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Series Summary: From the moment you move in, Jack knows you will be trouble. He just didn't expect to get sucked into your chaotic life and become a main character in it, by sheer bad luck. Once involved, however, he isn't so sure he wants to escape all that much anymore.
Tags/Warnings: neighbor!reader, f!reader, reader uses she/her pronouns, age gap (reader doesnβt have a specific age, but the age gap will be thematized at some point), no use of Y/N, no use of any specific physical descriptions for reader, reader has the worst luck ever, reader needs therapy, reader is a people pleaser, awkward!reader, slow burn, more specific tags/warnings can be found in each chapter
English is not my first language, so please excuse any grammar mistakes or typos.
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Chapters
01 - The one where Jack causes you to break your mirror.
02 - The one where Jack can't fall asleep because of you.
03 - The one where you get drunk and Jack takes care of you.
04 - The one where you think you slept with Jack.
05 - The one where Jack yells at you.
06 - The one where Jack clears things up and makes amends.
07 - The one where Jack worries when you don't show up anymore.
08 - The one where Jack offers to help you.
09 - The one where you tease Jack about his age.
10 - The one where you babysit and cosplay a chicken.
11 - The one where you get injured and Jack gets jealous.
12 - The one where Jack comes to your rescue when called.
13- The one where Jack grieves and takes out his pain on you.
14 - The one where Jack wants to reconcile, but you don't let him.
15 - The one where Jack can't reach you and snaps at your neighbor.
16 - The one where you let Jack finally apologize to you.
17 - The one where Jack subtly offers to be your sugar daddy.
18 - The one where you run into Jack while he is on a date.
19 - The one where you end up in the ER after a robbery.
20 - The one where Jack finally makes a (tiny) move.
21 - The one where you and Jack get in an accident and Robby thinks he knows best.
22 - The one where Jack sleeps over and you help each other overcome some insecurities.
Media
Reader Camera Roll Chapter 01-09
Reader Camera Roll Chapter 10-11
Reader Camera Roll Chapter 12-17
Reader Camera Roll Chapter 18-20
Blurbs
A/N: I don't really plan on this series having a definite ending point, because I don't really see it as a full story and more like a collection of snippets out of Jack's and reader's life and them growing together. Starting with their first meeting, ending someday when I have run out of ideas.
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βΒ Summary: Baseball Captain Levi Ackerman finds your blog dedicated almost entirely to him and reacts in the most Levi way possible: by getting jealous when you photograph other players instead.
βΒ Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Gender-Neutral Reader
βΒ Genre/Tags: Pre-Relationship Romance, Modern AU, Sports AU, Baseball AU, Team Captain!Levi, Photographer!Reader, Fluff
βΒ Content Warnings: None
βΒ Word Count: 1.4k
β Requested by @nerdskillz | Drabble game #1
#6 βWere you ever going to tell me?β
#16 βYouβre not as bad as everyone says you are.β
#22 βIf I didn't know any better, I'd say you were jealous.β
β AO3 Link
β a/n: thank you to my beta reader @slaytherinthoughts <3
Levi Ackerman hates having his picture taken.
At least, thatβs what youβve come to realize. He has a unique talent of always knowing when a camera has found him, because every time your lens focuses on him from your place near the first-base line, his eyes seem to cut through all of the fans and uniforms and advertisements, past the fence and flashing lights, until they land directly on you. Then he scowls.Β
You lower the camera the first time it happens. Then Levi turns away, rolling his shoulder as he talks to Jean Kirstein, subsequently making Connie Springer burst into laughter.Β
You lift your camera again.Β
Click.
Levi standing at shortstop with his cap pulled low, his face blank beneath the shadow of the brim.
Click.
Levi tugging his glove tighter around his wrist, his mouth pressed into an irritated line while Eren Jaeger talks at him.
Click.
Levi catching a friendly throw from Marco Bolt during break without even looking like heβs trying, the ball smacking into his hand.Β
Itβs just professional interest. Heβs the team captain, after all. Heβs got a face that cameras love and a presence that turns even his unbridled boredom into a picture worth framing. Besides, your blog covers the whole team. You photograph everyone.
Mostly.
By the end of the night, the Scouts win by two runs. Jean is yelling, Connie is trying to climb onto Reiner Braunβs back, Armin Arlert looks like heβs about to collapse, and Levi walks off the field with dirt on his uniform and absolutely no joy on his face. Youβre used to it, at this point, having photographed their games for the past few months.
Youβre in the middle of reviewing your shots when you hear a voice directed at you.
βYou always point that thing at people like youβre planning on blackmailing them??
You look up so fast the camera strap catches against your neck. Levi stands on the other side of the low barrier, cap in one hand, his hair slightly damp with sweat. His uniform is still dusty from the game. Up close, heβs shorter than you thought, but that doesnβt stop the sheer force he holds.Β
βOnly the suspicious ones,β you say.
He lifts an eyebrow. Great. Fantastic first impression. But Levi only looks at the camera, then back at you. βPress?β
βIndependent. I run a few sports photography blogs.β
βA few.β
βYou know, teams, highlights, game recaps. That sort of thing.β
βHm.β He narrows his eyes slightly, assessing you. βName?β
You blink and point at yourself. βMine?β
βNo, the cameraβs.β
You laugh. You canβt help it. It surprises both of you. You can tell because his expression shifts by an almost microscopic degree, but since itβs coming from Levi Ackermanβa man who didnβt even blink when a group of men streaked across the field naked onceβit sets off fireworks inside you. You give him your name. He repeats it once, then nods toward your camera.
