KaC Waifus

Writer: ChryseisYumi (a.k.a. me, @leviismybitch)

Recipient: scottissue / @nerdlevi

Contents: NSFW WARNING - there will be smut. 

Reincarnation AU, Eren and Levi are just a little bit nerd-like :P, lots of fluff!

Summary:

“So, you want to have sex, or not?” Levi asked, feeling decidedly less shaken and a bit more confident, his hand already twitching for the lube near his hip. Eren winked at him.

“Well, if you’re down then I’m definitely down.”

Levi’s lips quirked up. “Great.”

Author’s Notes:

Another year, another holiday season. Join us for  the Ereri/Riren Secret Santa exchange: 2015 edition!

how it works

In a secret santa exchange, participants sign up to give fic or art, and receive fic or art in return. You’ll be assigned a giftee once sign-ups are over; participants and submissions will remain anonymous until the big reveal. It’s all in good fun and to spread the eren/levi love for the holidays!

rules

1. The whole point of Secret Santa is that participants remain secret. Kudos for enthusiasm, but please keep yourselves anonymous until the reveal. It’s more fun that way!

2. If you’re unable to fulfill your gift/prompt, please let us know ASAP so we can assign a pinch-hitter. This is to ensure everyone receives a gift.

3. Fics should be at least 1000 words. Art should be more than a sketch please.

4. If you have any questions, please feel free to send an ask!

dates and deadlines

Nov 13. Signups are open! Be sure to sign up here.  Nov 21. Signups are closed. Nov 22. Assignments are sent out. Dec 20. Assignments are DUE. Pinch-hitters contacted for any necessary fills. Dec. 24. The posting of the gifts will start! We will be checking the tag during that week, in case you can’t post exactly on Christmas or Christmas Eve.

additional information regarding last year

To our surprise, there were over 100 participants in the exchange last year! Unfortunately, there were a handful that did not receive a gift in the end (a circumstance that has plagued me for several months). We not only do not want that happening again, but we would like to rectify the mistakes from last year. If you were a participant that did not receive a gift, don’t worry. We plan to doubly gift you this season. Please accept our apologies!

!! To participate, please apply here !!  EDIT: Make sure to properly fill out the forms, and we’ll add you to the participant list once we’ve received your application.

Have fun and happy holidays!

Secret spy agent Levi Ackerman is sent on a mission to protect the late Dr. Grisha Jaeger’s son, Eren. Eren is unknowingly in possession of the key to the lab that holds the information of some dangerous experiments the doctor had been doing before his passing. The Survey Corps secret organisation had been built for the purpose of finding out the truth of the mysterious disease that’s been plaguing the city for years now and they believe that there must be information in the lab. However, they are still spies and are unable to demand the key from Eren themselves, so they send in Levi. His mission: get close to the young man, get Eren to trust him. He had to do whatever he could to get Eren to give him the key. Even if he had to marry him, so be it, or so he was told by Erwin. So, like the good soldier that he was, Levi did exactly that; he married Eren. He’s puts on the appearance of a perfectly normal man, but along the way, he gets just a little too used to the happy, easy-going lifestyle he has with his new husband and he lets his guard down for just a moment, but that’s enough to leave Eren vulnerable to those who are also seeking to retrieve the key. One day, after returning from reporting to Erwin, Levi finds their home trashed and Eren bleeding in the middle of the living room floor, other unknown bodies surrounding him. This meant it was time to confess. 

A lot of bandages, some stitches and a ton of cleaning later, Eren was in a silent rage. He feels betrayed and used and no matter how many times Levi reassures him that it was for his own good, Eren just won’t listen to it. The man he loved probably didn’t even love him in the first place. His own husband was only using him to get a key to his father’s lab. Eren finally decides to walk away, leaving the key in Levi’s hand and didn’t look back, not because he was angry, but because he didn’t want Levi seeing him cry. 

A few months passed with the key locked away safe and Eren now living with Mikasa and Armin, Levi doesn’t show his face to his husband again in fear that he’d be rejected. They’re still married of course, neither of them willing to file a divorce. On the third month, Eren begins receiving cleaning products sent from a not-so-mysterious secret admirer. Each cleaning product had a little message written on them in sharpie. Some would say,

‘I’m sorry’ 

or 

“I’m still in love with you”

or

‘think of me when you clean’ 

or 

‘remember when I accidentally hit you on the eye with this broom? I miss this broom’ 

or 

‘please don’t be mad at me. I’m still in love…with this brand’ 

and Eren’s personal favourite: 

‘You cleaned my heart and made me feel fresh inside. Like this 99 cent toilet cleaner. What a deal’. 

