Levi Ackerman Fics

Dad Levi Headcannon

I feel as if Levi would be more nervous than he is scared of being a father at first. He never had a father figure apart from Kenny- who was in no way emotionally available for Levi and only taught him to kill and survive. (I suppose that knowledge is needed for the Underground but even then, it's not an ideal place to raise children.)

Because of this, I also feel as if Levi would be against having children as long as he's in the Underground and tries his best to avoid such things happening. Maybe he avoids doing anything past a certain point with you for the sake of both of you, and the future child. (That is, if you're both in the Underground)

While he's in the Survey Corps, I feel that he'd still be against it (I do think he'd feel slightly better about it since it's above ground) because of the dangers lurking outside the walls. Along with the fear of not coming back inside one day.

If it does happen, I headcannon that Levi would immediately start thinking of the dangers outside the walls- especially if it's during the discovery of Marley.

'Where's the safest place she could be to carry our kid?'

'What are the chances of her even surviving this war?'

He doesn't like to think of your chances of survival, he doesn't want to think about it at all. But now that you're expecting, it's all that's been on his mind recently.

If you find out you're expecting AFTER the war, I most definitely feel as if Levi would be pleased, overwhelming happy and many other feelings all at the same time. He still struggles to find the right words, and doubts often come and go, but you're there with him every step of the way. A big worry for him was how he was going to help you, since he's now wheelchair-bound.

One night you're both sleeping peacefully as you're snuggled up on him, next thing he knows, he can barely reach around your back when pulling you in a hug. Your cravings were nonexistent at first- not wanting to vomit anything you ate- and a couple months later, you could eat an entire pizza on your own with no breaks.

You'd often encourage him to talk to the baby, earning you a scoff from him, but he did it anyways. In his own way.

"Hey...you brat...don't give your mother a hard time."

He'd say, looking away as he struggled to find the right words. You sometimes put his hand on your belly to feel the kicks.

"Do you feel, Levi?" You'd silently say to him, placing his firm yet gentle hand on the spot where they kicked. His mouth slightly gaped, eyes widening, and a smile threatening to break as he felt the corner of his lips tugging upwards.

The love he already had for this baby was ever growing

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A short one for today, I'm so drunk from reading all the dad levi fics 🥲🥲