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Hange has changed. For the first time since they met, Levi's better than her at math.
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Notes: Here is my submission to the @levihanzine. Thank you so much for this opportunity and I hope to contribute to more zines.
I have a longer version of this written out. Lmk if ur interested in seeing it but I will probs wait a few more months before I post coz I'm still working on it. This month is very hectic, and yeah I need to start studying for the bar lmao.
Anyway, let me know what you think! Feedback is very much appreciated.
If anyone's particularly interested, this was inspired by Mind's Eye by Oliver Sacks.
How long does it take to recover from an expedition?
One day for the lucky ones. Months for the less lucky ones. Never for the unlucky.
And for the less lucky among them—-the majority—there’s no such thing as a full recovery.
He’s seen everything from sunburns to amputations and he’s been on the receiving end of his fair share of injuries. The human body is just far too complex to reduce to predictions, and his own experience with life has a track record of making him doubt more than believe.
He doesn’t know the right answer, and at this point, he doesn’t bother to put numbers to anything. Compared to Erwin or Hange, he’s just never been good at Math.
Still, just for today, he plays ‘scientist’ like the hundred times Hange has done, although he knows he’ll never even be half as good as her. Only this time, Hange is a case study, a far more fascinating subject than a lot of the other soldiers he’d observed.
She’s an exception to his disdain for research and numbers, because Hange, she doesn’t recover like other people do. She doesn’t grovel and moan in the infirmary until the wounds slow to a dribble and close. She doesn’t take the injury leave, and she doesn’t rot at home either. Only a few months ago, she was stabbed by a hook, and all she did was ask for a dressing and sling then she ran back to the field.
Since the expedition, Hange’s been different.
She’s lucky because she’s a survivor. She’s unlucky because she doesn't get the wiggle room to recover. With Erwin’s death, she only recently became commander and commanders don’t get breaks. Hange doesn’t formally ask for one either. She doesn’t go on those week-long leaves, nor does Levi personally think they have the time for those anyway.
For the first time however, in her commander’s office, she walks up from behind Levi, puts two hands over his shoulders and whispers, “I’m going out. I need a break.”
It’s bereavement or exhaustion, possibly a combination of both. Levi isn’t so sure, but Erwin’s only recently passed. He’s just come back from burying the body, and Hange’s working day in and day out, and there’s a certain glint in her hazel eyes that wasn’t there before.
He looks up at her, and he searches for it again. Her eye is still bandaged, and her remaining eye has that same glint, and she’s studying the documents on Levi’s desk from right next to him. He’s a bit self-conscious about it. He doesn’t read as quickly as Hange does, but only for her, he moves his hand away. “I’ll finish this up. You don’t have to.”
She squeezes his shoulders. “I just need a few hours.”
“A few hours?” Levi straightens up on his seat and turns to her in question. Usually Hange asks for a ‘five minutes’ or even ‘just a second,’ and Levi doesn’t remember her taking more than an hour or so break.
A few hours is in fact…a long break for him or for Hange, practically a full day or a weekend off.
“It’s the autumn festival. Thought of checking it out,” Hange starts, as she gathers her things and pushes them all to one side. “They got tea there, if you want anything…”
Long ago, Levi learned to read between the lines. When Hange’s offering that means she doesn’t want someone coming with her, but there’s a niggling feeling in his stomach, sometimes punching it lightly from the inside. He’s heavy with exhaustion, yet his mind is in overdrive. He gives Hange a onceover, then another.
He’s noticing the change or his gut feels it: Hange hasn’t been the same since they got back from Shiganshina.
But really, after that ordeal? It isn’t a question of who changed. It’s a question of who didn’t.
----
Hange’s changed, and Levi doesn’t note it in how neatly pressed her uniform is, or how now, she seems to tie her hair into a tight half ponytail, completely abandoning the hasty updos of before.
It’s in her attitude.
She doesn’t sway like a reed or flow like a river. She oscillates from one mood to the next. She’s either disinterested by the most learned street performers or she’s stimulated by the dust on the table.
It’s passion. It’s authenticity. Or it’s just Hange being Hange.
And Hange, as she is, draws Levi in. She heightens his senses, clears his vision that he’s double downing on the most minute of changes, and his ears perk up at every tick and tock of the clock. Even though Levi hates Math, she has him counting… or at least her absence does.
A few hours.
How long is ‘a few hours’ supposed to be?
One hour? But she said ‘hours.’
Two hours? But that’s still far too close to one.
Levi’s practically splitting hairs, going so far as counting the seconds. Hange left at 1:32 in the afternoon. It’s 4:30 and she isn't back yet.
Three hours is far more than a few hours in his book. He plays it by his gut. He gathers the paperwork he’d made little progress on, he pulls himself from his very uncomfortable seat, and he rushes out of the room.
It isn’t too difficult to spot the festival. All he has to do is follow silently behind a group of jolly-looking pedestrians, and he’s not calling attention to himself at all.
----
Too many people are focused on the games and festivities to notice the only dull expression among them. And besides, Levi’s going in the exact same direction, though he isn’t trying to get a peek of the ‘largest summer crop’ competition nor is he trying to push his way to the crowds to get the best deals at the farmer’s stalls.
He’s navigating the crowds not for the spectacle, but for Hange. Levi’s shorter than average, and he can only settle for the cracks that open in between bodies squeezed together like sardines, and he’s searching for that characteristic shade of hazel of her half-ponytail.
