How do u think Levi would react to his baby first crawling crawling or walking😭😭
Oh my god! My heart can't take this! Levi with a baby milestone moment would be the softest thing ever. Here's how I picture it:
First Crawl
Levi will be sitting in his wheelchair, probably reading or cleaning something nearby, when he'll notice the baby dragging themselves forward. At first, he'll freeze, blinking twice to make sure he isn't imagining it. After all, it hasn't been long since the little one learned how to sit properly—barely. His usual calm face will soften, his eyes will be brighter with excitement and the corner of his lips will twitch. He won't scream or act overly excited but you'll hear a hushed, almost whispered:
"Tch. Look at you... trying to run before you even learned to sit properly."
Secretly, he'll be so proud that he'll barely breathe. You'll catch him wheeling closer, reaching out as the baby crawls toward him. When those tiny fingers finally wrap around his, his chest will ache in the best way possible.
First Steps
When the baby first manages to stand, wobbling, Levi's instincts will kick in instantly. He'll move closer right away, lowering himself from his wheelchair to sit on the floor like he often does now—it's easier this way to catch the little one. His sharp eyes will watch every movement, arms slightly open, ready to grab them if they fall. His heart will race faster than it ever did in battle.
When those tiny feet finally take unsteady steps toward him, his breath will catch in his throat. A rare, quiet chuckle will slip from him as the baby will stumble into his arms. He'll scoop them up gently, pressing his lips to their head.
"Took you long enough, brat."
Even though pride will swell inside him, he'll also feel a new worry because now that his baby can walk, they'll be quick, daring and harder to keep safe. But beneath the worry, one thought will echo inside him:
I never thought I'd live long enough to see something so heartwarming like this. So pure.
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Tags: Fluff, pregnancy, Levi Ackerman, Levi × reader, fem reader.
The morning mist swirled lazily through the training fields, clinging to the dewy grass and the stables like a ghostly veil. The morning drills were going smoothly, with the cadets executing their maneuvers with precision and discipline.
The rumor mill had been working overtime, spinning tales of how you had both met, how you had fallen in love in the underground, and how you had both managed to keep the relationship a secret all these years. Some claimed you both eloped, others that you'd run away from home. Despite what may or may not be true, one thing was certain: Your relationship was a popular topic amongst gossiping teens and bored soldiers of the scouting headquarters.
As you walked by the training grounds greeting the cadets politely, the group exchanged knowing glances, Armin knew they were all thinking the same thing. It was obvious that you were pregnant, and it was even clearer that their captain was the father. The news had been spreading through the headquarters like wildfire, and even though they knew it was a private matter, they couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and curiosity about it.
Your pregnant belly, rounder and fuller by the day, strained against the fabric of your uniform, betraying the secret that you were trying to keep. But for your part you seemed to be taking it all in your stride, your cheeks flushed with embarrassment at all the attention but even still, a small smirk played at the corners of your lips now that the cat was out of the bag. And Levi, his expression was unreadable as usual. But there was a softness to his eyes when he looked at you that spoke volumes. It was clear that he was overjoyed at the news, even if he wasn't the sort to show it openly.
Sasha furrowed her brow. Based on her numerous siblings, she was no stranger to the topic of pregnancy and babies. "It's hard to say for sure," she paused thoughtfully. "but based on how she's been acting and how big her belly is getting, I'd guess she's at least four months along." Armin nodded in agreement, "Captain Levi has been even more protective and attentive towards y/n lately too."
Ymir spoke up, her voice tinged with amusement. "Well, boys and girls," she drawled, "I guess we all owe Ymir a drink for predicting this. I called it months ago that y/n would be knocked up by the end of the year."
There were a few snickers groans and chuckles around the group. Even though she was usually pretty outspoken, no one could deny that she was spot-on with this prediction.
As they continued to talk, the topic eventually turned to the future. Armin wondered how you and the Captain would balance your duties in the regiment with raising a child. Krista pointed out that the baby would probably be the cutest thing in the world once it was born. Mikasa agreed, adding that a baby was a wonderful thing. Even though there were still questions and concerns, there was an undercurrent of excitement and anticipation in the air.
