#levi.ask

Levi is most surprised when other people comment on it. Be it a random, but well meaning cashier, noting about how sweet he is to you, winking at you that he’s a keeper; or a comment from someone like Hange, loudly boasting about how cute and gentle Levi is with you. 

Of course he is—why wouldn’t he be? He loves you, shouldn’t it be expected to be gentle and tender with someone you care about? Isn’t that what everyone does when they love someone else? 

You’re just as sweet with him, taking in his jagged edges and sharp wit with ease. Levi is all rounded out and calm waves because of you, he thinks anybody in love would have their rough edges sanded down to accommodate their other half if that’s what suited them best. You like gentle, you deserve kindness; what is love if not refinement, if not tailored affection for the one receiving it. 

He gets distracted, he just doesn’t stumble and fumble. Honestly he’s most distracted when you’re not around. He gets caught up thinking about you when he’s folding the laundry, when he’s making dinner, when he’s cleaning. He literally has to stop and snap himself out of it sometimes. Levi thinks about you all the time, of course he’d bound to spill a bucket or two of soapy water when he’s mopping when what’s truly on his mind is what you were doing last night, not the lint on the floor. 

What Levi really likes is noticing how you get distracted by him. So maybe he does put his hand on yours while you’re telling him about his day for a comforting touch, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like the way your palms grow warm and your eyes linger for a minute. Pays close attention to how you relax and blink up at him when he pets your head when you lay on his lap. Maybe he plays into it just to get a reaction out of you, but sue him, he thinks you look really cute whenever it happens. 

Now the plot, how do things start 👀 like is it through all those forced royal dinners and gatherings where you two realize that you like spending time with each other, or late nights when you bring him tea and go over the new decrees and legislations with him and he sees just how much better and smarter and wonderful you are than his entire legislative council. Or he discovers his wife has a hand in apothecary and the healing arts when he recklessly defends her and gets injured for it and wakes up with some green mush over his wounds and a very worried wife beside him. And as always, wouldn’t it be fun if he catches his new wife training with a sword or daggers by herself in a hidden spot in the gardens and it becomes their little secret to rendezvous. It’s the definition of a slow burn though with how bad you both are at this, and Hange is seriously considering locking you both up in the castle tower and not letting you out until you both confess.

Anyway many many many dreamy scenarios for my bedtime and daydreams 😌

PLEASE, Levi has the purest intentions: he does not want to be an asshole, he wants you to have all the freedom you deserve, especially as you get acclimated to the castle; but, of course, his luck would be to have the opposite effect, and now everyone thinks he’s the jerk who doesn’t care about or want to spend time with his wife. He wants to get to know you, but he wants to make sure you’re comfortable first... and, he’s not admitting this to anybody, but maybe, just maybe, he’s a little nervous to approach you first. 

Maybe... it’s a culmination of all those things. It starts at dinner: you two don’t talk to each other much at first, as you tend to keep conversation with the few members of your court who came along with you, and occasionally to Hange, who loudly, without any decorum, screams to you across the table. And forgive Levi for eavesdropping, but he can’t help but to be drawn to the very sound of your voice. It’s sweet, but not shy—and perhaps it was naive of him to presume that to begin with—and a welcome surprise. It takes two weeks before he can confidently comment on something you say mid-conversation over dinner, and relief washes over him when you not only agree with him, but pull him further into the conversation. 

He becomes greedy after that, wants to talk to you more, so uses asking you for advice as an excuse—but, in his defense, he was going to ask anyway; the matters concern you, too, and he wouldn’t dare make any final moves without consulting his wife at least once. You surprise him again—he’s long learned that you’re strong-hearted and speak with conviction, but it’s here that he gets just a sliver of your true intelligence. You’re not the quiet, docile princess your parents painted you to be, and now Levi wants to understand why exactly it is that you accepted this marriage—because from what he knows about you so far, you don’t seem like the kind of girl to shutup and take orders from anybody.

You prove him right a few weeks later. Levi knew you were a fighter in the moral sense, but it’s not until you have a blade to his Military Commander’s throat that he realizes you’re a trained fighter, too. It was a closed meeting, only his mother, yours and Levi’s most trusted court members, and a few guards present to discuss some terms of agreement between your newly jointed kingdoms. Levi was going to refute to Erwin’s plans to occupy an area of land for a military headquarters that sat far too close to an orphanage in your hometown, but he didn’t have to because you did it first. Really, Erwin put his own foot in his mouth, accidentally insinuating that the operation was of more importance than the children near by, so Levi couldn’t blame you when you had Erwin’s own sword pressed to his neck seconds later, “If there’s so much as a scratch on any child’s head, I’ll take yours for myself.” It was only natural that the knights pull out their own swords, all pointed in your direction as you press hard enough to draw blood from Erwin’s neck, but Levi doesn’t think twice before choosing to defend you instead, “All of you stand down. Touch her, and I’ll kill you myself.” 

