Attack On Titan: Levi Ackerman Dating A S/o Who Is Like Violet Evergarden Would Include.

Attack on Titan: Levi Ackerman dating a s/o who is like Violet Evergarden would Include.

Their relationship would develop very slowly and gradually. Both Levi and his s/o are extremely reserved, guarded individuals who have difficulty processing and expressing emotion due to their traumatic pasts as child soldiers. Trust and intimacy would not come easily or quickly for either of them. It would take a long time and a lot of patience on both sides for them to open up to each other.

They would bond over their shared life experiences, traumas, and difficulties reintegrating into normal society after leaving military life behind. Both know the horrors of war and violence from a young age. Both struggle to feel human at times and question if they even deserve happiness and love after the blood on their hands. Being with someone who truly understands helps them heal.

Levi would be endlessly patient with his s/o as she tries to comprehend emotions and relationships. He knows it's not her fault that feelings confuse her. When she says seemingly tactless or insensitive things, he doesn't take it personally, knowing she means well but lacks the social skills to express herself properly. He gently guides her when needed.

They are a power couple when it comes to combat and missions. Both are elite soldiers with superhuman skills. Levi trusts his s/o to have his back completely, knowing her capabilities. In battle, few can match their deadly synchronicity. They make the perfect partners on the most dangerous assignments.

Behind closed doors, a soft domestic side emerges, previously buried under years of hardened exteriors. Levi enjoys pampering his s/o in little ways - brewing her favorite tea, giving her shoulder massages after a long day, reading to her in the evenings. These quiet, tender moments are precious to them both.

Levi helps his s/o rediscover pieces of her lost humanity. He encourages her hobbies and interests outside of work. Seeing the small, beautiful things in life through her fresh eyes - a breathtaking sunset, a vase of her favorite flowers - reminds Levi there is still goodness in the cruel world they live in. Her innocence and wonder thaw his heart.

Physical affection is rare but meaningful between them. Neither are used to casual touches, so things like holding hands, kisses on the forehead, leaning on each other feel extra intimate and vulnerable. Hugs are reserved for emotional moments, a silent affirmation of "I'm here" when words fail.

Levi's squad would be surprised but supportive of the relationship. They'd never seen their grumpy Captain show a soft spot for anyone before. But seeing how he is around his s/o - the gentle looks, the protectiveness, the subtle ways he accommodates her needs - they know the love is real, even if neither are the type for public displays of affection.

Arguments are rare, but when they happen, both tend to shut down and go silent. Levi has a hard time articulating his feelings beyond irritation. His s/o struggles to identify why she's upset. But they always talk it out eventually, even if it's hard. Neither likes letting things fester.

On the difficult anniversary days - the fall of Shiganshina and Wall Maria for Levi, the death of Family members/friends for his s/o - they turn to each other for comfort, solidarity in their grief. "It's okay to not be okay today," they remind each other, riding out the painful memories together until the clouds pass.

Levi makes a point to praise his s/o frequently. He knows she received very little appreciation or positive reinforcement in her military upbringing. Whenever she does well at work or makes progress in her emotional growth, he's sure to voice how proud he is of her. Coming from a man of few words, the compliments mean everything to her.

While Levi was initially hesitant to be physically intimate, not wanting to make his s/o uncomfortable, he's consistently blown away by her enthusiasm and openness once they do become intimate. "I want to be as close to you as possible," she tells him earnestly. "I want to make you feel good." He melts at her guileless affection.

In the peaceful moments in between missions, they often sit together in comfortable silence, Levi sipping tea and his s/o practicing her writing. No words need to be spoken; they simply enjoy the relief of being together, alive, and safe for now. The future is uncertain in their dangerous world, but their feelings are constant and sure.

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I am freaking out right now. I just got an autograph from Erika Henningsen, the voice acts of Charlie Morningstar from Hazbin Hotel, and an autograph from Erik Kimerer, who voice acts Obanai Iguro from Demon Slayer and Gowther from The Seven Deadly Sins. They both gave me a free autograph at Comic-Con, which was so sweet. I almost wanted to cry when they both did that for me. That was so sweet. They are both fantastic people I look up to, and I hope they know that.

