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innytoes · 1 year

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One more! 22. Waking up in the middle of the night to their cat sitting on your chest staring at you for Boggie? 👀

One of the things Bobby loved about his boyfriend was that he had a big huge heart and a soft spot for animals. He caught spiders to put them outside. He apologised to pigeons as he politely shoo'ed them off the balcony. He said hi to every dog. He volunteered at the animal shelter.

And he rescued stray kittens that he promised he was only fostering. That had been two years ago.

Some mean, evil part in the back of Bobby's brain had thought: okay yeah, I understand why someone would dump these kittens in a box behind the Orpheum. Because all of them were... weird-looking. He didn't say that out loud, though, because he knew better than to upset Reggie before a gig.

Bobby was lucky that it had just been three, and that one (the little black one with the weird eyes that always seemed pointed slightly outward) had immediately claimed Alex as his own. So when Alex finally moved in with his boyfriend, that cat went with him. And Carrie had adopted the other one, the one with the weird double coat. That cat was more Instagram famous than Sunset Curve and it kind of stung.

Which left the last one. The one that looked like a gremlin. The one that was weirdly possessive of Reggie and didn't like when Alex moved out and Bobby moved in. Even though the cat now had an entire Cat Room to himself.

The one currently trying to smother him in his sleep.

He opened his eyes, only to be faced with that gremlin snout up close and personal. Well, that explained the feeling like he couldn't breathe.

"Shoo," he said quietly, not wanting to wake Reggie.

The cat leaned in, putting more weight on Bobby's throat.

"Glaaaargh," Bobby said, and tried to push the cat off. It dug its nails in, and for a second, he thought he was going to die.

Then, the lights came on.

"Special Agent Fox Mulder!" Reggie scolded. "We've talked about this. No murdering my boyfriend!" He plucked the cat off Bobby, who took a deep, deep breath and sat up.

The cat growled at him, nuzzling against Reggie's chin. Reggie pouted. "No, that's not going to work. You're grounded, mister. No sleeping in the bedroom if you're going to try and murder Bobby." He got up and walked the cat out of the room, no doubt to tuck him in in the ridiculously plush cat bed with the hand made quilt of all Reggie's old t-shirts.

From the other room, he heard Reggie still talk to the cat. "Come on, buddy, you know you're my special little man, but I'm really in love with this guy. You gotta be nice to him."

Oh. Oh, he hadn't said that before. Not to Bobby, at least. He dabbed at the scratch on his neck a little, thinking. It wasn't like Bobby had said it either, yet. It was too big. Too scary. Even though they'd known each other since they were nine, and Bobby had been in love with him for most of those ten years, they'd only been dating for like, two months.

Still, when Reggie came back (closing the door firmly so no murder cats could get in) and curled into his arms, Bobby pulled back a little. Just enough so he could look in Reggie's eyes, all pretty and soft in the light of the bedside table.

"I love you too," he said, quietly. Reggie flushed, spluttered a little, but then a big beautiful smile spread over his face. "And I promise to buy some fancy tuna or something to bribe Mulder into liking me."

After all, they were in this for the long haul.

#bobbyxreggie #fanfic #julie and the phantoms #I wrote a thing #eventually between some fancy fish and catnip offers Special Agent Fox Mulder agrees that Bobby can stay #and stops trying to murder him #they get distracted by kittens so they don't eat hotdogs and they don't die so really the kittens are the MVPs

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mlobsters · 11 months

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supernatural s4e18 the monster at the end of this book (teleplay julie siege, story julie siege, nancy weiner)

ack, it's samantha! in a 30 second cameo.

the x-files s2e17 end game - megan leitch as samantha mulder

aforementioned keegan connor tracy who was on the show before that i know from the magicians.

i have an aversion to their ~quirky~ music because usually it's a type of humor that makes me grind my teeth but once we got past the whole talking about dirty incest fans and the thing with the book publisher, it's been surprisingly ok. glad they mostly transitioned to digs aimed at the show itself. but every time that music starts playing, i brace for the worst. i also just don't love the composed music for the show, i think it does it a disservice. i probably have complained about that before.

