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I was tame, I was gentle 'til the circus life made me mean

"Don't you worry, folks, we took out all her teeth"

Who's afraid of little old me?

Well, you should be

( nothing special just somth i drew while thinking about TS new album …. It was suppose to have a second slide but i got tired so here it is 🫶🏻)

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

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You learn something new every day, huh.

I know I've said it before but every rewatch I do cements this thought further - elijah wood's performance in LOTR is absolutely insane, they really had a character whose name means "wise by experience", hired an 18-year-old to do it, and he delivered so much that not only is it a beautiful and moving role on its own, it's a performance equal to those of the absolute powerhouses he played side by side with like ian holm and ian mckellen. to name just a few

Long Time No See

Day 2: Birds

Rating: G

Word Count: 1 579

Canon Divergence. Kind of angsty, post-rumbling oneshot where Hange and Levi are in different places. You're asking why Levi isn't in Marley but is back on Paradis Island? Well, it's more romantic to have an entire ocean between them. That's why haha. 🤓

The rays of sun that had been streaming through the window traveled the entire time Hange sat at her desk. Ten minutes into her task, the sun began to spill into the room, and half an hour later, the light was reflecting uncomfortably off her lenses.

There was only a small patch of light on her desk’s surface now, right next to her writing hand. She paused for a moment, running her finger over its uneven edges, making the circles smaller and smaller until she reached the centre.

Levi wouldn’t have liked this hot weather; she was certain of that. The temperatures always rose around noon and continued climbing in the afternoon sun, but she had already grown accustomed to everything feeling like a morgue. No one voluntarily set foot outside in the scorching heat, and having a siesta was a very common practice around here.

No, Levi definitely wouldn’t have liked this place.

Her current task of writing a letter to him wasn’t easy. It had been a long time since they'd last seen each other, and so much had happened. She longed to tell him everything—what she had seen, what she had experienced, and how much she missed him. More than she allowed herself to admit.

It took her several attempts, but eventually, she finished the letter - being torn between pouring out her heart to him and reassuring him that she was doing fine - and then packed away her writing things.

Hange had already visited the excavation site in the morning, and in a few hours, she was going to meet the archaeologists overseeing the current project. She had so many questions for them and was very excited—something she hadn’t hesitated to share with Levi, even though she knew he didn’t understand half of what she was saying.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, four-eyes,” was something he always used to say to her whenever she overwhelmed him with yet another gush of words. “But if it makes you happy, I’m okay.”

She knew what he meant. He had said it to her directly on the last day they’d spent together, about four months ago.

“I’ll be fine, stop thinking that I won’t be,” Levi had said to her after she had repeatedly asked him if he’d be alright. She had already shed a few silent tears, the prospect of not having him around for the unforeseen future already starting to feel heavy. But she also knew that she couldn’t stay; she had to see what was out there, had to absorb everything until her thirst for the world was exhausted.

When that would be, she didn’t know; she was going to take a trip back to Paradis Island in about eight months and see how things were then. What she did know was that her moment of going home hadn’t arrived yet. There were still things she needed to do.

“If you’re happy, then I’m happy. You need to understand that, idiot.” He always liked calling her that, but he brushed away a tear that had started to roll down her cheek with a tenderness that showed her what he truly meant. The following morning, she set out on her journey, always keeping those last exchanged words in mind.

A lot of things had happened since then.

In the evening, Hange stepped outside to the patio of the place she was staying and entered the makeshift loft she always set up at every new location. There was no postal service between Paradis Island and Marley, so she’d had to come up with another way to keep in touch with Levi.

Three grey birds sat on a bar in the wooden shelter, and as soon as they saw her, one flew onto her shoulder, cooing softly into her ear.

They were homing pigeons, already trained, which she had taken with her the day she left Paradis Island. Despite the ocean lying between them, they would always find their way back home, offering her a limited yet safe chance to reach out to Levi.