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Hi, if you're okay with this request. can I ask for, How would hazbin hotel characters Alastor, Angel Dust, Sir Pentious, and Lucifer react to finding out their lover/darling s/o is stuck in a contract with a demon all because they made one mistake back then which was protecting the person they thought that was their friend make a big mistake. S/o decides to take their place and sign the contract and the person they thought that was their friend wasn't and they just used them for their amusement. When s/o tells them, s/o breaking down crying all because of one past mistake they did.

Who s/o is stuck in the contract with:

Alastor: s/o stuck in a contract with Vox.

Angel Dust: s/o stuck in a contract with Aleister.

Sir Pentious: s/o stuck in a contract with Velvette.

Lucifer: s/o stuck in a contract with Alistair.

Headcanons Deal with a demon

🕷 Angel Dust x Reader 💖

Angel has known you for a long time, but he didn't expect that when Alastor showed up at the hotel, you'd be there too. He saw the irritation on your face when you were talking to radio demon and didn't understand the reason for it, but you were glad that Angel was also at the hotel. He was like a ray of sunshine to you

You worked at the hotel along with Niffty and Husk, but Angel didn't understand why you were doing what Alastor instructed you to do. It wasn't until late at night, when you were spending time watching a movie together, that he asked you about your relationship with Alastor. You lowered your head and quietly confessed that you had made a deal with him

You told me that you had a person whom you considered a friend. This person was supposed to make a deal with Alastor, but in the end, you became the one who made the deal. As it soon turned out, your friend didn't consider you that way. You were just a distraction and this person disappeared from your life shortly after the deal was made. By the end of your story, you were crying. It was still hard for you to remember that

Angel hugged you. He knew what it was like to be bound by a contract. You were both in that boat and he wasn't going to leave you alone with your problem. Maybe he didn't know how to break your deal with Alastor, but Angel was going to be there so you didn't have to go through it alone

📻 Alastor x Reader 🎙

Alastor didn't let many people get close enough to him, and that made you special to him, because he let you into his life. However, more and more often you went somewhere and came back tired. He didn't know the reason for this, so he sent some of his henchmen shadows to follow you. He was not pleased with the results. You went to Vox and he didn't know the reason for it

When you returned, you felt Alastor's attentive gaze on you. You didn't know that he found out your secret, but Alastor said that you need to have a serious conversation. His words worried you, and you were even more worried when he said that he had found out your little secret. When he said that he found out that you were going to Vox, you couldn't stand it and cried. This was not what Alastor expected

Through tears, you told him that you didn't want this, that if it was your will, you wouldn't have gone to him for the world. But you made a deal with him. You took the place of what you thought was your friend who dumped you shortly after, and now your soul is in Vox's hands. There was no turning back for you

Alastor could feel the anger starting to flare up in him, but he wasn't going to show it to you. He had plans that you weren't supposed to know about. To begin with, Alastor was going to find out who you made the deal with Vox for, and then find a way to break this deal. He had to find a gap in this deal, at least a small loophole, so that Vox would no longer have power over you

🐍Sir Pentious x Reader 🎩

Sir Pentious knew that you worked for Velvette, but he was sure that you were working for her of your own free will. However, when you both started staying at the hotel, he noticed that every time you had to go to work, you looked like you were going to your own execution. It bothered him a lot, but he didn't know how best to ask you about it

When you returned to the hotel tired again, Sir Pentious asked you why you wouldn't quit since this job is so hard. You sighed heavily and told him that you work for Velvette not because you want to, but because you made a deal with her and now you have to do what she tells you

You told him about how a person you thought was your friend was going to make a deal with her, but you didn't want to let that happen. That's why you made a deal with Velvette. It soon became clear that your friend thought you were just entertainment and you made a deal for the sake of a person who actually treated you with indifference

When he looked at you, he saw tears in your eyes. Sir Pentious hugged you. He felt tears welling up in the corners of his eyes as well. He was offended that you were so betrayed and he wanted to help you, even though he didn't know how. But at least he wanted to be there to give you moral support

🍎 Lucifer Morningstar x Reader 🐍

Lucifer was well aware that some demons who were born in Hell made deals with humans. It was not surprising to him that sinners also began to make deals with other sinners. He didn't get involved in it and didn't think about it much until he met you. You were one of the sinners who worked at his daughter's hotel and you and Lucifer got along well. However, there was something that you were often stressed about

Alastor often assigned you different jobs and Lucifer did not understand why radio demon fancied himself your boss. That's why he decided to ask you about it. At first you were silent, but then you still told him that you had made a deal with Alastor, which at that time seemed to you the right choice. But you were wrong and regretted it, but you couldn't do anything anymore