Levi, always the picture of stoicism, suddenly appeared, snapping the group to attention. His eyes scanned the assembled group, his expression unreadable. When he finally spoke, his voice was steady and commanding. "Keep your eyes on the target, keep your minds sharp, and keep up with the training."
The group remained uncharacteristically silent. His piercing gaze continued to sweep across their faces, his expression unreadable as ever. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally spoke again. "Is there something that's distracting you?." They knew that he wouldn't address the elephant in the room unless he was asked. A hush fell over the group as Connie ventured the question. "... When's the baby due, captain?" There was a collective holding of breath while waiting for his answer. Fear behind their eyes at Connies stupid question that was bound to get them assigned the worst chores for the rest of the month. Levi didn't seem fazed by the question in the slightest, and his expression remained unreadable. "We're not entirely sure yet, but we're thinking early spring." Levi calmly replied, and if they weren't mistaken, a hint of affection was present in his voice. The cadets exchanged glances again, a mixture of joy, surprise, and relief.
He paused, then added, "But for now, focus on training, brats."
They quickly resumed their training. And through the remainder of the day, whispers continued to circulate about the impending arrival of yours and the Captains baby. Some speculated about the baby's gender, while others discussed the potential names they thought would suit.
Later that day, you knock softly on the captains office door, waiting for permission to enter. Once you do, Levi looks up from his desk, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips upon seeing you. "You handled that well, love," you tell him, your voice quiet but sincere.
"Well, we've certainly got everyone talking," he said, gesturing for you to come over. You smiled playfully, taking a seat on his lap. "Well," you pause. "It's one thing to keep our relationship a secret from everyone, but it's another thing entirely to try to keep a pregnancy under wraps for nine months." You chuckle. "But we gave it a shot. I think four months is pretty impressive." Levi chuckles softly, reaching out to take your hand in his. His thumb traced gentle circles on the back of your hand. He leaned back in his chair, his gaze never leaving your face, his other hand wrapping around your waist and resting gently on the bump beneath your uniform. "We'll have to try harder next time."
Imagine having two kids (twins or not, both works) with Levi sounds all good and wholesome.
Until you realize just how much you underestimated Levi's genes.
Like damn, these are toddlers and you'd be all over the place just to watch them not hurt themselves playing.
Mind you, these kids, are Ackerman kids. They have as much energy as their father. More so since well kids being kids. You'd have to match their energy or you'd be left in the dust. I don't mean that they'd be like monsters (maybe?), but they'll sure be a menace to babysit.
And that's just for when you guys are at home.
Imagine if you need to work.
Just imagine if you guys are at a family outing in a park, where there's people around. God just pray that you won't lose sight of them the second you just try snack on something, talk to Levi, or just buy something in one of the stalls. You'd miss one of them, worse, both of them if you're the only one taking them out. If you're with Levi, well he's not perfect and there are definitely times for when he missed one of them or both of them. Immediately bringing them back to where you are or where you guys are supposed to be seated.
Unless well you turn out to be one heck of a goddess at babysitting kids then all the better.
And this is why when the kids grew up to like five or older, more often than not. You and Levi would have to teach them how to properly behave. And as years pass, teaching them became a little harder, but it has it's own rewards. Naturally, as they grow older, methods on teaching them proper behavior adjust accordingly as well.
Yes, I know Levi mentioned that "Pain is the best kind of discipline," but this is more likely because it's being applied, to Eren a soldier like he is, who also has a stubborn attitude. Not to mention, a titan shifter who's limbs regenerate like a lizard. That's him as a captain, as a superior officer.
But he's a bit more gentle as a father. Especially as a father to his kids with you. He's stern, one quality that's never removed from him. Sometimes a little intimidating. And sometimes, you would be the balancer of sorts to his intimidating nature when teaching your kids to behave.
It's a long process, but it works for both of you, Levi, and your little family with him.
After the war, Levi will quietly make it his mission to take care of you and your baby, as much as possible. He'll make sure you never have to push yourself more than you already did. In his eyes, carrying and birthing your child will be more than enough. The rest? He'll take care of it.
