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Domestic retired Levihan (they sacrificed their remaining braincells to the war)
Original: Way of the House Husband manga
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junior high is so goofy but I do love it a lot
(I also always forget how fun it is to draw in super simplified styles I haven't felt so chill drawing in ages!)
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credits to @hoannne for the titan costume idea!
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A levihan version of 'A whisker away'
Levi sunrise—attack!
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little late but happy 2nd bday to the comic that started bean levihan :D
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Hello! I hope you’re doing great. I haven’t seen you in a long time in my dash, but I remember reading your Kiss the drummer fic and later this year we got Hange’s official art as a drummer and later we had Hange playing sax haha. Hange’s a jazz/blues person is canon at this point.
omg always happy to hear when people like that fic bc it’s one of my favs 😌 jazz or BUST (if u haven’t listened to the band Snarky Puppy, check out the groundUP or Lingus albums. imagine Hange being a drummer for those tracks 🤩
actually kinda feelin the levihan m00d again, it’s been awhile! thanks for popping in!
#now if my dang schedule would let up maybe i can indulge in some levihan#longtime overdue 😭#yo would anyone else be feelin levihan au for everything everywhere all at once??#ask#anon#kiss the drummer
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His Achilles Heel
- a levihan drabble
“We’re in.”
Warm light greeted them at the entrance, twinkling calmly off the crystal chandeliers. As the tall, wooden doors closed softly behind them, Levi clutched his elbow tighter over Nanaba’s arm. Together, they stepped forward carefully into the gigantic anteroom, the dazzling lights nearly blinding them. As their eyes adjusted, they saw a double winding staircase meeting together at the top, creating an arch—a gateway into the giant ballroom filled with people, all wearing glittering masks, making the room even brighter.
Laughter and smiles surrounded them, and Nanaba’s eyes sparkled at the sight—the sheer beauty of the room could make anyone’s jaw drop.
But not for Levi—it was eyes and mind on the mission, as always.
Nanaba had crushed the heel of her silver stiletto into Levi’s foot.
“Ow, what the hell?!”
“Lighten up, will ya?” she muttered under her breath, Levi answering her with a scowl.
As they turned the corner, they put on their masks for the masquerade ball, blending into the crowd before splitting ways. Intel Miche had gathered for them over the past week indicated which security guards to tail, which ones had keys to the library upstairs and to the wine cellar underneath them all. Levi and Nanaba nodded before disappearing into the crowd.
Levi weaves his way through, his jaw clenching as he pushes by dozens of people, smell of strong perfume and cologne overwhelming his senses. He knew his target guard would be by in just a few minutes so he took the time to gather in his surroundings. He observed a few guards to his right, and had no sign of the dreaded enemy yet, the host and owner of this very mansion, Zeke Yeager. All appeared well and according to plan so far, yet he felt the hairs behind his neck stand right up—the sensation he was being watched.
Levi knew better than to ignore his intuition, and decided to make his way out of the crowd into a quieter hallway, and into the shadows he went. He felt his heart beat faster and took a deep breath. As he crept quietly, the sounds of whispers took him by surprise. Inching forward, Levi peered around the corner, squinting to see the reflection of the next hallway over on the decorative vase nearby.
His heart stopped as he saw the flash of blonde hair—Zeke. Levi ducked back around the corner and suddenly the whispers stopped. Sweat beaded on his brow as steps echoed down the hall toward him, and he kept his nerves at bay as he reached his hand into his pocket, fingers quietly gripping the rough handle of his knife.
All of a sudden, a flash of gold swept past him, a subtle glint of light before him reflecting off lenses of wire rimmed glasses. Levi was so caught aback by her swiftness that he did not even react—how did a human being even get all the way back hear without him hearing it, let alone here right in front of him. As she paused to listen to Zeke’s footsteps, she turned to Levi, her bright but sure gaze staring intently into his, a look that for whatever reason made his heart thump harder in his chest, nerves no longer at bay. She clearly wasn’t on Zeke’s side, thankfully, but Levi definitely didn’t recognize her. With caution, Levi kept his guard but did not fight her.
With a bright and cheery voice that did not match the seriousness in her eyes, this person loudly spoke for Zeke and whoever his fellow henchman was to hear—“Wow, fancy seeing you here again!”
Her ruse didn’t seem to make the footsteps stop. Actually, it sounded as though they started to hurry faster towards the two of them.