like okay dean needs to get chuck to participate in the archangel spooking lilith plan and it's all been very serious up until this point, but then the music goes to the cheesy rousing inspirational business which makes it feel very much like it's a joke. and it does go a little funny, but i think the music was too much. bleh. anyway.

i feel like i've seen him in a bunch of things but scrolling through i'll say evil is probably the only thing i've seen him in recent memory. should have gotten a cap from the previous episode with the bright lighting.

evil s1e5 october 31 - kurt fuller as dr kurt boggs

the tone on this episode was all over the place! my friend is eagerly, patiently, waiting for me to have an opinion on castiel and i'm eagerly awaiting having one. i feel like there was a bit more something happening with him and dean in this episode, giving him the tip about chuck. otherwise he just hasn't been around enough for me to have any thoughts, and he's pretty dry when he is. dry like his lips! get the dude a manual on how to care for your human suit. with some lip balm.

also, the winchester gospel. the guffaw i made, okay spn writers. i liked chuck, and didn't expect to. maybe it was another case of them making the writer(s) sympathetic. but i'm glad they didn't try to ham it up too much. i get that the concept of introducing the books would be hard to do in any serious manner, but i could have gone without the fannish specific bits personally.

also ALSO using the previous episode to kind of quickly temper the truly horrific over the top terrible events in the Torture Episode and then this one kind of easing more into the main arc and being serious but not too serious, well. was zachariah doing his little demo to dean that he'll always be a hunter deep down all we needed to address with that episode? other than sam bitching dean isn't himself and is too weak since he got back from hell.

"You ask me to open that door and walk through it, you will not like what walks back out."

i mean as far as i can tell, nothing really changed with dean. does starting the apocalypse-guilt cancel out embracing/enjoying torture again that you're also probably extra guilty about too?

there's not enough time in the day to deal with it anyhow and we've got plot to plow through. the apocalypse isn't gonna start itself!

i was trying to talk it through with someone and my feeling was like. earlier seasons, the traumas were smaller. sam and dean talked a lot. more than most shows do. it feel like things maybe didn't get resolved per se, but there was something going on there. they were looking at it, at least. and some things did get wholly dropped (like the mystery spot aftermath hello, bitter) but more often than not, it felt like they dealt with things. but the traumas get bigger and coming so fast, you can't keep up, there's not enough time. everything is always escalating. and i think it's exacerbated by the plot that sam and dean aren't really on the same page anymore. and maybe cas is supposed to fill that spot with dean, but it's a hard sell for me when we don't really know cas and at this point he has no personality to speak of.

i'm just feeling pretty grumpy about everything at the moment.

#supernatural #hiky #spnhiky #kurt fuller #evil cbs #megan leitch #the xfiles #samantha mulder #castiel #spnwhinge #spnwatch #julie siege #nancy weiner

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the3williams · 1 year

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"He takes," she said. Her voice sounded faint and disused. "That's what he does. That's how he writes. He eats pieces of you."

#julie fortune #casefile #early seasons #mulder-other #scully-other

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maraczeks · 2 years

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omitb s2 thread pt 6

#this is very weird #july 25 2022 #this is extremely weird ...#no but amy ryan .............. i seriously cannot believe that woman oh my god i needdddddd interviews i need to pick apart what is going on #in her mind !!!!!!#but honestly am so excited if andrea stays #omg???/?:?4?4?:?4) dude where is this season going #CHARLES AND ILIVER TRYING TO HUG HELP #that was my episode #aug 2 2022 #😟😟#where is this season GOING #not memory loss trope 😭#oliver w kids is 🥺🥺🥺#not mulder and scully name drop 😭#JAN ON THE WALL I LOVEEE THAT PHOTO SHES SO PRETTY #NO SERIOUSLY ?/??:?4?: NOT MEMORY LOSS is she gonna recover them... like i have no idea how they're gonna end this season #NOT A BLACKOUT .....#aug 10 2022 #in the final three eps i think 🫣#NAUR????? TEHY WOUDLNT RECEAL IN E8?/?:?;??:?/?;?:??:?;?:?;#charles and oliver bonding over their old man struggles 😭😭#OMGGGGG SO SCARED FOR LUCY RN BRUHHHHHHHHHHH OMG #NO OMGIM SO SCARED FOR HER #WHY DID SHE LEAVE IT OPENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNFNFNFBFNSNDJSJDJDJHDHSHRJESEIDHRHSHFJDJNDJDNFNFBFBSJDJSNF #IM SO SCARED ETFFFFNFBFBFBDNDNF #WTDF WHBSBRAGXHDNSNFNSNRNMSFNSKFN IM SCARED IM SCAREDDDDDD DR BRBFBFNFNNFNF #SCREEECCHBHHHHHHFBHFBFB NOTHING HAPPEN TO LUCY OKAY #nina turned out so mean #lester ☹️☹️

