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“Gah. Fucking Amy, piece of shit...”
You walked into your home only to hear your boyfriend muttering obscenities under his breath while working on some project at the table. What had got him so riled up? Usually it’d take him a bit of frustration before he started dropping f-bombs.
You dropped your bag on the chair closest to you once exiting the hallway. “Hey babe, what’s up?”
He turned around to look at you. “Back from work already? I thought you said you’d be back at five.”
“It is five.”
“Oh.” He spun back around and continued to work.
You stepped closer to him and leaned to the side to take a glance over his shoulder. What the fuck was he doing? Was he putting glitter in an envelope? What could that possibly amount to? Levi hated glitter. ‘Too much mess’ he said. So why was he currently forcing multiple containers of it into that tiny little envelope?
“So... what you doing?”
“Putting glitter in an envelope,” he simply responded.
“You don’t say. What’s it for?”
“That bitch, Amy.”
Ah, Amy. She was your neighbour from down the street a fair ways. She had invited you to some party Levi wanted nothing to do with and didn’t even have the decency to offer him some weed for all his trouble.
You and Levi... you weren’t exactly what the neighbourhood knew as a friendly couple. Levi had been infamous for being a thug that smoked too much, while you left in the early hours of the morning to return late in the evening, and no one even knew what your job was.
Simply put, a thief and a thug living in the prissy rich part of town rubbed off badly on everyone – you included.
Amy was some wealthy patron who kept trying to get you involved in their activities. Neither of you were interested, but she was too persistent for you to want to put up with. A lot of the time, she practically harassed you until you said yes. Her house was nice, sure, but it was full of bratty kids and snobby assholes. You hated every second you spent in that damned hellhole – and she kept inviting you over.
But no more. Levi was going to get revenge on her, sweet, sweet revenge.
Amy thought, for some inexplicable reason, that she wanted to invite you and Levi to her wedding. Her fourth wedding. Levi took the invitation and the envelope it came in and decided he was going to send it back. You’d be damned if either of you set foot in a church.
But he couldn’t just send it back without a gift of apology now, could he? So he hatched the perfect plan.
“Glitter?” you asked.
“Yes, it’s fucking perfect.”
You pinched the bridge of your nose. “Levi, we’re criminals. Can’t we just beat her up and take her shit?”
“No, that’s mediocre. We’re not mediocre thugs anymore now; [First], we’re living the high life where even the shit smells like flowers.” He clicked his tongue in annoyance. “We gotta play this smart. All professional and whatever.”
“And you think glitter is playing it smart?”
“Think about it, [First]. Aren’t you supposed to be the smart-ass?” He shook his head. “Glitter is a fucking abomination. It’s like the goddamn herpes of the crafting world. We put this shit between the card, she pulls the card out, glitter goes everywhere. She’ll be finding that shit in her house for weeks.”
You laughed at his plan. You couldn’t deny it was a pretty good one. “Alright, but what if the glitter gets in her eyes, she goes blind, then she tries to press charges?”
“Heh.”
The corner of your lip quirked upwards. “Okay, I hear you. Fuck it, let’s do this.”
“I’m so going down on you later,” he remarked, evidently pleased that you had decided to join him in his wicked endeavours.
“Yeah, yeah, focus on the glitter. We don’t want to be the ones with glitter all over ourselves.”
Levi heeded your words and turned his undivided attention to the remaining container of glitter he had yet to pour in. You watched intently as the tip of his tongue poked out from behind his lips. He only ever did that when he was working on something really strenuous.
Occasionally you’d flirt with him silently, sending him alluring gazes or running your tongue slowly, teasingly over your lips. He hated it when you did that. He never should’ve told you his plans for you later on, because now you’d just be so wrapped up in that idea that you’d tantalise him until he caved in.
Miraculously, he managed to resist your advances long enough to finish the job.
After you posted the letter in her mailbox, you had a round – or seven – of celebratory sex.
