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Six OP Fanarts. Mihawk.

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I was being stupid by posting this in every social media except Tumblr and missed Levihan Week 2025 here… I forgot this…Sorry guys…😭

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@levihanfest This is a very spontaneous submission for the last, free day of Levihan Week 2025 😁 Crochet Levi had been lying arm- and hairless in my room for weeks, and a few days ago I decided to finally use this opportunity to finish him. XD

Then I dug out the little playground I got when I was five (I think), along with other stuff I collected over the years and never threw out. 😂 Below the cut, you'll find a few pictures from a Levihan playdate - enjoy! 😆

[The lighting might not be the best as a thunderstorm was coming in as I started taking the pictures xD]

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LeviHanWeek2025-Day 8

✨Free Day

“Taking a break from mischief” 😈🐈‍⬛🦝

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Thanks to the amazing mods for organizing this event and reuniting our lovely fandom 💚💜💚💜

Source of inspo:

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🚨INTEREST CHECK RESULTS🚨

We're excited to announce that we will be moving on to the next stage of the zine! Continue reading to see the specifications of the zine based on your responses👀

Drum roll please 🥁...

The LeviHan Zine will be available as a physical and digital zine featuring art and fics set in the canonverse and AUs! 💜💚

A digital-only NSFW zine will be available as an add-on as well. ❤️‍🔥

We received 56 responses from all over the world. 🌎🌏Thank you to everyone who filled out our interest check and wants to support the zine!

These are some of the potential merch options for the zine based on your votes. 🛒👓☕️

This zine will be for charity. All profits made from the zine will be donated to the Palestine's Children's Relief Fund, specifically the Gaza Amputee Project.

Learn more about them here: https://www.pcrf.net/gaza-amputee-project

Thank you again for your interest in a #LeviHanZine 🪽 Stay tuned for our title announcement 👀 Apps open SOON!📜Are you excited?

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Six OP Fanarts. Perona.

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@levihanfest 's Levihan week day 7

Sports au: Moto GP (part 1/2)

Cw non graphic injury + vehicle crash

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For @levihanfest's LeviHan Week, Day 6 - AoT verse & "When are you going to take me seriously?"

This was literally a last minute decision, I wrote it in such a hurry lol 😆

Synopsis:

After receiving a head injury on his latest expedition, Levi is suddenly convinced he's married to Hange

Happy reading everyone!! 💜💚

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Say Yes to Heaven [a short Levihan Canon-Divergent Fic]

(Summary: In a world where Hange survives after the war and reunites with Levi in Marley, life is beautiful, so it seems.)

Despite the passing of time and distance, despite the years of indecisions and wrong turns in life, here's what it means to love and be loved once again —

It starts with a dream turned reality, Hange knows. This has to be. She's back in the open streets of Marley where everyone is a stranger once more.

Marley, after the war, is healing slowly in pieces, the way parts of the city and its people are.

She finds her way through the port, in her vest and long sleeves and pleated pants — the very same one that Levi had picked out for her a long time ago. He'd tease her for getting her suit wrinkled, but she knows he'd mean it in kindness.

"...Hange?"

She turns around and sees him, and they both are in disbelief. He's been out strolling with Gabi who's wheeling him from behind. He looks good as always, with the fedora and tie that Onyankopon had lent him. Hange knows Levi's been through a lot after the war but seeing him alive despite the permanent injuries is enough to make her cry.

"I'm back, Levi."

He opens his mouth to say something, then closes it. Briefly considers the possibilities. Pauses. Then finally, he reaches out for her hand, thinks she's a painting that finally came alive, fragile and delicate. Hange lets him massage the soft spot in her wrist like he's always done. Her hands are rougher and calloused than before, but Levi doesn't seem to care.

"You really need to iron your suit," he says, and Hange starts laughing while holding off her tears.

He threads their fingers together, and with a single nod, Levi pulls her into his arms. This is how Hange knows she's finally home.

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Talking to friends with inept parents is crazy. No wonder they’re like this if their parents kept fumbling

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Marleyan Hange part 11

Airship

Regaining clarity

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Hange is still filled with blinding rage, but unlike Zeke's taunting, Levi's casual remark snaps them right out of it. Suddenly they're filled with the familiar shame from all that they've done, now including leaving their sister alone on the side of the road to bleed out. How could they?!

Watching Hange spiraling makes something in Levi's chest twinge. Before their despair reaches its peak though, he finds himself comforting them.

The relief that flows through Hange is instantaneous. They forcefully ignore the doubt gnawing at them. After all, out of the two of them Levi isn't the one to lie, right? Essie's going to be alright. She has to.

