Hey lovely Kit 🤎
I hope you're doing well!
So, I was scrolling through your blog when I saw your post XXX and I know you're always ok for new writing prompts so here I am with "Not on the lips"!
Thank you and have a nice day/evening/night 🤎
hey sweet Livia! 🖤
i promised myself i would make this under a thousand words, so naturally, it is now over 3k long and i kinda want to make it into a series! yay! *soflty* kill me now please
anyway, thank you so much for the prompt 🖤 (i promise i'm still working on the other you sent)
i hope you enjoy this 😘
vampires 102: unexpected quirks
ship: levihan
rating: T (mentions of blood/injury)
summary:
"Vampires can purr when they feel comfortable or safe.
Levi Ackerman, a vampire who hasn't led the happiest life, may not be up to date with all of his kind's abilities."
tags: Pre-Canon, Alternate Universe - Vampire, everything is canonverse except Levi is a vampire, yes you read that right, cherry-picked vampire abilities, because it’s my fic and also i've never written vampires before leave me alone, Pining, Consensual Blood Drinking, (why was there only the non con version of that tag jeez ao3 r u okay??), Blood, Weird-Ass Friends to Whatever The Fuck Levihan's Canon Relationship Is, Fluff, Couch Cuddles
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PS: look, Levi is canonly: pale, stronger than a regular Scout, broody, doesn't know how to hold his tea cup (because he's not used to drinking liquids from something other than a vein, duh!), and his dashing looks don't seem to change as time passes by. so like. i might HAVE to turn this into a series, right??
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Hello Alice 🤎
Sorry to sneak into your ask box but I loved 'The Truth is out there, but so is Love' and I need more X Files LeviHan!
I don't know if you take prompts but if you do I'd like to request a drabble based on this quote : "Mulder Levi, you just keep unfolding like a flower." (The X Files - S1 - Episode 12 "Fire"). Because I (and Hange) want to know more about Agent Ackerman's past!
Feel free to ignore this request of course!
Thank you
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Hi Livia! Thank you so much for your request and for your kind words. It makes me genuinely happy to know you liked this fic 💜💚
I'm sorry it's taken so long to reply to this, I was just having a hard time figuring out what to write. Then, I realized the first anniversary of The Truth Is Out There, But So Is Love was approaching, and everything fell into place. I hope you don't mind that I made your prompt into a celebratory drabble for the fic's anniversary!
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Pairing: Levi Ackerman/ Hange Zoë
Warnings: None. SFW and Fluff.
Additional tags: The X Files AU, She/Her pronouns for Hange Zoë
Wordcount: 1,4k
“The fuck is all this?”
Levi asked as he stepped into the basement office. Over the past months, he’d grown used to the crampiness of the space he shared with Agent Zoë who — much to her credit — had been trying to keep things clean, even if chaotic. But what he stared upon right now was a different kind of chaos. Colorful chaos.
The document boxes and cabinets were covered in metallic serpentine coils, which spilled to the ground, painting it red, green, and yellow. The wall of newspaper cutouts had some joyful additions: a picture of an alleged alien head now had a tiny pink birthday hat over it, the severed arm that an article claimed to belong to a victim of the Jersey Devil held a little slice of cake over its hand. Dozens of purple balloons clung to the ceiling, trying to escape the havoc, their curling ribbons hanging so low one of them grazed at Agent Ackerman’s cheek. Levi pushed the strip away, only to have it prickling at his skin a second later.
“Tch. It looks like Party City took a dump in here.”
“I know, right??” The excited voice called from the other side of the room. Agent Zoë sat at her table, face turned to the opposite wall, exactly like the day they met. Her hair was chaotic as always, brown strands moving as she lowered her head to fiddle with something. Levi watched as his partner set aside a small box, and the smell of smoke mixed with something sweet diffused in the air. Hange put on a polka-dotted cone hat before swiftly turning her chair in his direction, smiling from ear to ear.
“Happy birthday, Levi!”
The agent frowned as he inspected the rainbow sprinkle cupcake she held out to him, especially the “1” shaped candle that topped it.
“I’m 32.”
He moved his gaze to her.
“And it’s not my birthday.”
“Well,” Hange started, reaching for his hand to give him the sweet treat “Since I don’t know your birth date, I figured we could celebrate your first year in the X-Files. It’s been exactly 365 days since you walked through that door for the first time.” There was a tinge of genuine warmth in her final words. The same warmth that he felt in his chest.
“The monkey case? It’s been one year already?” Levi asked, sincerely surprised.
“Yes!” Hange said, reaching for a desk calendar that was on one of the cabinets. She pointed at the date that was circled in red “July 26”.
When he was first assigned to work with Agent Zoë, Levi was counting the minutes to be done with the job and move on to the top floors of the J Edgar Hoover Building. Now, a mere year later, still buried in the basement floor, investigating all kinds of weird shit by Hange’s side, he couldn’t imagine himself doing anything else. Time flies in the X Files.
The sound of Hange cleaning her throat pulled him back to reality
“So, when is your birthday, by the way?” she said, feigning casualness
Silence.
“Come on, Levi! At least give me a clue.”
“Fine.”
Hange’s face lit up.
“It happened one time since we met.”