Diaper changes? He'll handle them with sharp precision, like second nature. Feeding? He'll take every shift—midnight bottles, spoonfuls of breads, wiping tiny mouths and drooly cheeks with practiced care. Bath time? He'll prepare the perfect water, check the temperature three times, and wash your baby's skin like it's made of glass. Sleep routine? He'll rock the baby to sleep every night while sitting in his wheelchair, humming in that low, steady voice until their breathing softens and their fists unclench.
And maybe that's why your baby will end up being more attached to him. Levi's wheelchair will become their favorite "toy". They'll love climbing into his lap and squealing as he roams around the house with them. They'll clap, giggle, and squeal in delight, and it'll make him smile more than he ever has in his entire life.
He'll be strict, quiet, and awkward—but he'll love fiercely. And everything he does will be for you, and the child you created together.
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hi can you do a story about when levi and the twins and you meet mikasa and the other scouts their interactions etc (like post rumbling but levi not in a wheelchair) that would be rly cool thx!
The 104th cadet members meet Levi's twins!
A/n: It was really refreshing to write! But instead of the post rumbling arc, I decided to do the post shiganshina arc instead, where Eren, Sasha, Hange are alive!
"I'm just excited!" Connie snaps back. "Captain Levi's kids! Do you know how insane that is?"
Eren scoffs. "What's insane is imagining Captain Levi as an affectionate father."
"Oi."
The single syllable freezes the entire courtyard.
Levi stands at the entrance, arms crossed, eyes sharp as ever. He looks... exactly the same. Same intimidating posture. Same death glare.
Except—
There's a small boy clinging to his leg.
And a little girl on the opposite side, fingers gripping his pinky finger like it's the most important thing in the world.
The courtyard goes dead silent.
"...Holy shit," Eren whispers.
Sasha stops munching her potato and gasps dramatically. "T-They're tiny."
The boy peeks out first.
Jet-black hair. Steel-grey eyes. Levi's face copy-pasted onto a four-year-old—except when the kid grins.
And when he grins, it's like Levi is smiling for the first time in his life.
Everyone collectively loses their minds.
"Oh my god," Historia breathes. "He looks exactly like the Captain."
Jean squints. "Why does it feel illegal to see Captain smiling?"
The boy suddenly lets go of Levi's leg and waves enthusiastically.
"Hi!!!"
Levi sighs. "...Told you not to move without my permission."
"It's ok, dad!" the boy says proudly. "I wanna play with them."
But then, Levi's girl whimpers.
"No—no—no—" Levi crouches instantly, voice dropping. "Hey. You're fine. I'm right here."
She buries her face into his shoulder, sniffling.
Eren gasps.
"Holy shi-"
Mikasa steps forward, pushing Eren to the side before he says something stupid. "Captain? Is she okay?"
"She's overwhelmed," Levi answers flatly, rubbing her back with practiced ease. "Too many people."
Historia's eyes soften immediately.
"Oh," she says quietly. "Poor thing..."
The girl peeks out again— big eyes, your eyes— already glossy with tears.
Historia kneels without hesitation. "It's alright," she says softly, smiling. "You don't have to be scared."
The girl stares at her.
Then— slowly— reaches out and grabs Historia's finger.
Levi watches closely.
"She likes you," he says softly.
Historia smiles like she's been blessed by the universe.
"I'm honored."
The boy, meanwhile, has already escaped Levi's eyesight again.
He walks straight up to Eren.
"You're tall," he declares.
Eren blinks. "Uh—thanks?"
He then looks at Jean.
"You're taller."
Jean snorts proudly.
Eren sputters. "HEY—!"
Everyone laughs. A bright, unrestrained laugh.
And Levi—
Levi's expression softens so much it's almost too beautiful to watch.
"...He's smiling," Connie whispers. "Captain Levi is actually smiling.'
"Don't say it out loud," Jean hisses. "You'll break the illusion."
And then....
Hange suddenly appears from nowhere.
"LEVI—"
"No."
Levi says it instantly. Firm. Absolute.
Hange freezes mid-step. "No?"
"You're not touching them."