You had a friend who was going to make a deal with Alastor, but instead of a friend, you made this deal. As it turned out, your friend used you and now you have been abandoned, betrayed, and you were bound by a deal with Alastor. By the end of your story, you were crying and Lucifer was trying to calm you down. It was hard for him to see your tears

Lucifer had never broken other people's deals before, even though he knew for sure that he could do it. But now he had a reason to do it. He didn't want you to suffer because of this deal, so he wanted to set you free, because who but the king of Hell had power over souls and the deals that bound them. At least sometimes, he could take advantage of his position

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Hi. IDK If you're all right with this request or if you're up for doing it. But can you do? How would helluva boss characters Blitzo, stolas, and Moxxie react to finding out their s/o got hurt instead of stolas because the people took the wrong person who was meant to be Stolas. And since s/o won't give any information or show any weakness, as a last resort now rendered defenseless, Andrealphus resorts to a cowardly act, stabbing a sharp blade into their s/o shoulder and breaking their ribs, savoring every moment of there pain showing it as a warning to them. Also they can't go into the hospital room to see s/o because of the media. What would they do and say about what happened to their s/o.

Headcanons Severely injured

😈 Blitzø x Reader 🐴

Blitzø was calm about the fact that you were gone for a long time. He was sure you were late until he got a call from the hospital. You were there in a serious condition and his number was recorded as your emergency contact. Blitzø was shocked by this news, but when he arrived at the hospital he couldn't even get to the entrance. There were a lot of journalists there and all he had to do was look for another way to get to you

He had to climb up a drainpipe to get to the window in your room, but the sight of you lying unconscious made his heart clench. He didn't leave your room, and when you woke up, he was apologizing for not being there. Blitzø did not know exactly what happened to you, but he intended to find out and find out who did this to you. When you came to your senses, you told him about what happened to you, but your story made his heart sink. You've been through something terrible

You were captured instead of Stolas, but they realized it too late. You knew that a certain aristocrat was involved in this, but you had no idea what his name was. You just called him the Snow Queen. They couldn't find out anything from you, so this aristocrat stabbed you in the shoulder and broke several of your ribs. These were the injuries you knew for sure, but there could have been more

Blitzø was not going to forgive this.He intended to avenge you, because someone dared to hurt you. But first he wanted to wait until you were fully recovered. He couldn't let anyone try to hurt you again, or worse, kill you

😈 Moxxie x Reader 🎶

Moxxie witnessed you being kidnapped. He couldn't let anyone hurt you and rush to your aid. However, when he got to you, he realized that a little more and he would have been too late. He was able to get rid of some of the kidnappers, but the main one managed to escape. Moxxie wanted to catch up with him, but he had more important things to do. He had to get you to the hospital as soon as possible, because you were seriously injured

When he brought you to the hospital, the doctors quickly took you away, but he couldn't even come to the entrance. The reason for this was the journalists. You were kidnapped instead of Stolas and there was a big fuss about it. Moxxie tried his best to get to you, but it was simply impossible to do it through the main entrance, so he went in through the back entrance, hurriedly looking for your room

He sat in the hospital corridor in front of your room for several hours. Moxxie was waiting for you to come to your senses, after which he was allowed into your room. He was sitting with you, very worried about you. He was your personal guard, afraid that someone would try to kill you in the hospital

Moxxie understood that what happened to you could happen again. Maybe someone would want to get rid of the witnesses. You claimed that some aristocrat was involved in all this, which means that you could really have been killed to save your reputation. Moxxie wasn't going to let that happen

🦉 Stolas x Reader 🎩

Stolas knew that his ex-wife would not let him live in peace after the divorce. But he wasn't thinking. That you'd be kidnapped instead. You were dear to him and the last thing he wanted was for you to get hurt because of him. Stolas tried to find you, but when he found out where you were, he got scared. You were seriously injured and you urgently needed to get to the hospital. Stolas took you there and paid for the best room for you. He was lucky that he managed to enter the hospital, because the exit from it was quickly blocked by a crowd of journalists

Stolas was sitting with you in the room where you were unconscious. According to the doctor, you had a knife wound in your shoulder, several broken ribs, bruises and several other minor injuries. But the problem was also that you lost blood and needed time to recover. Stolas was even ready to take you to his house and take care of you if necessary, but he was ready to cry with happiness when you woke up

You smiled faintly at him and said you were glad he was okay. Stolas was much more worried about you and wanted you to rest. However, you said something that worried him even more. You said that Andrealphus was involved in the kidnapping and it was he who broke your ribs and it was he who stabbed you in the shoulder

The thought of his ex-wife's brother doing this to you made him angry. Stolas wasn't going to forgive him for that. He may have to come into open conflict, but he was willing to do it for you. You were very important to Stolas and he didn't want anyone to hurt you

Mikey x fem reader: Soulmate doodles.