Drunk Levi so cute stop <3333 you can count on one hand the amount of times you’ve seen Levi drunk throughout the duration of your relationship. He can still hold his composure in public—Levi is far from being a sloppy drunk. Honestly, the only tell-tale signs are that he’s a little more talkative, you might be able to squeeze a few smiles out of him, and he becomes increasingly affectionate.

He's almost shameless, too. Especially after you’ve both made it away from the loudness of the bar and your friends, are in the comfort of your apartment. Levi can always blame the alcohol on the way he drapes himself over your shoulders while you try to get water for the two of you—not deadweight so that you have to carry him, but with enough pressure to feel the weight of him against you. He knows he’s a little past gone when swears he can see little flecks of glitter around you when you speak, when his thoughts are consumed with nothing but god, I’m in love.

so when the kiss happens just to shut him up…🤒 maybe it’s gonna be corset-ripping that night. soon as he blows off steam (and worry) you can drag him to soak in the bath with you 😌😌 hange is in the castle somewhere going “fucking finally”

Him being your escort to balls and other formal events has me frothing at the mouth. Because you know he hates those events—and he doesn’t have to be your date because he’d be there with you regardless—but he endures it all for you. Among his many talents is ballroom dancing, which you only learn after you’ve snuck away from the evening and are in the privacy of your room; Levi leaves the window open just a bit to borrow the music from the courtyard, and gives you one last dance after you’d had your fill of pastries and tea. He knows there are people who think the life of a knight is empty; that swearing your life away to serve someone else it hollow, but Levi doesn’t—because he’d live to serve you and make you happy no matter what :((

Okay, picture this. Classic castle ambush scene: the royal family is under attack, there are intruders on the castle grounds, the knights are in full swing to protect the family, and Levi hardly gives anyone an opportunity to get near you. You get caught up on your way to a safehouse, a couple of thieves more skilled than the others have followed you, and even tho Levi orders you to get back on the horse and run, you refuse. They aren’t all that strong, but they have guns and arrows and can attack from a distance, so he’s at a disadvantage—and he’s already gotten hurt protecting you thus far, so you only think it’s fair that you stay and fight for him.

It works, you two win, but that doesn’t stop him from calling you an idiot in the aftermath, swearing you out, telling you you don’t understand the importance of your role and duty as princess, and that’s when the “I love you, shutup” kiss happens. Is it romantic, with three corpses and stewn arrows surrounding you; with you gripping Levi by his cape with one hand, while there’s still a knife in your other one; with Levi’s leg bleeding, and blood of your enemies on his armor? Perhaps not, but in some twisted way, isn’t it? It’s not perfect, but it’s the two of you. It’s real and it’s raw, and it’s why, even with injuries and battle scars, Levi can hardly keep his hands to himself when you get to the safehouse. Mantras of, “I love you on purpose, not because I’m your knight. I love you because I do,” and kisses to his scars, and holding hands even you both have blood on them.

HHHHhhhh okay okay, still in the safehouse, because I have thoughts. Hange taunts you about your hickeys and your evident lack of concern for danger after having had Levi ravish you for sure, but they also fill you in about what’s happening at the castle. The enemy has largely been eliminated, your parents are safe in the castle, but they’re taking extra precautions with you because you’re the princess. Hange advises you to stay here with Levi for the next three days at least. They tell you they’ll send a signal when it’s clear for you to return... sneaks in another teasing anecdote about how, “It’s unlikely you’ll have any more trouble out here... other than taming Levi, of course. But you don’t seem to mind that.” 

So you two do stay. Hange is commander of your royal guard afterall, who are you and Levi to disobey their orders? It’s bliss. Levi hunts smaller animals for dinner, takes the time to stitch up your battle-torn clothing; and you take the time to clean his wounds with warm water, sit in the creaky rocking chair just to lay on his chest and listen to his heartbeat. Even if it’s only three short days, you get so used to playing husband and wife that it sucks to go back to the castle. 

Because Levi... he’s a little too good at the stoic knight act. It’s a good thing, it doesn’t raise suspicion; he’s maybe just a touch more sensitive about leaving your side, but it’s easy to play that off as being your concerned guard—you were just the subject of a manhunt, and it’s his duty to protect you, so nobody thinks it’s out of the ordinary for him to up your security. Not to mention, he’s sort of the kingdom’s hero for bringing the princess back alive and relatively unharmed... who’s gonna tell him what he can and can’t do concerning you? 

Fine. The three culprits in question are Levi, Jean, and Nanami; all use the term princess as a nickname or term of affection, but all have very different meanings behind them.