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splatoongamefiles · 24 days

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ONE MORE POST because this is genuinely so fucking funny to me someone replied with the origins of the term proshipper and i went to verify it (they were wrong) and the first known use of it was in 1996 on a usenet forum for the x files tv show

july 6th is the 25th anniversary of this fucking hell we're all trapped in mark your calendars.

(at the time it was specifically meant to be pro or anti mulder x scully, which later became any specific ship, which seems to now mean certain types of ships)

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didanagy · 9 months

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Pride and Prejudice evening dresses.

Requested by @thecatprincessofallcats

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE (1995)

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x-files-scripts · 9 months

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The X-Files - “Home”

Written by Glen Morgan & James Wong

July 26, 1996 (BLUE)

Mulder’s original line was never going to make it past Standards & Practices...

#the x files #x files #scripts #txf #s4 #season 4 #txf s4 #txf bts #home #script #glen morgan #james wong #david duchovny #gillian anderson #mulder #scully #screenwriting #tv writing

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a-state-of-bliss · 1 year

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Vogue Italia July 1991 - Karen Mulder by Patrick Demarchelier

#fashion #vogue italia #karen mulder #patrick demarchelier

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aloysiavirgata · 4 months

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THERE IS A FICLET AT THE END OF THIS!

I just checked my inbox. There are 8 Henry prompts.

EIGHT.

I want to tell you a little story about the Henry universe and how I came to write it. The short version is that it was inspired by Mrs. Doubtfire.

When I got the prompt that initially made me write Henry in the first place I was like Oh! It would be so easy to make him unlikeable and have her longing for Mulder. Write a character like Daniel who just wants her to be a stunning and brilliant accessory, but who could never APPRECIATE her.

But for whatever reason I recalled watching Mrs. Doubtfire as both a kid and an adult, and how those experiences differed. I thought, what if Scully got Pierce Brosnan’s character? A really wonderful guy who adores her and is a great dad and isn’t like…idk…gonna disappear to Patagonia for 6 months.

As a kid I wanted Sally Field/Miranda to go back to the Fun Dad. As a woman? Scully, my darling love, let him go.

And that conflict is what makes it fun and challenging to write. If the choice feels obvious then what’s the fun in doing it? But if you have to struggle along with her and decide if you/Scully/Sally Field want stability or adventure, it’s a better journey.

***

It’s two in the morning and Wicket, the impossibly fluffy dog, is whining at a thunderstorm. She strokes his lush head, palms the hot silky flap of an ear.

Her phone rings and she closes her dry eyes.

She answers it without a word.

“You always loved storms,” he says. “I knew you’d be up.”

Wicket mouths her hand gently. The thick of her palm.

“Remember Darin Oswald?” he goes on. “That motherfucker. I still think of him when there’s lightning.”

The silence after is long and lazy and safe, like a July afternoon hammock or miles of Colorado highway.

Thunder booms and Wicket huddles against her.

She last fucked Mulder in a storm like this, on his last birthday, with her husband’s blessing, and it shames her like nothing she’s ever done. Not even William.

What shames her is the rightness of it, the way she so easily said yes, Dana, yes, all the gods of Olympus and Asgard and Tir Na Nog want it for you, lass.

She swallows into the thunder again when she wants to scream. She cants her face to the cold, cold moon.

“Scully?” His voice, his voice; she’d followed it to the grave and past.

Scully opens her eyes. “Yes,” she breathes. “I remember.”

Hears him smile in the dark. “The nineties,” he muses. “What a fucking time.”

“My bangs,” she laughs. “My shoulder pads.”