Levi doesn’t agree, but he doesn’t say anything. The minute changes won’t help.
Hange needs a break. Yet, why is he going after her? If she really needed a break, why is he interrupting her? Why is he searching for her only to take her back to the office?
Maybe he should invite her to do something—anything but work.
It’s only when he’s given up on looking for her and starts focusing on ideas for a day-long break, only when he’s searching for food stalls and empty benches and glades in a forest of people does he find her, leaning back on the bench on some corner of the square. He walks towards her, and he notices her eyes are closed, she seems almost peaceful. It’s as if she’s asleep.
But she’s not. When he’s near enough, she opens her eye and turns towards him as he takes a seat next to her.
“Levi?” she says, lazily but not drowsily. She wasn’t asleep.
“You said you’d be back in three hours.”
“I’m pretty bad with time, aren’t I?” She smiles at him apologetically, and for a second Levi’s confused, then he gets it—she sees it as a reprimand, but it’s concern—nothing more.
A few hours could have been anything. It isn’t her fault. It’s Levi’s fault for being paranoid, so he lets a simple apology slip past his lips. “Sorry.”
“Sorry for what? I’m the one who shouldn’t have been out for this long. We haven’t even finished compiling the rest of the findings from the basement. The report is due in a week and the queen, she’s—”
“Let’s go out tonight,” Levi says. “You know we deserve a break, too.” He doesn’t have to expound. The rest of the survey corps—or at least what’s left of them, have the month off, especially with Sasha still in the hospital. Why aren’t they affording themselves that same luxury? Especially when Hange hasn’t been herself since they’ve come back.
“You have any place in mind?” Levi presses. The question tastes strange, and his tongues heavy. He isn’t used to being the one carrying the conversation.
She used to be excited about these types of things. She’d suggest the mountains in spring or the abandoned castles that seemed to trap a winter chill even in the summers. It’s late autumn, arguably one of the most beautiful times of the year, with the world suddenly exploding in shades of bright red and orange.
Hange isn’t responding like she used to.
Are you okay? Levi doesn’t ask the question, because he knows Hange would probably say she’s just fine. She’ll maybe admit to a little stress or maybe even the grief of losing Erwin, and he finds the way she stiffens up on the bench and the way she folds her hands over her lap say a lot more.
She’s staring out at the crowds, and her eye shifts from one side to the next: Grief and exhaustion are more apparent against a background of festivities. Hange on that bench is practically a still life painting.
Hange blinks and looks away, as if she knows she’s being observed. “Let’s go back?”
“To the office?”
“Where else?” She turns to him, her brow wrinkles in slight irritation or confusion. “We have so much work to do.”
“I just thought you needed a break,” Levi admits.
She stares back up at the crowds, and she’s looking so far as the performers in the middle. She watches one of the farmers display some pumpkin, screaming something about it being ‘his pride and joy of this season.’ Even that big ham manner at which he waved his hands doesn’t sequester so much as a smile from her lips. She could have been watching paint dry for all he knew.
Hange only says five words, nothing at all related to the festival. “Not today. Let’s go back.”
He definitely needs to take her out again, but not now. Today, Levi decides to simply observe. Hange places her hands towards the middle part of the bench, and she pulls herself up slowly and methodically. She keeps her eye first on the ground below, then she slowly looks upwards.
Her eye focuses, then falls out of focus. It’s easy to notice the quick change, when there’s only one eye to observe.
She turns to Levi, a pleading look in her eyes, then she gestures towards the alley. “Stay close to me?”
She doesn’t even need to ask. He always does anyway.
----
Hange’s more careful.
She doesn’t bound into a room, head first, arms akimbo. It’s as if over one expedition, she’s learned the art of scanning the room once or twice, before even stepping into the room. She walks more slowly. Levi used to quicken his pace almost comically just to catch Hange who’s a good few inches taller. Now, he finds he’s slowing his pace, just to match her stride.
He isn’t good with numbers but he’s counting just to keep to her pace. Before the expedition, how long was the walk from the survey corps commander’s office to the conference room? With Erwin, it was five minutes. With the ‘constantly-on-the go’ workaholic Hange, it was three minutes. At her peak of excitement, it took one minute.
Hange now, took far longer than that. He counts four hundred slow seconds, almost seven minutes, then he loses count again. Hange’s an oxymoron embodied. She’s busier than ever, completely buried in the mountains and mountains of paper work, flitting from one deliverable to the next.
But she’s slower, much slower than before, that even with his small stature, Levi doesn’t struggle to keep in pace.
And she’s silent, so much more silent.
Levi! Please! Just one experiment! Just capture one more titan for me! The halls used to be filled with so much more verbal garbage. Levi quickens his pace until he’s a few feet away, until he’s standing right in front of her, that she can’t so simply ignore him. “Hange.”
“Hm?” Hange widens her eye and cocks her head to the side in question.
“What if we go out?” he asks.
“Outside the wall…” She trails off. “To…titan territory?” she suggests. God knows where she got that idea.
“No, just… a vacation to another district. You need rest. I need rest.”
Hange lowers her head. “Let’s see what we can get done first…There are just too many meetings, too much paperwork. Erwin left so much behind, and with Moblit gone—”
“And that’s why we need to rest.”
