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[tsxmu]

This family makes me so weak oh my god sobving

I need to write about them SO BAD

How Mama Kuchel protects her only child 🥊

[m-jelly]

hello, dear, i hope you’re doing good! :) if you can, may i please have a request with single dad!Levi who has a depressed teenage daughter in a modern world and how, even tho he’s still a bit of a clean freak, he’d still care so deeply and try to help her out when he finds out she feels like a failure in front of her dad for not being physically hygienic enough, not being able to get out of bed, having a really messy room, and feeling guilty that her dad constantly organizes her room, pretty please? i would really appreciate it a lot <333 thank you so much and SENDING U LOTS OF LOVE!!!

Hello, sure can do. So, I've never really done anything like this before. I always do Levi x Reader things, so this is all new to me. I'll try my best and I'm sorry in advance if I do terrible.

I'm proud of you.

Pairing: None.

Genre and tags: Modern AU, single dad Levi, teen daughter, depression, anxiety, comfort, Levi being a good dad.

Concept: Kuchel comes home from school to find her messy room perfectly cleaned for her and everything organised. She confronts her dad, Levi, about her room and cracks in front of him and explains how she feels like a failure to him because she's not been very clean recently. Levi comforts his daughter and tells her he's there for her, no matter what.

Levi has called his daughter Kuchel in honour of his mother.

Kuchel gripped her bag straps as she dragged her feet. She felt a lump in her throat and weight on her shoulders. She had been pushing herself so much recently and the pressure to make her dad proud and to be successful was mounting up.

Levi had never pressured her, nor had he ever set expectations. He listened and talked to her, but when he shared his past with Kuchel something clicked in her. She knew her father never had the opportunities that she's getting. Her father didn't get a great education, but she is. She has the chance to go on with further education, but he never did.

Kuchel wasn't depressed because of her father, she was depressed because school was very pressuring for a teen. School was hell for all teens and while you were expected to work hard, you were asked to decide your future while maintaining friendships.

She slipped into the apartment she lived in with her dad and did the routine he taught her, which was shoes off, bags off and placed neatly by the door. She hurried to her bedroom before her dad could catch her and welcome her home.

Kuchel stopped in her room and saw it was spotless. When she left this morning, the bed wasn't made, clothes were on the floor and her desk was a mess. She shook on the spot as tears filled her eyes. The dark voices in her head started shouting louder.

Failure.

Disappointment.

Fat.

Ugly.

Freak.

Lazy.

Stupid.

Your father hates you.

You were a mistake.

Levi opened his daughter's room. "Welcome home, brat. How was school?" He frowned a little when he saw she was shaking. "Tch, oi? What happened? Who upset you? If it's that Billy shithead I'll rip his fucking nuts off."

She turned to her dad. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" He walked closer. "What for?"

She sniffed a little. "I'm sorry for being such a failure! You must so ashamed and disappointed in me."

Levi walked up to his daughter. "Hey, hey, hey." He pulled her close and held her. "Why would you think that? When have I ever said that to you?"

"My room was a pigsty and you cleaned it. You're so good at cleaning, but your daughter is a pig."

He rubbed her back. "I don't think that at all. You know me kiddo, I love cleaning. I'll clean anything and enjoy it all the time. There's nothing wrong at all with you leaving your room a little messy."

She pulled back and rubbed her tears. "Really?"

He nodded. "Really." He rubbed her tears away. "Come on kid, I force your auntie Hange to have baths and I clean her place sometimes. I give her a hard time because she winds me up. I don't give you a hard time because you're not well right now."

She frowned. "Not well?"

He let out a long sigh. "I knew you'd get it at some point because I do. Kuchel, you have depression, I'm sure of it. We all handle it in different ways. For me, I don't sleep, I eat a lot and I start overworking. You sleep a lot, barely eat and pour yourself into work." He guided her to the bed and sat with her. "I don't mind cleaning your room, okay? I'm happy to do it because as you have said, it's my true love."

She giggled and rubbed her tears. "You're right."

He smiled at her. "I'm proud of you."

She welled up. "Dad."

He ruffled her hair. "I'm fucking proud of you and I'll always be proud of you. Do you know how incredible you are? Hell, brat. If I was in your school, I would have been kicked out by now. Your grades are so impressive and you're so smart and kind. Please, take it easy on yourself, okay?"

She nodded. "Yeah."

"I love you, okay? You're my daughter and I'll always love you and be proud of you. I worry about you and I want you to be happy, so if you need to see someone, take time off or want something, then you tell me. Everyone is different, okay?"

She leaned against Levi. "You're the best dad."

"I could be better, but thank you." He patted her knee. "You can talk to me whenever you want because I understand the pain that depression can bring. We'll fight our depression together. Tch, no depression can stop an Ackerman."

She laughed. "Damn right."

He smiled, then sighed. "You want pizza tonight? We'll eat it and watch some stupid movie together. Sound good?"

She nodded, then hugged his side. "Thank you, for everything."

"No, thank you. You're the best, kiddo." He got up and ruffled her hair roughly making her laugh hard. "Alright, you little shit. Let's get that pizza."