It was somewhat bittersweet, though, knowing he wouldn’t be able to send a letter in return. For the birds, home would always be the island, and that was the only place their instincts would lead them. There would be no way for her to learn how he was, or if he was doing alright. But in that moment, the thought that the letter would reach him was enough. For both of them.

“I don’t really write much anyway,” Levi had reassured her when she first shared the idea with him. “If I know what you’re up to, I’m good. So, you know… don’t hold yourself back. I’ll read everything.”

Hange poured a mixture of seeds and grains into the small feeding trough, holding up a handful to the pigeon still perched on her shoulder. Its feathers were soft and smooth as she gently stroked its chest, waiting for it to finish. The bird pecked at her now-empty hand before flying back to join its two companions at the trough.

In the evening, when she returned from her outing with the archaeologists, she rolled up the letter she had written and stuck it into a small tube. She screwed the lid to close it, making sure it sat firm, and then attached a cord to the roll.

Her fingers shook slightly as she looked down at the securely packed letter in her hands. What would his reaction be? Would it be a sign of hope for him, or would it bring memories and heavy thoughts? She didn’t know, and she probably never would. She wouldn’t be there when it reached him.

Overwhelmed by her seething emotions, she quickly pressed the roll to her forehead, closing her eyes. Please, let this reach you in good health, she thought, as if willing those words to imprint themselves onto the letter. Then, she lowered the roll to her mouth. “I miss you,” she whispered, pressing it softly against her lips.

When her hand hovered over her chest, she struggled to find the right words. Nothing seemed enough to express what she was feeling in that moment, so pressed the letter to her heart and took a deep breath, allowing herself to feel the weight of the emotions that flooded her.

The following morning, as soon as the sun rose, Hange went into the loft to feed the pigeons. She waited until Evangeline, the bird she had named and chosen as the first messenger, had finished her food before she eventually reached for her. Gently stroking its back and tickling its chest, the grey bird settled comfortably on her lap, twinkling its eyes.

“I’m gonna miss you, you know?” she said when the bird lifted its head and turned it around to her, its black eyes open again. “But you can be happy, because you’re finally going home.”

An hour later, Hange stood at the shore, clutching the pigeon close to her chest. It didn’t move, as if sensing the turmoil she was going through, waiting patiently. The breeze was fresh, ruffling both her hair and the bird’s plumage, and in the distance, she could hear the cries of a few seagulls.

She had taken off her shoes and rolled up her pant legs, wading a few steps into the water, trying to close the distance between Levi and herself. If everything went well, the pigeon would reach the other side of the sea in five hours, and another two before it found him.

“Tell him I’m okay, will you?” she murmured to the pigeon, lifting it in front of her face. It cocked its head, blinking a few times before letting out a coo that, to her, sounded something like yes.

She took this as a sign, giving the bird one last encouraging pat and making sure the small roll was securely fastened to its back. Then, she finally released it into the air, her heart caught between hope and a bittersweet ache as she watched it spread its wings with a soft rustle.

“Safe travels, Evangeline.”

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It was late afternoon by the time Levi made his way home. The wheels of his wheelchair ran smoothly over the levelled ground, making it easy for him to move forward. He was already looking forward to a good cup of tea and the newspaper he hadn’t been able to finish in the morning, and the ache in his muscles reminded him that he needed to take things a little slower now.

He had almost reached the front porch when a shadow suddenly fell over him. He looked up at the cloudless sky, squinting against the sun. A bird was flying back and forth above him, but it didn’t look like the eagle he had spotted a few days ago.

It flew closer, and to his surprise, it approached the loft next to their house—the one Hange had built a little over a year ago. His eyebrows shot up as the bird, which he could now identify as a pigeon, landed on the small platform at the top of the shelter before disappearing inside.

A small smile tugged at his lips as the realisation of what had just happened began to sink in. If he was being honest, he’d had his doubts—not about her skills, of course, but about the pigeon’s reliability. But it seemed that, after all, it had worked out.

“Long time no see, Hange.”