She doesn’t hear or she pretends not to hear, and Levi doesn’t say it twice. He keeps quiet and falls behind as Hange walks ahead towards the conference hall.
He can’t simply say it. He chalks up this hesitance to some reverence towards their new commander and maybe a fear of insubordination, but something inside him is telling him it’s far deeper than that.
If he insists, she’ll deny, and there are far more productive ways to learn about Hange. Instead, he counts.
It takes a sluggish fifteen minutes to get to the conference room.
----
Hange is squinting.
Levi only notices it, because she doesn’t move as much. It’s like the life in her is concentrated into her remaining eye.
Long ago, she would be one of the first people out of the conference room after an hour long meeting with higher ups. This time, she waits at her table. She feigns business, her head hanging over the notebook in front of her.
The others probably don’t give her a second look. Only because it’s Hange, Levi does.
Lazy doodles, and some scribbles on the side. Among them are probably actual notes, but they’re not as detailed as what he’s used to, nor are they comprehensive enough to weigh her down while everyone leaves the room.
Levi settles on the seat next to her, and he waits. He doesn’t stare for longer than three seconds at a time (he counted), but she seems to notice anyway.
She shifts her eyes towards him, removes her glasses and wipes the lens with the edge of her collar. “Force of habit,” she mutters to herself, a sardonic smile on her face. Funnily enough, she wipes both of the lenses when she only needs one. “Maybe I should get a monocle.”
“You wouldn’t look good in one,” Levi deadpans.
Hange lets out a soft sigh. “I’ve always had bad eyesight, and since we got home, it’s only gotten worse.”
Well, of course it would, she’s only working with one eye now.
----
That conversation stays with Levi, long after the meeting ends. Their routine mellows to the same lull. A week passes then another, and although Levi gives her the opportunity to revisit the conversation, Hange doesn’t, as if she doesn’t want the break.
It’s as if she’s got a suicide wish. She wants to drown in the piles of paperwork.
One day, stiff at her desk, she broaches the topic, but not in a way Levi expected. “Levi, I won’t be coming in tomorrow morning.”
“You won’t be coming in…to the office?”
For a moment, Hange stares at the wall, confused, as if she’s having to check herself. It’s a simple back-and-forth, that comprises the simplest of expressions. There’s no misunderstanding between them, but Levi’s been searching for something for a while.
She’s taking the break alone, when I’ve been inviting her for weeks?
“I just have an appointment,” Hange says.
Levi raises one eyebrow, and he turns towards the door, then at her calendar on the desk. His eyes are sharp, and he could make out the blank space under Friday morning.
He looks back up at her. “Appointment?”
“A personal appointment.”
He stares at her expectantly for a while longer, but there’s some negative emotion welling inside him: jealousy or irritation, he can’t seem to comprehend it. He feels like a three year old again, wanting attention, but he’s an adult who’d had to mature far too quickly. He wants Hange’s attention, but he understands it isn’t as simple as that.
Hange senses it. “I’ll be back by lunch, or even before lunch.” She stares out the window. “The autumn foliage is nice this time of year.” Then she turns to him with a placating look. She’s definitely reading his mind. “Maybe use this as an opportunity to take a break?”
----
Take a break? Levi doesn’t. It isn’t as simple as that.
He doesn’t tell Hange, but he does a little reconnaissance on the meaning behind that little break. He’s asked Jean, Connie, Armin, Eren and Mikasa, any moment he’d catch them.
Armin and Mikasa have been rotting in the barracks since the long break he gave them. Eren has been god-knows-where. According to Armin, he’s been taking much longer walks since they returned, and he’s usually gone for days.
And Jean and Connie? They’ve been back-and-forth from the hospital, since they’ve gotten back from the expedition.
“Hange was here?” Levi asks. They’re all standing stupidly in the hallways, but Levi’s is careful about waking Sasha up.
Jean and Connie are—of course—just as careful of waking her. Jean leans on the doorway to Sasha’s room. “Just for a quick visit. She stayed long enough to talk to Sasha, but she seemed pressed for time.”
Levi blinks back surprise.
Jean puts his hands up. “Don’t worry about not visiting often. Armin and Mikasa are here most days, but they’ve been busy dealing with Eren too.”
“Work has been busy,” Levi says simply. “Did Hange tell you where she was going?”
Jean shook his head. “I was thinking you’d know, especially since you’re always with her.”
----
Levi doesn’t take a break. He walks the whole perimeter of the hospital. One hour passes, probably even another, and Jean even walks some of the hallways with him.
“You think the commander’s in the hospital?” he asks.
“She said she wouldn’t be in the office until one,” Levi answers.
Jean shrugs. “Well she can be anywhere. You know how Hange is.”
How the commander was. Jean hasn’t been with her enough. Hange has only been back-and-forth from the office and home, and she’d only gone out once to the festival. If Hange’s in the hospital, she’s likely still here.
That’s his best rationalization, but Levi doesn’t trust his own attempt with rationalization. His gut had always been so much better at trifling with these things. He keeps mum, and he looks at the clock—eleven.
He hasn’t even had lunch. “I’m going back,” he says.
“To the office?” Jean asks.
“There’s still a lot of work to do,” Levi says.
“Well, if you need anything from us…”
The offer feels warm, although Levi isn’t sure he’d take Jean or the others up on it. One thing he and Hange have in common, is how somehow, they’ve always sought comfort in the bustle that followed the expedition, not in the recovery that usually follows.
