Can Someone Write A Jean Fic Based On Mr Perfectly Fine By The Queen Taylor Swift Pls I Just Got This

can someone write a jean fic based on mr perfectly fine by the queen taylor swift pls i just got this idea 😩🙏

this is what i really needed tonight. it hurt so good i may or may not have cried (i definitely did)

Tell me I’ve been lied to

Levi Ackerman x reader

Requested by @minheoly “Levi soulmate au where levi doesn't want a soulmate and rejects his soulmate and she dies and only after does he realise how much he needed her (angst pls)”

A/N- uh...thanks for making me cry while writing this :): but no really, I hope you like it!!

Warning- talks of death, violence, blood, angst!!! Spoilers for 4x14

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There was never time. It was always one thing, or the other.

But it was expected, you were soldiers risking your lives all the time, never knowing if a certain expedition would be your last. Everyone knew that too much attachment wasn’t a good idea. He especially knew that.

So you never had high hopes that Levi would give into these undeniable feelings, to the unmistakable connection you both shared, after all it was written in the stars, you were fated soulmates. But still you had the tiniest sliver of hope that he’d at least acknowledge that fact. It would’ve made things easier and much better. But he...didn’t.

He never tried to accept what was written in the stars.

*SOMETIME BEFORE*

“Levi, can we talk?” You ask by the doorway of his room, watching as he didn’t stop doing his tasks around his room. He only briefly looked at you over his shoulder to let you know that he acknowledged your presence.

“I have some time.” He says over his shoulder before he looks back at what he was doing, “come in.”

You hesitate for a brief second that you begin to regret walking in to try and talk to him, but as you remind yourself, as you push the topic you wanted to talk about inside your head, you just nervously hit the door with your knuckles before you step inside.

“What did you want to talk about?” He queries.

“I,” you sigh as you walk in and stand by the end of his bed frame. “Want to talk about,” you pause and continue watching him with his attention wavered around his room, it frustrates you, you could feel the feeling begin to boil at the pit of your stomach, but you don’t express it yet. You let him continue cleaning his already spotless room. “...Us,” you finish.

Levi still doesn’t face you, you notice that he briefly stiffens as he pauses what he was doing only for the slightest second. And surprisingly he answers. “Us? What do you mean by that?”

“I just,” you clear your throat and take two steps towards him. “...mean about our connection,”

It was hard bringing it up, the fact that you were considered soulmates, the undeniable feelings you knew you both felt. The way your heart felt so at peace when you were with him, the way every single color this world was filled with was brighter and more beautiful, the way worry felt so minuscule being with him because he made you feel safe. Knowing Levi was okay brought you so much comfort, seeing him even if it was just for a second out of the entire day made your heart burst and brought you solace.

Those feelings had felt so strange at first, when you first made eye contact on the first time you met on your first day in the Scout Regiment. But they also made complete and utter sense.

“I know,” you continue as you keep your eyes on the back of his head, “you feel it too. And I’m tired of pretending it’s not there, I want to embrace it, not push it away.” You reach for his shoulder, but just as your fingers could touch the material of his suit jacket, he turns to finally face you, his face as usual, completely nonchalant. You didn’t mind it before, but today you wanted to see at least one reaction twitch on his face, one reaction show through his blue eyes.

“I know that with what we do it brings risks, but I don’t care,” you continue once you note his silence, slowly beginning to reach for his hand this time. “I can’t hold what I feel back anymore. I want to be with you, like it’s meant to be.” The corner of your lips twitch, but you don’t smile as you notice his gaze remained hard, and his lips stayed in that straight line until he parted his lips to finally speak.

“Y/N,” he sighs, “I can’t feel what you do. I can’t lie to you and say I want it too, because I don’t.”

You blink and drop your hand back to your side, stepping back and feeling your lips slowly drop into a deep and saddened frown.

Levi keeps his eyes on yours and no single expression flickers through them. He remains serious.

“I can’t return your feelings, I can’t run the risks you so easily want to disregard.” He continues, unknowingly, or knowingly stabbing your heart—you drop your gaze and look at the clean wooden floor to focus on the sound of the rain pattering on the window for a brief second, as you try to fight the urge to not let your eyes well up with tears. It was a hard task but you were keeping your ground for now.

“I’m sorry,” he says in a tone that you felt was different from the previous one he was using just moments ago. “But I can’t. I don’t want to.”

Your lips part, and your eyes sting ten times worse as the need to cry even burns your throat. Levi notices, he sees your eyes still focused on the ground, and your fists curled into tight shaking fists, the silence that now overcame you, but he doesn’t do anything to comfort you. He can’t even if he wanted to.

Instead he remains nonchalant, or at least he keeps with that act. “So if you don’t have anything to add to our mission plans, then I’ll see you at the meeting. I have things to do.”