Levi started out teasing you, and that still carries through your relationship. Princess is a shortened term for spoiled brat, and while he likes to taunt you—“Princess always gets what she wants, doesn’t she?” “Sure you don’t want help, princess? Come on, tell me how you need me.”—theres not much bite behind it, because Levi knows he’s the one spoiling you. He’s the one that gives into all your wishes and all your teasing, and, sure he knows the lilt in his voice when he ruffles your hair and calls you princess has some lingering effect on you, but every thing he says it he can’t help but think about just how tight you have him wrapped around your pinky; and how he wouldn’t do a damn thing to change it.

Jean probably means it the most literally; he means to put you on a pedestal, means to tell you you’re as pretty as a princess, means that you deserve to be treated like one, too. And if you’re the princess, he doesn’t really want to be your prince… he’s more of your knight in shining armor. The type to get on his knees and call you sweet words, win you over with flowers and chocolates and new clothes, make you swoon with his words. It’s a consolation, reassurance when you’re whining beneath him—“I know, princess. I know.”; it’s a compliment, lovesick with a blush to top it off—“So pretty, princess. Prettiest girl.”; it’s a confession and a promise—“I love you, princess. Love you more than anybody else, always will.” Jean just wants to take care of you, will do it any and every way he knows how.

God Jean is so..... he’s such a romantique... out of a movie kinda boyfriend 🤒🤒 dinner cooked, wine chilled, rose petals on the bed and that’s after he sent you to the spa, had you spend the day getting pampered, and sent you a gift to your doorstep first thing in the morning. He’s such a dreamy boyfriend, and he does it every year without fail. He knows it’s cheesy but he just likes to treat you. Everyone calls him a sap, but he doesn’t care; you’re his girl and he’s gonna make sure you get the princess treatment you deserve. He honestly doesn’t even think to initiate sex, doesn’t want you to think that he thinks it has to be part of the ritual; so if you want him, you’re gonna have to make a move first (and he’ll gladly comply if you do bc you’re his baby in all senses of the word, and he’ll take care of you whenever he has to).

Eren gets stressed about what to get you every single Valentine’s day. He doesn’t want to be too cliché, but he doesn’t want to be so experimental that you’ll hate your present; he pulls through in the end, but he was definitely freaking out beforehand. He likes to spend the whole day with you, not necessarily doing solely romantic things, but he wants to be with you. Your night usually ends with dinner and many, many, many kisses. He gets kinda sappy :(( he’s an emotional person in the sense that he has a lot of emotions, but he doesn’t always show them. Stops midway through sex just to spew about how much he loves you, how happy he is to have you in his life; does not let you go at all that evening. See also: bubble bath in which he ends up half asleep laying on you in the tub.

Connie doesn’t necessarily plan things that are outwardly romantic, but he doesn’t have to—just being with him and having fun is romance enough. He’ll get you drunk at brunch and then take you to an aquarium, and even tho you’re 80% sure the parents w children hate the two of you for giggling at every fish and clinging onto eachother, you guys are having such a good time that you can’t bring yourself to care. You’ll go bowling and he’ll say that the person who knocks down the least amount of pins per round owes the other a kiss. Brings you home and makes you play strip uno with him which really is pointless bc you guys would have ended up on top of eachother regardless.

Bless Armin’s soul, he made reservations for dinner and activities six weeks ago. The place you ended up at wasn’t even that expensive or that busy, he was just overly prepared. Spent two days specifying your bouquet arrangement with the florist, and the lady at the flower shop couldn’t even get annoyed with him because he was so genuine about it. Takes pictures of you like a parent when you guys go out to lunch/dinner and he’s just so happy and proud that you’re dating him.

Levi who thinks Valentine’s day is capitalist propaganda is out; Levi who understands Valentine’s day is largely money driven now, but if it holds value to his s/o then it holds value to him, plus why miss an opportunity to cherish the person he loves the most—that Levi is in. Of course, he’ll pay for everything; he’ll call you a brat, and say you’ve got expensive taste but he likes that. You’ve got standards, who is he not to meet them? He makes dinner and it’s probably better than any restaurant you could have booked, but it’s dessert that really blows your mind. Macaroons and cheesecake from scratch, wine from a winery that’s so small the bottle isn’t even branded, ice cream that you watched him whip up before dinner was served. He’s got standards too, and it’s only the best for you.

The way Porco will pay his roommate (Pieck) and his brother to stay out of his way on Valentine’s day. It’s not even a privacy thing, it’s that 1) he knows Marcel and Pieck adore you and just once Porco would like to have his girlfriend to himself, and 2) he doesn’t need to hear their cooing about him being a gentleman 🙄🙄 he’s really not that different on Valentine’s day—he still teases you, still puts you in a headlock, still tells you your forehead is big; but it’s cushioned with flowers and chocolates and that’s expensive ass pair of shoes you’ve been wanting for two months. He honestly gets a little flustered when you give him his present, tries to shoo away your cooing, but Porco likes attention from you so it’s all one big act. Shamelessly initiates several make out sessions throughout the day. Can’t keep his hands off of you.