Levi—who’d been somewhat mesmerized by Eren’s show of fingering himself open—let out a sing-song moan when he carefully slid down onto him. Eren’s insides were much hotter than anyone he’d ever fucked; humans were so different compared to merfolk. He wiggled the tip of his cock experimentally and when Eren let out a surprised groan, he couldn’t hold back a rather toothy grin.

“Are you doing that…?” Eren asked breathlessly. Levi answered by moving it again, pushing it against Eren’s inner walls and Eren let out another moan.

“You’re so warm,” Levi remarked, bracing himself against the sand with one hand and holding onto Eren’s waist with the other. The waves of the secluded cove washed over his tail, a cool breeze flitting across his skin. He watched his cock disappear into Eren’s body, the deep fuchsia color of it looking quite nice against Eren’s rosy, stretched hole. Eren raised his hips then sat back down, squirming between thrusts as he began to ride Levi.

An AU where people’s hair changes color based on their emotions. Or at least… it’s supposed to…

Because dealing with emotions wasn’t challenging enough already.

For the lovely nachoheichou - can’t wait to beta the upcoming chapter!

The first time Eren saw him, he almost knocked the book-cart over.

And it was a good thing he didn’t, for if he had, he would’ve drawn all sorts of attention to the fact that his hair was turning very, very pink.

Sure, it happened to everyone at least once, but still. How embarrassing.

He settled for studying the dark-haired boy through the shelves, two rows back, awed by the way all those hard lines and taut curves could merge to become someone so beautiful. And those eyes… Eren was sure even Armin couldn’t find a book with words perfect enough to describe the color.

And if Mikasa caught him with pink in his roots, he could blame it on re-shelving the romance section.

The second time Eren saw him, he was ready.

He’d had Armin find him the biggest dictionary in the entire library, and he’d spent a good two hours skimming its pages for the longest, driest, most boring words he could find and writing them on his hands – so he could spell them out if he felt a blush coming on.

Thus armed, he grabbed a pile of books from the shelving room and made a beeline towards the third floor, where he was sure to find the dark-haired boy.

And there he was, browsing the action novels, head angled to the side to better read the titles of the books as he passed. Every now and again, he’d kneel down carefully, making sure never to miss the books near the bottom.

“F-l-o-c-c-i-n-a…” Eren muttered under his breath. Don’t turn pink, don’t you dare turn pink…

“Excuse me?”

“Woah!” Eren jumped, startled by the unexpected voice. Books went flying – Eren went sideways.

A strong hand grabbed him by the elbow, pulling him up at the last second, and Eren stared at the other boy in mute horror as he gathered himself and stood. His hair wasn’t pink, sure, but this was so much worse.

He could the brilliant color burning scarlet on his skin.

Ground, swallow me now.

“Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, huh?” the other boy asked, catching hold of Eren’s hand and reading it, the word rolling easily off his tongue. “Prepping for med-school ”

“Ah… no,” Eren muttered, carding his fingers through the hair he knew for sure would be bright red. “Creative writing, at Rose Community College. You?”

“Nothing at the moment,” the boy answered, turning away to pick up the books scattered on the floor, pausing now and again to read the back covers if something caught his eye. “You could say I’m taking a break year.”

“Must be nice,” Eren replied.

The boy looked at him with an unfathomable expression. “I suppose it has its perks,” he said finally, setting the books on the shelf with a shrug.

Say something, you idiot, Eren chided, feeling the blush crawl back across his cheeks. His mouth refused.

“A library’s a good place to be, for a writer,” the boy muttered, plucking a book from the stack and walking away. “Anyways. See you around…”

“Eren,” Eren supplied weakly.

The boy nodded. “Levi. Right. See you around, Eren.”

When Levi had gone, Eren heaved a sigh of relief, sinking back against the shelves as his knees buckled beneath him. How had he done it? Eren was sure he had turned more colors than a crayon box in a matter of moments, yet Levi…

Black as the night sky, the whole damn time.