🌸These are actually the first pages I drew on paper when I switched mediums, they've been (im)patiently waiting to get posted for a while now. I really wanted to use watercolours but the paper wasn't good for it so I coloured them digitally with a brush that had a similar effect. :D It was quite time consuming so I didn't colour the pages in between to get here faster.😆🌸

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i do wonder if the rise in pseudoscience and conspiracy theories has anything to do with the whole "born too late to explore the earth born too soon to explore the galaxy" thing. like i think a lot of people crave discovery and adventure but all the easy stuff has already been found so they follow the nearest chump willing to convince them that all our current discoveries are lies and atlantis' ruins are just off the coast of florida. and bigfoot sucked my dick last week. trust us this time. we're the new scientists.

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LEVIHAN WEEK • DAY 2 • Modern AU + Outsider Perspective - Crossposted on AO3

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅ (HIDDEN) IN PLAIN SIGHT .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ✦ ‧₊˚ ⋅

✦ Characters Levi x Hange

✦ Content Modern AU / Actor AU / SFW / Outsider Perspective / Non-binary Hange

✦ Warning A bit of swearing

✦ Wordcount: 1440 words approx.

Slouched against a lamppost, the man casts yet another indifferent glance at the quiet but trendy café across the street, with the same outcome as the other two dozens of previous glances: zero, nothing, nada.

Three hours. Three fucking hours waiting in the cold for something, or someone worth a picture, and, well, the most notable event of his morning still is that damn pigeon shitting on his worn-out windbreaker.

He grimaces when the last sip of his coffee fills his mouth, bitter and cold against his tongue, and throws the paper cup in the trash with a curse.

Low and heavy, the sky presses down on the city like a veil of dull grey. No light, no hope, exactly how he feels. The clouds have been threatening all morning, but when the drizzle finally comes, he takes it like a personal offence.

Visions of glamorous celebrities on red carpets, high-profile events, sought-after premieres, stream across his sleep-deprived mind. It has always been a dream, his dream.

The man wraps his thin jacket tighter around himself when a gust of chilly wind makes him shiver -as if a piece of clothing that has seen better days could make any difference- and, straightening against the pole, decides to scroll through yesterday’s mediocre shots.

D-listers craving for attention and wannabes on the lookout, influencers in stained sweatpants stuffing their faces with donuts… What is he even doing with his life?

He should have listened to his mom, learned plumbing or something. “Honest work” like she always said. He wouldn’t be there then, wasting his time and freezing to the bone, in the hope of catching an obscure youtuber grabbing breakfast to go.

He has never felt this down. Maybe…

Maybe it is time to give up on his dream.

A bell chiming across the street suddenly draws his attention and, from the corner of his eye, he catches a swift blur of black moving near the café’s door.

For the umpteenth time today, his blank gaze flicks towards the shop mechanically, his brain not even noticing what he sees.

As he turns to look away, something clicks in his mind and he turns back for a double take.

He’s not sure at first.

It’s not so much that he sees as he senses it: right fucking now, his luck may be taking a turn for the better.

This could be any stylish, attractive man. All in black, a long tailored coat frames his broad shoulders, the scarf neatly wrapped around his neck partly hiding his face. Yet, something in his straight posture, in the quiet and confident way he steps out of the café looks almost familiar.

The moment he raises his head, the paparazzo’s breath catches.

This sharp jawline, those steel-blue eyes cutting through from beneath sleek, dark bangs, this serious yet handsome face… Holy shit!

Eyes widened in disbelief, the man fumbles with his camera, hastily wiping the lens with a crumpled handkerchief. His hands shake when he finally lifts the device and zooms in to make sure it’s not a lookalike.

“No. Freaking. Way.” He whispers in a breath.

His heart leaps. He can’t believe it. And looks through the lens again.

“It’s him. It’s really him!”

He’s never seen in public. He’s never seen outside of the Attack on Titan set or the show’s promotional events.

Practically a ghost.

But there he is.

Levi fucking Ackerman.

In the flesh. To-go cup of coffee and paper bag in hand. Holding the door.

Wait… Holding the door?

The paparazzo’s finger hovers near the shutter button, frozen.

There’s no expression on Levi’s face as his eyes slowly, deliberately, sweep the street, as if he knows he’s being observed.

Then he turns his head, eyes softening as he hands the coffee cup to someone who’s stepping out of the café behind him. He says something the photographer can’t make out but that sure as hell makes the second figure throw their head back with a loud laugh.

Boisterous. Unmistakable.

Hange Zoe’s.

Holy fucking shit!

