The war between Marley and Paradis is over, but peace never came. To prevent another war, both nations force a bond neither side wants: a marriage between two of their strongest soldiers. Commander Y/n Takahashi of Marley. Captain Levi Ackerman of Paradis. Enemies, survivors and weapons forged by war. Bound under the Iron Vow, their marriage is meant to exist only on paper, a symbol of unity built on hatred. Levi has spent years hating everything Y/n represents. Y/n has spent years carrying the sins of a nation she never chose. But somewhere between forced vows, cold glances, and wounds neither of them speak about, hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous. "I love you," Levi admits bitterly. "And I hate that I do. I hate that you're Marleyan. I hate that I'm supposed to see the enemy when I look at you." His voice drops. "But I don't." Because peace was never meant to feel like betrayal. And love was never supposed to be part of the treaty.

Atlas; Or also known as Y/n. Atlas was once an infamous criminal at the top of the food chain in the Underground City. That was before she was arrested and spared at the price of her lifelong service and devotion to the Survey Corps. What happens when in the year 844; When a young man around Atlas's age is recruited and brought to the Survey Corps. What happens when their similar personalities collide? Do feeling's spark? Or, do both stay in denial, afraid to ruin the unspoken bond and tension they both feel for one another? What happen's when his Ackerman blood chooses a different host than his destined one? --- NO SMUT LEVI ACKERMAN X FEMALE READER I DO NOT OWN AOT

He was humanity's strongest soldier, a blade honed by loss and sharpened by war. Levi Ackerman survived the Underground, survived Titans, survived commanders and catastrophes. He endured because he was disciplined. Because he was controlled. Because he learned early that needing anyone only ended in blood. But something else survives inside the Walls. They call it the Ghost. A classified whisper traded between high command and buried in sealed reports. A presence tied to impossible outcomes. Missions marked unsalvageable are completed overnight. Criminal empires collapse without warning. Political threats vanish without witnesses. No insignia. No allegiance. Only silence and precision. And a pattern. Every time Levi's life balances on the edge of extinction, the impossible bends. A blade meant for his throat falls inches short. A trigger jams. An attacker drops before delivering the final strike. He never sees her clearly. Never catches her shadow. But he feels it-measured, deliberate, watching. She does not move for nations. She does not care for rank, strategy, or the delicate politics of survival within the Walls. Human lives mean nothing to her. Blood does not stain her conscience. Except when it is his. Cold, detached, and terrifyingly efficient, she exists outside every system. No regiment claims her. No commander controls her. She intervenes only when Levi crosses a line he cannot uncross alone. And when she does, bodies fall like quiet rain. Levi does not want protection. He does not want saving. He certainly does not want to owe his survival to a phantom he cannot confront. Yet the deeper the war drags him into ruin, the more one truth becomes impossible to ignore: She is not a guardian. She is a threshold. And if he ever falls beyond it, she will tear through the world to pull him back. To everyone else, he is humanity's strongest. To her- He was the exception.

𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐝 ⭒.☆• ❘ ❙ ❚ . .in which a hot head that is under constant supervision enchants a regimented recluse or the man hired to kill vega fell in love with her levi ackerman x oc [attack on titan 1-4]

🪽་༘࿐ You have a bad habit of mistaking temporary things for permanent ones. A bad habit becomes something you can't stop reaching for. A person becomes a place to put everything you don't know what to do with. You call it comfort when it's really just another kind of addiction. Then you go to college. The past doesn't disappear because you stop saying its name. Neither do the people who only ever knew how to find you when you were trying to be someone else. So you fall back into old habits. Addiction. Temporary people. Nights you don't remember for the right reasons. Things that feel good until they don't. And Levi is just another thing you tell yourself you can survive. A few flings. Something physical. Something convenient. Nothing worth naming. You call it temporary because permanent would mean admitting you wanted it. And wanting something has always been the dangerous part. That's all this was ever going to be. A borrowed kind of comfort. ------ 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞. i suggest you read the content warning before anything else. also, this story is based on true events-basically my life. (some of it, not all.) -its only enhanced for reader entertainment. Obviously.