"But—!"
"No."
Hange pouts. "That's discrimination."
The boy turns his head.
"Woah," he says, eyes lighting up. "You look cool."
Hange's eyes sparkle. "YOU think I look cool?!"
Levi just sighs. His boy loves to do the opposite of what tells him to do.
And just to prove that point again the boy walks straight up to Hange.
"What's that thing?" he asks, pointing at her goggles.
"These?" Hange kneels instantly. "They help me see Titans better."
"That's AWESOME."
Levi glares. "I knew this would happen."
Hange laughs, delighted. "Come on, Levi, your son has excellent taste."
"Don't pick him up," Levi warns.
Hange raises her hands innocently. "I won't! I swear!"
The boy reaches up on his own.
"Up?"
Levi glares at Hange like he's deciding whether murdering Hange is justified or not.
"Five seconds," he mutters. "Then put him down."
Hange gasps dramatically. "I'm honored."
Meanwhile, the girl is now sitting beside Armin.
She's quiet. Still clingy. But she inches closer when Armin speaks softly.
"I like books," Armin tells her gently. "Do you like stories?"
She nods.
"...Yes."
Her voice is tiny.
Armin smiles gently. "Then we'll get along."
She leans against him.
Levi notices immediately.
"She likes you too."
Armin smiles nervously. "I— I'll read her as many stories as she wants."
Jean mutters, "Why does everyone become emotional idiots around his kids?"
Sasha kneels in front of the boy as soon as Hange sets him down.
"Do you like food?" she asks eagerly.
His eyes light up.
"Yes!"
Sasha gasps. "We're soulmates."
Levi just sighs again.
The boy spins around, taking everything in.
"Dad," he says suddenly.
Levi looks down. "What now, brat?"
"Are these your friends?"
"...Yeah."
The boy grins. "They're nice."
The girl tugs Levi's sleeve.
"...Papa."
Levi kneels instantly again. "What is it?"
She whispers, "Can we stay a little?"
Levi exhales slowly.
"Yeah," he says quietly. "We can stay."
Everyone watches.
The strongest soldier humanity has ever known— kneeling between his children, one smiling like the sun, the other clinging like she might break— looking more human than they've ever seen him.
So Mikasa finally decides to speak.
"...Captain?"
Levi looks up. "What."
"You're... a good dad."
Levi blinks.
"Tch."
He looks away.
"I try."
And for the first time—
The Survey Corps realizes that Levi Ackerman didn't just survive hell.
The sun spills through the half-drawn curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. You're nestled between Levi's legs, your back against his chest, and his lips trace delicate patterns along your neck. His breath is a gentle promise against your skin, and you can't help but moan softly. A rare, unguarded sound that belongs only to moments like this.
But life has a way of barging in uninvited.
The door swings open abruptly, and your son pouts looking at you both.
"It's not fair, mommy! It's a weekend and you're playing with daddy, not me! He's not a brat! He doesn't need you to play with him."
You chuckle as you see your son's jealous eyes. He is a perfect mix of genetics. His black hair, blue-grey eyes, and pale skin are from Levi while his cute, slightly rounded features are from you.
"Your mom is mine."
As Levi speaks, he gently kisses your neck while he keeps staring at his son… Trying to get the little tyke rile up.
"Stop teasing your son."
You chuckle as you nudge Levi a little. You smile looking at your son's pouty cute face and open your arms.
"Come to mommy, dear."
Before you can even finish your sentence, your son runs towards your bed and jumps right into your lap and hugs your waist tightly.
"Are you done with your little tantrum now?"
Levi mutters playfully as he watches his baby get cuddled on by you.
"Hmph…"
Your son mutteres softly. His mood turns from angry to adorable in a second just by being cuddled by you. Like Levi, he is a momma's boy. All it takes one moment for him to start giggling and smiling if you're around. Levi can't help but smile at the sight.
"You're just like your dad. You've got his every single behaviour..."
You chuckle as you caress your son's hair. He grumbles in your chest making you laugh. He doesn't like to be compared with his dad. Not even a little.
Levi tilts his head and watches as his son squirming.