Ackerman alone was a huge scoop in itself, but this… This is definitely gold and he can already picture tomorrow’s newspapers’ headlines. His photographs on the front-page. The media hype, the speculation, his career finally taking off.

It’s too good to be true!

Jaw slack, he watches the two actors start to walk side by side, the rhythm of their steps instantly in sync, just a few feet from him. They look comfortable, like it’s the most normal thing in the world, like they've always been walking together.

He tails them discreetly from across the street, observing their every move. Hange talks animatedly, gesturing wildly, while Levi’s gaze is focused on their face, sometimes frowning, sometimes letting his lips faintly twitch with amusement.

From time to time, Hange bumps his shoulder with theirs, giggling as he rolls his eyes to whatever joke they just cracked.

Of course, the chemistry between both actors on set is no secret, but this… This closeness, it all feels so casual, so natural. Obvious. And he wants to capture it.

Oblivious to the faint drizzle dampening his face, he moves down the street like a shadow then slides behind a newspaper stand. He lets out a satisfied grunt when he lifts his camera to check the new angle from there: not bad.

On the opposite sidewalk, Hange’s hand lands on Levi’s arm, squeezing it gently. He furrows his brow, but when they lean towards him with a mischievous smile, he doesn't pull away, and, for a fleeting moment, their faces are only inches apart.

Their lips move but they’re too far to hear what they’re talking about.

Eyes still glued to the viewfinder, the paparazzo doesn’t shoot yet. He can’t rush it.

So he just waits.

He waits for the perfect moment.

He waits for the perfect frame.

A few feet away, Levi gives Hange an annoyed look but lifts a hand to their mouth and lets them take a bite -quite large actually- of his pastry. They beam, icing sugar dusting their lips and chin, eyes closed in contentment. He makes quick work of wiping the offending powder with a tissue as they laugh, but the gesture still feels tender, almost… intimate.

And when he’s finished, their eyes lock and, as incredible as it seems, Levi smiles. A faint but genuine smile, not only curling his lips, but also gracing his whole face.

Of course, it is only meant for Hange. But the paparazzo sees it and his heart skips a bit: what the hell was that?

Eyes never leaving the pair, he swiftly walks a few more steps ahead to hide behind a car. Here, he can easily place the camera down for stability and catch their facial expressions at a perfect angle.

He knows he’s racing against time, for the couple will soon reach the corner of the street. But he really wants the frame to show the look Levi gives Hange when he thinks no one’s watching,

There is something between them, undeniably. Something deep, something real.

He can feel it in his gut.

He looks through the viewfinder to check the frame then focuses on turning the lens with precise gestures, zooming in carefully to prepare the best shot of his life.

But the pair has stopped in front of a shop window and Levi whispers something into Hange’s ear. Their gaze flicks around briefly and they shrug before sliding their arm around his waist.

On the other side of the street, dumbfounded, the paparazzo watches Levi turn to face them, his gaze impossibly soft.

The cold breeze suddenly blows a few strands of their hair that Levi brushes away from their face with a tender gesture. No. Not only tender. Intimate. Like he has done this a hundred times before.

Hange smiles and reaches out, wrapping their arms around his neck as they slowly tilt their head. Levi’s hands slide around their waist and pull them closer to him.

And, the moment they kiss, it’s like the world around them stops.

Across the road, the journalist holds his breath as he looks at them, forgetting the camera in his hands. Mesmerized.

It’s a slow, soft kiss. Eyes closed, bodies slightly brushing. Something beautiful. Something meaningful. Something real.

Their kiss lasts for a moment or for hours, he doesn’t even know. But by the time he comes back to his senses, they're already parting, smiling to each other.

Levi adjusts the collar of Hange’s shirt, then takes their hand in his. And like that, they disappear around the corner. Like they’ve never been there.

The paparazzo finally exhales.

Damn.

He never got the shot.

✦ A/N Written for the event hosted by @levihanfest / Proof reading @jumpinguptothesky ~ Thank you so much Jill 🥰 / English is not my usual language

✦ All graphics by me

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LeviHan Week 2025 Day 4: We Remain

This is the shortest of my writings for Levihan week, but it's one I don't think I would mind writing more about. Like many other Levihan shippers, I have always wondered about what Flock's plans were with Hange and how Levi would have reacted seeing her handcuffed. While this story I made doesn't follow that thought directly, it's a different possibility.

Also, this is my last writing for Levihan Week! I wanted to do more, but life is hard sometimes. But hoping to provide one more entry, but not a writing one. Anyways, here you go!