Hange’s smile melted into a hilarious betrayed scowl and Levi had to fight hard to maintain his nonchalant expression.
“Wow,” she said, with an exaggerated wounded look “Levi, you just keep unfolding like a flower.”
He couldn’t fight the urge to smile this time.
“I just don’t celebrate birthdays,” he explained, appeasing his partner “so I refrain from sharing this date with people. But if you’re really so curious, I’m sure you can find that information very easily.
“It wouldn’t feel right” Hange explained, shrugging as if she was ready to drop the subject, but then “That means you never had a birthday party?” she asked, bobbing her head to the side. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to!” she quickly added.
“My mom made me a few when she was alive, but I hardly remember any of them” Levi recounted as faded flashes of his mother lifting him from the ground and holding him above a colorful table to blow his candles invaded his mind. “There was one party my friend threw me. The red-haired friend, from the foster home, I think I told you about her once-”
“The one that was like your little sister.” Hange nodded, eyes fixed on him, waiting for his next words.
“Exactly. She bought us two handfuls of candy, I don’t even know where she got the money, probably beat some kids at marbles or something” Levi chuckled “Then she arranged them on the bed, in the shape of a birthday cake. It was a surprise party too, because it was nowhere near the right date.” He smiled, his heart full of love as he reminisced about his friend, and when he looked up, Hange had the sweetest smile on her face.
“Did you ever contact her?”
“I planned to. We promised we would stay in touch. But as it turns out, the adults weren’t very keen on sharing the families’ information with a couple of kids. Over time I even forgot her name, I just have a vague memory of someone saying that it was also a flower”
“What flower??” Hange all but jumped on him to get the answer.
“Jesus! How should I know? I know fuck-all about flowers.”
Hange nodded, but Levi could see in her eyes that her mind was elsewhere.
“How about we just celebrate Christmas?” Levi’s proposition caught his partner's attention.
“I don’t do Christmas” Hange answered, puzzled.
“Me neither. Is the perfect middle ground, don’t you think?”
It really was.
Or so he thought when December 25 came and with it an invite to Hange’s apartment.
Levi dreaded he would find over-the-top decorations or — even worse — a bunch of guests with whom he would have to socialize. So when he crossed her door he was relieved to see that it was just her usual place, mess and all, with just a pizza box and one beer bottle awaiting on the small center table. The other bottle was in Hange’s hand, and she used it to point him to the couch, as she went on to feed her fish.
The movie this time was Hange’s choice, and Levi wasn’t surprised when the opening scene of Alien started playing on TV. He was surprised, however, to know why it was her favorite film.
“I like the fact that the cat survives.” She told him “Ripley goes through all that trouble to save Jonesy as she’s running for her life. Then the creature finds Jonesy in his cage and spares him. I think I like the fact that both the human and the alien had to act in a certain way, opposite of what one would think, and that made it possible for the cat to live. I think it means we’re not so different. Or that everyone is more complex than they appear.”
“Maybe it just means cats are fucking scary.”
She laughed, lightly kicking his foot.
As the final credits rolled, Hange propped herself up from the couch.
“I have something for you.”
When she came back from her room, she was holding something flat and rectangular, wrapped in green paper, with a delicate purple ribbon. Levi opened it to reveal a book.
Botanical World 1: An Illustrated Guide To The Flowers of America
He stared at the gift for a whole minute, knowing what it meant.
“If we don’t find her name in this one, there are four more, for Africa, Asia, Europe, and Oceania.”
Levi gulped, trying to swallow the painful knot that was in his throat.
“We can go through it together.” Hange tried, then added, a few seconds later “Or If you don’t like it I can take it back. Anyway, Merry Christmas, Levi, or Happy non-Christmas, I don’t know” Hange chuckled nervously and stared at him expectantly.
“I think” Levi paused, taking his time to look Hange in the eyes “Happy Birthday is more appropriate.”
Levi patiently waited as his partner peered at him. Then squinted. Tilted her head to the side. Her eyes started to grow wide as realization dawned on her.
Hange gave him the most breathtaking smile, and suddenly Levi wasn’t sure what the best birthday present was.
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Hey there lovely Val 🤎
I know you have been through shitty weeks so here's a little hug to cheer you up!
Take care dearest friend 🤎
Livia this is so sweet of you ❤️
Well, yes, this past month & a half has been one of the worst in my life as far as my mental health is concerned. Thanks for your kind help & constant support through this, Livia! I'm feeling a little better now, so I hope everything's will be back to normal soon.
Love you lots ❤️
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cw: personal shit, ranting, depression, basically shitty stuff under the cut 💀
I know everybody gets through shit & problems all the time, probably worst than mine even but, last September, the amount of shit piling up in my life just got overwhelming & mentally unbearable. My mind spiraled down so quickly that I didn't have time to hold on to anything to get me out of it. Health (mine & others'), work, money, relationships, material stuff, everything went downhill. Depression slapped me in the face & crushed me to the point I had to struggle to simply take a shower or eat something... It's been weeks & it's been hard for my loved ones to see me like this. I still feel (& look) like shit but it seems I'm finally starting to get better now, one step at a time.
If you decided to read past the cut, I'm sorry for this rant no one asked for.
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