He grabs a piece of bread from the hospital cafeteria, and the clock reads a few hours before noon. He’s overestimated the amount of time this would take.
Jesus, he’s bad at math. Or maybe, he just wished time would go faster. He wants to go back to the office sooner. He just wants to see Hange again, that’s it. Wherever she is.
The autumn foliage is beautiful this time of year. Hange’s voice only echoes again, because the hospital courtyard is covered with that same foliage, and that one line is a rare commodity, the only remnant he has of the old Hange, albeit a subdued one.
The Hange of before fixated on even the most mundane things like the changing of seasons. The Hange of now seemed to space out, stare at nothings, fixate on the invisible, on things Levi could have sworn don’t even exist.
The reason he’s observing? He’s been looking for the Hange of before for a while, wondering if she existed still beyond the commander's facade, beyond the haze of duty, especially since Erwin’s death.
He finds her in a bout of coincidence or serendipity, when he particularly isn’t looking for her. Instead, he’d been looking for a bench to eat his bread. She’s in one of those benches in the hospital courtyard, tucked into some alcove. She’s staring up at the autumn sky, The bandage over her eye was replaced by an eyepatch, and her hands.
They aren’t holding piles of contracts or a little notebook where she’d usually jot down her notes. One hand rests lazily to her side, and the other, she reaches it up at the sky, as if she’s catching leaves.
Hange used to find happiness in that.
But this Hange approaches such a mundane activity with a strange type of focus. She furrows her brows and eyes the leaf like it’s some test subject. Levi closes in on her, his footsteps light enough that they don’t even crunch at the heaviest of foliage.
Most days, Hange’s sharp enough to notice him sneaking up. Today, it’s like she’s in her own world, as if there’s something far more fascinating about the falling autumn leaves. Levi doesn’t ask. He doesn’t want to take her out of her trance, so he simply watches from just a few feet away.
A small branch with a crack breaks from right above her.
Hange lunges up for it, her body moving in synchrony. Her agility and coordination are still there, but she misses a few inches. Her hands instead grabs for empty air.
For a moment, Hange looks terrified. Levi doesn’t take any chances. He moves at breakneck speed, and grabs the leaf from only inches from her face. “It’s a small branch… but when the wound over your eye is still healing…”
“It’s almost healed. It’s fine,” Hange says coldly. There’s no warm greeting in those words.
“Is it?” Levi asks. He sits back down on the bench right next to her, and shifts his eyes towards her in disbelief.
“The wound is…” Hange says. “I just went to the doctor today if that wasn’t obvious.”
“And?”
“They said there’s nothing they can do about my eyesight.” Just like that, the autumn just got a little chillier, and Levi could almost feel the first signs of the winter chill.
He’s seen far too much loss to see patterns in the seasons. Autumn is death. Winter is the grief that follows. But they can’t grieve forever, or they might as well just curl up and die.
That’s why we have spring. “So what now?” Levi asks. Long ago, Hange used to ask this same question. Long ago, she used to make deadlines for recovery…by spring, because there’s something more poetic about it.
Hange shakes her head. “I don’t know. I thought the doctors could find some way to fix my eyesight. I lose one eye, and suddenly I can’t tell far from near. Everything’s just flat land. I’m running on my memory of every place, but when things are falling, when there are crowds forming I just…I’m not as good as you at calculating, Levi.”
“Complete and utter bullshit.” This moment marks his first act of insubordination against the new commander, but something he’ll probably never regret. “You’ve always been better than me at Math.” He believes it with his whole heart, and he’d already prepared the ammunition, mentions of how quickly she’d calculated budgets and tariff rates. Among the surviving scouts, only Armin could match her intellect.
Meanwhile, Levi can only stare silently, as she rattles off rationalizations.
“Then how do you explain how good you are at dodging titan hands, and cutting them at the nape with just the right amount of force?”
Hange’s good at math, and she’s just as good at logic. Levi keeps mum, then he says six words he doesn’t think through. “That’s not math. I don’t calculate.”
If Hange thinks it’s a dumb answer, she doesn’t show it. Instead, she keeps her eyes trained on the trees just above. “The branches are at least four feet above me,” Hange says. “Am I correct?”
Just to humor her, he looks up. If he were honest, he doesn’t see numbers in height. He knows how far to jump or how long he has to get away, but he doesn’t see math the same way Hange does. “I don’t know, but you’re probably right. You always were when it came to numbers,” Levi says. “The same way Erwin was.”
“Levi, do me a favor?”
“Hm?”
“Catch a leaf.”
After that last bout of insubordination, he can’t say no. It takes him a mere split second.
“That was five inches from your face, and you knew it almost immediately,” Hange says. "I'm bad at that, now. I notice, one eye gone, I don’t see distance anymore. I’m trying to measure everything to make sense of it… the trees above are at least four feet above me, the leaves are inches from my hand, but numbers don’t matter when I can’t move my body in sync to what I see. I’m struggling to move through crowds. I’m hitting walls because I can’t slow down quickly…”
“That’s not math,” Levi says again, but this time he isn’t so sure if what he’s saying is true. Hange has always been smarter than him when it came to paperwork and numbers, but he’s confident in his fluency at motor skills. “You’re overthinking loss,” Levi says. “Four feet before is not the same for feet now. An inch from before is not the same inch now… We just have to relearn the meaning of ‘foot’ and ‘inch.’”