P.S. Thank you @levihanfest for organizing this week <3

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Levi scavenge through the forest, keeping an eye out for anything that might make for healing injuries. His black scout attire was shredded. His once proud and pristine green tunic in tatters and shards. But he pressed on. He needed to. He needed to make sure Hange was okay and alive. If not selfishly for himself, but everything she gave up becoming commander of the survey corpse.He thought back to a few days ago.

 While keeping Zeke at bay and finding out his team had consumed the wine he knew he shouldn’t have let them indulge in. He had to kill them. He had no choice. As he lept high into the middle of the crowd, his eyes closed, regret filling up his soul. His hope was diminishing and he felt like giving up. But in a sudden twist of events, he heard his name from the lips of someone he held dear to him.

“Levi!”

His steel grey eyes opened and spotted his commander, no, his friend, no, even more than that. He spotted Hange standing with her hands tied behind her back and Flock holding on to her, taking in the mattress of the situation. There was no phase on his face, but his pack of wolves looked terrified.

Zeke smiled before he turned around. Levi knew he needed to act fast. There was no time to grieve, to feel pain. Not right now at least. His strength came back and he jumped into action.

As much as it pained the soldier, he knew what needed to be done. He slashed through each titan in record time, making the barbaric Zeke run towards flock and his gang. Levi went faster, as he was about to catch up to Zeke. But in a moment of rage, Zeke turned around with a thunderspear aimed right at him.

Levi’s pupils went big. He thought fast. The small soldier landed on a branch and used the leverage to propel him upwards, towards the sky. Meanwhile, he had forgotten one titan. One titan whose mouth was wide opened as it ravaged straight to Zeke and the rest. One titan who was in the perfect position as Zeke set off the thunderbolt in a moment of panic. By the time the thunderspear made contact with his mouth, the titan was already near them.

A loud roar erupted from the titan, Zeke, his cronies, but no words came out of Hange. 

Her eyes went big as the flames went off and she was caught in the frenzy.

Levi had used his manoeuvre gear to land him on a higher tree branch. When he looked down, the explosion was set. His heart started beating faster.

“Hange!”

He manoeuvred back down without thinking. 

No. This isn’t how it’s supposed to be. This isn’t how it’s supposed to go!

In the few moments it took him to get to her side, his mind was racing, going through all their shared banter. He always made it seem like he was annoyed, but deep down, he never meant it. Everyone else may have been fooled, but he knew that she knew the truth. Didn’t she? Maybe now he would never know.

His boots hit the ground with a loud thud and his breath never caught as he ran to find her.

“Hange! Hange!”

He tried to search quickly, looking every which way. Some bodies were strewn about to the left, others to the right. He called out for her, but he never heard a peep. 

“HANGE!”

He fell to his knees near the river in seemingly defeat and exhaustion. He didn’t realize how tired he was. Not just from this, but from all of it. From the rage. The frustration. The furry. The plot. All of it. 

A tear ran down his face. 

And then a little voice could be heard.

“L…”

Levi quickly shifted his head and listened. 

“L..levi.”

It was a faint voice. One that he just anticipated he would never hear from again. He looked right, then left. There, in the high grass next to the waters, a boot could be seen peaking out from the greenery.

A drizzle started coming down as he ran as fast as he could. He opened up the grass to reveal a very scarred, very defeated commander. No, not commander. Hange. Just Hange.

She laid in the grass, with burnt arms, a bruised and scarred face, hair a mess. He gently, carefully, grabbed the back of her head and lifted her up slightly. Unbeknownst to him, a small titan carried the blonde monkey in his mouth.

“Levi.” She said his name in a hushed voice with little strength and her eyes kept shut.

“I’m here, four eyes.”

With that, he picked her whole body up and made his way back into the tall woods where shelter laid.

It had been five days since the incident and Hange had broke out in a fever. Now, he was making his way back to the woods after grabbing much needed supplies. All around him, birds flew, people could be heard screaming, fires broke out, a new world was happening. But he was here. Right here with her. 

He pushed open the makeshift tent he made out of branches and trees and propped her up to take the medicine he had found. From inside the forest, it was hard to hear anything or anyone. It was like they were transitioned into a new world. Once where only they existed. 

“Thanks, Shorty.” Hange said with a smile.

It was the first smile he got out of her in those five days. He bandaged her up and brought back a black patch for her eye.

“We lost, didn’t we?”

In truth, Levi did feel guilt, but he would lose it again.

“You’re back, and that’s all that matters.”

They both looked into each other’s remaining eyes and gave each other a smirk as the world around them burned. 

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LH Week Day 3: Band AU.

Kind of a loose interpretation of the "band" part, but still! KPDH x Levihan is literal perfection.

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pls imagine them singing "Golden" and "Your Idol.