Its Something About This Specific Breed Of Man

it’s something about this specific breed of man…

toji art by: calclzz on twitter

im so annoyed tumblr made my vampire! levi post look an absolute mess, it duplicated random paragraphs and it wouldn’t let me fix it for the longest. i litterally wanted to cry cause i worked so hard on that one… but i think it’s fixed now. i apologize for any confusion <3

working man levi headcannons

levi is definitely a suit

he probably works in finance or some sort of high level job that requires a suit to be worn everyday

his office is very plain, the color palette is strictly black and white with the exception of the photo of the two of you together at the christmas market last year that sits right next to his desktop.

levi tries not to get distracted from his work but his cute little housewife is always sending him updates of her day. levi can’t even pretend to be annoyed by your texts, he secretly looks forward to them. your fun little texts are what get him through his long boring days at work.

levi tried not to chuckle in the middle of his meeting when you sent him a picture of yourself cleaning the bathroom wearing his signature white bandana that he wears exclusively on cleaning days, with an attached text saying, “i look just like you, mr. clean 😏”

levi shifted in his seat, wondering why a playful picture of his wife cleaning made his cock twitch in his slacks.

levi made it a point to rush home and fuck you in the freshly cleaned shower.

“my sweet little housewife.” he would say, as he lifted your body to straddle his waist, pounding you on the steaming shower wall

a/n: been daydreaming about being levi’s housewife a lot lately oop

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hi, im a new follower :)

i found your fic through a tag that i follow (#aot fanfiction) and immediately loveeee your writing and started following you ;p and as i see, your requests are open! so, may i have jean and readers' life, after the rumbling? more specifically, what they do all day after three years of peace living in paradis :) thank you, have a great day :)

after the smoke cleared

jean x reader drabble

tags: slight spoiler for manga 34 // talks of dealing with ptsd // husband jean // fluff

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it’s been three years since the rumbling… three whole years, and you still couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that eighty percent of humanity was just gone.

if it wasn’t for jean, you didn’t think that you would have survived life after war. jean was the pillar of strength that kept you going, but he never told you that you are the reason for that strength. you are the only thing that motivated jean to keep going, even after the loss of so much life.

after the smoke cleared, and the peace talks were over, you and jean settled into a quaint little cottage on paradis. it was just what the two of you needed, your patch of land gave the two of you just enough seclusion so that you didn’t have to hear the industrial sounds of the island being rebuilt, while also being close enough to walk to town for all of your needs. your new home was your safe haven, it gave the two of you a chance to begin again.

adjusting to a new life of domesticity was not easy for either of you. you both had your fair share of restless nights, and night terrors. on the nights that your dreams felt terrifyingly real, jeans grip would always tighten around your waist while he whispered in your ear, “shhhh… you're okay. you're okay. i got you.” you would respond by turning to bury yourself into his chest, feeling grounded by his warm embrace. in moments like these jean always felt so grateful to have you here. while you felt grounded by his touch, jean felt grounded by your presence alone, feeling at peace just knowing your still alive, well, and here with him.

you would eventually fall back into your slumber, and jean would place a kiss into your hair before following you into a sound sleep.

the love that the two of you share is what got you through the days. you would always catch yourself staring at jean through the kitchen window, being completely lost in thought thinking about how the two of you made it this far.

how did i get so lucky to end up here, with you?

jean took notice of your staring while he was working hard in the garden, and sent a playful wink in your direction as he resumed his work.

jean took pleasure in nurturing his garden, he loved being able to see life form and take root into the ground, and later provide nourishment to both of your bodies.

the simple things is what jean grew to love in life, he loved you, and the life the two of you shared but jean couldn’t lie to himself, he desperately wanted to create life with you. jean always pictured you waddling around the house with a round belly carrying his beautiful baby.

jean would often fantasize about the two of you walking through town, shopping for baby clothes and supplies. he could just picture the two of you decorating a room in preparation for your first born. jean would also let you have free reign in naming the baby, as long as you didn’t try to name it eren, he wanted no reminders of his past life. the past and all things associated, were just too painful to think of.

jean didn’t want to dwell in the past, nor did he care about being a famous hero of the rumbling, he only desired to be a perfect husband and a loving daddy to all the babies he wished to create with you.

after surviving the largest mass casualty the world has ever seen, jean only cared about the life the two of you share.

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as always, feedback is appreciated xx

tequila shots

jean x drunk! reader

tags: alcohol use // swearing // smut // jean takes care of you // dub con// let me know if i missed anything x

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fuck

you always knew Jean was a giving person with how he was always such a good friend to you, randomly bringing you coffee to your job & picking you up on the nights when you’re too drunk to catch the train home, that’s just the kind of friend Jean is.

he proved just how good of a friend he is once again tonight when you all were at the bar celebrating sasha’s birthday.

“happy birthday bitch!” you said to sasha sitting across from you.

“fuck! bro who ordered tequila?” connie asked in an amused tone when the shots arrived at the table.

jean sitting to your left, chucked at connie’s comment while passing shots to everyone.

eren reached over from your right side grabbing a shot.

“what the fuck jean you gave me the smallest one”

“because your a fucking light weight” he said laughing through his words.

how the hell did i get sandwiched between these two? you thought.

many rounds later you found yourself at the bar singing over the speakers in the most crude way possible attempting to serenade jean.

jean wasn’t too impressed with your singing but he loved drinking with his best friend, he knew he could always have fun with you.