“We? You’re not the one missing an eye,” Hange says in challenge.
‘We’ because it’s his business just as much as it’s Hange’s. Levi fought hooligans and gang members with a swollen eye. Hell, he’s fought people blind before. There’s no way he’ll let Hange lay low over one loss. “You can go back and fight. You just have to accept this new field of vision. Walk through crowds, run into walls, learn your limitations. We have the rest of autumn and all the way until spring to figure this out. It’s not like we can schedule an expedition in this weather.”
“You think training can fix what losing an eye takes from you?” Since when has Hange been this cynical? It’s Levi’s job to be cynical. “I don’t even know if I’ll be able to fight like I used to.”
“You won’t,” Levi says simply. “But you’ll still be able to fight.”
“Why? Can you predict the future?” Hange turns towards him in challenge.
An overly idealistic Hange to a cynical Hange. The change is far too stark.
Complete and utter bullshit. He’s tired of this new Hange, both a fighter and a coward at the same time. This argument would drag on if he’d let her. He speaks up firmly, turns to her with dead set eyes, leaving no room for argument. “I’ll be your missing eye.”
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So, hello there! Since I've been devouring levihan fics ever since I got into the fandom 2 yrs ago (and will continue to do so hehe) and all of these literary gems have just.. left a permanent mark on me. I still think about these fics. All of these fics mean a lot to me!💕
Hence, I've decided why not to make a list of them to share my absoulute favourites y'all.😊
The fics in this list can be definitely considered top LeviHan fics of all time. So, If you are searching for fics to cope with the trauma canon has inflicted on us and see LeviHan falling in love in every other universe, check them out. Trust me, all of these are just.. 'GOAT'ED! (though, some of can increase your trauma tenfold, because, angst is my favourite genre and I'm a masochist! hehe).
[DISCLAIMER: All LH fics are absolutely AMAZING! Because the authors behind them put their heart into it. Thankyou so much to all of the amazing authors of our LH community!💖]
And also, this list will keep getting updated because I actively read LH fics. Okay, enough of my rambling! Enjoy<3
Multi-Chapter Fics
License to Science (And Kill) by just_quintessentially_me
When International criminal organization, TITAN, successfully steals an arsenal of missiles along with their encrypted launch codes, Code Blue is initiated. It up to Agent Levi Ackerman, a spy in a class of his own, and Research scientist Hanji Zoe, the premiere authority on the organization, to halt a global catastrophe in its tracks.
She lowered her glasses, brown eyes blinking over the rims. “Does this mean I have a-” One brow lifted. “License to Science?”
“No. But I do have a License to Kill. Don’t tempt me to use it.”
Desperate Times Call for Desperate Measures by Sleepyheadven
"I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend for a few weeks." She revealed brightly with a sheepish smile.
He stared blankly at her in return, unsure if she was being serious or not. Hange was strange, so this being her idea of a practical joke wouldn't be too far off. "What kind of favor is that." He raised a brow in question.
"A big one." She replied lamely, shrugging her shoulders once. "Long story short; my parents are divorcing. My mom is getting remarried next month. And, I need to show up with a boyfriend otherwise my mother won't let me leave. She's convinced I'm going to die alone."
In which Levi and Hange pretend to be in a long term relationship for a few weeks
Allowance by eggs_and_toast
Hanji sees a tango performance and becomes smitten with a short, mean-looking dance instructor.
Allowance: An engineering term for the space between two parts that connect together.
Home For Christmas by raisedinthunder
This was going to be a disaster. He should never have agreed to it. Who the hell even pretends to be in a relationship in the first place? And now he was spending his christmas in the middle of nowhere on a damn farm pretending to be Hange Zoë’s boyfriend. Yes, this was going to be a disaster.
A Couple of Turns by hokorixx
Levi Ackerman was one of the hottest celebrities in Japan even right after his debut, garnering the attention of all ages with his face plastered on every magazine book you may stumble upon. Work was piling up and it was getting hectic.
However, in the midst of those piled-up stress and getting lost, he was saved by a peculiar woman who started to offer him pastries.
---
Hange frowned at a thought, "You're not here to kill me, are you?"
"Do I look like one to you?" Levi replied rather grouchily.
---
In short, Levi is a celebrity and Hange is a random stranger who doesn't even know him.
Free-Falling by djmarinizela
Skydiver and tea shop owner Levi Ackerman meets the town’s resident mad scientist and tries to convince himself he's not falling for her.
the "real-estate" trilogy by adedicatedheart
A modern AU following Hange and Levi from first meeting to cohabitating...and everything in-between.
Save it for later by Satsuki92
Levi and Hange were always an odd pair. They were opposites who everyone thought would be at loggerheads — He was a neat freak who liked everything clean and orderly, while she was like a whirlwind thriving in disorder and mess. Still, the two 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?
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It's a friends to lovers' story, but for two adults well past the rosy blush of youth.
His Scent of Tea and Cedar by JumpingUpToTheSky
Hange Zoe is a renowned author. In search of a new topic for her next novel, her editor suggests writing about the latest social phenomenon: Intimacy Therapists, people who offer sexual encounters for a fee. She flat-out refuses. But when she learns that her friend with benefits and impresario, Zeke, is about to get married, a wave of loneliness crashes over her.