“My ties.”

Lightning like the primordial earth, like millions of years of volcanoes and oxygen emissions and gorgeous, promiscuous carbon.

Wicket panting.

Her twins - Joan’s twins - safe in the dark. Viv, blonde and beautiful.

Fucking him - no, Dana, be honest - making love - on that sticky couch. Leather-bound books and Mulder’s rich boy wardrobe and the way she’d gotten a better stylist and a better tailor because he was so goddamn beautiful.

Kissing him before 9/11 when you could wait at the airport with balloons, Jesus, kissing him between the millennium and 9/11 in that hot, sweet bubble and -

“Scully?”

The dog keens into the night. Her dog, Henry’s dog, and thunder and thunder and thunder, rolling like the drums of Moria.

She hangs up the phone and weeps her divided love into Wicket’s plush ruff.

#xf fanfic #xfiles fanfic #msr #my fic #prompt #Henry

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lucyswinter · 4 months

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Request guidelines

Requests are : OPEN<3

Masterlist

Who/what I write for:

-Cillian Murphy/ characters: (Jackson Rippner, Tom Shelby, Neil Lewis, Jonathan Crane, Kitten Braden, Jim: 28 days later, Emmett: a quiet place part II, Raymond Leon, Robert Fischer, Tom Buckley)

-Criminal Minds: Spencer Reid, Aaron Hotchner, Derek Morgan, Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia, JJ,

-The Bear: Sydney Adamu, Richie Jerimovich, Carmen Berzatto, Sugar Berzatto

-Saw: Lawrence Gordon, Adam Stanheight, Mark Hoffman, Peter Strahm, Amanda Young, Jill Tuck, Lynn Denlon (for ships: I’ll do chainshipping, coffinshipping, and shotgunshipping/lynnmanda!)

-American Horror Story (All seasons up to Cult. Only ships if they are canon (by season, I mean)! i.e: I won’t do Kit Walker (s2) x Madison Montgomery (s3) or anything)!

-Nip/Tuck: Sean McNamara, Christian Troy, Matt McNamara, Julie McNamara, Liz Cruz, Eden Lord

-DC villains (from the Nolan trilogy or Gotham tv show! I will specify from which one I mean. I’ll also write Batman but that’s the only hero)

-Peaky blinders: Luca Changretta, Tom Shelby, Alfie Solomons, Finn Shelby, John Shelby, Arthur Shelby, Oswald Mosley

-Top Gun/ Top Gun: Maverick: any characters! (For ships, I only rlly know IceMav 😭 but I’m open to others! I’ll also do penny!reader)

-Bridgerton/ Queen Charolette: Daphne x Simon, George x Charolette, Anthony x Kate, Colin x Penelope (and all of these characters individually!)

-Community: Professor Ian Duncan, Jeff Winger, Abed Nadir, Britta Perry , Annie Edison, Troy Barnes

-Impractical Jokers: Joe Gatto, Sal Vulcano, James Murray, Brian Quinn

-Supernatural: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Castiel, Destiel (will not do Wincest or Wincestiel)

-X-files: Fox Mulder, Dana Scully, MSR

-BBC Sherlock (only JohnLock)

-Good omens (only Ineffable husbands)

-Hannibal (only Hannigram)

(Any other characters im open to! Just PM me to see if I know the fandom/media they’re in, or rec with a few options! I’ll ignore if I don’t know them <;3)

I will write: A bit ooc (depends on scenario 🤭), fluff, smut, small-ish age gap, AU’s, non romantic pairings, alternate endings, fem!/gn!/afab!reader, character x reader, character x character

I won’t write: Male!/nonbinary!/trans!reader (im a cis female so I will write gender neutral reader if requested, but most fics (unless specified) were written with a fem reader in mind :)), incest, underage reader (or character), dub/non-con

Thanks for reading! Feel free to PM requests if you aren’t comfortable sending them through the question button or want to work through the request :)

#fanfic guidlines

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wanderlustqueen-writes · 7 months

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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

🤎🤎

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! ________________________________________

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.

#ask #thehangetomylevi #lovely moots 💕#levihan #levihan fanfic #levihan fanfiction #levi ackerman #hange zoe #the x files au #my writing

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