Jean felt his heart clench at the sight of you making a giant fool of yourself just to make him laugh.

even in your drunken state, jean looked at you like you were the only person in the room.

fuck the tequila shots were starting to hit you hard now.

“gonna go pee” you slurred to jean

“you sure you can make it there by yourself?” he teased.

“yup fine” you said with half closed eyes.

you made your way through the crowded bar into the hallway where the bathrooms were when you felt a large hand grab your wrist, spinning you around. through blurred vision you see your are now face to face with eren.

“damn drunky why are you holding my wrist so tight? shit” you say as you try to pull away.

“drunk or not i've been wanting to do this” eren said.

your eyes go wide as he wraps his other hand around your waist in an attempt to kiss you.

you try to push him back “i’m drunk but i’m not that drunk” you say.

eren didn’t heed your words as his grip tightened, leaning in once again.

in one swift motion you saw jean grab eren by his hair making him fall onto the wall and sinking to the floor

jean looks down upon eren in his pitiful state, “your drunk eren stay down.”

fuck all this commotion is about to make you sick.

jean picked up on that thought as he turned to face you.

“i need to get you out of here.”

you nodded letting him wrap an arm around you to lead you out of the bar.

jean didn’t let go of you until you reached his car.

jean turned, looking down on you with a worried face.

“are you okay? did eren fucking hurt you?”

“no his dumbass was just horny and drunk” you said, still holding on to your best friend.

jeans gaze softened a little

“that’s no excuse”

“yeah well…” you said as you let him guide you into the passenger seat.

such a good friend you thought as you watched jean drive.

“can i stay with you” you hiccuped

with one hand on the wheel jean looked over at you, “of course” he smiled sweetly.

he looked so good while he was driving

damn am i getting wet at the sight of my best friend right now? you thought clenching your thighs together trying to quell the needy pain growing between your legs.

you felt yourself sober up by the time you reached jeans place, but he still helped walk you inside.

he told himself he was doing it to be a good friend like always, but he knew this time was different.. this time he was helping you because he wanted any excuse to be close to you.

once inside he led you to the couch, setting you down lightly immediately kneeling down to your feet to help remove your shoes.

you reach down placing your hand over his, “i’m not drunk anymore jean really.. i can remove my own shoes.”

jean didn’t respond, he was too caught up in your gaze.

not even thinking of your next words you broke the silence “unless.. you want too”

jean took a hard breath, continuing his work on your shoes.

fuck it you thought.

you couldn’t wait anymore.

you grabbed jean by his shirt pulling him up to your eye level. a knowing look settled on jean’s face before grabbing your face and initiating a devastating kiss.

your hands immediately reach for the base of jeans skull raking your fingers through his hair while his hands heavily massage your hips.

you instinctively wrap your legs around jean’s waist as he stood to lead the two of you to his bedroom.

your kiss finally broke as the two of you landed on the bed.

jeans frame loomed over yours, breathing heavily.

“you know this will ruin our friendship right?” you said laughing as you spoke.

jean looked at you with lust filled eyes “fuck friendship, i’ve been waiting too long for this”

your legs wrapped around his waist once more.

jean leaned down, placing sloppy open mouth kisses all over your neck.

your dress rode up past your panties as you were rocking your hips against the front of jeans pants feeling the outline of his hard cock.

you let out a light moan into his ear as jean rutted his fully clothed cock against your soaking panties.

jean’s head came up from the crook of your neck, his gaze not leaving yours as his hand reached down to play with your clit over the thin cloth.

“say the word and i’ll stop” he said as his lips were a hair's length away from yours.

“don’t you dare stop”

“then tell me what you want” he said as the pads of his finger played with your cloth covered pussy.

“i want you to fuck me the way you have always imagined fucking me”

that was all jean needed.

in one swift motion your panties were gone. the next thing you knew jean had your hands pinned over your head.

his hand finally returned to your needy clit, fingers working in a swift up and down motion while jeans face was still hovering right over yours watching your face contorted in pleasure with breathless moans leaving your mouth.

he spoke directly into your mouth

“mmmm gonna make you feel so good perfect girl”

this roused another moan from your lips, as your hips rocked against jean’s hand.

it was all too much and not enough at the same time.

jeans free hand pulled the top part of your dress down revealing your breast. he immediately started rolling one nipple between his fingers and sucking on the other making your back arch off the mattress.

all of the stimulation made your orgasm come crashing down on you.

you moaned as the warm rolling sensation flowed through you.

jean’s name rolled off your tongue over and over as you came on his hand.

“mmm good fucking girl” jean said as he let you ride out your orgasm on his hand.

jean ignored how painfully hard he had grown inside his pants and placed a tender kiss to your forehead knowing you had an exhausting night.

he knew he could make up for lost time tomorrow.

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exhaustion hit you hard after jean gave you some of his clothes to change into.

you wrapped your body around his and let yourself succumb to your exhaustion in jean’s arms, knowing that your friendship might be gone but something better will replace it.

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firm believer that levi would leave you little notes on the kitchen counter before heading to work early in the morning while your still sound asleep in bed, telling you to have a good day & how much he loves you & how he can’t wait to see you when he gets home

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