Desperate, she decides to try the Therapist Service recommended by her editor. To her utter shock, the man standing at her door is none other than her concierge: Levi.
"The Experiment" series by KakashiSensei
After a public brawl between them, Commander Erwin confines Captain Levi and Zoë Hange to barracks. When the Survey Corps next heads out, they are left behind as a punishment. Soon bored out of her mind, Hange turns her scientific curiosity towards the most interesting specimen within her reach: Levi. When his past reaches out to him to claim him back, she joins him on a dangerous journey. Do budding feelings have a chance in the most desolate of places?
(This story is set not too long after Levi joins the Corps and a month before the breach of Shiganshina District)
Gold and Amber by RaiUlrikka
Levi and Hange were trained assassins and were sent on a mission in three European cities. However, the mission involved slaughtering a number of individuals that took a toll on Hange's humanity.
here’s a song about time (that never ends) by djmarinizela
Here’s how you win the love of your life:
1. Write a letter to your crush.
2. Wait for a shooting star to crash into your house.
3. Move in with your father’s best friend’s family, not knowing that you’ll also be living with your crush.
4. Ignore him at first and pretend you don’t like him anymore.
5. Let things fall into place.
(or: After a comet destroys their home, high school student Hange Zoe and her father are invited to stay with his best friend’s family, not knowing that she’ll be living with her crush—the rising star, Levi Ackerman.)
catch me if you can by fanmoose12
The Ackerman duo. Just the mention of this name filled Hange with so many feelings. Mostly, when she reread the files of their cases over and over, until her eyes watered, she felt pricking annoyance. Sometimes, when she stared at the dead bodies of those scarce unfortunates who stumbled upon their crimes, she was filled with hatred and a pushing need for revenge. Hange couldn't deny, however, there were times when she marveled at the impudence of their crimes. And, when she was investigating the Ackerman's cases and saw just how meticulously planned they all were, she couldn't help but feel something close to fascination.
No one knew who they were. No one had seen their faces, no one knew their true names. Almost everyone knew of their crimes.
Hange was determined to unravel every last one of their secrets. She will put an end to their crimes and then she will get the elusive Ackermans behind bars
Later, Levi by RaiUlrikka
There are unrealized feelings and unsaid words--Levi had to endure years to finally and accidentally confess to Hange that he had "something" for her. Hange admits she felt the same way... but that was a long time ago.
They failed to try and meet in the middle.
And now, Levi desperately wants to win her back.
Lessons by Satsuki92
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.
Undercover Agent (LeviHan) by OtakuGeekyReader
FBI Agent Hange Zoe works on a case to investigate Vanguard Enterprise CEO Levi Ackerman for drug trafficking and illegal sale of firearms. FBI Director Erwin Smith has no choice but to send an agent undercover to get close to their culprit who has always managed to evade capture. Hange volunteers for the mission, citing her ability to blend in without arousing suspicion. Gathering evidence and exposing Ackerman's criminal activities from within the organization becomes harder than she thinks as she gets to know him and his motives.
Reverberation by alteirkay
“Levi, come on,” Hanji urged his side until she made him lie on his back again. “Look,” she took the hand resting on his chest and enlaced their fingers. “You don’t need to be jealous. You know why?”
“I am not jealous. For fuck’s sake—”
“Because we are soulmates,” she cut in as if he never made a single word. “Which means there is nobody in the world who can understand you better than me,” she went on. “And there is nobody in the world who can understand me better than you.”
Accidental heiress by 2Melon2
Levi and hange accidentally get married
the moon is dark by alteirkay
His face was wet.
“What the hell?” He murmured touching his face to see if he was mistaken. He was not. His hair was damp with sweat. There was an uneasiness invading his whole body. He was filled with it like he had drunk it straight from a bottle. His chest was heavy, his breaths were uneven, and his right eye was throbbing like a hammer was hitting at it continuously.
He was feeling like he had just lost someone.
at least we had it for a moment by orphan_account
Hange had always known that life is not fair but she never knew it could be this painful, too. Based on 'Me Before You'.
Banbury Stories by CardineCardine
London, 1813. The social season is just beginning and both the Ackerman and Braus families have daughters stepping out into society. But when a new gossip writer appears on the scene, Hange and Levi must team up to protect their sisters’ reputations, discovering something about their own relationship in the process.
LeviHan Bridgerton Fake Dating AU
Lovebug by TundrainAfrica
"It might be a bug."
"A bug?"
“Sometimes the developers of this application make mistakes. This is our first time meeting I’m sure so...Isn’t it a bit weird that we just met for the first time and it rings like this? And for two strangers to coincidentally ring each other’s alarms?"
Levi is the developer of the Love Alarm App and Hange is married to Zeke.
Real Love by LadyEny
Hange Zoe is in love with Zeke Yeager, a humble soldier. But to save her family, she's forced to marry one Levi Ackerman, entering into a marriage she despises.
Will Hange be able to find real love even in a situation where hate prevails?
Partners by fanmoose12
When Petra was promoted to a detective and partnered up with legendary Levi Ackerman, she felt like the happiest person in the world.
But, as she soon found out, detective Ackerman she used to admire so much was actually a far cry from the ideal policeman Petra thought he was. He was rude, harsh and easily annoyed.