After you witnessed her reaction two days later, you had another five.
Lying in bed, satisfied with your well thought-out prank, you wondered on just how far you could go with this. It had been a week since then, and Amy had all but deemed you a lost cause. There was just no getting through to you, and after the glitter incident, she had no more patience.
You stretched your arms over your head and rested against the board. “Hey, Levi,” you spoke.
“Mh?”
“That glitter prank we pulled... Don’t you think about how far we could take this?”
He shrugged. “Not really, why?”
“Amy hates our guts now because of it. Imagine how many people would pay us just to send envelopes full of glitter to people they hate.” You smiled at the idea. “We could make so much money.”
Levi opened his mouth to reply, then stopped. He thought for a moment. A long moment. You had just hatched a brilliant scheme, and Levi had been contemplating the ways that you could optimise the results.
“We’ll need a website. Got any idea how to code?”
You walked into your home only to hear your boyfriend muttering obscenities under his breath while working on some project at the table. What had got him so riled up? Usually it’d take him a bit of frustration before he started dropping f-bombs.
You dropped your bag on the chair closest to you once exiting the hallway. “Hey babe, what’s up?”
He turned around to look at you. “Back from work already? I thought you said you’d be back at five.”
“It is five.”
“Oh.” He spun back around and continued to work.
You stepped closer to him and leaned to the side to take a glance over his shoulder. What the fuck was he doing? Was he putting glitter in an envelope? What could that possibly amount to? Levi hated glitter. ‘Too much mess’ he said. So why was he currently forcing multiple containers of it into that tiny little envelope?
“So... what you doing?”
“Putting glitter in an envelope,” he simply responded.
“You don’t say. What’s it for?”
“That bitch, Amy.”
Ah, Amy. She was your neighbour from down the street a fair ways. She had invited you to some party Levi wanted nothing to do with and didn’t even have the decency to offer him some weed for all his trouble.
You and Levi... you weren’t exactly what the neighbourhood knew as a friendly couple. Levi had been infamous for being a thug that smoked too much, while you left in the early hours of the morning to return late in the evening, and no one even knew what your job was.
Simply put, a thief and a thug living in the prissy rich part of town rubbed off badly on everyone – you included.
Amy was some wealthy patron who kept trying to get you involved in their activities. Neither of you were interested, but she was too persistent for you to want to put up with. A lot of the time, she practically harassed you until you said yes. Her house was nice, sure, but it was full of bratty kids and snobby assholes. You hated every second you spent in that damned hellhole – and she kept inviting you over.
But no more. Levi was going to get revenge on her, sweet, sweet revenge.
Amy thought, for some inexplicable reason, that she wanted to invite you and Levi to her wedding. Her fourth wedding. Levi took the invitation and the envelope it came in and decided he was going to send it back. You’d be damned if either of you set foot in a church.
But he couldn’t just send it back without a gift of apology now, could he? So he hatched the perfect plan.
“Glitter?” you asked.
“Yes, it’s fucking perfect.”
You pinched the bridge of your nose. “Levi, we’re criminals. Can’t we just beat her up and take her shit?”
“No, that’s mediocre. We’re not mediocre thugs anymore now; [First], we’re living the high life where even the shit smells like flowers.” He clicked his tongue in annoyance. “We gotta play this smart. All professional and whatever.”
“And you think glitter is playing it smart?”
“Think about it, [First]. Aren’t you supposed to be the smart-ass?” He shook his head. “Glitter is a fucking abomination. It’s like the goddamn herpes of the crafting world. We put this shit between the card, she pulls the card out, glitter goes everywhere. She’ll be finding that shit in her house for weeks.”
You laughed at his plan. You couldn’t deny it was a pretty good one. “Alright, but what if the glitter gets in her eyes, she goes blind, then she tries to press charges?”
“Heh.”