The music in the ballroom grew in volume, drowning out the sound in the entire building, making it impossible to know how close Zeke would be. Gritting his teeth, Levi prepared for the worst. With hearing gone, the rest of his senses heightened. First he relied on his eyes, waiting to see movement on the rug below to know how close Zeke could be. He slipped the knife out from his pocket—he couldn’t kill him but something had to happen before his cover would be blown.
Before he could pounce forward a hand grabbed him by the waist. He completely forgot he wasn’t alone. Knife still in hand, Levi spun around by the force and suddenly he felt warmth reach his lips. Glasses pushed up against him, their noses squished clumsily as he was held in a kiss, his hands losing strength—music too loud to hear his knife clatter to the floor, he closed his eyes and the two of them seemed to melt into the party, nothing else on Levi’s mind but the sense of weird safety in that moment.
It felt as though time stopped—but within 2 seconds Levi came back to his senses.
A kiss, something so absurd as a hail mary attempt at distraction, the oldest one in the book. Cracking open his eyes just enough to see, he watched Zeke’s face go red, turning sideways, the looks of the words “sorry, excuse me” on his lips, as he whipped around to walk away hurriedly, shaking his head.
For good measure he held on for another few seconds, before finally breaking away, shoving himself free. All he could do but scream at her, his face hot in anger and her idea of staying under cover, keeping their identities safe from the enemy.
He watched her figure, unable to hear her laughter, but watched her shaking as she giggled, her tall figure clothed in a gold, shimmering gown, her slender arms hugging herself before she could fall over in laughter. Wiping the tears away she smiled at him, Levi only able to give her a confused look, trying hard to make the blush on his face look like it was a result of anger rather than embarrassment.
With that she laughed again, but then rushed away up the stairs. Levi chased after her—she must have been going where he needed to go, and he couldn’t let her.
He ran, almost loosing his way through the maze of corridors, until he found the room, already cracked open. He barged in, closing the door behind him, his back leaning against it. His ears rang, adjusting to the sudden quietness of the room, the music and partying now drowned out behind the closed door.
“What the HELL was that? And who are you??”
She stopped rummaging through boxes for a second and looked up.
“Oh good to see you finally caught up!” she said with a smile and quickly turned back to work.
“Hey, I’m talking to you!” Levi lunged forward, grabbing her by the inside of her elbow and pulling her away from the exact boxes he was supposed to be finding top secret documents from.
She quickly fixed her glasses and frowned at him.
“Relax, Shorty!”
“What the hell did you just call me—“
“Shorty! Yaknow, cuz you’re pretty short!” She laughed at the upset look on his face. “The name’s Hange! So you can let go of me now!”
He reached to his pocket only to find it empty.
“Calm down, Shorty! Erwin sent me.”
“W-what??” Levi exclaimed.
“He sent me in, supposed to come assist the famous Levi, who knew! He rambled about how our fighting styles might be compatible, and wanted to test it out, blah blah blah—you know much the guy could ramble.”
She went back to sifting through boxes.
“Figured I’d come up with another way out of that situation so you wouldn’t have to stab our target with that knife and blow our cover!”
She chuckled at the memory—“You’re knife’s over there in the corner, by the way! Seems like you forgot all about it once you got the chance to kiss someone. What a cute Achilles heel, huh!”
Levi grimaced at the statement, and went to grab his knife neatly placed on the corner table. He swept his thumb gently across the engraved “K. A.” on the handle.
“Who knew a kiss by humble ol’ Hange Zoe could completely shut down the formidable Levi Ackerman!”
Levi sighed. He could not imagine working on another case with her, but knowing Erwin, he was probably already assigned to missions in the near future. He shook his head and joined next to her to help dig for the papers they came to retrieve.
#levihan#sorry it’s been a million years since i’ve written a drabble lmao#hope it’s readable#i literally would write bits of these while lying in bed falling asleep like i am rn ☠️#so like good luck reading LOL#levihan fanfic#levihan drabble
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you say blanket fort and I say reference to that little jeff&annie moment (at 4:03!) @unknowngreatness
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“Titans really are… incredible.”
Hanji Zoe - 14th Commander of the Survery Corps
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EVERYTHING EVERYWHERE ALL AT ONCE
2022, dir. Dan Kwan, Daniel Scheinert
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Slow dancing ~ <3
#levihans#my hc is that levihan would slow dance together some nights while everyone in the barracks was asleep 😭
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