Summary: Y/N, a member of the Toman gang, discovers that her childhood best friend and gang leader, Mikey, is her soulmate when identical ink designs appear on their skin. As they grapple with this realization, they confess their long-hidden feelings for each other.

Y/N sat on the steps of the Musashi Shrine, the regular meeting spot for the Toman gang, absentmindedly doodling on her forearm with a black marker as she waited for the others to arrive. Swirls and stars took shape under her hand - drawing had always helped calm her mind, especially before big meetings like this one.

As the first and only female member of Toman, Y/N often felt she had a lot to prove. She had to be tough as nails and never show weakness. But when she was alone, she allowed herself these small moments of vulnerability, pouring her tangled emotions into the ink on her skin.

Hearing approaching footsteps, Y/N hastily pulled down her jacket sleeve to conceal the doodles. She stood up and turned to greet Mikey, the leader of Toman and her childhood best friend.

"Hey," she called out with a wave.

"Hey yourself," Mikey replied with an easy grin as he bounded up the steps to join her. His long blond hair gleamed in the afternoon sunlight. "Ready for this meeting? I've got big plans to discuss."

"You know I'm always ready, Captain Obvious," Y/N teased, playfully punching his arm.

Mikey chuckled and unexpectedly caught her hand in his. Y/N's breath hitched at the contact, a zing of electricity passing between them. Mikey frowned slightly and pushed up her sleeve, revealing the fresh ink decorating her forearm.

"Since when do you draw on yourself?" he asked curiously, fingers lightly tracing over the designs. Y/N suppressed a shiver at his touch.

"Oh, um, I don't know. Just a dumb habit I picked up recently," she said, trying to sound casual as she tugged her arm back and crossed it behind her.

An unreadable expression flickered across Mikey's face but before he could say anything more, the rumble of motorcycle engines announced the arrival of the rest of Toman. Y/N stepped back, donning her tough gang member persona once more as Mikey turned to greet the others.

Throughout the meeting, Y/N found it hard to focus, her eyes repeatedly drawn to Mikey as he passionately laid out his vision for Toman's future. She had always admired his strength, charisma and devotion to the gang. But recently, she'd started to feel something more, a yearning she didn't quite understand...

Suddenly, Mikey pushed up the sleeves of his hoodie, gesturing animatedly as he spoke. Y/N gasped, catching sight of familiar black doodles peeking out on his forearm - the same swirling patterns she had just drawn on herself earlier.

It couldn't be... Was Mikey her soulmate? The realization hit her like a freight train. According to the stories, whatever designs a person drew on their own skin would appear on their soulmate as well. But Mikey, the boy she'd known since childhood, the leader she'd fought beside for years... How had she never noticed the ink on his arms before?

Mind reeling, Y/N stumbled to her feet, mumbling an excuse about needing some air before racing out of the shrine. She collapsed on a bench in the gardens, breathing heavily as she tried to process the revelation.

Mikey found her there a short while later, brow furrowed in concern. "What's wrong? Why'd you run out like that?"

"I'm fine," Y/N said quickly, trying to gather her scattered thoughts. "It's just... Mikey, have you ever drawn on yourself?"

He looked taken aback by the question. "What? No, I... Wait." His eyes widened with dawning realization. Slowly, he pushed his sleeves up again, staring at the inky doodles in shock. "What the hell? Where did these come from? I didn't..."

"I drew them," Y/N whispered, holding out her own identically marked arm with a shaking hand. "Mikey... I think we might be soulmates."

Mikey gaped at her, eyes flickering between her face and arm in disbelief. "Soulmates? Us? But we've known each other forever... How..."

"I don't know," Y/N replied helplessly. "I had no idea either. Not until I saw your arm just now."

There was a tense, charged silence as they both grappled with this life-altering realization. Then Mikey took a step closer, gently grasping Y/N's marked forearm. His calloused thumb tenderly brushed over her inked skin.