βTry not to make me look stupid,β he says.
βI donβt think thatβs possible,β you tease.Β
His mouth twitches, just barely.
The next game, youβre sitting near the dugout during warmups, adjusting your lens when Levi suddenly appears in front of you, his shadow falling over you.
βWere you ever going to tell me?β
Your finger slips against the focus ring. βTell you what?β
The smug look on his face already tells you exactly what heβs about to say. Before you can even open your mouth, he recites, ββCaptain Ackerman has a rare ability to look annoyed even in victory. A difficult subject, but a rewarding one.ββ
Your face flushes with heat so fast you almost tip over. βYou found the blog.β
βYou gave me your name.β
βI didnβt think youβd look me up.β
βThat was stupid of you.β
You press the back of your hand against your mouth, torn between horror and laughter. βIn my defense, most people donβt immediately investigate photographers after one conversation.β
βMost people donβt have an entire page dedicated to my batting stance.β
βItβs a good series.β
βThere are almost twelve photos from just one game.β
βThe lighting changed.β
βSure it did.β
You glance toward the field, where Eren is shouting something at Reiner. No oneβthe team, the staff, the fans around youβseems to notice that youβre currently being confronted by the subject of your most popular blog, which is good, because you might actually evaporate if some crazed Levi fangirl comes and breaks your camera for daring to talk to him.
Levi leans one arm against the barrier. βSo?β
βSo what?β
βAm I your favorite?β
You make a small slightly shocked noise. His face is perfectly blank, but his eyes tell all. Teasing, maybe. Testing, definitely. You scoff and lift your camera, mostly so you have something to hide behind.
βYouβre not as bad as everyone says you are.β
βThat doesnβt answer the question.β
βIt answers several questions.β
βNot mine.β
You focus on him through the lens. Itβs easier to be around him that way, with a little distance, with his face inside a frame where you can ignore the fact that you absolutely have a crush on this man.
βYouβre interesting,β you say.
Leviβs gaze flickers to the camera. βThat another word for difficult?β
βSometimes.β
This time, the almost-smile is clearer. You take the shot before he can stop you.
.
After that, Levi becomes a problemβin a good way.
He knows where you stand during games. He knows when your camera follows him after a clean catch or a stolen base or one of those impossible throws that makes the entire crowd erupt into cheers. He knows when you catch him in the dugout with his arms crossed, staring at the field after a particularly difficult inning.
And because he knows, since youβre incredibly embarrassed by the fact that he knows your blog now, you photograph everyone except him.
Marco laughing with Armin during warmups. Reiner cracking his knuckles before stepping up to bat. Bertolt looking terrified until the exact moment the pitch comes, when his whole body seems to just suddenly remember what to do. Floch, surprisingly, looking particularly handsome as he slides into second base.Β
You still take a few of Levi. A few. Not many. Barely any really. When you post the gallery that night, you title it and close your laptop, pretending to not wonder what Levi will say about it tomorrow.
.
The next afternoon, Levi finds you before the game even starts.
βAre you trying to make a point?β
You look up from your camera bag, fighting the smile already sneaking onto your face. βWell, good afternoon to you too, Captain.β
βDonβt start with that shit.β
βI didnβt do anything.β
βYou posted three photos of me.β
βFour, actually.β
βOne was the back of my head.β
βJust appreciating your haircut.β
He stares at you. You stare back. Levi doesnβt look away from you. βYou had twenty of Floch and Marco,β he says.
You lose the fight and smile. βWere you counting?β
βNo.β
βReally? Because it sounds like you were counting.β
βI wasnβt.β
βOkay.β
βFloch looked smug in half of them.β
βHe had a good game.β
βHe tripped once. You didnβt photograph that.β
βYouβre very invested in this.β
βIβm the captain.β
βRight,β you say, tilting your head. βThatβs definitely what this is.β You donβt know what it isβmaybe itβs the fact that heβs standing so close to you, or the leftover thrill of being noticedβbut bravery surges inside you. βIf I didnβt know any better, Iβd say you were jealous.β
Levi looks at you like youβve just insulted his ancestry. Then his eyes drop, briefly, to the camera hanging against your chest.Β
βIβm not jealous of Floch,β he almost mutters.
βMarco too, apparently.β
βIβm not jealous of Marco either.β
You laugh loudly. The sound should irritate Levi, but it doesnβt. Instead, a warm feeling spreads through his chest, his attention latching onto the sound. He likes your laugh. A lot. Heβs almost willing to come over every single game just to hear you laugh again.
Then he reaches over the barrier and taps two fingers against the top of your camera. βTake better pictures today,β he says.
βOf the team?β
He looks at you, a dangerous half-smile playing at his lips. Itβd be invisible to anyone who hasnβt spent far too many evenings studying his face through a lens.
βDonβt be stupid,β Levi says, and walks back toward the field. Then, a few steps in, he turns back around, unable to help the full smile that spreads.Β
You raise your camera before he can hide it. Click. This one, you already know, is going on the main page of your blog.
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technically, would anyone be interested in helping me sort my thoughts on what to do next with bad luck charm? it would obviously involve spoilers, but i need a second opinion... asking for a friend.
i hereby announce the grand opening of the shrimply shromp writing room!
it's a small community where i share my thoughts, doubts, and ideas for bad luck charm (or possibly future projects). anyone who is interested and okay with getting spoilers can come along to hear me out and help me get things in order.
it's invite only, so in case anyone else ever wants to join, let me know!!
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