And, in addition, he still hadn’t moved on from the death of his previous partner - detective Hange.
thank you, tuesday... by autumndory
The Ackermans have hosted all kinds of students from around the world and they came and went, hardly ever leaving a mark. Though none of them rivaled the curious and quirky character of Zoë Hange.
nobody said it was easy by miss_skitty
“I’ve already lost everything else. Erwin. Moblit. The scouts. My name doesn’t mean anything anymore. And I’m not leading anyone. Not really.”
Hange turned to Levi now, not hiding the shake in her voice.
“But if you woke up and said, ‘Let’s go’—I’d follow. I would. No speech. No questions. Just... yes.”
She looked down. Her breath hitched. Her eyes stung, but she didn’t cry. Not this time.
“I think about it too much,” she whispered. “Not the fighting. Not the dying. Just… being. With you. Somewhere that’s not here.”
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OR... what if Hange meant it when she told Levi they could run away together that night?
Fake It Until You Fall for It by StoriesOfAOT
When Agent Hange Zoë is called into the office, she expects to find only her chief, Erwin Smith, waiting for her. To her surprise, the well-known yet taciturn Agent Levi Ackerman is sitting there, too. As it turns out, the two of them are assigned to an important mission together: retrieving a stolen file. The catch lies in the rather unconventional approach—they would have to pose as a married couple in order to get closer to a potential suspect and his wife, who might be connected to the theft (and perhaps involved in more than just that.)
Hange agrees—after all, it’s for the mission, so who is she to argue? It’s not like she’s going to develop feelings for someone she’s just barely met, despite the closeness of their charade… right?
if only for tonight by Satsuki92
This is Levi Ackerman; someone she has known for almost five years. Someone she sees as her best friend, bosom buddy, maybe even as each other’s ride or die.
But tonight, it seems that something, somewhere, inside of Hange has suddenly decided that she gets fluttery butterflies in the pit of her stomach and all hot and bothered, whenever any part of Levi brushes against her, or when he leans in to speak directly into her ear over the deafening club music.
Suddenly, afflicted (or possessed) by an insane level of attraction towards this man that she has had to physically restrain herself from wanting to lick a strip up the column of his strong and defined throat, when he lifts his drink up to his lips to take a sip.
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A modern AU, ‘friends’ to ‘friends with benefits’ to ‘lovers’ shenanigans, or, the both of them being dumb idiots about each other.
Of War and Theatrical Play by bluemallow
At the height of the European Theatre of World War II, Hange Zoë is stationed as a nurse in a field hospital. She sees first-hand the horror of the war and how it affects the soldiers. However, amidst the chaos of the war, she gets the chance to meet a particular soldier named Levi Ackerman.
[LH World War II AU]
Challenge Accepted by Sleepyheadven
Levi is convinced the world is out to get him.
His beliefs are only further proven true when his longtime friend and roommate moves out and he's forced into living with a woman who's the complete and total opposite of him in every way. Well, with the exception of their shitty (in a literal sense) sense of humor.
Shitty Four Eyes by hokorixxx
Levi took a nap in an abandoned laboratory meanwhile Hange finds a stranger sleeping in her abandoned laboratory.
An unlikely friendship was then formed from that incident.
Oh, and an unlikely couple too.
Threads of Light and Loyalty by Dragonflies_and_HazelEyes
Bound by an arranged marriage to prevent war between two hostile realms, a mage and a warrior must survive political intrigue, ancient magic, and the slow, perilous unraveling of their own hearts.
Dark Fantasy AU
Tales From the Ackerman Estate by bluemallow
A young governess, Hange Zoes, is hired to teach Mikasa Ackerman, the young cousin and ward of the owner of the great Ackerman Estate in Trost, Levi Ackerman. Their bad impressions of each other alongside the polar opposite of their personalities shall make it impossible for mutual affection, and yet they inevitably find themselves to be dangerously intertwined with each other.
[Levihan Victorian AU]
[P.S. - I wanted to add soo many more to this,a section of 'Short fics' but I'm not able to because of some error. I think Tumblr has a word-limit on a post. So, I guess I'll make a collection on AO3 for rest.]
I put together a list of Levihan fics I’ve read and loved (in no particular order), and I really wanted to share it because these authors deserve the recognition.
This is only a small glimpse of what’s out there, but each story carries something special. Revisiting them brought back every emotion I felt the first time I read them, and that kind of impact is worth sharing.
If you’re looking for Levihan content, these are absolutely worth your time.
I also realized I haven’t been reading nearly as much since I started writing my own fics, which feels like a loss on my part. So I’m planning to spend more time exploring newer stories and updating this list as I go.
Recommendations are welcomed and encouraged!