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Note: I am not a pigeon expert lol, but the internet told me its average flying speed is 80-95 kilometres/hour, and with the distance between Marley and Paradis Island apparently being 400 kilometres, and the assumption that Levi isn't living directly at the shore... that's where my numbers come from. I have no idea if it's realistic at all, but if it isn't... let's just call it creative freedom haha. I did learn a lot of homing pigeons today, we'll see if that knowledge might be useful some day 🕊

Neither enemies to lovers nor slow burn but a secret third thing called Schrödinger's intimacy. We are in love and we are not in love do NOT open that lid I swear to God.

me and the mutuals discussing themes and motifs

Tadanobu Asano for Shōgun 82nd Golden Globes, Best Supporting Actor in a Series, Limited Series, Anthology Series, or Motion Picture Made for Television

satsuki92 Levihan fanfic masterlist

I know the list is rudimentary at best, but I thought I'd at least compile it all in one place... if any of it interests you, happy reading and I hope you enjoy :)

And of course, please mind the rating and tags of each fic.

(updated on 26th May 2025)

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Multi-chaptered fics

📖 Lessons (read it on ao3)

Rating: Teen and Up | 9 chapters | Ongoing WIP

Summary:

Levi, is enrolled into some upskilling computer skills course, against his will. He hates every minute of it, until a new teacher takes over the classes, and well, everything doesn’t seem so bad after all.

- Levihan, but make it a sort of student/teacher thing and age gap misunderstanding.

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📖 if only for tonight (read it on ao3)

Rating: Explicit | 7 chapters | completed

Summary:

A modern AU, ‘friends’ to ‘friends with benefits’ to ‘lovers’ shenanigans, or, the both of them being dumb idiots about each other.

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📖 Save it for later (read it on ao3)

Rating: Explicit | 22 chapters | completed

Summary:

Levi and Hange somehow formed a friendship during their medical school days that only deepened and stayed well into adulthood. Now, as they enter their 40s, the age where everything (particularly) career-wise seemed to have fallen into place, was there anything else amiss in their lives?

It's a friends to lovers' story, but for two adults well past the rosy blush of youth.

**Ongoing translation in Chinese - Mandarin, by the very sweet Bbangae ❤️ also available on ao3 here

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series of one shots

📖 things that are wanted and desired (read on ao3)

Rating: Teen and Up to Mature | 3 one shots | ongoing

Summary:

A series of random one shots, set in the Attack on Titan world. Each fic is a standalone, not linear in timeline, and of course, diverges from canon (Hange lives)

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📖 Ippon! (read it on ao3)

Rating: Teen and Up | 3 one shots | ongoing

Summary:

AU where Levi and Hange are high-school students in a Japanese high school AU. Levi shows up to school just to hit his attendance requirement and is a Judo athlete, while Hange is our ever brilliant top student and budding horticulturist.

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📖 like a shoebox of photographs with sepia-toned loving (read it on ao3)

Rating: Teen and Up to Mature | 6 one shots | sort-of completed

Summary:

AU where Levi co-owns and runs a cafe with his university friends. Hange is the newcomer in town, stumbling into his cafe one day... and well, they fall for each other.

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Standalone one shots

📖 Love Actually (read it on ao3)

Rating: Teen and Up

Summary:

It's the holidays, and New Year’s Eve. And of course, Levi spends it with Hange.

Were they friends? Yes.

Did he like her as more than a friend? Yes.

Does she know? No.

And is he going to do anything about it? No.

Well until... a little leftover Christmas and New Year magic, helps him along.

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📖 War and Peace (read it on ao3)

Rating: Teen and Up

Summary:

In which, Hange is a nurse and Levi is a soldier.

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Moblit x Pieck rarepair fic; a side-story, set within the universe of 'if only for tonight'

📕 bad but sweet (read it on ao3)

Rating: Teen and Up | One-shot

Summary:

Everyone around him is either married, or dating... Far too reserved and never really knowing what to do with the opposite gender, Moblit doesn't think he'll ever get to experience his own sweet love story, and that's fine with Moblit whose life is fulfilling and rich in other ways.

Until, well... until, Pieck Finger.

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