“Right,” you nod slowly, feeling yourself drown in disbelief and an overwhelming sadness. “Okay.”

Without even daring to look at him, you hurryingly storm out the room, but stay behind his door as you close it behind you. You just needed to stop, to try and compose yourself there before anyone saw you. But a soft cry escaped your lips before you could attempt to stop it, and unknowingly Levi had heard it as he had walked to stand by his door, knowing you hadn’t walked off.

He fought the urge to not walk out to stop you crying, to comfort you. It was difficult, but he managed it, he forced himself anyway.

Just like you forced yourself to walk away and not look back.

But maybe he should have just tried.

~

It had happened so suddenly and unexpectedly, the way he had impaled your own blade into your stomach. It could’ve been avoided if you had simply ignored his plea for help, but he had proven to be trustworthy in that month Levi and you had been looking out after him; Zeke Yeager. But that was your downfall, thinking he was a friend because the person you really wanted to talk to didn’t talk to you about anything else besides your work.

Now you were lying on the grass limp and cold, bleeding out and having to hear the commotion going around you without being able to do a thing. Having to see as one of the Titans Zeke had turned with just his scream, was trying to get a hold of you, it’s grubby hands inching closer, and closer until you watched them get swiftly cut off before it’s life came to a quick end. Not so long after, after feeling the dust the crashing body had blown your way, came Levi, his face contorted into anger and disbelief. He crouched down beside you and his eyes moved quickly as he tried to grasp what was happening.

“Just,” he spoke quietly, “just stay awake okay? Don’t you dare close your eyes on me while I try to recapture this asshole, okay?”

Without much of a choice, you nod in agreement, noticing his hesitance to leave you for even just those couple of minutes he needed to bring back Zeke. But he had to, so he did, leaving you to only be able to look at the tall green trees that grew far into the sky, because if you even lowered your eyes just a bit, you’d see the blade sticking out of your body. And that would make what you knew was slowly happening painful.

Painful in a way that it'd hurt your soul. Because pain otherwise, you already felt deeply.

So you had to look at the sky that was slowly getting invaded by dark clouds and slowly covering away the blue sky. That’s where you only let yourself think of Levi as you felt yourself drifting off, and felt the pain less and less by each passing second—you thought of the way he made you feel the first time you saw him, that exact moment your eyes met each other's and everything set right into place. A half of you finally connected. A half of you that you didn’t know was missing until the day you met him.

Until the day you met each other.

It was such a beautiful day that day. Even if he never accepted what you were to each other, you still thought of it, and him as the best thing that’s ever to you in your life.

That’s the last thought you’d think of as you passed away waiting for Levi to return. It was a peaceful and beautiful thought that left a small smile on your face. A smile he couldn’t accept as he returned to you just a few seconds too late.

“Come on, y/n,” he mutters as he cradles your body. “Come on, come on.” He presses his ear against your chest and waits to hear your heart with his breath held in. But as he waits, as his body screams at him to breathe again, he hears nothing but the sound of his own heartbeat pounding in his ears. “No.” He finally breathed out, relieving his lungs of that anguish. “No. Come on.” Levi lifts his head to look at you and stroke your cheek as he’s unable to accept the truth in front of him. After all, he's seen death many times. He knew what it looked like, but he couldn’t accept it. It was harder to do so with you.

“Hey,” he whispers softly, “hey.” He moves to sit down with his arms still cradling your lifeless body. “You’re alright, you’ll be okay.” His eyes searched yours as they became cloudy with tears, and that’s when he finally let himself think how beautiful you were, how you really completed him and filled this half of him.

“Please,” he cried softly, “please. Y/N? Come on, I’m sorry, I am. Please. Don’t leave me. Hey...not you.” He continues to stroke your cheek as he presses his forehead against yours to continue talking to you. “I need you...” he pauses and inhales shakily, feeling more tears stream down his cheeks.

Levi exhales deeply and shakily once more before he continues with the same kind and breaking voice. “I do, I do want to be with you, so you have to stay with me, you have to keep living. Breathe for me…” he pulls back and once again looks into your eyes.

But this time he accepts the truth. Slowly, but he does even if he doesn’t want to. Even if that meant accepting that a part of him was now gone, that he now felt completely empty.

“I’m sorry,” he cries one last time. “I’m sorry I didn’t accept you before, I'm sorry.” He sniffles and moves his hand to slowly close your eyes, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss on your lips before he pressed his forehead against yours one last time, hugging you tighter than ever before.

“I love you.” He whispers for the first and last time.

aot actor au canon 😌

New art by Isayama

i cant believe im really learning french now

what, with all due respect, the absolute fuck

why is my obsession with attack on titan osts resurfacing so painfully 😀