Levi liked espionage. He was in the ‘Spy/Mystery’ section almost every week – sometimes every day – eyes trailing across the spines of the glossily-bound books with a longing that sent Eren’s heart to his throat. Eren fondly scoured the titles Levi returned, wondering at the adventures caught within the pages – wondering if Levi had chosen them for that, like Eren might’ve.

And if Eren trawled the databases, finding new novels to recommend and sticking the titles in the wrong places on the shelves, nobody said anything.

They always caught Levi’s eye.

“If you read them so quickly,” Eren finally got the courage to ask, “why not check out a few at a time?”

Levi frowned, looking away. “I just like the library,” he muttered.

When he thought Levi wasn’t looking, Eren copped a glance.

Still black. Eren was starting to think he’d never see it any other color.

Especially not for him.

It had been a long day. Too long. Eren’s aches ran bone-deep from being on his feet since 9AM that morning, and his shift wouldn’t end until 5PM… and then he’d be hitting the books again, studying for the finals that crouched dangerously in the weeks to come.

He sank wearily into one of the seats in one of the third-floor reading nooks. Five minutes couldn’t hurt. His eyes slipped closed.

“Sleeping on the job, Eren?”

Eren jolted, looking around for his boss, finding Levi instead, standing over him with a book in his hand and a smirk on his face, hair dark as pitch. As usual.

“You’d be sleeping too,” Eren scowled, flinging an arm over his face. Not now. I can’t deal with Mr. I-Feel-Nothing-As-I-Take-You-Apart right now. Please.

But he stayed. “I think I sleep enough as it is,” he said wryly, marking the page and closing the book.

“Wish I could spend a year to myself,” Eren grumbled. “Must be nice.”

“…It could be better.”

“Oh come on,” Eren teased, flinging his hands back to stare at the other boy. “You lay around and read all day – that’s the life! What else do you do with all that free time?”

A peculiar look flashed across Levi’s face. “I’m at the hospital across the street,” Levi finally muttered.

Eren’s eyes widened as alarm colored his hair a pale, corn-silk yellow.

“Out-patient therapy for this.”

With a single, graceful move, Levi scooped down to catch the leg of his pants, lifting the hem…

…exposing the smooth metal pylon, attached to a plain, prosthetic socket just below the knee. The ankle was carbon. The foot was plastic.

Eren’s stomach hit the floor.

“Bone cancer,” Levi said evenly, tapping his ankle twice before letting the hem fall back to the floor. “In my ankle. Wasn’t responding well to treatment so they lopped it right off.”

Eren wondered if your hair changed color when you couldn’t breathe.

“I don’t need your pity,” Levi grumbled, sourly eying the crown of Eren’s head. Eren caught a few strands in his fingers. Pale blue. “I just finished my last round of chemo today. I’m cancer-free.”< p>

“That’s so great, Levi,” Eren breathed. “I’m really happy for you. Are you going to go and celebrate?”

Levi nodded. Swallowed. Ran his fingers through the black locks at his temple. “That’s what I’m here for.”

“In a library?” Eren chuckled. “Going to check out two books this time?”

Levi almost scowled, but he caught his lip with his teeth instead. His fingers pulled harder through his hair. “…I came to see you, actually. I was hoping you would… celebrate with me.”

Eren swore his heart froze over.

And Levi laughed – actually laughed – the shock quickly erased by the smile that rose on his face like the sun. Eren caught sight of his reflection in a metal bookend.

White as snow.

“Is that a yes?” Levi chuckled, reaching out to brush pale strands from Eren’s brow with a tender look in his eyes.

“But… but, you didn’t – y-you never…”

“I did,” Levi murmured, glancing shyly back at Eren.

He raised a hand to his hairline, tugging gently, and the black locks slid forward, the wig slipping into his fingers like black feathers from the sky, revealing the pale pink peach fuzz underneath.

“Pink just wasn’t my color.”

Maybe Levi starts off sweetly waking Eren up. Like he’ll give him a kiss and run his fingers through Eren’s hair and murmur his name gently and Eren would blink awake all groggy and confused. Levi would give a little smirk

[Read on AO3] or under the cut

Inspired from snk ch 71 T__T I have so much feels reading the chap, so I make this while creys