#trans!levi

Never forget that there's no such thing as OOC - those chara you're writing for, into whom you are putting your creativity and your imagination in are yours. Don't be scared to make them yours, embrace and explore their duality and life challenges. Give them new hopes and horizons and let them find love in the greatest ways. Let them find their peace. Write because you want to, not because you have to. Don't conform.

Levi hated birthdays, even his own. But when his boyfriend of a couple of months stood by the door frame, holding a box wrapped in green paper and red ribbons, he couldn’t help but let a tiny smile curl on his lips.

“Does this mean I get to come in?” Eren snickered, biting his lip like the little tease he was.

Though Levi had to chuckle at that, fully aware that the man was probably dying on the spot but was just good at covering it up by trying to be sexy. With his pen still in his hand, Levi decided to pester him back “Fine, come in. As long as I’m getting my birthday kiss.”

“Even better, how about a kiss and this?” Eren said, stretching out his arms and basically shoving the box in Levi’s face.

“You’re not gonna stop until I accept it, will you?” The raven groaned, letting his annoyance speak through his eyes. He had told Eren that he didn’t enjoy his birthday, let alone getting a gift because of it.

Despite knowing that Eren wouldn’t get him a pink dress just like his parents had given him during his youth, he couldn’t help but feel his stomach turn and had to swallow a lump down his throat when Eren sat himself down onto the bed right next to him. Looking at him intently and impatiently shuffling his feet.

“You know I d- I don’t like gifts, Eren.” He said softly, lowering his eyes to the package sitting in his lap. Regardless of how he felt about everything, his curiosity was getting the better of him.

Eren cleared his throat, rolled his eyes and sighed “Don’t be a dick and just open it.”

“Fine, fine. Just... stop staring at me okay?” Levi laughed, loving how Eren’s face lit up when he had admitted his defeat, the little shit.

He got rid of the red ribbons and -not so- carefully shredded the green wrapping paper, revealing a black box underneath it. The name of the company had been ripped off, which made his heart flutter a little bit, finding it endearing how Eren knew him so well that he had even taken precautions for dealing with Levi’s undying curiosity.

“I see what you’re doing there,” Eren laughed, leaning in closer and nuzzling his nose in Levi’s crook, kissing the pale skin lovingly, “Just open it already, you’re gonna like it. I promise.”

“You’re a little shit you know that.” Levi snapped and saw how it made something flicker inside of Eren’s eyes, the man clearly loving how he could get under his boyfriend’s skin so easily.

So, instead of prolonging both of their torture, he gave in and opened the box.

He could feel the tears stinging in the corner of his eyes once he saw the black fabric and the iron hoops that were all too familiar to him. “You’re a cunt, you know that?” He tried to say flatly but even he could hear how his voice trembled, overflowing with emotions.

“Just admit that you love it and I’ll give you that birthday kiss you wanted.” Eren said softly in his ear, wrapping his arms around the raven’s waist and pulling him closer so he was almost settled in his lap.

Levi swallowed the lump down his throat and tried his best to put on a straight face, knowing that he was failing miserably when he felt his cheeks heat up. “You’re amazing, a cunt, but amazing.”

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Levi huffed as he made his way down the hallway in the dorm building. He hadn’t had a good day so far. Being forced to stay the night at his boyfriends dorm and doing things he wasn’t comfortable with always made him upset and sad the following morning. But for now he kept those sad thoughts out of his mind as he headed towards his only friends dorm room.

Taking a soft breath he knocked on the door and soon let out a small sigh, ready to just be with someone who made him feel safe instead of constantly worrying that he’d be forced to be around someone like Erwin again.

Looking around he glared at a few people that passed by and stared at him. He crossed his arms and tapped his foot, getting nervous about the way people looked at him... like they knew. It apparently wasn’t “too hard” to see (according to his boyfriend). But it always made him upset when people never saw the Levi he saw.

Hi. Um. I’ve never written a trans character or much f/f before, and I wanted to try both, so here is a thing. Please be kind, I’ve been in a slump lately and this is slowly pulling me out of it. 

Pairing: Levi/Erwin. MTF!Levi, Cisgirl!Erwin. Summary: They’d just returned from their latest trek beyond the walls, and the Captain was loathe to call any of the ensuing events a victory, but what she did accomplish was finally getting underneath her Corporal’s skin enough to get a reaction. They’d been dancing around each other for weeks, hidden glances and forced mistaken touches, and Elizabeth was slowly losing her mind. She was a firm believer in all forms of release when under so much stress, and though her mind was constantly on the present battle at hand, that didn’t mean she forgot her humanity. Everyone had needs, and she’d sussed out long ago what Levi’s were, and was surprised to find they aligned with her own.

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Levi’s eyes narrowed when Eren started to speak. He slowly backed away from the younger male. The raven had little Anna in a baby sling, he moved his hands to cover her ears so she didn’t have to hear Eren’s yelling. But, Levi shook his head at Eren’s statement.

“I have all the right to keep you from seeing her.” He snapped. “You don’t deserve to see her. You left me alone and pregnant, Eren! Why on earth would I allow you to see her? You didn’t even want her… you didn’t even want me, Eren.”

Levi could have said the same about himself. But he learned to accept the fact that he had managed to get pregnant. And he was so happy that he had the little baby in his arms.

Their relationship hadn’t been too great to start out with. Levi constantly dealing with dysphoria, and the fear of actually ending up pregnant. But it always seemed to him that Eren didn’t care about his problems.

It had been a couple of months into college and everything was going fine. His teachers had all adjusted to calling him Levi instead of Leanna. Though most of them seemed beyond confused when he actually responded to the name. Despite not being on T, he could pass fairly well as male.

Levi felt odd though, he hadn’t attempted to make many friends as of yet. But he had been watching one group in particular. Two very tall men that he saw always together, and he was a little scared to go and talk to them. But he continued to watch them for the first few weeks of school. Levi was more than sure it was common knowledge to them that he was watching them.

But one day when he saw the bearded man alone in the cafeteria he took a deep breath and headed over to one of the free chairs at the table.

“Um… do you mind if I sit here?” He asked, angry that his voice seemed a bit higher than he would have wanted it to. Levi bit his lip, hoping that he wouldn’t be rejected and told there wouldn’t be enough room.