[MODERN AU] (LEVI X READER X EREN) ------------------------------ toxic | 'täksik | adjective •𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗱, 𝘂𝗻𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗮𝗻𝘁, 𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗳𝘂𝗹: 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱. ------------------------------ [y/n] Yūga, a girl raised by her grandfather to become his heir, gets her first chance at freedom in second year high school without knowing that years later it would lead her into a world of lies, lust and betrayal. . . . [© 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙘 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 ]

A collection of oneshots of your favorite Corporal, Levi Ackerman. Disclaimer: Attack on Titan is created by Hajime Isayama. All characters mentioned belong to Isayama, but (Y/N) of course. ((Please do NOT copy or repost my work)) source of inspiration is by none other than @ReiaBritannia (ilysm)

My second book full of oneshots with our favorite grumpy captain from "Attack on Titan"! I hope you enjoy, and please stay tuned for updates! This book is intended for audiences 13 years of age and older. It contains fluff and lime. There is also mild cursing, violence, and gore (but hey, that's "Attack on Titan" for you). I may add more detailed advisories in front of specific stories if I believe it is merited. ((Please do NOT copy, repost, or translate any part of this book.)) Note: This book will not contain any stories with multiple parts. Those will be posted separately. *Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to "Attack on Titan". This story is for entertainment purposes only. ((If I have used your artwork and you would like it taken down, please send me a message.))

Mostly female/gender neutral (GUIDE) This will contain: - Smut • - Yandere ○ - Fluff ° - Angst ▪︎ ---- TW: TOPICS OF SELF HARM AND SUICIDE WILL BE MENTIONED. MANGA SPOILERS ARE FREQUENT. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

This story will contain serious smut. and minor violence, alcohol use, and smoking. I do not own these characters they all belong to Hajime Isayama.

requests from my tumblr and just oneshots in general Contains mature content !

He was imperfectly perfect. No doubtedly filled with flaws, uttered two to three words on a good day and yet, you wanted it to be him. Not Eld, the guy you've had an undying crush on since the sixth grade up to your second year of college, but him. The same guy that you swore you'd never talk to, one that changed where your values stood perfectly knowing that he was an Ivy league football player ready to break your heart. The same guy that had the same girlfriend for over four years and was so heartbroken yet, never showed it because of the barrier he put between himself and the rest of the world. The one and only man that's ever made you break down, and plead to let him in. That broke you mercilessly into two pieces when he made you the villain in your own story. Him. Levi Ackerman.

In District Twelve all you and Levi have left is each other, you were so close to making it out of the yearly reaping for the Hunger Games like every year before. So fucking close. Something changed behind Levi's eyes and your body went cold. You continued staring at him as Hanji walked over to the boy's bowl. Don't, you tried to say, don't you dare Levi. You shook your head at him desperately, but he had made up his mind, and Levi was a stubborn man. (Updating weekly on Saturday nights Australia time)

The only thing that stands between you and your big break as an actress is a chemistry read. Which wouldn't be that bad if it wasn't a chemistry read for a romantic drama with A-list stuntman and big time action star, Levi Ackerman, who has the emotional range of a snail. But the problem isn't his lack of experience in romance films. And it's not your lack of experience in general. It's not the director's attitude, it's not the constantly changing script, and it's not your conspiring managers. No, the problem is your chemistry. Or, the fact you two have a bit too much of it...

Levi leans his forearms onto the counter. "I think they're useless." "Boring and unoriginal. I was hoping for a bit more creativity." You look completely unfazed. For some reason, that bothers him. "So this is your calling," he says. "Your passion. And you're going to let me come in here and insult the hell out of flowers." Your eyes meet his. "I have the feeling I'll be getting your money either way," you say casually, turning the card machine towards him. "Will that be cash or card?" . Or, Levi Ackerman thinks flowers do nothing but cost a shit ton of money, carry around bugs, and then die, thereby defining them as pointless. But then he meets you, and while they're still all of those things, maybe they have a different definition. Modern AU. Inspired by purple hyacinths. Cover by @ AniMak926 on twitter!