- Story cover made by me in Canva - Ships: Levi Ackerman x Dahlia Bodea (Original Female Character) POV: Third Person Tags & Tropes: Post-Rumbling, Post-Canon AU, The Paths of Ymir, Soul Bond, Soulmates, Eldian Culture and Lore, Mr. Darcy Level Pining, Levi Is Bad At Feelings, Protective & Possessive Levi, Smut, Very Very Very Slow Burn Romance, Heartbreak & Angst with a Happy Ending, She Falls First, He Falls Harder, Exes to Lovers Again, Idiots in Love Content Warnings: Explicit Content, PTSD, Political Conflicts, Canon-Typical Violence, Claustophobia, Gentle Dominant Levi Ackerman, Power Play & Dynamics, Prostitution, Implied/Referenced SA, Implied/Reference Character Death, Healing from Major Trauma, Healthy Relationships Summary: Three months after the fracture that pulled them apart... Dahlia Bodea is forced to learn how to stand on her own as she steps into leadership and into an identity that no longer orbits Levi Ackerman. Levi must confront what letting go of the woman he loves looks like, and the consequences of choosing distance because of his own fear. Healing isn't linear. And it's never clean. As new paths open and the world grows more dangerous by the day, both must learn what is worth holding onto... and what must be rebuilt from the ground up. -Cross-posted on AO3 & FF.net- [BOOK TWO - UPDATES WEEKLY/BIWEEKLY - CURRENTLY WRITING #1 Post-Rumbling - 4/2026 💖 #1 SNK Levi - 4/2026 🥰

When you were a girl, you watched Captain Levi ride through the gates and turned him into something impossible. Now the war is over, the world has changed, and a charity blind date pairs you with the scarred, bad-tempered man behind all those stories. He thinks you want a hero. You're much more interested in what happens when he stops trying to be one.

I looked at him and observed him. He had pink spiked hair that was slightly pushed upfront, a black marking on his forehead, and piercing crimson eyes. What caught my eye was his four arms. "W-Wait!" I called out, following him. "What's-" "Leave me alone," he interrupted again, but I ignored him and followed him. He paused, glaring at me intensely, and asked, "What do you want?" "What's your name?" I asked with a smile. "If I tell you it, will you leave me alone?" I nodded. "Ryomen Sukuna," he said, then walked away. My heart skipped a beat, feeling a fluttering feeling in my chest. At that moment, I found myself captivated by him.

Summary: One thousand years ago, the king of curses lived his life carefree, nobody telling him what to do, breaking the rules of humanity while murdering women and children without a care in the world. Jujutsu sorcerers have stood up to the special grade but unfortunately, have fallen in vain. That was until two women came along, the king of curses instantly took a disliking of the idea of women -- two regardless standing up to him. But he somewhat liked the idea of women rising up to challenge him. One of them noticed that something was off when she watches from afar that the king of curses had unknowingly developed feelings for the other, she hoped her friend would notice this as well but little to her knowledge, she did. On that fateful day, everything changed. Now as a teenager and young sorcerer in training, she is caught in the crossfire when curses like Ryomen Sukuna crosses into her life once again, creating unknown emotions that comes natural to her. But in the end, there will always be a price to pay. Does she have what it takes to face it all.

Long ago in the golden age of jujutsu sorcerers, before he was known as the "King of Curses" Ryoumen Sukuna once loved a woman who came from Sakurai Clan, their love was forbidden as he was a cursed spirit and she was a sorceress heir meant to lead the clan. ... ... ... This is story is just imagination of mine and I decided to write it all what's inside my head, All the original characters belong to Akutami Gege the author of jujutsu kaisen, also the story cover is not mine, it belongs to the rightful owner.