The corner of your lip quirked upwards. “Okay, I hear you. Fuck it, let’s do this.”
“I’m so going down on you later,” he remarked, evidently pleased that you had decided to join him in his wicked endeavours.
“Yeah, yeah, focus on the glitter. We don’t want to be the ones with glitter all over ourselves.”
Levi heeded your words and turned his undivided attention to the remaining container of glitter he had yet to pour in. You watched intently as the tip of his tongue poked out from behind his lips. He only ever did that when he was working on something really strenuous.
Occasionally you’d flirt with him silently, sending him alluring gazes or running your tongue slowly, teasingly over your lips. He hated it when you did that. He never should’ve told you his plans for you later on, because now you’d just be so wrapped up in that idea that you’d tantalise him until he caved in.
Miraculously, he managed to resist your advances long enough to finish the job.
After you posted the letter in her mailbox, you had a round – or seven – of celebratory sex.
After you witnessed her reaction two days later, you had another five.
Lying in bed, satisfied with your well thought-out prank, you wondered on just how far you could go with this. It had been a week since then, and Amy had all but deemed you a lost cause. There was just no getting through to you, and after the glitter incident, she had no more patience.
You stretched your arms over your head and rested against the board. “Hey, Levi,” you spoke.
“Mh?”
“That glitter prank we pulled... Don’t you think about how far we could take this?”
He shrugged. “Not really, why?”
“Amy hates our guts now because of it. Imagine how many people would pay us just to send envelopes full of glitter to people they hate.” You smiled at the idea. “We could make so much money.”
Levi opened his mouth to reply, then stopped. He thought for a moment. A long moment. You had just hatched a brilliant scheme, and Levi had been contemplating the ways that you could optimise the results.
“We’ll need a website. Got any idea how to code?”
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Levi x Reader Dream Guy (Modern AU) {Part 8}
Me and Levi sat at the dining table at breakfast, consuming the waffles that I made with different fruits and sauces on top.
"You can go home today," I spoke after swallowing the last of the sweet food. "Hanji will be back later. And I'm going out with Petra and Historia in about an hour, so you can go earlier."
"Okay."
"Why do you sound so sad? Are you going to miss me?"
"Tch." He rolled his eyes before taking a sip of his tea. "You wish, darlin'. The only thing I'm going to miss is annoying you."
"You still somehow annoy me every day even if you're not here. I'm glad you're going."
"Mhm. You can keep on lying to yourself."
I scoffed.
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Fairytale (Cop!Levi x Cop!Fem!Reader) (AU)
Chapter 2: Operation Sex Appeal
Warning: Might Contain Swearing
|Levi's POV|
What the hell is wrong with that annoying brat? Doesn't she know how to talk to her superiors? I can't understand how Smith says that she is one of their top 'men'. Either she is a hidden batman or the ones that she has caught were such idiots that they let her catch them. There is no other explanation. And why did Eyebrows have to pair me with her? Does he want us to blow up the department? I swear if she is being a bitch while we are working in the case, I'll personally put her behind bars! Though I have to admit that I a
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With every step he took, I slowly felt the tension rise and awkwardly stood there, slurping on my iced drink.
"Eren, you know Levi. And, these two are Isabel and Farlan," I announced and gestured to introduce themselves.
"Hi, Eren!" the hyper girl smiled.
"Nice to meet you," the more composed, blonde male replied.
As those three spoke, I stood opposite Levi.
"Looks like we ended up going bowling after all," I smiled, easing the tension.
"Is your argument with Eren over?"
"I guess, yeah... Anyway, it's my turn now. What lane are you on?"
"We're a few lanes apart. Make sure you don't cry if you miss me too much, darlin'."
I playfully r
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saw this one post on tumblr where these people send glitter to whoever u hate and the whole fucking thing gave me such a goddamn levi vibe that i had to write something for it.
good day.
good day.
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For such a high flying criminal, Levi is so God damn childish and I love it