"I've been trying to ignore it," he said quietly, eyes boring into hers with startling intensity. "This thing between us. I thought it was just me, that I was imagining it. I didn't want to ruin our friendship. But this..." He traced the swirling lines reverently. "This means something."

Y/N's heart pounded at his confession, barely daring to believe what she was hearing. "Mikey," she breathed, unconsciously leaning into his touch. "I... I don't want anyone else either. It's always been you. I just didn't realize..."

Overwhelmed with emotion, Mikey suddenly pulled her into his arms, hands fisting in her hair. "Say it again," he demanded lowly. "Tell me you're mine."

Y/N wound her arms around his neck, meeting his burning gaze head on. "I'm yours, Mikey. Your soulmate. Only yours."

With a low groan, Mikey crashed his lips against hers in a searing kiss. Y/N responded with equal fervor, a whimper escaping her as weeks' worth of repressed longing surged to the surface.

They lost themselves in each other, hands roaming, tongues tangling with desperate hunger as the sun slowly sank below the horizon and stars emerged overhead. When they finally broke apart, they were both breathing hard, lips swollen and eyes glazed. Mikey rested his forehead against Y/N's, fingers flexing possessively on her hips.

"I can't believe I never realized," he murmured, nuzzling her cheek adoringly. "All this time, you were right in front of me..."

Y/N smiled, happy tears pricking at her eyes as she cupped his face. "We were both pretty oblivious, huh? Good thing fate decided to knock some sense into us with the whole soulmate thing."

Mikey huffed a laugh, pressing a soft kiss to her palm. "Guess so. Better late than never." His expression sobered and he caught her marked wrist, bringing it to his lips. "I still can't wrap my head around it. That you're my soulmate, my perfect match. But it feels... right. Like a missing piece just clicked into place."

Y/N nodded, heart full to bursting. "I know what you mean. It's overwhelming but in the best way. We fit, Mikey. In every sense of the word."

He smiled, a full, genuine grin that lit up his entire face and made Y/N's breath catch. She didn't think she'd ever get used to having that smile directed at her, knowing she was the reason for it.

Feeling emboldened, Y/N picked up the discarded marker from earlier and uncapped it. Maintaining eye contact, she drew a small heart on the inside of her wrist. A moment later, an identical design bloomed to life on Mikey's skin.

His eyes darkened and in a flash, he had her pinned against a tree, mouth slanting over hers hungrily. Y/N laughed breathlessly into the kiss, delirious with joy and desire. She knew they'd have to head back to the meeting soon, that the real world and all its problems still awaited them.

But for now, wrapped in her soulmate's strong arms as the moonlight caressed their entwined silhouettes, Y/N let herself believe that everything would be okay. That with Mikey by her side, with their bond made tangible through the art on their skin, she could face anything.

"I love you," she whispered against his lips, the words welling up inside her, no longer able to be contained.

Mikey's arms tightened around her and he pulled back just far enough to meet her eyes, his own shining with emotion.

"I love you too," he rasped. "So damn much. I'll always protect you, Y/N. No matter what darkness tries to take hold of me, you'll be my light. My reason to stay on the right path. I swear it."

Tears spilled down Y/N's cheeks at the raw conviction in his voice. She knew the heavy burden he carried, the demons constantly whispering in his ear, tempting him to succumb to his worst impulses. But here and now, making such a heartfelt vow, she could see the real Mikey - the hurt boy who felt things too deeply, who loved with his entire being, who would walk through fire for those precious to him.

"We'll protect each other," she promised fiercely, sealing it with another kiss. "You're not alone anymore, Mikey. You have me, your soulmate. I'll never leave your side. We'll get through anything together."

He captured her lips once more, the slide of their mouths both soothing and inflaming. They kissed languidly beneath the star-strewn sky, enjoying this pocket of time that belonged only to them, where they could just exist without the weight of the world pressing down.

Tomorrow there would be challenges to face, battles to fight, a gang to lead. But they would do it hand in hand, two halves of a whole, yin and yang, push and pull. Soulmates in every sense, their connection now visible for all to see in the inked declarations of love scrolling across their skin.

Whatever the future held, Y/N knew one thing for certain - Mikey was hers and she was his. An eternal truth written in the very fabric of the universe. And together, they would fill the blank pages of their story with vibrant color, the dark and light entwining to create a masterpiece.