Canon Era (Canon Compliant and AU)
“We are all fools in love.” — Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
🌿 A Simple Choice by just_quintessentially_me
🌿 Once More, With Feeling by LadyEny
🌿Stuck in the Haze by GlassesAndSwords
🌿 Just, For Now by preening
🌿 All of Me by MannaTea
🌿 The Titan Tracker by KayEver
🌿 Our True Paradise by GlassesAndSwords
🌿 Young Monster by FC2000
🌿 Swim by queenkiller
🌿 The Secret Society of the Children of the Forest by RedChestnut
🌿 At the Coastline of Memories by fanmoose12
🌿 Shit Talk by Jarchetype
🌿 Abnormal by absolutebearings (now orphaned)
🌿 Darling I’m Right Here by Dontatmethanks2
🌿 Things You Said at 1:00 AM by ZangeHoe
🌿 Catch My Breath by CardineCardine
🌿 Four-Eyes by elmundodeflor
🌿 Aftermath by just_quintessentially_me
🌿 Ghost of You by Jarchetype
🌿 Peaches and Honey by urvenicebitch
🌿 She Would Never Know by LadyEny
🌿 We Have an Arrangement by sleeping_sun
🌿 A Little Help Goes a Long Way by revolutionrose
🌿 The River in the Rain by GlassesAndSwords
🌿 Promise by BronzeQuill
🌿 In a Name by PocketLynt
🌿 The Devil You Know by fanmoose12
🌿 Iced the Bruises on Your Back by adedicatedheart
🌿 The Pull of the Sand, the Sea, and Your Smile by PocketLynt
🌿 I Will Not Die (I’ll Wait Here For You) by Etagirl
🌿 Mosquito Bites by Jarchetype
🌿 Couldn’t Help But Ask (You to Say it All Again) by adedicatedheart
🌿 Love Grows (Where My Four-Eyes Goes) by purelily
🌿 Ghost of You by Jarchetype
🌿 The Experiment (Attack on Titan // LeviHan) by KakashiSensei
🌿 A Mind Flower by Hange_4Ever
🌿 ‘Twas the Night Before the Rumbling by bootstrapped_leitmotif
Modern AU
“I have loved you in many forms, in many times, in life after life, in age after age forever.” — Rabindranath Tagore
🌿 On the Nature of Duty by LadyEny
🌿 No Retreat by boostrapped_leitmotif
🌿 Catch Me if You Can by fanmoose12
🌿 Business as Usual (LeviHan) by OtakuGeekyReader
🌿 Later, Levi by RaiUlrikka
🌿 Clueless by Satsuki92
🌿 The Things We Don’t Say by autumndory
🌿 Findings by Noixdepapaye
🌿 Lessons by Satsuki92
🌿 Terrible Things by someonestolemyshoes
🌿 Yellow. By ariadneamare
🌿 Worth a Thousand Words by someonestolemyshoes
🌿 BMO series by LittleLasagne
🌿 Meant to Last Forever by LadyEny
🌿 License to Science (And Kill) by just_quintessentially_me
🌿 Lovebug by TundrainAfrica
🌿 The Unbridled Party by xtreamlibertea
🌿 Somewhere Only We Know by someonestolemyshoes
🌿 Until Another Thursday Evening by pinkweirdsunsets
🌿 Free-Falling by djmarinizela
🌿 A Tale of Two Slaves by TundrainAfrica
🌿 Eat Your Heart Out Series by Dontatmethanks2
🌿 Fake It, Until You Fall for It by StoriesOfAOT
🌿 Desperate Times Call for Desperate Measures by Sleepyheadven
Miscellaneous AU's
“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” — Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
🌿 A Dangerous Game by just_quintessentially_me
🌿 Darkling by Nakimochiku
🌿 Ploughfields by FC2000
🌿 Tales From the Ackerman Estate by bluemallow
🌿 In Your Light by lady_kalila
🌿 Across The Glass by hazyhyk
🌿 The Moon is Dark by alteirkay
🌿 Real Love by LadyEny
Ongoing/Unfinished
“There is no real ending. It’s just the place where you stop the story.” — Frank Herbert
🌿 The Scent & Taste of Love by JumpingUpToTheSky (First part finished. Second part ongoing)
🌿 Midnight Is a Terrible Time for Feelings by JarkaGinger
🌿 Attack on Titan by Jane Austen by bootstrapped_leitmotif
Wiggidy What is UP my good blogger, what got you into Levihan and/or might you have any fic/artist recs for a novice like me👀?
Hey there!
I am so sorry for this extremely late reply. I had the reply saved in my draft, then things got super busy…And I just completely forgot about it 😭 so uhhh…here goes
About Levihan, it was a mix of their canon interactions, fics, art and fandom posts that got me boarded the Levihan train years ago
Both Levi and Hange are very interesting and tragic characters on their own. Despite how different their personalities are, they have similar values. They are both complex people who care too much and do many morally questionable things for what they believe to be the greater good. They want better for themselves of course, but they know they are capable and thus have to carry the weight
Even in canon, their chemistry is apparent, regardless of whether you interpret it as platonic or romantic. Levi and Hange seem to genuinely enjoy each other’s company and fun banters. They respect each other deeply even when they have different views on things.
It sounds like the bar is in hell lol, but this ship was refreshing after seeing much more dramatic/ badly written relationships in popular fiction/ media throughout my teenage years.
For recommendations, I have too many favs, so I’ll list some of my favourite authors’ ao3/ blogs off the top of my head. They each have multiple Levihan fics to check out!
Levihan goofing around in the snow 🥹 I'm pretty sure I know who started this fight xD
This is so lovelyyyy, Levi's flustered expression is adorable, and the way he's looking up at Hange, dumbstruck 🤭 Everything looks so gentle, the colours and the fact that you didn't use any lineart - I love it!
🎞️ LeviHan Week 2026: “It’s you, in every lifetime” will take place on July 19-26! ⭐
Now we need just one more thing: help us decide this year’s themes. The form will be open until April 27. Stay tuned to our social media for more updates. 🪄