"What's wrong? Scared of being daddy's lil twin?"
He teases, which only seems to make his son even more frustrated.
"Stooooop…."
Your son mutters as he lifts his head up and glares at his dad with a frown. His eyes, which are just as beautiful as Levi’s, seem to glare right into Levi’s heart.
"Hey hey hey... Your daddy is humanity's strongest soldier, don't forget that. You should be proud that you've got his strength and attitude... "
You say patting your son's head.
"That's not something you should be proud of, he's just a grumpy old man!"
Your son mutters playfully sticking his tongue at Levi.
"I think he has a bit of an attitude problem. Maybe you're spoiling him too much, he's becoming cranky…"
Levi speaks in the same playful tone as his son and flicks his son's head.
"Tch! I'm not cranky!"
There the little tyke goes again. Acting exactly like his dad. A mini Levi. His cheeks puffed out as he pouts at his dad.
"Whatever, come here brat. Your mom needs to cook. Today's weekend and we're gonna enjoy a delicious dinner cooked by mommy, right? Also it's time for your after lunch lap. Come on."
Your son grumbles in a grumpy tone, but Levi pulls him along anyway. Despite his initial reluctance, your son can't help but be drawn into Levi's arms. As he tickles, your son bursts into laughter. You watch from the doorway, heart swelling with warmth, as father and son share this precious moment. You close the door behind you, leaving them to their own time together.
You know both of them will fall asleep within 30 minutes. Levi will hug his son protectively and your son will cuddle against Levi's chest while they'll sleep.
This is the regular weekend routine of your little Ackerman family.
What if Levi had two babies one is always happy and one is always sad😭 (saw this one babysitter anime few years back and thought of this)
Imagine Levi has twins— a boy and a girl. One's a sunshine baby, the other's a permanent little cloud.
He never expected to be a father of two, much less to have two completely different emotional storms in one house. So he'll constantly ask himself if it's normal for babies to have that much personality already.
The Happy Baby
Always giggling, always drooling — this one laughs at literally anything. Levi sneezes, baby laughs. Levi frowns, baby laughs harder. Levi secretly adores it. He never admits it, but he's caught smiling softly while wiping the baby's mouth with a tiny cloth.
This baby's favorite spot is on Levi's chest, where they can tug on his cravat or touch his face.
Every morning starts with baby babbling in delight until Levi picks them up.
When Levi trains or cleans, this one tries to crawl after him, arms up like 'Pick me too!"
Their laugh is infectious— even the sad twin will occasionally smile when they hear it.
The Sad Baby
This one is always pouting, always looks like they just finished crying even if they haven't cried. Levi is soft with this one. He talks in the quietest tone, even more gentle than usual.
He carries them in his arm while working — "Tch. You'll stop crying if you watch how to fold laundry properly, ok?" They cling to his shirt like a lifeline. Levi doesn't even mind; he adjusts his movements so he doesn't jostle them.
When they start crying for no reason, Levi doesn't shush them right away— he just holds them tighter, whispering, "Dad's here, no need to get scared." Sometimes he'll hum quietly while patting their back and the sad baby's breathing steadies instantly.
Interaction between the two
Happy baby tries to cheer sad baby up by patting their face or offering a toy— usually ends with both crying because it got snatched away. Levi's patience is legendary during these moments. One on each arm, both screaming— and he just sighs, "You two better grow up to be less loud than this."
But secretly, he's proud. Two completely different souls, both his.
Sometimes the sad baby will only calm down when the happy baby is around. Levi notices and always places them side by side before naptime.
He jokes dryly sometimes (only to you), "One's like you, one's like me. Guess you can tell which one's which."
Levi bathing both babies is the cutest chaos: the happy one splashes water everywhere while the sad one clings to Levi's arm like they're in a thunderstorm. He dries them both with identical soft towels, muttering, "You two better not grow up messy. Your dad hates mess"
When they sleep — one smiling, one frowning — Levi sits there for a while, quietly brushing their hair out of their faces.
You once asked him which one he loves more. He gave you that Levi stare and said, "Don't ask something stupid. They're both mine. That's enough."
