forward, you pressed your forehead against his and covered his hands with your own, gazing down at your stomach.

Levi smiled softly as he watched your face, pulling away to tilt his head up and place a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“Don’t thank me for loving you. Either of you. That’s something I will always do gladly.”


Request from anon: Could you please do one where Levi’s S/O is a civilian? How and how often would he see them? Thank you so much!

A/N: This is going to be a series as well, so prepare for some fluffy angst and angsty fluff! ;)

“Hey! Get back here, you punk!”

You whipped your head around as you searched for the bellowing voice you had just heard, ducking into the small alley beside your family’s shop. Standing behind a stack of boxes, you peered out to see a boy, about your age, sprinting while clutching a loaf of bread to his chest.

“Hey! Over here!”

Without thinking, you called out to him quietly enough for just his ears to hear, waving him over frantically. He glanced over and looked back over his shoulder as he rushed to hide behind the boxes alongside you.

The two of you watched in silence as the man who was chasing him continued running down the street with a bewildered expression on his face. In that moment, you took the opportunity to study his appearance. He was obviously poor, even by Underground standards. His clothes were tattered and he was thin, but he did seem rather clean. Shaggy black hair hung in his face, but was kept short and clean-cut on the sides and at the nape of his neck. His eyes were perhaps his most string feature. They could be compared to a cloudy day on the surface; steely grey irises that were as dark as they were mesmerizing.

“Why did you help me?”

His blunt inquisition startled you and you cast your eyes down as you rubbed the back of your neck.

“I don’t know. You don’t look like a typical criminal. You just look hungry. I could only assume that you stole that loaf of bread, because you were starving.”

He stood still for a moment, looking you over as if sizing you up, or making his mind up about you. You couldn’t quite tell which.

“You gathered all that from the two seconds you saw me running?”

His voice was flat and his expression stoic. His personality, so far, amounted to little more than that of a rock’s, but he was still intriguing to you somehow.

“My family owns this bakery.”

You gestured to the building beside the two of you, smiling politely.

“I’ve seen my fair share of bread thieves. My family tries to feed the hungry, so we don’t get many thieves nowadays. If you like, I could give you what we have left from today.”

“You would do that?”

Skepticism was apparent in his tone as he looked between you and the building, scrutinizing the details the pair of you bore.

“Of course. No one should have to steal in order not to starve. Please, come in. My parents left me to lock up.”

Heading inside, you waited for him to enter as closed the door behind him, watching as his ogled the shelf of pastries and bread before him.

“Let me get you a basket.”

Disappearing behind the counter for a moment, you stopped down until you found a small, wicker basket and you rose as you set it down on the counter.

“Here you are. Take whatever you like.”

“You’re sure?”

His expression was still weary as he looked over at you with those piercing eyes.

“I’m certain. Please, help yourself. I’m sure you could use a good meal.”

“Thank you. I appreciate this.”

“Don’t mention it.”

You began sweeping, leaving him to it as he loaded up the basket.

“What’s your name?”

“Hmm? Oh, it’s (Y/N). What’s yours?”

Smiling politely, you continued sweeping as you moved closer to him.

“Levi. So, you work here with your parents?”

“Yep. I have since I was about ten.”

“And how old are you now?”

His brow arched in curiosity as his eyes scanned your frame once more.

“Sixteen. And yourself?”

Continuing to smile, you tried not to blush as you glanced down at the floor.


“Oh, have you ever been to the surface?”

Your curiosity got the best of you. The surface was such a foreign place to you, almost like a different world, but you had never had the chance to experience it. Firstly, the toll to gain access to the surface was expensive and second, you weren’t permitted to leave without your parents at your age.

“No. I assume you haven’t either.”

His question was uttered as more of a statement; one that was unfortunately true.

“No, my parents would never allow it. Even if I had the money. They say it would be too disappointing to see it, knowing we would have to return home.”

“Huh. Is that so?”

He shook his head as he scoffed, setting his now full basket on the countertop.


“Well, I can’t say they’re wrong. I hear the surface is far better than this shithole. But if you want to go, go. Don’t look back. First chance I get, I’ll be long gone.”

“Really? You would leave?”

“Of course. Wouldn’t you? Why would you want to stay here? To rot in the darkness? To live and die in some shitty cave?”

Crossing his arms over his chest, he leaned back against the counter, locking eyes with you.

“Well, I suppose. It’s a nice dream, it is. I hope it comes true for you, but I think I’ve resigned myself to the idea that it’s my fate to live and die here, like everyone else.”

Dropping your eyes to the floor once more, you began sweeping up the smile pile you had gathered.


You lifted your head with a start at his voice, staring at him in confusion.

“I’m sorry?”

“I said bullshit. You aren’t like everyone else. I’m not the brightest guy around, but I can tell that much. You were kind enough to feed scum like me and down here, that’s saying something. If anyone deserves to see what’s up there, I would say it’s you.”

Crimson rushed to your cheeks as you desperately told yourself to look anywhere but at Levi, but you couldn’t.

“Tell you what, when I get out of here, I’ll come back and get you out too. Okay?”


You couldn’t believe your ears. You had just met this man ten minutes ago and now he was promising to get you out of this place?

“You heard me. I’ll get you out of here. No one down here has ever shown me the kindness that you have tonight and I don’t like to leave debts unpaid. Don’t you want out?”

“Well, y-yes. Yes. Thank you. I hope you get out. I really hope you do.”

A soft smile danced across your lips as you tried not to flush deep red again, keeping your eyes locked with Levi’s as he grinned reluctantly.

“I will. We will. That’s a promise.”